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[Sing-a-Tune]: I wanna be a HIPPIE!! ;)

Try to sing this with a tune…faster the better!! 😛

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I wanna be a hippie…
Wanna grow long hair!
I wanna travel all free…
If not, atleast the lowest fare!

I wanna dress like the hippies…
Like they did in the 1960s!
And live an unconventional life…
Like on the edge of a knife!

If ever I’ll be one, I’ll be a poor hippie..
I got no dollars, only paisa counting to a Rupee..
I wanna be on a high, like a hippie…
Sad or heartbroken, yet be happy happy!

With no much fanfare…
I wanna marry another hippie!
And as I play with her hair…
Wanna shout Yippee Yippee!

If you wanna join me as a groupie…
We’ll be freaky, creepy, crappy!
Anything apart from being so geeky…
Wanna be on the loose, like a hippie! :mrgreen:

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Posted by on September 27, 2008 in Happens~2~me, I~do~such~things

 

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Parody[5]: Mere Grocery ka ek bill…

This is a parody of the song “Mere Laundry ka ek bill” from the movie ‘Rock On’…Dunno if it in sync with the tune…you guys need to tell me!! 😀

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Mere grocery ka ek bill, Ek bada sa utensil…
Na Na na na na…Na Na na na na…
Door delivery ka phone number, Menu card ka ek paper…
Na Na na na na…Na Na na na na…
Mere pet ka appetite, My sense to guess wrong or right…
Pichle saath dino mein maine khoya,
Kabhi bhookha raha mein, Aur…Kabhi paani peeke soya!!

Na Na na na na ….Na Na na na na ….
Na Na na na na ….Na Na na na na ….

Maa ki book of recipes, Tips to cook with palak and peas…
Na Na na na na…Na Na na na na…
Diamond ring in the Apron pocket, Sodex-ho coupons ka ek fat booklet…
Na Na na na na…Na Na na na na…
Do 5-star hotel ke dinner-passes, Mere naye crystal ke glasses…
Pichle saath dino mein maine khoya,
Kabhi bhookha raha mein, Aur…Kabhi paani peeke soya!!

Kya mein bolu, saatva din jo aaya…
Kisi ne humko ek party mein bulaaya…
Kya pal tha jis pal mein humne pet bhar khaaya tha…
 
Hum jo khaaye pehli baar maine jaana kya hai dakaar…
Maine starter bhi khaaya, dessert bhi khaaya…
Naa bhooka raha main, aur naa paani peeke soya…
 
Na Na Na Na Na ….Na Na Na Na Na ….Na Na Na Na Na ….Na Na Na Na Na ….
 
Maine pichhle saat dino mein ye sab hai, Kiya… :mrgreen:

 
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Posted by on September 25, 2008 in I~do~such~things

 

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[Spoof-post]~ Mission Coding!!! ;)

I don’t know if anyone else has tried such monkey-tricks before…but I don’t mind pulling such ones off in a manner as humanely as possible!! 😛
This is a spoof of a post which my friend Niveditha wrote on her corporate blog…She called it ‘Mission Kitchen’ and I call mine “Mission Coding”…My piece seems more corporate, don’t you think?? Read it and you will surely disagree!! 😛 Btw to get into the groove, read the original post first, its right below my spoofy version!! 😉

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I normally get accustomed to a technical piece very easily. But there is an exception here. One area with which I have never been able to establish a certain comfort level with, is coding. 😳 I so wish I could love coding as much as I love bugging. But alas I have never been successful in coding and most often I find myself confused about the stuff found in this alien of a source piece.

When left alone with the codes I am left wondering about the weird logic that goes into making it flawlessly run, and how ever much I try I never get any inclination to learn the “art” of coding. 😉 The few things I know I can do decently are…

Raise Syntax errors as instantly as Maggi… :mrgreen:

Make a somewhat decent review, that too just for two hundred lines of code. If it is more or less, I do not know the proportion…and I end up exhausting my vocabulary of technical words.
I can make documentation. Not perfect ones, but ya decent readable/understandable ones…

I can keep bugs in the code editor… 😎

Ya.. That’s about it. There is nothing else I can do in the area of coding, and I always keep listening to one standard dialogue from my manager: “What will you do when you get fired and go? Will you feed your wife with bugs too?”

