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On August 15, 2011 Bhumi had a blast for its 5th anniversary and so did We, the children. An anna called Hari had explained the akkas and annas who teach us about a competition- Design For Change! Our akka came and asked us what all problems we face in our day to day activity and how we would change it. All of us in our class said different things, akka wrote it in computer and sent it to DFC.

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How many times have you asked people "How are you?' and how many have you asked with real concern? This has been a constant thought for quite sometime. Being in the hospitality industry,people are tuned to ask this question to everyone around them. Myself being pushed to do the same, I realised I don't care a damn about how you are. But have the need to ask, for courtesy sake. If you think about

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Once upon a time there was a little girl who used to think journeys are for eating. My mother used to be a bit beware and aware whenever they planned a trip . The minute I got into the mode of transort her lines would be " Amma enna kondu vandruka?" Anywhere the train/bus stops she would say " amma biscuit,amma juice,amma chocolate" And finally Mother would be "PHEW!!!!" when the destination is

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Well its been a month since I posted something. Various reasons like project review,exams and work came up. Work!!! oh ya.. believe me..its true :)  Now I am a working girl. Almost 15 days into my job and it still seems like an internship after which I would go back to college. But the truth is this time I will never ever get up early and go running and catch my bus on foot board! Never am I

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1. Who is Anna Hazare?Anna Hazare is a 72 year young ex-Indian army man. Fought 1965 Indo-Pak War 2. What's so special about him?He built a village Ralegaon Siddhi in Ahamad Nagar district, Maharashtra?3. So what? This village is a self-sustained model village. Energy is produced in the village itself from solar power, biofuel and wind mills.In 1975, it used to be a poverty clad village. Now it

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Recently I was day dreaming(!), seems to be the only thing I do these days :D. Anyways I was wondering about being patient and not to count the chicks i.e dreams before they hatch. So what does patience yield? These are some of my findings :Patience is the companion of wisdom. – St. AugustinePatience improves productivity because it creates a better state of mind, a clearer state of mind, for

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These are pics of what kids did for a competition along with us,for Collage and Painting. :)

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Chen Shu-chu sells vegetables in a stall in Taitung County’s central market, in eastern Taiwan. Can you imagine a vegetable seller being listed in Time Magazine’s top 100 most influential people in the world? It is absolutely astonishing that she is not only in Time’s 100 but also in Forbes Asia 48 outstanding philanthropists and Reader’s Digest’s Asian of the year 2010.Do you think any of this

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George: Condi! Nice to see you. What's happening? Condi: Sir, I have the report here about the new leader of China. George: Great. Lay it on me. Condi: Hu is the new leader of China. George: That's what I want to know. Condi: That's what I'm telling you. George: That's what I'm asking you. Who is the new leader of China? Condi: Yes. George: I mean the fellow's name. Condi: Hu.

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So no one told you life was going to be this way.  Your job's a joke, you're broke, you're love life's DOA.  It's like you're always stuck in second gear,  Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.  But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.  I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.  I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.

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The title was my status in Facebook after my results came out today. Some may be curious of what it is. I am just posting this as I myself wanted to clearly know why I wanted it..as the status was just an impulse of today but a reaction of a longtime thought process. Okay now what is that Spark I want? It is just that over time I've come across so many different kinds of people who are brilliant,

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It all started off with a chain of mysterious mails and messages. They contained no information of when, where, what would happen etc. And finally the answers were The Bhumi Fun Day on 26th December, Bessie beach at 8.30 am. Around 50-60 volunteers had gathered to know ‘What would happen?’. We were grouped and I was in Team D. So next, what were the teams going to do? We were handled out

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Children's Day was a long-forgotten celebration for me,which stopped when I was hardly in 7th or 8th grade. But yesterday proved to be the best children's day ever for a group of us after a long time!!! As mentioned in one of my previous posts I am a volunteer of Bhumi. So,yesterday I was called for the 'Children's Day' program at my center. I reached there on time and found all kids prettily

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From my childhood I've dreamt of visiting many places in the world. look around,fascinate,bask in sunshine,swim on a beach,walk in the desert, snorkel in water etc. And these are the pictures of some places I wanna visit :) Italy: Spain: Mauritius: Egypt: More to come...

