<?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-5712777399590271317</id><updated>2012-01-28T11:50:28.630+05:30</updated><category term='Carnatic  concert'/><category term='Daughter'/><category term='Bangalore'/><category term='chess tournament'/><category term='summer vacation'/><category term='Children'/><category term='DPS EAst'/><category term='family'/><category term='Music'/><category term='films'/><category term='endhiran'/><category term='tag'/><category term='mother'/><category term='school'/><category term='carnatic concert'/><category term='carnatic  music'/><category term='T.M.Krishna'/><title type='text'>bhaamini</title><subtitle type='html'>Tea in a Storm 'cup'</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-2887513359038047734</id><published>2011-11-20T11:38:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-20T11:49:24.513+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daughter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chess tournament'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DPS EAst'/><title type='text'>First Chess Tournament</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;My 5.5 year Old Daughter  won four matches out of five she played and bagged the sixth place in  the chess tournament (under eight category). Totally there were 33  participants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.dpsblr.com/component/content/article/43-the-notice-board/340-champion-in-the-making.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; has acknowledged her victory. Thanks, &lt;a href="http://www.dpsblr.com/component/content/article/43-the-notice-board/340-champion-in-the-making.html"&gt;DPS East&lt;/a&gt;, for the encouragement given to the little one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-2887513359038047734?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/2887513359038047734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=2887513359038047734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/2887513359038047734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/2887513359038047734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2011/11/first-chess-tournament.html' title='First Chess Tournament'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-6819181826683474143</id><published>2011-03-23T21:29:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-28T11:47:05.213+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>Summer vacations in the eighties</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The summer vacations are approaching and everyday I come across a new list of names of camps that are with mixed package of “learning with fun for the kids.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I always think that how our parents managed when we were kids. I still remember that not even a single summer vacation was spent without visiting our athai’s and mama’s houses. We used to play from morning till night with our cousins. It was like a camp with no time limit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But nowadays relatives do not stay in the same city, in fact in my daughter’s case her cousins stay in a different country. So, it becomes totally impossible to meet during every vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Moreover, In today’s nuclear family it is really difficult to manage the children at home, especially during summer vacations. The children are so active that they need to be engaged throughout the day. Hence, summer camps take the place of the relative’s houses and teachers play the role of aunts and uncles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But I personally feel that the summer vacations in the eighties were more enjoyable with lots of fun filled games invented by children themselves when compared to the summer camps which are similar to the monotonous routine of schooling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-6819181826683474143?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/6819181826683474143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=6819181826683474143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/6819181826683474143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/6819181826683474143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2011/03/summer-vacations-in-eighties.html' title='Summer vacations in the eighties'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-1642769358220485788</id><published>2010-10-19T10:01:00.014+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-28T11:47:28.132+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='endhiran'/><title type='text'>Endhiran…. ‘engeyo poyittan’</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Endhiran' is the third rajini movie I watched in the big screen. The other two were 'annai or aalayam' and 'sri raaghavendra'.(rajini fans please forgive). I entered the movie hall with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;pre-conceived &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; thought that the film will be boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But I admit that this man has got some charisma that no Indian actor has. Especially the last forty minutes was really a celebration for the rajini fans when the spark like rajini in the role of chitti, version 2.0 appears. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;enna acting? I could visualize all the characters that rajini acted in his earlier days. Infact, when chitti  uttered the word ‘adaan robot’ , I felt like clapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No other actor will be suitable to play the role of chitti other than our super star. Shankar made a correct decision of offering the role to superstar which made this film a hit.Though the film did not have a lengthy story to narrate or punch dialogues like other rajini movies , still the three hours was really exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-1642769358220485788?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/1642769358220485788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=1642769358220485788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/1642769358220485788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/1642769358220485788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2010/10/endhiran-engeyo-poyittan.html' title='Endhiran…. ‘engeyo poyittan’'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-7890619623546492597</id><published>2010-10-18T09:41:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-28T11:47:57.442+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carnatic concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.M.Krishna'/><title type='text'>A cat at the concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yesterday my husband, daughter and I went for T.M.Krishna’s concert held at sankar mutt, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;maleswaram. There was a huge crowd and each one of us were finding a seat for ourselves. The main artist along with the accompanist entered the premises on time. Suddenly, a group of people raised their voices saying, ‘it will disturb the concert please send it out’. We, sitting at the back row could not understand the reason for the commotion. Finally, T.M.Krishna jumped out of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  &gt;dais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; and pulled the distressed ‘kitten’ and there was instantaneous applause from the audience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; My daughter was busy with her drawing and was totally unperturbed by the turn of events around her. We decided to leave the concert hall after the rendition of subaraya sastri’s ‘sankari neeve ..’ in raga begada. While we were discussing the intricacies of the concert my daughter interrupted us with a pertinent question-‘amma what happened to the cat?’. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-7890619623546492597?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/7890619623546492597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=7890619623546492597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/7890619623546492597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/7890619623546492597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2010/10/cat-in-concert.html' title='A cat at the concert'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-626488269365888252</id><published>2010-05-22T14:13:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-23T13:40:53.258+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Four today!!!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday ananu kutty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://w0qa0.esnips.com//web/ananuuyirumneeye/?widget=birdButtonBlue"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;embed quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000" width="328" height="94" src="http://w0qa0.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/esnips_player.swf" flashvars="theTheme=blue&amp;amp;autoPlay=no&amp;amp;theFile=http://w0qa0.esnips.com//nsdoc/fdba52f0-1c65-4f15-960b-c05c1a5e3419&amp;amp;theName=ananu uyirum neeye&amp;amp;thePlayerURL=http://w0qa0.esnips.com//escentral/images/widgets/flash/mp3WidgetPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="2" style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; 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charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt; 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	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We have heard many songs in the tamil movies in praise of mother and motherhood. But the first song that everybody has in mind is ‘amma enrazhaikaadha’ sung by yesudass from the movie ‘mannan’ starring super star rajini kanth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But there are many songs that are equally melodious and sung by great singers. The list goes-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1 chinna thai aval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2 &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;naanaga naanillai taaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;kaalayil dinamum kanvizhithu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My all time favourite song is ‘Uyirum neeye’ from the film ‘pavithra’ sung by unnikrishnan.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You can hear the song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NovCNFS1O1M"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;belated mother's day wishes to all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-5471105762994216913?