tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-211096812024-03-13T06:01:44.075+00:00On a Mind-TrailPuthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.comBlogger164125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-14156428329628553602011-08-20T17:22:00.004+01:002011-08-21T00:41:40.818+01:00A Year to the DayIts been exactly a year to the day since I set foot on the good old blighty shores and such a monumental occasion can not go by without as much as a blog entry. :P So here I am, making a fleeting come back to list my top 5 events of the year gone by.
<br />
<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Wall</span>
<br />
<br />The topmost entry can be nothing else. It was 'The Musical Event' in my musical events depraved life. To think I almost didn't book the tickets trying to find a holiday in the spouse's holidays-free calendar and the exorbitant rates for the concert! And fate was such that, the day I found after juggling the calendar, was to be the D-Day when my fave member of the band David Gilmour also chose to keep his <a href="http://www.rogerwaterstours.com/index.php/david-gilmour-to-play-guitar-on-the-wall-tour-2010-2011/">promise </a>to play guitar on <a href="http://youtu.be/hUYzQaCCt2o">Comfortably Numb</a>. Can you imagine that?, hearing him and Waters Live!!! I was in heaven. Then seeing all the remaining band members joining in for 'Outside the Wall', couldn't have asked for more! :)
<br />
<br />Its a shame I couldn't manage Rs2500 when he performed in Bangalore. Now after attending the concert, I feel any amount is justified. Watching the concert on the dvd is just not the same. If you are a Pink Floyd fan, even if you are not, you should make it a point to catch this, such is the musical theatrical extravaganza!
<br />
<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Travel</span>
<br />
<br />I remember coming here with a sinking feeling that most of my travel was behind me. A Doctor's calendar can make you feel that way. But as it happens little persistence and leaping at any chance you get is all it takes to travel. :) I should admit the winter months were the hardest. Now after spending one winter where you hardly see any Sun at all, I understand how people can easily get depressed here. Beatles' <a href="http://youtu.be/U6tV11acSRk">'Here comes the Sun'</a> becomes so much more meaningful.
<br /><ul><li>Cornwall</li></ul> The part of England where I stay in or rather most of the England as such is devoid of beautiful landscape in the sense there aren't any hills, mountains, rivers, forests(you can't imagine what passes off as forests here!). Staying in Bangalore, with its easy access to rivers, falls, forests, mountains etc one can imagine my plight after coming here. Cornwall was my first vacation and it made me realize that England is beautiful. The <a href="http://www.southwestcoastpath.com/">south west coastal path</a> in particular, I just wish I could do it in entirety once.
<br /> The one thing you got to appreciate about UK, is the way they preserve their heritage. If you walk anywhere, you will see things seeped in history. Why, even our own house is from 1800s! So Cornwall with its old fishing towns, narrow roads, beautiful coast, ruined castles on clifftops, renowned pasties and clotted cream was a proper English vacation.
<br /><ul><li>Switzerland/Germany</li></ul> Got to envy the doctors' conferences at awesome destinations. I know there are quite a few ones in our tech world too, but either you have to be willing to pay ludicrously high fees and traveling costs or be in a company generous enough to fund you. So I did the next best thing, tagged along with the spouse to Montreux for his conference, which made for an awesome 5 day trip. :) Montreux is an amazing place, with its perfect location on Lake Geneva, lovely colorful houses on cobbled winding roads in old town, the really beautiful long, flower-bordered lake promenade going all the way to Chillon Castle and casino!. No wonder the residents list reads who's who of celebrities. Villeneuve, Vevey, Laussane(where I experienced my first and only European carnival yet), Luzern(with its wooden bridge), camping beside Lake Geneva, first experience of Auto-Bahn and the famed German bakeries were the other highlights of the trip! :)
<br /><ul><li>Amsterdam</li></ul> I'm pretty sure there's a saying - 'What happens in Amsterdam, stays in Amsterdam' ;) If its not there, well I'm just extrapolating the Las Vegas one :P
<br /><ul><li>Paris</li></ul> The best part about this continent? How incredibly small it is! Every thing is so near, or if it isn't its so well connected that it still feels like its near :) So Paris is still just a night's journey even if you travel by coach. So Paris, 2 days I had is no where enough to see/experience/know Paris. I didn't like it first day started to love it by end of second. It is really the most beautiful city I've seen so far and it will be the place where I found and fell in love with Macarons. *sigh*
<br /><ul><li>Scotland</li></ul> Loch, Loch everywhere and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ben_Nevis">Ben Nevis</a>, my first trek in this part of the world.
