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href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2012/01/real-inspiration.html' title='A real inspiration..'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xSZ9WU4tMvQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-5930873282751387946</id><published>2012-01-11T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T10:43:46.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bplan 0.0.0.1</title><content type='html'>Well, decided to learn open erp during the next couple of months (or until something path breaking is discovered )&lt;br /&gt;so hopefully I am gonna eat,think,breathe and sleep open erp for a few days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Here are my targets&lt;br /&gt;1.To learn the various functional units of an erp in general and open erp in particular&lt;br /&gt;2.To learn high level architecture of open erp , to have a quick code reading and to develop the expertise in creating new modules&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-5930873282751387946?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/5930873282751387946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=5930873282751387946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/5930873282751387946'/><link 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Another week passed by , and nothing remarkable has happened..Pretty expected as I was back at home for a small vacation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There hasn't been anything concrete which I have learned so far.&lt;br /&gt;But on a positive note, I wouldn't be as confused as I used to be when I here statements or words like the following.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I am going to take my website (or web application) to cloud... (??? it means he is going to host it on Google App Engine or Amazon EC2!!!! That's all)&lt;br /&gt;2.NoSQL Database , CouchDB , MongoDB, SimpleDB&lt;br /&gt;3.Webservices (obviously REST full) , SOA , SOAP&lt;br /&gt;4 Hadoop, HBase , BigData , BigTable&lt;br /&gt;5.Memcached &lt;br /&gt;6.Business Intelligence , ERP ,CRM , Workflow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to it a few more jargon. I have now a fairly good idea of about what all those mean at least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since am Back to my 'office' , hope to get things on track by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing myself good luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-8329219189181513367?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8329219189181513367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=8329219189181513367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8329219189181513367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8329219189181513367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2012/01/week-of-joblessness.html' title='A week of joblessness'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-6015185710679934319</id><published>2012-01-02T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T21:50:28.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of joblessness</title><content type='html'>The first day of my joblessness just passed...It was rather lethargic than to say energy packed..Well, that is quite expected when you do not have any ideas eating your head..&lt;br /&gt;I believe in my ability to dedicate myself when I am passionate about something..I had experienced the same when I was trying to create Bulls N Bears....A sort of state when you think it,eat it ,sleep it and virtually live it. But in state when you are not sure about the path ahead , it is hard to happen. Hope to get to track soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: But I should admit that I have fallen in love with this state .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-6015185710679934319?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6015185710679934319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=6015185710679934319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6015185710679934319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6015185710679934319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-day-of-joblessness.html' title='first day of joblessness'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-8131613221704790897</id><published>2011-12-18T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T11:21:35.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>from Steve</title><content type='html'>“Who is our target customer? Why are they selecting our products over our competitor’s? And what distribution channels are we going to use to reach these customers?”&lt;br /&gt;pretty hard questions , but has to be answered...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-8131613221704790897?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8131613221704790897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=8131613221704790897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8131613221704790897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8131613221704790897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2011/12/from-steve.html' title='from Steve'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-2646831737313536024</id><published>2011-10-22T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T12:43:00.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts on productivity and self control....</title><content type='html'>As I embark on a highly uncertain journey with little option to turn back , I was thinking of how to discipline myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain facts which terrifies me...I am the greatest procrastinator..I could never devote more than 5 hrs to study even on a single day in my entire student life...&lt;br /&gt;Thats when I see people around me devoting 11+hrs easily . Every day I go to sleep with the resolution of getting things better the coming day...I still remember my entrance preparation days when everyday I used to fill my diary with detailed plans on how to cover up the topics..Each day night,I used to re-write the plan , for I would not have devoted at least 20% of what was already planned for that day....When this continued for more than 3 months,I decided to stop the exercise of filling up the diary.In fact I decided to stop even studying...Out of the last 60 days previous to the exam, I still remember that I had touched my books only on 6-7 occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some tips for myself before I start that journey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Have clear cut plans for the day and the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Follow &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pomodoro_Technique"&gt;pomodoro&lt;/a&gt; technique and  have a to do list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Start the day by preparing the to do list for the day.There should be only one objective for the day-and that should be to tick off each and every item mentioned in the to do list.Should not think about anything under the sun other than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Should have completed at least 20% of things mentioned for the day before breakfast.The goodness of something completed would push things further for the day.On the contrary the regret of wasted time would drag things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Work 6 days a week.Should not touch the computer on the 7th day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Before opening the computer , be clear on what to do.Should not slip to surfing and facebooking. Have specific time slots for things like fb,gmail,reader,news etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Have time slots for meditation/jogging/swimming/cooking/yoga and stick to a routine.&lt;br /&gt;Read at least a book / or here a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UF8uR6Z6KLc"&gt;pep talk&lt;/a&gt; daily so as to charge oneself...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing myself good luck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-2646831737313536024?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/2646831737313536024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=2646831737313536024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2646831737313536024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2646831737313536024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2011/10/thoughts-on-productivity-and-self.html' title='thoughts on productivity and self control....'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-4930147798606974884</id><published>2011-10-19T11:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T01:13:42.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life goals (extended version)</title><content type='html'>The biggest challenge of moving out of a pre-defined path is to remain focused and motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes back, in a moment of madness I wrote in my blog that I wanted to start schools and hospitals ...It was a rather casual statement, without giving any serious thoughts to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why hospitals and schools? These are two places in the world , where I have seen real miseries...&lt;br /&gt;Hospitals...its an easy guess, if at any point of your life you had to spent some hours at a govt medical college. You see a world which does not have a glitter around...A world where people do not worry about BMW's and Benzes...A world where people do not bother on Prithviraj's behaviour..:) and the likes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now schools...For me , its the second greatest misery of life...to attend a class by somebody else...:) To learn things which you do not like and kill all your creativity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back ..Two seemingly thoughtless statements scribbled at some random time has started to define my life and decisions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I thought, why don't I write some simple objectives for me to follow or not so simple goals to achieve ...So here I go...whatever it comes to my mind , am scribbling down...excuse me plz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Make most out of the life.(If it(life) is only  once , then why take a risk)&lt;br /&gt;1a.  To do only what you love.&lt;br /&gt;1b.  To accept whatever it takes so as to follow 1a&lt;br /&gt;1c.  To travel the length and breadth of India&lt;br /&gt;1d.  To try all sorts of medium-adventure sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(its not ZNMD inspiration and I would never do bull fighting. but would love to do Sky diving . Is pretty much thrilled about it after the paragliding and rafting at manali..OMG!! I did not write abt our Manali-leh bullet ride)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1e.  To own and drive a bullet,&lt;strike&gt;harley and an audi&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1f.  To spend at least 1 day (and max of a month)in a lock-up room or jail&lt;br /&gt;1g.  To meet Santhosh Pandit...(such wonders never happen quite often)&lt;br /&gt;1h.  To spend a weekend in Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;1i.  To spend at least a month in the Himalyas with a proper Yogi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ik.  To be a farmer/planter for at least a couple of years with a gypsy jeap of-course&lt;br /&gt;il.  To be a teacher for at least a month&lt;br /&gt;1m.  To lead a nomadic life for at least a couple of months&lt;br /&gt;1n.  To produce a film&lt;br /&gt;1o.  To be a minister (with at least a home portfolio) or to be the brother of a home minister (ente aniyante jathakathilundu avanoru manthriyaavum nnu...hehe)&lt;br /&gt;1p.  Salsa??? :P&lt;br /&gt;1q.  To experience life without money ..or in other words pattini kidakkanam nnu...&lt;br /&gt;1r.  To visit IIT's/IIMs and NIT Calicut so as to recruit&lt;br /&gt;1s.  To offer a highly lucrative job to my current manager ...(mooparu oru puliyaanu tto..athondaane..)&lt;br /&gt;1t.  To take my parents for a night stay at Burj al arab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To do jogging/swimming daily&lt;br /&gt;3. To do meditation daily&lt;br /&gt;4. To get back to normal weight and shape&lt;br /&gt;5. To erase out anger completely and have perfect control over my emotions&lt;br /&gt;6. To work till my last breath&lt;br /&gt;7. To create the world's best old age home&lt;br /&gt;8. To fulfill a dream of atleast 10000 homeless children&lt;br /&gt;9. To do something &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZE1Ia8yG50A"&gt;heroic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just scribbled down some really crazy and some not so crazy things..but for sure I would hold on to 1a and 1b...as always , the best (or important) things in the world are free...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-4930147798606974884?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4930147798606974884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=4930147798606974884&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4930147798606974884'/><link rel='self' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-5762915479616862597</id><published>2011-10-11T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T12:47:54.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REDBUS STORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://business.rediff.com/slide-show/2010/oct/19/slide-show-1-the-amazing-success-story-of-redbus.htm"&gt;a good read &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-5762915479616862597?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/5762915479616862597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-837277050526217274</id><published>2011-10-06T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T07:09:07.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiring commercials</title><content type='html'>http://celestinechua.com/blog/inspiring-commercials/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-837277050526217274?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/837277050526217274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=837277050526217274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='html'>More than for the itouch I have, more than for the mac book I may have in the near future  , Thank You Steve for the following two sentences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. … &lt;br /&gt;You have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future.…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two sentences have influenced me more than what my 18+ years of education have done...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-8434440457510726662?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8434440457510726662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=8434440457510726662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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set priorities..&lt;br /&gt;was(is) it money ? yes it was a couple of years before..but certainly not now....&lt;br /&gt;more than that , it is the excitement for new technologies, the passion to work my breath out...to be a technopreneur...to create applications that solves real world problems in the most innovative way....&lt;br /&gt;so its not money...a radical and welcome change in the mindset...&lt;br /&gt;And I am sure that money should follow.(if not,well I would consider this as my M-tech course with no stipend...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1205913780434784626?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1205913780434784626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1903724505995075285</id><published>2011-09-24T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T14:02:02.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scribbles</title><content type='html'>U think of a product and search google...c at least a dozen of similar existing ones in the market(the lucky early starters)...adding insult to injury is that all would be based in india..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, has the world got all that good things it require....isn't there one more good thing it would love to have...What could be the next google,apple or fb?...or rather a much modest product&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights...brain storming thoughts ...&lt;br /&gt;but the bottom of it is that I am enjoying it...&lt;br /&gt;And that is what matters more....&lt;div 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title='Scribbles'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-7427888223890724009</id><published>2011-09-10T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T21:25:24.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.........</title><content type='html'>Mixed set of emotions glances through my mind...The uncertainty of what next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to start dig the darkness for a way out....&lt;br /&gt;And I am very modest in my dreams now....A 12k per month , gud enough for a months rent + electricity + internet + cooking gas + food + other basic things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be more than happy with that....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-7427888223890724009?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/7427888223890724009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=7427888223890724009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7427888223890724009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7427888223890724009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='.........'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-4777990066200813252</id><published>2011-08-23T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T07:35:34.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.......(some dots which may or may not get connected in the future)</title><content type='html'>Please accept this letter as notification that I am leaving my position with  O***** on September 30&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Renjith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to follow my heart. I had worries in my mind whether I would get carried away with the comfort level I am in. But nops... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What next....1 masam undallo alochikaan!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-4777990066200813252?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4777990066200813252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=4777990066200813252&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4777990066200813252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4777990066200813252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2011/08/some-dots-which-may-or-may-not-get.html' title='.......(some dots which may or may not get connected in the future)'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-2550606016982426906</id><published>2011-06-03T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T07:11:31.645-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kodachadri trip'/><title type='text'>Kodachadri trip...</title><content type='html'>From : Bangalore&lt;br /&gt;T0   : Kudajadiri, Kollur&lt;br /&gt;Started : Friday night 8 pm&lt;br /&gt;Reached back: Sunday night 9pm&lt;br /&gt;Month : April first week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a number of blogs which narrates trips to kudajadiri. So Why yet another one ? Perhaps that was the thought which was stopping me from writing about one of the best trips I ever had in my life. But still I am putting it down, since this was one of a kind experience .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By sheer accident, everything went perfect for us. We got down at the right place,  we had the best host and met with the best guide .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off from bangalore at around 8 pm.It was a nice journey of abt 11 hrs to kudajadiri. As the destination approached, places started to become highly uninhabited , and smog started to hinder our drive. Altogether it was a mystic ambiance around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still we managed to reach there by around 7 am. After having made enough research , we had planned to stop at Nittur. But luckily our driver took us to a place called Kattinahole where the normal road ends.The peak Kudajadiri is abt 9 km from Kattinahole. You will have to either trek or  hire a jeep from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a small shop at Kattinahole attached to a house. And the family who stays there takes care of anything and everything the travelers want, for a very nominal rate. Actually it was them who made our trip a unique one. We took a bath from a nearby stream and got our preliminaries done at their house. After a small breakfast, we started off. We had decided that we would trek uphill and while coming down we would hire a jeep , so that we could enjoy the best of both . They arranged a guide for us , a quiet young man who took care of us in the next two days. And what followed was beyond words. (We wanted to trek through the forest and not the normal route , else we could have done without the guide. But an extremely breathtaking waterfall(Hidlumane fall) was on the route through the forest and hence a guide was essential)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let pictures speak from here.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V-xgHecabT8/TenUoPc0nXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ReMqV9Y5IMM/s1600/1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V-xgHecabT8/TenUoPc0nXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ReMqV9Y5IMM/s320/1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614252198301310322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZo9HjMS6ag/TenUoanzJhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CmYIvkfrh7c/s1600/1b.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZo9HjMS6ag/TenUoanzJhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CmYIvkfrh7c/s320/1b.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614252201300141586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KPVOn-4rFuU/TenUpREE7jI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9jJtcetjqyY/s1600/3.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-izxnqDh00i0/TenmlW40eYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/47yUbRIZjxE/s320/20a.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614271939967482242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-2550606016982426906?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/2550606016982426906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=2550606016982426906&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2550606016982426906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2550606016982426906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2011/06/kudajadiri-trip.html' title='Kodachadri trip...'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V-xgHecabT8/TenUoPc0nXI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ReMqV9Y5IMM/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-2745420130097877468</id><published>2011-02-12T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T10:36:14.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Royale' LIVING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;[Too lazy to type anything ....the reason for not being here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pinne nalla blogs vaayichu thudangiyappo thottulla aaa complex......:)]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Athukondu onnum ezhuthunilla...just some snaps .....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00euee6wP7o/TVbMvNcIImI/AAAAAAAAADk/H0OqPkRE3Vg/s1600/168289_10150360665280720_846450719_16578850_5920128_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Tu8n-wrSCKQ/TVbMKozDvhI/AAAAAAAAADU/FY7otYWF7qw/s320/165206_10150360665805720_846450719_16578864_5390581_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572866072039898642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FUSjqzRw3Qc/TVbL9X_w1PI/AAAAAAAAADM/XoU8pOhqszw/s1600/36253_10150358239180720_846450719_16533329_6380898_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FUSjqzRw3Qc/TVbL9X_w1PI/AAAAAAAAADM/XoU8pOhqszw/s320/36253_10150358239180720_846450719_16533329_6380898_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572865844191483122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the "royale" in waiting.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sHRS32byCk/TVbOD9xWXlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jw7sm65PVLM/s1600/bullet-classic-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6sHRS32byCk/TVbOD9xWXlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jw7sm65PVLM/s320/bullet-classic-7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572868156434046546" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-2745420130097877468?