The first movie which i saw thrice

I have always grown up watching Bollywood and Hollywood movies.Every  saturday after school i still remember rushing back to my home just in time to catch up with an Action based Hollywood movie in the afternoon and a Bollywood blockbuster in late night hours.But for the first time in my life i went to a movie in a theater for three times in a row that too not a Bollywood or Hollywood film but a regional movie which i generally avoid(Most of them have the same themes- love,college life and sentiments).



This movie i went to was all about a person who is  deeply attached to his best friend from his childhood. Unfortunately  both of the friends fall for a same girl.The person Arya who does not want to loose his friendship makes a number of sacrifices for his friend from his early childhood days

The dance steps performed by allu arjun are the best i have ever seen,songs are trendy- A mix of Indian and western hip hop.

Torn between the affection for his best friend and girl on whom he has a crush its an excellent movie to boot.I love it

Diwali.....

It was Dusshera a few weeks back and even before getting rid of all the excess  fat i gained by having a frequent supply of  sweets and other eatables , Diwali came along.This festival provided another reason to continue with my not so healthy diet.(I for one wouldn't mind).Compared to last year's diwali this year was a more subdued affair.The reasons were quite obvious.......  recession, spiraling costs..One had to think twice before even buying any crackers this time as it would cut deep in to one's pocket.I had the opportunity to spend quality time with my family ,my sister was home for the weekend to join in the occasion.But this year celebrating diwali was more mechanical,i had no interest whatsoever  to treat my self with burning crackers......only constant nudging and cajoling by my mother forced me to do so.I was perhaps a bit uncertain about my future this time and too preoccupied to have any thoughts of entertainment.I hope that next year would be a more  cheerful one.

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A trip down memory lane

I had a good opportunity of meeting my beloved principal Ms Hemalatha pradhan after a long gap of seven years.After leaving my school i never got an opportunity to meet her.I also had a feeling og meeting her only if i had achieved something worthwhile  in my life.A senior of mine convinced that it would be nice to visit our teacher and thank them for what they had given to us.I went to her home with an expectation  that she would forgive me for not visiting so long....

She was the person who influenced me a lot into reading books,participating in extra curricular activities and gave me a childhood which was fun and frolic.

It was an emotional trip both for meand my senior soumya.My princpal was so happy on seeing us both that we had very lengthy conversations on our schooling days and how her discipline and teaching helped us to achieve what we are right now.She took the opportunity and suggested that we can have a get together of sorts-bringing all my friends,seniors and juniors for a day and share their wonderful experiences they had with the school.I am planning to pen a book about my wonderful time at Tiny tots and ask my friends to do the same in the future very soon.This would be my guru dakshina to my school and my Headmistress.

Remembering my Guru's

September the 5th in India is celebrated as teachers day.A day in remembrance of  the teachers who shape our life and play an important role  in moulding a  student in to a model citizen.Some times teachers are our friends,our guides or our mentors who help us to get on with our studies with their support.There are many such people in my childhood i remember very well.People who have trained me to speak various languages,who nurtured my mind so that I would always think positively and take the right decisions.

My special thanks goes to my headmistress Hemalatha Pradhan,who made us to realise the importance of the English language and use it as a tool to build relations across various spectrum's of the society.Teachers who have dedicated their lives in spreading the knowledge they posses and bringing up the cognizants of tomoro in today's children should never be forgotten.



Gone are the days
When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and benches.

Gone are the days
When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
Managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.

Gone are the days
When we chased one another in the corridors in Intervals,
And returned to the classrooms drenched in sweat.

Gone are the days
When a single P.T. and games period in the week's Time Table, Was awaited more
eagerly than the monsoons.

Gone are the days
Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy.

Gone are the days
Of Sports Day, and the annual School Day,
And the one-month long preparations for them.

Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly, Half Yearly and Annual Exams,
And the most enjoyed holidays after them.

Gone are the days
We learnt, we enjoyed, we played, we won, we lost, We laughed, we cried,
we fought, we thought.

Gone are the days
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience

A pleasant Surprise!

The thing i have been waiting for from the past 3 months has finally happened.It rained!!(no big deal)but it was a deluge.

Not that i am complaining about it but its supposed to be the monson season now and it has been a disaster this year.There are almost drought conditions prevailing in my area and boy! this was totally unexpected .

It was for a while that i could fully realise what was happening because i was sceptical it would fizzle out.On the contrary it went from strength to strength and the rain came down in torrents with  strong winds whipping up leaves and spraying water allaround.The next thing i did was to rush inside and grab my camera and started clicking away like mad.I didnt know why i did that may be because i wanted this to happen for many days now?

It was only a matter of time before my dog began to jump about in the water...may be it was relishing the moment too..i had to run behind it and persuade it to ocme back in the house....but not before being drenched.

Progress through processors....

I was just going through some fan sites today when i noticed this application.Called progress through processors,Intel's initiative uses Idle time of CPU'S around the world who are connected to the gridrepublic which also runs various other not for profit initatives like climate control,rosetta home and reasearch for malaria in sub saharan africa



This initiative excited  me and i decided to see how the whole system works.After logging into facebook and downloading the app,The software utilizes idle time of the CPU.

A neat interface gives information on diskusage,resource statistics and available projects which we can join.

Volunteer computing seems to be an ideal platform for organmizations who cannot afford the huge costs involved in purchasing and maintaining complex systems.The cloud has indeed made the world into a smaller place, a global village of sorts.Kudos to intel