I am not getting any mood to write blogs. whenever I gets sometime, I spent it on this നിഘണ്ടു (Malayalam dictionary). I don't know much about HTML, Javascipt, PHP etc. But this dictionary is all about these languages. Need pretty a lot of efforts on searching Google 'God' and get the tutorial, Cut/Paste and Test. Besides that whenever my wife see me on laptop, she says... mar ja (hindi). she extends her angry against all computer engineers... "computer sicks"... they can live without food, water, and electricity(!!!). At the end she adds..."Do you want some coffee or tea my dear?" :-)
Another motivation is to spent time on this extra tedious works is the "counters". It shows 600+ users in less than one month, in search for 1240+ words. Among those 600, 70+ users found this online site using Google. They badly want the meaning of some Malayalam words.
Apart from this, this dictionary was my dream before 6 years itself. And I am very happy to see that it is reaching to its final format. And some people are keen to see its performance. Thanks to all who supported me through their helpful hand and motivated me though their kind words directly and indirectly.
Offnote:
I hope that I can release its completed version within two weeks.
Umm, I have to send my wife her home for two weeks. (എല്ലാ വിജയത്തിന്റെ പിന്നിലും ഒരു സ്ത്രീയുണ്ടാകും മോനേ ദിനേശാ...)
Let me begin with my trysts with the competitive exams: Kerala Engineering Entrance exam. It was outright rejection on the first attempt itself. (With the rank I managed to grab, I was only eligible for Production Engineering, that too somewhere in North India. The situations forced me to spend one year at my home town, Thrissur. Dedicated to studies, sports, movies and a few social activities (mainly renovation of our local library).
That was a wonderful year!
There was light at end of the tunnel. I successfully got through the exam and managed a CSE seat in our great GECT. When I turn back, the year 1996-97 was unforgettable.
As I’ve written many times before, I’ve struggled a lot to get a good job. I have been rejected by many interviewers. I lived with a broken heart through those times. Two years… jobless in Thrissur…But, I’ve enjoyed these years too, I would say :-) Finally I landed with a job in an Chennai MNC. Again, prior to my date of joining I was invited by two more companies, that too with better offers. Anyway, I didn’t bother much to reject their offers.
Where were they for those two struggling years?
I grew up! Destiny has chosen me to wear an interviewer’s hat too; Interviewed – 12; Selected - 2; Rejected - 10.
Further grew up. Started thinking about my marriage. To reduce my parent’s burden, I thought of helping them out. Ha… here is one... In my company itself. Looks pretty, with an innocent look. I wrote a letter to her. What about a chit-chat? She declined my offer politely… “Hmm... I’m not interested and do not misunderstand me”. Ok.
I had to seek my parents’ help. Tick tick tick… here comes one. A typical Thrissurian. + She looks very innocent and polite. She said… OK… lets go hand-in-hand, shoulder-to-shoulder. Wow… It took me more than 3 years to find a job. but in less than 3 months, I found my girl. Cool... isn't it?
Every thing is settled now. Here comes a letter from a girl: “May I occupy the vacancy of your better half, if available?” And she puts forward very simple, logical conditions to live with her. She also looks pretty, simple and straight forward.
Really… I was shocked. First time a lady took an initiative, and found that I am a good human being to live with :-)... But she was too late. Searched for the mail I have received from my old crush who rejected me, made some changes, added “where were you two months back?” and send it to this lady.
The End.(ശുഭം)
My life is always like th... whenever I search for something; it will go away from me. But will come to me some later time, may be with a lot better add-ons.
"Delayed Response is not Denied Response"
Contd…
If I were there, I could be part of the winning combination again. Congrats to Bijoy, Raveesh, Bibin, Greeshma, Lookose and Team! Theme... 60 years of Independence, HCL's Transformer initiative. The team was successful to merge both theme to a kathakali face.
Link to my last Onam @ CODC3.
A thought by Ashwin :The 50th Pillion
In short: Share your vehicle space to others. Or do not use 4 seater car for singleton use.If possible, use company transportation.
