<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:17:45.260-08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Ponderers'/><category term='Lecturer Mokkais'/><category term='The Alpha--'/><category term='drunkard sessions'/><category term='Eating'/><category term='Images'/><category term='photoshop'/><category term='Junior SPB'/><category term='Comic Class'/><category term='karthi'/><category term='Parings :P'/><category term='scent factory'/><category term='sight raman'/><category term='Careers'/><category term='homo'/><category term='Thinking'/><category term='Committed'/><category term='girls'/><category term='Junction dude'/><category term='Porter'/><category term='Kumaran - Lecturer man'/><category term='Down time'/><category term='Mahendran'/><category term='KPPVP'/><category term='comments'/><title type='text'>-- Life's Emotions --</title><subtitle type='html'>No punch dialogues....Only total kalasals...!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-8459495786797975698</id><published>2009-09-20T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T03:18:27.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><title type='text'>Types of girls..</title><content type='html'>Just aimlessly surfing the internet, I hit upon this post in an internet forum and thought it was a real good classification that we can all relate to..the types of girls..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 48, 93); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;CD-ROM GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is always faster and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;EMAIL GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every ten things she says, eight are nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;HARD DISK GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She remembers everything, FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;INTERNET GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to access. (pr0n ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;MULTIMEDIA GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes horrible things look beautiful. (make-up probably ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SCREENSAVER GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is good for nothing but at least she is fun. (My favorite !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;RAM GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She forgets about you, the moment turn her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;WINDOW GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows that she can't do a thing right, but no one can live without her. (Analogous to dumb-beautiful girls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;VIRUS GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also known as "WIFE''. When you least expect her, she comes, install herself and uses all your resources. If you try to uninstall her you will lose something, if don't try you uninstall her you will lose everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SERVER GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always busy when you need her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#00305D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'times new roman';color:#00305D;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;cool huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-8459495786797975698?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8459495786797975698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=8459495786797975698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/8459495786797975698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/8459495786797975698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2009/09/types-of-girls.html' title='Types of girls..'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-1529415371096219826</id><published>2009-09-01T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:53:33.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><title type='text'>Photoshopping days - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I started learning Photoshop CS3 since they started calling me 'graphics mark' for my amateurish depictions of kalasals about ppl. So, I thought "Why not learn the damn thing and do proper graphics work ?". I'm getting better and am now able to express myself more visually. A few of the amateurish and better 'art works'' are shown below: I have not uploaded some due to copyright issues (just fear that I might get killed! ) :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting with my favorite..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/Sp1RWrm1ncI/AAAAAAAAAiM/6P_2jdEsnD0/s1600-h/kumaporn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/Sp1RWrm1ncI/AAAAAAAAAiM/6P_2jdEsnD0/s320/kumaporn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376542980254834114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/Sp1Qu9UNfDI/AAAAAAAAAiE/p8BxekguceI/s1600-h/muthukrishnan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/Sp1Qu9UNfDI/AAAAAAAAAiE/p8BxekguceI/s320/muthukrishnan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376542297813777458" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/Sp1QRikLa1I/AAAAAAAAAh8/EaSnCghdofQ/s1600-h/kumaran1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/Sp1QRikLa1I/AAAAAAAAAh8/EaSnCghdofQ/s320/kumaran1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376541792416787282" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/Sp1NtWh_G4I/AAAAAAAAAh0/vbN7wM5GMH8/s1600-h/desktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/Sp1NtWh_G4I/AAAAAAAAAh0/vbN7wM5GMH8/s320/desktop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376538971687820162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/Sp1NIScAcEI/AAAAAAAAAhs/OCMIS6vkFJY/s1600-h/back+stab_hari1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/Sp1NIScAcEI/AAAAAAAAAhs/OCMIS6vkFJY/s320/back+stab_hari1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376538334933839938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/Sp1LwAVeP-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/SyOaJ9cU5-U/s1600-h/pari+chikn+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/Sp1LwAVeP-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/SyOaJ9cU5-U/s320/pari+chikn+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376536818246107106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanings to these pics always welcome !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2282712480203301755-1529415371096219826?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1529415371096219826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=1529415371096219826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/1529415371096219826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/1529415371096219826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2009/09/photoshopping-days-part-1.html' title='Photoshopping days - Part 1'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/Sp1RWrm1ncI/AAAAAAAAAiM/6P_2jdEsnD0/s72-c/kumaporn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-2249260876734101528</id><published>2009-09-01T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:20:33.837-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homo'/><title type='text'>Abnormality is an advantage !</title><content type='html'>After a certain incident, which I will write about in future that happened about 6 months ago, I got intrigued about gayness or homosexuality. I had once considered it as a 'freak show' put up by the people in the United states, as u find the wierdest of people there from attaching artificial stuff to their bodies to piercing all places curved and hollow..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once I was quite convinced that gay people existed even in India and was aware of indian gay sex talk (which is pretty disgusting for me), I tried reading articles and vidoes to find out what caused such an abnormality and also what they felt about women. It is pretty hard to differentiate a gay man from a striaght man, espcially in India, the place where I come from. I stumled upon a gay forum in which one of the users asked the forum members what their opinion was on seeing hot chicks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was shocked to hear that they actually realised they looked good physically but would never be sexually attracted to them. They found men sexually attractive even though a few of them were married and had kids. The interesting info I gathered from them is that they are popular with girls but since their thought process is like theirs and girls inturn would like have such people as 'friends'. The other thing is that gay men are the best at choosing clothing for women.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my conclusion is, take gay men for shopping, and girls, if some u figure out some guy thinks like you, its probably best to have him around ;) !. On a final note, from my personal observance diary, a gay man's mannerisms are girlish !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-2249260876734101528?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2249260876734101528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=2249260876734101528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/2249260876734101528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/2249260876734101528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2009/09/abnormality-is-advantage.html' title='Abnormality is an advantage !'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-68316515313259004</id><published>2009-05-03T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T06:45:42.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusing phase - Part 1</title><content type='html'>Just thought I d blog after a very long gap , probably just to take my mind off the sequence of events happening in my life right now... Hmmm..where do I start ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah..eating and sleeping, one of the 2 most important things in life, for which earn money atleast 5 days a week for.. My sleep schedule ranges from somewhere about 6 am to about 12 pm or 1 pm..Most of the time I am in the lab tryin to do my project only to find my project supervisor pile more and more work on me and never seems to get satisfied despite sleepless hours of work..(I reckon its some kind of negative psych thing, because the more u act rough, the more I try to desperately impress you..). Actually sleep is something I can imagine because my mind never seems to come to rest always thinking about the 'TO DO' list in my laptop. I m even thinking of recording my sleep hours , because for some weird reason I think I blabber technical data in sleep :- !!. What's even more weird is, I get dreams of my grandmother who died 10 years ago, who I have seen only twice in my entire life ??!!.. Is this all part of a phase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating, like most 'lazy' bachelors, I cook in such a way that I don ve to use the kitchen for the next 2.5 days and stock up the fridge with things like icecream, biscuits, flavored milk, juice and small good meats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have my project, which lasts from somewhere between 8 to 20 hours in a day, depending on how tired I am and how stoned I am or sometimes even how sleepy I am...As always I think of old times, when people used to tease me about my UG project, now no-one cant do that because what I am doing right now is worth the UG+PG+Ph.D even :P !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-68316515313259004?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/68316515313259004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=68316515313259004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/68316515313259004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/68316515313259004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/confusing-phase-part-1.html' title='Confusing phase - Part 1'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-3679729801069136991</id><published>2008-08-23T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T09:18:36.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunkard sessions'/><title type='text'>Fun at Final Year BE Project - Part 2</title><content type='html'>One of the people who was in the same told us of a place where they served home food but it was not an 'official' restaurant and was run by a brahmin joint family. We got home food there wen our tongues almost died eating in hotels!!. Ofocurse the place was always crowded and the setup of the place was just  a few benches and a stool to keep the plate and eat. Still remember that tony used to write his 'dhum' expenses as 'snacks' incase his parents catch him :D!! (Intha madhiri nerathla than moola nalla vel seiyum!!). I had no problems as such as my parents were abroad that time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on, we always used to get late because of the 'night' drinking sessions and get scoldings frm the external supervisor, neverthless we always told him that we were studying and he always believed us.. A couple of instances which made him believe us was; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1: One day on the way home he asked us "Do u guys drink ?", to which Antony instantly replied "Ofcourse sir!, we drink. We drink bisleri &amp;amp; aquafina !" (Dei akkava pathi pesna seruppu pinjidum !!) . God knows he would have thought wat big idiots we were !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2: Another one was "Enna pa enna pathi theriyathu, naan college la semms J.P pa. J.P na enna nu theriyuma ?", to which Antony replied "J.P na Jolly party ah sir?". To which he replied "J.P na jollu party pa".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We used to eat the Rs.5 meals there as we were not allowed to go out as BHEL was strict..And ofcourse Rs.1 kadala muttai after which we sat on some broken planks till the lunch got over and then went back to work.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BHEL closes at 4 30 pm, which is when the DGM becomes free and sits down to teach and talk with us till 7 30 pm. He manages to stay till then cuz his house is 2 minutes walk from there. We, however have an hour odd of travel to get to our house, when we have dinner and drinks before retiring to bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next morning, I get up at 9, wake up tony and get back to sleep till he gets ready and we leave at about 10 to reach there at about 11 am. Finally our project got over and we had to return to chennai. Mind you, it was fun neverthless ;) (Did I say fun ?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming back to chennai, Mr.KK was frustrated that we did a company prject when infact it was his intention that we take up one and apart from that BF No.2 claimed the project was a waste and that he needed some numerical analysis. We went back to our external supervisor who was no position to help as they did not use any numerical analysis software, so we had no option that to use the all famous "Keyence". We got the processes in the DPCM and converted them into sequential processes and then into ladder logic. One part over, we contacted the mech engg department who helped us out develop a simulation for the cutting sequence using their CNC software. Thanks to this man we learnt how to write use graphs to write cnc code.