Tuesday, December 25, 2007


Christmas is a time for giving,
A time for love and joyous living,
For glistening splendor and lots of laughter,
Making happy memories forever after.
But with all the glitter, fun and mirth,
Let's not forget the Christ Child's birth.
And the peace that was meant to be.
Dear Lord, let it begin with me,
And may it spread throughout the earth
In celebration of our Savior's birth.
[Anna Beth Minyard]

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Winners never quit and quitters never win

Froggie thanks for the lesson, keep trying & never quit :)

Sunday, May 06, 2007


Pic Source : http://www.phrases.org.uk/meanings/top-dog.html

An underdog is a person or group in a competition, frequently in electoral politics, sports, and creative works, who is popularly expected to lose. The party expected to win is called the favorite or top dog. If the underdog wins, the event is known as an upset. These terms are commonly used in sports betting.
The origin of the word "underdog" comes from naval shipbuilding when the planks of wood were sawn for their construction. The logs of wood were placed over a pit on planks of wood called "dogs" (a bit like fire dogs). The senior sawsman stood on top of the plank and he was the overdog. The junior had to go into the pit and saw and of course he got covered in saw dust. He was the "underdog".
You are no match for her !
She will make mince meat out of you !
Not very encouraging words my daughter faces, but today she is facing a much more tougher opponent who is elder and bigger in her field of sport.
Even her coach has told her you have got nothing to lose as you are the underdog.
She might be smaller but she is definitely more athletic... Besides they have never come across each other.
My daughter says she feels nervous at the start. I have been at the same sport but in a team event where we could always encourage each other and knew there was someone behind you, someone to take the burden when you felt tired and someone to encourage you.
I can feel her loneliness, when all the hard work, blood & sweat spilt during the past year will be rewarded or just "DIDN'T WE TELL YOU SO" in the next few minutes
My heart goes to my daughter and i would like to see the victorious smile in her face :)
Well the underdog is sleeping peacefully(after her practice yesterday) till i wake her and i can't sleep so i thought i would share my nervousness :)

Tuesday, April 03, 2007


Did you wash your hair?
Getting late for school?
Got to comb the hair?....

Problems girls have which boys don't have.

All 0f us being boys never had any problems like the above.
Even now a close crew cut makes sure no extra attention
or time is spent on my hair. Even though my wife does not
agree with my crew(criminal) cut, i find it very comfortable.
Only God knows how my wife can manage her hair.

Anyway my daughters have been having short hair since
they were young. There were a few tears at the beginning
during haircuts but nowadays they say the teachers and
friends prefer them having short hair.
They seem to be happy and have got used to it. My wife has
promised them if they still want long hair, when they get older.
They can swim anytime they want, don't have to spend hours
on maintenance, less water - oil - shampoo.... my point of view.
My wife has experimented with long/short hair
and u know when she had short hair she just needed a couple
of minutes to get ready. Nowadays it takes a couple of hours.
Besisdes is there any other advantage in having long hair.
I actually find women with short hair more attractive and

Women with long hair seem....

What do u all think?

Friday, March 30, 2007

police, lawyer, prosecutor, judge and me

Very interesting incident happened a few days back.

A policeman dropped home and he had a small notice with him. It was regarding an investment we had made a few years back. one of the double your money schemes where we had invested in instalments. Instead of money doubling the company flew... along with our money. We all made a complaint and this was the result.

The policeman asked me to come to the court and collect the money (whatever the guy gives). After i signed it he said now don't be absent as u will be served a warrant :( if you waste the court's time by not coming on that day.

Finally made it to the court very early. After a couple of hours the policeman came, the lawyer, and the guy (representative) who owed us money. The guy said he could give only 30% and i tried to get more of my hard earned money. He said he only got so much and if i wanted more i will have to come for one more hearing, he knew people would not waste their valuable time.

The lawyer told me to read thro the pages and told me if the judge asks me i have to say that i am happy with the settlement... So finally the judge came and after a few cases they asked me to get into the satchi koondu(witness stand?) There was another old prosecutor and i came to know that he was the guy on my side.

Typist : Naan solvathellam sathyam (i will be honest)

me : sathyam(will speak truth)

Judge : Did they tell you how to speak and what to answerto me and in the court? (with a smile on his face)

me : yes, the lawyer told me what to say...

Judge towards the lawyer : so u already spoke to the witness and getting the witness to answer as u want?

Lawyer : no my lord, i was just showing him where to stand...

Prosecutor : How can u speak to the witness before the case and alaikalichify his mind?