A Chennai solution
Divider all over the road+ Traffic police + Good automated signal system.
A Singapore Style solution:
Private Car tax : 250%.
And they provide luxury buses(plenty of them).
Tail: If Tata's 1 lakh car hit on road...?!!!
Just a few words about this മലയാളം നിഘണ്ടു.
You may type Manglish patterns to search for the meaning. Please make use of Manglish Keyboard provided in the site.
"Find meaning" to get the meaning of Malalayam words you typed.
"Count" button is for counting the number of letters starting by what you typed.
Offnote: it was my dream 6 years back to build a dictionary.
...a Malayalam Malayalam English Dictionary on Thiruvonam.
Kid is famous for his policies/arguments in his big family.
It was a summer vacation. Kid and his cousin was playing പാമ്പും കോണിയും (Snake and ladder game) in the hall. As usual Kid's Grandfather took his umbrella and was ready to leave home for opening his shop. He asked Kid's cousin to close/lock the front door after he leave. So obedient cousin stood up and started walking to door behind Grandfather.
Kid was disturbed between the game and shouted towards the cousin: "നില്ക്കടാ അവിടെ (Stop)", he continued, "Why should you obey your grandfather".
All aunts, uncles, cousins present in the hall were stunned ! How dare the Kid to shout these nonsense.
Kid made his stand clear, "Did our grandfather ever obeyed our words?!!"
A smile appeared in his grandfather's face. and also awarded a "coffee-byte" while he returned from his shop.
Beat CGI, Herman Miller, PMC Sierra ; lost against HP in the quarter final.
On that morning Kid & his whole family were very happy. 'Kid's Uncle got a job in a Bank!' Kid and his cousins forced their uncle for a treat. How could he reject his nephews' wish? But he was in trouble because he had no pocket money. He had just got his first job. No custom of pocket money existed at that time in the whole family.
However he had a collection of coins in his kudukka. He saved his money by several means.
Daily source: By walking 3-5KM every day he saved 5 paise bus charge (That was the student concession at that time). 5 + 5 =10 paise per day (up and down journey)
Deputation source: Grand father had a general store. Once in a while he used to sent his younger one there on the pay of one Masala Dosa plus tea. So it was a chance to save precious 50 paise by avoiding tea. He could also save 2 Rs by avoiding Masala Dosa. 'But some people live for food'.
Application Form Source: Had sent many applications for Job. Some applications never reached it's destination point.(saved 1 Re each)
So he packed all his scheduled 6 nephews + unscheduled 3 younger cousins to Hotel Bharat for his grand treat. Kid and gang lavishly ordered Masala Dosa, Vada etc. When Kids were going on ordering something, uncle was calculating the remaining money in his pocket. At one moment he realized that he had no more money for the tea or coffee for all. Kids were fastly approaching the finishing point of Dosa.
So he arose. Before Kids think about tea, he said "No money for Tea yaar". He continued, "while waiter ask for tea/coffee just say you don't need". and understandable Kids agreed with his suggestion.
After a while waiter came and inquired about beverages.
Uncle started asking one by one...
"Gince, do you want coffee ?... no!",
"Joe, do you want coffee ?... no!"
...
All Kids said 'NO'.
Then comes the million dollar order from Kid's Uncle !
"well .. coffee for (other) 4!"
System seemed to be alone. (Genesis 2:18)
System has got bored.
So System started a blog named YaSJ.
System has a few wishes...
System drove 640KM up-n-down.
System has a plan to trek Himalaya!
So System Developers (His parents) got worried.
They suspected that System had gone mad.
They decided to install an OS to control the system.
One fine day (June 10, 12:05 Noon) they installed a lovely OS to the system.
People say that the OS act as a utility program initially!
Later it upgrades itself as a powerful Operating System.
Anyway, the system wakes up with a bootstrap coffee (1) every morning :-)
This OS (at least for now) shows great patience to get along with this semi hot-tempered system.
OS puts a significant effort to make system's environment clean and tidy.
