Monday, February 27, 2006
Treat
treat
n.
1. Something, such as one's food or entertainment, that is paid for by someone else.
2. A source of a special delight or pleasure: His trip abroad was a real treat.
v. treat·ed, treat·ing, treats
v.tr.
1. To act or behave in a specified manner toward.
2. To regard and handle in a certain way. Often used with as: treated the matter as a joke.
3. To deal with in writing or speech; discuss: a book that treats all aspects of health care.
4. To deal with or represent artistically in a specified manner or style: treats the subject poetically.
5.
a. To provide with food, entertainment, or gifts at one's own expense: treated her sister to the theater.
b. To give (someone or oneself) something pleasurable: treated herself to a day in the country.
6. To subject to a process, action, or change, especially to a chemical or physical process or application.
7.
a. To give medical aid to (someone): treated many patients in the emergency room.
b. To give medical aid to counteract (a disease or condition): treated malaria with quinine.
v.intr.
1. To deal with a subject or topic in writing or speech. Often used with of: The essay treats of courtly love.
2. To pay for another's entertainment, food, or drink.
3. To engage in negotiations, as to reach a settlement or agree on terms: "Both sides nonetheless are quite willing to treat with [the king]" Gregory J. Wallance.
This is a dictionary says for the word.
The purpose of the post is to list other possiblities. Basically about treating a person. The post is written with a male in mind, for a female, appropriate changes may be effected.
a. giving him food
b. taking him to restaurant
c. calling him a dum#$%^k
d. slap him
f. flirt with his girl/boy friend(s) while he watches
g. elop with his girl/boy friend(s)
h. shove up a canon and fire it
i. strip him and put into a room with a gay guy inside
j. chain him and feed him dog food
k. make him the Chief Minister of Bihar
l. make him eat shit rice in mess
m. beat him up
n. bash him up
o. put a video cam in his bed room and sell the tapes
p. tie him to a chair and blare some gult music into his ears
q. make him the culprit of a political murder
r. order 5 large size pizzas to be deliverd in his name and make him pay for it.
s. thulp all the pizzas coz poor guy cant eat 5 large ones.
t. do it on a day when he has thulped in the mess and you are hungry.
u. invite the full wing to help.
v. dont even let him drink the free coke.
w. fill in nomination forms for elections in his name and dont let him withdraw.
x. actually treat him nicely and politely when he comes to visit you.
y. a linear combination of any of the above said methods.
z. make him read this blog.
Of course, not exhaustive list. Sadly, i have run out of letters from the english alphabet
PS: The inspiration to write this post was a converstion with a good buddy about a particularly c$*%(@a friend(CF). And hence, the post is dedicated to the CF as he is the veteran in extracting treats out of every possible person including mess workers. Well, i can go on and write more on him, but, then let me not give more details on him.
n.
1. Something, such as one's food or entertainment, that is paid for by someone else.
2. A source of a special delight or pleasure: His trip abroad was a real treat.
v. treat·ed, treat·ing, treats
v.tr.
1. To act or behave in a specified manner toward.
2. To regard and handle in a certain way. Often used with as: treated the matter as a joke.
3. To deal with in writing or speech; discuss: a book that treats all aspects of health care.
4. To deal with or represent artistically in a specified manner or style: treats the subject poetically.
5.
a. To provide with food, entertainment, or gifts at one's own expense: treated her sister to the theater.
b. To give (someone or oneself) something pleasurable: treated herself to a day in the country.
6. To subject to a process, action, or change, especially to a chemical or physical process or application.
7.
a. To give medical aid to (someone): treated many patients in the emergency room.
b. To give medical aid to counteract (a disease or condition): treated malaria with quinine.
v.intr.
1. To deal with a subject or topic in writing or speech. Often used with of: The essay treats of courtly love.
2. To pay for another's entertainment, food, or drink.
3. To engage in negotiations, as to reach a settlement or agree on terms: "Both sides nonetheless are quite willing to treat with [the king]" Gregory J. Wallance.