<br />
<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Almost getting fired</span>
<br />
<br />Yes you read right, but no worries I am still here. Looks like nothing can beat my inertia, not even almost getting fired. Guess fired is wrong word, correct term is being made redundant.
<br />
<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Royal Albert Hall</span>
<br />
<br />THE Concert Hall. Experiencing Donovan's Sunshine superman and Jimmy Page of all people joining in, what more could I ask for? Pure bliss! :)
<br />
<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sloth & Gluttony</span>
<br />
<br />I'm not sure which will do me in first but past one year of work from home has fueled both on.
<br />
<br />
<br />Adiós
<br />Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-30919794645343982322010-12-31T16:50:00.003+00:002010-12-31T20:06:43.738+00:00So Long, and Thanks for All the FishI always planned to use 'The End' as the swan song for this blog but alas I already used that up <a href="http://mindtrail.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye.html">here</a>. Hence resorting to one of the most used goodbye lines ever and in a way its my small tribute to one of my all time favourite book(hopefully 'll get back that book from my friend sometime! you know who you are :P). <div><br /></div><div>It should have ended last year itself but somehow dragged it on for this year. Its not that I am not getting posts ideas anymore its just that they have a very low hit ratio of making it on to keyboard than ever before! For one of the recent ones I'd even thought of a very fancy sounding title (for my standards) - 'A discourse on the limited imagination in the fantasy world of Harry Potter'. Then there was a 'tribute to my friends in B'lore' post, but that also never made it to the keyboard. :(</div><div><br /></div><div>One of the reasons for this abysmal hit ratio is probably got to do with the combination of my new vice of 'Sleeping' with my ever old vice of 'Laziness'! I no longer see the magical hour of 2-3am which used to be my blogging time before. And with the few waking hours filled with Work, TV etc you see its almost impossible to find time for blogging now! :)</div><div><br /></div><div> And so with the perfunctory posts mounting up, it just didn't make much sense to continue this for any longer. I will probably continue to write once in a blue moon types, but it just won't be at this address any more. With that I bid you goodbye. Happy New Year to any soul reading this out there. </div><div><div>Adiós</div></div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-56890402914736473802010-11-13T16:46:00.000+00:002010-12-31T16:49:48.888+00:00a perfunctory post<div style="text-align: center;">Nice Person,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Wrong Planet.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">A t-shirt I bought recently.</div><div style="text-align: right;">(Since I can't publish an empty post just for a November entry)</div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-55034234452543485462010-10-13T15:25:00.003+01:002010-10-13T15:44:02.819+01:00If I am silent, <div>It doesn't mean I'm angry</div><div>It doesn't mean I'm unhappy</div><div>It doesn't mean I'm tired,</div><div>though on few occasions it can be one or all of the above</div><div>but most often it just means that I've nothing important to say.</div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-8922221208247806872010-09-06T01:29:00.001+01:002010-10-06T01:31:54.581+01:00Green is the Colour<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; ">Quickness of the eye deceives the mind</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 13px; "><div style="text-align: left;">Envy is the bond between the hopeful and the damned...</div></span>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-67075347721399601092010-08-18T21:40:00.001+01:002010-08-18T21:42:04.251+01:00ArrivederciIts 2am and in another 4 'n half hours I've to leave the only home I've known in my life so far... <div><br /></div><div>I had initially thought some big senti almost autobiographical thingy for this post, but alas sleep angels are beckoning me... so this is gonna be just a placeholder post for now ... </div><div><br /></div><div>Arrivederci - until we meet again...</div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-85542516732536976572010-07-29T20:41:00.001+01:002010-10-13T15:24:32.119+01:00C'est la vie!