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/5471105762994216913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=5471105762994216913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5471105762994216913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5471105762994216913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2010/05/in-praise-of-mother.html' title='In praise of mother'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-7538657272885392584</id><published>2010-02-17T11:11:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-22T15:07:57.684+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Mein aisa kyon hoon………</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I have recently ventured into the weight reduction bandwagon. And joined the gym by name ‘inch by inch’… whether I lose in inches or not but at least my confidence level increases by doing the cardios and the weights. The trainers will always be behind us to see whether we dodge and their never ending counts and speed will really boost the morale. We can see men and women of different shapes and sizes, standing in different corners facing the mirror. And the only song that comes in everybody’s mind is ‘mein aisa kyon hoon…….’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-7538657272885392584?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/7538657272885392584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=7538657272885392584' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/7538657272885392584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/7538657272885392584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2010/02/mein-aisa-kyon-hoon.html' title='Mein aisa kyon hoon………'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-3531489416276542843</id><published>2010-01-10T20:59:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:09:59.578+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Radio mirchi contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Radio mirchi bangalore team were in my apartment for a small contest/program.the sponsors were Tvs scooty streak,sobha builders and kotak mahidra bank.They had conducted many contests for the kids and their mothers.My daughter actively participated in the drawing,dancing and singing competitions. She also bagged a prize for the dance.Yours truly was adjudged as the 'super mom' of the event for having participated in almost all the events and won a couple of them. You can hear me shortly on radio mirchi.... keep it tuned....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-3531489416276542843?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/3531489416276542843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=3531489416276542843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3531489416276542843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3531489416276542843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2010/01/radio-mirchi-contest.html' title='Radio mirchi contest'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-5469942433202410240</id><published>2009-11-06T07:28:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-19T08:23:26.697+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A Grand master in the making</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;My six year old nephew played four hours of game of chess and in the process defeated fifteen contestants to bag the gold medal. Congrats M kutty... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SvOFVHb1j5I/AAAAAAAAA9A/h1zrkL9kELo/s1600-h/M+with+the+medal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400806975966908306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SvOFVHb1j5I/AAAAAAAAA9A/h1zrkL9kELo/s320/M+with+the+medal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SvOEXdjEoBI/AAAAAAAAA84/N8yS9eBYAfc/s1600-h/DSC07145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400805916750946322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SvOEXdjEoBI/AAAAAAAAA84/N8yS9eBYAfc/s320/DSC07145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-5469942433202410240?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/5469942433202410240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=5469942433202410240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5469942433202410240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5469942433202410240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/11/grand-master-in-making.html' title='A Grand master in the making'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SvOFVHb1j5I/AAAAAAAAA9A/h1zrkL9kELo/s72-c/M+with+the+medal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-1698642434797342794</id><published>2009-09-15T21:49:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:57:44.868+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>A rare recording of esoteric T.Brinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Iam mad about the song and with the voice of the singer.Listening to this as a continuous loop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4c065a5fc01c14d5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/1698642434797342794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=1698642434797342794' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/1698642434797342794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/1698642434797342794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/09/rare-recording-of-esoteric-tbrinda.html' title='A rare recording of esoteric T.Brinda'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-3198344130568995933</id><published>2009-09-05T07:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-05T07:58:48.711+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Who needs a break?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;I have never stayed away from my daughter for 24 hours in the past three and a quarter of years. I always thought that she will never stay without me. But last week I had to visit Chennai for a personal work. Hence, I had to leave my daughter here in Bangalore with her father. But to my great surprise she accompanied her father to the railway station to drop me and said ‘bye amma jaagaradaya po’ (have a safe trip). And whenever I called her she was talking with full enthu and I could get it from her tone that she has a wonderful time with her father.&lt;br /&gt;All these years I thought that I need a break from the baby care but now I realize that she felt the need much more than I…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-3198344130568995933?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/3198344130568995933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=3198344130568995933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3198344130568995933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3198344130568995933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/09/who-needs-break.html' title='Who needs a break?'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-237185065396446191</id><published>2009-08-24T20:25:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-24T20:32:00.715+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Engal veetu varalakshmi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SpKrFxxdhtI/AAAAAAAAA7I/74dFXKhcCzE/s1600-h/IMG_0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373545421154911954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SpKrFxxdhtI/AAAAAAAAA7I/74dFXKhcCzE/s200/IMG_0242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Among the festivals 'Varalakshmi vratam' is one that I celeberate with full enthusiasm. Here is the amman alankaaram that I have done this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/5712777399590271317-237185065396446191?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/237185065396446191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=237185065396446191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/237185065396446191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/237185065396446191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/08/engal-veetu-varalakshmi.html' title='Engal veetu varalakshmi'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SpKrFxxdhtI/AAAAAAAAA7I/74dFXKhcCzE/s72-c/IMG_0242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-7619119901543822125</id><published>2009-07-04T23:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:08:37.726+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>Birthdays + Schools = Trouble with teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;My three year old daughter brings a chocolate bar almost everyday from school, since the day she joined. We have been telling her on the bad effects of chocolates. At home we strictly say no for chocolates and the good part is, she brings the chocolate home and only with our permission she eats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why can’t the school ban chocolates like they have banned coke, pepsi and maggi in their canteen. Two weeks before, during the orientation session, a psychologist addressed the parents about the bad effects of children consuming chocolates and sugar. Even after that I do not understand why the school is still encouraging chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand the parents should also be aware of the fact that sending chocolates during birthdays not only spoil their own children but also the other wards in the school. Instead of chocolates why can’t they send small gifts like pencil or crayons which is useful but not harmful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if Cadbury refers to this aspect as their “khaas baath” ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-7619119901543822125?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/7619119901543822125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=7619119901543822125' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/7619119901543822125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/7619119901543822125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthdays-schools-trouble-with-teeth.html' title='Birthdays + Schools = Trouble with teeth'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-9166304351674612526</id><published>2009-06-22T09:02:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:29:22.507+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>என்னைப்பற்றி நான் Tag.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://http://www.blogeswari.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;ப்ளாகேஸ்வரி&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt; அவர்களால் டேக் செய்யப்பட்டுள்ளேன்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) உங்களுக்கு ஏன் இந்தப் பெயர் வந்தது? உங்களுக்கு உங்க பெயர் பிடிக்குமா?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பாமினி என்றால் பெண் என்று பொருள். இந்தப் பெயர் பிடித்ததினால் ப்ளாக்குக்கு இந்தப் பெயரை வைத்தேன்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) கடைசியா அழுதது எப்போது?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ஞாபகமில்லை... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) உங்களுக்கு உங்க கையெழுத்து பிடிக்குமா?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;சில சமயங்களில் பிடிக்கும்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) பிடித்த மதிய உணவு?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;வத்தக்குழம்பு பருப்பு உசிலி.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) நீங்க வேற யாருடனாவது நட்பு வெச்சுக்குவீங்களா?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;எல்லோருடனும் சகஜமாக பேசுவேன். ஆனால் சிலருடன் தான் நட்பு.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) கடல்ல குளிக்கப் பிடிக்குமா? அருவியில குளிக்கப் பிடிக்குமா?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;நீச்சல் குளத்துல.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) ஒருவரைப் பார்க்கும்போது முதலில் எதைக் கவனிப்பீர்கள்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அவர்கள் கண்களை.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) உங்க கிட்ட உங்களுக்குப் பிடிச்ச விஷயம் என்ன? பிடிக்காத விஷயம் என்ன?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பிடிச்சது : ஞாபகசக்தி&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;பிடிக்காத விஷயம் : ரொம்ப வெளிப்படையாக பேசுவது. இதனால் பலரின் வெறுப்புக்கு பாத்திரமாவது.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)உங்கள் துணைவர்/துணைவி கிட்டே உங்களுக்குப் பிடிச்ச/பிடிக்காத விஷயம்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ப்ளாக்கில் என்னைப் பற்றி யோசித்து எழுதுவதே கக்ஷ்டமாக உள்ளது. இதில் அவரைப்பற்றி எழுதவேண்டுமா....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) இப்போ யார் பக்கத்துல இல்லாம போனதுக்கு வருந்துகிறீர்கள்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;அப்படி யாருமே இல்லை&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) இதை எழுதும்போது என்ன நிறத்தில் ஆடை அணிந்துள்ளீர்கள்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;கறுப்பு + சிகப்புநிற சல்வார் கமீஸ்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) என்ன பார்த்து/கேட்டுக்கொண்டு இருக்கிறீர்கள்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;கண்ணே என் கண்மணியே என்ற பாபநாசம் சிவன் பாடலை பம்பாய் ஜயஸ்ரி குரலில் கேட்டுக்கொண்டிருக்கிறேன்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) வர்ணப் பேனாவாக உங்களை மாற்றினால், என்ன நிறப் பேனாவாக மாற ஆசை?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;கறுப்புத்தான் எனக்குப் புடிச்சக் கலர்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) பிடித்த மணம்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பூக்களின் வாசம் பிடிக்கும்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) நீங்கள் அழைக்கப்போகும் பதிவரிடம் உங்களுக்குப் பிடித்த விஷயம்? அவரை நீங்கள் அழைக்கக் காரணம் என்ன?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asankaran.blogspot.com/"&gt;என் தோழி&lt;/a&gt; : இந்த காரணம் போதாதா !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16)உங்களுக்கு இதை அனுப்பிய பதிவரின் பதிவுகளில் உங்களுக்குப் பிடித்த பதிவு?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;டெலி வெட்டிகள்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) பிடித்த விளையாட்டு?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) கண்ணாடி அணிபவரா?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இல்லை.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) எந்த மாதிரியான திரைப்படம் பிடிக்கும்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. காமெடி படங்கள்.&lt;br /&gt;2. ரொமான்ஸ் படங்கள்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) கடைசியாகப் பார்த்த படம்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பசங்க&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) பிடித்த பருவ காலம் எது?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பங்களூரில் ஒரு பனிக்காலம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) என்ன புத்தகம் படித்துக்கொண்டு இருக்கிறீர்கள்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;கல்கியின் பார்த்திபன் கனவு.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) உங்கள் டெஸ்க்டாப்பில் இருக்கும் படத்தை எத்தனை நாளைக்கு ஒருமுறை மாற்றுவீர்கள்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;நான்கைந்து மாதங்களுக்கு ஒரு முறை.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) பிடித்த சத்தம்? பிடிக்காத சத்தம்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பிடிச்சது - எல்லா இசை கருவியின் சத்தம்.&lt;br /&gt;பிடிக்காதது: எரிச்சலை உண்டாக்கும் சத்தம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) வீட்டை விட்டு நீங்கள் சென்ற அதிக தொலைவு?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இந்தப் பக்கம் துபாய். அந்தப்பக்கம் தாய்லாந்து.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) உங்களிடம் ஏதாவது தனித்திறமை இருக்கிறதா?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;மற்றவர்கள் தான் சொல்ல வேண்டும்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) உங்களால் ஏற்றுக்கொள்ள முடியாத ஒரு விஷயம்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;பொய் சொல்வது.&lt;br /&gt;திருடுவது.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) உங்களுக்கு உள்ளே இருக்கும் சாத்தான்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;கோபம்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) உங்களுக்குப் பிடித்த சுற்றுலாத் தலம்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;வயனாட்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) எப்படி இருக்கணும்னு ஆசை?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;இம்மியளவு இன்ச் குறையாமல் இப்படியே&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) கணவர்/மனைவி இல்லாமல் செய்ய விரும்பும் காரியம்?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;எதுவுமில்லை.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) வாழ்வு பற்றி ஒரு வரியில் சொல்லுங்க&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;நாளை இருப்போமா இல்லையா என்பதை நினைவு கொள்ளாமல் எவ்வளவு மனக்கோட்டைகள்.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-9166304351674612526?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/9166304351674612526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=9166304351674612526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/9166304351674612526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/9166304351674612526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/06/tag_22.html' title='என்னைப்பற்றி நான் Tag.'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-4202072802526085368</id><published>2009-06-17T19:40:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-17T19:40:54.527+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What to cook?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;“Is there anything in this world other than satisfying the stomach from morning till night?” She thinks every time while entering the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;More than cooking deciding the menu takes her time. There are lots of rules in the house regarding the menu. There should not be any repetition of the menu in the same week. The side dish should suite the main menu. There is constant danger of the menu being decided by ‘others’ in the house if the frustration was expressed, explicitly. Cooking is the only thing where she has complete freedom over and she will fight to retain that domain…at any cost&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-4202072802526085368?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/4202072802526085368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=4202072802526085368' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/4202072802526085368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/4202072802526085368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-to-cook.html' title='What to cook?'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-2865912658605058016</id><published>2009-06-13T17:45:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-13T17:59:16.102+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tagged again!!!!</title><content type='html'>I&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt; have been tagged by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.blogeswari.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;blogeswari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt; and I am supposed to pick a blog that really impressed me, but it can't be someone I know. Not even virtually. It has to be a blog you stumbled upon or walked into through links. It can't be a blogger I have built an online relationship with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the award goes to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sriramv.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;sriram.v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;, who is not only a blogger but also writes for hindu, madras musings and he has also authored a book on bangalore nagarathamma. This blog is an informative one on madras and music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-2865912658605058016?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/2865912658605058016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=2865912658605058016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/2865912658605058016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/2865912658605058016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged again!!!!'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-7383949035959438750</id><published>2009-05-26T20:59:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:01:20.219+05:30</updated><title type='text'>NRIs  (Not Rich Indeed)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;We have a notion that NRIs are richer than people living in India. It is true to some extent. The NRIs are rich in India but we do not know their status in the place they live. I had stayed in the middle east for one and a half years. I had seen many people who literally struggle to run their family. If they have kids it is more difficult to maintain the expenses within the budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand there are many people here in India who are ignorant about the status of the NRIs and demand things from them. In fact these people forget that the NRIs also run a family with kids.&lt;br /&gt;One kg of toor daal is 62 rupees in India it is double/triple the rate in US/UK and in other countries. Working abroad is not just a cake walk for them they too slog for every penny they earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, whatever that is available in the western countries are available now in India. So, next time spare a thought for your poor country cousin before mailing your shopping list.        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-7383949035959438750?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/7383949035959438750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=7383949035959438750' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/7383949035959438750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/7383949035959438750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/05/nris-not-rich-indeed.html' title='NRIs  (Not Rich Indeed)'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-3220557802106835922</id><published>2009-05-23T00:23:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-23T00:26:41.371+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Three already !