This is a dictionary says for the word.
The purpose of the post is to list other possiblities. Basically about treating a person. The post is written with a male in mind, for a female, appropriate changes may be effected.
a. giving him food
b. taking him to restaurant
c. calling him a dum#$%^k
d. slap him
f. flirt with his girl/boy friend(s) while he watches
g. elop with his girl/boy friend(s)
h. shove up a canon and fire it
i. strip him and put into a room with a gay guy inside
j. chain him and feed him dog food
k. make him the Chief Minister of Bihar
l. make him eat shit rice in mess
m. beat him up
n. bash him up
o. put a video cam in his bed room and sell the tapes
p. tie him to a chair and blare some gult music into his ears
q. make him the culprit of a political murder
r. order 5 large size pizzas to be deliverd in his name and make him pay for it.
s. thulp all the pizzas coz poor guy cant eat 5 large ones.
t. do it on a day when he has thulped in the mess and you are hungry.
u. invite the full wing to help.
v. dont even let him drink the free coke.
w. fill in nomination forms for elections in his name and dont let him withdraw.
x. actually treat him nicely and politely when he comes to visit you.
y. a linear combination of any of the above said methods.
z. make him read this blog.
Of course, not exhaustive list. Sadly, i have run out of letters from the english alphabet
PS: The inspiration to write this post was a converstion with a good buddy about a particularly c$*%(@a friend(CF). And hence, the post is dedicated to the CF as he is the veteran in extracting treats out of every possible person including mess workers. Well, i can go on and write more on him, but, then let me not give more details on him.
Sunday, February 19, 2006
On the same road yet again.
On a quite sunday morning, i set out of my house in the petrol leaking moped of mine with no particular destination to reach. The vague plan was to reach the school were we had coaching classes to enter IIT. I could drop in there at anytime, and hence was quite a bit lethargic in going there.
So, there i was getting out of the bylanes of triplicane to reach Ice House Bus Stand. The terminus is named after the building used by the British to store Ice. The building is just beyond one end of the terminus, which is just a row of buses parked on the main road. On a regular day, i would turn left into Dr. Besant Road on my way to IIT. Today i had to turn right heading West on Dr. Besant Road to reach my 'destination'. I decided to go as slow as possible taking a complete account of what has changed and what has not over the 5-6 years i have not frequented this route.
On the same road, Hotel Viveka has been renovated and so has the Police Quarters opposite to it. The SBI branch there has a new ATM in front and the Kasthuri Srinivasan Library has moved to the first floor of the same building. This Library is the store house of one of the biggest collections of books in the locality. One of the favourite places for most people in triplicane to get books for killing time. Down the road stands, NKT School and Ice house police station and then the stretch of Mirsahibpet which still remains as dirty and congested as it used to be. The end of the stretch is the Vinayaga Temple and the market and a Mosque. This is where, the road gets itself renamed as Peters Road. The Arabic Madarasa and the Anglo Indian School which come next are still intact. Then the auction shops and the Burial Ground still stay there below the Flyover which goes over the signal in front of Govt Royapettah Hospital.
Where the Flyover ends, to the left is New College. A minar or two has come up newly inside the campus. To the right there is Adarsh School which has a new gate, while the other school there still stays the same way.
This were i would usually turn left to reach my school. Conronsmith Road, which leads to my school. Havent used the road in the past 7-8 years now. The road hasnt changed. MV Diabetics centre and the Muslim School and the the Corporation Ground, which now has a new baski court, and the Civil Supplies Office. Beyond this are a set of educational institutions, 7 of them, which includes my school. while almost all building have been remodelled, only the schools remains as such. The only other building which hasnt changed is one which houses the Gopalapuram post office and Santosh Cool Bar. The shop keeper still remembers me serves me the usual Samosa and Cane Juice. Most of the students in all the schools around would come here to eat the samosa and cane juice everyday. After eating i come back on the same road to turn left again into Peters Road. It is at this point if one goes straight, one reaches 'Satyam Cinemas'
End of Peters Road leads to Mount Road, near Church Park School and Thousand Lights Mosques. The Saravana Bhavan at the junction has quite a few new restaurants.