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIStory_Message">Arguments,</span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIStory_Message"> Bickering,</span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIStory_Message"> Contention, </span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIStory_Message"> Disagreements,</span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIStory_Message"> Exaggerations,</span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIStory_Message"> Fights,</span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIStory_Message"> Grudges,</span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIStory_Message"> Hassles,</span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIStory_Message"> Insinuations,</span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIStory_Message"></span> Jabs,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Knocks,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Leers,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Misunderstandings,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Nicks,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Oppressions,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Peeves,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Quagmires,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Resentments,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Subterfuge,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Tantrums,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Usurpations,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Vandalism,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Weaknesses,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Xanadu,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Yearnings,</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> Zero-tolerance ...</h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><br /></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>...</h3><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"></span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>...</div><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="text-align: left;font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><br /></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="text-align: left;font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "> C'est la vie!</h3><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Note: I had first initially put it up on facebook, some words were later filled in by a friend...</div></span>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-62931993070443440582010-06-22T16:50:00.001+01:002010-07-22T17:52:19.751+01:00The Final Cut<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Times;color:#FF0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "><pre><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">Through the fish-eyed lens of tear-stained eyes</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#999999;">I can barely define the shape of this moment in time...</span></div></pre></span></span></span></div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-1752046088057194692010-05-30T20:28:00.002+01:002010-05-30T20:35:49.525+01:00the 'Last Time' effectthings that in normal circumstances you would've found irritating/tiresome and done anything to avoid, suddenly not only become bearable but also become enjoyable and something that you look forward to, just because it is the 'last time' you may get to do that...Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-47194245851019332372010-05-13T20:29:00.000+01:002010-05-13T20:30:00.735+01:00Like a dog chasing cars.Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-40948479828123109342010-04-26T19:27:00.005+01:002010-04-26T21:40:34.430+01:00Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless MindA friend asks 'What are you doing at this hour?!'<br />'n I say 'Just catching up on the world, just catching up..'<br /><br />A world, thats long past<br />a world, that many have walked before...<br /><br />a world, where memory footprints 'n gchat records<br />are all that one has to retrace the way...<br /><br />way to?<br /><br />one's blindness? one's mistakes? one's naive dreams?<br />to a world, half imaginary?<br /><br />magical songs with perfect words<br />'n long talks into the night...<br /><br />people who leave, <br />do they spare a thought for ones left behind?<br /><br />a world, thats long past<br />a world, that many have walked before<br />'n to this world i walk now...<br /><br />a friend asks 'What are you doing at this hour?!'<br />'n I say 'Just catching up on the world, just catching up..'<br /><br /><i> It is all that is left unsaid upon which tragedies are built...</i>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-27339737169287609392010-04-15T17:07:00.002+01:002010-04-15T17:40:42.650+01:00you would think that in this day education/intelligence/character is what a person will be judged by and that those are one's real 'aasthi' but sadly even to the so-called well educated society the bottom line still is - 'how much material aasthi one has' ...Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-53481936341009160332010-03-14T18:52:00.003+00:002010-03-14T19:17:17.560+00:00For the times they are a-changin'<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;">...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;">No facebook</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;">'n no more Twitter</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;">GReader is a distant past</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:11px;">...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:11px;">For the times they are a-changin'</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:11px;">...