On the other hand, system tries in its best way to live in a kitten's basket!
This OS particularly dislikes Samson while growling at 50KMPH or more. System often gets a shoulder press to reduce the speed.
OS developers gifted a few gold collection at the time of installation; hence this OS showing no particular interest in Gold now!
System suspects that OS has got bored of System's PJs.
System developers are eagerly waiting for the System to make an [il] legal pointer access that brings up an OS seg-fault; Yeah System is ready to wait 9 months to get a core-dump ;-)
Dedicated to all dirty minds!
Foot-note:
(1) Feel free to use Coffee and Kiss interchangeably.
What will a sixth std kid does, if he gets a 10Rs as pocket money? Many choices! Sometimes it might be buying a few ice-sticks;a grand treat to his friends. And enjoy walking down the street, near to paddy field, watching the kotti(heron) flying, crossing the railway track- lovely old days of no worries!
One particular fine evening of a summer vacation(summer of 89), this particular KID happened to cross the railway track nearby along with his friends. Suddenly a dirty idea came into his mind.
"Why can't we put a trap for the next train? and make it skid!!"-KID
"Are you mad... 100s of people might loose their life?"- one objected
"No man.. it will be nice to watch a train skid; it would be a lovely show in our entire life. Nobody is going die" - one supporter.
"Will it skid down on us"- an afraid voice.
"Are we fool to stay near the railway track to allow train fall on us?" - KID
"Ok... what kind of trap we are going to set?"- a thrilled voice.
"Did you see that banana peels?" - Kid
"Yes... are you going to put that one on the railway track?" - a surprised voice.
"it must be a sexy idea" - big applauds.
All kids agreed and thrilled to see a train fall.
Plan A:
- one kid should watch the surroundings, and signal if railway watch man or somebody appears in the scene.
- one should go near to railway track and set the 'trap'
- one must watch the arrival of train.
Plan B: if somebody comes, run through the small street after that signal post.
Plan C: if anybody get caught, don't reveal rest of the gang.
What a well planned mission. Kids themselves feel that they are James Bond!
KID set the trap and returned successfully.
Everybody was eagerly waiting for next train. after 15 minutes, everybody's patience lost and decided to return. Everybody were sure about next day news paper title: "Train skidded near Thrissur Railway station; found a banana peel in the track".
While returning back home, a black ambassador stop near kids.
It was the family of one kid in the gang. They are going to railway station to pick kid's uncle.
"Eda... My uncle... my uncle... he is coming... coming in the...", his voice broke. Tears broke into cheeks! His family has no idea about why he was crying. They thought it was the tears with joy and anxiety to see his uncle.
The moment the car left, KID and gang fly towards the railway track to remove the banana peels. Luckily no train came till then. Everybody was happy! they saved the life of their friend's uncle.
While returning with joy, one kid said: "We must try it on a Goods Train".
Do you ever remember your practice matches? We do remember one of our practice session.
A word about my local cricket team, ppcc (PattaParanmbu Cricket Club). Being a very small team we never won a title. but don't underestimate us. We were a regular visitors to semi finals. Once organizers recognized us as the best(fighting) team in the tournament (which was not a scheduled award). Major teams nearly smelled the taste of mud while playing with us, several times !!
We have no star batsman...naa bowler. average age of the team :17. no giant figures. Still we won matches !!! How!!! We play offside well :-) none of our opponents aware about this fact. They keep on bowling offside. we enjoyed it well. Who will dare to bowl leg side if the batsman confidently fencing even offside balls.
May be we have got courage or you may say winning equation from this particular practice session.
Our home ground is pretty small, so that we could play only one side. Yeah...we choose to master offside. On a fine evening, Varghese-our manager cum player, brought a new bat !!! wov...but it was a bit heavy one compare to our normal playing bat.
