These days every morning I check up the Ananya's blog as she has the habit of writing everyday. I am really happy to promote her blogs because I always wanted her to blog as she has the ability to tell things intrestingy rather than intresting things. I can write (hopefully) interesting things but in a not so interesting manner. Everyday when she feels excited about her blogs attracting more number of visitors, I can sense her happiness as I felt the same few years back. When comparing with my initial days of blogging I feel Ananya is more confident and has the command over the language than what I had then. Also she had started blogging in Tamil from day one, which had advantages for her, whereas I took close to 3 years to start blogging in Tamil because of technicalities involved. Everybody can feel that their expression in their mother tongue is always better than that done in other languages. And.... I happened to react differently to same situation last week.

This Deepavali happened to be a memorable one, not just because it is my first Deepavali after the marriage, but I had some good news pouring in. Also I had received calls from all the people who matters me a lot. Whether it were my nieces Meera, Indhu / Madhu or my most favourite kid friends Viggi & Vini, Thiru from Dubai and ofcourse my sweet darling Vijay (Australia), even those few minutes of talking to them on the Deepavali day made the festival still more special. I just want to extend my arms and say this in front of the whole world to them - "I Love You All... A Lot". And by the mid of the day I received the best news - Girish's marriage invitation via phone. I have been longing & praying a lot that he should get married soon and the moment he said that he is gonna get married with Kavya on coming Nov 5th, my day is made. I just wish Girish a Happy Marriage Life because as a calm & artistically inclined talented guy he deserves it much. He is a good Guitar player and I hope Kavya gets to be wooed by him with Girish playing the guitar.... How romantic!!! In the same vein, I wanted to share the comments from my friends about my previous article - பிறந்தநாள் வாழ்த்து.

My heartiest Deepavali wishes to all of you friends... More than religious reasons, Deepavali is the motif of the eventual triumph of the truth over the evil, with the lamps symbolising spreading the happiness in life. Have a colourful, less noisy, nice & safe Deepavali!!!

Love,

Maheshwaran, Akila & our parents

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Of late I am getting attracted towards the Kannada language. Even though I had an affinity for that language when I was in my school, somewhere I got an aversion towards the Kannada language and the state as well, majorly due to the hatred imbibed by the state's hard stand in the Cauvery issue. However over the years I realised that it was all because of the politicians and had nothing to do with the language or people as such. I visited Bangalore few times previously and started getting accustomed to the cosmopolitan culture of the city. Since I once tried to learn Telugu, I learnt those alphabets, and Kannada scriptures are very similar to Telugu, I can manage to make out in the city buses. Still I didn't get any "inspiration" to learn that language. But recently I saw "Milana" just for Parvathy and was looking forward to see her next movie "Mazhe Baraali Manju Iraali". Once I started hearing those songs and watched the subtitled version of Milana, I was able to pick up some new words. I learnt Malayalam this way only, so let me take the known route. I am listening to Kannada songs by Illayaraja with a vengence, learning the alphabets using 30 days book and drawing references from common words with Tamil. So for me Parvathy is to Kannada what Manju Warrier was for Malayalam. (In past I took an interest in Malayalam language only after I started watching Manju Warrier in Asianet). Hope I can get a good feel & command over the kannada language before the end of this year.- {oshits}

This post is about two blogsites I came across recently and I am amazed about them. One is called "Sayagi Speaketh " (http://sayagispeaketh.blogspot.com) from Bala, my brother-in-law, as a mouth piece for my new born niece Dhanya Sayaki. He is trying to document her life on web right from the moment she was born but what is intresting is that how he manages to put himself in the newborn's shoes and think from her persprective. Till now there are just 3 posts but each outdoes itself. Simply stunning!!! Another one is from a fellow blogger named Annamalai. His blogs surprisingly seems to be the extension of my thoughts.. may be the small town sensibilities go together. His blog is named after his native called "Manipuram " (http://manipuram.blogspot.com). The more I read his blogs, more I feel familiar about him. There is a certain neutralness & earthiness in his words and a simplicity in his thoughts that makes the readers think and feel for themselves. I got in touch with Annamalai, planning to meet by this weekend and just hoping that it should turn to be a memorable journey. Till then when time permits, just take a peek on these blogs... you'll definitely agree with me- {oshits} readers for this

Dubai AirportIt is a strange feeling while I am typing this blog flying 35000 feet above the sea level in an Indian Airlines flight. It is a welcome relief travel, much relieved than my previous travels of the annual vacations, and feeling great to be back at home with my family. While approving this ticket my Account manager asked me whether I wanted to postpone this ticket to some other flight at the later part of the same day, but I was thinking like "Even if I have to travel in standing, I want to travel by this time itself" and thankfully he approved it to my convenience. Leaving Dubai was a bittersweet feeling because I am hurt that I couldn't spend much time with my cousin and friends. However best part of the whatever little interactions we had was - that against my fears / apprehensions, the spouses of my cousin and friend bonded seamlessly with me... got two more sisters for myself as extended family. Travelling in Indian Airlines was not that bad as people made it out, but one thing I wished was - The airhostess' should have played their age gracefully, else it was scary to look at their heavily done faces in their early 40s. To kill the time, I am going through the random chat transcripts of mine with Vijay, which are so intimate & lively also lovely, putting many smiles in my face and I acknowledge that this relationship had cushioned me a lot against the on-site pressure. God is always nice to me that he introduces new people in my life at various stages of my life and everybody had helped me in many ways. Thank you Kadavule..... End of Dubai Diary posts!!!! {oshits} reads.

