<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129</id><updated>2024-10-24T20:05:53.267-07:00</updated><category term="General"/><category term="Food"/><category term="Book Review"/><category term="Coffee"/><category term="Cook"/><category term="Dance"/><category term="Haircare"/><category term="Health"/><category term="Hiking"/><category term="New Year Resolutions."/><category term="People"/><category term="Software Programming"/><category term="Super Bowl"/><title type='text'>Cerebrations</title><subtitle type='html'>Passing Thoughts</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-7691846287579615870</id><published>2009-05-05T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T12:35:41.171-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="People"/><title type='text'>People and Thoughts</title><content type='html'>So, yesterday while i finished the gym and started walking out, i was trying to revisit my new year resolutions mentally, and gosh.. I didn&#39;t blog for a month, I thought what was it that I was planning to write the last time I blogged, I was to right about people and thoughts., When I initially thought about the topic I thought I should write about what I think about various people i&#39;ve come across, Suddenly I realized how does that help me, It&#39;d be more a gossip column, So I&#39;m now switching on to what is it that attracts me in people.. and of course try to improvise on many of the qualities which i have and many which I don&#39;t.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here I go with the list of characteristics, that I admire and think a blend of all this in a person would make one a very interesting human.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course the &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Smil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; - I think a kids smile is genuine &amp;amp; Divine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Mischief &lt;/span&gt;- I love mischief, in fact my mind still works of what to do next, Not to harm people but some kind of pleasure to irritate. And yes I get irritated too. I don&#39;t claim to be a big sport.. despite that fact I still love irritating people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Curiosity&lt;/span&gt; - A Child&#39;s Curiosity is their building block to knowledge they gain. Their adaptation to the environment they are in is amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Others... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well there are various things that attract me. Many of which comes by practice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;One who has Positive Attitude&lt;/span&gt; - &quot;Wherever you go no matter what the weather is bring your own sunshine&quot;, comes more by practice than naturally, I have couple of friends who adapt themselves to what situation they have and excel, not because they accepted a failure, but because they believe &#39;misery or happiness the effort is the same&#39;.  I love to be around such people because the attitude  is contagious :). I&#39;ve heard a lot of times from Kashyap about his running coach who coaches and motivates people , he is a live wire, a lot of energy and a lot of positive attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;One Who Accept Faults&lt;/span&gt; - I find that it&#39;s very difficult to accept faults if someone points out . I have that problem too, probably i put forth a defensive argument, unless i realize it myself. It gives a great relief if you try not to be defensive and accept the fault.But beware of those who wait to point out :). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;One who is Composed&lt;/span&gt; - Many of us are temperamental, I&#39;ve met one of Kashyap&#39;s cousin who happens to be a doctor, and is composed, may be the profession demands it, or by habit, I&#39;m amazed by that nature. He might have his downtimes too, but as far as I know his talks, his lifestyle, his temperament are worth motivating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One who tries to keep in touch with all his well wishers every now and then , out of love and concern than as formality, One habit I have to develop. I just can&#39;t check on people unless I have a necessity, or I want to share something. I don&#39;t know if I will improve , but let me try. One of my new year resolution was to weed out friends who don&#39;t care for you. But I now doubt, because I don&#39;t keep in touch with everyone I know they&#39;ll weed me out :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Modesty&lt;/span&gt; : Those achievers who have worked hard through their life, have excelled in their profession, but yet are modest about it. I observe that people who are modest, also do not have the &#39;I&#39; factor, appreciate hard work, opportunity, and circumstances.  I&#39;m not against material possessions, If you have enough, you can spend enough but am definitely against pompousness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the lighter side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intelligence , Wit and Social  - Intelligence, Any person whom I can have interesting conversations with or gives me information regarding something, other than gossip/small talk, Witty people, Keeps me happy, I have couple of friends who have amazing sense of humor, I can&#39;t stop laughing with them around. I can laugh at the most silliest of jokes , even after hours it&#39;s been said. I love to be amidst people who laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hyperactive - My mom, I have no other definition for it :). I&#39;m close, but definitely not like her. She has a lot of positive energy about her, She says there are no problems, just challenges, if you&#39;ve to face it you&#39;ve have to. Smart, Social, helpful, talkative, tactful,practical,efficient,lives more by example than advice and hyperactive. Except for her temperament.. I think many of them are temperamental... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Travelers - I could be wrong, but i feel, people who are well travelled have better sense of appreciation of things they have/possess. I personally love to travel a lot. So i think there&#39;s a natural affinity towards them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Interested in Philosophy - I used to have terrific conversations with one of my neighbor on the various philosophical aspects of our rituals, he was an older man and a great scholar, he always said, Hinduism is not about religion, it&#39;s more about practicing social life, the problem either we have misinterpreted or never understood it because of the way it&#39;s been passed through generations mostly orally. I can&#39;t spend most of my time talking only about this, but definitely i&#39;d like to discuss it with people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; And of course All those 12th Std , Bsc Final Years, BE Final semesters, Studious kids. Healthy competition is good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;ve met a lot more people whom I admire and respect, I just can&#39;t think of all the qualities right now. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7691846287579615870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/7691846287579615870?isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/7691846287579615870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/7691846287579615870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2009/05/people-and-thoughts.html' title='People and Thoughts'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-6234421618892836572</id><published>2009-03-19T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:18:57.928-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Book Review"/><title type='text'>The Latest Book I Read - Book Review on Outliers</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s been a while since I blogged, Many reasons to it, I was studying for PMP so thought i&#39;d be wasting my time if I spent long time blogging. Secondly, I had to finish / start reading a book before I write a book review. Thirdly, Obvious Laziness.