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தர்ம ஸந்ஸ்த்தாபநார்த்தாய சம்பவாமி யுகே யுகே ...</description><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>401</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ThisIyerIsALittleFunny" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="thisiyerisalittlefunny" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><creativeCommons:license>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/</creativeCommons:license><image><link>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/3.0/</link><url>http://creativecommons.org/images/public/somerights20.gif</url><title>Some Rights Reserved</title></image><xhtml:meta xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" name="robots" content="noindex" /><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">ThisIyerIsALittleFunny</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-4800399741830539883</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2012 17:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-13T23:01:48.163+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Funny</category><title>Why this Kolaveri Series ...</title><atom:summary>
With the kind of beating our boys get at the hand of Aussies, I think this is what Dhoni would sing after the end of this "Kolaveri Series ...". Based on the lyrics and tune of the recently famous viral song "Why this kolaveri kolaveri kolaveri di ..." I have formed this lyrics for Dhoni.

Yo boys,
I am playing series, soup series, flop series,
why this kolaveri kolaveri kolaveri Clarke.
</atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2012/01/why-this-kolaveri-series.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-6398865154131941592</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2011 11:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-31T17:06:07.904+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><title>Recap of 2011</title><atom:summary>

Personal &amp; Professional

2011 completed in a flash, every year end reminds us the fact that time and tide waits for none. This year was not so great personally, professionally it was a great year. One of the biggest loss of my life happened this year when I lost my loving grandma, If I am what I am today, all the credit should go to her, as she always encouraged me to do what I like. Those </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/12/recap-of-2011.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-214948471365953305</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2011 16:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-26T22:21:14.444+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Horror</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Short Story</category><title>A date with a Demon ...</title><atom:summary>

No one could have dreamt of getting such a bigger house in the suburb for such a "throw-away" price, both Simon (58) and Nancy (55) were thrilled to be proud owners of such a paradise. Their 2 daughters Tracy (25) and Shilcy (20) and their son Jason (18) along with Tracy's husband Mark (28) and their 3 month old son Daniel moved into that huge house. Every one had their own private room in that</atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/12/date-with-demon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-1238440488320165017</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2011 17:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-15T23:29:17.466+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Funny</category><title>நா வந்துட்டேன் ...</title><atom:summary>
அட டா, நா கொஞ்ச நாள் ப்ளாக் எழுதாட்டி நாட்டுல எவ்வளவு பிரெச்சனை ? 
விலைவாசி ஏறி போச்சு, கனி பொண்ணு ரிலீஸ் ஆகி போச்சு, விஜய் படம் ஓடி 
போச்சு, ஜெயலலிதா பெங்களூர் போச்சு, டெண்டுல்கர் செஞ்சுரி போச்சு, அண்ணா 
ஹசாரே பேச்சு போச்சு, லோக் பால் பில் நாசமா போச்சு, தேவ் ஆனந்த மூச்சு 
போச்சு, கபில் சிபல் லூசா போச்சு, கொல்கத்தா ல கள்ள சரக்கு அடிச்சு 200 
பேர் செத்து போச்சு. சரி நா ரெகுலரா ப்ளாக் எழுதினா இதுல</atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/12/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-6270786730334130754</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2011 10:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-23T16:02:04.898+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Short Story</category><title>ஒரு நிமிட கதை ...</title><atom:summary>

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</atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/10/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-7710509887792590719</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Sep 2011 09:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-04T14:40:12.319+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">General</category><title>Out of a Fucked up City ...</title><atom:summary>

This is the day I dreamt for seven and a half years, a fire which was always burning inside me all the time. I am so happy today that GOD has helped me fulfilled my dream and I am finally setting my base in my lovely hometown Chennai. I wish and pray that I should never go out of this city again in my life for any professional assignments.  No city can match the warmth and comfort that your </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/09/out-of-fucked-up-city.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-1418531593853637607</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2011 06:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-10T11:49:56.289+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">General</category><title>My Dear NRI's</title><atom:summary>

I had this (actually heated) argument with one of my friend last evening, he is living outside INDIA and always talks as if he is very concerned and bothered about this country and it’s so called developments, my argument was this - A NRI has got absolutely no right to comment about this country, he may have a birth right in INDIA but to me he is a foreigner who holds an INDIAN passport. When </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/08/my-dear-nris.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-6710745455251994991</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jul 2011 08:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-19T14:18:30.995+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Kavidhaigal</category><title>மும்பை கவிதைகள்</title><atom:summary>