Well well… I am sure I am going to get a very adjusting wife and am sure I will learn something or the other by that time. So I keep telling my manager not to take any tension from his side. And once I finish this clichéd dialogue I get nothing except a dirty stare from him. 😳

Ah. I remember one particular incident that happened sometime ago. At that time I was much weaker in the coding area than I am now. As was the situation then, my manager used to write the logic and keep it ready for me to build on it before I came to office every Monday. I being the lazy one that I am just had to take the logic and fix it somewhere into the code.  So there I take the logic (something that I thought was logic!) and added some syntax and gave a bulk of code to the poor tester who had asked for it. But that day I felt the original code seemed different and was acting weird. It was unusually throwing exceptions and looked like it had a lot of bugs. Not bothering to actually find out I ran the code package, and so did my tester. She was sweet enough not to say anything. Once my manager was back in the evening asking for the status, I asked what the problem was with the logic. And what he said made me, my teammates and the tester giggle our guts out. That FYI mail from the manager which I thought as logic to apply were actually some similarly seeming test datas for my information which I applied into development and I did not realize that! 😳

Ya… I know you guys think it’s a tad too much. But that’s how bad I was when it came to the coding. Thankfully I am much better now.

PS:  I have made a vow to myself to learn at least some basic coding so as to survive under my manager in the future. Let me see if I keep up this promise or as usual this gets bugged like all the promises I have made to myself. :mrgreen:

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Mission Kitchen – Original post by Niveditha!! 😀

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I normally get accustomed to a place very easily. But there is an exception here. One place where I have never been able to establish a certain comfort level with, is the kitchen. 😳 I so wish I could love cooking as much as I love eating. But alas I have never been successful in cooking and most often I find myself confused about the stuff found in this alien of a place.

When left alone in the kitchen I am left wondering about the weird ingredients that go into a meal, and how ever much I try I never get any inclination to learn the “art” of cooking. 😉 The few things I know I can do decently are…

Prepare Maggi… :mrgreen:

Make a somewhat decent coffee, that too just for two. If it is more or less I do not know the proportion…

I can make dosa. Not perfect ones, but ya decent edible ones…

I can keep rice in the cooker… 😎

Ya.. That’s about it. There is nothing else I can do in the area of cooking, and I always keep listening to one standard dialogue from my mom: “What will you do when you get married and go? Will you leave your husband hungry?”

Well well… I am sure I am going to get a very adjusting husband and am sure I will learn something or the other by that time. So I keep telling my mom not to take any tension from her side. And once I finish this clichéd dialogue I get nothing except a dirty stare from her. 😳

Ah. I remember one particular incident that happened sometime ago. At that time I was much weaker in the kitchen area than I am now.  As was the situation then, my mom used to heat milk and keep it ready for me to have my complan every Saturday before she left for office. I being the lazy one that I am just had to take the milk and pour it into my glass.  So there I take the milk (something that I thought was milk!) and added some complan and gave a glass of milk to the poor maid who had asked for it. But that day I felt the milk looked different and weird. It was unusually frothy and looked like it had a lot of water. Not bothering to actually find out I drank down the contents of my glass, and so did my maid. She was sweet enough not to say anything.  Once my mom was back in the evening I asked what the problem was with the milk. And what she said made me, my mom and the maid laugh our lungs out. That vessel which I thought was milk actually had buttermilk and I did not realize that! 😳

Ya… I know you guys think it’s a tad too much. But that’s how bad I was when it came to the kitchen. Thankfully I am much better now.

PS:  I have made a vow to myself to learn at least some basic cooking so as to survive in my in-laws house in the future. Let me see if I keep up this promise or as usual this goes hiding like all the promises I have made to myself. :mrgreen:

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Don’t call me insane/mad/besharam/anything…I know all that I am!! 😛

 
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Posted by on September 23, 2008 in I~do~such~things

 

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A week that wasn’t…

One week I went away on a break and it seems like things went all wrong all over…I didn’t expect the world to be a different place altogether.