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How wonderful life is when you are with&lt;/span&gt; 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I am not sure of the meaning of the word. But for sure it is used in an abusing sense. In many tamil movies this word is spoken as a madras slang. There are many words used in tamil slang that are meaningless. But I think this word has taken its origin from the Sanskrit word ‘kashmalam’ which means dirty, disgraceful or foul. There are many tamilians who are anti- Sanskrit have accepted to use the Sanskrit word at least as a jargon. (albeit unknowingly) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-8940377033133082327?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/8940377033133082327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=8940377033133082327' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/8940377033133082327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/8940377033133082327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/05/kasmaalam-origin-guess.html' title='‘ kasmaalam’ (origin a guess)'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-3829486448028964153</id><published>2009-05-01T19:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:39:34.013+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lakshmana the cockroach killer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Those who do not know about Lakshman rekha – rekha means line which was drawn by lakshmana for the protection of sita, when he went in search of Raama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But later on this word lost its original significance and was used to put a line in order to keep the cockroaches away. In fact I have heard people asking in the shops for lakshman rekha, instead of cockroach hit. The other day when I was cleaning the house I saw cockroaches moving around my maid immediately told me to put lakshman rekha. If Lakshmana were to hear this may be he would also see the funny side of it and would justify by comparing the cockroach with raavana&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-3829486448028964153?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/3829486448028964153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=3829486448028964153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3829486448028964153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3829486448028964153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/05/lakshmana-cockroach-killer.html' title='Lakshmana the cockroach killer'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-7050740387198655899</id><published>2009-04-29T08:30:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-29T10:18:35.855+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A colour blind world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The first thing people noticed about her, when she came out of her mother’s womb, was her colour. From that day ‘complexion’ became a source of torment for her. ‘She will get the colour once she grows older’ said the senior member of the family. ‘who will marry her’ a tyrannical tone came. Her mother, docile by nature, tolerated all the comments.&lt;br /&gt;She was bright and excelled in everything and was second to none, while others in the family pale in comparison with what she did. Probably that is why they were pale!!&lt;br /&gt;At one point of time she started losing her confidence and was really troubled by the remark of her complexion. She was reaching high level in her career but the old memories taunted her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;But she always thought that it is the almighty who created a colourful world and also created a colour which is not liked by all. Oh! lord what colour are you....... why don't you create a colour blind world? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-7050740387198655899?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/7050740387198655899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=7050740387198655899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/7050740387198655899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/7050740387198655899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/04/colour-blind-world.html' title='A colour blind world'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-1670010179616913036</id><published>2009-04-23T22:33:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:42:22.932+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Around the world – a tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SfCgjxEQxJI/AAAAAAAAAdo/p0hML7p70QE/s1600-h/IMG_0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327934895506375826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SfCgjxEQxJI/AAAAAAAAAdo/p0hML7p70QE/s200/IMG_0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.jikku.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ammani&lt;/a&gt; to write a few lines I love about being a mother. Here are my five……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 On the 9th of May 2004 the world turned into utter darkness for me and my husband when we lost our baby in my pregnancy. But on the same month after two years, when I delivered my little one that day was an unforgettable day in our life. And now we could not imagine a life without her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 The numerous names we call her…Thangapushpam, amshu paali, pakshi raaj…..actually a big list.. I think these words of endearment only a mother will know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;3 My knowledge of things like names of flowers, animals, birds grew multifold probably after a hiatus of 20 years. The last time was my Biology class during my 8th standard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;4 My Lunch and Dinners have changed from a sedentary position to a running buffet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 When I see her in her sleep the feeling of innocence makes me wonder is she the same one doing all the ‘dushtu’ stuff during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refrain from tagging as my contacts in the blogger world is far and few.&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/5712777399590271317-1670010179616913036?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/1670010179616913036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=1670010179616913036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/1670010179616913036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/1670010179616913036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/04/around-world-tag.html' title='Around the world – a tag'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SfCgjxEQxJI/AAAAAAAAAdo/p0hML7p70QE/s72-c/IMG_0069.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-4261488993446586956</id><published>2009-04-08T18:45:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-09T13:39:25.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A year has gone by</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I still remember the day I dropped my daughter at Podar Jumbo kids and returned home with tears. That was the first day I was at home without her. I even had a guilt feeling that I sent her to school when she was only two. Today almost a year has gone by and it is really a nostalgic memory for us. At the age of two she started singing the national anthem. Her first stage experience was on the independence day. She danced for the song ‘nanna munna raahin hoon…..’ that is followed by her reciting the totakaashtakam, in the attire of ‘Adi sankara’. Then she participated in the monkey dance. It was really a wonderful experience both for the child and the parent. Thanks to the podar team for taking care of my little one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322585333235534914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/Sd2fKQo1TEI/AAAAAAAAAac/4hf9T78xB_g/s200/IMG_9508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322585347180897842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/Sd2fLElqpjI/AAAAAAAAAa8/j_O9zsYA2SY/s200/IMG_0347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322585340999710386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/Sd2fKtj9NrI/AAAAAAAAAas/ERCfeoHIWiA/s200/how+it+looks.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322585334348294226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/Sd2fKUyIqFI/AAAAAAAAAak/GJJMtUV2yTs/s200/adi+sankara.jpg" border="0" /&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/5712777399590271317-4261488993446586956?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/4261488993446586956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=4261488993446586956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/4261488993446586956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/4261488993446586956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/04/year-has-gone-by.html' title='A year has gone by'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/Sd2fKQo1TEI/AAAAAAAAAac/4hf9T78xB_g/s72-c/IMG_9508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-3208388664792421573</id><published>2009-04-05T21:12:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:15:08.722+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>A for amma…………….</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;When I was a child I remember my mother tongue was first taught to me. I do not remember when I first started speaking in English. But nowadays children start learning English first, and then their mother tongue. The reason could be the place they stay, where it becomes compulsory for them to learn English so that they can interact with others. The other day I was teaching tamil to my daughter. She was able to remember “squirrel” in English and I taught her it is ‘anil’ in tamil. She said goat and I translated it as ‘aadu’ and similarly for ‘camel’ ‘ottagam’.&lt;br /&gt;Though my daughter speaks tamil fluently still she is able to say the names of animals, fruits or vegetables only in english……. I guess the trend in a couple of years will be A for Amma&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-3208388664792421573?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/3208388664792421573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=3208388664792421573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3208388664792421573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3208388664792421573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-amma.html' title='A for amma…………….'