CASE STUDY

Hi Buddies…
After a long time I met my friend. He along with his wife came to my office. We spoke for sometime & after he left the following story came to my mind.. And I want you to tell u’r sincere opinion about it…

One youth lost his way and came to forest. He was in the urge to die out of hunger and thirst.. Suddenly a fruit fell down.. He looked up and saw a little parrot smiling at him…Something like a magic they became good friends.. It directed him to the river bank.. It showed him the path to get food & water..

The man loved the bird more than his soul.. He felt he is living for this little bird.. Where ever the man moves the bird sits on his shoulder and guides him the way by singing, speakin and fightin with him.. They lived happily.. He promised the bird, he wil take it to his home once he find the way back…The bird was ready to move with him..

The man was busy in his boat making. He was running behind things to make the boat ready. As days pass, the little bird felt its life is monotonous.. It wished to be amidst its crowd..At the same time it does not want to leave the master who loved her sincerely..The bird know well once she's into town she's going to miss her crowd forever..So it came with a “Sunset deal”, that it wil be with its crowd for the daytime.. Before sunset it will return to him..

The man was not happy with the deal..He doesn’t want the bird to move away from him.. He made a golden cage for the bird. He kept the bird fresh fruits in a little golden pot. He made all arrangements for the bird to live sophisticatedly..

The bird silently remained in the cage shedding tears. The bird now lose its charm, it forgot to sing.. The man was sad on seeing the birds plight.. He breaked the door of the cage.. The cage was now open..

He with tears in his eyes asked the bird to move away if it doesn’t liked his company. He never liked the “Sunset deal”.. The bird never had strength to go against it master's words.. He was happy to see the bird's love on him.. The man consoled the bird by telling, a good life is awaiting in his town. The bird remained in the cage with heavy heart..

At last the day came.. The boat was ready..He along with his pet rowed to his town..All his family members were happy to see him return, but they all wondered why he carried a sick bird always.. He ‘xplained to all, it was this bird which was accompanying him in all his tough times and he's going to keep it until his death..

The next morning, he found the little bird lying dead inside the golden cage. He could see the trace of tears at the corner of the little bird's eyes..

Now buddies u tel me whatz the best way the man/ parrot would have dealt the situation..There was a strong bond of love amidst two.. But both doesn’t know how to fit into situation…Give me u’r thoughts about this case and tel me how effectively the situation could have been handled so that this story would have a happy ending…

Cheers..
Lookin for your response…

A LETTER TO HEAVEN

From
your little one

To
My father

Am not going to address you as dear father. If you were dear to me and mom u would not have left us alone in this tough world.. There were many fathers in this world who smoke, drinks, who never cares about their family.. But u were a genuine father.. who lived for your family.. you nutured your children well.. you had lots of xpectation and dreams on us..And on a fine day, you left us all alone, in this money minded world..

You know how tough we struggled to live in this world. But seriously dad, many times I had felt if you were there, I would not have been undergone this much pain… I would not have been 'xpected fatherly care and tender from whom I consider beloved.. I would not have been adamant so much.. you would have been taught me consistency, perseverance..

I had missed you badly several times, had longed for you..when i return home late night after my project, you were not there to pick me.. whenever i went to my friends house, on seein their father daughter relation, i had felt envied secretly.. i had felt lone many times without you.. i never had an elderly person to guide me.. I took foolish decisions by self.. When i came to know i was wrong, you were not there to console me and guide me the righteous way.. I suffered a lot dad in your absence...Am angry on u dad… you should not have left u’r little one in this tough world..

MY TEAM

Am proud to declare that I worked for “NETGEAR” . We were the super team on the floor.. I remember the day I stepped into the first day of office with Venky..

It’s a new environment and I was not sure how am going to adapt to it, everywhere new faces, new atmosphere, I was in a puzzled state..But only for a short time..I don know what's the magic behind it..The company had arranged a guest house for all of us.. We had great fun over there..

We will hav our moonlight Biriyani. we spent our time singing, dancing, night walk, speakin till 2 ‘0’ clk at morning.. passing horrible comments..