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/2745420130097877468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=2745420130097877468&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2745420130097877468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2745420130097877468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2011/02/royale-living.html' title='&apos;Royale&apos; LIVING'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-00euee6wP7o/TVbMvNcIImI/AAAAAAAAADk/H0OqPkRE3Vg/s72-c/168289_10150360665280720_846450719_16578850_5920128_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-8043111245935510574</id><published>2010-10-17T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T08:25:08.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a tweet</title><content type='html'>If money could buy happiness, I was trying to buy it...(though my bank balance is zero)....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-8043111245935510574?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8043111245935510574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=8043111245935510574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8043111245935510574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8043111245935510574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2010/10/tweet.html' title='a tweet'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-4998737386566335141</id><published>2010-08-23T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T06:26:03.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time for a review...</title><content type='html'>It is almost 2 months that I have been with the world's second largest soft co. And I have started to like the job, quite dearly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a 'no non-sense' company...perfectly straight forward in things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right from the selection process it was obvious..they didn't conduct an aptitude test..they didn't even ask me to introduce myself in the interview...they didn't ask any routine HR questions...they cared only for the technical abilities...because that it is what they needed the most...They didn't say that you should wear this and that...they didn't say that you should come at this time to office and leave only at other...They don't have an attendance system..And they were pretty straight forward in their figures too..They pay exactly what they quote... looking back, I realize that there wasn't a better place for me to fit in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still it took me time to come out of DEShaw hang over..But I should admit that I am perfectly happy now...Stepping inside, I reckon , that there wasn't a single concern at the backdrop to disturb me... I remember that it was not the case when I had changes in my status quo...When I moved into DonBosco,when I stepped in NITC,always there was some sort of fear at the backdrop...But I was and am at complete ease  in this wonderful environment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now  the challenge is to not get carried away..to maintain the same passion for the things I love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-4998737386566335141?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4998737386566335141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=4998737386566335141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4998737386566335141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4998737386566335141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-time-for-review.html' title='It&apos;s time for a review...'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-2341879731483608889</id><published>2010-03-18T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T10:16:37.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some more blah blah blah....</title><content type='html'>I have  made some very important decisions in the last few days...&lt;br /&gt;Let me summarize it here so that I wont forget it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I wont do MBA or Mtech or anything of that sort .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So happily here is an end for my learning career.&lt;br /&gt;I just  dont want to attend classes,  simply for the sake of attendance without even listening for a minute. I just don't want to study those bloody case studies which I would have to do, if I join a management Institute.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Five years down the line I would have started my own enterprise.&lt;br /&gt;(My passion. My dream.. the very thought pushes my adrenalin...Never mind if I am  a failure..I simply want to do it..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.In five years I would be the best stock market analyst in kerala who can guarantee a return of 25% per annum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dats all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-2341879731483608889?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/2341879731483608889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=2341879731483608889&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2341879731483608889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2341879731483608889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2010/03/some-more-blah-blah-blah.html' title='Some more blah blah blah....'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-7379619253834666760</id><published>2010-01-22T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T05:26:37.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ritu....</title><content type='html'>Watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Syamaprasad's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ritu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...Nothing extra ordinary , but here and there it touched the heart..The last film that I  watched with wet eyes was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Blessy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Thanmatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...So it has been a long gap after that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cinema is a powerful medium of communication..I enjoy a film  when I could relate myself to it..when the scenes brings some nostalgic memories to my mind..but genuine creativity in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;malayalam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; industry is not visible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jeOumyTMCI8%22"&gt;I saw a talk&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sunitha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Krishnan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , narrating her fight against sexual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;trafficking&lt;/span&gt;...It was another touching narration that communicated to the heart..It mad me think " Who are real heroes ? "...We often miss-interpret excellence as heroism..What we see in the lives of stars around , whether it be from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;field&lt;/span&gt; of sports,film,business or politics , they are mere '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;excellence&lt;/span&gt;'...And heroism is much more than that..And sadly, the society fails to appreciate it..I salute the wonderful life of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sunitha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Krishan&lt;/span&gt; and wish I had half her courage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how uncaring are we ( or perhaps I ) to the society..Some days back I heard that one of the cooks in my mess was suffering from cancer..An age old man who had retired as the chief cook and continued to work as a temporary staff , that too a 12 hour shift daily for a meager wage of Rs 150..I had eaten many of the '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Dhosas&lt;/span&gt;; and '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Pooris&lt;/span&gt;' made by him..perhaps the second person to have cooked for me after my mother..But still haven't made any enquiry about his health..busy with my own preoccupations in my own world..&lt;br /&gt;Truly shame on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to some pep thoughts...Had been wishing to systematise my life for a long a time..but not even a single attempt made in that respect..Things are not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;diffrent&lt;/span&gt; in 2010 too..as lazy as ever...Has not forayed into the field of literature so far..Now it is time for it too..Wish to learn many things like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jyothisham&lt;/span&gt;,Finance,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Phsycology&lt;/span&gt; and so on..and also the art of programming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about 92 days left as student...(Mixed feelings :)  )  and enjoying each and every moment of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;RK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-7379619253834666760?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/7379619253834666760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=7379619253834666760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7379619253834666760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7379619253834666760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2010/01/ritu.html' title='Ritu....'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1007237412063983773</id><published>2009-12-02T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T10:29:37.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meditation and its methods...</title><content type='html'>I am not an expert in meditation, Nor do I know its methods..But here is a rough outline for those who wish to do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let your body be clean and let the surroundings be complementing.(A vedic chant in the background during sunset and sunrise would be compelling).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.Chanting any known manthras would provide a smooth start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Start with observing the surroundings.Pay attention to the sound,sight and other senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Closing your eyes draw the attention to your body elements.Meditate on each and every part of it. Picturise yourself as a strong unit ready to take the mental race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Do pranayama a  few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Slowly concentrate on your breath.Breathe in and out rythamically.Try to add it to a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Turn your attention from your breath to your mind.Watch your mind as an outsider.Slowly the thoughts would settle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice regularly till you attain perfection in all the stages. There should not be any attempt to control the mind.It should be set free , only to be settled on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this the higher stages.&lt;br /&gt;6.Meditate on any chosen image,idea or anything of that sort.&lt;br /&gt;7&amp;amp;8. Hope to fill it at any later stages of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done anything of it. So do it at your own risk :) I have simply summarized&lt;br /&gt; what I have heard so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1007237412063983773?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1007237412063983773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1007237412063983773&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1007237412063983773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1007237412063983773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/12/meditation-and-its-methods.html' title='Meditation and its methods...'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-7664127433456427915</id><published>2009-12-01T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:24:59.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the hours of  meditation...</title><content type='html'>" Japakodi gunam dhyanam&lt;br /&gt;  Dhyanakodi guno Laya&lt;br /&gt;  Layakodi gunam ganam&lt;br /&gt;  Ganathparatharam nahi "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret for not having studied any art forms ,music or anything of that sake. Could start even now , but I am too impatient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatness of music or dance is that it takes the performer to a completely independent world. A world where one forget about ones own existence, something which Rishis and Yogis try to achieve through meditation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am through a restructuring phase of my life. By restructuring I simply mean disciplining myself for some great work(of course, still unknown).Has to work out a plan for it..Hope this wont be another futile attempt as countless occasions before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing myself gudluck&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-7664127433456427915?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/7664127433456427915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=7664127433456427915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7664127433456427915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7664127433456427915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-hours-of-meditation.html' title='In the hours of  meditation...'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-214205237311365988</id><published>2009-12-01T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:12:45.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DE Shaw...  :(</title><content type='html'>So the drama has reached its climax...DEShaw has visited the campus and has taken two..&lt;br /&gt;Cannot help confessing that I am filled with asooya...They wanted people to build "Complex Trading Systems " and that was what exactly I could offer them, as my adrenalin gets pumped up at the very thought of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as Geetha says "Sambavichethellam Nallathinu , Sambavikkan pokunnathum nallathinu .." . Don't know whether I would have qualified for the interview , could I sit for it.Had I cleared the test , I believe that I had a fair chance. But clearing the test was always on cards.Otherwise  I would have risked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to get some good technical stuff at Oracle. Some years down the line, I hope ___________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-214205237311365988?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/214205237311365988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=214205237311365988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/214205237311365988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/214205237311365988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/12/de-shaw.html' title='DE Shaw...  :('/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-3163309849656902633</id><published>2009-11-25T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T14:32:57.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of my favourites...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;എന്നും നിന്നെ പൂജിയ്ക്കാം&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; പൊന്നും പൂവും ചൂടിയ്ക്കാം&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; വെണ്ണിലാവിന്‍ വാസന്ത ലതികേ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; എന്നും എന്നും എന്മാറില്‍ മഞ്ഞുപെയ്യും പ്രേമത്തിന്‍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; കുഞ്ഞുമാരിക്കുളിരായ് നീ അരികേ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;എന്തിനു വേറൊരു സൂര്യോദയം&lt;br /&gt;നീയെന്‍  പോന്നുഷസ്സന്ധ്യയല്ലേ&lt;br /&gt;എന്തിനു  വേറൊരു  മധുവസന്തം - ഇന്ന്&lt;br /&gt;നീയെന്നരികിലില്ലേ&lt;br /&gt;മലര്‍വനിയില്‍...വെറുതെ...&lt;br /&gt;എന്തിനു വേറൊരു  മധുവസന്തം&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;നിന്റെ നൂപുര മര്‍മ്മരം ഒന്നു&lt;br /&gt;കേള്‍ക്കാനായ് വന്നു ഞാന്‍&lt;br /&gt;നിന്റെ സാന്ത്വന വേണുവില്‍ രാഗ&lt;br /&gt;ലോലമായ്‌ ജീവിതം&lt;br /&gt;നീയെന്റെ ആനന്ദ നീലാംബരി&lt;br /&gt;നീയിന്നും അണയാത്ത ദീപാഞ്ജലി&lt;br /&gt;ഇനിയും ചിലംബണിയൂ... അണിയൂ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;വരുവാനില്ലാരുമിന്നൊരുനാളുമീവഴി&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; ക്കറിയാം അതെന്നാലുമെന്നും&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; പ്രിയമുള്ളൊരാളാരോ വരുവാനുണ്ടെന്നു ഞാന്‍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; വെറുതെ മോഹിക്കുമല്ലോ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; ഇന്നും വെറുതേ മോഹിക്കുമല്ലോ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; പലവട്ടം പൂക്കാലം വഴിതെറ്റി&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; പോയിട്ടങ്ങൊരുനാളും പൂക്കാ മാങ്കൊമ്പില്‍&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; അതിനായി മാത്രമായ്‌ ഒരു നേരം&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; ഋതു മാറി മധുമാസമണയാറുണ്ടല്ലോ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;വരമഞ്ഞളാടിയ രാവിന്റെ മാറില്‍ ഒരു മഞ്ഞു തുള്ളിയുറങ്ങീ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; നിമി നേരമെന്തിനോ തേങ്ങി നിലാവിന്‍ വിരഹമെന്നാലും മയങ്ങീ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; പുലരിതന്‍ ചുംബന കുങ്കുമമല്ലേ ഋതുനന്ദിനിയാക്കി&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; അവളേ പനിനീര്‍ മലരാക്കീ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; വരമഞ്ഞളാടിയ രാവിന്റെ മാറില്‍ ഒരു മഞ്ഞു തുള്ളിയുറങ്ങീ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; കിളിവന്നു കൊഞ്ചിയ ജാലകവാതില്‍ കളിയായ്‌ ചാരിയതാരേ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; മുടിയിഴ കോതിയ കാറ്റിന്‍ മൊഴിയില്‍ മധുവായ്‌ മാറിയതാരേ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; അവളുടെ മിഴിയില്‍ കരിമഷിയാലെ കനവുകളെഴുതിയതാരേ ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; നിനവുകളെഴുതിയതാരേ അവളെ തരളിതയാക്കിയതാരേ ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; വരമഞ്ഞളാടിയ രാവിന്റെ മാറില്‍ ഒരു മഞ്ഞു തുള്ളിയുറങ്ങീ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; നിമി നേരമെന്തിനോ തേങ്ങി നിലാവിന്‍ വിരഹമെന്നാലും മയങ്ങീ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; മിഴി പേയ്തു തോര്‍ന്നൊരു സായന്തനത്തില്‍ മഴയായ്‌ ചാരിയതാരെ ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; ദല മര്‍മ്മരം നേര്‍ത്ത ചില്ലകള്‍ക്കുള്ളില്‍ കുയിലായ്‌ മാറിയതാരേ ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; അവളുടെ കവിളില്‍ തുടുവിരലാലെ കവിതകളെഴുതിയതാരേ ? മുകുളിതയാക്കിയതാരേ ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt; അവളേ പ്രണയിനിയാക്കിയതാരെ ? (വരമഞ്ഞളാടിയ..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-3163309849656902633?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/3163309849656902633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=3163309849656902633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3163309849656902633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3163309849656902633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-of-my-favourites.html' title='Some of my favourites...'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1721587079422257908</id><published>2009-11-20T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:00:35.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>സ്വപ്നങ്ങള്‍ക്ക് ചിറക് മുളയ്കുമ്പോള്‍ ... :)</title><content type='html'>A random line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When the gong strikes at NASDAQ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : Courtesy, Mr Valoor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1721587079422257908?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1721587079422257908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1721587079422257908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1721587079422257908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1721587079422257908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='സ്വപ്നങ്ങള്‍ക്ക് ചിറക് മുളയ്കുമ്പോള്‍ ... :)'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-8899122458507532979</id><published>2009-11-14T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T04:33:40.607-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A turning point'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Placement'/><title type='text'>A turning point...</title><content type='html'>Well It was the first Interview of my life..bt was at home as I had no intention of joining it and as all eyes were on DE. der I am ,with my first glimpses  of the T&amp;P office , the most relaxed one.. observing the tensed faces around..It was fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It(The Interview) started with a Tower of hanoi..I managed it..And a lot of easy questions followed..My confidence slowly increased..I felt I could answer any question under the sun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it all changed suddenly in the second round..was asked bubble sort..couldnt write d program!!!!thought it was all over..bt again I regained d momentum..this time I was ready to answer any question,perhaps other than algorithms..bt He did not allow me to make a show off....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said , "I am a person who tend follow my heart..If I love something I would do it..else I wont"&lt;br /&gt;He : "So would you quit Oracle If you are put in a project which you dont like ?"&lt;br /&gt;Me(With a huge smile) : "Most probably , I would.." (hihii...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I was selected in the first round itself..As d person who had interviewed me in the first round was d head of the team..He might have been impressed..and dere I am..with my first interview success...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all unexpected..nothing short of a miracle...the most important part of it is that, I and Sangeeth is going to be together again..So I can continue to learn from this brilliant genius..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was something which had been eating my mind for d last 6 months..I was dreaming it..I was living on it..And at times, I couldnt handle the pressure..Now it is a great relief..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course , der is also a sad part to it..Many dejected faces came out along with us..It is grueling to sit for  5 to 6 interviews  and at the end of the day , u r informed that u r not selected..I know that something better awaits them..bt still I share their sorrow..and my prayers 4 them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is time 4 me to redefine my goals..something else to dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS : But still, Mr.Asw.. , Y did u take me even without answering bubble sort ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-8899122458507532979?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8899122458507532979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=8899122458507532979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8899122458507532979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8899122458507532979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/11/oracle-experience.html' title='A turning point...'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-3065750980338499537</id><published>2009-10-27T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T05:11:50.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some more staggered thoughts...</title><content type='html'>I used to wonder , why I write a blog ?Of course it is a good time pass.Often it takes a lot of time and at other times it comes quite naturally.One thing I have noticed is that it gives clarity to your  thoughts.Those ideas which are vague in your mind, when tried to put down become crystal clear.And I enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some more thoughts.The last one week had been pretty exciting.I had been trying to master the "art of programming" and had some success in that respect.A couple of weeks practice from now would take me to a better position.So some partial success in that respect.Everything is clear as far as the programming language is concerned.Now all that remains is increasing the speed at the designing phase.Will be working on it after one month.I have got a partially completed project in my pocket.If I could complete that in a week , there I am!