On Mount Road, Saffire Theatre is gone. Climbing up and down Anna Flyover, i reach Uttamar Gandhi Salai(formerly called Nungambakkam High Road). Down this road, nothing much has changed. Landmark, Ispahani, CA insti, IT office, Hotel Ranjith, Taj Coramendel and then Crystal Petrol Bunk, where i used to fill fuel to my moped everyday to college. I fill petrol today as well, and there i noticed that the building opposite to it, the old villa, a bunglow of the olden era doesnt stay there anymore. There is vacant space here as well. Further down the road is Cakes 'n' Bakes, and NIIT where I learnt all of my computing skills over 3 years. And then the same buildings lead to Village Road, on which stands Raja Bhavana, where i have contemplated to eat everytime i have passed thro' but have not done it even once. This area is the first and one of the longest round abouts caused because of creating one-way traffic. The immediate left turn into Wheatgrofts road, there is this building which now is a guesthouse/hotel. The Building's super structure has been the same but it was first the home of a large family and then a furniture shop and then a sweet shop and then a hotel and then a mansion and then a godown and what else not, before whatever it is now. The right turn and left takes me into Sterling Road, which cannot change. All the Railway quarters and Srilankan Consulate's Name board on an empty land. End of the road is Loyola College, opposite to which Allen Solly and Peter England and Pepe Jeans outlets have come. Just beyond the College is a Road Under Bridge which leads to Choolaimedu. At the end of this subway, I should turn left to reach the school were our coaching classes happened. Going further Straight would lead to my college, quite tempting, but thats another day.
Turning left, the same dirty roads and then a church. This church has not been active on any of the sundays i went past the same place and then turn right into a small lane to reach the school where the classes still go on. There is another church here which has never failed to conduct a Sunday Mass. There is one happening today as well.
After seeing the school and the class going on and meeting the men who taught us during those days, i start again. Go Straight to Nungambakkam Railway Station. The same man at the canteen cash counter. Dosa and Sambara Vada ordered and served and swallowed. Again i am off there to the subway and back on Sterling Road. End of Sterling Road is where Village Road cuts across. Thanks to the one way system, one cant turn right into Village Road but go straight on College Road. Down this road, Good Sheperd School still stand and Alliance Francaise. Further down is the Regional Meteriological Department's Office and BNP Paribas Bank. This is where one must turn right into Haddows road to reach Uttamar Gandhi Salai and out of the one way.
I decide to get out of the one-way right there and proceed straight on College Road. To check some other roads i used to take on my way to college. Grindlays Bank has expanded more. First time in its History, the Women's Christian College has a name board and Shankar Netralaya has brought down one of its buildings for whatever reasons. SBI's new building is fully operational and the Tamilnadu Examinations board and Textbook society havent been affected by the 'shift to koyambedu syndrome'. Tulsi restaurant is gone, so sad, i could never eat there. One is tempted to go straight on Greams Road and reach Mount Road. On Mount Road, each day one has a new rule to follow to turn into every road, hence one chooses to turn left over the cooum bridge right here to proceed on Pantheon Road. Down this road is the Madras Museum and Connemera Library. I however choose to turn right on Monteith Road to see Alsa Mall. The building still stays, but the crowds, well spencers have taken all the people from Alsa Mall. And further, Hotel Ambassador Pallava has a 'sports planet', whatever that was. The Bank of Baroda office and Kwality Ice cream shop have shrunk to give away to shopping centers. The Hospital in between still stays. End of road and Rajarathnam Stadium. I turn right into Marshalls Road (called Rukmani Lakshmipathy Road these days). The road must have been recently opened for lying something or the other and needs to be black topped. Beyond the Govt Eye Hospital one reaches the junction of 5 roads. Traffic here flows around two roundtanas, in the middle of one stand C P Adithanaar, dont ask me who he is. Incidentally Pantheon Road from which i drifted earlier comes to this junction. What is so nice about this junction is that, it is a stonethrow's distance from the City Police Commissionorate and the Metropolitan Magistrate Courts and is one of the busiest during all times of the day, yet never has there been a traffic Signal or a Police man to regulate the traffic.