Last Saturday evening, I left for Mumbai on a week long vacation not for any occasion/function but just to get in touch again with an old habit of visiting my cousins there. Till about the time I joined work, I used to visit Mumbai every year without fail. But in the last 32 months this was just my second visit, the last time being a short visit of 2 days to attend my cousin’s marriage. So this time I decided to take a week off and along with my sister visited the city that never sleeps, Mumbai.

But hardly did I foresee that the world would be a different place in a week’s time. On landing in Mumbai on saturday night, we were welcomed with the news of serial bomb blasts in the capital of India, New Delhi. On reaching home, this was the topic of discussion among us all…my aunt (mom’s sis), uncle, uncle’s dad and me. Little did we know then that much more was in store for us the next day.

On Sunday morning, I got up early at 9 am to the news of an email alert that had been sent from one “Eric House” in Chembur (and my aunt’s place was just that!!!) and to our astonishment, the person (Mr. M. N. Kamath) whose insecured Wi-Fi network was used to send that email was none other than my uncle’s dad’s cousin.  What came to my mind suddenly was the open insecured Wi-Fi network that I had at my Adyar flat. We have it switched on almost 24/7. Phew! The whole of Sunday was an ordeal for the entire Kamath family and my Uncle’s dad with the cops. I had been to the area where Eric House was, but was not allowed near, and it was also decidiously covered with cops and reporters, police jeeps and OB vans. I was back at home in no time right in front of the idiot box to follow up on that.

Meanwhile on the other side, a ship with 18 Indian crew members was hijacked in Somalia…and their demands, phew….nearly 7 crores INR…I was kidding with my cousin, saying that it must again be one of us only (a Konkani speaking bloke) since 7 is considered lucky by us…for some GOD damn reason!! 😀 What to say, the pirates are weird psychos!!!

In the evening, took part in a Ganapati Visarjan procession too but sadly could not get pics as no photography was allowed due to security reasons. Surprisingly I was asked not to click pics in both the shopping malls I visited…and I didn’t feel like going to any other mall after that. And the famous Mumbai rains showered its blessings on me and by the time I got home, I was all drenched. And the nut in me loved it!! :mrgreen:

Monday morning we left Mumbai for Pune…to visit my aunt (dad’s sis) and cousins…and I utilized this opportunity to meet a few of our beloved Ch1 Pune Bloggers (a photo-blog on this one will follow soon! :)). It was a great feeling to meet them all in person, after having known them for over a year just by their blogs and names. In the excitement of meeting them all, I even forgot that I was on an anti-biotics (which were battling with the virus within me) course…period. Weather in Pune was pleasant…with periodic drizzles but the night was very cold.

By Tuesday evening, we were back in Mumbai welcomed by the pouring rains only to reach home all drenched. It was the last thing I wanted to happen on a vacation, to fall ill. And this rain was just the right doze that I needed to hit the sick bed. Wednesday went off “silently” trying to persuade the virus to let go of me…I must say, it was lenient enough not to sap into my energy levels. There was no fever, but there was no voice coming out of my vocal chord too…I learnt the sign language to an extent on that day…the same day that Lehmann Brothers declared bankruptcy leading to the downfall of the markets, including our ever-ready-to-fall Sensex (the Indian stock exchange)!!

Almost the entire Bangladesh Cricket team decided to join ICL, the (so called – by BCCI) rebel Cricket league. Inspite of having resigned from his Bangladesh Contract, Habibul Bashar was foolish enough to quote that he expected to play for the Bangladesh National team irrespective of having signed the ICL contracts for a staggering $200,000 per year for the next 3 years. Sadly two evenings later, he seemed to be shocked at Bangladesh Cricket board’s decision to present him (and other ICL joinees) with a 10 yr ban.

Thursday, there was no rain and inside me, no pain. It was time for some shopping as well as for some relative-visits. We were 6 hours on the roads of Mumbai (Crawford Market, Linking Road, Santacruz, Andheri, etc) and 2 hours at 2 houses…to come back home late in the evening all happy, tired and dead.