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was thatva time,here at NITC. Was a bit nostalgic about last year..the sleepless nights I had, desperately trying to design the bulls and bears..finally two continous night outs to get the registration software up and running..everything flashes through the mind quite often.Overall it was good show this time, but could have been better..I am increasingly alarmed by the lack of seriousness that is being observed in the junior years..And often it made me extremely disturbed..I wonder whether NITC would have the same name and fame some 10 years down the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the events, the one which stud out was the Lecture series. It was thoroughly professional, I should say. Though I could attend only a couple of them, it was a good experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Suhas Gopinath, who started a company at the age of 13  gave a lecture.He shared his 8 year old entreprenueral career which was a great source of inspiration.Well,couple of weeks back , I could not think of missing out DEShaw..All my career plans were built around it.I knew that there are many more deserving and capable people in the campus..But still ,my mind could not part with the thought..It was so powerful that I had many sleepless nights.To be honest, I don't have the least expectation of clearing even its test..But still, I could not free my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation is certainly different now..I was mad about DEShaw , probably because of the excitement of saving every penny ,and then four years down the line starting something on my own, with a reasonable capital(Of course , the adrenalin flow at the thought of working for a financial instituition is much more than that) ..but after the talk, I started to think , Why wait four years?..Well, No answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  also happened to attend the talk by Dr Prabhakaran Paleri..here are the few points which I liked ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Do not run after money.It is like the horizon.The more you go near ,the more backwards it move.But when you move away from it, it tends to follow you.Also do not make it a point  that you would start living after earning so and so amount.Open your life...&lt;br /&gt;* it does not matter which job you end up in the initial years of  your career.Because career is a marathon.The early starters need not necessarily make it to the finishing line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have written a lot.This was the one which I could complete after a lot of partially wriiten saved drafts..Had some sort of writing dilemma..Happy that I could overcome it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div 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Shaw..'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1741023700688442693</id><published>2009-09-27T20:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T20:29:46.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ഹരി ശ്രീ ഗണപതയേ നമ:</title><content type='html'>ഇന്നു വിജയദശമി..ഓര്‍മവെച്ച ശേഷം ഒന്നു രണ്ടു തവണയേ പുസ്തകം പൂജയ്ക്ക്  പൂജയ്ക്ക് വെയ്കാന്‍ പറ്റാതിരുനിടുള്ളൂ  ...&lt;br /&gt;ഇന്നു ഇവിടെ NIT യ്ക്ക് അടുത്തുള്ള ഒരു അമ്പലത്തില്‍ പോയെങ്കിലും അവിടെ എഴുതാനുള്ള സൌകര്യം ഒന്നും കണ്ടില്ല..അതുകൊണ്ട് ഇപ്രാവശ്യത്തെ  എഴുത്ത് ബ്ലോഗില്‍ ആവാം  എന്ന് വിചാരിച്ചു..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;അക്ഷരങ്ങുളുടെ ലോകത്തേയ്ക്ക് എന്നെ കൈപിടിച്ചു നടത്തിയ എന്റെ പ്രിയപ്പെട്ട പൊന്നു ടീച്ചറെ മനസ്സില്‍ ധ്യാനിച്ചു കൊണ്ടു ഒരു 'ഹരി ശ്രീ ഗണപതയേ നമ : '.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;സ്വന്തം&lt;br /&gt;രഞ്ജിത്&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1741023700688442693?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1741023700688442693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1741023700688442693&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1741023700688442693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1741023700688442693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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I used to wonder how the situation would be when it comes to our batch.I was trying hard to sort my fellow friends into groups.Also I didn't know where to put myself.... I don't know it   right now too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how do I view the situation right in front of me? For me it just reflects the fundamental truth about human psychology.."The urge for sex and personal gratification is one of the basic desires of human mind "..So it is all about sex and personal gratification..The first among them- Sex ,need no mention , as we all know its effects.Now the second-Personal gratification..A sense of feeling important among the peers..feeling that one is important to a person ,feeling important in the social circle ..Some satisfies  the desire  when they acquire the love of someone,some feel so when they amass wealth, and for someone else it is power..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when there are two people with the same level of personal gratification desire, such things as elections become inevitable. Now all rights and wrongs are built around it.And in such a situation it becomes a hard choice for the rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struck with the word 'sex' a few lines before.And I feel that I have enough substance now to write about things like love,crush etc..May be later..&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time have a look at &lt;a&gt;http://imaloafer.blogspot.com/2008/07/life-without-girlfriend.html&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says , if you don't have a girl friend,she can't dump you..I loved it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I wind up , here is a small extract from a recent chat conversation with someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His status message:- "The wait is over..Finally she is mine.."&lt;br /&gt;Seeing this (quite eagerly) ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q        :-                da..ആരാടാ അവള്‍ ?&lt;br /&gt;Reply :-         ഹി ഹി ഹി&lt;br /&gt;Q        :-               da ..പറയടാ..plz..&lt;br /&gt;Reply :-       ഹി ഹി ഹി&lt;br /&gt;Q        :- da..       അവള്‍ തന്നെയാണോ ?&lt;br /&gt;Reply :-        അവസാനം  അടിച്ചു‌  മോനേ...ഹി ഹി ഹി ..&lt;br /&gt;Q        :-              da ..ശരിക്കും?!!!!!!!!! ...ഗായത്രി?e???&lt;br /&gt;Reply :-        പിന്നെ ഗായത്രി!!! നോക്കിയിരുന്നോ ഇപ്പൊ   കിട്ടും :)&lt;br /&gt;Q        :-                 പിന്നെ ആരാടാ  ? collegileyaano?&lt;br /&gt;Reply :-       കോളേജിലെ thanneyyaa...&lt;br /&gt;Q        :-                   parayada...&lt;br /&gt;Reply :- suppli (സപ്പ്ളി)  ..ഹീറ്റ് transfer പേപ്പര്‍ ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that ends it.It was an incredible way to look at life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-2390767788440352577?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/2390767788440352577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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...'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1497009307580052007</id><published>2009-09-01T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:30:07.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ഹാപ്പി   Onam</title><content type='html'>ഒരായിരം ഓണാശംസകള്‍ ........&lt;br /&gt;ആര്‍ കെ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1497009307580052007?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1497009307580052007/comments/default' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-3431121578205436292</id><published>2009-08-27T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T07:40:32.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ആദ്യത്തെ മലയാളം പോസ്റ്റ്....</title><content type='html'>ഇത്ര നല്ല ഒരു ടൂള്‍ ഉള്ള കാര്യം  എനിക്ക്&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; അറിയില്ലായിരുന്നു...മാരകം....&lt;br /&gt;സംമ്മതിക്കണം....ഗൂഗിള്‍ റോക്ക്സ്....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ആര്‍ കെ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-3431121578205436292?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/3431121578205436292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-5317460568598110497</id><published>2009-08-22T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T11:02:32.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Into d final Year....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So another post after a long gap...May be the thought about placements has been eating the brain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up d last three months..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The much awaited  vaccation(hopefully d last one)...results out...another miraculous escape with an 8 point( to be precise 8.14)...a bit of reading on operating systems and DBMS..some data structures too..(I had said that programming is an art..and I was ambitiously trying to master it ...)an uncompleted endeavor with minirel..A very descent 'thalloottam'(quarrel)  with amma..2 extremely hard weeks..and finally back to her laps... a couple of spoken english classes..A couple of reunions..one with plus two friends and the other with kindergarten friends(ya,i mean it)..Life's first sights of a 'BAR'..Thats all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last 3 weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 companies..GS,NetApps,ThoughtWorks,McAfee...failed to clear the aptitude tests..(2 of dem was written with the intention of getting through..)it exposed my strength and weakness...now  3 months of preparation before dat 'final' shot :)..decided on major project.."An actor based library in C++ for concurrent programming in Distributed systems",courtesy Pramode Sir and some disturbing experiences that was born out of  a 'communication gap'...:):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to note down the Onam message from Paleri Sir(The man who continues to amaze me with his humility and wisdom):- "Be Happy...Don't seek it outside,don't seek it in the future..Attain it through your good conduct.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On S7....The freedom of not having  labs... hardly goes for the classes..almost everyday is a Sunday...sleeping at its peak...Fallen in love with JaundiFranc(JDF) and d great SeaQueen Hotel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats all...Naale Athamaanu...Oru Onam koodi..(d first without my muthassan..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  happy onam to my beloved reader(s)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-5317460568598110497?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/5317460568598110497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=5317460568598110497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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brandy...not bad( hm!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;compsci rockz..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day by day ,,the thought of a startup is increasingly filling the mind..&lt;br /&gt;All through the exam days , I was finding hard to concentrate..The meaninglessness of the whole academic drama, ..the call of the inner self to follow the heart and passion.. Truly soul searching days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-8694389392539874466?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8694389392539874466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=8694389392539874466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8694389392539874466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8694389392539874466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/05/conitnued.html' title='conitnued....'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-2331868926422739599</id><published>2009-05-13T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:39:45.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last vacation...</title><content type='html'>My exams are over..Now to the final year of student life.If there is anything that i wishes to accomplish as a student , here I have got the last chance..And also it means that the vacation that i am going to have is my last one..I wish to build as much memories as I can , so that I can cherish those while thinking about vacation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends are desperately trying for internships..The smartest of the lot have already got offers and the rest are pushing hard..Here I am , all lazy.. Why so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry some interruption..rest later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-2331868926422739599?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/2331868926422739599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=2331868926422739599&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2331868926422739599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2331868926422739599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-vacation.html' title='Last vacation...'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-7615895564170392716</id><published>2009-05-11T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T06:09:32.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I escaped..</title><content type='html'>This is to inform all my beloved readers that I escaped without getting&lt;br /&gt;mad..Now the question remaining  is whether I would escape without  getting an E grade..Kaathirunnu Kaanam..Ellam Jasine maminte kayyilanu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I did not waste much time in the exam hall..came out in between..Halla pinne..Ennoda Kali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div 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escaped..'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-5528299782030443244</id><published>2009-05-10T11:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:33:55.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going mad..</title><content type='html'>I have two options right now ..Either to study for tomorrow's exam and go mad..&lt;br /&gt;Or leave the topic...It's quite sometime since I started to think what to do ...&lt;br /&gt;Finally decided to follow the second way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why my brain has stopped working ...Nothing seems to  enter into it.Ellaam oru pukapole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sambavichethellaam  Nallathinu..&lt;br /&gt;Sambavikkaan Pokunnathum Nallathinu..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-5528299782030443244?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/5528299782030443244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=5528299782030443244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/5528299782030443244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/5528299782030443244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/05/going-mad.html' title='Going mad..'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-6467680126026043528</id><published>2009-05-09T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T08:17:58.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 To Go........</title><content type='html'>Just three more exams to go b4 the final vacation of my student life..Pretty happy that I have screwed myself up in the exams that have already been   completed...Have studied nothing 4 the next two exams...Completely nothing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means I have succeeded in getting the thoughts about GPA  out of my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-6467680126026043528?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6467680126026043528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=6467680126026043528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6467680126026043528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6467680126026043528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-to-go.html' title='3 To Go........'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-2961311005441931108</id><published>2009-05-03T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T10:21:47.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Compete Yourself</title><content type='html'>The other day witnessed the farewell function of our seniors.To sum up,it was a good experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Compete Yourself, Not with anyone else"-That was the advice given by Jasine Babu Mam to our seniors on the farewell day..Well I liked it. To  compete yourself..It means a lot.And I think there is no better advice to give on an occasion like that of farewell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I liked in the speech of most of  the faculties is that they wished everyone to be 'Happy and Successfull' and left the task of defining Happiness and Success to the individuals.Quite sensible advice from the faculties of a sensible department..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-2961311005441931108?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/2961311005441931108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=2961311005441931108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2961311005441931108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2961311005441931108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/05/compete-yourself.html' title='Compete Yourself'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1584289730700499687</id><published>2009-05-01T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T04:48:41.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long live recession!!!!</title><content type='html'>A quick post before I sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We have been informed by our placement rep yesterday that the placements which normally would have  started by next month wont be there.Nothing good has I heard in this semester.It means that I am going to have a full vacation...This is suppose to be  my last vacation.And I was a bit sad thinking that it may be cut short by the placement procedure..Thank God..Anyway That is  not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost the end of S6 ...The Herculean semester in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NITC&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Assignments&lt;/span&gt;,projects,term papers and labs..It was quite demanding.Today I submitted my last assignment and now all worries on the exams.I haven't gone for much of the classes.So no  idea about the topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an elective in Algorithms which I had taken.I had gone for its first class.And after that .........(I think u can make it out).I saw the Mam today.She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;remembered&lt;/span&gt; my name.And that was a shocking surprise  for me.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Compsci&lt;/span&gt; Rocks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to placements.My generation were made to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; that once you get into a prestigious institute like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NITC&lt;/span&gt; you can be assured of your future.But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;suddenly&lt;/span&gt; all on a sudden you are informed that you have been cheated.You realise that placements are not something that you can take for granted.Now this is something very special.And I am very keen to know how myself and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;batch mates&lt;/span&gt; will react to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I wind up , a few words about my batch ;I mean 2006-2010 Compsci batch.&lt;br /&gt;We took a bit of time to get closer.But now we are the best united branch in NITC.We are one well knit-not.And no other branch can claim so.  I can see that there are quite a few internal disturbance in all other branches.There every thing is being decided through elections..But here its all unanimous.I feel  myself to be lucky  to be a part of it.But the thought that only year remains is disturbing..I just cant think of parting  with them..This post is dedicated to all those in my batch who constantly make me feel that I am in a wonder land...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1584289730700499687?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1584289730700499687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1584289730700499687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1584289730700499687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1584289730700499687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-live-recession.html' title='Long live recession!!!!'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1263523650965123429</id><published>2009-04-09T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T05:20:41.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some staggered thoughts</title><content type='html'>Some days back  I was reading a famous speech by  Steve Jobes ,CEO of APPLE , which he delivered as commencement address in a University on June 12 , 2005.&lt;br /&gt;I felt after reading this, that nothing  has shaken me as vigorously as this piece of text. I don't remember  exactly as how many times I have read that speech . But I know for sure that this was something that my ears were expecting to here&lt;br /&gt;for a long time .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The central idea of the speech is something about 'Doing what you really love'.&lt;br /&gt;'You've got to find what you love,' Jobs says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some lines which I found striking,(I am sorry that it will be difficult to make out  anyhting without the complete text...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something  your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything  all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly&lt;br /&gt;important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma  which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well , It raised several questions in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Number one ..&lt;br /&gt;1) Am I doing something which I really love ?&lt;br /&gt;Number Two..&lt;br /&gt;2) Will I have the guts to follow my heart in the future ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily, I found the answers to these questions as positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I am certainly doing something which I really enjoys. I still gets excited at the topics from my subject Computer science and Engineering..so no regrets in that regard, But I am disappointed at the way the whole academic drama is scripted. I feel that I am a very bad actor in this play. But once freed from the thought of GPA ,then its a wonderful experience..the joy of learning, the ecstasy of experimenting..And of late I have build the courage to do only those which I really loves..The consequences are sure to be felt in the coming end sem results...But truly I dont care . Kishore once said "Dont rely on your GPA , but on your skill and knowledge to get a job " , and I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer to the second question requires a lot more thoughts and I would like time to answer it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1263523650965123429?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1263523650965123429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1263523650965123429&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1263523650965123429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1263523650965123429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-staggered-thoughts.html' title='Some staggered thoughts'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1455062434442524160</id><published>2009-04-06T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T12:24:41.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ragam Updates..</title><content type='html'>Ragam09 , the third ragam of my life was over a few days back..&lt;br /&gt;Here  are the stats(you won't see this anywhere else)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some 1395 external participants, 71 colleges.