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Willy Wonka gum may not remain a fictional concept in the coming days with the development of a breakthrough technology that resorts to microscopic capsules to release various flavors simultaneously. The Norwich based Institute of Food Research’s scientists are going to implement this technology. Dave Hart, the Food scientist Professor has come up with a boiled layered sweet that is capable

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My friend had recently posted on interests we've from childhood. When I started thinking about it I reminisced that as a child I used to tell people " I want to become a librarian". I always fascinated the work of my school librarian and used to feel "Wow!How lucky! She is always with books!!!" . I even had it as an option for my bachelors during high school. It was because I am a voracious

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Being Navarathri season,it has really been a memorable nine days for us at home. Though all festivals imply on family gatherings and being united,this truly implies the social gathering. We have guests from all over who come to our house to watch the golu and get sundal. A long time indeed for all to visit different places,unlike other festivals. A brief history of Navarathri: Navaratri (nine

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Clouds and Waves               -Rabindranath Tagore  Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me- "We play from the time we wake till the day ends. We play with the golden dawn, we play

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Palanquin Bearers    -Sarojini Naidu

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It has been sometime since I've posted. Though a lot of things crossed my mind I was too pre-occupied to type or upload. In recent times I've started to read through quotations and anecdotes and came across few poems which I loved in my school days. A few for you: Cloony The Clown by Shel Silverstein I'll tell you the story of Cloony the ClownWho worked in a circus that came through town.His

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THIS IS AN INTERESTING MAIL I RECEIVED A FEW DAYS BACK.. READ AND ENSOI!!!! At the end of twelfth standard, you are forced to take the supposedly most important decision of your life, i.e, your career path.Its not a very difficult decision to make,for two kinds of people-those who are clear in what they want, and those who have no idea about what they want. The former choose their path and be

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It was one of those lazy Saturday afternoons when I was wondering what to do. I remembered a status update of my friends on Facebook calling for volunteers to teach a group of kids. I messaged her asking for details without a trace of thought of where I was landing into. She sent me the details and being an active volunteer also took me to the center where she teaches. The moment I saw the kids I

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It was a tedious job to go from the city to SRM University, Kattangulathur from 26-28th  but I would say it was a journey worth, for the 2nd Indian Youth Science Congress. It was a dream come true to many to see the Father of Green Revolution Dr.M.S.Swaminathan in the inauguration programme. The main theme consisted of Biodiversity, Ecology, Agriculture and Sustainable development.

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The evening was pleasant and friendly at the British Council premises on ‘The World Environment Day’ celebrated on June 5th.  We, a group of environment enthusiasts had assembled to watch the movie screening of the documentaries nominated for the UKEFF-UK environment film fellowship. It started with a welcome address and a brief introduction by Haripriya and Shruthi, world climate champions of

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Ennui is defined as ' a state of boredom or emptiness especially caused after a bout of exciting events'. All of us would've experienced this state at some point- not feeling like talking to a person immediately after spending a lot of time with them or feeling low after having a very very enjoyable time with people or even insomnia after some memorable events. These are what that were going on

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jan's doodles...: The brain explained

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KNOWLEDGE The recently organised conclave on ‘Integrating Brain, Mind and the Soul’ was a revelation to many.‘Integrating Brain, Mind and the Soul’ was the theme of the 30th T. S Srinivasan Knowledge Conclave 2010. It was truly an integration of a kind with a mixture of students, doctors, psychologists and psychiatrists from all over the country attending it.For all of us who attended on

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Yes.. Atlast I went to the consulate of my dream country,as it is for many others, yesterday. I had a lot of doubts about the security checks etc but it was a great experience and I would say 'A day well-spent'. Okay so you might be wondering what i am talking about. Its none other than the AMERICAN EMBASSY of CHENNAI. I was apprehensive to see the solid black door and the security people with

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I've always regarded myself lucky to be born at the end of the Gregorian year. But this year ( or rather last year) I was the most happiest person on earth on my b'day. I felt very blessed and lucky to have such parents and friends :). Okay here goes My Diary of Dec 30th.. The day started exactly at 12 midnight with my best friend's calling me to wish. Unfortunately i was so sleepy and

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Incident 1: She was jumping (literally) with joy on hearing that one of her close friends X was going to get married. She was euphoric. Her mum was quite puzzled and asked her " En ippidi kudhikara( why are you jumping?)". She told her the reason and her mum was like "Fine.. so what?" she replied " I am looking forward to attend the marriage". " Anyways you won't know many people in the marriage

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Reka and Rahul were in the park." Please reka" begged Rahul." No way Rahul"." I won't ask you ever again." Reka gave a mischevious smile " This is what you tell all the time."" Not this time..pleeaase!!!""Ok...fine give me"" Rahul, the 7-year old, gives Reka, his classmate, the Maths book to solve his homework.