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I&#39;m currently reading this book called &#39;Outliers - The Story of Success&#39;  - Malcolm Gladwell. I didn&#39;t finish the book yet, but in the couple of chapters I read i had contradictory opinions about what the author wanted to convey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I write them, The meaning of &#39;Outlier&#39; is one who is different from the usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I read the first 2 chapters, Chapter 1 talks about a place called Roseto where everyone was healthy not because of food, exercise,genes ,weather or any healthy practices but because of the simple reason that multiple generations lived as a family under one roof, (Joint-Family), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I agree partially to it, because you have experienced people to share your thoughts, relieve your stress and youngsters to keep you happy. But How cannot Lifestyle not attribute to one&#39;s health? The author claims that the average life span of every individual was greater than an average american for this simple reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He continues to discuss about cut off dates in school system , points out the fact that , If you take 2 kids from the opposite ends of a cut-off date, Example September 1 being the cut off dates, Opposite Ends means January 1, and August 30. He says the kid with January 1 date of birth will be a little more smarter and hence will be groomed much better than the kid who was born in August!!, Tries to prove it with some statistical data, but out of experience i don&#39;t consider this true. Here he introduces the concept of &#39;Accumulative Advantage&#39; - Meaning, because the kid is slightly smarter, he is given the attention and so becomes more smarter than the others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The third point is the age old saying &#39;Practice makes a man Perfect&#39;, agreed to this fact , but then he claims that there is nothing called born genius, Not anyone is gifted , It&#39;s only practice that makes a person outstanding than the others!, Agreed practice is necessary, but no one is gifted!, I find it difficult to agree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;ll read further and comment about it, Do let me know your thoughts on what the author thinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6234421618892836572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/6234421618892836572?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/6234421618892836572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/6234421618892836572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2009/03/latest-book-i-read-book-review-on.html' title='The Latest Book I Read - Book Review on Outliers'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-96775970022541388</id><published>2009-01-20T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T10:58:30.557-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dance"/><title type='text'>What does it feel like to dance?</title><content type='html'>Art is expression, This would be an understatement. It is what makes life beautiful and colorful, i&#39;ve observed that every individual is passionate about some form of art or the other, be it music, books, dance, photography, sculpting, painting, knitting, exercising, list is end less. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a South Indian and brought up in Madras, I&#39;ve a natural affiliation towards music and dance, for me that&#39;s the best form of expression. Music energizes me, No matter how gloomy the days are or how happier they are. You could care the least about the world when favorite song of yours is being played, be it meru samana, or samney yeh kaun aaya, or you say best , when you say nothing at all.. , &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when I say music, dance has to be mentioned , we were watching &#39;The Story of India&#39; on Tv, when Michael woods mentioned about &#39;Nataraja &#39; symbolizing the dance of creation. I&#39;m lost when I see people dance, Past few days I&#39;ve been listening to Andela Ravamidi, I love this song because of the concept song, The song is performed by a girl who realizes that this form of art can enrich her soul. &amp;amp; Bhanupriya was outstanding in that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;m a huge fan of Bharatnatyam and Kuchipudi (vakyartha abhinayam), So much so that I can spend time researching about it and not get bored. I secretly wish I can dance and sway the way these dancers do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever felt sweat and the rain together?Ever spread your hands wide at the shore of an ocean and felt that you have hugged the ocean and the sky together? Ever stopped at a favorite song of yours while rushing for a bus ? Ever searched for 2 years to find the rendition of that one song you heard in a concert? Ever lost in the dance performed by people on stage.? Ever felt the energy flowing in when you hit the dance floor? It&#39;s a wonderful feeling. Inexplicable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance and music is what adds life to otherwise routine chores.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/96775970022541388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/96775970022541388?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/96775970022541388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/96775970022541388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-does-it-feel-like-to-dance.html' title='What does it feel like to dance?'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-3250119541471348485</id><published>2009-01-01T11:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:30:12.764-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="New Year Resolutions."/><title type='text'>My New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>Well, This is the time of the year where you have to make some resolutions. So i&#39;m making them public because, I&#39;ll be conscious that I announced it to the Whole world, so I better do it, just in case I ignore. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here&#39;s the big list :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) Loose Weight - Obviously, Those of you who know me, know how important it is. Besides the health reasons, to look beautiful :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) Blog : I&#39;ve put this into practice, I&#39;m writing , I&#39;d like to continue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) Laugh as much as I can : I used to be a paranoid, I&#39;ve controlled it a lot. Would like to improve on it, worry less and enjoy from deep inside the heart.  Laugh out loud :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;d) Get back to reading : I used to read,  I&#39;d like to continue. It&#39;s a pleasure for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e) Weed out friends/ relatives : Will keep in touch with only those people who I know care for us. Have time for us, this is something I do every year. But this year organize it a little better. Call friends once in a while may be a month and keep in touch with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;f) Travel Once a Year : It&#39;s too beautiful out there to sit at home or work overboard, It&#39;s good to take a break, it&#39;s too much of a luxury to keep traveling frequently. So as of now i&#39;d like to travel to a new place , once a year for a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;g) Hairstyle - Find a hairstyle that suits me :).. Not a big one but definitely will add to my looks ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i) Carnatic Music - It&#39;s been my dream to sing a &#39;Jagadananda Karaka&#39; in the correct sruthi. I&#39;m learning music, I hope i get to sing a lot more carnatic songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;j) Music Maniac : I was a maniac for good music, I want to restore that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;k) Trekking / Hiking - We used to hike , pre-pregnancy. I&#39;d love to get back to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;l) Pooja : When my parents were here, they were sincere and performing pooja every day. I want to keep that tradition, not because anyone would question me if I don&#39;t, but because I want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m) Meet people over weekends or do something interesting over the weekends : This is more of my husbands resolution , than mine. So We plan to host parties or meet people over saturday nights. Either go out together or play games at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have a things to do list and a Wish list , Which i don&#39;t plan to make public. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;ll see how many of it i&#39;m trying and will accomplish , every month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The quotes I&#39;d like to follow this year : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This used to be there in one of the boards in covansys)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If You think you can  or If You think you can&#39;t you are right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is from Swamy (Sri sathya sai baba).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you get in life is destiny, how you deal with it is self-effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3250119541471348485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/3250119541471348485?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/3250119541471348485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/3250119541471348485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-new-year-resolutions.html' title='My New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-5105414572097460139</id><published>2009-01-01T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:56:32.461-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cook"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Food"/><title type='text'>My thoughts as a Cook</title><content type='html'>I love to cook. As long as there is a change in the food , I can make something new every day. But ask me to make the same food every day , I&#39;m bored as hell. Except for a good coffee of course, (I&#39;m always ready to make it).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I don&#39;t have a sweet tooth, I make sweets though. My favorites these days have been the various cuisine with the same ingredients. I downloaded the Khana Khazana book with various cuisines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my husband around, I need to make good food that is healthier, yet tastier, and non-repetitive with the same ingredients but a variety every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be it soups, be it salads, be it paruppu sadam or be it pindi miriyam. It must be &#39; BP -Free&#39; ,&#39;Cholestrol - Free &#39; and &#39; Diabetic - Free &#39;, &#39;Less - Carb&#39; (You know what I mean).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So these days, When i go to a store to pick up something  I started reading recipes behind the ingredients pack, and started making them. So the latest discovery in that has been the Vermicelli Pulao .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We don&#39;t eat rice, we cannot eat only the vegetables , so we need some base to  eat the vegetables with  and there are lot of constraints. My mom went crazy when she was here, She was like how do i invent what to make day in and day out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to the web, I don&#39;t have such problems. With my son growing, I wonder what his taste buds would demand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;m happy with the challenges i face for making food every day :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thoughts on new recipes , new cuisines with all conditions met are welcome :)&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space:pre&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/5105414572097460139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/5105414572097460139?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/5105414572097460139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/5105414572097460139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-thoughts-as-cook.html' title='My thoughts as a Cook'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-4153675027310559203</id><published>2008-12-29T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:26:40.018-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Haircare"/><title type='text'>Hairstyle gone bad...</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m a great fan of my hair but not my hairstyle. My hair is balck, long ,wavy and healthy. But I have a great problem styling it, not because it&#39;s difficult but a simple fact that I don&#39;t know how to style. I never gave it a thought until kashyap told me that hair should be styled to look good. In my quest for a nice hair style, i&#39;ve tried a variety of things.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flattening it with a flat iron, My hair becomes straight , i don&#39;t have to do anything after that. Much more manageable , looks less in volume , sleek. But unfortunately I&#39;m not a fan of straight hair. I like the natural look to my hair , than straightening it every time. Once in a while it&#39;s fine but not day in day out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, i went to a hair stylist , actually asking her to layer my hair and she gave me a lecture on how curly my hair is and why she won&#39;t do what i ask her to do. I pay her , fight with her, spoil my hair too and achieve nothing at the end of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I bore kashyap with various websites asking him if the hairstyle is good. I go to the stores and check out products from anti-frizz, to moist, to conditioners, to sleek look , and everything under the sun. My latest discovery in this field is the TRESemme anti-frizz creme. I don&#39;t know if it&#39;ll help me in anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know what i need but I don&#39;t know who does it. I need frizz free, layered, wavy with few curls, in the right place that is easily manageable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;ll wait till i find the right hairstyle for my hair, and probably have that beautiful wavy hair of Madhuri , or Bipasha or Kajol or Drew barrymore :).. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any tips with hair maintenance and the right parlors for a hair style is appreciated &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-tab-span&quot; style=&quot;white-space:pre&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4153675027310559203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/4153675027310559203?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/4153675027310559203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/4153675027310559203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2008/12/hairstyle-gone-bad.html' title='Hairstyle gone bad...'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-6371477409849823584</id><published>2008-11-25T12:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:48:06.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it take to turn 60..