&lt;br /&gt;Final standings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;  &lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;College&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;Points&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;    1 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="500"&gt;NITC&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="250"&gt;                   402&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;    2 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="500"&gt;College of Engineering Thiruvananthapuram&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="250"&gt;                   265&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;    3 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="500"&gt;Govt. Medical College, Thrissur &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="250"&gt;                   263&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;    4 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="500"&gt;Sree Chitra Thirunal College of Engineering, Pappanamcode &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="250"&gt;                   184&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;    5 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="500"&gt;Mar Baselios College of Engineering &amp;amp; Tech., Nalanchira&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="250"&gt;                   97&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;    6 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="500"&gt;Amrita Vishwa Vidyapeetham, Kollam&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="250"&gt;                   83&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With about 350 participants CET rocked the campus..Thanks to one and all from CET..Special thanks to Sanu S Nair ,their team captain...With about just 48 participants, previous champions GMC thrissur came second. SCT under Lijo Mathew came third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what was the exact budget of the event..But it is something between 25 to 30 lakhs. A mammoth sum , indeed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is time for a small interospection.. Is Ragam growing ? Or is it moving in the right direction ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The numbers shows that it is certainly growing...From about 1110 participants,&lt;br /&gt;it moved on to 1395. Number of colleges increased from 60 to 71.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the saddest part is that Ragam owes a lot to the above 5 colleges for its existence..Minus these colleges , I am afraid that It is a big zero..Certainly these are painful confessions.. Ragam has become a professional college festival. The Arts and science colleges seem to ignore  it. Or the other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Ragam was all about pro shows , I would not have complained.None from Farook college , Devagiri college ( Calicut university Inter zone champions ) did turn up..If  1000 plus participants can come from the Thiruvananthapuram district, Why not atleast one from a college that is in the viscinity ? It certainly disappointed me..I was expecting something around 3000 , but not even half turned up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is high time we recognise our faults and make corrections.A detailed review later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1455062434442524160?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1455062434442524160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1455062434442524160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1455062434442524160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1455062434442524160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/04/ragam-updates.html' title='Ragam Updates..'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1282093685975435145</id><published>2009-04-06T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:57:42.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seeking your blessings...</title><content type='html'>Finally, the feared has happened..This vishu is going to be the first without my muthassan, without his routine 'kaineetam' and without the vishu sadya that we (I and my brother Syamu) normally takes sitting besides him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on second April 2009. I had a miss call from my father by about 10 am.&lt;br /&gt;An unusual call..perhaps that indicated everything.&lt;br /&gt;I called him back..He conveyed the usual statement used in such occasions.."Condition is critical.It is better you turn up fast.."&lt;br /&gt;I knew that everything was over and I hurried home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I realised that only Syamu and Ammomma were beside him in the last moments.It might have been extremely terrifying for a fourteen year old, yet he handled the situation quite maturely.They sent for a doctor and by about 11am it was all confirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The body was taken to Pambady Ivar Madam after I reached home.There you get to see the professionalism by which even deaths are handled in this 21st century. The 'chitha' was awaiting the body and in no time, it was ignited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With rich tributes&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1282093685975435145?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1282093685975435145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1282093685975435145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1282093685975435145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1282093685975435145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/04/seeking-your-blessings.html' title='Seeking your blessings...'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-8215973908008624869</id><published>2009-03-12T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:19:30.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To my loving muthassan...</title><content type='html'>I wish to write a post about my grandfather whom I call 'muthassan'.&lt;br /&gt;His name is Kadambat Sankran Nair...&lt;br /&gt;He is 84 now, and it seems, that I am going to miss him in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really searching for words..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to start..&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are getting wet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of parting with those people whom I dearly love , has been haunting me right from my childhood days..&lt;br /&gt;Now it  seems that I am going to face it..&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's inevitable, but still I wish ,&lt;br /&gt;may be one more year..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-8215973908008624869?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8215973908008624869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=8215973908008624869&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8215973908008624869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8215973908008624869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-my-loving-muthassan.html' title='To my loving muthassan...'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-6453060829681698886</id><published>2009-03-11T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:36:39.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want freedom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>The situation is really pathetic. I haven't started studying for tomorrow's exam.Have been watching Shewags brilliant record breaking&lt;br /&gt;hundred. Hats off to him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's  subject is mobile computing.&lt;br /&gt;It is an elective which I choose with a lot of interest.&lt;br /&gt; But everything is gone now.Truly ,I am going to get screwed.&lt;br /&gt;Thats is sure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always knew that GPA is highly immaterial as I do not plan to go for any higher studies(Unless and until I do not end up in a job) .But still the thought refuses to get into the subconscious. Devoting a major portion of your time, to something which you are not really passionate about, will always be unproductive.It's hell !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One and half years remaining as a student. 9 more series of exams. I am extremely bored and disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;Desperate to get out of this cage.Now has to develop a strategy ...So here I goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not at all satisfied by my student life..In the sense that many key skills which should have been developed by this time is lacking in me.&lt;br /&gt;So my first priority will be to develop those skills.After all I am going to be an entrepreneur..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With regard to the exams....&lt;br /&gt;If I feel like studying, I will study. Else, I wont.&lt;br /&gt;I wont let worries about the future to interfere here..&lt;br /&gt;I wont even think about the results..I am going to take it as it comes..&lt;br /&gt;If I am going to fail, I am gonna accept it..But I wont be studying the things which I really hate..&lt;br /&gt;Never ever , not even once I will let myself to regret about the bad results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again wishing myself Gudluck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-6453060829681698886?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6453060829681698886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=6453060829681698886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6453060829681698886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6453060829681698886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-freedom.html' title='I want freedom!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-8833490309123931297</id><published>2009-03-09T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T05:23:03.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its again the exam time....</title><content type='html'>I  simply cant write any more exams. Could someone help me out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have GPA of 8.3. I wish to have an 8 while I step out from the college.So I can afford to have one bad sem. But not more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying the last one and half years of  my student life by bunking almost all the classes that I can.And as a result, I have completely no ideas about the topics that are being taken in the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean while , the Ragam is fast approaching. To my surprise , I have been made the head of one of the committees..So enough things to eat the brain...This is the last Ragam for which I could work for. Next year, I will have to look at it ,as a mere spectator. Truly, the days of Ragam  are one of the most cherished periods of my life. First Shan, then Karthik  and this year its going to be Shankar Mahadevan along with Benni Dayal and Breathe , the band from UK. So this edition of Ragam promises  much more than the previous ones. We are expecting somewhere around 3000 external participants. So be there , to watch out  this cultural extravaganza.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-8833490309123931297?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8833490309123931297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=8833490309123931297&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8833490309123931297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8833490309123931297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-again-exam-time.html' title='Its again the exam time....'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-7428620541561542220</id><published>2009-03-02T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T05:08:07.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming to do SoC.......</title><content type='html'>Its again the summer and as usual the SummerofCode by google is about to start..&lt;br /&gt;I wish , I could obtain one project. There are many reasons for it ..Primarily, i will be free during May , June and July and there is nothing to "eat my brain" during the period. More than that , the excitement of doing some real stuff is what&lt;br /&gt;pushes the adrenalin. But , it seems that a lot of home work is required  to apply for the project.And unfortunately the month  ahead is supposed to be the busiest of my college life..To find time in between , is something really challenging..Wishing myself&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-7428620541561542220?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/7428620541561542220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=7428620541561542220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7428620541561542220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7428620541561542220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreaming-to-do-soc.html' title='Dreaming to do SoC.......'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-7197385084433173464</id><published>2009-02-27T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:21:10.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My experiments with Iacocca quotes...</title><content type='html'>"The discipline of writing something down is the first step toward making it happen."..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what Lee Iacocca has told.Today I decided to give it a try .&lt;br /&gt;With a lot of determination I sat down and wrote the things that were of high priority for me...&lt;br /&gt;1,2,3,4 and 5. There were 5 things, that I wished to have completed today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, its time 2 am.I am going to sleep after writing this.When looking back, there is only one thing from the list which I have completed..And that was the most simplest thing from the list(It  was to go to the ATM and withdraw some  money ..Actually I wrote this sentence as a reminder, not as something to be accomplished..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am not disappointed..At least I have got "one" reason to be happy...I will try this tip again ..And One day I may hit 100%..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually prioritizing tasks is really important in life..I am not very bad  at that , but only one problem, that I tend to  start with the least priority one and often get stuck there .As a special instance , I remember an occasion  before an exam. Studying for the exam was   certainly on top of my charts.But it also contained  such silly matters like cleaning the room etc &amp;amp; etc...Finally I went to the exam hall, with my room clean and tidy, with my nails cut and with my clothes hanging in the sun..I could do everything except studying.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thats 'me'..And I seriously expect that you are not different too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;Gud night (Gud morning ..its 3am what should I say now)&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-7197385084433173464?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/7197385084433173464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=7197385084433173464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7197385084433173464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7197385084433173464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/02/discipline-of-writing-something-down-is.html' title='My experiments with Iacocca quotes...'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-6853602130949852481</id><published>2009-02-27T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T03:18:42.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Lee Iacocca quotes....</title><content type='html'>"If you want to make good use of your time, you've got to know what's most important and then give it all you've got. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Motivation is everything. You can do the work of two people, but you can't be two people. Instead, you have to inspire the next guy down the line and get him to inspire his people. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My father always used to say that when you die, if you've got five real friends, then you've had a great life. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are continually faced by great opportunities brilliantly disguised as insoluble problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The discipline of writing something down is the first step toward making it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “If you want to make good use of your time, you've got to know what's most important and then give it all you've got.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If there is one thing upon this earth that mankind love&lt;br /&gt;and admire better than another, it is a brave man, — it is&lt;br /&gt;the man who dares to look the devil in the face and tell&lt;br /&gt;him he is a devil."-Sorry, I don't know who said this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-6853602130949852481?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6853602130949852481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=6853602130949852481&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6853602130949852481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6853602130949852481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/02/some-lee-iacocca-quotes.html' title='Some Lee Iacocca quotes....'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-4082649452767106819</id><published>2009-02-23T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T05:30:52.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rahman..Tuhje salam........</title><content type='html'>I salute the  one and only A R Rahman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It filled my mind with immense  pride when I heard that he won the academy awards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the world was lucky to have a glimpse of his brilliance...It is a fact that his compositions in Slumdog are not certainly the  best in his career..But it was more than enough to amaze the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A R Rahman has always been a wonder to me..In this world of plagiarism, the ingenuity that he keep in his compositions is simply amazing.. His shows to the world that 'Excellence is a journey , not a destination" through his career , right from  the "Chinna chinna Asai..."of  Roja to the latest "Jay ho..." of Slumdog millionaire.I remeber the year 1997, when I was in 7th standard or so, It was the whole India celebrating her 50th year of independence with the background music from his album "Vande Mataram..."..My eyes  were wet when I heard the words "Ma ..Tuhje Salam..."for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed are those parents, who could give birth to this extraordinary life..My salutations to them too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a big congrats to Rasool Pookutty...who made all malayalies proud..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-4082649452767106819?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4082649452767106819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=4082649452767106819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4082649452767106819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4082649452767106819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/02/rahmantuhje-salam.html' title='Rahman..Tuhje salam........'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-3551160362535213290</id><published>2009-02-21T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:24:38.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urekaa........</title><content type='html'>Finally I got a linux kernel compiled and installed.&lt;br /&gt;Again it was a trial and error method which costed me more than  8 hours!!!..&lt;br /&gt;I know thats pretty poor for a veteran in compiling packages..&lt;br /&gt;The problem was with initramfs ...I dont know what it stands for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is how I got it working...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Installed the Ubuntu source from Repo DVD.&lt;br /&gt;It was  downloaded to /usr/src.Unpacked it to a folder in  my home directory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the directory, the following commands..&lt;br /&gt;make menuconfig&lt;br /&gt;make-kpkg kernel_image --initrd&lt;br /&gt;That created  a .deb package&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just opened the package which started the installer and finally allowed it to install its own grub menu.lst file...And That was the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-3551160362535213290?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/3551160362535213290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=3551160362535213290&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3551160362535213290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3551160362535213290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/02/urekaa.html' title='Urekaa........'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-4775687970768232005</id><published>2009-02-21T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:11:14.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is D= A ∩ B ∩ C ?</title><content type='html'>Deepak sir of ECE (a viplavakari, I suppose. Well , I dont know him personally) writes in his &lt;a href="http://deepakwrites.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Let A = {Things which can increase the happiness of the larger society}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let B = {Things which I'm capable of doing well}&lt;br /&gt;Let C = {Things that I will enjoy doing}&lt;br /&gt;Let D = {Things I'm doing now}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC = A ∩ B ∩ C         &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(∩ denotes intersection)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is D = ABC? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is D a subset of ABC&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is D ∩ ABC non-empty, atleast? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Well I found these questions rather interesting..It is an abstraction to the line of thoughts which arise when one tries to define the meaning of life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-4775687970768232005?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4775687970768232005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=4775687970768232005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4775687970768232005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4775687970768232005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/02/deepak-sir-of-ece-viplavakari-i-suppose.html' title='Is D= A ∩ B ∩ C ?'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1371332374551737414</id><published>2009-02-09T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:33:18.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking entrepreneurship....</title><content type='html'>We all have dreams.It's these dreams that add meaning to our lives.And in a previous post I had mentioned about my dream . I thought of elaborating a bit on it.Well, when I started to think about it  deeper , a question arises in my mind. Is it a dream or is it a passion? An answer to that question clearly requires a proper definition of the words 'dream' and 'passion'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream , I suppose is rather passive.It is merely something that you wishes for.On the other hand passion is more active.It is something which eats your brain continuously.You think of it, you dream of it and you live on it. There is  not one single moment when you forget about it.It becomes an integral part of your thought process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is such passionate people who leave their mark in the society .You have Sachin Tendulkar who is passionate about cricket, you have Amitabh Bachhan ,SRK and the likes who are passionate about acting.One really gets surprised by seeing their energy levels.  It's the intensity of such passions that differentiate people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So the real challenge in our lives is to convert our dreams to our passions.Either you get passionate about something naturally or you develop your own passions.In both cases you can be rest assured that your life wont be the same after you make that transition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Well, so much of introduction before I really got into the topic.Basically I was trying to figure out what my passions are and what my dreams are.To be an Entrepreneur is my dream.One day I will change it to my passion.I don't know how to do that.But one thing is for sure , that I am really going to take my chances.I just don't worry about the results.And that gives me more courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                So you can expect "Vijayalakshmi Hospitals and Schools" across Kerala by the year 2040.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1371332374551737414?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1371332374551737414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1371332374551737414&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1371332374551737414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1371332374551737414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/02/thinking-entrepreneurship.html' title='Thinking entrepreneurship....'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1440577363257946367</id><published>2009-02-02T01:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T01:59:12.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass it by referance......