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:11px;">The line it is drawn<br />The curse it is cast<br />The slow one now<br />Will later be fast<br />As the present now<br />Will later be past<br />The order is<br />Rapidly fadin'.<br />And the first one now<br />Will later be last<br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yssw8s8gpfY">For the times they are a-changin'</a>.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:11px;">...</span></span></div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-20780084121045018842010-02-08T17:52:00.002+00:002010-02-08T18:38:33.577+00:00Emotional AttachmentChanges working at a sub-conscious level have a way of sneaking up on you that you don't notice them until its too late.Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-49584387165639149412010-01-15T20:58:00.002+00:002010-01-15T21:05:45.676+00:00a late night...<div>a song...</div><div>a dream...</div><div>an echo...</div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-57639053021994627872009-12-25T18:26:00.002+00:002009-12-25T19:38:36.412+00:00KP<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{"type":"name"}" style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); "> </span><span class="UIStory_Message">I did it...I didn't know it all...But i did it justice...It’s a nickel or a dime for what I’ve done, The truth is that I don’t really care, For such a lovely crime I’ll do the time, You better lock me up I’ll do it again...</span></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><br /></h3><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIStory_Message">yeah using DMB's words shamelessly here to say I finally did KP! </span></h3><div><br /></div><div>For the trekkers fraternity, KP needs no introduction but for others, KP stands for Kumara Parvatha, a mountain in Western Ghats. At a height of 1712m its one of the favorite trekking destinations in Karnataka. More info <a href="http://trekwiki.wetpaint.com/page/Kumara+Parvatha">here</a>. </div><div><br /></div><div>Before the start of the trek I had this fear that I wouldn't be able to complete the trek, and that I may end up staying back when all the others would go ahead. In a way that did happen, except I was on the other side, out of 13 people only 5 of us went all the way! :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Another 'proud of myself' moment was completing the first stretch to Bhatta's Mane in just 2.5Hrs and that too without sitting anywhere in between! Though i did have many standing rests on the way... :) , but yeah I didn't sit... :P</div><div><br /></div><div>The next stretch was not as gr8 as the 1st one, was really sluggish, after a heavy lunch...and it took quite a while to burn it off. Watching the sunset from the peak and doing a moonlight trek down to the base where other guys had camped were two other memorable parts of the trip.</div><div><br /></div><div>But even those pale in comparison to what followed next - the worst night of my life. An entire night spent in the tent, with wind almost flattening the tents, wondering when the nails would give way and tent just fly off...Thankfully it didn't happen, but there was no sleep either, what with tent flapping on the face and at side and all that noise... Sleeping outside seemed like a better option later after stepping out early morn around 5am...</div><div><br /></div><div>But morning was beautiful and all the bad memories of prev night seemed to be gone with the wind... :)</div><div><br /></div><div>The climb down from Bhatta's Mane was painful, thanks to the hit on my right knee I had while coming down in the moonlight prev night... But on the whole this was one of the treks i escaped with least injury, just 2 minor slip-falls (I still slip a lot, but i seem to be getting better at stabilizing myself and not falling :) ), 2 bruises - one on knee and one on arm, though I've no idea when the one on arm happened... </div><div><br /></div><div>Oh yeah, talking of injuries, used the pain relief sprays for first time and they actually sting! :| </div><div><br /></div><div>Few more things -</div><div><br /></div><div>> Don't wear Jeans for trekking</div><div>> Find a good camping site, not in terms of scenery but in terms of shade, I did know this but yeah got reinforced as to how important it is...</div><div>> A cap and a jacket - can't appreciate their value enough...</div><div><br /></div><div>Now for the best part of this post, Snaps.. :P</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/vadiraj.cs/KP_trek#">Vadi</a></div><div><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/arunragh/sets/72157623041494020/">Arun</a></div><div><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/tompraison/KPTrek?feat=directlink#">Tom</a></div><div><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/redthil2/KumaraParvathaTrek20091219#">Redthil</a></div><div><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/sanjeev.kurtkunta/Kumara_Parvatha?feat=directlink#">Sanjeev</a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=364639&id=563525433&l=b92f22e521">Your's Truly</a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Pls: On a side note, after all this years i went for go-karting... :)</div></span>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-54712972545149843632009-12-12T19:05:00.002+00:002009-12-12T19:11:19.036+00:00Griefstages of grief -<div><ol><li>Denial</li><li>Anger</li><li>Bargaining</li><li>Depression</li><li>Acceptance</li></ol><div>sooner you can accept things, the sooner it is to move on...