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From Ramayana - Give your spouse's words a thought

This is the first time I am touching the great Indian epic Ramayana on my blog. I am surprised that it had not occured to my mind over the last five years of blogging. Anyways, 'Better late than Never'. I googled for the mini version of Ramayana and found this page: http://www.kerals.com/ramayanam/index.htm There must be many more; Pick one of them and read through when you find time. For non-Indians or people who have not had a chance to read the Ramayana completely, here are some details : Ramayana is the story of Lord Vishnu in the incarnation of King Rama, the ruler of Ayodhya. Ramayana was written by Valmiki with the blessings of the divine for the people of the world to learn life. Ramayana has innumerable sub stories and very interesting ones at that. There are some enthusiasts who have a thousand views ( both plus and minus) of the various segments of the story. Don't let them bother your flow of thoughts. Every step of the story has some message for you. You cannot

Tendulkar's 98th century and Me!!!!!

If you know me, I am sure you must be amazed at the title of this post. But yes, I am writing this post as the match between India and England is storming in Chinnaswamy Stadium in Bangalore. And my Television is ON since the first strike of the match and that's important here. :-) and as much as it is important it is unbelievable. Like a lot of people, I am a fan of Tendulkar not because I am a fan of cricket but because there have been news instances that Tendulkar's strikes have helped the team's stance wonderfully well in a lot of matches. That's all I knew about cricket and Tendulkar. Who has ever sat through the match completely to see what happens on the field!!!! I was not expecting a hundred from Tendulkar this time.. Don't ask me why, but I just didn't. Sat watching the match non-judgementally except that I was sure that if Tendulkar does not cross fifty runs in partnership or if he gets out of the game early, then the team will lose. It has been my in

Make Pineapple Rasam

When you are more than satisfied eating the pineapple slices and the last few slices seem too much to finish. This is a very quick and simple dish. I took an immediate liking to the pineapple slices because I loved the way it was being methodically cut into pieces and packed neatly in plastic cases. We picked up one such box and managed to finish most of the slices. When we could not eat anymore, I decided to make the best use of the remaining slices. The result was a super-hit and is definitely worth a try. Ingredients: Pineapple slices, Water, Thoor Dal, Tamarind, Cumin seeds, Asafoetida, Salt, Red Chilli powder, Ghee or oil. How to make pineapple rasam: You need three mixtures : Mashed Pineapples in water, Tamarind in water, Boiled Thoor Dal in water. In a frying pan, pour a little ghee or oil. Add cumin seeds and asafoetida; when the cumin seeds begin to splutter, add tamarind water. In two minutes time, add pineapple water, a pinch of red chilli powder and salt to tas

I dont hate cricket!!!

In my life, I never expected that I will actually watch Cricket in intervals and report the score to someone.. I for one person, don't believe in this whole game of cricket. I know your expression, dear cricket fans, but I really cannot sit through fifty overs of the game watching two people play the game amidst the seemingly pointless, unbelievably loudest cheer. I do admit that there must be something I am missing here, else how will I ever be able to explain the high blood pressure levels, loudest cheers, noises of the highest decibels in some Indian neighbourhoods, when a cricket match is going on? When my mind started thinking like that, I didnt realize that I unconsciously got pulled into it. The cricket game as such is very much like contagious laughter... Some where in your life you get drawn into it. I improved from the "I hate cricket" status to "I dont mind watching the last five overs of the game but I cant stand the whole game and most importantly the ti

My name is E-mail

Hello all, My name is E-mail. I have become popular among people - young and old - since the past decade. It is interesting to note that a lot of people have so much to talk to their people and I am very happy to carry their messages. However there are a few problems that no one seems to be lending their ears and eyes to. Wonder why some people try to write unsolicited e-mails to others in the name of making friends? Wonder why some e-mails go unnoticed? Wonder why some e-mails are fully read and taken for granted? Wonder why people trash the well-intended e-mails mistakenly addressed to them, when they should be notifying the sender? Wonder why it is so hard to address some one by name or title or whatever is appropriate in an e-mail? Wonder why people cant take two seconds longer to sign their name or initial at the close of an e-mail? Wonder why people do not understand that chain e-mails in the name of religion or luck are still a set of bits - zeroes and ones so to speak? Wonder w

There is lots to do - TILTD syndrome!!!!

I am seriously ill with the T-I-L-T-D syndrome... Here are the symptoms - applies to most people at all times and all places as far as I can comprehend: There is a lot to do and to be finished and to be got done and to be done with and to complete. You dont know where to start and are already waiting for them all to be closed as fast as possible. Your mind wanders to hobbies and interests when you know you cannot afford time for them all. You work so much and miss your meal timings or dont work at all and do nothing but eat all the time. You are just bored with the thought of the load. Last, but not the least, you wish you had the help of a genie who would get everything done for you at work or home. Yes the thought that there is so much to do often weighs heavily on us and makes us tired more than the fact that all of it can be done one after another. I have so much to write on my blog and have not started at all. That is the reason for this post.. An explicit admittal of the fact tha