</title><content type='html'>"How many parameter passing mechanisms are there in C ?"&lt;br /&gt;This was the question raised by Vineeth sir in the middle of a class.&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely shameful in stating that none except one(obviously it's Sangeeth)  knew the answer.&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's in the same NITC Compsci Department,which is ranked as one of the best in India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you are also the one who doesnot know the answer , then carry on  reading ,else come back for my next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is 1.&lt;br /&gt;You have only pass by value in 'C'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In C++ I suppose the answer is 2.&lt;br /&gt;Pass by value and Pass by reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;int f1(int a)&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;int f2()&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;int x;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;f1(x);&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the above program is an example of call by value. Nobody has any doubt there. And me too didnot have either.&lt;br /&gt;But the problem was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;int f1(int * a)&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;int f2()&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;int x;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f1(&amp;amp;x);&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;But should I call it ? Call by value or Call by reference.&lt;br /&gt;Certainly it is call by value.Have any doubts?Then a bit more clarification. '&amp;amp;x' is an expression.Its value is the address of x.&lt;br /&gt;And it is this value that is being passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now moving on to C++,we have Call by reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;int f1(int &amp;amp;a)&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;int f2()&lt;br /&gt;{&lt;br /&gt;int x;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;f1(x);&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it was an added feature in C++ . But C  is not lacking , sice it could acheive&lt;br /&gt;the merits of call by reference through "the powerfull pointers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that sums it up.Thank you for reading my first technical entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1440577363257946367?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1440577363257946367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1440577363257946367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1440577363257946367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1440577363257946367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/02/pass-it-by-referance.html' title='Pass it by referance......'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-4303363820977459147</id><published>2009-01-31T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:05:32.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now, something serious.........</title><content type='html'>I have always been modest in my dreams except possibly when I wished for a seat in this prestigious Computer Science Department of NITC. When I look back , the fact that  I could achieve almost all of my dreams , is something which surprises me .I cant figure out at least one , which I had to compromise with.&lt;br /&gt;So this gives me the courage to dream bigger.So here I goes...I am just penning it down, without any details, since my sessionals starts tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of a day when I could establish 14 hospitals across Kerala , 1 in each district.  I dream of a day when I could establish 14 schools across Kerala , 1 each district .And all of  them will be in the name of my sweet loving mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-4303363820977459147?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4303363820977459147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=4303363820977459147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4303363820977459147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4303363820977459147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/01/now-something-serious.html' title='Now, something serious.........'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-8405590081333433846</id><published>2009-01-31T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:30:40.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bravo !!!!!! I have found him out...</title><content type='html'>This post is in continuation with my earlier post &lt;a href="http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/08/ideal-prof.html"&gt;An ideal proffessor &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has all the qualities attributted there except that he takes attendance.So we are forced to attend his class..But he comes to the class quite rarely..He speaks quite rarely..Even if he speeks, not more that 2 people (who sits right under his nose),can hear. He shows the slides  faster than what would have been in an automatic slideshow- and as a result 40-50 slides per chapter gets covered in 5 to 8 minutes. Then comes the attendance, that roughly takes about 15 to 20 minutes.Altogether the class finishes in 30 minutes.And we are all left  to our own world of freedom.And all this happens in this prestigious institute of National Institute of Technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True to my heart , I should say that I would have loved him had he not put a test&lt;br /&gt;which contained the following questions.(Test had 5% weight age)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.A computer system has _____________ parts.&lt;br /&gt;a)2 b)3 c)4 d)5&lt;br /&gt;2._________ and______________ are....(I forgot the remaining part.But it is irrelevant.See the options)&lt;br /&gt;a)Synchronous b)Asynchronous c)Both d)None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-8405590081333433846?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8405590081333433846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=8405590081333433846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8405590081333433846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8405590081333433846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/01/bravo-i-have-found-him-out.html' title='Bravo !!!!!! I have found him out...'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1210840119685253545</id><published>2009-01-31T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T19:08:50.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From the good old priyadarshan film- Chitram</title><content type='html'>Ennengilum vellam adikkumbol, aduthoru pennundengil , parayaan itha oru dialog : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You are the light of loneliness, love of my heart , dew of my desert, tune of my song  and queen of my kingdom and I love you Kalyani(s) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1210840119685253545?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1210840119685253545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1210840119685253545&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1210840119685253545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1210840119685253545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/01/from-good-old-priyadarshan-film-chitram.html' title='From the good old priyadarshan film- Chitram'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-6032254709114700577</id><published>2009-01-24T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T19:39:20.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chill down plz.........</title><content type='html'>Its 3 am in the morning now. I am not feeling sleepy and hence thought of writing something. I don't have any topic at hand..so its will be quite blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;I just have an advice for myself, don't over work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one semester was really hectic. Bulls and bears absorbed nearly 100% of my free time. I remember that I was in hostel even during the onam holidays ,coding the software for it. The fact that event had to be called off in the previous edition was in fact increasing the pressure. I remember the sleepless nights I had,thinking about how to make it better. It was a constant struggle for perfection and a lot of effort had been put in its design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added to it was the hectic compiler lab. When looking back , the lab was not that difficult. But a lot of misconceptions lead to mere waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;Programming is really an art. But one has to really master it so as to enjoy it.Perhaps this was the first lab which introduced me to real programming.&lt;br /&gt;And along with that, my inexperience in C really coasted me a lot of time in the Networks lab. I remeber wasting hours so as to debug  silly mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the Tathva. The registration software was again under my responsibility. The people who were assigned the task of developing it really messed the things . It required two consecutive night outs before Tathva to get the things working.&lt;br /&gt;Altogether I was left with no time. And as a result I failed quite miserably in the sessionals.So it was a hard end sem . I remember that I studied for more than six hours on the days before the exam.That was highly unprecedented  in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should confess that I had my results. An SGPA of 8.2 was highly unexpected, courtesy Relative Grading.But I strongly feel that I heavily over worked in the last one sem . Even the vacation was worser with the work of mail server. I remember it was a 20 hours  work on those days. It clearly have drained me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these had presented me with sleepless nights and my biological clock has got changed irreversibly.Now I am finding it extremely hard to fall into sleep during night.Along with a lot of personal satisfaction this is the cost that I had to pay for doing two works which were really beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing Off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-6032254709114700577?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6032254709114700577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=6032254709114700577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6032254709114700577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6032254709114700577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/01/chill-down-plz.html' title='Chill down plz.........'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-562986666707308291</id><published>2009-01-23T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T07:45:22.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attendance</title><content type='html'>Well,its the same mundane topic.Attendance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate going to the classes and listening to the "-------    " that are uttered.&lt;br /&gt;Should attendance be made mandatory ? Clearly the answer is  No. And here are my reasonings........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The Attendance  rules are made by desperate professors who fear, that there wont be any students in the class once the rules are  waived. So thats an act of cowardice. Well, I simply feel pity on them. There are quite a handful of them in our colleges and their numbers are increasing.Its a social cancer which needs urgent treatment. I have found  quite a few professors in my life who have the courage to say that he/she would not be taking attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) After all , I am 21 years old. I had been undergoing the so called "Education" for the last 16+ years. So I am a veteran as a student. And any one with so much of experience will be able to learn by oneself. Thinking otherwise is really  an  underestimation of the capability of the student community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Learning is an art and it should be an enjoyable experience with enough  freedom to experiment. I have spent nearly 99% of my class timings for day dreaming. So all the experiments where done on the topic :"dreaming".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)There are a few number of lecturers who do not even have the right to step into a college campus. Asking the brilliant and vibrant minds of the country to listen to such foolish "idio.." is worser than killing them.Its a personal waste, a social waste and a national waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having made so much of allegations, I wish to look into it from a neutral point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     As far as I am concerned, perhaps the only purpose of a lecture hour is to give an introduction to the topic.The introduction should initiate the spark needed for further studies.It may  give an overview of the subject, so that when one start to read the topics on his own,he is ensured that he will have a smooth flow.Reading something , after having listened to its class , reduces the effort considerably.It gives him more time to think deeper into the subject rather than wasting time to understand the basic concepts. Clearly , that is what expected from an lecture hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately ,not  many knows this fundamental rule of teaching.And hence learning has become a routine process  before the exams, purely aimed at getting  grades.  I simply feel sorry for myself and for  the student communities of the present, past and future generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" A cigarette shortens your life by 1 minute, alcohol shortens your life by 10 minutes but a lecture shortens your life by 1 hour. ". Well, its a nude truth.So start bunking your classes if you don't want to lose any more .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-562986666707308291?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/562986666707308291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=562986666707308291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/562986666707308291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/562986666707308291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/01/attendance.html' title='Attendance'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-2622811814919175884</id><published>2009-01-20T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T04:27:52.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So that was a happy ending..</title><content type='html'>The mail server work is almost complete..And I don't have words to express my relief..Thanks to Sumesh Sir for entrusting us this work..Thanks to his company&lt;br /&gt;through out the period..He is such a wonderful person .&lt;br /&gt;Its the attitude that differentiate people..and I have not seen another person here with better attitude and dedication . He could have sit idle in his position as the faculty in charge of CNC. But he did many things here, the most important of which is the  internet  connectivity in hostels.Had that not occurred , 'Bulls and Bears ' would have been a tragic episode.And for that single reason, I owe a lot to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really an exciting period.I got to work with plate servers, for the first time in life. I had a glimpse of the wonderful world of open source technologies. It certainly charged up my entrepreneur spirits .. Certailny I can see the gaps in the demand and supply chain in the IT field which are too small for established companies to fill, but which is more than enough for a young chap like me who just want to make a living.So thank you sir, for presenting something which may eventually be termed as career defining moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-2622811814919175884?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/2622811814919175884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=2622811814919175884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2622811814919175884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2622811814919175884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-that-was-happy-ending.html' title='So that was a happy ending..'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-4788751201435000846</id><published>2009-01-12T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T04:18:33.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The great slokha from Bhagavad Gita</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000080;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;"No matter what conditions you encounter in life, your right is only to the works--not to the fruits thereof. You should not be impelled to act for selfish reasons, nor should you be attached to inaction.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Its the one that starts with "Karmanye Vaadikarasthe..&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;, something which I had posted before.But now only I found out a perfect translation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-4788751201435000846?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4788751201435000846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=4788751201435000846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4788751201435000846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4788751201435000846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-slokha-from-bhagavad-gita.html' title='The great slokha from Bhagavad Gita'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-7492781421073991777</id><published>2009-01-11T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T06:30:26.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>This blog post has got some peculiarity...Nothing special.Only that i have ventured to type it in vi.An extremely powerful editor , they say.&lt;br /&gt;I havent written anything after the start of the 6th sem.First two weeks have passed.The pending works of the mail server had kept me occupied these&lt;br /&gt;days.But I should say that everything have gone fine.And I am happy and to a certain extend proud to be a part of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have in my mind the day I sat at Arybhatta , hoping to get a seat in the CSE department  of this prestigious Institute.I still have in my mind ,the sleepless night before the counselling.The moment when Suresh Babu sir called my name as the last one in the list of students inducted to  the CSE Btech Batch, the Sayanapradhakshinam at Guruvayoor,then the first class by Dr. G U Unnikrishnan,the day I met my present room mate Kishore (National Second Rank holder in 10 CBSE Board Exams),the day I came out of the drawing hall after completing the drawing end sem,the day the first sem results were out,the second sem when I had the sleep of my life  everything is crystal clear in my mind. It was a struggle for existence in the first sem . I always had in my mind that I was not made for NIT,but now I should say that I have every reason to be happy..I dont mind the placement that I may get after this sem,I am not at all worried abt the grades that I may have while I step out of the college ..I should say that i am enjoying each and every bit of this college life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats the end of my first typing endeavor in vi.First impression:- Its not bad..Check it out if u havent done so.Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-7492781421073991777?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/7492781421073991777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=7492781421073991777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7492781421073991777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7492781421073991777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-332769756931038328</id><published>2008-12-18T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T06:05:41.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GnuPG and  Chksum</title><content type='html'>I am not a person to explain all the cryptographic theory that works behind pgp and chksum methods..Because I got only a C grade in the last endsem in the cryptography paper..But I can explain you how to use this tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you download a zipped file you can get its corresponding chksum(MD5,sha1sum  ,  sha224sum  sha256sum  ,sha384sum,  sha512sum  and so and so.)It will be basically a line which looks something like this&lt;br /&gt;959bdb934e3a72d256bfbd0122d996a73adb5d1f  gnupg-2.0.9.tar.bz2&lt;br /&gt;Now just create a text file ,give some name to it say a.txt and copy the above line to it.Place the file in the same folder which contains the zipped part.Invoke the terminal(of course in linux systems) and type&lt;br /&gt;md5sum --check a.txt&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;sha1sum --check a.txt&lt;br /&gt;so and so depending upon the sum that u received.If ur zipped file is untampered it will return 'OK'.&lt;br /&gt;So thats all about Checksum checking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to check signatures.&lt;br /&gt;Download the signature.say let the file that contains the signature be xxxxxxxxxx.xx.sig.&lt;br /&gt;Place the signature in the same folder which contains the downloaded file.&lt;br /&gt;Run " gpg --verify xxxxxxxxxx.xx.sig ". If everything is fine u should get an OK message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats for now......&lt;br /&gt;Bye,&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-332769756931038328?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/332769756931038328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=332769756931038328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/332769756931038328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/332769756931038328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/12/gnupg-and-chksum.html' title='GnuPG and  Chksum'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-3655439037098005589</id><published>2008-12-14T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T12:08:46.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill me please.........</title><content type='html'>I am so happy that I have to pen down it  some where. I have been assigned the task of setting up a mail server. I started the work last wednesday,and since then I have been glued to the computer .It has been a 100% devoted work but things were not coming in my way.And I could not free my mind  either, a sort of mental torture....And thanK God I finally could send a mail throug it.A desperate trial and error run has now been successfully completed..Kodos to me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result of the previous sem will be announced tomorrow...Feelings? Well, its a don't care attitude right now.And it has to be the same tomorrow.After all I am 21 years old (young,even though many here call me valyettan) and its high time to get freed from such silly thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-3655439037098005589?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/3655439037098005589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=3655439037098005589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3655439037098005589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3655439037098005589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/12/kill-me-please.html' title='Kill me please.........'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-2962231430840159667</id><published>2008-12-13T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T03:04:13.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Setting up  a mail server</title><content type='html'>Its vacccation time.But I am still at the college.The task assigned to me is to set up a mail server for the institue.&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays I am doing a lot of technical stuff that I plan to start a technical blog.&lt;br /&gt;Or at least I should have a blog that some body reads.Its nearly two years that I have been all alone in this blog world.But should say that I am a big fan of myself..and its the reason that I continue to blog regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pending list is now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The anatomy of B tech curriculum in computer science&lt;br /&gt;2.Falling in love with segmentation fault.&lt;br /&gt;3.The great great Bulls and Bears .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Compiler construction&lt;br /&gt;5.Mail server&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the above mentioned are technical stuff. Thats why i plan  of starting a technical blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-2962231430840159667?