Judge : Do u know the ethiri? ( i was stunned ethiri??? enemy??? then i realised that was the word used. ) - yes - did he pay u the full amount?

now i was a bit worried. i had told sathyam, so whether to say 100% or 30%, but i said 30%. He gave me a look as if i was the guy who was debted. i told him i was happy with whatever i got.

Judge : Don't be afraid of the ethiri...(enemy)

i was frightened that they might call me to the court for another day (one more precious day of my holidays). i told him i am very happy and felt sorry for the poor man who had a loss in his business. judge said u will be happy as u got the money in your pocket.

The judge repeated the minutes of the case to the typist and i signed the paper and came off the court.

Half a day spent... not bad for the money i got in return... a day at the court.
It was fun but then i didn't want to laugh loud ha ha ha :)

Monday, February 26, 2007

Life is Good :)

Going back home, bloggers.

Part of life i missed....

My son had his interview for joining school.

All the school teachers knew him as his sisters are already studying in the same school. Two of the teachers interviewed him and my wife said he sat there with a shy smile. He gave only one answer - Green. Thank God, they did not stir his mouth...

My daughters did great in their sports and i was not there to watch it. they made me feel proud.

marina beach family get together and milagai bajji's

marina beach... milagai bajji... seem to rhyme.

Life rolls on... let me do some catching up :)

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Pebbles and life :)

A good one... all should read!!!
Many years ago in a small Indian village, a farmer had the misfortune of owing a large sum of money to a village money lender. The money lender,who was old and ugly, fancied the farmer's beautiful daughter.
So he proposed a bargain.He said he would forgo the farmer's debt if he could marry his daughter. Both the farmer and his daughter were horrified by the proposal. So the cunning money-lender suggested that they let providence decide the matter.
He told them that he would put a black pebble and a white pebble into an empty money bag. Then the girl would have to pick one pebble from the bag.
1) If she picked the black pebble, she would become his wife and her father's debt would be forgiven.
2) If she picked the white pebble she need not marry him and her father's debt would still be forgiven.
3) But if she refused to pick a pebble, her father would be thrown into jail.
They were standing on a pebble strewn path in the farmer's field.As they talked, the money lender bent over to pick up two pebbles. As he picked them up, the sharp-eyed girl noticed that he had picked up two black pebbles and put them into the bag. He then asked the girl to pick a pebble from the bag.
Now, imagine that you were standing in the field. What would you have done if you were the girl? If you had to advise her, what would you have told her? Careful analysis would produce three possibilities:
1. The girl should refuse to take a pebble.
2. The girl should show that there were two black pebbles in the bag and expose the money-lender as a cheat.
3. The girl should pick a black pebble and sacrifice herself in order to save her father from his debt and imprisonment.
Take a moment to ponder over the story. The above story is used with the hope that it will make us appreciate the difference between lateral and logical thinking.The girl's dilemma cannot be solved with traditional logical thinking.Think of the consequences if she chooses the above logical answers.
What would you recommend to the Girl to do?Well, here is what she did ....The girl put her hand into the moneybag and drew out a pebble.Without looking at it, she fumbled and let it fall onto the pebble-strewn path where it immediately became lost among all the other pebbles."Oh, how clumsy of me," she said. "But never mind, if you look into the bag for the one that is left, you will be able to tell which pebble I picked.
"Since the remaining pebble is black, it must be assumed that she had picked the white one. And since the money-lender dared not admit his dishonesty, the girl changed what seemed an impossible situation into anextremely advantageous one.
MORAL OF THE STORY:Most complex problems do have a solution. It is only that we don'tattempt to think.Start your day with this thought provoking story and have a nice day.


A sardar went hunting one day in Ontario and bagged three ducks. He put them in the bed of his pickup truck and was about to drive home when he wasconfronted by an ornery game warden who didn't like sardars.
The game warden ordered the sardar to show his hunting license, and the sardar pulled out a valid Ontario hunting license. The game warden looked at the license, then reached over and picked up one of the ducks, sniffed its butt, and said, "This duck ain't from Ontario. This is a Quebec duck.You got a Quebec hunting license, boy?" The sardar reached into his wallet and produced a Quebec hunting licence.
The game warden looked at it, then reached over and grabbed the second duck, sniffed its butt, and said "This ain't no Quebec duck. This duck's from Manitoba. You got a Manitoba license?" The sardar reached into his wallet and produced a Manitoba hunting license.
The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said, "This ain't no Manitoba duck. This here duck's from Nova Scotia. You got a Nova Scotia hunting license?" Again the sardar reached into his wallet and brought out a Nova Scotia hunting license.
The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the sardar "Just where the hell are you from?"The sardar smiled turned around, bent over, dropped his pants, and said,
"You tell me, you're the expert."

That was a funny one i relly enjoyed.