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In the past few years 4 of them I knew turned 60. My dad, One of kashyap&#39;s aunt, His dad and his sisters father in law. The least celebrated of all was my dad&#39;s of course.. We did not even gift him anything.. :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, So what does it take to turn 60?. I remember the phrase which says &quot; You can sleep through the years and become old or you can live through the years and become wise&quot;. All these four must have had different lives. Had varied experiences , Some to remember some to forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only person whom i have seen close to live through the years is my dad. So my thoughts about turning 60 or older are based on my personal experiences in observing my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think he lives by the philosophy &quot; This too shall pass.. &quot;.. He was a science graduate , loved biology, wanted a career in that direction, But he moved on to history instead, later to get a Phd in the field of Epigraphy. So that was a change which he had to accept. I&#39;m sure he must have had ambitions and desires like most of us do in his youth, Married my mom, Moved to mysore. Well moving to mysore in those days was probably like moving to a different country these days. You can imagine how they had to adapt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad&#39;s strength, his weakness, his sorrow, his joy,  his love, his fears, his friend, his backbone is my mom. A relation  which they have built over years, Of course any relation comes with it&#39;s share of complaints about each other. They might not be the most perfect pair who have complimented each other, but they definitely have built a very strong relationship among themselves and for the family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A family is the most secure feeling which probably is the best. In fact as far as I&#39;m concerned i think i get hurt the most when i feel insecure.. or I remember those moments distinctly in my life when I have felt insecure vividly with the days I&#39;ve felt happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyones life comes with their share of ups and downs so did his, be it health, be it financial, be it compromise. Together along with mom they gave us the best, morals, culture, education, lessons on friends, fitting in society, people &amp;amp; behaviour, places, travel, finance, of course, laughter, tears all living by example, not advised but actually showed us how to be through it. Out of the many things that influenced me one of the important things was how to face situations in life , It&#39;s a four principled formula work towards solving, face it with silence, have patience, when through it forget it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, that was their adulthood working to make lives better for us. Taking decisions for the family cart to run smooth. Fulfilling their wish to build a nice little home for themselves , a good retired life with some savings. Of course, educating kids, seeing them settle in a job,  getting them married.  Nothing out of the ordinary. A normal life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So obviously to turn 60 takes an emotional roller coaster ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day I got married and the &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt; on my parents face, wishing me happiness for my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day when kashyap first arrived at the chennai airport and the &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;anxiety &lt;/span&gt;my parents had in their face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day when I managed to get a set in engineering of course in the payment quota, not in the regular one... and the &lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;anger &lt;/span&gt;they had towards unkown.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day when they were proud that they own their own home with the loan  paid off.., Their first TV, Their first fridge, their first vehicle, their first telephone.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the day I landed in India after marriage and my visit to the hospital where my dad cried out so loud , out of frustration, pain, anger, and a desire to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the days when I was moved to tears when my dad said being in the ICU &quot; I have to get you married  &quot; in Chennai , &quot;I didn&#39;t see kashyap after your marriage, can you ask him to come now ..&quot; in Hyderabad, &quot; Take care of my daughter, she&#39;s a child and she&#39;s nice &quot;.. over phone just before his third operation last year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I call it self-respect.. others call it &quot;mohamatam&quot;, of not taking anything from anyone.. not even us kids... My dad thinks it&#39;s an insult. I know he loves cameras, he loves biscuits, he loves to try new things, But the pride always stops him from asking.He says if you want something ask me.. I&#39;ll give it to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&#39;m sure for many of them it takes a similar route. My brother will have his share of experiences with my dad.., Wow.. He must have seen so much change.. and now when i see him play with arnav.. i see the child of course a matured child :)..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably it takes a lot to be 60... You have to live it , build a personality of your own, Gain respect within your family being both an individual and a part and a lot more small things that make a big picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6371477409849823584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/6371477409849823584?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/6371477409849823584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/6371477409849823584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-does-it-take-to-turn-60.html' title='What does it take to turn 60..'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-6987175016326287445</id><published>2008-11-24T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T12:42:56.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When things go overboard...</title><content type='html'>Most of the times we  do see what lies in front of us, It&#39;s not that all of a sudden something just strikes us. Off late i started believing that nothing happens without our knowledge.. We can predict what will happen if we are not careful with certain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s a bad feeling when someone you trust just takes you for granted and goes overboard. &amp;amp; is not guilty of what they do. You don&#39;t know whether out of love you&#39;ll have to excuse them and take all the grief and burden to yourself or just be strict about the whole thing.  No matter what you do out of the both. The feeling that remains is very unpleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it&#39;s good when elders too do a study of themselves as of what they have achieved in their lives, it&#39;s time they introspect and not take anyone for granted. Everyone is an individual human and everyone have their stand and limits, it&#39;ll be good if that&#39;s respected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep my fingers crossed so things do change.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6987175016326287445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/6987175016326287445?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/6987175016326287445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/6987175016326287445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-things-go-overboard.html' title='When things go overboard...'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-6409636637710243025</id><published>2008-11-21T12:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:38:38.259-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Food"/><title type='text'>Cilantro Rice and Black Beans..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I finally made the cilantro rice which I have been planning to make for  past few months, From the time I saw Rachel Ray&#39;s Show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , It was not  so simple to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took about an hour and half.. Thanks to the  handsome guy with me.. He allowed me to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i made brown rice,  cooked with vegetable stock of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I pressure cooked the black  beans, And to spice up I used the Chinese &#39;Five Spice&#39; Recipe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had  Star anise with me for probably 2 years now :).. I finally used it for the Five  spice recipe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ofcourse the Cilantro Pesto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was  a heavy dinner.. a good one too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made brown rice today too.. , and back  to sambar . :).