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/2962231430840159667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=2962231430840159667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2962231430840159667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2962231430840159667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/12/setting-up-mail-server.html' title='Setting up  a mail server'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-7697147402533929956</id><published>2008-12-04T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T08:21:40.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An end and perhaps a new beginning</title><content type='html'>Its the end of another semester.And as I had stated earlier an eventful semester.And I have managed to perform extremely poor in all the exams.Cheers to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But I strongly feel that  I have learned more things in this semester than in any other period of my life. So no worries about GPA.Also I could find answers to almost all the questions that prompted me to take computer science.Not big things , just simple matters like how internet works,what are protocols, how a compiler works etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Now its time to some serious learning.Things are getting clearer and clearer. The saddest part is that this could have been done earlier. A waste of two years is what it counts in the end.Pavam njan........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now should get back home tomorrow..missing amma and achhan  quite dearly..missing the  palakkadan kattu..missing the ambalakulam and the aalthara of kuttiyamkavu bagavathy kshetram ...missing the 'saranam vilikal ' of the swamimar.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-7697147402533929956?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/7697147402533929956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=7697147402533929956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7697147402533929956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7697147402533929956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/12/end-and-perhaps-new-beginning.html' title='An end and perhaps a new beginning'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-4328131130146023339</id><published>2008-11-19T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:08:04.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The art of living</title><content type='html'>There was a period, I suppose some where after the 1 st Sem that there was something at the backdrop of my mind which disturbed me quite badly.&lt;br /&gt;I was struggling to figure what I was doing at NITC.I have been a computer science student and still I did not have any idea what computer science is all about.The classes of maths, EC and Electrical was hell for me.I could never never understand why I should study bloody network theory,intricacies of motors,higher integeral and differential equations and the likes.Mugging highly useless 'substances' and vomiting it in the examination paper had become a routine exercise during the period.It was  all done when my mind was struggling  to find out what my dearest computer science could offer me. And it continued , perhaps till the end of fourth sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I intended to write something else.I somehow deviated from the topic.May be I would continue at a later stage.As usual,let me pen down its heading,&lt;br /&gt;"The anatomy of B tech curriculum in computer science".So two posts are pending now.&lt;br /&gt;1.The anatomy of B tech curriculum in computer science&lt;br /&gt;2.Falling in love with segmentation fault.&lt;br /&gt;Add to it,&lt;br /&gt;3.The great great Bulls and Bears , and lets make it three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now coming to the topic which I really wanted to write in this post.I have a feeling that I waste a lot of time in planning:&lt;br /&gt;Planning the days activities,Planning studies,planning future etc. And often much of the time is wasted on it.Not on the execution but on the process of planning.Now I think its time for me to stop that habit.Continuously worrying (or may be perhaps thinking about the future) is sure to kill you if you have surrendered to it.It makes the life hectic.Pointedness is what u require in your life.A complete dedication to what you are doing at the  moment, a state of 100% concentration.It makes the life more comfortable.It spares you a lot of time and energy.I have always felt that its not the tight schedule but the mental exercise of worrying about the schedule, really makes the life  miserable.I wish for the day (or perhaps a mental state to be more precise),when I could completely free my mind from all anxieties about the future, from all regrets about the past.I wish for the day when I could say 'I Live This Moment'.Good luck me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-4328131130146023339?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-5265717975203776339</id><published>2008-11-18T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T11:26:10.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good night!</title><content type='html'>A quick post before I get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply want to say to myself that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Karmanye vaadikarasthe&lt;br /&gt;Ma phaleshu Kadhachana"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-5265717975203776339?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/5265717975203776339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-294732399757694231</id><published>2008-11-14T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T20:49:04.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ending.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was my compiler lab exam. I had figured an E grade in the previous exam and hence yesterday's exam was a bit crucial for me.This is one lab for which I had spend nearly 80% of my study time.It was really great experience.But I had a terrible time in convincing Selina mam , that I did not copy and what I was showing was my own work. Mam seemed to come to the lab with a bit of prejudice.It felt to me that she had already made up her mind whom to give 'S',whom to give 'A' and whom to give 'F'.Once you make a good impression , its easy going. They will hardly look into your program.Else, Its going to be hard time.I was a bit disappointed at this.Because I was always bad at impressing someone with my communication skills. But soon I got used to it.And happily I got an A grade,yesterday. But the most happy thing is that Vigil,my lab partner, managed an "S' grade.:)Kudos to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this is a lab which taught me what programming is.Now I feel that I have become more confident to approach a problem.Programming is an art. And any artistic work requires immense amount of concentration,skill and taste. I call programming  an art,because programming requires all these.U need to have immense concentartion else you can be sure that you are going to mess up everything.By skill, I mean the ability to think and analyse.Thinking is the core of programming. Its really ammazing to explore different paths so as to solve a particular problem.And finally taste,well this gives you enough endurance or keep ur tempo till the last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The biggest reward of love is the feeling of love "&lt;/span&gt;.Similarly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;,"the biggest reward of programming is the feel of programming&lt;/span&gt;.".This is something to be experianced. I am happy that I had a bit of such an experiance in this semester first with 'Bulls N Bears' and then with the compiler lab. Now I am looking forward to the mini project.Want to make it great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already made up mind on the tpoic for the next post. Well its heading is going to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Falling in love with Segmentation Fault ".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats for now&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-294732399757694231?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/294732399757694231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=294732399757694231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/294732399757694231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/294732399757694231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-ending.html' title='Happy ending.'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-124202320120090255</id><published>2008-11-05T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T02:58:12.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another miss!!!!</title><content type='html'>As i was writing the previous post, another surprise was being taken.As usual I missed that too....&lt;br /&gt;Most of my friends were on their beds..But all of them received smses, informing that exams were going on.Many ran to the class,after wearing the dress.And  the remaining joined my company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hats off to all those who missed the test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-124202320120090255?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/124202320120090255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=124202320120090255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/124202320120090255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/124202320120090255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-miss.html' title='Another miss!!!!'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-596882266604846227</id><published>2008-11-04T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T03:01:27.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S5 Rocks..........</title><content type='html'>So here comes a post after a really long period....there were several occasions before when I started to put a post..I signed in to blogger quite a few times.But,each and every time I dropped out at the last minute.Well,it is not because that I did not have anything to say.In fact the semester(S6) was quite eventful in many respects.I have this dirty habit of allowing silly thoughts and matters to eat my brain,and that has been pulling me back.Its time to take another Art of living course, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to write about Bulls And Bears, the online stock market simulation game conducted as a part of tathva08.I wish to start it "Right from the beginning ",when the idea flashed through my mind,to develop a software for the same.And I am afraid that a post on it will be quite big,and that's the reason I had been postponing it.Any way it will be put up in a month or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other memorable happenings of this semester is that I failed for the first time in an exam . It was "the design and analysis of algorithm" paper which trapped me before the wicket.And that too,not once but twice.Happy going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the biggest advantage of this semester is that the teachers have stopped taking attendance.And bunking are at its peak.Everyone (I mean ,the Arrakkapodi boys),Usually goes for 2 or3 classes and bunks the remaining 12 or 13 classes in a week.So it is happy sleeping here.While I write this post,it is 11.50 am IST,the fourth hour networks class is going on, and I am sure that at least 5 of my friends will be still on their beds.Well I cant express this particular feeling.Great and simply great teachers! Long live NITC Compsci Dept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to all wonderful faculties of Compsci dept who have stopped taking attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;br /&gt;PS: I have missed all the surprise tests that have been taken in this semester.(Unlucky me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-596882266604846227?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/596882266604846227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=596882266604846227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/596882266604846227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/596882266604846227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-here-comes-post-after-really-long.html' title='S5 Rocks..........'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-5419952807781930843</id><published>2008-07-04T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:00:38.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again</title><content type='html'>A quick post...hasn't been blogging for quite sometime..reasons later..&lt;br /&gt;GPA : 8.38 an improvement of .05.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was busy on the works of bulls and bears for tathva..Sleepless nights..&lt;br /&gt;but not going as the way i thougt...Any way its not time to complain.I should concentrate on getting it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I changed the address.reason?Well,I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-5419952807781930843?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/5419952807781930843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=5419952807781930843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/5419952807781930843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/5419952807781930843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-again.html' title='Back again'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-7970579803271448494</id><published>2008-04-13T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:04:26.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy VISHU</title><content type='html'>I simply want to say  A happy vishu to one and all.....&lt;br /&gt;My end sem begins day after tomorrow.Almost all my friends are at hostel preparing their lessons . But I am back home enjoying the vishu. Reason? I simply can't afford to miss it.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forwrd for the vaccation...&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-7970579803271448494?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/7970579803271448494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=7970579803271448494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7970579803271448494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7970579803271448494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-vishu.html' title='Happy VISHU'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-30090700083015535</id><published>2008-03-04T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T21:31:37.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>awaitin Ragam</title><content type='html'>Its the end of yet another exam season. We had two SESSIONALS in a span of four weeks..And that was a bit demanding..&lt;br /&gt;Could perform well on most of the subjects except CO..Now the march towards Ragam 08 begins..I am afraid that it won't be having the vigor and energy of that of last year,but still it is Ragam and it guaranties something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exams have been eating my head for the last one month . It's a great relief now.Now should start to learn something . May be PHP or something else.Also I plan to make an entry into online trading. But have to learn a bit more so as to shine in this bear run..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now&lt;br /&gt;sIGNING oFF&lt;br /&gt;rk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-30090700083015535?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/30090700083015535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=30090700083015535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/30090700083015535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/30090700083015535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/03/awaitin-ragam.html' title='awaitin Ragam'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1213293110211980694</id><published>2008-01-31T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T07:08:47.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pox rocks at NITC</title><content type='html'>Never in my life  have I tasted chicken...But still I got Chicken pox.(How come?)..Well I don't know...Most of the students in my class was havingan experinxce of it..I was a bit afraid of it...So didn't dare to take any chance and hence soon ran to homeEverything was fine, And I was abt to step out  to college..Alas a kuru on my face detected by Amma,Confirmed that I have been infected..Soon sentenced to 2 weeks room imprisonment...Things were not different in the college..More and more students wre being affected and it was decided to shut the college for 2 weeks...Thank god I need not worry abt the medical certificate and othe hulaballas...Homeopothy treatment...Fruits at alternate intervals..everything fine but can't bear the usual food served without any salt...well that is the most horrible part ,I suppose..Advices poured in from all walks of life..People with and without any experiance of it started to dictate the fundas...Each phone call mad amma more and more tensed..&lt;br /&gt;Amma had a real tough time...She was worried abt it spreading to muthassan who is bed ridden.She took 2 weeks leave...and was there ready to execute my orders...I know that she was doing everything posssible from her part...But ocassionaly I used to pour my wrath on her, for there was no one else to shout.&lt;br /&gt;This post dedicated to her, for her wonderful company  during those hard days...&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1213293110211980694?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1213293110211980694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1213293110211980694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1213293110211980694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1213293110211980694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/01/chicken-pox-rocks-at-nitc.html' title='Chicken Pox rocks at NITC'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-3649850428196637428</id><published>2008-01-31T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T07:07:45.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNN IBN INDIAN OF THE YEAR</title><content type='html'>Sreedharan received CNN IBN INDIAN OF THE YEAR...&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to him..Sreedharan ,One of the most inspiring lives of contemporaryIndian society..In the rank of people like APJ, Mother teresa,Manmohan Singh etc..&lt;br /&gt;His name used to figure in various rankings of different magazines..Has made to the TIME'S list ,also a ususal name in India Today 50 powerful people...&lt;br /&gt;Well what does it really signifies?&lt;br /&gt;First of all it is really a morale booster for all those who have dedicated their lives forpublic service .Of course their selfless mind may not be longing for any recognition..But it is important to make them feel that INDIA really cares them..In a country where bollywood and cricket stars are worshipped near to GOD and wherePublic service is totally out of the lime light,such acts ,such awards, are badly required.It may not be making any difference in those people, who will certainly above such awards,but it inspires the Indian Youth to follow their foot steps.Also it may help them to think out ofblind star worship.&lt;br /&gt;We certainly need Film stars and Cricket stars..But what is their service to the country..Apart from filling thier pockets , how do they make the difference in the society..Perhaps theyentertain us for a few hours..But is that sufficient to have a demi god status?I remeberwhen there was a case in the Delhi High court, lawyers of BCCI pleading that INDIAN cricket teamisa private body, with its own private business and has nothing to do with the country..I wonder if at all a situation occurs, in which the Govt decides to float its own cricketing team and use the revenue from it to eradicate poverty, how many Sachins Or Gangulies will be there to resignfrom BCCI and play for the country. Certainly they say that they play for the country,but is it for thecountry? or for personal monetary benefits and fame, One is not sure.Of course among them tehre will be people who might be doing social service, but that is only a part time business andcertainly comes only after the case of those who have dedicated their lives for the cause of others.&lt;br /&gt;Personally , Sreedharan Sir is a great source of inspiration for me. May be because of the reason that he is a malluHe is a wonder to me , for that he works even at his 76th year(if I am correct)..His secrets..Yoga&lt;br /&gt;I salute PADMAVIBUSHAN Shri SREEDHARAN  and wish If we had more sreedharans...&lt;br /&gt;Signing OffRK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-3649850428196637428?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/3649850428196637428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=3649850428196637428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3649850428196637428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3649850428196637428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/01/cnn-ibn-indian-of-year.html' title='CNN IBN INDIAN OF THE YEAR'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-4260105744100155917</id><published>2008-01-18T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T06:07:16.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiring Inspiron!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>There is a lot to write and I wonder where to start from….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I had posted earlier, I’ve decided to buy a dell Inspiron notebook which costs something around 44k. I think dell’s policy of direct to customer will save a good amount. First u need not pay the commission that the dealers will charge you ,also there is no VAT which will save you some 2K.Altogether I suppose that it is a good deal, only that I will have to wait for some 3 more weeks. No problem. Quality comes with a price. It is somewhat a high end configuration. Dual (2) core of 2.GHz, 2 GB RAM, 2MB cache, 2Mega Pixel web cam (ya its all twos. Perfect coincidence.160GB hard disk) .Only that I will have to bear (both the cost and low performance) of Windows Vista. I tried to get a Linux version, not that I would use a pirated version, I simply don’t need. If it was an XP, I would not have minded. But Vista is horrible, I suppose. May be with 2 GB ram I can manage (and perhaps enjoy the aero experience.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the need of laptop at NITC is something that I wish to write in detail. Why I decided to buy one upon a “blade loan”. Well I don’t venture to write on it. It is perhaps a complex issue. Only that, I will have to be more disciplined to make the best use of it. NITC is a place where I have noticed myself being described as “Bagyavan” upon telling that I don’t have a laptop. That’s the way things go here…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-4260105744100155917?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4260105744100155917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=4260105744100155917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4260105744100155917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4260105744100155917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/01/inspiring-inspiron.html' title='Inspiring Inspiron!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-2497600789122531215</id><published>2008-01-08T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:34:04.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half naked fakir!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Thats what I felt, sitting near the operation theater waiting for my turn to get inside the 'STERILE AREA' for the first time in my life.I had a growth on my lymph node which I decided to operate. It was at Daya hospital Thrisur that I ended up. Two words abt the hospital;;;Good bulding, moderate rates, Good doctors but extremely poor system and extremely poor nurses. Thats my first hand feel abt it. No where else, I suppose, u would find a doctor attending the share holders meeting when he has got a lot of patients waiting outside for his 'Darsahn'. And the villian of the story is Dr Abdul Aziz. I can't help writing abt him, as the desperation I felt ,on having to wait for 3 hrs after getting a token no 3, is quite inexpressible.I will have to go there one more time but certainly I won't dare again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-2497600789122531215?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/2497600789122531215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=2497600789122531215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2497600789122531215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2497600789122531215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/01/half-naked-fakir.html' title='Half naked fakir!