</div></div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-81908648765062394632009-12-07T15:03:00.002+00:002009-12-07T20:43:08.546+00:00kodagana koli nungitha<div>Last week was FOSS.in week and this was probably one of the best ones I've attended so far. I never got to attend all the talks i wanted to but it was still good. And instead of attending I actually got conned into giving a talk! It wasn't much of a talk but yeah whatever... :D :P</div><div><br /></div><div>Plus thanks to conference, got to know few ppl, whom I knew for many months, much better. Angels i thought them to be and they turned out to be Devils(in good sense of course) :) </div><div><br /></div><div>Saw Raghu Dixit live for the third time, and this was their best gig by far. All the geeky jokes, with live twitter feed projected behind the band, it was awesome! Also they played 'kodagana koli nungitha' 'n I'd never heard their version before 'n it was pretty good! If you were wondering abt the title, now you know. Its this really nice kannada folk song, you can listen to the original version here. <a href="http://www.kannadaaudio.com/Songs/Folk/Biddiyabbe/KodaganaKoliNungitta.ram">Kodagana Koli Nungitta</a></div><div><a href="http://www.kannadaaudio.com/Songs/Folk/Biddiyabbe/KodaganaKoliNungitta.ram"></a> </div><div>After the concert went to a friend's friend's place and had the most amazing home cooked pasta, not the stupid sunfeast thingies either! Friend prepared this marinara sauce with the whole oregano, parsley, olive oil, white wine etc the whole deal! I'm really surprised that he managed to find all those ingredients, considering he had come to B'lore just that day before! It was fun time, somehow even though I was meeting other ppl for first time, it didn't feel awkward. </div><div><br /></div><div>Finally fulfilled my wish of taking long exposure shots! You know those 'gimme red' torch writing thingies, it was so much fun! </div><div><br /></div><div>Next day was again interesting. Had slept ard 4am prev night, then got up at 6:30, reached home at 7:30, took head bath and then left for tennis ard 9:30, played till 11. After playing it for some 3-4 times now, I think I actually like playing Tennis! :) </div><div>Later on went to Forum 'n Landmark, bought 'Thus Spoke Zarathustra" then met friends at Meghna's for Lunch. Had amazing Andhra food - Chicken 555, Chicken Biryani, Kakkinada Fish curry with white rice...yummmm... :D Later on as friends went shopping, I'd a tough time trying to stay awake, kept dozing off every now 'n then! But somehow managed to keep myself awake on the ride back in auto. Once reaching, nicely slept from 3:30 to 7pm. :)</div><div><br /></div><div>So yea, that was last week!</div><div><br /></div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-33202268064792072852009-11-18T18:54:00.004+00:002009-11-18T19:17:46.148+00:00I told you not all of the words<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"><p align="justify" style="text-align: center;"><span onmouseover="_tipon(this)" onmouseout="_tipoff()">I told you not all of the words</span></p><p align="justify" style="text-align: center;"><span onmouseover="_tipon(this)" onmouseout="_tipoff()">I lost them halfway.</span></p><p align="justify" style="text-align: center;"><span onmouseover="_tipon(this)" onmouseout="_tipoff()">I told you not all the words --</span></p><p align="justify" style="text-align: center;"><span onmouseover="_tipon(this)" onmouseout="_tipoff()">They are so hard to find...</span></p></span></div><div><br /></div><object width="640" height="505"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pWezEHxFst4&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pWezEHxFst4&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"></embed></object><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"><p align="justify" style="text-align: left;">as they say much of beauty is lost in translation...</p><p align="justify" style="text-align: left;">but music transcends all...</p><p align="justify" style="text-align: left;">Dr. Zhivago 'n now this, makes me want to pick up Russian...It would be really nice to read Dostoevsky in native...</p><p align="justify" style="text-align: left;">hmm, wonder if there are any Russian language schools in Bangalore...</p></span></div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-26226664417632795592009-11-08T15:42:00.004+00:002009-11-09T06:02:32.854+00:00fallsharing few esoteric learnings i had over the last week -<div><ul><li>Don't play tt wearing some 3inch high heels - not that any person would do that but in case you ever feel like it - Don't!</li><li>Whatever the backgrounds, people essentially remain the same...it pays to have/develop an extra layer of patience and accept the fact that somethings don't change...