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, our project accepted we went for the final review. On that day I woke up late because of slides preparation the previous night and forgot my copy of the project report. Luckily, I got the college copy and was asked to replace it later wit mine. The external appreciated our project despite the put-down by the internal staff. Another comic was the internal supervisor, Germin nisha Ma'am who absolutely did NOTHING, I mean nothing toward the project. Probably we should have asked her to tell the title of our project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The final comedy was when Prathap took my mobile when other presenations were going on and accidentally pressed the walkman button on the phone. It started to play, he got panicky and gave the phone to me. I switched it off and slid in into my socks. Mokkaraj came and asked whose phone it was to which Raghu replied that it was his own phone. Frustrated on not getting a good answer he went back to his seat. Finally we had a session of photographs and then went back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that I wont get such a project ever in my life and this one brings back memories ! :0&lt;/div&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/2282712480203301755-3679729801069136991?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3679729801069136991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=3679729801069136991' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/3679729801069136991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/3679729801069136991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-at-final-year-be-project-part-2.html' title='Fun at Final Year BE Project - Part 2'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-2391457378894194109</id><published>2008-08-23T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T09:59:42.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunkard sessions'/><title type='text'>Fun at Final Year BE Project - Part 1</title><content type='html'>Hi all. am back after a veeery looong gap to write about something that I wanted to write about, for quite some time now as there were 'misconceptions' among class guys regarding the same. Yes! its about our final year BE  project in BHEL, Trichy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off, we ofcourse decided a lil late that me &amp;amp; tony are going to do our final year project in a company and not inhouse for a few obvious reasons (which any EIE person should guess, if not refer to the 'Comedy Classes' post !) and I came up with the idea that we could get in BHEL as my dad's industry in trichy was doing work for BHEL. So far so good, we went to trichy and stayed in Hotel vignesh for a couple of days. We rented a room with tv in it and drank on the first day of arrival itself..Thts where it all 'started' ;). Then v contacted the Senior DGM who was my dads friend and he asked us to apply directly. So we went there and we were unfortunately told that they stopped givin projects for electronics guys and computer science guys just a month before. We were distressed as we had already started d project late and now we are in a position where v wont get it at all.. So we called up the SDGM again and told him that we are in a do or die situation and that we have no other hopes apart from this..So he helped us by gettin a reco from AGM which eventually got us inside!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were redirected to another DGM who was our external guide, a very knowledgable person by the name of Palanivel who had completed his Masters in Electrical from IIT. He gave us big books to read to get a feel of the project and since the AC in his room was making the room cold, antony as usual dozed off in his room as soon as he left, with the book in his hand :)!..We got rooms in a mansion in porur to minimise accomodation costs (of course to save more money, for other reasons :P). It was decent in that it had a couple of iron cots, a couple of tables &amp;amp; a hardly running fan.. The main feature of this mansion is its location, just outside of which it had three TASMAC shops in the same road with corresponding fast food centres opposite them!!. There was also a grocery shop next to the shop conveniently set to buy coke, karams and 1 rupee pickle for touching :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where was I? Yeah, project..He told us to automate the Double Column Planing Machine and ofcourse told us to stand near the machine to study its entire operation so that we could get an idea of the various operations performed by it and later he would ask us questions based on our observations..Ofcourse we would hardly answer his questions and one fine he called tony as 'Kumarimuthu' :).. Then we would drink like 3 days a week, sleep late, get up late and always run late te report to the DGM and ofcourse get scoldings from him.. Both of us spent like Rs 1000 a week each, most of which would go for food expenses and travel charges (pun intended) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the bset drinking sessions was when we got 2 bottles, one MC and one 8 pm rum. As soon as the first round got over, tony put omelette and thus refused to drink further..I told him that I will not waste anything and drank up the rest..Naturally high on alcohol i went in a zig-zag manner and finally slept off to avoid damage to myself and others around me..:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-2391457378894194109?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2391457378894194109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=2391457378894194109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/2391457378894194109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/2391457378894194109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-at-final-year-be-project-part-1.html' title='Fun at Final Year BE Project - Part 1'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-8436543197938785079</id><published>2008-06-21T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T08:18:07.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mahendran'/><title type='text'>Mahen the US mappilai</title><content type='html'>Just thought of refreshing the blog after a long gap with a couple of pics i found in my drive and ere they are.. These are just the continuation of mahen's charm of dealing with girls right frm college..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pics speak for themselves..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cudn upload the pics so i hyperlinked them. Check them out :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll151/markrohan/mahen3kl4.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll151/markrohan/mahen2uw5.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://i287.photobucket.com/albums/ll151/markrohan/mahen1ba2.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY !! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-8436543197938785079?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8436543197938785079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=8436543197938785079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/8436543197938785079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/8436543197938785079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/06/mahen-us-mappilai.html' title='Mahen the US mappilai'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-5766746401854452968</id><published>2008-05-30T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:54:25.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comments'/><title type='text'>--Comments Please !!! --</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SED1IlpRGLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IbUYLTUooLs/s1600-h/302064345_ef808a122b_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SED1IlpRGLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IbUYLTUooLs/s400/302064345_ef808a122b_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206430697133250738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there was this certain point of time I realised that i was losing enthusiasm to blog anymore simply because MANY of our classmates just visit the blog and do not comment.. HELLO!! nobody is gonna bite you if you don't comment !! Its been like 2 years since we finished college, i still don't realise why ppl are still shy ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I thought I would delete the blog soon but I decided against it, atleast for the sake of those who put in their comments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hats off to those who aren't one sided and keep commenting !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-5766746401854452968?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5766746401854452968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=5766746401854452968' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/5766746401854452968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/5766746401854452968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/comments-please.html' title='--Comments Please !!! --'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SED1IlpRGLI/AAAAAAAAAEo/IbUYLTUooLs/s72-c/302064345_ef808a122b_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-7882053933066313584</id><published>2008-05-23T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T09:52:56.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karthi'/><title type='text'>The heart of a Policeman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SDhH1jF72wI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Uwi1WLmGDlM/s1600-h/DGP+-edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SDhH1jF72wI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Uwi1WLmGDlM/s400/DGP+-edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203988354705382146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought I d write a story for one of many inspiring people in my college life ( the real reason is that I made a graphic and thought I'd write a story on it :P) .. Its about my pal Karthi... Btw, to all of you, credits to nambi for showing me the site where i enhanced my graphic, from the amateurish 'Paint' application I always used before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Scene :&lt;br /&gt;A college student decided to do Electronics &amp;amp; Instrumentation Engineering just because he was forced into it but his ambitions and interests were else where ( Don't think its girls..If you realise, he is the patent owner for "The LIFT policy" ). Nevethless he started off in college hostel making friends, majorly a large fan base because of his large collection of err....videos which he liberally distributed to all the hostel inmates without any 'boundaries'.. Naturally, for every deed there will be an opposite reaction ( Newdun's 3rd law ) and this anti-social element which I would like to call as 'Little-Pot' started to publicly embarass him in front of our classmates which stopped him from giving us the err..videos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, which is always the case, every bad experience teaches new things in life. He embarked on a mission to stop what he had become a victim of. So in the mean time, in order to build up his capital he married a telugu girl and became a 'golti'.. Naturally, in order to keep up with his in-laws he spoke *butlar* telugu by adding '-lu' to whatever word he used, to give it the telugu effect.. For example : Naanlu orulu nallalu payanlu (Naan oru nalla payan in tamil), Orulu paththulu roobalu kadanlu kidaikumalu? (Oru paththu rooba kadan kidaikkuma?) and others *U can figure out the rest anyway!!*. This gave him the name Golti Karthi in the first semester..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neverthless, his mission to stop 'PIRACY' was at the back of his mind and he was masterminding the plans to go about it. To start off, he assumed dual roles, one of them is Vijay *without the spectacles, with contact lenses* in the morning and the other is Madhan Bob *with the glasses* so that nobody could figure out his true identity on and off college. Apart from that, he used to get up in the morning and run 10 rounds around the college playground to keep his physique in perfect shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after 4 years of strenuous effort, he wrote his IPS exam and finally became a police officer, which was his long term dream. Still in his dual role, one for the world and one his real face, he works as Engineer in Rockwell Automation in the morning but secretly is Karthik selvan I.P.S, Special Wing, Video Anti-Piracy Squad., combatting the circulation of err...videos that he was once victimized by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our salutations to this sincere police officer of Infosys Police Station.. JAI HIND!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-7882053933066313584?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7882053933066313584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=7882053933066313584' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/7882053933066313584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/7882053933066313584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/heart-of-policeman.html' title='The heart of a Policeman'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SDhH1jF72wI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Uwi1WLmGDlM/s72-c/DGP+-edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-3228718596815356797</id><published>2008-05-23T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T05:52:17.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ponderers'/><title type='text'>## Guidlines for long life ##</title><content type='html'>Jus ripped this out of an e-mail I got and am tryin my best to follow all of them and it looks like what it said is pretty much true..Why don't you try pondering over what's said ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;HOW TO STAY YOUNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay 'them.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. 'An idle mind is the devil's workshop.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Enjoy the simple things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person, who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Surround yourself with what you love , whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;AND ALWAYS REMEMBER :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits : The Author&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:24;color:navy;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:36;color:maroon;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:24;color:maroon;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-3228718596815356797?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3228718596815356797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=3228718596815356797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/3228718596815356797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/3228718596815356797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/guidlines-for-long-life.html' title='## Guidlines for long life ##'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-2280389921876826329</id><published>2008-05-15T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:27:36.