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I am a avid reader of almost all English and Tamil magazines. There is a Gnani who is a columnist in one of the leading Tamil weekly magazine whose writings i really look forward to. He writes about things that shock him, and those which he appreciates, every week. This is an excerpt of his article in my words. Shock 1:The Tamilnadu government had allotted Rs50 lacs for the one day FICCI

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Jokes apart U are the Best Dad Ever. Thank You sooooooooooo much :)Have a blast!!!

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This a copy of my article which came in 'The Hindu' a couple of years back. It got published in the Metro Plus (Sound Off) . It was just after i finished my schooling and was on a break( breaking my head on what to do next). The article was based on my view on how expensive the applications were in each college/university. My first application was to a foreign university which charged me 600

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Some things which i wanted to share with all:Coracles or odam or parisal: The one we went in was made with bamboo in a hemisphere sort of way. Its covered with cement bags stitched together and painted outside with tar. It was qiute sturdy and in places where we had to walk our boatmen walked faster with it. :PFor fish-food freaks: There are a group of ladies who are ready to cook for you

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I went with my music band UNISON to Hogenakkal yesterday. An awesome place and a verrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyy memorable trip. :) We started at about 6 in the morning ( of course each of us with an armful of snacks) in a Tavera A\C car. Listening to music all the way (Arr hits) . Our first stop was our college which was on the way and took pics outside it ( idea courtesy: Passed out seniors). Then we

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You all did love him once, not without cause:What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?O judgement! thou art fled to brutish beasts,And men have lost their reason….I am sure people recognize the above statement. For those who don't, it is a statement from Mark Antony's speech from Julius Caesar written by Shakespeare. Read it again. He is mourning for the death of Julius Caesar and expresses

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We, at some point if our life , would have got the thought " why doesn't he/she understand or why do they seem to oppose us". The same thoughts have crossed my mind loads of times and there are times when I've been disappointed and even cried. But then when i started thinking about it i realized it is an impossible task to make others understand us. Its like someone telling about a pain in their

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Calvin and Hobbes was written and illustrated by Bill Watterson, following the humorous antics of Calvin, an imaginative six-year old boy, and Hobbes, his energetic and sardonic stuffed tiger. The pair are named after John Calvin, a 16th-century French Reformation theologian, and Thomas Hobbes, a 17th-century English political philosopher.Some Interesting facts about Calvin and Hobbes:Calvin is

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Its a dull day and i come home all tired and drained. I just open the supplement paper to find something to lift my spirits up and only one page has all the magic........the one with the comic strips!! Of course i mean Calvin and Hobbes. Here are some to lift yours too.

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The rules of the award are as follows:Link the person who tagged youCopy the image above, the rules and the questionnaire in this postPost this in one or all of your BlogsAnswer the questions(I’ve written below with answers) below following these RulesRecruit at least seven (7) friends on your Blog Roll by sharing this with themCome back to BLoGGiSTa iNFo CoRNeR (PLEASE DO NOT CHANGE THIS LINK)

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This is dedicated to all my friends who have been with me all through my life till now and who are going to be there foreever.

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I sit there alone , Tears in my eyes. With nobody in the vicinity, To help me with pity. Everybody smiled Everybody teased, Leaving me with no ease, Then,she came by, She came by , from the yonder To help me with my blunder She stood by me, Like a pillar ,in the cellar Then i rose up, i rose with her She is my best friend She is self-confidence.