I turn right into Adithanaar Salai, formerly Harris Road. This part is called Pudupet and is the wholesale area for all stolen auto spareparts. End of the road stand the broken remains of Chitra Talkies. Crossing the cooum bridge, one notices that Gaiety Theatre doesnt show any movies these days. Casino theatre has released a new telugu movie just a couple of days back. The twins where once upon a time famous for the Adults movies they showed. Casino took off early, and started releasing Hindi, English and Telugu movies starting with 'Taal', while Gaiety never changed its original trademark.
Down this road, Geetha Cafe is closed, Ritchie Street hasnt opened for the day and beyond the signal where Annadurai stands as a statute, Cursons building still stands since 1898. Tamilannai restaurant has opened a new entrance on the road and Annapoorna Cafeteria is still as empty as it used to be.
And then D1 Police Station, and there is a signal installed at the traffic junction here. I proceed straight down Wallajah Road, Kalaivaanar Arangam still stays. Paragon Cinema has given away to a Residential Apartment and then MAC stadium is there. I turn right into Bells Road to reach Triplicane.
From here i would have to used inner roads of Triplicane. Writing of the area would go into volumes. Well thats all for the day folks.
PS: I know this post is very long and can make sense only to true chennaite. So, if u cant understand any of this, just tell me its a nice post and do something else useful.
So, there i was getting out of the bylanes of triplicane to reach Ice House Bus Stand. The terminus is named after the building used by the British to store Ice. The building is just beyond one end of the terminus, which is just a row of buses parked on the main road. On a regular day, i would turn left into Dr. Besant Road on my way to IIT. Today i had to turn right heading West on Dr. Besant Road to reach my 'destination'. I decided to go as slow as possible taking a complete account of what has changed and what has not over the 5-6 years i have not frequented this route.
On the same road, Hotel Viveka has been renovated and so has the Police Quarters opposite to it. The SBI branch there has a new ATM in front and the Kasthuri Srinivasan Library has moved to the first floor of the same building. This Library is the store house of one of the biggest collections of books in the locality. One of the favourite places for most people in triplicane to get books for killing time. Down the road stands, NKT School and Ice house police station and then the stretch of Mirsahibpet which still remains as dirty and congested as it used to be. The end of the stretch is the Vinayaga Temple and the market and a Mosque. This is where, the road gets itself renamed as Peters Road. The Arabic Madarasa and the Anglo Indian School which come next are still intact. Then the auction shops and the Burial Ground still stay there below the Flyover which goes over the signal in front of Govt Royapettah Hospital.
Where the Flyover ends, to the left is New College. A minar or two has come up newly inside the campus. To the right there is Adarsh School which has a new gate, while the other school there still stays the same way.
This were i would usually turn left to reach my school. Conronsmith Road, which leads to my school. Havent used the road in the past 7-8 years now. The road hasnt changed. MV Diabetics centre and the Muslim School and the the Corporation Ground, which now has a new baski court, and the Civil Supplies Office. Beyond this are a set of educational institutions, 7 of them, which includes my school. while almost all building have been remodelled, only the schools remains as such. The only other building which hasnt changed is one which houses the Gopalapuram post office and Santosh Cool Bar. The shop keeper still remembers me serves me the usual Samosa and Cane Juice. Most of the students in all the schools around would come here to eat the samosa and cane juice everyday. After eating i come back on the same road to turn left again into Peters Road. It is at this point if one goes straight, one reaches 'Satyam Cinemas'
End of Peters Road leads to Mount Road, near Church Park School and Thousand Lights Mosques. The Saravana Bhavan at the junction has quite a few new restaurants.