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thinking'/><title type='text'>What are they thinking ??.. ~ Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thought I d group this together as its a combination pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxuqPWNtNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/7vEhzQ7-h0k/s1600-h/raghu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; DISPLAY: block; TEXT-ALIGN: center" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200653341659346130" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxuqPWNtNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/7vEhzQ7-h0k/s320/raghu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                           RAGHU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxulPWNtMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/HnR6bt2zW8g/s1600-h/nambi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; DISPLAY: block; TEXT-ALIGN: center" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200653255760000194" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxulPWNtMI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/HnR6bt2zW8g/s320/nambi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      NAMBI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxuYPWNtLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/dfz-zgfrVuQ/s1600-h/dhanavel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; DISPLAY: block; TEXT-ALIGN: center" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200653032421700786" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxuYPWNtLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/dfz-zgfrVuQ/s320/dhanavel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    DHANAVEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxuQvWNtKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/A-Ww54pljZE/s1600-h/baskar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; DISPLAY: block; TEXT-ALIGN: center" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200652903572681890" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxuQvWNtKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/A-Ww54pljZE/s320/baskar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       BASKAR&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And zat eez all for now... More to follow !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-2280389921876826329?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2280389921876826329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=2280389921876826329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/2280389921876826329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/2280389921876826329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-are-they-thinking-part-2.html' title='What are they thinking ??.. ~ Part 2'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxuqPWNtNI/AAAAAAAAAEY/7vEhzQ7-h0k/s72-c/raghu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-5473245532160418840</id><published>2008-05-15T10:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T10:08:25.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thinking'/><title type='text'>What are they thinking ??.. ~ Part 1</title><content type='html'>In relation to the 'Random Imaging' post, I thought I d add message callouts to show what everyone might be thinking :).. In as much as I d like to admit that I don ve many pics with me in perth, don fret if the pics are repeated.. Its just a desperate guy with many feelings and limited pics.. Here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxt3fWNtJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0ohgscL2Woo/s1600-h/koti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxt3fWNtJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0ohgscL2Woo/s320/koti.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200652469780984978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxtufWNtII/AAAAAAAAADw/BcGsoLRcBbk/s1600-h/ramki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxtufWNtII/AAAAAAAAADw/BcGsoLRcBbk/s320/ramki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200652315162162306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxtn_WNtHI/AAAAAAAAADo/9RoaYCYBepU/s1600-h/damien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxtn_WNtHI/AAAAAAAAADo/9RoaYCYBepU/s320/damien.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200652203493012594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxthvWNtGI/AAAAAAAAADg/_47MXvvtNn4/s1600-h/kalyan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxthvWNtGI/AAAAAAAAADg/_47MXvvtNn4/s320/kalyan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200652096118830178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxtX_WNtFI/AAAAAAAAADY/OHs17mp68XM/s1600-h/Gopi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxtX_WNtFI/AAAAAAAAADY/OHs17mp68XM/s320/Gopi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200651928615105618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-5473245532160418840?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5473245532160418840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=5473245532160418840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/5473245532160418840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/5473245532160418840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-are-they-thinking-part-1.html' title='What are they thinking ??.. ~ Part 1'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCxt3fWNtJI/AAAAAAAAAD4/0ohgscL2Woo/s72-c/koti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-357901567735868119</id><published>2008-05-09T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T04:04:58.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KPPVP'/><title type='text'>Kudigaran Paechi Pozhudu Vidinja Pochi (KPPVP) - DAY 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCSL1yCAmTI/AAAAAAAAADM/o2IPQzIUZ4Q/s1600-h/DSC00014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCSL1yCAmTI/AAAAAAAAADM/o2IPQzIUZ4Q/s320/DSC00014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198433625971923250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Night of day 1 : Group 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sriram utters the famous dialogue "In control da mama" (Tenkasi padathla maadu get-up podum both Charlie barley thanni adichi 'In-control' aiduvaaru la andha maadhiri) :P and started dancing for RHCP songs (naturally cuz he was in control!!). Sathya started doin exercises..( Ore peelingsu..) Samson put a Haafbaayil in the bathroom..We din hv any action in our room unfortunately..:(!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway next day was another industry visit but naethiki adicha mappu innum yerangala and v were kinda oscillating but not noticably (thappu senjaalum naeka seiyanum)..We decided to dispose off the bottle and cigs the same way we went outside with the bag and chucked it in the bin.. Due to antony's repeated pursuasion we drank on day 2 as well but just Group 2...By this time Group 1 and 2 knew that we are all 'Ore kuttaiyila uzhundha mattais' and we got together in the same room after the Iskool attendance..about 10 of us.. Wine was going in rounds and whisky was for the 4 of us..:)..Then suddenly our TONY remembers in that mappu tht he din read Bible tht day..so he scurries..puts on the reading light and starts blurting out bible verses ( Watta man!! Enna koduma sir idhu? ) Un kadamai unarchiki oru alave illaya? All of us started laughing and teased the life outta him....I am still reminded of a similar stint that he did durin our project in trichy when he started puttin candles around Mother Mary's pic and started praying before we started d poojai..Thus d name 'Bottle' tony.. We had a gr8 time, the entire bunch in dim light and in tht dinky room.. Late in the night after much talking we retired t our rooms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cudn dispose off the bottles in the same way, as we were boarding the train that evening...So we put in my bag and dumped it in the tracks when the train started running..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea wat happened to group 3 a.k.a Ambalavana Swamigal ...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND that is ALL...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to shout out ur comments !! ChEeRs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-357901567735868119?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/357901567735868119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=357901567735868119' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/357901567735868119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/357901567735868119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/kudigaran-paechi-pozhudu-vidinja-pochi_09.html' title='Kudigaran Paechi Pozhudu Vidinja Pochi (KPPVP) - DAY 2'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCSL1yCAmTI/AAAAAAAAADM/o2IPQzIUZ4Q/s72-c/DSC00014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-4436666733552177422</id><published>2008-05-09T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T08:31:47.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KPPVP'/><title type='text'>Kudigaran Paechi Pozhudu Vidinja Pochi (KPPVP) - DAY 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCR2WCCAmSI/AAAAAAAAADE/r_EnSeHbsXw/s1600-h/04052008428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCR2WCCAmSI/AAAAAAAAADE/r_EnSeHbsXw/s320/04052008428.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198409990766893346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ust as i was collecting pics for another 'UN-RELATED' but interesting Off-College post, Carrot Dude *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alias X-Logu&lt;/span&gt;* reminded me of the hyderabad tour and one of the reasons that made the tour memorable for a select group of people which would have turned boring otherwise ;)..I wouldnt have written about it a year and a half ago for obvious reasons viz. Lecturers knowin about it and our gr8 college imposin new rules JIC the incident went public and further complications of such kind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting off.. There were 3 groups of people who decided to booze in the tour, one group had pre-planned arrangements ;) for poojai/katchaeri and the other group, though had a plan but werent prepared for the poojai..Even the third group wasnt prepared for it.. Secondly, none of the groups knew at first that the other was drinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its better that I name the people in the group else I d confuse you with the generics and I m pretty sure "The naive people" are pretty much intrigued as to know who they were.. So here goes !! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Group 1 :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Logu, Sam, Swami, Sriram, Sathya and Baskar (*Tamizh Kudimagan a.k.a Drinks THALA*).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Group 2&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bharath, Ramki, Antony and me&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Group 3&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dhanavel (*Singam le saaru!*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our usual assembly in the station where most of us were with our parents, I noticed Tamizh Kudimagan and Carrot Dude slyly moving out of the crowd into the busy central station road connecting Moor market where *Namma Ilaignarin Kashtathai Purinji* kattuna TASMAC shop was there..Ofcourse i din know this at that point and took lightly of it. :).. They bought of the 'requisites' and carried it with them on the tour in drinks THALA's bag.. As usual we went on a  tour durin the day to some medicine manufaturing company and some thermistor manufacturing company ( Don worry, ll write abt our tour later!! :)) and we came back in the evening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were 4 in a room, so the respective groups set it up so that the required people shared the same room.. *No offense, Easwar..Now u knw why i din join with you ;)*..Heading straight off to dinner, Group 2 (that's us) made a lame excuse to Mr.LJ that the food was pathetic in the morning and that we did not wish to eat dinner in that restaurant!! (Damn it was pathetic food there, anyway!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group 1, having had their bottles needed the *SIDE-DISHES* alone viz. Oorugai's and Chicken biriyanis went out and got their stuff ( I don knw the specifics of it cuz i dono :-/).. What we did was take tony's string bag..roam around a bit with the 2 native hyderabadi's (Leaders first :P) lookin for AASMAC's (summa rhyming kaaga).. Obvious we found it and purchased the Poojai saamangal and put a couple of thiruttu dhums and went to get the side-dishes from a local hotel..Scared that we 'might' get caught, we decided to empty the drinks into corresponding sprite bottles (which eventually failed and it ended up with the hotel thinking that Bharath and Ramki were gays ****censored****) ;).. We put all of it in tonys bag and returned back to our room, ofcourse takin care that nobody saw us esp. the lecturers..(we went one at a time to not to cause suspicion..enna panrathu enga moola avala thaan vela seiyum athuvum at tht point of time)..went into our rooms and dumped it in my bag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile Mr.LJ aka Jerlaak Holmes gets a doubt tht Group 1 plans to drink during the party (I m guessing its thru some 'JING-JAK' informer of his *No offense to whoever that is*), knocks the door, goes in and asks for a glass of water to drink and smells the glass *pretty peculiarly* to check if there's alcohol in it and drinks the water( Gimme a break, how amateurish can u get? ).. Since his hearsay doubt din hold enuf proof, he eventually left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven told u about Group 3.. Mr.Dhanvela Singam goes to a pub, gets himself drunk and passes out in his room.. I was told that he scolded Mr.Jerlaak Holmes in bad words when he woke him up :D.. Anyways there were quite a number in my room who were watchin tv and we had to obviously wait for them to leave.. After tht we needed to check Mr.Jerlaak Holmes was awake o not..so antony &amp;amp; me went out and luckily he was in the corridor and chased us in sayin that he was gonna take attendance (Iskool pasangala naanga ellam).. He came in about 11 30 pm, took attendance and left.. We opened the windows for the smell to go off, finished the kutchaeri and slept..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 continues next...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-4436666733552177422?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4436666733552177422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=4436666733552177422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/4436666733552177422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/4436666733552177422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/kudigaran-paechi-pozhudu-vidinja-pochi.html' title='Kudigaran Paechi Pozhudu Vidinja Pochi (KPPVP) - DAY 1'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCR2WCCAmSI/AAAAAAAAADE/r_EnSeHbsXw/s72-c/04052008428.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-6855808931525663911</id><published>2008-05-07T22:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T03:39:18.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky IT guys :D!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Fat pay packets, junkets and lavish lifestyle have made Information Technology professionals the most sought after in the matrimony market, leaving others to sweat it out to win a bride.