Keane SAP Implementation team on day of JGT Implementation

Atlast the show reached its climax on the 5th of August 2009... All the hardwork we had put on the past (close to) six months had finally culminated into the "Go-Live" of the JGT. This project had been underlined by the incidents of my personal life so I can tell the milestones dates by heart. The day I was called for reading the RFP in Bangalore, I was leaving to Padalur to participate in the funeral of Vaithy. Then... waited a while for the status of this project to decide on the marriage date of mine, but at the end it came to us officially on the very next day of my marriage. And... The day I was leaving for my honeymoon clashed with the client's visit to our Chennai office, so I had to postpone / cut short my honeymoon trip by a day. Finally.... like the nail biting climax, my passport which was nearing its expiry, was renewed on the eve of my Dubai trip. This project was a really learning experience and I had experienced on the first hand - "how onsites are not really rosy as made out". When we went live officially, all the hardships we underwent, misgivings were conveniently forgiven and forgotten... After all it is a moment to be cherished and loved rather than carrying the personal scores to be settled. Don't know whether I'll be back to this part of the world again, but UAE had got still more special for me because of my first ever onsite implementation. Awaiting for my return to India in next very few dates... Couldn't wait joining my family soon.

Click the image to read furtherஇந்த பதிவை நான் ஆங்கிலத்திலேயே எழுதியிருக்கலாம், ஏனென்றால் இது உலகத்தில் உள்ள எல்லா வேலை பார்க்கும் மனிதர்களுக்கும் பொருந்தக்கூடியது, எனினும் என் மனதில் உள்ளதை effective-ஆக சொல்ல என் தாய்மொழியில் எழுதினால் மட்டுமே முடியும் என்பதால் தமிழில் எழுதுகிறேன். கொஞ்ச நாட்களாகவே எனக்கு தனிமை மிகவும் அதிகமாக உறைக்கத் தொடங்கிவிட்டது. வேலையில் உள்ள அழுத்தம், வெள்ளிக்கிழமை விடுமுறையில் கூட வேலை செய்யும் நிர்ப்பந்தம், இரவு அறைக்கு வந்தால் படுக்க மட்டுமே தோன்றுகிறது. இந்தியாவில் இருந்தபோது ஒரு colourful வாழ்க்கை வாழ்ந்துக்கொண்டு இருந்தேன். வார இறுதிகளில் தொலைதூர பயணங்கள், புதிய இடங்கள், புதிய மனிதர்கள், புதுப்புது கலைப்பொருள் முயற்சிகள் என வாழ்க்கை மிக அழகாக இருந்தது. ஆனால் onsite-க்கு வந்தப்புறம் வாழ்க்கை மொத்தமாக மாறிவிட்டது. வேலையினால் வரும் அழுத்தம் மட்டும் என்றால் கூட என்னால சமாளித்துவிட முடிகிறது. ஆனால் சில அனாவசியமான காரணமற்ற நிர்ப்பந்தங்களை, அதிலும் மேலதிகாரிகளால் வரும் காரணம் விளக்கப்படாத கட்டுப்பாடுகளால் சோர்ந்து போகும் மனதை, அந்த அழுத்தத்தின் வீரியத்தை தனிமை மேலும் பல மடங்காக பெருக்கிவிடுகிறது.

Click the image to read furtherTill now it had been all car travels in Dubai either to office and on weekends because my friend was there who took me in car wherever we wanted to go. But after moving to Bur Dubai and with my friend going to India on vacation, I am exploring the public transport options. The situation is not so different from our Indian State transport services, except that here RTA (Road Transport Authority) has a good customer service (only) through a call center, who gives details about the routes and bus numbers when called. Along with this difference are other aspects like - a flat Dhs. 2/- for anywhere in Dubai, the standard of bus - Air conditioned, closed and infact thats the disadvantage because of the perspiration inside a closed space. Other than that there is no difference - same unpredictable timings of the bus arrival like in Chennai and even a checker doing the ticket checking in the mid way. However these bus travels take me back to the simple days of mine in Coimbatore and I am really enjoying waiting, 50 minute travel in the bus, so I am not complaining. I should have tried this much before itself and this is the only regret.

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Recently Anis, after seeing my Birthday fotos, commented "Mahesh has a different world where he will be in all smiles, people will be raving about him but on contrast he is a snob with a 'kadoos' expression in his face in another world". I neither want to deny him nor give explanations to the behaviours in the another world he mentions. Just like any human being I am very happy with people I am more comfortable around me. Unfortunately I haven't I learnt the diplomacy and the art of face masking the real thought process. I got the virtue of being so transperent that whatever is in my mind, my face broadcasts it. After seeing the birthday photos many people who matter me a lot said that my smile was too good in those photos. Again I neither wanted to deny nor endorse their comments, but even if the camera was not there my smile would have been like that when with people closer to me. I can attribute this to one of the interviews of Shabana Azmi, I have read when I was in my 11-12th std.