On Mount Road, Saffire Theatre is gone. Climbing up and down Anna Flyover, i reach Uttamar Gandhi Salai(formerly called Nungambakkam High Road). Down this road, nothing much has changed. Landmark, Ispahani, CA insti, IT office, Hotel Ranjith, Taj Coramendel and then Crystal Petrol Bunk, where i used to fill fuel to my moped everyday to college. I fill petrol today as well, and there i noticed that the building opposite to it, the old villa, a bunglow of the olden era doesnt stay there anymore. There is vacant space here as well. Further down the road is Cakes 'n' Bakes, and NIIT where I learnt all of my computing skills over 3 years. And then the same buildings lead to Village Road, on which stands Raja Bhavana, where i have contemplated to eat everytime i have passed thro' but have not done it even once. This area is the first and one of the longest round abouts caused because of creating one-way traffic. The immediate left turn into Wheatgrofts road, there is this building which now is a guesthouse/hotel. The Building's super structure has been the same but it was first the home of a large family and then a furniture shop and then a sweet shop and then a hotel and then a mansion and then a godown and what else not, before whatever it is now. The right turn and left takes me into Sterling Road, which cannot change. All the Railway quarters and Srilankan Consulate's Name board on an empty land. End of the road is Loyola College, opposite to which Allen Solly and Peter England and Pepe Jeans outlets have come. Just beyond the College is a Road Under Bridge which leads to Choolaimedu. At the end of this subway, I should turn left to reach the school were our coaching classes happened. Going further Straight would lead to my college, quite tempting, but thats another day.
Turning left, the same dirty roads and then a church. This church has not been active on any of the sundays i went past the same place and then turn right into a small lane to reach the school where the classes still go on. There is another church here which has never failed to conduct a Sunday Mass. There is one happening today as well.
After seeing the school and the class going on and meeting the men who taught us during those days, i start again. Go Straight to Nungambakkam Railway Station. The same man at the canteen cash counter. Dosa and Sambara Vada ordered and served and swallowed. Again i am off there to the subway and back on Sterling Road. End of Sterling Road is where Village Road cuts across. Thanks to the one way system, one cant turn right into Village Road but go straight on College Road. Down this road, Good Sheperd School still stand and Alliance Francaise. Further down is the Regional Meteriological Department's Office and BNP Paribas Bank. This is where one must turn right into Haddows road to reach Uttamar Gandhi Salai and out of the one way.
I decide to get out of the one-way right there and proceed straight on College Road. To check some other roads i used to take on my way to college. Grindlays Bank has expanded more. First time in its History, the Women's Christian College has a name board and Shankar Netralaya has brought down one of its buildings for whatever reasons. SBI's new building is fully operational and the Tamilnadu Examinations board and Textbook society havent been affected by the 'shift to koyambedu syndrome'. Tulsi restaurant is gone, so sad, i could never eat there. One is tempted to go straight on Greams Road and reach Mount Road. On Mount Road, each day one has a new rule to follow to turn into every road, hence one chooses to turn left over the cooum bridge right here to proceed on Pantheon Road. Down this road is the Madras Museum and Connemera Library. I however choose to turn right on Monteith Road to see Alsa Mall. The building still stays, but the crowds, well spencers have taken all the people from Alsa Mall. And further, Hotel Ambassador Pallava has a 'sports planet', whatever that was. The Bank of Baroda office and Kwality Ice cream shop have shrunk to give away to shopping centers. The Hospital in between still stays. End of road and Rajarathnam Stadium. I turn right into Marshalls Road (called Rukmani Lakshmipathy Road these days). The road must have been recently opened for lying something or the other and needs to be black topped. Beyond the Govt Eye Hospital one reaches the junction of 5 roads. Traffic here flows around two roundtanas, in the middle of one stand C P Adithanaar, dont ask me who he is. Incidentally Pantheon Road from which i drifted earlier comes to this junction. What is so nice about this junction is that, it is a stonethrow's distance from the City Police Commissionorate and the Metropolitan Magistrate Courts and is one of the busiest during all times of the day, yet never has there been a traffic Signal or a Police man to regulate the traffic.
