Music Festival 2006

While browsing this morning, I found this interesting website with details on the December Music Festival schedule in Chennai. Better late than never, but I thought this would be extremely helpful for all those Carnatic music lovers out there.

Here, you can look for the music schedule either by sabha or by artiste. Contact/tickets/reviews et al can be found in the same site.

Have a musical month (Dec-Jan)!

Top 20 reasons to be a Woman

1. Free drinks, free dinners, free movies (you get the point)
2. We get out of speeding tickets by crying
3. New lipstick gives us a whole new lease on life
4. We can sue the President for sexual harassment
5. Brad Pitt!!!
6. No one passes out when we take off our shoes
7. We can congratulate our teammate without ever touching her ass
8. We have the ability to dress ourselves
9. We pout better (those puppy dog eyes always work!)
10. We're cuter
11. We lie better
12. We’re better manipulators
13. We have an excuse to be a total bitch at least once a month
14. We can talk to people of the opposite sex without having to picture them naked
15. We get candy, flowers and jewelry all the time ‘cos men screw up so often
16. There are times when chocolate really can solve all our problems
17. Our friends don't pick on us if we aren't sleeping with anyone
18. We’ll never regret piercing our ears
19. Most women actually look good in short shorts- men DON'T
20. If we’re dumb, some people will find it cute <grin>

Source: Internet

I Hate Being Good!

What better way to send a Christmas wish than through Bill Watterson's words? See what he has to say here...



Me too! <grin>

Happy Holidays!!!

A friendship, I hope will last forever

This post is dedicated to a special friend.

It is true that a professional blogger should focus on writing posts for the audience that frequently haunts one’s blog. Albeit I am not a pro, I did make a conscious effort at doing so during the initial phases of my blogging experience, which later turned into a personal memoranda of thoughts and opinions being poured into my personal space.

I promise to get back to blogging on more generic subjects after this one last personal post.

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Since the time I’ve been blogging, (which is about three months ago,) this friend has been constantly bugging me and been asking if he will ever feature in any of my posts, and if yes, what will it be about? Honestly, although I had promised him that there will be a post about him, I brushed it aside and didn’t bother to give it any serious thought. But now, thinking about it, I reckon, how could it hurt to write about someone whose mere thought/call/IM/email brings me immense joy!?!

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It was a little more than a year ago when I first met him on the Monday I first reported to my new employer. His desk, diagonally behind mine, remained empty till he walked in at 2:00 PM. Not that I am Miss. Punctual, but the fact that one could walk into work much after lunch hour, shabbily dressed, excessively grown scalp and facial hair, with a dull “like-I-care” gait, (all this with an easy air of confidence around him) at 2:00 in the afternoon, appalled me.

I instantly disliked him!

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Since then, he has made numerous decent efforts to win over my discomfort level with him and in the process created an utterly sweet relationship. I have had my share of a lot of close friends in the past that I am grateful for, but often, they are short-lived and fade away sooner than I expect it to. Mostly, because I slip away from keeping in touch and sometimes because they do. But I’ve never had any regrets; none at all; sometimes I wish to stop just for that; to stop with good memories and not risk what I already have…

Anyway, getting back to reality, here’s a note for a friend who has made a great deal of difference in me. I ain’t that great with poems, but here’s a sincere effort…

When in a friend like you, I will always cherish
All those days when the dark clouds did perish
In a jiffy, would you bring a smile on my lips
Then follows, the unmistakable trail of your annoying blips

Shine unto me every single day
Your chirpy self, all true and gay
Bind us together with the adhesive of love
Fit in together like a perfect glove

An email, an IM, a chat, a call
Keep me grinning until I roll on the floor and have a ball
Promise to keep bugging me with those noises
Believe me! To my ears those are the sweetest voices


I can’t thank you enough for all the snickers that I can’t count, the endless amount of luncheons, the innumerable milkshakes/juices …

Thanks Allen for being there for me, whenever I needed you, and whenever I didn’t :). You're the best thing that happened to me in a long long time!

* Hugs *

The Cries of Men in Agony!

IMHO, this post is in perfect timing for a Christmas message.

I received this forward from my sister yesterday, and since then, I had wanted to write out a narrative of what I thought about the forward, but then decided against writing. It turns out, a picture can say a thousand, nay, a million words… and so here it is.

Clearly, Christmas is not just a day to celebrate the birth of Christ, but also to follow what Christ preached, “Love They Enemy"

In conjunction to the above, rightly pointed out by my sister, I got reminded by a song I learnt in school about a decade ago! Here’s my attempt at recalling the song…

The world stands in need of Liberation my Lord
It still has to feel your power

The blind and the deaf
The dumb and the maimed
All need to feel your healing touch!

The world stands in need of Liberation my Lord
It still has to learn to love

There are those who have eyes but refuse to see the inhumanity that’s done
There are those who have ears but refuse to hear the cries of men in agony

The world stands in need of Liberation my Lord
It still has to learn to love

There are those who have mouths but refuse to speak against injustice done to others
There are those who have hands but refuse to help them out

The world stands in need of Liberation my Lord
It still has to feel your power

The blind and the deaf
The dumb and the maimed
All need to feel your healing touch!

The world stands in need of Liberation my Lord
It still has to learn to love

A silent prayer going out to all those differently abled men and women!