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Rather than writing small blogs, I decided to compile 2-3 posts under the title of Dubai Diary series. 28th Feb 2008. I went to Radhakrishnan's accomodation on Friday and just envied his room. He is in a sharing accomodation and his room is in the landmark building - Bank of Baroda near the Burdubai's Abra (Boat Station). Quite a landmark building that it can be visible from almost more than a kilometer with large neon light hoardings of BOB. His room has a beautiful balcony from which you get a breath taking sea view and ofcourse the Dubai creek. I kicked myself for not carrying my camera when I went there. Evening we went for a stroll along the creek and visited the old house of Dubai's sheikh which is now converted into a museum. Also dropped into the Heritage village near by. My regrets of not taking the camera grew manifolds and I consoled myself saying that I'll be back to these places on 9th Feb (Miladi Nabhi) if they announce a holiday for us. More photos of these places on 9th... it is a promise.

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I always pity the Dubai's RTA taxi divers, poor souls they slog for the commission which is their bread winner. So they try to prolong the journey if they realise that you are a stranger to the town. However I have learnt to instruct them the right way if they tend to stray. One thing is that you talk to them in a humane manner and strike a right chord with them. I always try to keep talking with them when they travel and some drivers are intresting personalities. Yesterday while returning to Bur Dubai from Ras Al Khor, our working place, there was a huge traffic jam. Our taxi driver was dull and regretted that whatever route he went that day, he was getting struck in the traffic jam, so couldn't make much trips. I really felt sorry for him, while getting down I just told him that "मै आपकॆ कियॆ धुआ करता हू कि आपका बाकि दिन और कल अच्छा हॊ!" (Let me pray for you that the rest of your day and tommorrow be a good day). The smile these words put on his face was refreshing. Even though I couldn't do anything more than this for him, I just hope these kind of soothing and positive words drive his day better. - {oshits} reads

It has been almost a week I had come to Dubai for a project work, but I feel like being here for a long time. After Coimbatore, this is one place I feel at home. When looking back I can't reason why I feel comfortable about this place because it is so hot, dry, policies are quite expats unfriendly but something holds me in this place. May be some sweet memories of the last time stay is doing the magic. We are quite deeply engaged in work, so not much time to go around, but Thirumalai took me outside for a couple of days to buy some basic things and dinner. My website (www dot maheshwaran dot com) is blocked here and due to technicalities the *.net domain was not working fine, which made em think that I won't be able to blog for next 6 months. But thankfully I got one proxy that helped me to make changes to keep the *.net domain working. Love to keep you all informed about my stay here in Dubai.

DubaiIt is official atlast. I am quite excited about leaving to UAE for an implementation project on 19th of this February. After a while my long cherished dream of an 'end-to-end implentation' is going to come true. This project being executed in the customer's place at Dubai is an added bonus because I am going to be closer with some of my friends in UAE. Ananya had already "welcomed be back to UAE". Infact I tried to go to Dubai, which is quite closer to my heart, for a vacation last April but it didn't materialise at that time. So in all aspects this trip to Dubai is so exhilirating that I am all charged up to give my best for this implementation. Don't know whether I'll be able to blog regularly like how I do here because it is definitely going to be a demanding process, but let me make up for it with a bang after I return back to Chennai.

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Once I read in a Sharukh Khan's interview that for Indians cinema is like brushing the teeth and it can't be avoided any day. Seems it is too true. Oflate I notice that in any social gatherings people speak more about cinema, cricket and mega serials. Gone are the days where people were more concerned about the relatives (even in the form of gossipping). Recently I went to a funeral. After a while people we talking like "You know, Vikram had crooned all the songs for Kandhaswamy", "Heard that Naan Kadavul is good. Any reviews?"... sort of conversations were in rife. It was quite disgusting. There are lot of things, leave out intellectual stuffs, to be discussed in a common life, but why the fcuk only cinema is being discussed all over.

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I was casually flipping through the pages of Femina's jan '09 issue. A case of marriage not consummated for the past three years caught my attention. I was just wondering what that couple were doing for past three years. I could understand what they might have been undergoing but their problem was something that could have been cured by a psychiatrist in few minutes of counselling. I too was a victim of 'Performance Anxiety', thats why I feel sorry for them. Most of the (conservative) people have a gap of 10-15 years between the s3xual awakening and the 'actual' s3x. In the mean time through watching porn movies & cyber s3x, they tend to set a very high expectation about s3x. So by the time they actually face the reality of carrying out s3x, they get nervous and the anxiety creeps in, affecting the s3xual performance. A counselling with the psychiatrist is all it needs at that time.

It has been about 7 years I am with internet and 5 years as regular blogger but still remember the day I "saw" the internet for the first time. It was a summer 1999, the word 'internet' was buzzed around but what it was all about, none in my circle could explain. I had completed my final semester exams and in the interim period I visited my sister's summer project at IISC, Bangalore. So it was she who 'introduced' me to internet and the first 'website' I had seen was the Official website of the movie "Taal", because when she asked me to name a site, I had the cassette of 'Taal' in my hand, so I read out that. Needless to say I was quote fascinated and when I joined my Masters, I had a keen intrest on the e-commerce papers. When the Chennai girls of my class were talking about emails and portals, I used to take Philip Kotler to the browsing centers to see the example sites mentioned. In the due process I fell in love with the medium for accomodating anybody who is creative and letting the whole world see your body of work without restrictions or censoring or editing. At the end of the course, I got an urge to develop my own content.

MoneyLet me confess that this blog is 'inspired' by RGV's blog on money and the views, incidents are purely mine. This blog is all about how much I value money and materials in life. Like everybody I too agree that money is THE important thing in life no matter whomever may claim that money is immaterial to them. But how much you value money is something that depends on person. Some people are happy with the money they had made to live in a contended life whereas some people chase money no matter how much they have in abundance. The number of people in the former category is very meagre whereas the latter has more. We are living in a materialistic world, so we can't rule out the necessity of money but must learn to balance between the necessary and a luxury.

Ilayarajaஇந்த முறை எனக்கு தீபாவளி விருந்து என்றால் அது ஒரே நேரத்தில் ஜெயா மேக்ஸ் மற்றும் இசையருவி தொலைகாட்சிகளில் ஒளிபரப்பான இசைஞானி இளையராஜாவின் கச்சேரிகளே. இரண்டுமே மறு ஒளிபரப்புகள் என்றபோதும் அந்த இசைமழையில் நனைய கணக்கு வேண்டுமா என்ன? ஆரம்பத்தில் இரண்டு நிகழ்ச்சிகளுமே பிரதி எடுத்தது போல ஒரே வரிசையான பாடல்களையும், ஒரே வேண்டுகோளையும் கொண்டு இருந்தாலும், டேக் ஆஃப் ஆனபிறகு இரண்டுமே களை கட்டியது. திகட்ட திகட்ட இன்பம் என்பதை திகட்ட திகட்ட இசை என்று மாற்றிக்கொள்ளலாம் போல தோன்றியது. அற்புதமான பாடல்கள், அழகான இசைகோர்வை என எஸ்.பி.பி, மது பாலகிருஷ்ணன், ஷ்ரேயா கோசல், சாதனா சர்கம், மஞ்சரி, சித்ரா என அனைவரின் குரல்களும் நம்மை வேறொரு உலகத்துக்கு கொண்டு போயின. இருப்பினும் ஒரு சிறிய நெருடல்... அது என்ன?