கணவன் முதன் முதலாக வேலைக்கு செல்லும் நாள்

வரம் கொடுத்த தெய்வத்தின் பாதத்தில் அவள் 

நெஞ்சில் பாரமும், மனதில் பீதியுமாய் அவன்

அரவணைப்பாய் அவனை மார்பில் ஏந்தினாள் அவள்

கண்ணில் கண்ணீருடனும், புரியாத சோகமுமாய் அவன்

முதல் வேலையின் பதட்டம் என்று நினைத்தாள் அவள்

விடை பெற மனம் இல்லாமல், உச்சி நுகர்ந்தான் அவன்

கை அசைத்து வழி அனுப்பி வைத்தாள் 

"மனித வெடிகுண்டாக" மும்பை செல்லும் தன் கணவனை



******</atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/07/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-1587354758212588041</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jul 2011 06:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-04T12:18:42.290+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><title>Bye Bye Paati ...</title><atom:summary>
My Iron Lady is no more. She has been my mother, my friend, my granny and my ultimate supporter and motivator. These incidents do make me go angry on GOD and then make me feel that GOD does not exist, but that feeling lasts only for a second, because my paati always tells me to trust GOD and whatever he does has a meaning and a purpose, so if I have to believe that, GOD taking away my paati from</atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/07/bye-bye-paati.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-5457871025301940584</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2011 09:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-28T15:13:28.059+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sports</category><title>India are World Champions ...</title><atom:summary>

I know this post is a little too late and the reason why I delayed it was to relive the moment a little later.

The day which will be etched in my memory till my doom, is 2nd April 2011 and a verse which I want to be as an epitaph on my tomb is “Sachin kissed his World Cup”. In spite of me falling terribly sick that day, I gathered some strength to watch this epic final between India and Sri </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/04/india-are-world-champions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s-WbGuq6vxc/Tbk2iMnOf3I/AAAAAAAABQU/IpuBeS7J-r0/s72-c/Team_India_World_cup_2011_Champions_photo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-6679035392675265625</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Apr 2011 07:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-09T12:44:19.717+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">General</category><title>LokPal - Another Emotional Drive ...</title><atom:summary>
Once again this emotional country rises up to the occasion and started another emotional movement called this "LokPal", maybe we are carried away by visuals we saw on television over the revolution that took place in Egypt and Libya, so this country too wanted its name on the global media and hence started this movement called "LokPal". Before even I put forth my views in this post, let me tell </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/04/lokpal-another-emotional-drive.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-818132486478187227</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2011 06:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-03-03T12:11:25.375+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">General</category><title>Dandi March by NRI's in US ...</title><atom:summary>I apologize to my readers for using violent terms in this post, but as everyone knows blog is to only vent your anger in a better way and that too to a wider audience. So what triggered this useless INDIAN is, a bunch of dollar earning idiots who just have a birth certificate to prove that they are from INDIAN origin, who ran out of this country saying INDIA is no good, who cribs and compares </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/03/dandi-march-by-nris-in-us.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-7493305676185466872</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2011 09:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-23T15:29:08.122+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">General</category><title>ஸ்பெக்ட்ரம் - "வடை" போனது எப்படி?</title><atom:summary>Got this wonderful piece of article as an email forward, I thought that every INDIAN should understand this and reflect it back into our system in the form of casting their vote sensibly. Unfortunately this piece is in TAMIL, so non-tamilians kindly excuse. This article does not reflect my assessment of this issue, though I would second every line of this article.


நண்பர்களே!!! தேசிய அவமானமான </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/02/blog-post_23.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-917136758690244552</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2011 05:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-21T11:18:27.891+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">General</category><title>Why do Marriages Crumble?...</title><atom:summary>Image Courtesy - http://images.google.comBefore even my readers proceed further, let me assure you folks that my marriage is very much on and running with its expected issues and workarounds, so this article is not based on my life’s real life events, though there would some similarity but that would be mere coincidence.

Off late I am hearing a lot of horror stories about marriages crumbling </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/02/why-do-marriages-crumble.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ejznRvAOc5k/TWH73TonrpI/AAAAAAAABPo/pFK6kGlwoLQ/s72-c/Broken+marriage+egg.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-2073526871518776141</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2011 10:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-09T15:53:46.387+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pithukuli</category><title>ஆள் மாறாட்டம் ...</title><atom:summary>நம்ப IT இண்டஸ்ட்ரி ல, இன்டெர்வியு அட்டென்ட் பண்ணறது ஒரு ஆளு, வேலைக்கு வரது ஒரு ஆளு, இது சர்வ சாதாரணமா நடக்கற ஒரு விஷயம். அந்த மாதிரி ஒரு ஆள் மாறாட்டம் ஒரு IT கம்பெனி ல நடந்தா எப்படி இருக்கும் நு ஒரு கற்பனை, இதுல என்ன விசேஷம் நு கேட்கறீங்களா ? இருக்கே ... ப்ராஜெக்ட் மேனேஜர் போஸ்ட்டுக்கு ஆள் மாறி வந்தது வேற யாரும் இல்ல, சுடுகாட்டுல வெட்டியானா வேலை பார்த்துகிட்டு இருந்த ஒரு ஆளு தான் ஜாயின் </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/02/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-6543867456684141409</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Feb 2011 09:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-08T14:43:33.466+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">General</category><title>Youth-O-Phobia</title><atom:summary>One of my article has been published in an online "ViewsPaper" and this is my first try as a "Columnist" for an online-newspaper. You can find the same at - http://theviewspaper.net/youth-o-phobia/