Friday looked happy and beautiful with the light drizzles till about mid-day when the news of an encounter in Delhi rattled all peace. 30 minutes of firing…2 militants dead, one caught and 2 escaped…2 policemen severely injured, of which the constable survived and the inspector sucummbed to injuries on Saturday. The people in Jamia Nagar where the encounter and firing happened blamed the police saying the encounter was fake…but if it was fake, why would any police inspector give up his life?? And in fake encounters, no AK-47s are recovered from “students”. The people also had complaints as to why the police chose close to prayer time on Jumma – a Friday – in the Ramazan period to carry out the encounter. Did they forget that the blasts took place in the holy period of Ramzan??? Hats off to those ppl…Idiots!!!

Saturday as I landed at home in Bangalore, I was relieved that nothing much had happened this day….only to be made aware of the twin bomb blasts at Islamabad in Pakistan which killed and injured several innocent people including quite a number of foreign nationals…Sigh!!

On reaching home at Chennai, I got to do something about the Wi-Fi security…the last thing I would want is to be caught for some wrong and unsuspected thing!! Though I wouldnt mind the appearing-on-the-television jig…good or bad, publicity always helps!! 😉 

From last Saturday to this one, from the Delhi blasts to the Islamabad one, from being in Mumbai to being back at home…it has been one long sad sick week…a week that wasn’t weak, but full of energy. Hmm…

 
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Posted by on September 21, 2008 in Thoughts

 

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Kung-fu in Kitchen!! ;)

I was free and at home the whole of today and so was Satish, my roommate. Two of the other roommates were out, Samik reporting to his boss at office and the dutiful husband in Udit reporting to his wife who stays at his native with his parents. Due to the recent inflation and removal of subsidy at lunch in the office, all four of us had decided to cook at home for dinner on weekdays and all times on weekends.

Its been 2 whole weeks now since the new arrangement and each one of us have voluntarily taken up certain responsibilities.

Samik cooks well…so he’s the official cook of the house now…
Udit is good at deciding what to be cooked and the combinations….believe me, its a tough job to decide whats to be done for that moment. And above that he does the weekly shopping too with Samik.
Satish is the laziest and uninterested among the lot…he can basically survive on chips, finger fries, et al. However we engage him in work that requires him to move less like cleaning of rice, cleaning the dining area (once he sits there), opening of packets (his fav.) etc…
And me, I love to see the vessels clean…so I do all the dish washing!! I am the scavenger of the pack!! 😉 Apart from this, I do the small shopping thats needed on a daily basis like getting milk, curds, eggs, and so on.

And today since our cook was at office, and the lazy fella was lying down and watching TV…the onus of preparing food fell on my irresponsible (cooking) shoulders!! Since we get up late, I knew that breakfast was taken care of…err skipped!! 😀
At 11am I went to the shopping mall to get small things and ending up getting ready-to-eat Dosa batter and Aloo Tikki (a potato based snack)!! 😀
On reaching home, we decided that we would have dosa for brunch (breakfast+lunch) as it was already 12 noon….I was skeptical cos I didnt remember the last time I had entered the kitchen with the task of having to prepare something…If it was just for me, I wouldn’t have bothered but there was that lazy food critic sitting outside waiting with an empty plate in his hand. And to beat it all, there were not much instructions on the packet that I bought…It just said, ready to eat….hmm…
I poured the batter into a clean (I washed it :P) bowl and mixed the paste using a clean large spoon. Since it looked thick, I even added water (and a little salt) before mixing it again. Meanwhile set the gas on fire, with a few drops of oil on the non-stick pan. Now was the most dreadful task in the waiting…It reminded me of a few one-liners I got to hear before I took over the kitchen…

“Hope your dosa will come out round, just like dosas are meant to be”
“I can’t recognize a dosa by taste…but only by shape”
“Which country do you design best on a non-stick pan?”
All these echoed in mind as I let the batter into the pan…the round shape of the pan, was a blessing in disguise. 😛