&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6409636637710243025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/6409636637710243025?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/6409636637710243025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/6409636637710243025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2008/11/cilantro-rice-and-black-beans.html' title='Cilantro Rice and Black Beans..'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-3317452700276852121</id><published>2008-11-18T12:07:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T12:07:40.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think Therefore I am..</title><content type='html'>Everyday I discover something new about myself.... I find the quoted text  describes how I am .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot; An insatiable curiosity through which one explores and learns about the world in which one lives. The world of ideas is a playground in which you roam. The magic of the mind enchants , as one idea captivates your imagination after another. Meeting people, traveling, reading, talking and learning are all means  to gain a viewpoint on your own personal identity. Don&#39;t let your identity rest on ideas, but rather on the very nature of the mind itself. Thoughts are fleeting but mental activity is endless. Need variety and stimulation. This can involve travel, communication, talking to people - anything which gives  the opportunity to develop your mind and contact others.&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3317452700276852121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/3317452700276852121?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/3317452700276852121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/3317452700276852121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-think-therefore-i-am_5076.html' title='I Think Therefore I am..'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-6943319334198350570</id><published>2008-02-21T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T13:39:17.089-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Coffee"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General"/><title type='text'>Love for Beverages..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXdaayqO3wB-dfotRbTsIJUp7d5jIB3Ju6F2eMThxxevMnnGfmY8MwWHKLR-0Bnk4lsUnW5Bd5T7HVgtwZLRiPPYk1YrsjSX8-jk7bgVZ4LWudI97s8FHpBot9XEZRl1iYMsFx/s1600-h/2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXdaayqO3wB-dfotRbTsIJUp7d5jIB3Ju6F2eMThxxevMnnGfmY8MwWHKLR-0Bnk4lsUnW5Bd5T7HVgtwZLRiPPYk1YrsjSX8-jk7bgVZ4LWudI97s8FHpBot9XEZRl1iYMsFx/s320/2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172148792587486690&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who have tasted filter coffee surely do understand my love for it. Everytime I used to pass by coffee day stores , the fresh beans and the coffee powder used to awaken my senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There used to be this coffee stall , at cafe covansys in chennai, Probably me and friends used to spend at least 10 rupees a day at the coffee stall, And an hour at the cafe.. , It was fun, That strong coffee with the right amount of sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up in the morning to a fresh cup of hot filter coffee, that&#39;s how my day used to begin earlier. I was a coffee addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I quit, almost, But I have to try real hard to resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crave for it these days, you work in the City , with starbucks in every other corner, How can you not drink coffee? It&#39;s just irresistable,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I&#39;ve almost given , thinking of how my intestines would react to caffine &amp;amp; milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like tea too, but not as much as coffee, the taste of the coffee that remains on your taste buds, the very feeling is awesome. Tea does not have that charm, Probably good after a heavy dinner/lunch, but can never be a substitute for coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To avoid caffine i drink lemon tea these days, Can&#39;t believe i&#39;ve been So good :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the days are back when i can drink coffee again without any fear :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hot cup of coffee,  a nice book of your choice, some old hindi songs (probably mukesh, manna dey or rafi) , and a nice warm day, That would make my day, and no other thoughts :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m reminded of cup&amp;amp; saucer in chennai, A nice cozy place with a view of the Adayar Road..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I can visit that place with all my friends when I go to chennai.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6943319334198350570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/6943319334198350570?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/6943319334198350570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/6943319334198350570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-for-beverages.html' title='Love for Beverages..'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXdaayqO3wB-dfotRbTsIJUp7d5jIB3Ju6F2eMThxxevMnnGfmY8MwWHKLR-0Bnk4lsUnW5Bd5T7HVgtwZLRiPPYk1YrsjSX8-jk7bgVZ4LWudI97s8FHpBot9XEZRl1iYMsFx/s72-c/2.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-2138863482329941245</id><published>2008-02-09T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T10:12:26.109-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Super Bowl"/><title type='text'>Super Bowl XLII Party at Our Place.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165414885162780114&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6WVFjlMEOiTRLDqItjqpvUeyFCLbAU6UUhBGWLM7ZhRSRl_3osADYs2mJ3UlEKp70SHz5nwV_Wh7XXyrx7N6phDfeTYJXeoyV4uAnAQTNrgjuYtYKpv5fRulEV_zPPLh3j28f/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6WVFjlMEOiTRLDqItjqpvUeyFCLbAU6UUhBGWLM7ZhRSRl_3osADYs2mJ3UlEKp70SHz5nwV_Wh7XXyrx7N6phDfeTYJXeoyV4uAnAQTNrgjuYtYKpv5fRulEV_zPPLh3j28f/s320/DSC00028.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165414502910690738&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my second super bowl experience, Last year it was comical  for Kashyap &amp;amp; I , because we saw it together at home.., I was trying to keep up the spirit of super bowl but he decided that he&#39;d never watch it with me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, however we had an unexpected party at home. Call it &#39;TV Warming&#39; , We invited all his cousins and one of his friends. I call it unexpected because of the turnout, We thought no one would show up , and we&#39;ll have to iterate last year super bowl. We did not want to go anywhere else to watch coz we got our new TV , &amp;amp; our new TV Stand. It was fun to watch the super bowl, Though the match wasn&#39;t interesting in the first 3 quarters, with neither of the teams scoring beyond their initial score, The 4th Quarter was splendid.It was not just the match  but the audience too, One Kashyap&#39;s nephew was literally praying that patriots should win :).. Poor kid was pretty disappointed , so we thought we&#39;ll cheer him up by cutting a cake for the spirit of super bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like with any super bowl, &#39;Junk Food&#39; was the main eat, Of course followed by a light Indian dinner and a nice big bye to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was gr8 fun experience, and hope to repeat it every year.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/2138863482329941245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/2138863482329941245?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/2138863482329941245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/2138863482329941245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/super-bowl-xlii-party-at-our-place.html' title='Super Bowl XLII Party at Our Place.'