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-4468253320414965944</id><published>2009-03-02T16:44:00.003+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-28T11:49:05.363+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carnatic  music'/><title type='text'>Gamakas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The various shakes and embellishments done to a human voice is collectively termed as gamaka in Indian Music. A Human voice can be modulated with proper training and tremendous effort.&lt;br /&gt;Recently I came across a story on gamakas……..&lt;br /&gt;‘Tirugnaana Sambandar was an eighth century poet and was one among the saivite saints. He was the father of carnatic music as he devised the gamaka. The instrument that accompanied the saint in his concert was yaazh or the kind of harp with one string for each note.  The popular yaazh player of the time was Tiruneela kantan, who was sambandar’s regular accompanist. Once the people in the village gossiped that the voice of the singer has a magic spell that attracts the mass. This really hurt the yaazh player. He in return asked the vocalist to sing in a style that overpowers the instrument. The saint sang with lot of gamakas, for which the yaazh player could not keep pace and in a frustrated temperament he wanted to break the instrument into pieces. Then, Sambandar told him that devices like yaazh were after all human made and the human voice was gifted by the supreme god”.  Thus, stressing the prominence of human voice over everything, gamaka became the soul of carnatic music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel that if gamaka is the test of skill for the singer and the instrumentalist then it is a delight for the listeners, and a raaga without gamaka can be compared to a flower without fragrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-4468253320414965944?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/4468253320414965944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=4468253320414965944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/4468253320414965944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/4468253320414965944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/03/gamakas.html' title='Gamakas'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-7443535330177114025</id><published>2009-02-27T20:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:23:14.392+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Friend’s Day out…….</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;We are habituated to visit far off places whenever we plan a trip, whether it is pilgrimage or a picnic spot. We might not have seen the places that are close by. Especially when it comes to planning a pilgrimage trip we often visit the far off temples eventhough we might not have visited the temples next door.&lt;br /&gt;When my friends and I planned for an outing each one of us came with a different idea. One said Mysore the other one said golden temple at Vellore and the third one said Chaamundi Hills. None of us were interested to go for a movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Many malls have been opened in Bangalore in the recent years. But, we never had the time to visit the malls with family. So we arrived at a conclusion that we will visit the malls and enjoy the day. We visited Forum mall, had the lunch at food court and the ice cream at Baskin Robbins. Altogether it was really a memorable day. Thanks to my friends for giving me a good company. Hope to have many more outings in future.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-7443535330177114025?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/7443535330177114025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=7443535330177114025' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/7443535330177114025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/7443535330177114025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/02/friends-day-out.html' title='Friend’s Day out…….'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-3246498670604267998</id><published>2009-02-20T10:42:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:13:45.677+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Eat out/in</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Going to restaurants is something I like the most, particularly when I was working. Nowadays I feel it is better to enjoy home made&lt;em&gt; rasam&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;saadam&lt;/em&gt;. Running behind my kid is something I really don’t find entertaining in restaurants. I guess I had to strike a balance and that happened when we found “Jowar Roti Shop’.&lt;br /&gt;The shop has the uttar karnatak dishes like akki roti, raagi roti, jowar roti with suitable side dishes at a very reasonable cost of rupees 3 per roti and the side dish comes for 15 rupees per 250 grams. Other than this the shop has chappathis and stuffed chappathis The Proprietor prepares three varities of side dishes per day. Preparing jowar roti at home is very difficult. I tried it out during one of those off-days and the end result was awful.&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, we make a parcel and enjoy the food at home leisurely. This is better than eating out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-3246498670604267998?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/3246498670604267998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=3246498670604267998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3246498670604267998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3246498670604267998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/02/eat-outin.html' title='Eat out/in'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-5583622036039795622</id><published>2009-02-14T22:56:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:13:31.731+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>For a Cup of milk!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Everyday it almost takes forty five minutes for me to make my daughter drink her cup of milk. Sometimes it is really irritating for me and I loose my patience and give her a slap. But, giving her a slap early in the morning spoils the day’s routine. Moreover, she tells everyone that she drank milk after getting a slap from amma. (&lt;em&gt;adi vaanginapparum paal kudicchen&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;During weekends I was putting the onus on my husband by keeping the cup near him and kept myself busy in the kitchen. Then, we tried the following methods that are suggested by friends and well-wishers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Tried milk with different flavours like complan, milk maid, milk shake etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Pink milk (strawberry essence added to the milk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Gave her milk in a fancy cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Milk served in a paper cup (the outer portion of the cup coloured by her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried all these combinations but nothing worked and my fight continues……………..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-5583622036039795622?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/5583622036039795622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=5583622036039795622' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5583622036039795622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5583622036039795622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/02/cup-of-milk.html' title='For a Cup of milk!!!'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-5375285586256113767</id><published>2009-02-11T09:15:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:09:37.514+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Duo in Carnatic Music.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The duo singing started from the time of Mukta and Brinda (hope I am correct) and was popularized by the Bombay sisters. After them the successful pairs are the Priya sisters, Hyderabad brothers, violinist Kumaresh and Ganesh, flautist sikkil sisters and the most popular ones in the recent years, Ranjani and Gayathri.&lt;br /&gt;Singing the kritis together is easy to some extent. Even in that singing different sangatis with uniformity is quite difficult. Though the aalapanas are sung seperately, I always wonder that how do they make it with the kalpana swarams. Is that easy to have a similar ‘Manodharma’ which is said to be the vital part of a concert? Even if they sing the kalpana swarams separately, but at one point they have to sing it together. Is that not a difficult task to coordinate?&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I have observed many a times that my sister and me have convergent and coincidental thoughts. May be this is what is genetic advantage that the siblings have. But still I Wonder, How Carnatica brothers do it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-5375285586256113767?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/5375285586256113767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=5375285586256113767' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5375285586256113767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5375285586256113767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/02/duo-in-carnatic-music.html' title='Duo in Carnatic Music.'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-725855741507980935</id><published>2009-02-08T14:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:10:44.778+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>Children and Chaos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I live in an apartment that has more than 200 flats. At least everyday we can see 20-30 children playing in the park, parking area and wherever they find an open place. If boys play cricket then the girls come with the shuttle and we can see the tiny tots moving around without the fear of on coming vehicles. This is the regular scene we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noise and cacophony reached its peak during the holiday season, which lead to objections from the residents saying that they cannot rest during afternoons or students appearing for board exams are unable to concentrate ….. etc..etc..etc….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This problem was taken by the Association and a notice was put up that children should not play in the corridor. This rule came to practice for few weeks then again the uncontrollable shouting in odd hours started. Then again a notice came up saying that children can play in the corridor but without any chaos. Will this be possible? It is like shouting without making noise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-725855741507980935?