Saturday, September 24, 2005


Two months ago a friend of mine got married at a ceremony at a Church... in quite a rush! On enquiry as to the why the marriage happened in such a hurry.
The Answer came "Aadi month is starting tomorrow that's why."
Me, totally surprised "But what has the Aadi month superstition got to do with Christianity?!?!?"
"Nothing... Summa... Uncle told... Auntie told... Granny told... Neighbor told... blah... blah..." came the response.

I also have a problem with people taking processions with statues of Jesus...
Next what? Dissolving the statues in the sea on Christmas day like on Ganesh Chathurthi?

Also people have started lighting camphor and incense sticks in small road side churches....
Next what? Abishekam and Puja for Jesus with Honey and Milk?

Also people who have recently converted to Christianity start visiting Hindu temples in times of trouble, exam times etc!

I DON'T have a problem with people changing their faith from god to god. It's a free world anyone can follow any religion But what's the point in changing from one religion to another when u can't trust either or beleive that god is one?

Disclaimer: I am NOT a radical Hindu Fanatic. I just have a problem with spineless people. And all the above are happening in Chennai if not anywhere else.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

25th Post - 25 Likes

Twenty Five things I like... love... Enjoy....It's in no particular order though...

01. Chennai City, liked Madras better though
02. Good Food... anything really, I love to experiment
03. Psychiatry
04. Black and Blue... No its not about getting beaten up!
05. Family and Friends... the truthful and loyal ones especially.
06. Noisy Restless children.
07. Good Books... Anything really...
08. My current Hobby, Blogging!
09. Dogs... in all shapes and sizes!
10. Elliots' Beach, my fav hangout...
11. Music... Anything's fine as long as it ain't too loud.
12. Photography... It's my new digi cam actually, how comfortable...
13. SMS!
14. Jokes... esp. the ones that make u laugh till ur tummy aches...
15. Movies... SciFi, Drama, Humor, Animation, Thrillers
16. 24 hour News Channels.
17. The Broad band experience.
18. Munnar and Manali... Heaven on earth!
19. Quiet moments spent in solitude as the world sleeps...
20. Daily morning dose of news print c/o The Hindu
21. Cartoons... Tom n' Jerry Rulze!
22. Early morning Jog in the park.
23. Radio Mirchi... Sama hot Machi!
24. Simple PC games... Short and Snappy.
25. Formula One Racing.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

How Gullible Are We?

I got a forwarded SMS from a pal asking me to give me a Missed Call to his mobile so that he could find it. I buzzed him back asking if anybody actually fell for this trick. He said his head count(of fools) was 8. I decide to give it a go... In spite of frequently making a fool of everyone around and developing a reputation of being a person who perpetually pulls practical jokes on others 10 people actually fell for it!! Then I chanced upon this article...

A freshman at Eagle Rock Junior High won first prize at the Greater Idaho Falls Science Fair, April 26, 1997. He was attempting to show how conditioned we have become to the alarmists practicing junk science and spreading fear of everything in our environment. In his project he urged people to sign a petition demanding strict control or total elimination of the chemical “dihydrogen monoxide.” And for plenty of good reasons, since...
1. it causes excessive sweating and vomiting
2. it is a major component in acid rain
3. it can cause severe burns in its gaseous state
4. it can kill you if accidentally inhaled
5. it contributes to erosion
6. it decreases effectiveness of automobile brakes
7. it has been found in tumors of terminal cancer patients

He asked 50 people if they supported a ban of the chemical dihydrogen monoxide. Forty-three said yes, six were undecided, and only one knew that the chemical was...

The title of his prize winning project was, “How Gullible Are We?” The conclusion is obvious.

'Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege'

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Would you've behaved in a Similar Fashion?

One day, a ten year old boy went to an ice-cream shop, sat at a table and asked the waitress, “How much is an ice-cream cone?” She said, “seventy-five cents”. The boy started counting the coins he had in his hand. Then he asked how much a small cup of ice-cream was. The waitress impatiently replied, sixty-five cents. The boy said, “I will have the small ice-cream cup”. He had his ice-cream paid the bill and left. When the waitress came to pick up the empty plate, she was touched. Underneath were ten one-cent coins as tip. The little boy has consideration for the waitress before he ordered his ice-cream. He showed sensitivity and caring. He thought of others before himself.

If we all thought like the little boy, we would have a great place to live. Show consideration, courtesy and politeness. Thoughtfulness shows a caring attitude.