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1081426342348499402</id><published>2008-01-01T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T08:50:04.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy New Year to one and all...&lt;br /&gt;HAven't been blogging for quite sometime..Busy playing badminton..great game .should have started earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S4 rocks...truely rocks...The much awaited time has come...NO labs with physical work.ONly the work before the computer.Has got to learn a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing to host a virtual stock market for tathva 08. Started learning PHP..great learning experience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to take a lap top.Most probably that of DELL Inspiron...Everything is good except the delivery system.Siraj is having a real mess out there to get the laptop .His has been a wait of more than one month.&lt;br /&gt;Is this the customer care of such an international brand.Extremely shameful....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1081426342348499402?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1081426342348499402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1081426342348499402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1081426342348499402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1081426342348499402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-to-one-and-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-603222179590925043</id><published>2007-12-12T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T09:49:07.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8.31 CGPA</title><content type='html'>Well, the results are out. I managed 8.33. Not a good performance considering that I am the 30th in the class. But never mind. That is what I expected and happy that I got it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-603222179590925043?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/603222179590925043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=603222179590925043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/603222179590925043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/603222179590925043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/12/831-cgpa.html' title='8.31 CGPA'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-6746308978234462754</id><published>2007-12-12T09:45:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T09:45:44.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the mukkom experience</title><content type='html'>This time, It was the turn of myself and Manoj, for the same purpose. We reached there by abt 1 pm which meant that we had enough time to exercise our oratory skills. The journey to the school itself was astonishing. It was on top of a hill and to reach there one need to climb a 1 by 60 slope. So steep, that we wondered how the students were climbing this one, daily. Certainly a very good exercise and we mentally saluted the teachers and students of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached there during their noon interval. Had no difficulty in meeting the HM. He was sitting in their IT lab, (It is shame to call it as a lab,) an ordinary room with four computers. The HM was very happy on hearing our request. All her teachers had gone for training and she was worrying in finding some one to engage the students. She consented with her full heart. It was abt 1.10 pm which meant we had to wait for abt another 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice school, in the sense that you could enjoy nature it its very beauty. Only that,     nothing else. The classes were not completely closed which meant you can attend the&lt;br /&gt;10th std class and simultaneously listen to 9th std lectures. A lot of staring eyes made us feel that we had reached some other planet. Unlike at the Kunnamangalam School, no one introduced us to the students. We were heading straight away to the students. We both of us went to two separate classes. The very fuzz indicated that things were not going to be smooth for me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soon realized the mood of the students. Abt half the class was keen on listening, and others were not. I tried my level best to be as friendly as I could. Of course I had the entire class listening, but their comments now and then, indicated that they were not serious. It was a bit demoralizing. But I tried my level best to be serious and focused.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I went on the same way as I did in Kunnamangalam, only that the cold response might have affected my lecture. But I am sure at least a handful of them might have benefited from the talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored of typing, so winding up…&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-6746308978234462754?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6746308978234462754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=6746308978234462754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6746308978234462754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6746308978234462754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/12/mukkom-experience_12.html' title='the mukkom experience'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-2484725267659693584</id><published>2007-12-12T09:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T09:45:40.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the mukkom experience</title><content type='html'>This time, It was the turn of myself and Manoj, for the same purpose. We reached there by abt 1 pm which meant that we had enough time to exercise our oratory skills. The journey to the school itself was astonishing. It was on top of a hill and to reach there one need to climb a 1 by 60 slope. So steep, that we wondered how the students were climbing this one, daily. Certainly a very good exercise and we mentally saluted the teachers and students of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached there during their noon interval. Had no difficulty in meeting the HM. He was sitting in their IT lab, (It is shame to call it as a lab,) an ordinary room with four computers. The HM was very happy on hearing our request. All her teachers had gone for training and she was worrying in finding some one to engage the students. She consented with her full heart. It was abt 1.10 pm which meant we had to wait for abt another 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice school, in the sense that you could enjoy nature it its very beauty. Only that,     nothing else. The classes were not completely closed which meant you can attend the&lt;br /&gt;10th std class and simultaneously listen to 9th std lectures. A lot of staring eyes made us feel that we had reached some other planet. Unlike at the Kunnamangalam School, no one introduced us to the students. We were heading straight away to the students. We both of us went to two separate classes. The very fuzz indicated that things were not going to be smooth for me here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soon realized the mood of the students. Abt half the class was keen on listening, and others were not. I tried my level best to be as friendly as I could. Of course I had the entire class listening, but their comments now and then, indicated that they were not serious. It was a bit demoralizing. But I tried my level best to be serious and focused.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I went on the same way as I did in Kunnamangalam, only that the cold response might have affected my lecture. But I am sure at least a handful of them might have benefited from the talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored of typing, so winding up…&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-2484725267659693584?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/2484725267659693584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=2484725267659693584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2484725267659693584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2484725267659693584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/12/mukkom-experience.html' title='the mukkom experience'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-503642377456425585</id><published>2007-12-12T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T09:44:54.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no 3: career guidance</title><content type='html'>As I had mentioned in my earlier post, we had an exciting session of interaction with the students of Kunnammangalam High school. We reached there a bit late …Straight away went to the HM’s room, got the permission in no time…(The brand NIT really works.) One of the teachers guided us to10 I. It was a small class…There were some 35+ student, and I could read a sense of excitement in all their eyes…When we started to talk, there was pin point silence, which was great relief to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We introduced ourselves and explained to them why we were there…The term ‘career’ itself was quite unfamiliar to them, let alone all other things. We had planned for a 10 minutes pep talk so as to motivate them. We really wanted their attention through out the class and for that matter it was essential to charge them up. With that end in aim I began my Kathi…mentioning abt KR Narayanan, A P J Abdul Kalam, Alphons Kannanthanam, explaining in very detail how these people, irrespective of their poor back ground, worked hard to climb up the ladder in the society. We also wanted to convey that whatever their past be, there is enough time left to make a remarkable change in their lives. To assert that fact, I mentioned how Mr.Kannanthanam went on to become one of the top rankers in the coveted civil service examination after scoring a mere 43% in the SSLC. We tried our best to highlight the hard work, will power and perseverance behind the success of each of these persons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We realized that it is not enough to mention abt two or three great lives. It is sure to give them a push but that won’t be lasting. So I explained the story a person whom I know very well, who despite a not so good performance in SSLC, is earning something around a 30k. I explained how this fellow, with a taste of drawing, studied PHOTOSHOP and other related software’s and established himself in a promising career. Students were really excited when I mentioned that his clients are some of the top rated models and actresses in bollywood. That was more than enough to make them believe that u one need not get good grades so as to become successful in life. But we stopped our pep talk session by mentioning everything we knew about Sri P N C Menon, His early life and how he went on to become the richest malayali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it really worked, I suppose. We then went on to mention abt the higher secondary scenario, Abt HSE, VHSE, Diploma and degree courses. We did not want to do something and get out from there and we tried our level best to cover the minute details of each and every course. Students were really wonder struck when they heard that there are arts colleges in   India from where on passing out you get a salary of Rs 50,000.Students were keen on courses like B.Com and Journalism. We explained to them abt the courses like Company Secretariship .CA and Cost &amp;amp; Work Accountancy, that one should take parallel to the B.Com course so as to have a flying career in corporate sector.&lt;br /&gt;One of our aims was to break the misconception that only engineering and medicine are the promising career. I was really excited on mentioning abt the courses of Commerce stream, which I feel, that I would have chosen, had I known abt that sector in detail at the time of my career decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried our level best to highlight the importance of each course, and their career prospectus. Throughout the talk we tried to convey the importance of studying a subject that they really love and or they feel that they have a real taste in. Also we mentioned the importance of doing it from a reputed college…The students were really energetic and involved. They were elated partly because of the reason that they escaped from their routine classes, and may be partly because of the reason that they were hearing something of that type, probably for the first time in their life. We were trying to give them an aim for their studies, which we believe could be reflected in their SSLC grades too. When it was the time for interval, I had expected that all would be leaving so as to escape from our KATHI… But to my surprise and immense pleasure, they insisted on continuing the talk and that they didn’t want to go out…And that was a real energy booster for us, at least we got the group we targeted at, the group we believed, in whom, motivation and proper guidance could create wonders. We finally were forced to leave them when the long bell rang. Up on the bell not a single student stood up from his or her seat and we realized that they were interested in listening as long as we talk. But some how, we had to say good bye. And with  filled hearts of having done something useful, we stepped out leaving behind some copies of various national magazines which contained their annual rankings and other details abt various colleges…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experiences at Mukkom High school in thee next post………&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-503642377456425585?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/503642377456425585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=503642377456425585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/503642377456425585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/503642377456425585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-3-career-guidance.html' title='no 3: career guidance'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-896040199698711321</id><published>2007-12-12T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T06:10:15.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>divine soaps</title><content type='html'>I could not resist commenting on the ongoing trend in commercial serials or the so called soaps. It was exactly a year before that “swami ayyappan” turned up in asianet. Lured by its commercial success, many serials in its line have turned up. Some well accepted and some failing to make the presence felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Media, particularly the private channels have grown unbelievably and have reached a stage where they exercise considerable power over the way people in the society think and behave. But sad to say, that people associated with the industry are least aware of the responsibility that rest on their shoulders, i.e. to guide the society, along with providing the necessary entertainment. And as a result such programs with mere commercial targets will certainly run the society into a state of chaos and anarchy. The recent school shoot out at Gurgaon is just a hint to such developments. I remember, once seeing a serial in which the heroine was trying to commit suicide. It was so minutely shown, that one child tried to imitate it at the house and lost her life in the process. Who should be blamed? I think, right from the director, everyone who sees the serial; thereby supporting it has to bear the responsibility. A similar scene was telecasted yesterday in a very popular serial, and I was afraid whether such mishaps repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When considering such incidents, I think, it is a good development in making the serials with stories from Puranas. At least it will not be as bad as the usual “painkilies”. But I am shocked with the quality of the soaps that r telecasted now a days. Writers are interpreting the stories as they like so as to meet their commercial requirements. And as result “ayyappan” is acting like an ordinary soap hero. Only the sets have changed and their costumes. It is just like “the old wine in new bottle”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I remember being filled with extra ordinary bhakti, in my child hood days by seeing serials like “Jay Hanuman” and “Mahabharata”. But not only I feel pity for the viewers of today’s soaps, but also I am deeply alarmed, with its social implications. One may wonder what r their social impacts. It will certainly result in the degradation of religion and if religion dies the entire society dies as is evident from the situation in the western countries. I am afraid that Hinduism has become merely a religion of tales and stories; with the Hindu completely unaware of the rich philosophical message it carries so as to improve our life on earth. Perhaps the religion of Vedanta is the result of the work of millions of people through various centuries. But today the Hindu is behind mere idol worship. And that too has become a show off. And I don’t know where the religious leaders, who should be guiding the society, are? It seems that no body is worried abt the religion but abt the money it carries. I wonder whether there will be at least one in the entire Devaswom Boards, who could say at least the name of four Yogas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-896040199698711321?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/896040199698711321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=896040199698711321&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/896040199698711321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/896040199698711321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/12/divine-soaps.html' title='divine soaps'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-3154655865962938063</id><published>2007-12-12T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T06:09:10.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no  title</title><content type='html'>Now, hardly 4 more days left in my vacation. As expected none of the things mentioned in the earlier list has been accomplished. I completely forgot abt the list and the things mentioned there. Well, I am an expert in making a plan and not following it. Hardly can I remember a time where I have gone the other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the only thing productive that has taken place is that I have completed the basic course of “ART OF LIVING”. I am not in a position to evaluate the course, but certainly I wish to express my experiences. Well, I learned some yoga steps, the so called ‘pranayama’ and the coveted “sudarshanacriya”.   ‘Sudarshanakriya ‘  is perhaps one of the most  different experience of my life, something comparable to the shayanapradhakshinam  of guruvayoor. The experience of a person taking part in sudharshanakriya  vaaries a lot. It depends upon your involvement, the way u breathe, your lungs power, and your mental state. Basically it is a breathing exercise in a particular order as dictated by Guruji (Shri Shri Ravisankar) himself. His voice is played from a recorded cassette. In the basic course the kriya will be done twice, in consecutive days. Well, in the first day I did not feel much. Perhaps I was a bit lazy during the time. But the second day I was determined not to be lethargic. And the result was quite amazing. I could feel the currents passing through my body. It was as if I was shocked. I felt as if my heart has stopped beating. My entire body appeared to be vibrating. The experience would last for abt half a minute. For that period I could not involve in the Kriya. After that I would again start to breathe as mentioned, only to have the same experience once again. And it repeated for abt 5 times. Certainly it is a process, where you give your heart a very good exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I learned many things from the course. Now it all depends how I can apply it in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I won’t say that the entire course is interesting. But there are times where you can relate yourself to what is being mentioned. And those occasions gives you a different insight.&lt;br /&gt;I am a person who have made an enquiry abt the metaphysical terms like GOD, ATMAN&lt;br /&gt;etc. I was also astonished by the power certain GODMEN like, _________, __________ etc exercise in captivating the hearts of millions. Well, the only place where I could  get  a clear cut understanding of this complex subject is the writings of Swami Vivekananda. I recommend this book (the book on Rajayoga) to one and all, irrespective of your religion. It helps you in understanding your religion more. Also it helps you in not falling to the hands of false religious ________. I don’t know what to call them, hence putting a blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough on the subject, I suppose. My next post will be on the value education project we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-3154655865962938063?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/3154655865962938063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=3154655865962938063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3154655865962938063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3154655865962938063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-title.html' title='no  title'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-2418431828952382656</id><published>2007-12-01T21:46:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T21:48:00.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO:2  "LOVE"</title><content type='html'>"If you don’t have a fascination for the opposite sex, then you ought to see a doctor immediately." I don’t know the father or mother of this sentence, but I completely agree with it. I think a sort of fascination start to take place as early as from 4th STD…It takes some shape and from 7th STD onwards. Of course these r my beliefs and may be dubious.&lt;br /&gt;Well I studied in a boy’s school from 8th to 10th.And hence I don’t know much abt student psychology during these period…And it is hard to get attracted to someone who u see in the road side , however beautiful he or she may be…Perhaps those who went for tuition might have had good time…Well I don’t know….&lt;br /&gt;Plus one and plus two are supposed to be years of hard work… And there is no much time to think abt love for the regulars…Certainly I was not a regular but still I did not get fascinated anywhere…&lt;br /&gt;While repeating, I had decided that I would marry only a girl that I know very well…I am concerned abt the way the society goes…Also I was concerned with the way my hair goes. Had decided that I should find some one before I get complete KASHANDI…Well, nothing has gone in my way in that matter…&lt;br /&gt;You need to be extremely lucky to be your lovers first love…Well that doesn’t matter much , Whether u r the no.1 or the no.2 or so. It matters whether u get a partner who can really adjust with u.&lt;br /&gt;"The greatest reward of love is the experience of being loved…"I wished to have that experience, but I don’t think in the near future I will be able to…And also I don’t believe in experimenting…I should get it in the first shot… But the place I reached is not quite complementing…We do have girls at NITC…Most of them already committed, and to impress one among the u need to be extremely smart , let alone the case of a poor person who still feel shy to talk to girls…I only wish had I reached GEC or Amrita , for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;Campus love is still a great mystery for me, simply I don’t understand its chemistry…For most of them it is a time pass…And I have lot other works to have that time pass (kittatha munthiri certainly pulikkum)…For some it is a spontaneous flow of emotion, of the quest to love and to be loved…There will certainly be some serious ones…but I wonder abt their fate…Only I could wish them, with a great amount of jealousy, ALL THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;Certainly love has its danger…In the initial stages everyone will be ready to adjust so as to impress the opponent…Well that’s the experience of love…But the scenario changes when the feeling of possession has rooted in the mind. Each will be expecting the other to adjust and there arises, I suppose, all the problems. It takes a good EQ to handle all those things…Remaining thoughts, later.&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-2418431828952382656?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/2418431828952382656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=2418431828952382656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2418431828952382656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/2418431828952382656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/12/no2-love.html' title='NO:2  &quot;LOVE&quot;'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1523149000486963191</id><published>2007-12-01T21:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T21:46:52.