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Until a decade ago, there was a great demand for grooms in banking sector as it was considered a secured and peaceful job. But today, the IT men are the hottest in the marriage market,” says Murugavel Janakiraman, CEO of bharatmatrimony.com, a leading matrimony portal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;While men generally settle down for a good-looking, educated and caring bride, women look forward to a spouse who is well settled, capable of providing financial security.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;With bulging pay packets and soaring career graph, the IT grooms are the ideal choice now, he adds.According to a recent survey, about 70 per cent of youngsters prefer arranged marriages, leaving their parents to have a major say in matrimonial matters.Surprisingly, grooms with government jobs are no more the favourites of elders and IT professionals have now become their blue-eyed boys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Shanmugam, a marriage broker, says people are even prepared to spend beyond their capacity on a lavish marriage and extra dowry for a groom in the IT field.Showing a bunch of biodata and horoscopes, he says about 70 per cent of them belong to IT professionals as the “demand” was very high. They are the popular choice even for girls in non-IT sectors, he adds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;At the age of 24, an IT professional can easily afford an apartment, car and a comfortable living, which may be an uphill task for his peer in any other field.Shyam, a diploma holder working in a non-IT firm as systems engineer with almost nine years of experience, has been drawing a “decent salary” of Rs 16,000 per month.But, he learnt the ground realities the hard way when he started searching for a bride two years ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;“I was looking for an engineering graduate but I realised that my salary is not good enough to win a bride as the expectations are too high in the marriage market,” he says.Pointing out that even freshers in the IT field are drawing around Rs 20,000 per month, his friends are advising him to switch over to that sector.Now in his late 20s, Shyam has joined part-time BE course to get a bride at least if not an IT job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;The case of Ramachandran is no different. Working as a sub-editor in a media organisation, he is earning Rs 13,000 per month.“I’ve posted my biodata on matrimony websites, but the response has not been encouraging. And the very first query that raises is about my monthly salary,” he rues.He feels educated well-salaried girls have now become out of reach for “commoners” like him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Though the IT boom has ushered in economic empowerment of lakhs of youngsters, it has also created an imbalance among the youth as privileged and under-privileged, he remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Source: EconomicTimes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apdina engaluku ellam kalyaname aagatha? :P ( m just kidding !!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-6855808931525663911?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6855808931525663911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=6855808931525663911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/6855808931525663911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/6855808931525663911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/lucky-it-guys-d.html' title='Lucky IT guys :D!'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-6597055619431167787</id><published>2008-05-07T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T06:25:52.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lecturer Nicknames :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCRQzCCAmRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9urbXiA5YCI/s1600-h/AbdulKalam.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCRQzCCAmRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9urbXiA5YCI/s320/AbdulKalam.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198368707541244178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had already put this list up in our orkut groups but anyway lets make this even more public :P.. I m not mentioning names for obvious reasons.. Any doubts/queries plz do e-mail me..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nalana Thalayan&lt;br /&gt;2. Bokka Vayan&lt;br /&gt;3. Kona Vayi Poochi Payan&lt;br /&gt;4. Electric Guitar&lt;br /&gt;5. Thirutu Muli *********&lt;br /&gt;6. Karimedu Karivayan&lt;br /&gt;7. Minnal&lt;br /&gt;8. Chitoor Paalgova&lt;br /&gt;9. Panji-K&lt;br /&gt;10. Sornakka&lt;br /&gt;11. Simple Pendulum&lt;br /&gt;12. Half Baniyan&lt;br /&gt;13. Pocket Billiards&lt;br /&gt;14. L***** ** ****&lt;br /&gt;15. Kambili Poochi&lt;br /&gt;16. Aaayah&lt;br /&gt;17. Dye ********&lt;br /&gt;18. Trouser Paandi&lt;br /&gt;19. Aatha&lt;br /&gt;20. Kaalikulasion&lt;br /&gt;21. Mokka***&lt;br /&gt;22. *** Sundari&lt;br /&gt;23. Super *****&lt;br /&gt;24. Question Paper&lt;br /&gt;25. Bonda Vayan&lt;br /&gt;26. Kosu&lt;br /&gt;27. OB B.E, OB M.E, OB Ph.D (athulayum athina subject layum failu)&lt;br /&gt;28. Omelette thalayan&lt;br /&gt;29. Elumbu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ve starred a few to hide the identity which d be pretty obvious had I not done it.. So ll give u the benefit of the doubt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u can remember more..I am always glad to add it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-6597055619431167787?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6597055619431167787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=6597055619431167787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/6597055619431167787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/6597055619431167787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/lecturer-nicknames.html' title='Lecturer Nicknames :)'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SCRQzCCAmRI/AAAAAAAAAC8/9urbXiA5YCI/s72-c/AbdulKalam.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-528002299594952250</id><published>2008-05-06T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:16:35.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expect the unexpected ...</title><content type='html'>Thought of going a lil bit offbeat to call life's philosophy to be "Expect the Unexpected".. Sounds a lil bit confusing but its true all the same..atleast in my case...!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting off.. I had applied for a couple of Australian Universities, One of which is UQ - Masters in Telecom &amp;amp; Networking by Research and the other one being the current one i'm studying in.. As soon as i saw the word 'Research' i refused it cuz padikarathe periya vishiyam ithula research vaera oru kaedu..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked this one cuz there was no research involved and all u had to do was do the units and do a project.. At this point, I got my project which is a new technology in Subsea Installation so its goin to be purely research !! *Enna koduma sir ithu*.. I got what i really hated!..Apart from this I decided on specialising in Petroleum Engg at first for the sole reason that Offshore Engg involved mathematical modelling and DSP concepts ! ( DSP was another subject I hated the most in Under-Grad for obvious reasons !).. Enna panrathu I had to take offshore for 2 reasons..One of them being that Subsea, which was the only line related to Instrumentation required an Offshore Engg background *Enna koduma sir ithu, again* and secondly there was only 1 supervisior for Petroleum in my Univ and none of them have got jobs as yet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, in Offshore Engineering, doing mathematic modelling using Wave theory and Stokes Theory..Apart from that I got a teaching job like i mentioned before and I could find students firing me with doubts, sleeping, talking, getting up in the middle of the class and leaving et al.. Ithu ellam naanum pannum bothu enaku puriyalaye?!..Now i feel how our "ANNAMALAI UNIV" ME graduate exchange program staff would ve felt the same way..So frm now onwards I will NEVER tease our UG lecturers..EVER&lt;br /&gt;( Jus kidding :P)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-528002299594952250?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/528002299594952250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=528002299594952250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/528002299594952250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/528002299594952250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/05/expect-unexpected.html' title='Expect the unexpected ...'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-1336658067589145158</id><published>2008-04-27T05:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T07:33:25.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Images'/><title type='text'>~Random Imaging~ PART 1</title><content type='html'>I brought a couple of cd's to perth which had some old pics of mine in them so thought I d put em up just to show "Eppadi irundha naanga ipadi ayitom ;)". May be it d refresh a couple of my memories and yours ..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193920258517831570" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SBSC9OCpD5I/AAAAAAAAACw/siEPSFD_M3E/s200/DSC00546.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ivaru peru 'Mundhanai Mudichu" K.Bhakyaraj.. Ivaru mrungakka mattum than sapiduvaaru...Appuram enna pannuvaru nu yaarukume theriyaadhu.. Future la oru padam edukka poraru..Athuku "Isai gnani" Ilayaraja than producer a podaporaaru..Padam pearu "Thiruvasagam"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193919300740124546" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SBSCFeCpD4I/AAAAAAAAACo/JKucv9sVF0Y/s200/DSC00541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This image needs no introduction or explanation if u studied in EIE 06 batch :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193917015817523058" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SBSAAeCpD3I/AAAAAAAAACg/VflGJ6ScdQM/s200/DSC00500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Bharath.. He is one of the intelligent people in our class...Has interest in things like Astrophysics, Chaos Theory, Quantum Mechanics and 4th year IT girls... :P..He is right now in Gujarat basically for 2 reasons : One , for work in Essar and two, because his "In-laws" are there.. Always like to hangs stuff on the moon..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193908181069795106" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SBR3-OCpDyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/CEtBHOWWLhc/s320/golconda.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This pic was taken durin our hyderabad tour, using swami's cam (if m not mistaken)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193909284876390210" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SBR4-eCpD0I/AAAAAAAAACI/bTLbxzTBtso/s200/DSC00093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ivaru than enge "THALA"..Ivaru peru Mahendran..Ivaru chatting le kingu..Englis band "BLUE", espcially LEE e pathi kaeta ivaru ku ellam theriyum.. Ivaru periya musician..GHALIL classes la poyi guitar kathukutaaru.. Ivarukku "PHYSICIST" aganum nu romba aasai..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193916285673082722" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SBR_V-CpD2I/AAAAAAAAACY/wLHgC3QJvqk/s200/DSC00454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hope u knw where this page came from ?? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;More to follow ...!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/2282712480203301755-1336658067589145158?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1336658067589145158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=1336658067589145158' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/1336658067589145158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/1336658067589145158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-imaging-part-1.html' title='~Random Imaging~ PART 1'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SBSC9OCpD5I/AAAAAAAAACw/siEPSFD_M3E/s72-c/DSC00546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-5116436514556998135</id><published>2008-04-24T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:29:56.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scent factory'/><title type='text'>Kambu Kootu Kulla Scentu Factory (KKKSF)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SBOX-uCpDxI/AAAAAAAAABw/AzncNKTtuDM/s1600-h/akkul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193661899055107858" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SBOX-uCpDxI/AAAAAAAAABw/AzncNKTtuDM/s320/akkul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SBGFW-CpDwI/AAAAAAAAABo/oEaeBBO7Oz4/s1600-h/SNOWKUL.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; display: block; text-align: center;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193078474992586498" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SBGFW-CpDwI/AAAAAAAAABo/oEaeBBO7Oz4/s320/SNOWKUL.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one again is known to quite a few in class but it's quite a prank worth mentioning..The effect of this prank were many but one of them was that Gokulnath threw his mobile and card and dint have a mobile till our course ( So much was his frustration !! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok starting off, Gokul to keep up with the trend got himself a Nk 1100 with a Hutch prepaid connection ( the 98845 series ) and was pretty careful in givin out his mobile number to others as he din want ppl to give his number to girls who ll call him and torture him thereby makin him lose concentration on his studies...( DUh!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway a lil intro about Gokul aka 'Thunder armpit'.. He was also called Akulnath, Anikulnath and Snowkulnath respectively.. He was particularly interested in cold places like Himalayas for 2 obvious reasons ;).. I could damage his repute at this point but that would dilute the essence of the prank we played on him..So ll save it for later..:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant remember some parts of the story, however ll write as much as I can remember... As usual raghu &amp;amp; me were the ones involved :D in this prank and this was at a time when 'Aircel' had unlimited free local sms to all mobiles.. I still believe the both of us drove aircel to a total loss by sending the maximum no of sms's in a day :P ( My mob no : 9841613684 / Fact : The sms counter in my sony ericsson mobile reads 57,600 within 10 months of buyin it !) that we got a 100 sms/day limit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont remember how we got his number or why we picked on him to play the prank (may be raghu could help me out !) ..I m just guessing we got the number from 'Mundhanai Mudichu' K.Bhakyaraj aka Gopinath.. Well me &amp;amp; raghu teamed up to tease gokul ( we had done it before when swami tried to pull a stint and we ended up screwing his happiness :D !!) and we started to msg him at random ofcourse since our sms's were free..We did come to know that he had a soft corner for anitha ;) and pulled priyanka's name as the other girl and started creating a scenario like both of em were gawkin for him !! ;).. Unfortunately (and fortunately for us) he fell for it hook, line &amp;amp; sinker...He was basically amazed at first as to how these girls got his number which he had kept a secret (raanuva ragasiyam illaya?!) but enna panrathu Oru MANMADHANukkaga ponnunga alayirathu sagajam thaane?