We started a 10 over game with 6 member team on either side. We won the toss and elected to bat without a second thought. Of-course ..new bat... new start :-)
First ball, the batsman couldn’t move his bat. I was on the non-strikers end and wonder why ?? the ball was not so fast. Second ball kissed the bails off !!! 0 for 1 (0.2 overs)
Third ball takes the middle stump :-( 0 for 2 (0.3 overs). Here comes our best batsman cum captain with determination not to donate his wicket for a hat trick. 4th ball, beats the bat but luckily missed the stump. I was wondering, what happen to Danex, our captain. It is not easy to beat him. He looked at his bat unbelievably, twisted the bat once, took his guard and practice a bat movement for the previous ball. 5 th ball, he had tried to cut it to the square, but ball came into rest on keepers gloves. 6th ball, pickets his off stumps !!! ohh man. Now we are in trouble. 0 for 3 (1 over)
Now it was my turn; exchanged my old bat to new; draw an imaginary half-circle on my front; ready to play front foot. A kind of defensive mode ! Danex gave me a warning to study the bat. Yeah..it is heavy ! but is it that much to worry about ? I didn’t get what he was said.
First ball, felt like a lollipop, decide to cut it to the fence. But … beaten !! haa ..why more to explain, on the third ball, I was caught behind :-( There is ghost in the bat !!! we couldn’t turn the bat when we require it. Score board: 0 for 4 (1.3 overs). 4th ball, haa Josmy arrested the ball by his bat. And he rose his bat and waved like he got a century ! A huge clap from the pavilion. He was the first batsman among us who at least touched the ball ;-) 5 th ball, he was caught and bowled by Anoop. Score board: 0 for 5 (1.5 overs). Hence score board was zero, opponent allowed to bat our lastman on his demand. Yeah..he want to face the ghost in the bat ;-). 6th ball, he smash the ball with full confident. All are searching the ball on boundary line. But keeper happily showed his inner glove. It seems ball was laughing at us. Last man also couldn’t live more than a ball. Scoreboard: 0 for 6 (2.1 overs).
We were too ashamed of ourselves; no team ever all-duck on this ground. We have got a new record. We know…just one single is enough to finish the game. Or at least a wide will kill us as well. But Danex’ captain-mind arose like a phoenix bird.
If the ghost is there in the bat, it will be still there !!! If we were all-duck, we can kick them all out for same score. This is our ground !!! May be we can not win… but we can make a tie !! fight !!!
Yeah.. he is correct. Why can’t we try for a tie. If one worse thing happens to us, why can’t we give the same fate back. Danex toss the ball towards me. Me !! first over? I was doubtful. He whispered – “No wide”.
He set two slip fielders, assign himself for close fielding, and one near to the bowler's end. No boundary line, no gully !!! All set … Batsman stretch his body in an outside half-circle and hold his bat horizontally; kind of warning to Danex that he is going to smash the ball… a kind of silence spread over the field. Everybody can hear the beats of their heart. Tick tick tick… I looked at my captain… He shout in an aggressive sound “Off cutter buddy”, it was just to threaten the batsman.
That moment I started the lineup and as he shouted …an off cutter.!! Within a split second, batsman smash the ball; but it just kissed the bat and a great catch by Josmy, our safehands. Then everything else was history in our home ground.
Second ball, pickes the leg stump, 5th ball... an off stump, 6th ball a plum return catch. Score board : 0 for 4 (1 over)
Next over: Danex took the ball, assigned Josmy to close fielding, 2nd slip moved to 1st slip, me on gully and the fielder nearer to bowler's end moved to square boundary. Nobody questioned him why he require a gully and a square boundary. His first ball picked an off stump, second ball to the close fielder. That was a terrific catch too.
Score board 0-0. An unbelievable tie!! All duck !! unforgettable innings.
End of the story: we never use this bat again for our tournaments, but we used to master the off cuts using the very same bat. Yeah…it was equivalent to face a terrific off-cutter.
And I would say Rahul Dravid has a lot of things to learn from local team captain. He should learn how to inspire his team members, how to adapt into the situation, and how to inject confidence and fighting mood to the bowler.
...My body is getting old :-(
"AGE is an issue of MIND over MATTER.