I turn right into Adithanaar Salai, formerly Harris Road. This part is called Pudupet and is the wholesale area for all stolen auto spareparts. End of the road stand the broken remains of Chitra Talkies. Crossing the cooum bridge, one notices that Gaiety Theatre doesnt show any movies these days. Casino theatre has released a new telugu movie just a couple of days back. The twins where once upon a time famous for the Adults movies they showed. Casino took off early, and started releasing Hindi, English and Telugu movies starting with 'Taal', while Gaiety never changed its original trademark.
Down this road, Geetha Cafe is closed, Ritchie Street hasnt opened for the day and beyond the signal where Annadurai stands as a statute, Cursons building still stands since 1898. Tamilannai restaurant has opened a new entrance on the road and Annapoorna Cafeteria is still as empty as it used to be.
And then D1 Police Station, and there is a signal installed at the traffic junction here. I proceed straight down Wallajah Road, Kalaivaanar Arangam still stays. Paragon Cinema has given away to a Residential Apartment and then MAC stadium is there. I turn right into Bells Road to reach Triplicane.
From here i would have to used inner roads of Triplicane. Writing of the area would go into volumes. Well thats all for the day folks.
PS: I know this post is very long and can make sense only to true chennaite. So, if u cant understand any of this, just tell me its a nice post and do something else useful.
Monday, February 13, 2006
TWT
Time Wasting Tactics as it is called in Just A Minute (JAM).
What does one do, when one is particular got nothing else to do? I dont know, what i have been doing since quite some time. I should be doing research for loooooooong hours a day. Am I actually doing, well dont know. I dont want to take an audit and see what am I doing.
Sleep for nothing less than 8 hours a day. One hour with paper. One hour for Sudokus on Hindu and Express and reading hindu again. One hour atleast to have my evening walk to gate. One hour to swim. One hour for Lunch. One hour for Dinner. One hour for miscellaneous activities. One hour each in the morning, afternoon and night for emails and orkut. I hopefully am doing 6 hours of research atleast a day. Toooooo less, how does one turn tables.
well, therila.
Friday, February 10, 2006
Friends' Weddings
Today was the most happening day for quite sometime now. Attending four weddings in a day is not something easy at all. Two in the morning and two in the evening.
The first was a senior from IIT Madras. The second being that of a M Sc class mate from IITM and the third being a good friend and the fourth being a School classmate, in the order i attended. And yeah, i did grub at all the places. The first one for morning tiffin. A normal one. The second one, full muhurtha saapadu in iyengar style from akkAravadisal and puliyodarai to kArAsev. It was good. At the first reception i took only the starters and some light crunchies to keep myself atleast half empty for the next reception. The last one, well the full course reception meal, with all the items served leaving no green patch visibly left on the leaf. Good it was yet again. For somebody who eats in Hostel mess everyday, anything served outside there should be good i guess. The grass is greener on the otherside, always.
The last one was the one i wanted to very badly attend, just for the fact that i can meet all those who studied with me in the same class for atleast a dozen years till about 7-8 years ago. My gosh, school was good fun. I still feel lost, when i realise that i have not made as many good friends after i left school. Almost eight years down the line, with people living all over the world, we all get to meet each other only on such occasions like a wedding or a preplanned gettogether. People come down from wherever to attend such meetings. Invariably be it wedding receptions or gettogethers, food is assured and usually expected to be very good.
Like all good things, the evening rather ended short, before all the 20 of us could exchange plesantaries and ask about whereabouts, the meeting had to be closed. The reception was over the groom, who was the classmate, was not anymore willing to entertain us. All the people had left. Only our gumbal was around and we did leave.
After all, school life is the most happy part of life. Life gets sadder with every passing day. The older you grow, the sadder your life becomes. sob sob.
Of the class of 43, 3 guys and 3 girls are married. 2 men are engaged and atleast 3-4 have fiancees to be engaged and married. Leaving out those who are not in contact, there are still about 30 of us yet to decide on marraige and all such worldly issues. So, i am not left out.