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways back to de story, He believed that both of em were smsin him and we could pretty much observe a change in his attitude ( basically he started to think too much too of himself ) and he used to walk head high into class... And ofcourse me &amp;amp; raghu made a deal to send each other a copy of the sms's sent to him and the corresponding replies..He was on cloud 9 that Anitha (who he had a soft corner for) was smsin (lame-o) him and there was this incident when he found he found out tht she had a fever o somethin and sent an sms to raghu like "I know u have fever that's why I prayed for you" (Romantic isn't it :D)..Another incident was in one of our university labs when he shyly went and asked a doubt to her (nelinjifying :P) .. I had the chance to observe it and i conveyed it to raghu who sent an sms like "Thanks for your concern abt me..I wanted to thank you when u came to ask a doubt to me..".. This kinda went on in the romantic way for some time but he always used to reject my sms's, replying rudely always simply cuz he preferred to sms raghu ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m guessin he din sleep that night (Pachai nirame...Sakiiye..Snegithiye...etc...:P).. There was this time he started sending 'Dating' service msg's to me and raghu , those dumb service msgs u get if u have a hutch connection ( What was he thinking ???!! )..Everyday we used to get those dating msgs ( Kadhal panrathu na thaan sindhichi kavidhai eludhanum, mokka madhiri service msg ellam forward pana kudathu, wat do u say ? )..This leg pulling went on for like a month and a half and all we could notice was his EGO bloat and drastic attitude change and one fine day he sends the famous (infamous) to Raghu (Anitha) as "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;MANASU VALIKIDHU...., PURINJIKO..&lt;/span&gt;." :P (Idhu kooda SETHU padathilendhu sutta dialogue!!). We couldn take it anymore so we decided to break the ice and we basically scolded him back *censored*.. He eventually found out our numbers from classmates and threw his mobile and disconnected his connection..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*From Raghu* - He gave a romantic look to priyanka ( Metukudi padathla goundamani karthik kitte nagmakku 'romantic look' uttu kaamipaaru le andha madhiri !! :)) thinking she was smsing him :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never used a mobile till the end of our course.. * THE SAD ENDING * of a PRANK :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-5116436514556998135?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5116436514556998135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=5116436514556998135' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/5116436514556998135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/5116436514556998135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/04/kambu-kootu-kulla-scentu-factory-kkksf.html' title='Kambu Kootu Kulla Scentu Factory (KKKSF)'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SBOX-uCpDxI/AAAAAAAAABw/AzncNKTtuDM/s72-c/akkul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-2654169557943063958</id><published>2008-04-18T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:47:16.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Planning !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SA4yk-CpDvI/AAAAAAAAABg/cVe-qVa8iHA/s1600-h/JUNCTION+BIKE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; DISPLAY: block; TEXT-ALIGN: center" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192143031115517682" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SA4yk-CpDvI/AAAAAAAAABg/cVe-qVa8iHA/s400/JUNCTION+BIKE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edit : Pic added !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I havent sketched out the pic I had in mind whic I intend to add in later, I thought I d write about a recent conversation between Prathap &amp;amp; me and how impressed I was after listening to his determination and enthusiasm towards achieveing his goals.. Hats off to him for his determination in Family Planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Family planning is not "Kudumba Kattupaadu" so don get the wrong idea about Prathap - I m actually praising him*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off, I have read many articles in newspapers and general columns about youngsters like us not starting our own business and becoming enterpreneurs but pretty satisfied with our jobs and continue to work as employees theoughout our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One such exception is Prathap and his idea of business development and product outline really impressed me..None can think BIG like him , atleast in our age.. We might be seein another Ambani soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as you all know, Prathap has resigned his job in wipro even though it was in VLSI which is an upcoming technology to join Robert Bosch to do "Automobile Electronics" design. Prior to this, he sent Nivedana to US to study "Industrial Engineering" as part of his master plan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relating both words, we get his simple plan to start an "Automobile Industry" using comcepts of "Electronics Engineering" ( yeah again back to P-N junction diode, signals, transistors and the like).. His vision was to launch a two wheeler by the name "JUNCTION BIKE" JB(TM) ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats special about this bike? How can it compete when top runners like scooty, spirit and others are on the market.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason here is electronics..It utilises the concept of telepathy (ESB, MSI, POC etc..) to reduce the length of the seat depending upon the degree of charisma between the boy and the girl..This means better the romantic spark between boy and girl, the shorter the length of the seat and vice versa..So if your seat is the size of a 15 cm ruler, you d know better :).. This bike uses signals and diodes so than the P-N junction can be used to forward bias and reverse bias the seat length :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He plans to call the bike "Lover-420" and the name of the company would be "PN Automobiles India" and is equipped with a free 'Dating Manual' exclusively signed by Prathap bsed on his dating experiences..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vehicle is set to hit indian roads soon and prathap is still working on the wheatstone bridge part of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fianlly, hats off to this future enterpreneur for his continuing services!!&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/2282712480203301755-2654169557943063958?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2654169557943063958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=2654169557943063958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/2654169557943063958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/2654169557943063958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/04/family-planning.html' title='Family Planning !!'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/SA4yk-CpDvI/AAAAAAAAABg/cVe-qVa8iHA/s72-c/JUNCTION+BIKE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-5286203063564495393</id><published>2008-04-17T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T23:44:57.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Subject Torture !!</title><content type='html'>After a hell of a busy week completing assignments ( namma ellam porandhandhu lendhe ipadi thane..) and studying last minute ( nadaraja night service ) and 4 sleepless nights made it all the more encouraging to continue this blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the exams were on Petroleum Geology basically dealing with things like Sedimentary rocks, Metamorphic rocks, Seismic Surveys, Fault detection, Geological Analysis of exploration wells, Layering, Cementing , Compaction of friable mud ..(Arnt u feelin sleepin already ??) which basically dates back to the subject I hated the most in school - Geography. Like they always say "What goes around, comes around", this unit was the epitome of intoxicating sleep induction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the ways I avoided sleep during this period of exam preparation is by saying catchphrases of funny incidents.. Two of my favorites at the moment are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jetti jetti bun jetti what jetti do you choose ? ( This was cuz one of my roomies throwing used underwear all over the bathroom )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kuththunga yejaman kuththunga..Intha ponnungale ippadithan. (Frm one audio clip sent to me by swami / sathya ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Yov unoda kadaila irukka appala thatta kanala nu azhalayaa..ennoda appana kaanum nu aluvuren..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone of you have insomania (lack of sleep), I would definitely mail u the links of Petroleum Geology lectures and guarantee u sound sleep in the first 10 minutes of listening to it.. :) or MONEY BACK GUARANTEED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This certainly reminds me of Antony sleeping in HOD's class and eventually going to Priyandarshini ma'am (Personality development) and asking her how to avoid sleeping in class.. She asks antony to quit eating heavy food and start on eating breads..Big deal!..Antony still slept in class intoxicated by HOD's soothing voice.. Another incident related to this was in Raj Narain's VLSI class when Mr.Bomber Man (*Explanation not provided*) was as usual sleeping ( HOD e madhikirathu illa ivan ellam enathuku!) when suddenly koti tricked him and woke him up sayin tht Narain pointed a question to him.. The result is a half dazed and petrified antony getting up and both narain &amp;amp; antony are looking bewildered (Narain thinks : Yenaku kooda ivalo mariyadhaya??, Antony thinks : Okkamaka thookatha keduthutaan da panada) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accept that I sleep in class considering the fact I am awake till the morning (even now) but i use the GLASS REFLECTION TECHNOLOGY (Analogous to Watch - Sight Technology) like few others in class to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternatively the best way to avoid sleep would be to eat in class ..(Hey atleast your brain isnt working, leave your mouth to do ur work :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concluding all of this I would say lack of sleep is bad quoting from an experience I underwent when taking class for undergrads..My mind was blank because of overload of petroleum geology, OG Transmission and Fluid Mechanics and I was literally blabbering when explainin the concept of "Fluid phenomena on an arbitrary curved surface"..As misfortune knocks, one of the students started firing doubts and I was in total confusion despite the simple answer for the doubt..Eventually I couldnt answer the doubt, save the embarassment after that :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just a random post before I write about prathap's strategical development and gokulnaths famous dialogues !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-5286203063564495393?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5286203063564495393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=5286203063564495393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/5286203063564495393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/5286203063564495393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/04/subject-torture.html' title='Subject Torture !!'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-8459829052797174243</id><published>2008-04-02T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T08:03:33.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Careers'/><title type='text'>Different Routes :)</title><content type='html'>Just as I was chatting with Mahendran yesterday it just occured to me after may 2006 when we graduated, we have taken different paths despite our instrumentation background, especially the ones who went in for higher studies.. Each of us are in different fields, part of which are related to instrumentation.. But looking back, all of us do not do the same kinda work now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Considering this, I thought i would write about how each one of us and their fields they are working on.. Starting from the ones who are abroad to the ones who are working right now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raghuveer - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;VLSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dhanavel - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Nanotechnology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Offshore Engineering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahendran - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Biomedical Engineering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masco - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;M.E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nivedana - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Industrial Engineering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samson - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Robotics &amp;amp; Automation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalyan - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Lecturer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rajaraman - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Electronics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasi Kumar, Karthi - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Automation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumaran, Bharath, Koti, Baskar, Prem, Logu, Haja, Nambi, Avinash, Gopinath, Sasikala &amp;amp; Muthumeenakshi - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Electrical &amp;amp; Instrumentation &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shivaraman, Sunitha, Annamalai, Ramakrishna - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Embedded systems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sathya, Om sakthi, Bhuvaneswari, Smriti, Shruthi, Sivaranjani, Priyanka, Balachander, Sridharan, Anitha, Madhan, Senthil.B, Gayathri, Pradeepa, Srilena, Antony,S.K, Sangeetha, Priyadarshini, Easwar, Muthu Krishan, Smriti and Aravind  - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jagadeesh, Sharmila, Geetha Priya, Prathap and Sampath - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;VLSI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed out a few cuz i donno wat they are upto and the ones above are as my little brain can remember :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-8459829052797174243?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8459829052797174243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=8459829052797174243' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/8459829052797174243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/8459829052797174243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/04/different-routes.html' title='Different Routes :)'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-7596362513942012030</id><published>2008-04-01T21:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T22:11:29.