The first dosa came out like how Srilanka is…but I remembered my mom saying “sometimes the first ones act weird”! So I put it on a plate, meant for me…
The second was even worse…went to the dustbin…
And then there was some magic…I am saying so cos I didnt do anything…
The 3rd, 4th and 5th dosas…came out right and round…just like the bug sitting outside wanted and I happily dropped those into his plates….he said he wanted no more as he was full….what could be expected with the packet of chips he had side by side…sigh!
Then the magic disappeared just like it had appeared…
The remaining dosas took shapes which I cannot describe…but I wasnt bothered as far as the batter was cooked…I recognize by taste after-all!! 😀
The magic was more of a fate I think…else why would it stop when it was my turn?!! :mrgreen:

Evening it was time for Aloo Tikki…I was excited…and there were instructions on the backside of the packet too…And I prepared as written on it…and it came out brown crispy delicious as it was printed on the packet…But the bug of a Satish had to comment….he didn’t like it….and he said it with a “I don’t like these kind of snacks”…If you see in the flashback, I had taken neat 10 minutes to explain him that Aloo tikki is a chaat snack…but sigh, his mind didnt pick it up I guess…lazy it must be too!! 😦 But the best part was that I got to eat his share too….damn the check on calorie count for the day…I promise to climb more stairs (and hereby go for more coffee breaks in office) to compensate!! 😀

And when it was dinner time….I was so relieved to find Samik back from office….that I started writing this post…he’s calling now to have my dinner…I have to wash dishes too later….So till next time, signing off!! 😀

 
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Posted by on September 6, 2008 in About me, I~do~such~things

 

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Of A holiday, “Rock On”, CCD and my experience!! :)

It was early at 10am that I got up to the alarm and headed towards home. Today being a day off due to a festival (Ganesh Chaturthi) here in India, I had dozed off last night at my friend’s place in all spirits!! Chennai is facing power cuts these days…scheduled ones…and in my area its 9am to 10:30am as per the schedule. I called up my dad who celebrates his birthday today, wished him and spoke to him on a lot of things like his plans for the day, who wished him before me, who’ll visit him, whom will he touch base with, et al…and reached my home past 10:30am just avoiding the damn power cuts. I had plans to watch Farhan Akthar’s “Rock On” this noon at Sathyam Cinemas, my favorite multiplex in Chennai. So on reaching home, read the newspapers, updated all masala into the mind, got ready and headed to the multiplex…to be joined by friends (yeah not alone this time! 😀 ) just on time!! 🙂

Now to the movie…

Man…I have no words for the movie…do not dare to miss it…

It begins with my favourite song “Socha Hai”….and the story to a certain extent is about what had happened in the past…yeah 50%+ is in flashbacks…but well shot…it juggles between the present and the past…Its about 4 friends who had formed a rock band “Magik” (yeah Magic with a ‘K’…what else with a Kapoor behind the movie!! :P) in their earlier years which went on to be famous but never made it…hmmm…

Farhan Akthar (Adithya), Arjun Rampal (Joe), Luke Kenny (Rob) and Purab Kohli (Killer Drummer – KD) form the rock band and even go on to win a contract for their first music album after winning the V-Channel sponsored talent hunt. But politics, right-outta-books-ethics and real-life-attitudes make sure that they never make it to where they would have reached if they had been allowed to record what they were best at, rock music. They get disintegrated….loose touch…10 yrs pass by…

10 yrs can change a lot of things around…so it does with these 4 musicians….

Adithya, the vocalist…is now an investment banker…married to Sakshi (Prachi Desai) who is unaware of his previous rock-star image…is running in the rat race…living what he thinks is life…to be only made to realize his folly and reunite with his band by his now pregnant wife. Brilliant acting by Farhan…the rock-star image suits best on him, but he doesn’t fit the bill as an investment banker!! 🙂

Joe, the short-tempered lead guitarist…is now without a steady job….still plays guitar at small parties and get-togethers…married to his sweetheart played by Shahana Goswami (Deeksha I guess Debbie was her character’s name)…has an eight year old son…is more of a follower than a leader….emotional. Arjun has acted well, but looks artificial in some scenes…and among the 4, he has the gals drooling allover the most!! 😛