If you don't MIND! It doesn't MATTER." - Aaro oraal.
No black-dye; No hair colouring; this is what I am !
This evening, while I was walking towards my "cube" [at office], I saw a 6 feet tall "white" guy carrying a laptop with him. With in a split second he said "Hi" and continued walking on his way.
He doesn’t know me or vice-versa! He may be a visitor or may be a client or may be CEO of the company or just a ordinary employee like me. He is an American [say] and I am an Indian… he is white, I am black… But nothing stopped him to say a "Hi" to me with a very warm, pleasant smile. One can not resist himself from saying a "hi" back. I feel very happy. My heart filled with a lot of joy and got energized for continuing work!
Moving forward I saw a mallu. I knew that he is a mallu, I guess that he also knew about my "mallu" blood too! So I thought to implement this "Hi" technique to make him pleasant. But he may not want that HI. He just moved his face to another direction and walked away.
haa... what a complex people we are !!
We want to live at Los Angeles… want to get salary like him… keen to wear Coat, tie and shoe like him… want to imitate whatever he says/does.
When we will follow him in his attitude towards fellow colleagues… attitude towards work… attitude towards nation… attitude towards life?!
How to identify a person? Finger Print ?!! (widely using by Police department to recognize people in a quickest way!!)
We have a better mechanism too... DNA test!!! (An absolute, unique test to identify a person.)
Question is... when a person gets these identities?
Finger print acquires by foetus baby in 10 days !! ( that means before a mother knew that she is carrying...imagine). DNA... Just in a day !! (still faster, haa). yeah a new, unique human being is growing up with all necessary identity on its mother's womb!!!
How many such Human Beings are getting killed every day? 1,26,000 !!
Who is killing them? Brutally!! Their Mother (or who else)? If a mother fails to love her child...?!! we are in a dirty world of selfishness. Money, comfort, social status... FUC/<
How many dead during Tsunami on Dec 26,2004 ? 1,69,752 (Just a few more!!!)
Haa we are facing a silent tsunami every day !!! Do you want to be a part of it?
yeah..I got what (some of) you are thinking about? population?
If you are so much worried about it, I am afraid that you will be killing yourself to reduce the population (one less !! ain't it good?)
Value the human life...and save next generation Abraham Lincoln or Beethovan !
Author believe that with out C programming language he can not live. Fact is that he didn't complete(even started) any great work in the same. hence he himself called YaSJ. Now his parents is in a search for a partner for him.
The problem is... how to kick start a talk with that girl.
After a round of discussion, 'budda dakkal' (TCR version for old people, means parents!!!), might ask 'YaSJ': "We guess you have something to ask/talk to the girl, havn't you?"
Reply:"Yes ofcourse" (a bit worried YaSJ)
What should I ask?
what about a 'viatnam colony' style "entha peru"(what is your name?).
or what about "Shobha, Shobhayude perenthaaa?!! (Shobha, what is your name?)
No no ..it is all old fashion.
Anyway made sure in mind that I will never ask "evidaa veedu"(where is your home?) standing right inside her home.
So decided to chat with my cousin. Here it goes.
Cousin: "nee oru thamaasha paranju thudangu... "Hotel aanennu karuthi oru vridhan..." ormayille?
Reply: "Done"
Cousin: "college-il line undaayirunno ennu chodhikkedaa.."
Reply: "undayirunnu ennu paranju kettu enthinaa veruthe alle!!!"
Cousin: "Yaa yaa"
Reply: "entrayaa mark ennu enthayaalum chodikkilla"
Cousin: "ayyo thirichu chodicha nee kudungum"
Reply: "athaa... pinne serious ayyi enthenkilum chodikkano?
njan bhayankara serious aannennu chumma thonnikotte"
Cousin: "pinne randu C/C++ questions chodhikkeda... vivaram undo ennariyande?
Reply: "there you are...I have prepared one, very good question"
here it goes
"How to reverse a string in place?"
His long innings proves that He is the King.