Binu, Machu, Praveen, Shiny, Shuba we were all a gang and nothing could stop us for being enjoyed… Gone are those days…

We had an excellent trainer Senthil and Mini Mam.. who made our training session memorable..
What a wonderful team we were.. Shiny, Magu, Sugan, Arun, Siva..Our work place was lik a home.. Whole schedule wil ping to each other, imitating our customers, listening to Magu’s call..passin comments.. arun s buttering to customer.. Sugan s demanding csat..We were all away from home.. But we never felt it..

Definitely should pen abt my TL- Rammi.. who I remember ever… He had never behaved to us like a TL..Like someone at home, who understands us better and tunes us in a righteous way.. At initial days, I was lagging to catch up technical stuffs.. he took the right step.. he understands the pulse and gives us the right input..

If I organize a team, for sure my role model is Rammi.. He builded our team like a family.. Its with tears in our heart.. we dispatched from the family..

The other sweet memory is my EL – Mohan.. The fun we all had together is evergreen....
EL –Niraj, my TL – Sathya were all too good to me..

In my second project, I got few good souls.... Deepa a caring sweetheart, Domi my brother, Bharat – a good friend. All made my life worth living..

As said before I am always blessed.. I am always surrounded by good people..

Let others SMILE with our EYES..

All my train journies are memorable. Definitely I will get new friends, will come to know about some different personalities. Something interesting will happen..The same thing happened while I was on my way to Chennai for my Engineering councelling

The character that remains on my heart is a 55 yr old aunt Mrs. Bharathi..taking her 40 days old grand daughter “Megna” to Nethralaya. She looked like a little angel The baby was sleeping with its mouth little open...So sorry I felt for that child.. Whom to blame.. she was a premature kid so that they had put her in some photo electric case which made her optic nerve to shrink

Through out the journey I was looking at that babe's charming face. Her face remembered me the bunch of baby pink rose bundles.. So cute she was sleeping.. Really it touched my heart...

Somewhere I had read , no one can do everything , but everyone can do something.. I wil not stop to do the little work I can..

While I was in net, I came to know about these information...
In India total people 110 crore..
Each day death 62,389..
Each day born 86,853..
In India total blind 68,2497..
If each death people donate their eyes, within 10 days, India achieves no blind man in the country

Lets try to do the little thing which we can.. Lets donate our eyes after death and illuminate other s life.. Let others SMILE wit our EYES..

I LOVE RAIN

It was raining today. My new little sister Saranya and myself walked in rain without missing a single drop of it.

I love to get wet in rain. Getting wet in rain makes me happy, supplies good energy, rejuvenates me like anything..

From my childhood, am a great fan of rain.. I have all sweet memories when said about rain.. We lived in a colony where there's lots of kids. At rainy days, Mom used to make us small boats, and we make it float in rain.. The elders will never let us out to play. They will make us wear sweaters, mufflers and make us sit inside home..Whenever there's ice rain, ho! jolly for us…Hiding from mom, will rush to collect it..I had fought many times with my sister and zeenath for ice.

During our school days, I remember the Independence day,where we watched “VandheMaataram” song standing on rain. After the great physics tuition, when all others rush to bus stop, we walk casually, completely drenched in rain..

Gesha & me wil go to venky's house,will have a nice Bru coffee, then once again I will start in cycle getting wet..

While I was in Chennai, rain had presented me wonderful memories. Shiny, Yamini and me used to rush at Ranganathar street in rain to catch bus. Our hostel down floor will be completely filled with water and with great struggle we used to enter our room… Lovely days..lol ..

Whenever I feel guilt, betrayed or wrong, I need rain, something like rain is cleaning my worries, washing my faults and soaking me with happiness..

I love you RAIN…

MY FRIENDS

Am blessed, God had given me wonderful friends. At no point of time, he had left me alone… Before posting this blog, I was reading a book which was telling the importance of gratitude… At this juncture I felt lik to pen something about my friends
Zeenath – My childhood friend, she had been witnessed all seasons of my life.. She is the one who silently listens to all my sobberings.. I may be adamant, I may be wrong.. But she accepts me as I am… She is my strength….
My everlovin school friends – Sapna, Sidhu, Gesha, Krithi, Ghani, Venky, Shihab… we were a gang and were the NOTABLE personalities of our school.. We were the batch who enjoyed to the most…

Saranya & Reema – My best friends in college..If these 2 sweethearts were not there, for sure I would not have been completed my BE.. Both of their parents considered me like their own daughter and had rendered love and kindness on me..I would not hav seen IIT & MIT if they were not there..So sweet friends..