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje9nRVNuOpIuE5rQ4ANnUH4alrZsDuDIMQWGKv2IWKt8zmyMMVHoCsKY2FuJP3m8zgU4FgHbfEmR8odRW4T-3FQTopeAXuCF_QtTsS0PWTvbg_VaCaf5Ipzml3RyUSPEFtW-vW/s72-c/DSC00020.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-7566822694346728069</id><published>2008-02-02T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T09:41:01.482-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Health"/><title type='text'>Mitral Valve Stenosis</title><content type='html'>As I was reading my profile and about me I re-read &quot;Sometimes I believe in Fate and Sometimes I believe in Myself&quot;, It&#39;s a contradiction, But how do you define this scenario a play of fate or ignorance of someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitral Valve stenosis is narrowing of mitral valve, which makes the heart difficult to pump blood to the rest of the body, General problems and symptoms include angina, shortness of breath sometimes edema. It&#39;s caused due to rheumatic fever in kids, which when not treated in proper time can lead to this problem. The problem is not immediately noticed until mid age , may be late 20&#39;s or early 30&#39;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to be on medication consistently, generally patients are treated with anti-coagulents, so that blood becomes thinner. and it&#39;s easier to flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad had this problem... , He Went through open heart surgery - A surgery to repair the valve so that it aids in proper blood flow, then 15 years later a balloon valvoplasty, this did not cure his problem but further complicated it. He suffered from angina frequently, he used to sweat sometimes. He used to have shortness of breath. All this led to atrial fibrillation, A stage where heart looses it&#39;s regular rhythm and beats much faster than the regular self. Medicines are given to slow the heart rate. If the palpitation continues it can lead to stroke or a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, things went on further, He started having calcification, of course visit to the hospital ICU multiple times because of fibrillation, and before his latest operation, he had a 90% blockage.&lt;br /&gt;Doctors suggested bypass and a valve replacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god the operation was successful , he is recovering and doing a lot better than what we have seen him in the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , what do you call this an act of fate or if my grandparents would have got the treatment for rheumatic fever at the right time he would not have had this. Remember those were the days when medical facilities were not so advanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , Sometimes when you are helpless.. do you just blame it on fate to keep your peace?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/7566822694346728069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/7566822694346728069?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/7566822694346728069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/7566822694346728069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/mitral-valve-stenosis.html' title='Mitral Valve Stenosis'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-4527217321339280597</id><published>2008-02-01T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:11:28.081-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Software Programming"/><title type='text'>What is good about Programming?</title><content type='html'>As a &quot;software&quot; consultant, I develop software too. I use all the fancy stuff in java enterprise application development, Spring , Hibernate, Tiger. While I was debugging, today , I realised that the so called software does not have too many complicated algorithms. We hardly use any may be, We do a lot of business logic though , With While , For and If conditions. But not any complicated algorithms. Anything complicated seems to be abstracted in something called the Framework. If you know certain level of programming and good at logic you can manage through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But is that enough for being a good Java Consultant?, One of my friends called me up and asked me if I could send some tips for Java/J2EE interview questions, because she wanted to be prepared for an interview. Interviews are different , they ask you questions like, In Java do you use Pass By Value or Pass By Reference, Or Tell me how do you import a text file. Or How can you make a method Singleton, What is the difference between Synchronized Block and a Synchronized Method.&lt;br /&gt;So, When you Actually program , You just pass &quot;parameters&quot; and check if the values are correct/ incorrect. How many times do you care that are you passing by value or passing by reference. I understand that it&#39;s important to know the concept, But do you actually think when you are programming?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our MCA Program, We struggle through to do our algorithms. There&#39;s an entire book on various algorithms, But how many do you use , It depends on the kind of programming line you get into, at least 60% of them , program only the business logic , Which is more about the business than about using algorithms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk as a general programmer, Many of them might not agree, As architects or as programmers developing products, things might be different. I have no experience to talk on that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;poweredbyperformancing&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/4527217321339280597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/4527217321339280597?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/4527217321339280597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/4527217321339280597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-is-good-about-programming.html' title='What is good about Programming?'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-217525292005276808</id><published>2008-01-28T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T12:44:43.359-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Hiking"/><title type='text'>A new Found Hobby</title><content type='html'>Summer is here, After the few dull months of Cold &amp;amp; Shiver, lazing around at home making excuses.. that it&#39;s winter, We finally got into an active life. We started to hike - a New Found Hobby. Both of us are outdoor people, Ask us to party a whole day out of home we&#39;d love to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what&#39;s so good about hiking, After all you just walk. Back in India, People go for long walks day in and day out, for shopping groceries, doctors, medical stores, exercise, on the beach. You name it you can find people walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what&#39;s the big deal about hiking, Why is it an activity here. Everything is organized here, so for all the chores you go around in a vehicle, invariably a car, Find a parking close to the entrance of the store. So, walking as an exercise is as good as none at all. And , so we end up hiking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are designated places where you can walk. These are called trails. They range anywhere from a mile to 17-18 miles, Your fitness level and time decides on how much you can walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--NOTE - I had earlier posted this in a different blog, Now just maintaining it under one</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/217525292005276808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/217525292005276808?