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>review of s3</title><content type='html'>Well It was not much productive…..Before the start of the semester I had one thing in my mind…either to score good marks or to learn something…Well, I don’t think that I have accomplished either…Much of my time was wasted on unproductive study and preparing for the labs…I was not specific in my studies...And that is sure to reflect in my GPA…&lt;br /&gt;But never mind…I some how has come out of my laziness…I’ve certainly worked better than last semester…So I expect something around 8.15…Well this semester was easy to score. I only wish I had not bunked the classes in the last. Bunking has costed me dearly…I lost one surprise test which carries 5 marks…and almost lost another too…Will therefore think twice before bunking ….Hard earned lessons….&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whether we (or at least I,) learn something at NITC…When my friends at Amrita speak , It seems that they are speaking in Hebrew…I couldn’t understand a single technical term that they speak out…Today I jus heard about system programming, DSP , PIC and all those stuff? I wonder what they are…May be. I will come to know it in&lt;br /&gt;The next sem…Well can’t wait long…I can’t play stupid while talking to my friends…&lt;br /&gt;Certainly I loved the maths 3 course which was primarily statistics…It Was a great learning experience…Something I was longing to study…&lt;br /&gt;Also it was a great experience to be a part of tathva 07….Nice three days , had we not lost one among us…&lt;br /&gt;Also it was the project that we did as a part of the value education course was another different experience…For the first I went out of the walls of NITC for an academic purpose…Thanks to Snellar and Sangeeth for their wonderful company…More abt it in another post…&lt;br /&gt;Well, C mess was great in the beginning but had its decline in the last couple of months…&lt;br /&gt;Thanx to all the crew there who fed me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a couple of failures…first we thought of practicing yoga daily…We( I and Kishore) bought a mat each and had the initial classes under Vaidyan’s guidance...But stopped sooner…Of course yoga is not suited for NITC life…One can’t expect to get up at 6 in the morning when one sleeps at 1 or 2…Another hard earned lesson…&lt;br /&gt;Then we started walking in the morning and soon wished to convert it to jogging…It continued smoothly for a week or so and had the same fate as for yoga…But we hope to revive it in the next semester….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1523149000486963191?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1523149000486963191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1523149000486963191&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1523149000486963191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1523149000486963191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/12/review-of-s3.html' title='review of s3'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-3217969305187157260</id><published>2007-12-01T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T21:46:14.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO:1</title><content type='html'>Here is my first one …&lt;br /&gt;It’s my action plan …&lt;br /&gt;1 to create a better under standing of c++ and file handling...&lt;br /&gt;2 to begin the preparations for the cat 09&lt;br /&gt;3 to learn python…&lt;br /&gt;4 to practice meditation so as to improve my dying memory…&lt;br /&gt;5 understanding JAVA&lt;br /&gt;6 create an action plan for the coming one and half years…&lt;br /&gt;7 start the practice of jogging…&lt;br /&gt;LOT TO ADD… I shall update the list as and when I remember&lt;br /&gt;Signing of&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-3217969305187157260?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/3217969305187157260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=3217969305187157260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3217969305187157260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3217969305187157260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/12/no1.html' title='NO:1'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-7585591406879597799</id><published>2007-12-01T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T21:45:16.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams over</title><content type='html'>My vacation has started…..Now abt 20 days of ultimate freedom… Has got a lot to do…And a lot to write too..&lt;br /&gt;Well here r those topics that I wish to write during these days…Hope to complete the list sooner than later…Here I go…&lt;br /&gt;1 My plan of these twenty days...&lt;br /&gt;2 Review of S3&lt;br /&gt;3 Review of the NITC life so far&lt;br /&gt;4 NITC jargons…&lt;br /&gt;5 Plans for S4…&lt;br /&gt;6 A comment on "India is the place where people strive to become backward…"&lt;br /&gt;7 Campus LOVE and my love…&lt;br /&gt;8 Review of the political scenario in Kerala&lt;br /&gt;9 Two women (not girls) in my life….&lt;br /&gt;10 Effective study methods…&lt;br /&gt;11 My childhood days - a memoire&lt;br /&gt;12 Hard lessons from the Career guidance classes that we took..&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope to write in at least a few of these…After all I don’t have any regular readers and hence no tension on its completeness…But I shall try my level best to complete the list for myself sake…..&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-7585591406879597799?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/7585591406879597799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=7585591406879597799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7585591406879597799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/7585591406879597799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/12/exams-over.html' title='exams over'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-3150589906572706060</id><published>2007-11-22T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T06:23:54.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been a long time since I started to blog, myself being the lone reader.Never mind , I will go on as long as I've time to blog.Every time I log in, I hope to see some comments here and there..But alll useless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real war has started..  Yes the grand end sem...Finished already 3.......3to go...&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is PD...I think I tend to take it lightly...&lt;br /&gt;Alas the power has gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-3150589906572706060?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/3150589906572706060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=3150589906572706060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3150589906572706060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/3150589906572706060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-has-been-long-time-since-i-started.html' title=''/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-6065225384586038365</id><published>2007-11-16T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T02:49:08.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>havooooooooooo</title><content type='html'>The lab exams r over.. done pretty well, and should get  A in both..&lt;br /&gt;I got the simplest questions in both the labs...Thank god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now have to prepare for the end sem...It starts on monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sem well ,have taught me some hard lessons..I had my  bunkometer almost empty, which I had preserved  for the last days..And  I started bunking almost every hour.. But the teachers are too smart ...And the result,I missed one surprise test  and almost lost another...Total of 10 marks ......Wewll that counts to be abt .2 of GPA...But  It has taught me a good lesson .."THINK TWICE BEFORE YOU BUNK":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prediction of GPA ....Well should get 8.1. That means an improvement of .05...That's more than enough, I suppose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgot... I should have mentioned abt the class that we took in the KUNNAMANGALAM Hr Sec School on career guidance..It was a terrible experience...The most important thing is that I got a chance in public speaking  after a long time ...BOMBLASTIC...to sum it one word..Shall write in detail later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-6065225384586038365?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6065225384586038365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=6065225384586038365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6065225384586038365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6065225384586038365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/11/havooooooooooo.html' title='havooooooooooo'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-4821696952229985338</id><published>2007-11-10T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T20:55:58.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam mania starts</title><content type='html'>I am about to enter the hardware lab for my end sem exam...I shall admit that I am a bit tensed..so thought of blogging...Well any guess on the result...S,A,B? Should get atleast that....Shall continue after the exam...&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me....&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-4821696952229985338?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/4821696952229985338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=4821696952229985338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4821696952229985338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/4821696952229985338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/11/exam-mania-starts.html' title='exam mania starts'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-6622929587081985157</id><published>2007-10-27T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T10:54:25.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my lakshya</title><content type='html'>They say, if you don't have any aim in your life , you tend to become lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have decided to put down my targets(immediate targets)....&lt;br /&gt;1 Getting a placement in google&lt;br /&gt;2  Preparing a virtual stock market for tathva 08&lt;br /&gt;3  Clearing CAT 2011&lt;br /&gt;4 Starting my own firm in 2025..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my reasons here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Google is the best company to work for as ranked by many magazines. Also the name is widely recognized. So I wont have to explain much when somebody asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2Stock markets have started to amaze me from the time immemorial(at least from the time I started to read news papers) Also I wish to learn some serious pgming. Both together, A virtual stock market is the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 This something that I am not really sure of.So comments later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Well this my ultimate aim.I am not kidding.The reason  My principle" Doing own "kappalandikachhavadazm"  getting a 1C salary under someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's it&lt;br /&gt;Thank You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Please write some comments. If u Don,'t have any comments Write asdfg.... as comment . I want to make sure that at leat somebody is reading my blog...I really beg you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-6622929587081985157?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6622929587081985157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=6622929587081985157&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6622929587081985157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6622929587081985157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-lakshya.html' title='my lakshya'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-8219071403003840306</id><published>2007-10-21T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T21:18:20.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The man who turned Chrysler</title><content type='html'>Pooja days are over...back to college..&lt;br /&gt;This time too I entered the train and took a side seat.It's more than 10 times that I 've been returning through the  train...A not so crowded shornur passenger...But not a single time did some beautiful girl sit within my eye sight...Isint it really pity?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey bagavan theri maaya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sad to note that nothing productive did happen during the period...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it always used to be like that....&lt;br /&gt;I plan for twenty hours and end up doing not more than twenty minutes....Have to change a lot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've started reading Lee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Iacoca's&lt;/span&gt; autobiography. Brilliantly written that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; help reading it&lt;br /&gt;in the previous period.Thought to continue it this hour too. But sadly teacher didn't turned up.&lt;br /&gt;So ran straight into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;SL&lt;/span&gt; lab, and writing this post.Next hour is PD. Can't afford to play any prank over there.The teacher is so demanding...Very few teachers are like this...They not only take class, but ensures that you listens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-8219071403003840306?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8219071403003840306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=8219071403003840306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8219071403003840306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8219071403003840306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/10/man-who-turned-chrysler.html' title='The man who turned Chrysler'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-1696486237783943282</id><published>2007-10-21T02:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T02:06:52.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my career thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Wrote lot about careers and is going to take classes on career opportunities. The interesting part is that its time for me to decide abt my own career. Well the options are a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Get a placement and do an MBA after two or three years.&lt;br /&gt;Go for M-tech and end up teaching, doing research etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is time to start the preparations.  Well if the option is the first one, then I will have to invest in programming and in improving my English. Also a bit of corrections in the personality is required. And certainly I love programming but management I don’t know whether I will fit into. I love switching over to finance or perhaps finance plus programming. May be an MBA in finance will suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the other option, I can bear with two more years of routine book learning. The brand NIT will surely fetch me a pedagogical job somewhere and I love teaching, but certainly the research part I don’t like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well these are the conventional options. But what I truly dream is to have a start up of my own, to become my own boss. Certainly the challenges are a lot. I will have to invest thoroughly in personality grooming, to change myself from an introspective guy to a high energy extrovert. Somewhere in my life, I hope to fulfill this dream. Praying for Guruvayoorappan’s blessings …It’s signing off,&lt;br /&gt;                                                               RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-1696486237783943282?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/1696486237783943282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=1696486237783943282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1696486237783943282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/1696486237783943282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-career-thoughts.html' title='my career thoughts...'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-6778690258560540179</id><published>2007-10-21T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T02:06:18.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Career education .....</title><content type='html'>As I had posted earlier, we plan to take class on career opportunities in the local schools. The reason why we selected such a topic is something that would constitute this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a person of the opinion that each and every job has its own respect. So what is the point in going to schools and asking them or motivating them to be engineers or doctors or other high funda professionals, as, a country also need farmers, fishermen and all the like. Well here are my staggered thoughts on the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Inequality in the society is something that is incurable. In the 60’s, 70’s, or in the early 80’s, the options where very few, that everyone, whether economically poor or good, went to the same Govt. schools. Scholarships were quite handy at that time that deserving meritorious students could even spare something for their family.  Most of them from the backward classes (economically or ethnically) got somewhat the same opportunities at least in terms of primary and high school education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    But today the education sector is witnessing stark inequalities. It is impossible to compare the best school in a city with that of the worst. Education is supposed to be a man making process. But no molding is taking place in schools. Everyone tends to become the product of their own circumstances. Is this what is expected of education? The answer is exactly no. They should be guided to become the product of their own choices. For that there should be enough motivation from the schools that each and every one will be daring to dream high. The top priority should be for motivation and inspiration. And I suppose everything else will follow automatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   There is a huge difference in the exposure that a student from a good family gets and the one from a not so well off family.  This exposure will compensate to an extent for the lack of motivation in the former. And the result is that, majority of those from the local schools will stop studying after 10 or plus two. The attrition rate is an alarming 93% in India.&lt;br /&gt; Perhaps the luckier ones among them may end up doing a degree course with no purpose. I am not under valuing the degree courses. But what I think is that, only those with real interest in the subject should go for such courses and they may take up research and pedagogical jobs in their future. Other than that there is no point in doing a degree for the sake of doing it. One should investigate for the hidden talents and should select a course that would polish these inborn qualities. Or at least he or she should select a course that would fetch him a job. Instead what is happening is that much of the youthful energy during the period is wasted in Pancharayadi, vayanottam and watching each and every chavaru filim that turns up in the theatres. And when it comes to job taking, they become completely at loss.  Having betrayed by the education process, in a desperate move to fetch a job they spend enormous amount in computer education and the like,&lt;br /&gt;only to realize that they are cheated once again. This is the main problem we target at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other issue is perhaps the craze for engineering. Many are entering into this field without any taste. There are several well paid jobs in other fields like that of commerce and arts. But sad to say, that we don’t have not a single college in Kerala that will fulfill the minimum standards. And naturally we will have to go out and should try for the best ones. But what are their cut off’s? It is 95+ for the best colleges. Had it is known to the local students, I suppose there would have been at least a few, who would have given a try. (And I might have not seen the steps of NITC, would have been happy to be in SRCC or St Xaviers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that  all  these not simple problems that could be solved overnight. But as it goes “Annankunginum Thannalaayathu’.. Now have to prepare for it. Hardly two days are left. I’ve got a career education directory  and two or three INDIA TODAY’s  copies which contain their annual rankings of colleges. Way back I was the story teller of my class in my LP . But after that I have always remained pretty silent. Now it is time to open my mouth. A bit of fear and excitement, to sum it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-6778690258560540179?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/6778690258560540179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=6778690258560540179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6778690258560540179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/6778690258560540179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/10/career-education.html' title='Career education .....'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5583362418105564401.post-8304459030199076774</id><published>2007-10-17T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T21:11:07.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T2 over</title><content type='html'>Every time  I finish my series of exams, I run to the nearest computer centre  , to put down the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ecstasy&lt;/span&gt;  of having  completed the exams. Perhaps right from the childhood this was one moment when I feel something inexpressible., a sense 0f independence  or something like that,&lt;br /&gt;which suddenly overshoots in you at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt; you hand over the answer paper of the last examination to the invigilator. May be because of this, that I came out early from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; examination hall today. Not many had left the hall by the time I  decided to put a full stop.&lt;br /&gt;Simply I couldn't wait anymore and the 2 or 3 marks that I may lose as a result ,appears to me so insignificant at that time , though I may regret on getting the answer sheet back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way that brings an end to the T2(test 20)....Now into the most valuable days of the year..The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pooja&lt;/span&gt; days... rightly hailed as the independence day of the students academic calendar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going home today itself. My roommates had already left and I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt; last night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pooja&lt;/span&gt; plan?&lt;br /&gt;Well, have to prepare for a seminar on career guidance which we r planning to do as a part of our value education project. We plan to visit some schools in the locality and  share with them our experiences...I am pretty excited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; this as this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; that I was eagerly waiting for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;br /&gt;RK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5583362418105564401-8304459030199076774?l=odakuzhal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/feeds/8304459030199076774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5583362418105564401&amp;postID=8304459030199076774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8304459030199076774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5583362418105564401/posts/default/8304459030199076774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odakuzhal.blogspot.com/2007/10/t2-over.html' title='T2 over'/><author><name>Odakuzhal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04361821113310973398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dvOWzVUOvq8/Spyf_fl56YI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGUvSbx0VyM/S220/Image004.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