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/725855741507980935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=725855741507980935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/725855741507980935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/725855741507980935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/02/children-and-chaos.html' title='Children and Chaos'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-2301848923415188716</id><published>2009-02-05T18:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:17:23.089+05:30</updated><title type='text'>APF</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Azim Premji Foundation (APF) has given computers and educational CDs to the government schools and to the under privileged students. I was part of their team in preparing report on the benefits and the improvements that can be made in these schools. I traveled to the rural schools in villages where I saw children who were bright enough and second to none. Things that are basic need for the city born children are a luxury for those village children. In one of these schools, the Principal, was so excited to meet us, that he arranged for some cultural activities for us. A student there, whose parents cannot even afford to get him a pencil box, had a charismatic voice. If he is in the city probably he would have become an ‘Airtel super singer’ or ‘An Indian Idol’. It is difficult to say that Money only decides one’s destiny. I did not know what to do for those needy children. But I decided to donate my remuneration from APF to the needy children…my 2 pennies worth for a great cause.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-2301848923415188716?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/2301848923415188716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=2301848923415188716' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/2301848923415188716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/2301848923415188716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/02/apf.html' title='APF'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-4653145060191114878</id><published>2009-01-30T22:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:35:14.709+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Goodness in blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Ever since my daughter was born my personal time is also given to her. The books were decorating the cupboards. At least once in a while I was reading English or tamil novels and I completed kalki’s ‘ponniyin selvan’ in three months. But I was not touching any of my Sanskrit books. Now as I am writing a &lt;a href="http://samskrute.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog in Sanskrit&lt;/a&gt; I have to spend time for reading, and I allot at least an hour a day for this. By which I am able to brush up the topics that I read during my college days. I find this refreshing and a break from the regular routine. I could see that I contribute more to my Sanskrit blog as it is subject (my) oriented. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-4653145060191114878?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/4653145060191114878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=4653145060191114878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/4653145060191114878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/4653145060191114878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/01/goodness-in-blogging.html' title='Goodness in blogging'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-6597787337944176000</id><published>2009-01-30T22:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:08:29.083+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CDAC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;For the past 1.5 years I am working for CDAC as part of their Sanskrit team. CDAC prepares software tools almost in 22 Indian languages. It is not just writing a translation for a sloka or a verse. It is like framing Sanskrit equivalent words for computer terminologies. An interesting part about this is we have to translate and transliterate depending on the context. For example the technical terms like ‘windows’and ‘mouse’ need only transliteration but not a translation. Altogether working for CDAC is a new experience. Thanks to my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asankaran.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt; because of whom I am into this project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-6597787337944176000?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/6597787337944176000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=6597787337944176000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/6597787337944176000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/6597787337944176000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/01/cdac.html' title='CDAC'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-5398586150872592452</id><published>2009-01-16T09:53:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:15:22.855+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Portrait of MS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SXAM1ATDdxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/b70BnSu3rY8/s1600-h/IMG_9855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291743666912851730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SXAM1ATDdxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/b70BnSu3rY8/s320/IMG_9855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The above Portrait was drawn specially for the book “MS - A Life on Music” authored by T.J.S. George. The specialty of this portrait is that it was drawn by Manohar Devadoss who is totally blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Excerpts from the book........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Manohar was given a pair of specially made Australian glasses by Dr. S.S. Badrinath of Shankara Nethrlaya. They allowed him a narrow, if rather dim, beam of sight over a tiny dot of space if the paper was held close to his eyes. But he had to remove the glasses every other minute to let the moisture from the eyes evaporate. He was putting on and taking off the glasses hundreds of times, taking the paper right up to his eyes for every stroke of the pen, seeing only three or four square millimeters at a time, he accomplished this portrait of his “MS Amma”.&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/5712777399590271317-5398586150872592452?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/5398586150872592452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=5398586150872592452' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5398586150872592452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5398586150872592452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/01/portrait-of-ms.html' title='Portrait of MS'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SXAM1ATDdxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/b70BnSu3rY8/s72-c/IMG_9855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-2244528096466696092</id><published>2009-01-12T09:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:14:39.396+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangalore'/><title type='text'>Learn or Leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The number of times I used the public transport in Bangalore is almost negligible. The first reason I can say for not commuting by buses is that I do not travel long distances. The second reason is that the name boards are written only in the local language. I can manage Kannada in the spoken level but I am totally unaware of the scripts. At the same time being in Bangalore I cannot object that the name boards should not be in the local language. But to make it more people friendly the boards can be put up in English also, as they do in other cities. People from different states have settled here. So for everyone to learn the local language is quite impossible. Particularly, for those who are in a transferable job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am neither against kannada nor a fanatic of my own mother-tongue. I understand the sentiments of people who are paranoid about their language. But the language will not be enhanced just by penalizing the shop keepers, if the name boards are not in the local language.&lt;br /&gt;If such things continue, undoubtedly the new rule will be - ‘Learn kannada or Leave Karnataka’&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-2244528096466696092?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/2244528096466696092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=2244528096466696092' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/2244528096466696092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/2244528096466696092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/01/learn-or-leave.html' title='Learn or Leave'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-1940931364734441227</id><published>2009-01-08T09:08:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:14:17.247+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>All are Winners ………………</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SWV372ClSpI/AAAAAAAAABw/-9u6q3bHc_M/s1600-h/IMG_9849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288765207418849938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SWV372ClSpI/AAAAAAAAABw/-9u6q3bHc_M/s320/IMG_9849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Though competitions motivate a child, sometimes it has a psychological impact especially when they ‘lose’. This could very much dent the child’s confidence the very purpose the competition was supposed to enhance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that way I am happy with my daughter’s play home -‘Podar Jumbo Kids’ totally subscribe to the topic heading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the sports day they encouraged the participation from all children and as an appreciation they were given certificates and a medallion. That was really a very nice gesture. My daughter was wearing the medal for the whole day………............... &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/5712777399590271317-1940931364734441227?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/1940931364734441227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=1940931364734441227' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/1940931364734441227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/1940931364734441227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-are-winners.html' title='All are Winners ………………'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SWV372ClSpI/AAAAAAAAABw/-9u6q3bHc_M/s72-c/IMG_9849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-312117942676099292</id><published>2009-01-03T21:32:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-28T11:50:28.640+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carnatic  concert'/><title type='text'>My exposure to Carnatic Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I had been to two concerts during the music season. One was Ranjani -Gayathri and.the other one was Sanjay Subrahmanyam. I enjoyed both the concerts with my SIL- B. Brilliant performances by them.