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/217525292005276808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/217525292005276808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-found-hobby.html' title='A new Found Hobby'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-643727980084142438</id><published>2007-12-21T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:12:30.556-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General"/><title type='text'>SamTrans &amp; Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;After Long , I am getting to Update my Blog. Though i&#39;ve been thinking of it for quite some time , I think like everyone does i have not been doing it lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;Commute to office everyday is approximately takes anywhere between an hour and 10 minutes to an hour and a half. That seems like a journey , but not as bad as the travel in India, There are no changes. I travel in one bus. SamTrans is good that way. I get on at a stop very close to home and get down straight in front of the office. The freeway travel is very less, but the problem is inside the city and inside Foster City, I blame the drivers sometimes for their speed, though they can&#39;t do anything about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;I take the 8.20 bus , that&#39;s the last bus. I found new friends. I thought I can never make new friends again, may be because wavelengths might not match and all that, But I found new friends :).. I&#39;m happy about it. We speak a lot in the Bus, generally about husbands, our lives in India, Parents, Jobs, old friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;SamTrans is a good way of commute, A lot of people sleep, read, talk over phone or just listen to IPod, but how much can u listen to music ? when you have people to talk , you prefer talking. It&#39;s fun these days, though i regret the travel sometimes and wish the office was somewhere close to home, I got used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;There&#39;s another person, whom i&#39;m not very friendly with , because he takes too much of liberty :). I try to avoid him, but you just can&#39;t be too cold sometimes. I wish he gets the hint ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;poweredbyperformancing&quot;  style=&quot;font-family:arial;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/643727980084142438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/643727980084142438?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/643727980084142438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/643727980084142438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2007/12/samtrans-friends.html' title='SamTrans &amp; Friends'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-3713420469058071253</id><published>2007-10-10T16:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:13:39.254-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General"/><title type='text'>Misunderstanding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaIZhtShpmlCO25CqLdPGlrIv_WeVUliIKbBajlBcFeRS2kMiMlb9KZpyKZUp9PrU5j7V0r6yuyMgSW-2rvLxgn5TBiwadJli71-3tM6arSjcJrx_qeO-cgCMSrlXxSFOZ-73n/s1600-h/274-1.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaIZhtShpmlCO25CqLdPGlrIv_WeVUliIKbBajlBcFeRS2kMiMlb9KZpyKZUp9PrU5j7V0r6yuyMgSW-2rvLxgn5TBiwadJli71-3tM6arSjcJrx_qeO-cgCMSrlXxSFOZ-73n/s320/274-1.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119860549523791138&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why people misunderstand each other, Is it because one failed to talk to the other , or is it because one did not express what was expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perceptions vary, people think a lot different, Probably i begin to realize that you hurt from the way you talk. You cannot take for granted that people will understand situations or talks the way you understand them. This is added to the lessons learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though you do not intend to hurt, or misbehave, what might look absolutely normal to you, may be someone else is being hurt and they think you are misbehaving. Surprising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there a hypocrisy? I was quoted as being &quot;double standards&quot;,There are certain things that you might want to handle in certain ways, or choose to ignore, or choose not to ponder over it for long, why should you be told how to react to relationship problems? Any relationship is ruined if there is a third person involved. As long as two of you maintain it and come to common grounds they seem to be good, the moment someone else gets invloved it&#39;s messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s pretty delicate to deal with people. I wish priya was around to share this, may be she could have judged if what i thought was correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adjusting is easier than arguing. Ignorance is Bliss. I personally feel when you have a problem it&#39;s better to resolve immediately, (Only if u think it&#39;s a problem).Little problems tend to turn into big problems, facts become confused, resentment and anger builds up. Who gains?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m surprised in my relationship of 10 years with Adarsh friends, misunderstanding never cropped up among us, is it because we never got that close that we fought, Or we left people to get back at their convenience, Things moved on. No one complained that I did not mail, Neither did I expect someone to ask me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life just goes off in a snap, What is more priority? A misunderstanding or the life itself?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/3713420469058071253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/3713420469058071253?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/3713420469058071253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/3713420469058071253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2007/10/sometimes-i-wonder-why-people.html' title='Misunderstanding'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaIZhtShpmlCO25CqLdPGlrIv_WeVUliIKbBajlBcFeRS2kMiMlb9KZpyKZUp9PrU5j7V0r6yuyMgSW-2rvLxgn5TBiwadJli71-3tM6arSjcJrx_qeO-cgCMSrlXxSFOZ-73n/s72-c/274-1.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-1779425736038590010</id><published>2007-05-10T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:15:09.722-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General"/><title type='text'>Will I go back to my roots..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ76Jd42ulg1yUvkVbHQkqmkDUiXymsvJ59l42wf4K9BqaqZQl63Cs1RMVkfNHxFke1rUpriN9NS9Wz_idfW1V095fVhQnx4Cr6YR1yq1MyDEc8sKZtqBIRZ-axlqax9zSuEIx/s1600-h/423b.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ76Jd42ulg1yUvkVbHQkqmkDUiXymsvJ59l42wf4K9BqaqZQl63Cs1RMVkfNHxFke1rUpriN9NS9Wz_idfW1V095fVhQnx4Cr6YR1yq1MyDEc8sKZtqBIRZ-axlqax9zSuEIx/s320/423b.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067110051580835042&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwdx_REM9op7xgrL8wR-yXx71wrJrDMvpQ1RF5ATM42kKM1UIGIdFT1LRWXfwNZwztsztlkygZfVBSZtDT5FAgGi4dELKzclF80TEKhZu3CvCgwaWZrj_DA1UMLcHK_GEESC30/s1600-h/a4c6.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwdx_REM9op7xgrL8wR-yXx71wrJrDMvpQ1RF5ATM42kKM1UIGIdFT1LRWXfwNZwztsztlkygZfVBSZtDT5FAgGi4dELKzclF80TEKhZu3CvCgwaWZrj_DA1UMLcHK_GEESC30/s320/a4c6.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067110055875802354&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWfm6VNr9awXre3oVgK64kvETC38lWvHpuK85sDt9bUCXhkmm3jVNXi54uD_JbtzED7tW7mxnlLa14jzR7qa2v_Nvs-AYgfOp2EllBQzxDlQhUlzWsfit8S9rJhjlKUAUprj4Q/s1600-h/f3a1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWfm6VNr9awXre3oVgK64kvETC38lWvHpuK85sDt9bUCXhkmm3jVNXi54uD_JbtzED7tW7mxnlLa14jzR7qa2v_Nvs-AYgfOp2EllBQzxDlQhUlzWsfit8S9rJhjlKUAUprj4Q/s320/f3a1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067110055875802370&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last evening, When we were dropping prasad tattayya and shanti amumma back to their hotel, We crossed the SFO Airport, For reasons unknown i felt like taking a flight and going to Madras. I had that strong urge to go back and relive the time spent at Madras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some thought , I realised that I had been thinking of the days I spent with Adarsh gang, The movies, the beach, the long conversations, Anna Adarsh College, Aptech , The time spent in Adayar and i became pretty nostalgic. The thought that I might not return to Madras , and stay there for few days also made me feel pretty disappointed. Most of my memories were built in Madras. Be it School, or Anna Adarsh, or Aptech, or Covansys or Accenture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think what am I doing here. It&#39;s difficult to reestablish yourself, But I had not acheived too much to miss everything. It&#39;s a different kind of world and experience here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in US , has been a roller coaster ride, with it&#39;s ups and downs, It&#39;s now after an year that i have reached the plateau. I hope it continues this way for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m sure I&#39;d build good memories here too and long for these days after few years :), You always find your past more interesting than the present , Strangely.