A glance through his test cricket career...
Quadruple - 1 (400) to quash Matthew hayden's 380
Triple - 2
Double - 8
Century - Whenever team in need - 19
World Record for the most runs in an over 4,6,6,4,4,4 vs Robin Peterson of South Africa.
IMO he is technically perfect than Sachin (God of Indian Cricket!!!); since no one could get him in a similar ball.
Bangalore !!Famous for gorgeous girls. Nowadays I am not even bothering to visit MG Road or Brigade Road for “Chick hunting”.They are right in front of me, in flocks. In the company, near my apartment, they are everywhere :-)
I have noticed those 3 cute girls walking down the lane near to CV Raman Nagar; they talk like dolls. Do the dolls ever talk? I don't know.On the other day, I found them near BEML gate, carrying a bag on their shoulders…they looked like school girls. Is there any school near by?
The way they enjoy their walk reminded me of my “good old” school days. No tension about anything… Just take the school bag, ping my friends on the way to school, form a group, talk about whatever we like, pour comments on the girls walking to Infant Jesus Girls (only) High School. Those were “fun packed” life.
Does this girl belong to any college or something? Oh… who cares? Yesterday, I met one of them in my company itself. Wow... she is not a college girl. “Charmmam kandal praayam thonnilla. Santoor aaryirikkum upayogikkunnathu”.
Other thing I noticed about her is that the way she ogles at men. And she is a half-mallu too!!!. I appreciate her interest in morning walk to company...around 3KM ..may be more. Among those techies who are lazy to walk, she is an exception. Nice girl.
The story doesn’t end here. Mallu girls might be a centre of attraction everywhere! While sipping an orange juice on the terrace, we (a gang of mallu guys) saw her walking near to the Bagmane lake! Then one guy, he is a “Polymath” (Walking encyclopedia) described about her day-to-day schedule. Lunch at Punjabi dhabha or cafeteria, evening walks to the lake with some boys and chat-items on their money. So, I’ve added her "morning walk" to update his database.
The most surprising info about her (for me) was that she is an intern in our company. Just a final year UG student of some college. $H!T... I overestimated the magic of Santoor soap :-)
Minal Panchal' scrapbook.
30,000+ scraps says samething "God bless", and it is ticking on every millisecond !!
Got this link from Jo
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The best part I am enjoying in Bangalore is Football only. Once, I was a proud player of Red FC in Chennai. Here, only the name has changed…Jun FC. The passion, aggression and enthusiasm remain the same. We play twice a week on a semi grass ground.
Today, when we reached the ground we saw a bunch of teenagers occupied half of the ground. They impressed us quickly…hmm... they play pretty well. Since we didn’t have enough players to form two teams, we made a proposal for a match with those teenagers.
"Ok Uncles we are ready", they all were game for a match. Ha ha ha. they reminded us of the fact that we are getting old! They were right in one way. We are a bunch of 7 guys with an average age of 27. And, they all were around 15 years old.
Playing with a group of teenagers of same enthusiasm and unlimited energy was not so easy. They have proved it. After 15 minutes the ball possession was 15%- 85%. They rushed to our goal post regularly with their entire team (leaving the Goalkeeper) and in the same pace they returned to their posts as the ball moved.
They might have found it difficult with our heavy bodies so, they couldn’t charge us anyway. They were helpless with their 45Kg weight against our 80-100Kg and with considerably strong build. Yeah… We could control 6 of them but, other two were very fast. Moving like a rocket...running like a bull... changing the direction like a rabbit.
They really made us feel that we are getting old. Though we managed to tie the scoreboard with 3-3, their game was wonderful.
The next week, we faced them again. This time, we showed them what is the meaning of maturity and experience is. We were sure that we can not beat them in the speed. So we played with a good game plan. We wore the jersey of Argentina. Quick Short Passes!!! We frustrated them a lot with this trick. We raid their goal post through out the game. 12 shots to the target, Converted two of them. Again a tie with 2-2. but this time we stand with our head straight :)