Rob, the long-haired keyboard player…is now a technician cum player who works for/with Anu Malik (of all ppl)…is single…loosing hair…and sick! Luke has decently portrayed his part…nothing artificial about it! 🙂

KD, the killer drummer…now works for his dad in his jewellary business…loves to flirt and listen to live bands…single ready to mingle…owns a jeep….hasn’t touched the drum sticks for 10 yrs…is the jester in the movie! Purab has enacted his role which is very close to his own self, but sometimes he’s overacted…seems like he’s inspired by the role of Sameer played by Saif Ali Khan in Dil Chahta Hey (DCH). But he keeps the humor quotient up and running!! 😀

10 yrs hence…they get back together, thanks to Sakshi…and the rest of the story is all about how they give their last concert together as the rock band “Magik”!! 😀

Kudos to both the female leads….Prachi and Shahana…they have portrayed their roles to the hilt…loved the facial expressions on Shahana especially!! 🙂
Kudos to the director Abhishek Kapoor….for maintaining the Rock-concert feeling throughout the rock-concert shots!! 😀
About the music….kudos to the Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy trio…loved all the songs….favorites being “Socha hai”, “Rock on”, “Pichle saath dinon mein”, “Ye tumhari meri baatein”…in that order…and the other songs too!! 😀

A must watch is all I can say….and as displayed on the 70mm screen “Do not download the music…buy the CD”!! 😀

Once out of the multiplex, the next pit stop was the Cafe Coffee Day (CCD) near the Bessy Beach…Not facing the beach we thought was disappointing…but once inside, there were disappointments all over…we ordered…the items were served at our table…AC was on, but where we sat it was close to an expresso in terms of warmth…and before I could order another coffee (have this habit of not stopping at one mug), the dude handed over the bill…but that didnt stop me…hehe…ordered for a black coffee…parked ourselves for another half hour till we were asked “any more orders sir?” which actually meant “if nothing else you need, pls be on your way out”!! 😈

We then headed to our next favorite haunt….Bessy Beach….2-3 hours we sat…at one place….and what we talked on deserves a fresh new post altogether! Moreover, this already seems to have become a long post! 😉

So would sign off, but not before saying “Rock on”!! 😀

 
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Posted by on September 4, 2008 in Happens~2~me, Movies

 

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[Pic-Blog]~ Bekal Fort, Kerala! :)

Long ago, but not so long ago (actually I did try to remember…) I had been to Bekal, a very small town in the North-Western part of Kerala. Bekal, being the birth-place of my dad…is one of the mandatory trips that my family actively takes part in…and why not, we are excited each time we visit as we love going to the fort and the vast expansive beaches over there… 😀

If anyone of you have been there, you would agree with me…but I bet you would have seen this place if you have watched the Aravind Swamy-Manisha Koirala starrer “Bombay”! :mrgreen:

I will be sharing a few pics I took the last time I had been there!! 🙂

The fort has now come under the Kerala Tourism Department, and is being revived from its ruins…such a pleasant thing to see!! This is a top view of the fort (I had climbed the tallest construction inside the fort to capture this :P) with the Arabian sea in the background! 😀

This is the very stretch where Manisha Koirala runs towards Aravind Swamy as he sings the song “Uyire” in Tamil and for the benefit of others “Tu Hi Re” in Hindi…and man, she runs both the times!! Anything is fair in love (and war)!! 😉 Btw, I have tried singing the same song over there, and don’t believe me, but I have seen many run!! :mrgreen:

The beautiful sea and the unending horizon…

I had waited for quite a while to click a pic when the waves would hit the rocks…Murphy waited all along with me to see that it didn’t happen…I love you buddy, on the rocks! 😀

All you can see below is the sea waves kissing the rocks near the shores…and a few bushes!! But even in that hot noon, the bushes were not left alone!! 😉

Ah! The cocunut trees…how can one miss them in God’s own country?? Lovely sight!! 😉

This spot below (in the ring) is my favourite…When the tides are high, the water splashes all over us if we stand in that ring….amazing feeling!! 🙂

If you haven’t been there, do plan sometime…its simply an awesome place! 🙂

 
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Posted by on September 1, 2008 in Pics

 

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