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1779425736038590010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/1779425736038590010?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/1779425736038590010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/1779425736038590010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2007/05/will-i-go-back-to-my-roots.html' title='Will I go back to my roots..'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ76Jd42ulg1yUvkVbHQkqmkDUiXymsvJ59l42wf4K9BqaqZQl63Cs1RMVkfNHxFke1rUpriN9NS9Wz_idfW1V095fVhQnx4Cr6YR1yq1MyDEc8sKZtqBIRZ-axlqax9zSuEIx/s72-c/423b.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-6324215300373775243</id><published>2007-04-04T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:15:21.375-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General"/><title type='text'>Manabadi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnQB-5ItOWkxmHjNIHiwV_SbWgmns0fzB1I1Zp6mwy850QGt4LJ2fBpLSvozdyWwkhni0t_zmR4AXBsTHj1R56vN9ALKDxyf_cllrRrDXQgPkDZQHvZJy_I2jAPXQ3AJZi3EzV/s1600-h/manabadi.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnQB-5ItOWkxmHjNIHiwV_SbWgmns0fzB1I1Zp6mwy850QGt4LJ2fBpLSvozdyWwkhni0t_zmR4AXBsTHj1R56vN9ALKDxyf_cllrRrDXQgPkDZQHvZJy_I2jAPXQ3AJZi3EzV/s320/manabadi.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049706177032211154&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society influences the language one speaks, It is natural that kids pick up  common languages spoken in the society quicker. Telugu and it&#39;s literature is so  beautiful, that it always keeps you wanting for more. You have various dialects  across the state, but the beauty of it is all the dialects are musical to the &lt;strong style=&quot;font-weight: normal;&quot;&gt;ear&lt;/strong&gt;. In an effort to impart Andhra cultural values, Silicon  Andhra&#39;s step towards mana badi - teaching telugu to kids born and brought up in  the US was enchanting.The first thing Kashyap thought was to start a school in foster  city as it has vast population of telugu families. He thought we could teach too, after all both of us inherit the art of teaching from our moms :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the school  on Sunday, April 1st. Kashyap was skeptical about the response, In a way he felt  strange too that he had to convince people to teach telugu to their kids, but to our disbelief we had 10 students to start with. The first class was an experience  of it&#39;s own.  It was fun to be with kids, A terrific experience when kids repeat what u teach them in chorus. As a parent rightly said it was like a telugu medium school :-), and we were the telugu teachers. My pedananna will laugh at me if i tell him that i of all persons am teaching telugu.I enjoyed the experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time i learnt to read and write telugu was from my third language mam Snehalatha Miss at Devi Academy. Mind you, My third language was telugu , and I learnt &quot;Iddenalu Oddinchu&quot;, &quot;Peddala maata chaddi moota&quot;, never tried to understand what it meant. I took it up because i had no other choice. I studied for three years, and then back to a safer domain Hindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was much later that i realised the beauty of the language, By then it was too late to start from basics. I miss reading the telugu literature. Now , I don&#39;t know much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recollect my telugu learning days , my regret about not having read telugu literature, and now i feel pretty excited about &quot;Manabadi&quot;. I wish both kids and parents take it up seriously and relish the beauty of telugu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wait for the class, because I get to learn new poems. I keep thinking of ways to keep the kids excited about learning. It&#39;s fun.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/6324215300373775243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/6324215300373775243?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/6324215300373775243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/6324215300373775243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2007/04/manabadi.html' title='Manabadi'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnQB-5ItOWkxmHjNIHiwV_SbWgmns0fzB1I1Zp6mwy850QGt4LJ2fBpLSvozdyWwkhni0t_zmR4AXBsTHj1R56vN9ALKDxyf_cllrRrDXQgPkDZQHvZJy_I2jAPXQ3AJZi3EzV/s72-c/manabadi.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34920129.post-1350869605242128301</id><published>2007-04-03T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T11:15:49.778-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="General"/><title type='text'>First Job in the USA</title><content type='html'>You might have to start as early as Tuesday the 20th, Ashok from teamsofttech had called to inform me that i got selected in the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn&#39;t jump with joy as i thought I&#39;d be when i&#39;d get a job here, may be i knew, what i had in store, I somehow felt prepared, even if i did not get through i&#39;ll try for another :-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt relieved for the break, A year at home was fine, But i did not have the confidence that i had when I worked. That left me desiring for a job even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s been a very unpleasant and not very desired experience in terms of career from the time i came to the US. The fact that i took a step without thinking twice was haunting me, &amp;amp; the fact that the world of consulting is not everyone&#39;s cup of tea was worrying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Employer Wisdom Infotech had asked me to find projects by myself, The initial interview with them went bad, so they labeled me a junior developer. Who are they to evaluate me ? Well, enough to add to losing confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It matters a lot when you can prove what you are. I have a long way to go, but I no longer dream as I used to earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job is good, I get to meet people and be along with them. I found some friends too. Probably I&#39;ll get the covansys charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work is ok. Job satisfaction is my next goal :-).. , will take it step by step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commute to work is gr8, a caltrain ride.. a 20 minute walk with a lot of busy crowd. Missed it all these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line , I&#39;m peaceful.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/feeds/1350869605242128301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/34920129/1350869605242128301?isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/1350869605242128301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34920129/posts/default/1350869605242128301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sometimeovercoffee.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-job-in-usa.html' title='First Job in the USA'/><author><name>Chivukula Ramya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914607200745189050</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>