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-- Punch Dialogues --</title><content type='html'>Just thought i d include a section for some of the one liners/dialogues by our class guys ( I m keeping the names anonymous unless insisted ) and keep updatin as I remember em or reminded of by someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok..Here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Manasu valikidhu.....Purinjiko..."&lt;br /&gt;2. "Aenge unge DLD mark e paathen... Unge DLD notes e konjam kudukireengala..??"&lt;br /&gt;3. "Machan ava paakurathuku ftv figure mathiri irukka da"&lt;br /&gt;4. "In control da mama" - Courtesy : Hyderabad Tour Day 2&lt;br /&gt;5. "Err...Where is the turn court ??"&lt;br /&gt;6. "I will hang my underwear on the moon !!"&lt;br /&gt;7. "Enakku daaaaa...Enakku onnu kudraaaaaaaa...Dei...Thank you very much!!" - @ some placement in Sathyabama :)&lt;br /&gt;8. "Please tease me with someone else"&lt;br /&gt;9."Dei I am going to become a priest da"&lt;br /&gt;10. "Macha wat is prism da when did our college ve library how can court turn what does babe mean..And lastly what has my underwear got to do with the moon..And yes lastly go have some tea it will help you relax..." Extract frm one of the sms's i got :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to follow..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-7596362513942012030?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7596362513942012030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=7596362513942012030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/7596362513942012030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/7596362513942012030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/04/punch-dialogues.html' title='-- Punch Dialogues --'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-894507663588177281</id><published>2008-04-01T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T19:29:47.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Down time'/><title type='text'>Pudhu Pozhappu</title><content type='html'>Just in case you were wondering why i m not able to concentrate on my blog these days is due to a few reasons.. One of them is that I have got a job as tutor for thermofluids where i have to take classes for 2nd year under-grads !!.. Happy as i was to get double the hourly pay than my existing part time job, it was not easy money anyway.. One reason would be that I needed to prepare for the class, which added to my extra load of assignments and exam studies for the 2 units I am doing this module.. (Btw i have exams every 6 weeks and 2 units per module)..Apart from that, the students pose a lot of questions if they dont understand a single concept (its not like our UG anyway!!)..This just got me to doing the teaching without much enthusiasm and am waitin for an opportunity to get fired (if they ever will !!)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this, I have to do 3 days of my regular part time work from 9 am to 4 pm ( I am learning norwegian right now as one part of my job is to get prospective clients from norway..As you know learning a new language is a big headache !!)... This basically leaves me with partly one day of free time as I have classes from Monday to Thursday...To top it all I have started my project in "Pendulous Installation method of subsea manifolds" (just for info, forget the jargon !! :D) which is a 32 point project out of the total 96 credits i have to complete to satisfy my course completion criteria..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from this I have scheduled meetings for my tutorial co-ordinator and project co-ordinator to discuss on the progress of the respective cases..The only free time would be the weekends in which I have to do literature review for project, study for exams and complete my assignments...( Did i say my only source of entertainment was having a good meal in KFC saturday nights ?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it keeps me up and going and for all of you who think going abroad to study is just for pass time and for those who got fooled by those pics uploaded in orkut here is the real scenario and difficulties of studyin abroad, a little bit of which we wouldnt have faced had we done masters in India.. :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-894507663588177281?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/894507663588177281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=894507663588177281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/894507663588177281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/894507663588177281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/04/pudhu-pozhappu.html' title='Pudhu Pozhappu'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-948385336373010601</id><published>2008-03-26T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T08:28:03.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Torchlight man :D</title><content type='html'>Overwhelmed by the comments in my first post, i thought i d write abt one incident , outside of college which only a very few know about... This is about one of the quietest guys in class.. Sasikumar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident happened in his house in the middle fo the night when he was watching 'saami padam'. After successful completion of the movie at about 2 am in the front hall of his house in the dark, he gropes for the torchlight, creeps to his parents bedroom and flashes the torchlight on his mum's face to check if she is still awake after his 'secret operation' had been performed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day mornin his mum comes up to kumaran and goes like "Enna pa intha payan night thoonga modhu en moonjila light adikiraan !!" ;)..And thus came the name 'LIGHT HOUSE' sasi ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-948385336373010601?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/948385336373010601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=948385336373010601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/948385336373010601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/948385336373010601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/03/torchlight-man-d.html' title='Torchlight man :D'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-1833465817522768418</id><published>2008-03-23T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T12:40:57.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Committed'/><title type='text'>Committed to her OR Committed to hers ??</title><content type='html'>Just thought I d go a lil bit off topic to get away from all the heat of teasing everybody :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its something I had been observing ever since I landed here in Perth 9 months ago and just thought I d put it up so that all of you can put out your comments or views in it ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the guys here mostly studying with me and mostly Masters guys ( I would say 90% ) have girlfriends in INDIA... Every other guy i ask is '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COMMITTED&lt;/span&gt;' to a girl who is in an IT company (mostly) in India or in Call centers.. Its become so common that getting committed is some everyday activity, which is pretty natural to any guy doing his studies abroad, and will eventually get a job there.. (not that i wana criticise the fact..but m puttin out my views in it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because the girls in India are attracted to guys stayin abroad (primarily because of the money power) OR the guys are able to attract girls in India easier than they were had they been in India ??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway MOST of the so-called 'COMMITTED' indian guys here in perth do not seem to adhere to their 'COMMITMENTS' in India and go to Pubs, Discos, Foam parties and Stripteases... Are the girls gettin 'FOOLED' by the money and their luxurious afterlife OR are the guys doin a little 'experimenting' before turnin back to their 'COMMITTMENTS' back in India??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda intriguing to me anyway ..!! Wat do u ppl say ?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-1833465817522768418?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1833465817522768418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=1833465817522768418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/1833465817522768418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/1833465817522768418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/03/committed-to-her-or-committed-to-hers.html' title='Committed to her OR Committed to hers ??'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-5764475714253676271</id><published>2008-03-21T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T22:47:33.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parings :P'/><title type='text'>Class Pairs :-/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R-OfPrdt8PI/AAAAAAAAABQ/iJB6o3RJUqY/s1600-h/class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180159088120426738" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; cursor: pointer; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R-OfPrdt8PI/AAAAAAAAABQ/iJB6o3RJUqY/s320/class.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though I m not sure if its OK to put this up, I m putting this up simply cuz Sathya said he ll take responsibility for it.. Anyway any objections can be put up as comments and i ll remove if the objections s strong enough :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here it goes.. to all the class GIRLS who were naive about who they were 'teased' with or were aware about it but pretended not to know ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om Sakthi - Suganya&lt;br /&gt;Sathya Narayanan - Rekha, Sunitha&lt;br /&gt;Kumaran - Supriya, Nagajothi, Lisa Mathew, Anuthama Motilal&lt;br /&gt;Masco - NIL&lt;br /&gt;Baskar - Amudha, Geetha Priya&lt;br /&gt;Shivaraman - Shobana, Bhuvaneswari&lt;br /&gt;Koteswaran - Smriti, Shruthi&lt;br /&gt;Haja Mohideen - Rekha&lt;br /&gt;Prathap - Nivedana, Randip, Sivaranjani, Mahalakshmi, Sivankini and Priyanka&lt;br /&gt;Ramakrishna - Sharmila&lt;br /&gt;Raghuveer - Muthu Meenakshi&lt;br /&gt;Avinash - Nivedana&lt;br /&gt;Balachander - Rekha&lt;br /&gt;Sridharan - Nivedana&lt;br /&gt;Bharath Gopalakrishnan - Priyanka&lt;br /&gt;Samson - Geetha Priya&lt;br /&gt;Gokulnath - Anitha,Priyanka&lt;br /&gt;Premnath - Sharmila&lt;br /&gt;Madhan - Smriti&lt;br /&gt;Kalyan - ******&lt;br /&gt;Senthil.B - Gayathri&lt;br /&gt;Gowri Shankar - Premalatha&lt;br /&gt;Nambi - Sharmila, Pradeepa&lt;br /&gt;Karthikeyan - Srilena&lt;br /&gt;Sriram - Nivedana, Sasikala, Aarthy, Pavithra, Premalatha&lt;br /&gt;Swaminathan -Rekha, Pradeepa&lt;br /&gt;Gopinath - Sivaranjani&lt;br /&gt;Antony - Sivaranjani&lt;br /&gt;Rajaraman - Sathya (IT), Shruthi&lt;br /&gt;S.K - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Velammal, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Priyanka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampath - Sangeetha&lt;br /&gt;Dhanavel - Akilandeswari&lt;br /&gt;Annamalai - Priyadarshini&lt;br /&gt;Mark Rohan - Shruthi&lt;br /&gt;Easwar - Priyanka, Gayathri&lt;br /&gt;Muthu Krishan - Smriti&lt;br /&gt;Mahendran - Nivedana&lt;br /&gt;Aravind - Vedhavalli sivaprakasham, Lisa mathew ,all girls and female teachers&lt;br /&gt;Jagadesh - Janani&lt;br /&gt;Sasi Kumar - Sasikala&lt;br /&gt;Loganathan - Rekha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again if anyone has any prob .just put me an email and i will delete it... Thnx again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-5764475714253676271?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5764475714253676271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=5764475714253676271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/5764475714253676271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/5764475714253676271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/03/class-pairs.html' title='Class Pairs :-/'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R-OfPrdt8PI/AAAAAAAAABQ/iJB6o3RJUqY/s72-c/class.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-4272714282645679888</id><published>2008-03-16T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T07:16:30.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sight raman'/><title type='text'>Super-man ( Sappar Man )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R90LmYguJqI/AAAAAAAAABI/st5SnIJUabc/s1600-h/sight+raman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R90LmYguJqI/AAAAAAAAABI/st5SnIJUabc/s400/sight+raman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178307900588566178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the interesting characters in my class is Mr.Saree Potter (and his bag of female clothing).. I m assuming u already guessed it .. Its Rajaraman alias .Raja (Pulli Raja).. Some of u may be dumbfounded what all of this means..Don worry ll give u a clear explanation of all of these (and more...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lil intro about Rajaraman : One of the studious guys in our class, wit quite a high percentile in exams, so much that he performs well in cycle tests and other internal tests.. In his past time, this walking encyclopedia spends time in his bathroom inventing new technologies to sight and impress girls.. One outcome of this neverending venture is the "WATCH-SIGHT (WS)" technology. This can be shown by the illustration above. For this we can consider the layout of our class and how he uses his watch to sight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another incident tht can be related It dates back to the days in third year when we went for our FAMOUS hyderabad tour.. It was when (to make a long story short ;) ) our famous 'Multimedia' Gilli (Palli) raman got mokkai frm Nivedana when he tried to present her with a saree, which he took pains carefully selecting.. I was told she went like "Sorry, I dont wear sarees !! " :P.. I still don remember y he was called 'Multimedia' (If anyone can remember why i can update it)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the next best thing abt rajaram is his continuous visits to the gym to put on weight , in steps of 0.0000001 kg and tells the whole world how proud he is that he has put on weight.. His initial weight loss was due to AIDS ( Eppadi irundha pulli raja ippadi ayitaan !! ).. It was then he decided to put on weight by going to the gym .. He drastically started puttin on weight (yeah, in steps of 0.0000001 kg), but little did he realise that his increase in weight was due to the fact he was wearin jeans instead of shorts :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now he is workin in GDA doing research (apart frm his research in the bathroom) to effectively increase his weight to steps of 0.000002 kg and feel even more better about it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding the little titbit frm easwar.. &lt;span style=";font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"He was also called 'Angel-boy'. That happened in the 7th semester when nivedana went to stage to talk abt something when Mr.Watch Sight (on my left) got restless. When I asked him wat was wrong, he breathed a sigh of relief and said Nivedana luks like an 'angel' and henceforth he was called ' the angel-boy'... the song 'Girl, you're my angel' (by Shaggy) was dedicated to him. And whenever watch boy went to the stage to talk, he never used to luk at the boys side of the class (which is pretty obvious :D). he mostly concentrated on the right wing back bench-warmers... oh sorry back benchers&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-4272714282645679888?