&lt;br /&gt;I am unable to accept musicians who sing without much ‘Gamakam’s’. I am not sure if I am moving from an average-carnatic-joe to a connoisseur. I sincerely feel that a true artist should spend a lot more time on singing the ragas than just the plain ‘text’ format.&lt;br /&gt;I do agree that performance is for a varied audience with different degrees of exposure to Carnatic music. The balance the Professional Artists is able to establish during a 2-3 hr concert is more like walking on a tight rope. Overindulgence on Gamakas or Neraval might spurn the novice and the other way around would anger the purists.&lt;br /&gt;Over the years the established artists have attained an impression which works well with audience. When a rasika chooses to attend (or to avoid) a concert, he or she knows what he is paying for…more like choosing between a Thalaivar film and other films :): )&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I am able to relate the artist to a pre-conceived notion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sanjay Subrahmanyam- Traditionalist, Creativity within a set boundry.&lt;br /&gt;Ranjani - Gayathri - A blend of Hindustani and Carnatic, Fast paced.&lt;br /&gt;Aruna Sairam - Good in sahitya rendition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Check &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depauw.edu/library/musiclib/RagaDatabase/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt; wonderful data collection during the 2003-04 season. I liked the pie-charts on composers and songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-312117942676099292?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/312117942676099292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=312117942676099292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/312117942676099292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/312117942676099292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-exposure-to-carnatic-music.html' title='My exposure to Carnatic Music'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-1858016016080600556</id><published>2009-01-01T08:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-01T08:20:47.629+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Happy new Year</title><content type='html'>Another year has gone by .... and my best wishes to all for the year ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-1858016016080600556?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/1858016016080600556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=1858016016080600556' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/1858016016080600556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/1858016016080600556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy new Year'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-3290381873075161029</id><published>2008-12-31T18:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:14:05.310+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My sanskrit blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Iam also writing a blog in sanskrit. To view the entries visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.samskrute.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.samskrute.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-3290381873075161029?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/3290381873075161029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=3290381873075161029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3290381873075161029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3290381873075161029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2008/12/sanskrit-blog.html' title='My sanskrit blog'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-3931703538183243470</id><published>2008-12-20T19:10:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:13:43.816+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The First place that my better half and I like to go for a holiday is our home town ‘singaara Chennai’ .Our daughter is in full enthu to meet her grand parents and this time her second athai is also coming from Mumbai. Hope to have a great time with family and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-3931703538183243470?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/3931703538183243470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=3931703538183243470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3931703538183243470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3931703538183243470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-5186696149498341671</id><published>2008-12-20T16:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:15:01.139+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bangalore'/><title type='text'>The Unplanned City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Have you ever seen the City Railway station and the bus stop in the same area?&lt;br /&gt;If not, Welcome to Bangalore!!!. The place is called “Majestic”, nothing about it justifies its name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am staying in Bangalore for the past seven years. Population here has grown by leaps and bounds and now the city is proudly named as cosmopolitan city. Families like us have come from other states and settled in.&lt;br /&gt;The infrastructure and the basic amenities capability have stagnated though. How long can the authorities hide behind the defense of ‘unexpected increase in population’. What measures have been taken to improve the city’s infrastructure? Road is the only mode of transport and it is always the ubiquitous traffic jam. In cities like Mumbai everyday is a journey but the distance they cover is huge and the countless options available for transport. Here, in Bangalore, it takes 2 hrs during peak time just to cover 15 kms.&lt;br /&gt;Politicians show interest in expanding the city and IT companies open their branches in different areas. A Person will be posted according to the projects he/she has been given. If one project is in ITPL, Whitefield then the other one will be on the other end in Electronic City. Hence, time is spent more on commuting than computing. And all these happen in a city where there are not even the basic amenities like good roads, transports etc. The prestigious metro rail project is off-track by a year and expected to complete its 1st phase by 2011 (a meager 6 kms).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely there will be increase in population by three times in the next twenty years, going by past trends. The Political and Bureaucrat establishment can no longer hide behind the ‘unexpected increase in population’...perhaps they will invent a new theory for not doing things and I will, hopefully blog my way into that too ……..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-5186696149498341671?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/5186696149498341671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=5186696149498341671' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5186696149498341671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5186696149498341671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2008/12/unplanned-city.html' title='The Unplanned City'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-8843045700033158734</id><published>2008-12-18T14:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:12:53.835+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Is the noble enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The salary of a Teacher in the begining of his/her career is probably Rs.3000/ a month and maximum can go upto Rs.15000/month in the next 10 years, what probably an IT fresher would make in his 1st month 1st Job !!!&lt;br /&gt;If ever there was an award for 'The Grossly Underpaid Professional', there shouldn't be any doubt for whom it should be awarded. What is puzzling at times is where does all the exorbitant fees and donations an Institution collects go?&lt;br /&gt;The increase in the fee structure makes the educational institutions profitable but not the teachers. Whether it is inflation or recession there will be neither hike nor lay-offs. The status of the teachers continue to remain the same. I guess this scenario has continued for years which can be seen in the number of people who really opt for teaching as a profession. This is more by default than design. This has already affected the quality of education which will have its effect in the society. So, It is left to the educational institutions to decide whether to compromise on the quality of education or to maintain the “nobility” of the “noble”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-8843045700033158734?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/8843045700033158734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=8843045700033158734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/8843045700033158734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/8843045700033158734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-noble-enough.html' title='Is the noble enough?'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-6351437262221743675</id><published>2008-12-16T23:34:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:12:28.003+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Schoolonomics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The current recession has brought the markets down, layoffs, restaurants are empty, footfalls down on shopping malls,…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with regards to the school fee structure, all you can see is only an increase. And some schools have also mentioned in their application form that there will be an increase every year by 10- 15%.&lt;br /&gt;Can we imagine how much the fees will be for a baby nursery? It starts from 50k and goes upto1.5 lakhs in the “reputed” schools. I do not know whether they are going to provide each child with a laptop or the class rooms are going to be Air conditioned or a student-teacher ratio of 1:1.&lt;br /&gt;Is this not ludicrous to collect exorbitant amount as fees? But are they any takers in such schools? Yes of course. People check well in advance application issue and submission dates and their activities are centered around it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does economics really has a place in kindergarten education? I guess it is more behavioural and herd mentality than demand and supply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-6351437262221743675?