Original Post by Karthique

Thursday, September 08, 2005

The Rain Dance

My Stomach was grumbling, just two more pages I said to myself, let me finish this chapter and go home for lunch. But just as I shut the book the sky opened up and it started pouring. I had removed the rain coat from the haversack I carried to the University Library daily only today morning. Cursing myself I waited for a few minutes at the vehicle parking lot wishing the rain would stop, but it continued to pour down relentlessly.

Wet spectacles, dim light in the evenings and the glare of the headlights of the oncoming traffic have all prevented me from enjoying driving through the rain in the past. If not now, when I thought, putting on my helmet I started off as some of the waiting doctors stared at me as I was going in for a suicide.

The Sun was shining bright enough through the clouds to allow me a clear vision through my helmet visor. I always wanted to drive through the puddles of water spraying water on either side... But not wanting to wet myself and those around me I've resisted this pleasure for long. As I whizzed through empty roads filled with the less adventurous standing under bus shelters and trees hoping to wait out the rain, I really pitied them for not being able to enjoy what I was. I zig Zagged my way in the pouring rain cutting through every puddle spraying water on either side ah.... at last.... this was great.

As I turned into my lane all drenched and dripping, the rain stopped as if someone above turned off a switch.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

The bright side

Your Monitor is dying... Hema told me when I complained that the pictures weren't bright enough on my PC's Monitor. We tried fiddling with all the buttons on the monitor and with the Gamma correction on the driver software but to no avail...He pronounced the death sentence again, and told me I had no other go but to get a new monitor.

So, I got myself one too... Presto! the change was obvious and instantaneous! When I finally visited my blog, I felt like puking... A navy blue background with Orange, Yellow and Green Polka Dots all over??? All along I had been thinking it was Black with subtle dots here and there!!! I decided at that moment it had to go... It took me a few minutes to change my template but all the tweaking took two days till I was satisfied... Here it is!

Sunday, September 04, 2005

India Pledges Aid to the USA - A Paradox?

Prime Minister Manmohan Singh has announced that India would contribute 5 million dollars to the United States Red Cross for relief and rehabilitation of the victims of the devastating hurricane Katrina.

While the Nationalists can do some chest thumping about the above deed that India is a growing super power so on and so forth...
Isn't it Paradoxical that India a country that was ranked 145th in the Gross National Income Per Capita (GNIPC) by the World Bank for 2004 is aiding a country that is ranked third in the list and whose GNIPC was over 12 times higher last year?

It's not as if all the citizens of our country have 3 meals a day and clean drinking water. It's not as if the US of A is short of money. It's not as if this 5 Million Dollars is going to make a big difference.

Why this unnecessary display of philanthropy? Who are we trying to please? Who are we trying to impress?

Saturday, September 03, 2005

1984 Riots through the Retrospectoscope

They were burning him as if playing a normal street game. A few kept him pinned down to the ground while others poured petrol on him. After kicking him to the content of their hearts they torched him. With a burning body, he ran here and there. Someone brought a burning tire and with the help of a long rod and put it around his neck, receiving a great round of applause. They clapped and they chatted. There was no sound coming from him. He just ran like a giant flame, aimlessly flailing his arms in order to capture something in the air. They playfully avoided him, giggling, joking. Then he fell on the ground, giving up the fight against the unknown demons. Some just danced around without purpose, clapping each others’ backs. None looked angry. None of them looked familiar. I watched this from my window. I knew that it was just a matter of someone pointing to our house. With bated breath I waited. Every second was like an hour. I knew they would move on looking for the next victim to kill, the next house or shop to loot and burn, but when? Would they discover our house before that? This thought redefined the way I think of home. This was the same road that used to look so friendly, brimming with neighbors and tens of familiar faces. Now, at a grey dusk, it looked like the shadow of hell, with strange, unknown monsters wandering around as if they owned the world. In my right hand I held my crutch, and in my left hand I held a cricket bat. My legs trembled with fear and excitement while I remembered my grandfather saying, “If we have to die, Veera (brother), let’s make sure we take one of them with us.” I knew I couldn’t even raise the heavy bat but it was kind of reassuring to hold it. My sisters had already been sent upstairs to our Hindu neighbors. I had refused to go, and my mother had silently accepted that if we were attacked, I was to be the first one to confront the mob because whenever loud noises seemed to be approaching, she would say, “Pali uth, crutches pale!” (Pali, get up and put on your crutches!)