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4272714282645679888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=4272714282645679888' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/4272714282645679888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/4272714282645679888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/03/super-man-sappar-man.html' title='Super-man ( Sappar Man )'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R90LmYguJqI/AAAAAAAAABI/st5SnIJUabc/s72-c/sight+raman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-5400638888632699036</id><published>2008-03-11T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T09:34:49.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comic Class'/><title type='text'>Comical Classes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9lXkoguJoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-Rme582XX6E/s1600-h/VELANNA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177265533500663426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9lXkoguJoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-Rme582XX6E/s320/VELANNA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Comprehension class is the most interesting class of the entire engineering course as we can see the lecturer(SS) sleeping like a log when v take presentations on the board..The only source of inspiration for our class ppl who sleep in class.. Perhaps we should construct a statue for this living legend or somethin.. What do u say ?.. The Q&amp;amp;A session was the best as she would bring some objective question book to class, ask us questions from Electronic ckts, give us 4 options, look at the back pages of the book and read out d answer (Odds are 25% of the time ur answer may be correct due to random guess-work)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next class would be "Robotics &amp;amp; Automation" by Mr.Insect Boy.. What a genius he is, he is fit to teach in IIT's or even Harvard!!.. He would come to class, copy off every single line, including diagrams and write em on d board..It does require guts to pull off somethn like this depite him knowin v have d same book and to top it all HOD appreciates him for handling the subject..TO add to our misery he uses a loudspeaker and a mic so that v can listen to his classes better (duh, I d rather read frm the book than listen to him read it to me !!).. I, including many others selected this elective to learn about the technology behind which robots work but it ended in disappointment as some lame idiot (Mr.Karimedu Karivaayan) played spoil-sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another class which intrigued me was Industrial Chemical Process.. All i could remember was smriti takin the case study of Tannery Industry like 5 times and some others (including me) taking the Power plant operation a few times..Then one fine day Mr.LJ comes into class and says "Surprise, suprise !! Thus i ve completed the portion for ICP!!, All the best for your exam".. I still wonder if he took class for that unit in that semester...Neverthless, from past experience of his valualbe teaching ( from Electron Devices) all of were aware of what was coming and we cleared ICP anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last of the top 4 comical classes is by Mr.Raj Narain - The VLSI God (Analogous to Madhan(Mokka/Matching Madhan) - The Microprocessor God)..He would come into class and write on the board pretty vigorously (he used to sweat in the process, showing how much time he took to copy it off the local author book), then turn toward and explain to himself how the stuff works (May be we should study telepathy before doing VLSI so that we can mind-read or may be purchase some hearing-aids :P)..Neverthless he was in his own world and we were in ours and used to give a satisfactory smile after every lecture ( I guess he impressed himself thoroughly..:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Raghu reminded me of our course in "Industrial Automation", i would rate in top 5 comical classes and write about it...As Law of Velammal states " Thou shalt be punctual and give 100% attendance at all times even if u are sick or are in calamity, especially if u are doing IN-HOUSE projects :P", we were asked to be punctual as attendance was taken for it.. It was in the '5-Crore' library building (U cud identify wats worth in it for a 5 crore project, for one) where the systems were loaded with a FREEWARE software called Keyence ( If ur IT enuf, u cud scour up hundreds of free ladder logic proggie's on d net!! ) and taught us kids stuff like LOGIC GATES ( Helloo , we already learnt tht in skool and also in Digital Logic theory ) and 3 ppl to clear our doubts for it.. The best part came when SCADA started ..This time the software was SHAREWARE and had a 2 hour demo limit ( Which lame idiot course offers you practice and conceptual learning on a demo software..I still suspect Mr. Navin (Owner of Dubakoor Automation Pty Ltd) downloaded the demo off the internet and installed it on our college PC..This shrinks our practice time to 2 hours and the course was a mere time pass.. The irony of this is that the E&amp;amp;I department signed a department signed an MoU with this cheat.. I think the department staff were satisfied to get the course fee down to Rs 2500 (when initially it would have costed Rs 7500 otherwise.. U d be the biggest loser in the world had u done this shitty course for 7.5K !! X-( ) when infact the guy made us waste our time for no goddamn reason (A big applause to those who din get cheated by this !).. The topping was the DCS part in which i have no clue of what he taught us..I still remember there was one day of on-board lecture and thus it satisfied the criteria on our ceritifcate that says "DCS" !.. Anyway tht certificate is not worth a thin dime and it can be used as toilet paper alone :D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think Velammal has signed and MoU with Annamalai University so that they can do "R&amp;amp;D" with fresh graduates from there by making them take classes for us (To find out how students can get good results without teaching the subjects- Kinda negative psychology thingi i guess)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-5400638888632699036?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5400638888632699036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=5400638888632699036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/5400638888632699036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/5400638888632699036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/03/comical-classes.html' title='Comical Classes'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9lXkoguJoI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-Rme582XX6E/s72-c/VELANNA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-6585410828525425032</id><published>2008-03-10T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:35:07.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Junction dude'/><title type='text'>Electronic Telepathy =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9X9eYguJmI/AAAAAAAAAAo/b2dCXSh3Hmo/s1600-h/pr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9X9eYguJmI/AAAAAAAAAAo/b2dCXSh3Hmo/s320/pr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176322045149849186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One guy who can never be forgotten for his female fans following is Prathap.. Every girl in E&amp;amp;I and other departments , including juniors had their eyes on him...Statistics show that there is a significant increase in female workers in the IT industry (especially Wipro) after Prathap got placed.. This has led to such adverse effects that people are getting kicked out from IT companies due to over-flooding of female employees (one example being the recent fiasco at TCS)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything electronic can be related to Prathap, starting with "P-N junction diode" (which was his Univ exam lab experiment), just after this unofficial "Notty boy" was named so by Shivaraman.. It was the start of the set of 'meaningful' ;) abbreviations that can be related to him..A few of em tht i cud remember are :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESB - Existing signal betrayal&lt;br /&gt;MSR - Multiple signal reception&lt;br /&gt;NSI - New signal intake&lt;br /&gt;POC - Point of correlation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this died down, his interest in playing shuttle during the TIES period cause him to take interest in Table Tennis Bats which resulted in "The Chinna bat - Periya Bat scandal" :P ( Pls ask him wat it is as I cant explain more )!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after topping the class in the semester exams, his interest shifted to class toppers in the juniors and their interaction with them.. It was after this, he saw 'someone' in a nighty, which disturbed his sleep soo much that he din do well in the cycle tests ( More elaboration can be asked from Prathap ofcourse ).. And last (but NEVER the least :P) is an sms to 'another someone' saying "HI GIRLFRIEND" after he got into Wipro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This led to the construction of Prathap's bridge (analogous to Wheatstone bridge) in memory of hi continuing services..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-6585410828525425032?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6585410828525425032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=6585410828525425032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/6585410828525425032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/6585410828525425032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/03/electronic-telepathy.html' title='Electronic Telepathy =)'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9X9eYguJmI/AAAAAAAAAAo/b2dCXSh3Hmo/s72-c/pr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-657413673874311186</id><published>2008-03-10T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T09:49:46.613-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lecturer Mokkais'/><title type='text'>Gutsy One-Liners</title><content type='html'>I could remember a few incidents where the lecturer gets mokkai or scolded by our class ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few instances that come into my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sriram to Nandagopal (Kambili Poochi) / Chemistry - "Baba - Cinema, Cinema", which made him complain to shahil that the musician's son was doin "unwanted" stuff in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Antony calling LJ "Poda M****" after he hit him with a chalk on his head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Samson when called by Sasi Kumar (Kona vayi poochi payan) to work out an answer on the board, runs briskly to the board instantly, goes near him and says " I donno "!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sriram (again) laughs for a joke cracked by our guys durin class, gets caught by Germin Nisha and when asked why he was laughin , he goes like "He he, ulagatha ninaichen, sirichaen !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Arvind goes upto Davidraj and asks him if he studied in IIT, to tell him the spelling of IIT first , for him to believe so..?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Another incident that happened in d canteen when SK shaved his head, Mr LJ goes upto him and sarcastically says "Yaaru pa idhu engayo patha madhiri irukudhe..", to which Raghu replies "Onnum illa sir unga hairstyle a thaan avan ippo try panirukkan !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Finally , me, going like "Endha b**** da en mela chalk piece adichathu", when (U know who ;) ) hit me with a chalkpiece on my head!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. (As narrated by Sathya) Once we were playing shuttle badminton, when Mr.LJ was taking rest, he was explaning to arvind that once when he was playing cricket the ball hit his finger and finger got twisted....then he showed his leg and saying when he was playing foot ball or kabadi (i dont rememeber exactly) at that time some one fell to his toes and it got bent ...as n when he was saying so ...arvind started laughing and asked him ... "Unga vayi epadi sir ippadi ayidichu ?"  :P (I m not sure his answer was, anyway, but antony gave a nice explanation for it !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF u remember more, send em to me and ll add it here :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-657413673874311186?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/657413673874311186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=657413673874311186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/657413673874311186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/657413673874311186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/03/gutsy-one-liners.html' title='Gutsy One-Liners'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-88971713990049309</id><published>2008-03-09T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T01:34:47.815-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karthi'/><title type='text'>The GURU - Shri Karthikji  :)</title><content type='html'>This post is about (Guru) Karthikeyan Nallathambi, who needs a definite space in this blog for his various contributions to mine &amp;amp; other's college life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As any of you may know Karthi, he is the quietest guy in the class, the most soft-natured pal of the class and the ideal match for any girl (Still considering his wife d luckiest in d world !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this guy was in my next room and had a split personality - One as actor Madanbob in the morning and as actor Vijay in the night.. He supplied all of us with compact discs frm the first semsester till his reputation was damaged by one frustrated client in our class :)..Thus arose the name "CD Karthi".He loved eating outside a lot and u can get a list of good places to eat in and around chennai from him. The best contribution to Indian Soceity by him is his "LIFT POLICY".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It states that :"If you have a car, then only that car is yours..but if you don't have a car, u can ask for lift in any car on the road as all the cars are yours.. In the same way, if you have a girlfriend, the only that girl is yours, but if you don't have one all the girls are yours" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always visualised himself to be a policeman ( for obvoius reasons ;)!!) - Karthikselvan IPS - CD Police - - His Goal -- To eradicate video piracy in Tamilnadu -- To which he was a victim once upon a time ;)...If any of u can guide him into becoming an IPS it would be much appreciated..He has the oddest taste for songs (The mokkaiest songs are melodies according to him..:P) Die hard fan of Kamal Hassan.. He was also called 'Blue Baby' after Environmental Engineering classes started ( Guess why ?! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokes apart, a guy with a big heart who would lend a hand to anyone ( i mean anyone &amp;amp; this aint Social Service :P ) who comes to him for help, especially if its computers &amp;amp; technology !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-88971713990049309?