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/6351437262221743675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=6351437262221743675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/6351437262221743675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/6351437262221743675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2008/12/schoolonomics.html' title='Schoolonomics'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-344922676043421338</id><published>2008-12-15T21:37:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:11:28.005+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>Apartment living – save or safe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;In today’s nuclear family life; staying in an apartment is always safer and has its advantages like socializing, safe children play areas and security.&lt;br /&gt;But on the flip side, children are never satisfied with what they have……&lt;br /&gt;It is always the comparison that happens among them. If one buys a playstation the other should have the one that is superior than that. The social peer-to-peer pressure is what shapes the thoughts and actions of young minds.&lt;br /&gt;The other day a five year old girl was standing in a corner, looking a bit down. I went near her and asked that why she was standing alone. The reply was “I am sad”. Then I asked her the reason – the reply was “My friend is happy because she has got a new cycle and I am sad because I am using the old one”. I was really surprised to hear this from her.&lt;br /&gt;Apartment life is a community living. So, the parents can neither lock the child inside and not sending him/her out to play nor they can explain the five year old kid about the financial status of the family.&lt;br /&gt;Apartment living is “safe”. But to “save” the children from falling into such thoughts is a difficult task for the parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-344922676043421338?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/344922676043421338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=344922676043421338' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/344922676043421338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/344922676043421338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2008/12/apartment-living-save-or-safe.html' title='Apartment living – save or safe'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-3319030828054705419</id><published>2008-12-14T21:44:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:13:14.105+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Off with Cable – anniversary of sorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It is almost a year since we disconnected the cable connection at home. Ever since our child was born we hardly had time to talk. Cooking , cleaning, spending time with the kid ……. It was a mundane routine. Our Quality of life was becoming worser day by day.&lt;br /&gt;My better half used to sit in front of the television to watch either match or news in BBC/CNN. And me on the other hand watching all inane TV Shows and most importantly would like to surf which took most of my available time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after much contemplation we decided to cut the cable off. Its almost a year now and do we regret it. It has been a mixed bag. Yeah for sure, for one, all the ‘breaking news’ comes by phone through our relatives. We do miss some of the TV shows that we got habituated to sit together and watch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Though, there is not a great change in our quality of life now ;But still, we are proud enough to proclaim that our daughter doesn’t sing even a single ‘Mega Serial’ song :)….till now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-3319030828054705419?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/3319030828054705419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=3319030828054705419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3319030828054705419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/3319030828054705419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2008/12/off-with-cable-anniversary-of-sorts.html' title='Off with Cable – anniversary of sorts'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-6824099776652716732</id><published>2008-12-13T20:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:11:01.531+05:30</updated><title type='text'>writing is an art</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I have many thoughts in my mind but to put it all in writing is really a skill which I would aspire to have more. Hours together I can discuss a topic but when it comes to putting them as words on paper is always a challenge. I am always conscious that the sentences should not be too short, same words should not be repeated, precise in narrating etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even while reading a book; more than the content I appreciate the way it has been narrated; probably that is the reason why it takes time for me to complete reading a book.&lt;br /&gt;I have read many novels and short stories of R.K. Narayan. In that, some are really boring but still I could appreciate the descriptive writing skill of the author.&lt;br /&gt;I know that “content is better than communication” but still the content is embellished by the way it is communicated. The skill of the author is appreciated even if the matter is trivial (like this article J)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these thoughts in mind I have started this blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-6824099776652716732?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/6824099776652716732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=6824099776652716732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/6824099776652716732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/6824099776652716732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2008/12/writing-is-art.html' title='writing is an art'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-2768004628489431036</id><published>2008-12-12T21:25:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:11:49.340+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Admissions……… Fate or Failure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Getting an admission into a ‘good’ school nowadays is something unpredictable. We were looking for admissions for our 2 .5 year old kid. It is really hard to comprehend this situation. One particular school started issuing applications in the month of August; just two months after the academic session of the current year. And the cost of the application ranges from Rupees 100- 600.And there is no guarantee of getting an admission just by submitting the application (even at nursery level).&lt;br /&gt;And secondly, no one could reason out that on what basis they select a candidate and reject the rest. What is the criteria behind it? Obviously for a nursery admission written tests are not conducted. So, if it is on the basis of age, like born before June or August then it is fine. But if a candidate is selected based on the Qualification of the parents and the income then it doesn’t sound really fair…but it is the most pragmatic approach.&lt;br /&gt;May be from the school’s point of view, it is a process of elimination rather than selection. Obviously ‘capacity’ of the parents would be the “The” criteria for the selection panel. Capacity, I meant both at the intellectual and economic levels.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully my ward is ready to join a good school, but not sure of the criteria for her selection and rejection of my neighbour’s child . Perhaps it is the four letter word…now before you imagine anything…… I meant FATE :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-2768004628489431036?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/2768004628489431036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=2768004628489431036' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/2768004628489431036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/2768004628489431036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2008/12/admissions-fate-or-failure.html' title='Admissions……… Fate or Failure'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5712777399590271317.post-5062836725680782225</id><published>2008-12-10T20:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:09:55.386+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tea in a Storm 'Cup'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I always tried&lt;br /&gt;to please everyone..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped wearing 'skirts'&lt;br /&gt;when someone said......&lt;br /&gt;I look 'stout'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never had short hair&lt;br /&gt;'cos someone said ........&lt;br /&gt;'untraditional'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started using cycle&lt;br /&gt;'cos someone said........&lt;br /&gt;I have 'manly walk'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,&lt;br /&gt;one day suddenly.............&lt;br /&gt;I thought .........&lt;br /&gt;what for I live ?&lt;br /&gt;only to please others ?&lt;br /&gt;I lose the rarest moment of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a life to live, learn and enjoy.........&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;I involve in pleasing others&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;bothered about their views and comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately ............&lt;br /&gt;I live a life only to please others.&lt;br /&gt;But........ did i succeed?&lt;br /&gt;Are they really pleased?&lt;br /&gt;certainly not.............&lt;br /&gt;'cos views and comments persist for ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above writeup may be a storm in a tea cup for many.&lt;br /&gt;But for me ........ It is the reverse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5712777399590271317-5062836725680782225?l=bhaamini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/feeds/5062836725680782225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5712777399590271317&amp;postID=5062836725680782225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5062836725680782225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5712777399590271317/posts/default/5062836725680782225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhaamini.blogspot.com/2008/12/live-you-life-as-you-wish.html' title='Tea in a Storm &apos;Cup&apos;'/><author><name>P.R.Gayathri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13351693306725183859</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XExTb0P8pk/SUnGg3YP8LI/AAAAAAAAAAs/UaFLliLPElY/S220/IMG_9799.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