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We accept a lot of things in this world without any questions. Especially some rituals and superstitions beared down upon us by our elders. Read this story: Once there was an old saint who used to perform pujas and yaagas everyday. He used to tie up a cat before starting the puja everyday. After the old saint died his son took up that position and responsibilities. On the first day, all was set

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Last week was quite good with different experiences. First knowing that all teachers are quite fine either in teaching or atleast leaving us as we please. Next was our field trip to MODERN BAKERS which was called as an Industrial visit. It was a simple biscuit manufacturing unit usually shown to 7th standard kids. People please grow up!

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India, as we all know is a diverse country. It seems to have become more diverse. How?? I am talking about the educational system in existence now. The more the population more has the number of educational systems increased now. With more and more schools coming up, the competition has increased and so has the cost. Just like recession in jobs or inflation, even our educational system is facing

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Date - 13th june, saturday Time- EveningVenue- Nageshwara roa ParkAttended By- Satya, Gokul, saptha girishwaran, sankar, padmanabhan, sai, aravind, sre, meenakshi, puvi, deepika, gayathree, jananiDescription- An evening of pure fun and laughter. Description By Jan- It was one of the most memorable evenings of my life. I just didn't beleive soo many were interested and would definitely come

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Does is sound weird? Thats just what i experienced a couple of days back. I went with my mom for a getto with her school friends. Each was a person well - established in her own right. What a morning of fun and laughter it was. I played a mere observer taking in all details in delight. :) There were dicussions ranging from husbands to kids to the sticky candy that was available in school. Rema

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Atlast my exams are over. Whew! It was a real nightmare for past a fortnight. Never had a longer fortnight in my life. Some things i found during it are as follows:1. The Art Of writing exams- Our answer booklet consists of 44 pages and the main advice from my seniors and staff were " fill all the pages whether you know the stuff or not. Only then will you get good marks". Imagine 44 pages of

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Okay...it is sometime since I posted anything of my own........mainly because I would type something and just save it as a draft thinking of making it better for reading and and keep thinking of ways to improve the same. So i have taken the same as my topic this time. CONTENTMENT! Last week the 12th results were announced and as usual there was tension among students and then joys and

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There was this advertisement in which the dad tries to teach a kid talk. First he says banana and the kid repeats after him. There is a joy,surprise and pride  in the dad's face when he tells the mom about the kids acheivement.  Then he says "Czechoslovakia" and the kid stares and shows him faces. What a beautiful concept and direction.It makes you want to see one more time. I felt it so

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Over the tide she blows,With a determination to reach the sun.Over the mountains she blows,In a view to display her power to the greatest soul.Over the mans face she blows,Soothingly to lighten his heart.Over the whole world she blows, Invisible, unnoticed and uncared,Just to keep the living things living.

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CapricornDecember 22 - January 19Capricorn, the tenth Sign of the Zodiac, is all about hard work. Those born under this Sign are more than happy to put in a full day at the office, realizing that it will likely take a lot of those days to get to the top. That's no problem, since Capricorns are both ambitious and determined: they will get there. Life is one big project for these folks, and they

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These are a series of pictures i took at Mahabalipuram. We talk of common sense in people. This made me realize from where we had inherited it from. This particular monkey stealthily stole a 2 litre sprite bottle from a group of guys who were trying to provoke it.It  ran up the tree to enjoy the treat in peace. But felt it difficult to drink from the heavy bottle. So it poured out from the

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It was a few days back that i finally came to a decision of posting actively in my blog. I started off with posting a couple of my poems( if i could say). Then , i was wondering " what shall i post next?". There is so much going on in my mind that i want to share. So i decided to have a photo exhibit of my thoughts with hints under. So that is what you will see from the next post( unless i change

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VOICE OF THE QUIETOn the meadows I went,To hear the chirping of the birds,However, all I heard was the sound of calmness.To the sea I went,To hear the dashing of the waves,Even there I heard only the sound of the dumb.Out I went into the dark,To hear the sound of the insects,All I could hear was the voice of the quiet.I could hear all this,Not heard much by all,As I was born…DEAF.

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THE UNSOLD DIAMONDShe came from the earth,With talents no dearth.In her songs were they enchanted,In her speech were they enraptured,In her poems were they lost,But at what cost?All of them discussed,And hemmed and hawed,She knew the results this time too,Since she had heard it a lot of times,So before they could, she declared hers,“This deal cannot take place fair As your son is fair”And left

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