Read the Rest of the touching tale at Amrit's Blog

and my earlier post on the subject

Friday, September 02, 2005

Terrorism through the Retrospectoscope

You shall reap what you sow...
The cartoon below pretty much summarizes the current world scenario.

The Americans trained and armed the Taliban in Afghanistan through the Pakistanis to counter the Soviets. When the Soviets were gone the Taliban took over and when 9/11 happened, the Americans shattered the country in search of Osama. But now Osama had friends in the Oil rich Saudi and other Islamic nations, he continues to evade the Americans. Even if Osama dies he will only become a Martyr. Osama and his group of capricious freaks who call themselves Al-Quaeda have already attained a cult status that wouldn't die down even if Bush's army hunts down every single one of them.

With an unfinished war in Afghanistan, Bush set his sights on Iraq. Again it was the west that armed Saddam to counter Iran. There was no doubt for the Americans that WMDs existed because it was they who trained and helped Iraq build them in the first place. Either the WMDs are well hidden or have already found their way to some terrorist organization to be used against the west in the near future. Like 9/11 and 7/7 those incidents would also become symbols... Memories... Reasons for further witch hunts.

The arbitrary Slaughter of innocent civilians like on 9/11 and 7/7 are not crimes against the US or UK but against the whole humanity. Nowadays terrorism is seldom based on justifiable causes, they are rebels without a cause, if not the US or Europe there's always Israel or India! For that reason Terrorism will not and cannot succeed in a civilized world.

Religion and not politics is the motivator of present day terrorism for that reason the 'War on Terror' will never succeed either. Bush's War is so dishonest and unmindful of the root cause. Dishonest because America discriminates between terrorist and terrorist. While transfer of Nuclear technology by Pakistan was acceptable, potential acquisition by Iraq was not. Unless we remove the conditions that feed terrorism, Terrorism will continue as long as humanity exists...

Thursday, September 01, 2005


I was back in the Temple City for some work at the College. Madurai... A city built around a temple, with each concentric square having a North, East, South and West @#$%& Road. The place hardly befits the suffix city, it would be better off referred to as a town though it continues to be called a city because the nearest 'real cities' are a few hundred kilometers away!!

I had gone to Madurai to work on a minor research project for an upcoming conference, which explains my absence on Blogger. I met my Medicine Professor( A gem of a man, who never ceases to amaze all around him), fine tuned my idea and prepared the basics of the study. All was going well with my study on 'Birth Weight of Infants born to HIV+ mothers', the control was done, the necessary clearance obtained from the Obstetrics & Gynaecology Professor...

My free run hit a Road Block when I had to meet an Assistant Professor of the O&G Department (lets say Dr.C) who was in charge of child births to HIV+ mothers. She was unaware of the conference so after getting all the details from me, she asked me to return the next day with a different pro forma. The next day after the data was collected she took all the proformas and registers home for reasons she didn't bother to explain. On Saturday afternoon last week, with just a week to go for the deadline for abstract submission she informed me that the O&G Professor had decided to present a paper on the same topic and so I had to quit!!! When I told her that it was the O&G Professor had earlier permitted me to start the work, she rudely told me it was 'none of my business'

Shocked and dejected I informed me my Medicine Professor about the new development, declension rather. He assured me that he would try to reclaim my work for me after the weekend. On Tuesday when we were able to meet the O&G Professor, we learnt that she was totally unaware of the paper and Saturday's events. Confused we approached Dr.C, the woman who was probably twice my age couldn't even face me. She yielded to the Medicine Professor questioning that she had decided to present a paper on that topic!!! Repeated requests by the Medicine Professor to let me at least be a second author (for my work) fell on deaf ears.

'Kaput' went my hopes, but my anger flared up at my own helplessness. She was going to present a paper at a conference that I had told her about and on a study I had worked on for several days... and nights... I cursed myself for my naivety for trusting her with the data, But has the human race degenerated to a state where we can't trust our own teachers?

With a steely resolve not to be bogged down by the actions of a selfish woman I completed another work before the deadline. On the bright side, my Medicine Professor helped me spawn off two more papers from the data I still had and most importantly I learnt a valuable lesson on TRUST!

When I emptied my cup of woes to a few of my friends, I learnt of a few instances where teachers have misused the work of students and have claimed the work of others as their own. I don't know if this is a situation only in my college or the medical fraternity alone but Beware!

Some people learn from the mistakes of others, Others try to learn things the hard way through personal experience enduring much hardship and pain along the way. I learnt it the hard way... hope you don't too...