</li><li>Don't wear gold rings on treks, especially if you are planning to slip, fall and slide over rocks - 22K gold is easily chipped.</li><li>If gold is easily chipped, what chance does a finger nail have? So say No, No to long finger nails as well.</li><li>Learn how to fall safely, 'coz fall you will! But don't ever let that stop you from climbing. :)</li></ul><div>Pics from recent trek - <a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=345968&id=563525433&l=48a04bc15b">here</a> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:11px;">Pics from old trek - </span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size:13px;"><span class="UIStory_Message"><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/puthali/HimmavadGopalaswamyBetta" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), "1e178da5ac0d2a05ce24215b39876f30", event)" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: underline; "><span>http://picasaweb.google.com/puthali/Himm</span><wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "></span>avadGopalaswamyBetta</a></span></h3></span></div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-61581633641686255482009-10-19T15:38:00.000+01:002009-10-19T15:39:29.449+01:00what if this is as good as it gets?Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-4005961305805922762009-10-12T21:33:00.001+01:002009-10-12T21:34:46.639+01:002amI sense history repeating itself...Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-37439478488881070142009-09-18T14:17:00.003+01:002009-09-19T17:00:26.229+01:00BoredomWas speaking to a friend, when the question of being bored with people came up. Now being bored with people is not much different from being bored with anything else.<div><br /></div><div><ol><li>There will be few like chocolate, ice cream, floyd et al, that you will never get bored of...</li><li>Then there are the ones, long exposure to whom will throw you into that familiar state again. Similar to the way you get tired of certain music/TV series/games/activities on doing it continuously. But this is not so bad, as you can take a small break and you will be good to go again. </li><li>And then there are those, who just bore you to tears! </li></ol><div>'n yea, i am using bored of/tired of interchangeably here...</div></div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-14961978873581220092009-09-15T17:33:00.006+01:002009-09-19T16:28:51.599+01:00<div> As he walks on the shore, with the silvery waves lapping at his feet, </div><div>"Night is dark.", he thinks and immediately chides himself for such an obvious, weak remark. </div><div><br /></div><div>" 'Night....Night is dark but still not as dark as the one in my life'...now, thats much better!", he thinks and starts laughing, oblivious to the image he painted to an onlooker, with his tall body silhouetted against the dark sea and sky, and hair ruffling in the gentle sea breeze which also spread the sounds of his sad, maniacal laughter, all along the shore.</div><div><br /></div><div>After a while, tiny lights in the distance comes to his view and thinking</div><div><br /></div><div>"I may just yet...</div><div>I may just yet, start some new lives..." </div><div><br /></div><div>he bursts into laughter once again.</div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div></div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21109681.post-53277796472706613212009-08-31T18:59:00.007+01:002009-09-11T05:23:48.463+01:00Leh'edHad just settled into room after reaching Leh and having dinner...around this time last month. <div>Can't believe its been a month already and i took this long to get around to blogging it! But better late than never...huh? :)</div><div><br /></div><div>So here's a very very tiny summary of my 2 week long road trip from 7th Aug to 23rd Aug:</div><div><br /></div><div>Bangalore--->Delhi---Chandigarh---Manali---Leh---Chilling ~~~~Nimu---Alchi Monastery---Leh---Pangong Lake---Leh---Lamayuru ---Kargil---Drass---Sonamarg---Srinagar---Gulmarg---Dal Lake---Jammu___Amritsar---Wagah---Amritsar___Delhi___Bangalore</div><div><br /></div><div>where </div><div><br /></div><div>---> by Flight</div><div>--- by Road</div><div>___ by Train and</div><div>~~~~ by Water (Rafting :D )</div><div><br /></div><div>It was truly an outstanding trip from many aspects. </div><div><br /></div><div>> Just being on the road for two weeks! </div><div> The Journey...such varied landscapes...being bounced around in the cab...slumdog toilets...3~4Hrs of sleep...'n Maggi - the official food! :)</div><div><br /></div><div>> Puking at the 2nd highest motorable pass...</div><div><br /></div><div>> Feeling of dried blood in your nose...always!</div><div><br /></div><div>> Rafting on Zanskar river...truly an unforgettable experience! the mountains towering over you and the icy cold Zanskar waters falling over you....just amazing!</div><div><br /></div><div>> Frescos @ Alchi Monastery...