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/88971713990049309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=88971713990049309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/88971713990049309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/88971713990049309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/03/guru-shri-karthikji.html' title='The GURU - Shri Karthikji  :)'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-8884433635756933160</id><published>2008-03-09T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T08:37:22.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porter'/><title type='text'>D Most happening people ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9O2xoguJlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b2-_nYjfo-w/s1600-h/DSC00208_edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175681360583337554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9O2xoguJlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b2-_nYjfo-w/s320/DSC00208_edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It would be useless to keep this blog continuing if I don write about the most happening couple of EIE 06.. Yeah u guessed it... "--Easwar &amp;amp; Priyanka--"(applause and shouts!!). One of the incidents that NOBODY in E&amp;amp;I would forget.. The topping of all d incidents and here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened when we went for the all famous hyderabad (Industrial) tour..The only damn outing we ever had with all our classmates ;'(..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the fun part, it was Easwar who came and told me that some of the girls (including Priyanka) were laughing at him when he took the lift to the floor where our rooms where..So he was goin to ignore her and not even give a recognition smile when he sees her..After which he came and told me and was pretty enthusiastic that he ignored her 3 times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the next day which was the final day of our tour when v were (finally) allowed to shop..We were left at kothi bazaar, which was quite a busy street (like ranganathan street, Tnagar) with a road like an incline upward.. We were all busy shopping in groups, buying stuff for ourselves and the ones at home..Suddenly all the people around me disappeared into thin air and I decided to start lookin for antony.. It was then I started to look for Antony..Then Raghuveer came along pretty much losing the people around him..So we both decided to look for him together.. We started to climb up the incline when Raghu spotted Easwar, and we still continued to go up the incline when both of us spotted Easwar with Priyanka and we started goin like "Aeeeehh Oooohh..."..It was at this moment i spotted Easwar carryin Priyanka's bag ( Wotta moment , that too Raghu &amp;amp; me , who always teased Easwar spotted him - Bad luck for him and good luck for us..:P) And Easwar was 'PUMBING' when i saw him with her bag.. That was d end of d incident and a start of d biggest Kalasals of all time.. ( The hidden part of this incident was that Sriram was carryin her bag and immediately gave d bag to Easwar on seein Raghu..Guess he was aware of what was comin :) )..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually he said he was doin 'Social Service' to her and always loved to help others (Notice the contrast of statements in the third and fourth paragraphs)..Then came nicknames for him such as Porter, Kooli, Pai Thooki, Kooli Koli, Koli Pumber etc to the ones he already had ( He was already called Koli, OB - Observation Boy ).Anyway this was one incident that was memorable and every single person of E&amp;amp;I 06 knew about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to girls : If u want any help or social service, pls contact Easwar @ TCS..He may be busy, but hey he's never too busy too help !! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-8884433635756933160?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8884433635756933160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=8884433635756933160' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/8884433635756933160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/8884433635756933160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/03/d-most-happening-people.html' title='D Most happening people ;)'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9O2xoguJlI/AAAAAAAAAAg/b2-_nYjfo-w/s72-c/DSC00208_edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-7513226895099644146</id><published>2008-03-07T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T00:13:34.382-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Junior SPB'/><title type='text'>Junior S.P.B</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JKm4guJiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgNTsVimE00/s1600-h/my+class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175280953667233314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JKm4guJiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgNTsVimE00/s320/my+class.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There will be lots to write about this person, whose name is 'Millionaire' in english.. U guessed it...Koteswaran, but this time i would write about his singing...Wow what an excellent voice he has got.. Though everyone ran away when we sang ( even though we cudn run away durin class ).. Many of us get insipiration for singing from various sources , say from the singer or the genre of the song, but this guy got d inspiration from - u guessed it - a girl.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The actions (animation) that he does when sings ll make u think that he is a good and over-enthusiatic singer , but on hearing his voice u d definitely run away from him :P. ... A few of his favorites are :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Idhu kadhalauuuuu ( stress the 'U' with your nose )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Devadhaiyai Kanden &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He still dreams of going to Mexico ( beats me why he chose the place ), with his girlfriend...:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He sings his songs facing 45 degrees in the negative direction, so that he can "see" his insipiration, get enthusiastic and seemingly entertain us with is voice... &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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2282712480203301755-7513226895099644146?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7513226895099644146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=7513226895099644146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/7513226895099644146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/7513226895099644146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/03/junior-spb.html' title='Junior S.P.B'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JKm4guJiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgNTsVimE00/s72-c/my+class.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-2148720856353468900</id><published>2008-03-07T22:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T23:12:47.434-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eating'/><title type='text'>Eating Time :)</title><content type='html'>Final year was when the "Eating in class" became extensive.. We started to eat in class right from semester 1 ( in Chemistry class ) ( Still remember ejilson throwing a chapatti to us from the back bench !!)... The best challenge was eating in Rajeswaran's class ( Maths ), when me &amp;amp; sriram were eating Hide &amp;amp; Seek biscuit and were about to get caught, bent down and stuffed the biscuit in or mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neverthless in semester 7 onward eating in class was pretty casual as our stomachs started rumbling right from 3rd period.. Our target would be Koti's lunch first as he bought papad and chips pretty frequently... Next would be antony's tiffin box which had some non-veg stuff in it... We would never touch Mr.K.Bhakyaraj's tiffin box as it mostly contained drum sticks... This reminds me of Annamalai ( Dooma Mama ), who got the award for the "Maximum usage of our College mess" (despite its shitty taste), who paid Rs 17.5 for the food but ate for Rs 87.5 always, which made the mess construct a Statue for Annamalai to honour him for eating their food (and still suviving) ;)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to the situation.. I would call my class (or would thank the management) the best comapared to others simply because of the "Tap with a drain", where we washed our hands after our mid-class snack... Everytime the Professor turned to write something on the board, we would immediately scurry to the back bench (where Sasi, Masco and Gowri were already sleeping :) ) and wash our hands... Cuz cleanliness is required in whatever v do isn't it ? :P..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One gutsy eater was Arvind, who din give a damn about the lecturer and eats oranges in the first bench.. And one of the girls puttin nail polish sittin in the first bench in d class ( Beauty comes first , i guess :P )...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again thank the management for their innovative thinking to help the students help eating in class.. Kudos to them!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-2148720856353468900?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2148720856353468900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=2148720856353468900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/2148720856353468900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/2148720856353468900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/03/eating-time.html' title='Eating Time :)'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-6067670903760162131</id><published>2008-03-07T21:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:20:59.565-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kumaran - Lecturer man'/><title type='text'>The Start of Semester 7</title><content type='html'>Exams just got over and I thought I d continue what everybody found interesting at first - Blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Year @ college was the best of all the years mainly for 2 reasons.. One of them was because there were less subjects to study and secondly it was prject time - the most vettiest time of your college life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One incident that keeps flashing to my mind when I m reminded of my final year is a breakthrough in kalasifying - Student teased with teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lil bit of background about this guy - This guy was one of the few who was not teased with any girl in our class ( while most of us were..) and this was a great opportunity for him to tease otheres without gettin teased back... There were times when a single person was teased by a gang of our class mates and this guy used to bump and and tease him badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this ended when 'The Teacher' for Management Science came.. D perfect time for this "Ultimate teaser" to get caught... Like all other incidents, she was teased with another guy , Rajaraman.. But fate changed and eventually she was teased with Kumaran..( thnx to me actually :))...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when out Mgmt Science teacher peeped into our class when some other class was going on... I shouted "KUMARAAANNN" in a different voice, naturally for d reason tht i shud not get caught... Incidents later led to the ma'am calling Kumaran and inquiring why his name was shouted when she came to class ?.. His reply was "Ma'am , I dono..they are simply blabbering.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was total enjoyment for d class ( ofcourse for me ;) ) to get back at d "Ultimate Teaser" who was terrorising us with his one-liners.. Everytime it was Management Science class and ma'am used to come in, i took pleasure in shouting "KUMARAAN.."..And there were days when both of them wore matching color dresses..Those days it was "MATCHING KUMARAANN..".. Fortunately for us ( and unfortunately for him ) she was also the lab incharge for one of our labs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  ultimate turning point came when Ma'am came to know that she was indeed teased with Kumaran in class.. Arvind calls Ma'am and tell her to ask why Gokulnath is sighting one particular girl in our class... This ma'am , immature as she is, goes upto Goklunath and puts up Arvind's question.. Gokulnath, in his anger replies "Maam, even you are teased with Kumaran"...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U might have expected her to go and complain to HOD about it, but nah!, she dint !!... ( It's still a mystery why ;) ! ).. After that the routine of shouting :KUMARAAN continued, even in the 8th semsester , when she took TQM for us...Ofcourse, she was acting ignorant about it and everytime she asks questions to Kumaran in class all the guys go "Aeeeehhh....Ooooohhh....Aeeehh....", which results in Kumaran blushing in a 1000 vibrant colors...:).. And that hand-shake she gave to Kumaran 'ALONE' when he got placed in Essar.. (PRICELESS !! ) .. It is believed that Kumaran dint sleep for days after that incident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its still a mystery why she quit her job as soon as we graduated in 2006.. (We are still assuming tht she has moved to Gujarat, for obvious reasons ..:) )..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this is the first incident , hope u ll enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-6067670903760162131?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6067670903760162131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=6067670903760162131' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/6067670903760162131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/6067670903760162131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/03/start-of-semester-7.html' title='The Start of Semester 7'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2282712480203301755.post-7316302298565063318</id><published>2008-03-04T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T03:54:02.901-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Alpha--'/><title type='text'>Da Introduction</title><content type='html'>On this wonderful night, I decided to start blogging ( even though i had assignments to finish and exams coming up ), but hey better late than never isn't it? Anyway i have quite a bit of info that i would like to share through this blog, an important component of this being my college life, unfortunately the longest amount of time i had been in the same institution ever since school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets start away hoping that i have the time and memory to get whatever i can in this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Mark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2282712480203301755-7316302298565063318?l=soarinstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7316302298565063318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2282712480203301755&amp;postID=7316302298565063318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/7316302298565063318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2282712480203301755/posts/default/7316302298565063318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soarinstar.blogspot.com/2008/03/da-introduction.html' title='Da Introduction'/><author><name>Mark Rohan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03764508028760807508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_fOPv9vNTgIg/R9JL-4guJkI/AAAAAAAAAAY/GI9CCHUB9Ow/S220/DSC00035.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