First of all why did i feel left out, Oh yeah, my dad told me 'You dont u love a female.' :P
The first was a senior from IIT Madras. The second being that of a M Sc class mate from IITM and the third being a good friend and the fourth being a School classmate, in the order i attended. And yeah, i did grub at all the places. The first one for morning tiffin. A normal one. The second one, full muhurtha saapadu in iyengar style from akkAravadisal and puliyodarai to kArAsev. It was good. At the first reception i took only the starters and some light crunchies to keep myself atleast half empty for the next reception. The last one, well the full course reception meal, with all the items served leaving no green patch visibly left on the leaf. Good it was yet again. For somebody who eats in Hostel mess everyday, anything served outside there should be good i guess. The grass is greener on the otherside, always.
The last one was the one i wanted to very badly attend, just for the fact that i can meet all those who studied with me in the same class for atleast a dozen years till about 7-8 years ago. My gosh, school was good fun. I still feel lost, when i realise that i have not made as many good friends after i left school. Almost eight years down the line, with people living all over the world, we all get to meet each other only on such occasions like a wedding or a preplanned gettogether. People come down from wherever to attend such meetings. Invariably be it wedding receptions or gettogethers, food is assured and usually expected to be very good.
Like all good things, the evening rather ended short, before all the 20 of us could exchange plesantaries and ask about whereabouts, the meeting had to be closed. The reception was over the groom, who was the classmate, was not anymore willing to entertain us. All the people had left. Only our gumbal was around and we did leave.
After all, school life is the most happy part of life. Life gets sadder with every passing day. The older you grow, the sadder your life becomes. sob sob.
Of the class of 43, 3 guys and 3 girls are married. 2 men are engaged and atleast 3-4 have fiancees to be engaged and married. Leaving out those who are not in contact, there are still about 30 of us yet to decide on marraige and all such worldly issues. So, i am not left out.
First of all why did i feel left out, Oh yeah, my dad told me 'You dont u love a female.' :P
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
film music
This was a tag Kesavan put on me, ages ago. found myself jobless enuf to fill it now.
Number of albums I own
No clue. May be about 15-20
First Album that I bought
Kadhalan cassette, after a big fight with my dad.
Last Album I bought(not including downloaded stuff):
not sure. long time since i bought one.
Currently listening to
nengil kudi irukkum - P Leela in the movie Irumbu Thirai
dil cheez kya hai from umrao jaan
Albums that I'd want to take with me if marooned on a deserted island(20 albums):
Well, definetely not film music. Just a radio which can tune into FM Gold and Rainbow.
Favourite singers
Male: SPB and TMS. I hate KJY
Female: Asha, no one else at all.
Duets: Nobody impressive
Songs that you are most likely to hear me sing or hum:
nengil kudi irukkum - P Leela in the movie Irumbu Thirai
Favorite Lyrics:
cant think of any now. so planning to publish the post without putting anything in this column.
Anyone wanting to get tagged for this can ask me. I will do the needful.
Number of albums I own
No clue. May be about 15-20
First Album that I bought
Kadhalan cassette, after a big fight with my dad.
Last Album I bought(not including downloaded stuff):
not sure. long time since i bought one.
Currently listening to
nengil kudi irukkum - P Leela in the movie Irumbu Thirai
dil cheez kya hai from umrao jaan
Albums that I'd want to take with me if marooned on a deserted island(20 albums):
Well, definetely not film music. Just a radio which can tune into FM Gold and Rainbow.
Favourite singers
Male: SPB and TMS. I hate KJY
Female: Asha, no one else at all.
Duets: Nobody impressive
Songs that you are most likely to hear me sing or hum:
nengil kudi irukkum - P Leela in the movie Irumbu Thirai
Favorite Lyrics:
cant think of any now. so planning to publish the post without putting anything in this column.
Anyone wanting to get tagged for this can ask me. I will do the needful.
Friday, February 03, 2006
I am a good friend.
Take the What Type of Friend are
You? quiz, and visit mutedfaith.com.