</div><div><br /></div><div>> Night camping beside Indus river - can never forget this! </div><div> Sleeping on the bank, seeing the moon rise over the horizon, searching/forming constellations, counting the shooting stars(had never seen one before 'n that night saw so many, there was one almost every other minute, apparently August is shooting stars month!), listening to river flow beside you...just heavenly!</div><div><br /></div><div>> 'n yeah bought my first mineral, a first tiny step towards my childhood dream of collecting minerals :) Its a small l'il amethyst..hmm, which reminds me, 've not taken any pic of it yet...neways it looks something like this -</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cs.cmu.edu/%7Eadg/images/minerals/q/amethyst.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://www.cs.cmu.edu/%7Eadg/images/minerals/q/amethyst.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>and *a big big hint* for all those ppl, who ever want to gift me something, please think about adding to my collection ;)</div><div><br /></div><div>> Pangong Lake - such a Beautiful place, never seen such crystal clear waters before...'n what shades of blue and green! But the best part of that trip was definitely the crossing of 'paagal nala' - a freezing glacier water streaming down with full force 'n carrying with it chunks of loose pebbles, which when they hit you at that force...ouch! the pain would've been even more, except one minute into that freezing water, your feet go all numb... :)</div><div><br /></div><div>> MonaLisa - A nice li'l restaurant attached to our hotel, who played Pink Floyd all the time! </div><div> Any wonder i fell in love with that place? ;)<br /><br />> This trip taught me so much about the interactions & dynamics involved in a group...varied tolerance, irritability, stubborn quotient among individuals....learnt so much about myself, realized 'm still way too emotional when it comes to few things or maybe 've changed 'n need to change again... :)<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>> Lamayuru - wish i could've spent more time there, but hopefully there's always a next time?</div><div><br /></div><div>> Drass - No Words!</div><div> you can go through my friend's blog on this - http://jencya.blogspot.com/2009/08/tribute-to-heroes-of-kargil.html</div><div><br /></div><div>> Srinagar - idyllic place but with gun wielding police every 100mts...</div><div> An interesting thing was the comment our cab driver who drove us to Gulmarg made. He said that there's no terrorism now but the police themselves throw bombs now 'n then to maintain that unsafe situation so that Government keeps them, 'coz apparently they get 3K more for Srinagar duty! </div><div><br /></div><div>> Dal Lake - shikara ride, ppl selling all sorts of thing on boats, the house boat, vegetable market on the lake, floating gardens!</div><div><br /></div><div>> Ride to Jammu - very scenic! Highlights: Green Tunnel, Bhagliar Dam on Chenab, Patnitop 'n the 3Km long tunnel! </div><div><br /></div><div>> Amritsar - Balle Balle! :)</div><div> Golden Temple - most neatly maintained religious place I've seen in India so far! Plus a really beautiful building to boot...</div><div><br /></div><div>> Wagah Border -</div><div> crass entertainment...</div><div><br /></div><div>> Highway On My Plate -</div><div> Had seen the Amritsar episode where they had shown Makhan Fish Dhaba 'n Since I was in Amritsar I didn't want to miss it, so began our long search for that place 'n it was so worth it. Was the best meal I had on the entire trip! Check out the snaps to see how much we enjoyed... :)</div><div><br /></div><div>> Delhi -</div><div> With huge backpacks, searching for hotel room in paharjung...</div><div> Watching 'Kaminey' @ Regal theatre, which is Dehi's oldest theatre, was an experience!</div><div> Chandni Chowk - really awesome place, now i can understand why all these bollywood movies are so fascinated with it but frankly they don't do even an iota of justice to that place...!</div><div><br /></div><div>> The BEST experience of the trip was how we managed to catch our train to B'lore just in nick of time all thanks to the Heavy Rain storm which took away the roof of newly built airport terminal! Explaining this would be a new post altogether and its already 3am, so I'll end it here...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Link to the snaps -</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;" ><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=307477&id=563525433&l=fb06618388">http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=307477&id=563525433&l=fb0661838</a>8</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;" ><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=307924&id=563525433&l=d802faf610">http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=307924&id=563525433&l=d802faf610</a></span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=307924&id=563525433&l=d802faf610"> </a></div><div><br /></div><div>Pls: Going through the snaps maybe a better idea, as its almost like a photoblog of the trip, arranged in chronological order with appropriate comments :)</div><div> </div><div> </div>Puthalihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13482408621990138753noreply@blogger.com2