Heyyo then comes my Chennai frendz…
Whom to leave and whom to write..
Definitely I shud pen abt an awesome female – Shiny Chacko..Wow! I had never met a girl like her nor I can find anyone like her..She is the one who made me shrill out of joy through out the time we were together..
Thru out the time I was in Chennai I was surrounded by too good friends
My Jo, who taught me cookin & Telegu..
Rafi,Naveen,Binu,Suganya,Magesh, Deepa,Domi,Bharat and much more..
All made my chennai life the joyous..
As I said before, am blessed, am always surrounded by good people..

Hi everybody..
U too reply to this post abt u’r friends who made your life special..

I LOVE MY SCHOOL

What is the name of your school?
The name of my school is San Jose Matriculation School
My niece was studying.. the same which I recited 16 yrs back..

I will say school life is the best part in anyone s life..
I went for my niece admission, after long years, I stepped my feet into my school..

The same badam tree, where few students were doing group studies, the cycle shed, the love bird cage, Christ statue.., the little garden with chrysanthemum flowers… students in same blue and white uniform, some playing Kho – Kho… It gave me a great nostalgic feeling..

Sidhu, Gesha, Sapna, Krithi, Venky, Ghani, Shihab we were all a gang in our school.. Though years may roll, the fun and laughter crackled is evergreen.. Hindi sister monitoring us, venky shoutin “shihab, shihab”, Principal advising we girls for going to Ghani s house, our farewell day for Neelamani miss, our picnic and much more..

We carry forward our fun in our Higher Secondary too…The great Hindi Master “Mandi”, most of the fun was at Hindi class by Sidhu, Sapna and me..Gone are those days..
All are the great memories to treasure…

Buddies..
Come on.. you too post the most rejoicing memories of your school days..

My Passion

If am in an island, provide me books and a music player. I WIL BE HAPPY... I read all sort of books, more focussed on thrillers, crime, romance, fiction..,

The book that had changed me upside down is : "Manase Relax please.," a nice book which taught me how to take things happening in my life..

While i was in my 8th.., in Anadha Vikatan, there was a sequence of Kavidhaigal by the name "Kolusugal pesakkudum" by Vijay Milton.

Unnakku Thalai vari kondirukkum amma
parka mudiyathu Enra dhairiyathil,
ennae parthu Kan simmiti,
Engae nee pannu parkkalam
Enru Vambu ezhuthayae
Ninaivirukkiratha

such a nice " நினைவு இருக்கிறதா" collections I searched in net to get this collection,, but in vain...

And the other one whom am impressed is " Tabu Shankar"
Unnai vida thee annaippu padai
evvalavo paravayillai
Aeriyum pothu annaithu viduvargal
Aanal neeyo
Annaithu vittu Aeriya vidukirai..
In all his poems, love is experienced and he makes us to feel the love.

Arivumathi s “Natppu Kalam” made me feel, how nice it would be to have a friend as that mentioned in the poem..

I love reading the works of Sujatha, Madhan, Rajesh Kumar.. The other good book which makes me think deep is “ Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus”.. Very useful to me..

It was during my Final sem study holidays, I got Da vinci code, I used to get up early in the morning, and used to read the secret of “Holy grail”. Before mom woke up, I have to finish it.. the best thriller I have ever read..

I have few e- book collection of Sujatha, Kalki, Tabu Shankar , Arivumathi and Vairamuthu…

If anyone need e-books, comment to me.. will get back to you..
Enjoy reading and keep loving...

It's me Madhu...

Hi everybody,
It's my long time dream come true kinnda thing i've always longed to share my views with others at large and finally blogging has opened my avenues....This will be my one stop to let out all that i feel which gives a great sense of satisfaction......

Cheers....