The modern INDIA is loaded with bunch of professionals from both sex and they are considered to be the future and spine of this ever “developing” nation, but my worry is, for the past 20 years we are </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/02/youth-o-phobia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-4670796701190650729</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2011 12:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-04T17:46:25.166+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sports</category><title>Cricket World Cup 2011 – A Review</title><atom:summary>Like every Cricket Fan, I am also delighted and thrilled to welcome this edition of the ICC Cricket World Cup. I do not prepare myself to watch this edition of the World Cup with any hopes of INDIA lifting the coveted trophy, I am happy to see the same old Kapil Dev kissing the World Cup even for the next edition of Cricket World Cup. This analysis is a very straight-forward and honest write-up </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/02/cricket-world-cup-2011-review.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-9176786885098926246</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2011 08:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-25T13:43:18.886+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">General</category><title>Digital Intimacy ...</title><atom:summary>"Change is the only constant", what a truthful statement is that, there were times in our country where a very young bride and a groom will be made to marry, as early as 6 and 4 years of age, they will be forced into a relationship and without a choice they have to like each other and live with each other forever, and we never complained at that stage, there were no women welfare associations, </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/01/digital-intimacy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-1946517614334924198</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2011 08:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-17T13:58:05.589+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">General</category><title>A Decayed Nation ...</title><atom:summary>I am sure 95% of the folks who read this post would be from the software industry, an industry which does not expose its employees to interact directly with any government organization or sector as there is no need for that, even on the personal front, most of the folks in IT do not get frequent situations to interact with a government body, so I can safely stamp the community of software </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/01/decayed-nation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-766799784101025936</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2011 10:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-12T16:00:35.301+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sports</category><title>IPL 4 Teams - An Analysis...</title><atom:summary>So the much awaited IPL 4 auction is over and we now have given a new look to all the teams, lot of shuffling has happened, folks who were once opponents are now teammates, on the whole it’s a brand new season and an action packet tournament is guaranteed. Here are my comments and review of each and every team, of course it is going to be short and crisp.


Royal Challengers Bangalore - Like how </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/01/ipl-4-teams-analysis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-5944824885864154916</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jan 2011 09:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-07T15:12:36.797+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sports</category><title>Series Drawn ... Questions Raised ...</title><atom:summary>The recently concluded test series in South Africa did give jitters to many Indian cricket fans like me, it is good to be called as the No 1 test cricket team in the world, but do we really have the potential of being the "World Beaters" is one question which will haunt every true and honest cricket fan, yes, I do not talk about fanatics here. Our Indian cricket team did not exhibit even 5% of </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/01/series-drawn-questions-raised.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-6217054493286068846</guid><pubDate>Mon, 03 Jan 2011 16:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-03T21:51:23.299+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">General</category><title>A Logical Beginning...</title><atom:summary>Start of a logical new beginning, also it’s time to renew the ethics of life in the name of resolutions, here we welcome a brand new year. Everyone resets the past and vouch for change and finally continues to do what they were doing, yeah, we are mere humans. I just took one resolution a decade back on a New Year day, and I am proud that I still stick on to that resolution, that is nothing but "</atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2011/01/logical-beginning.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-3209303797750843200</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Dec 2010 12:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-03T19:17:08.121+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><title>Thank You 2010...</title><atom:summary>Well, what an amazing roller-coaster year 2010 has been to me, it did a very good job in bringing out all the emotions out of me, it's like how Rajinikanth brings in all the emotions into CHITTI the robot. This year should be marked and highlighted in my life just for the fact that I too got married, though it was a sweet surprise to me, I did manage to handle that surprise very well. Life has </atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2010/12/thank-you-2011.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-3123113971967484360</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Dec 2010 07:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-07T13:08:23.744+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Short Story</category><title>A Girl with a Yellow Bag ...</title><atom:summary>The morning sun focused right on her face and that generated enough heat to wake her up. Every soul and every life on this planet starts the day with some struggle, and I don’t think we will have exceptions to this statement and she is no exception to that as well. She rolled-over to her right and grabbed the yellow bag which she kept last night and placed a void stare at it, as we all know, real</atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2010/12/girl-with-yellow-bag.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9642961.post-7390377417563245698</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Nov 2010 16:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-21T22:10:08.395+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Personal</category><title>A Marriage. A Lesson ...</title><atom:summary>Marriage brings in new relations and relatives, though my family can easily fit in to a 13 seater tempo traveller, my wife's side needs 4 to 5 busses to fit in, and it is obvious that there will be functions which fall almost every week. This week it happened to be a wedding of my wife's cousin brother and there I went to Bhavani, a place near Erode to attend that function, it is the next biggest</atom:summary><link>http://www.iyerpaiyan.com/2010/11/marriage-lesson.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Satish N)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><georss:featurename>Bengaluru, Karnataka 560001, India</georss:featurename><georss:point>12.9715987 77.5945627</georss:point><georss:box>12.6370402 77.1276437 13.3061572 78.0614817</georss:box></item></channel></rss>

