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Happy Birthday Kiran!
Spring has come; Bees are buzzing; Flowers are blooming; Here I am wishing you a very Happy Birthday!
What do I do?
If you are having a rough day and you suddenly get a call that is irritating, as the person talking to you is arrogant and not listening to you or not willing to answer your questions, what do you do?
Well, this is what I do: I think of what I have made myself to be... or maybe play angry birds..

Love Love Love ...
Every word in the opening of Ask Laska means 'love' in 16 different languages. Vijay Prakash and Chinmayi tribute to the added magic.Song dedicated to one of my best friends who I used to like...and sorta still do... In any case, have you ever heard "I love you"? Well this is my way.
♥Ask - Turkish | ♥Laska - Slovak |
♥Amour - French/Spanish | ♥Ai - Chinese |
♥Ast - Icelandic | ♥Liebe - German
♥Ahava - Hebrew | ♥Bolingo - Lingala |
♥Cinta - Malay | ♥Ishq - Arabic |
♥Meile - Lithuanian | ♥Love - English
♥Ishtam - Telugu | ♥Premam - Malayalam
♥Pyaar - Hindi | ♥Kaathal - Tamil
Yedho unnaale en vazhvil artham kandaene
Aah asku laska amo amo aai
asthu asthu laibae
ha habo bolinga chintha chintha
isku isku meela
Love ista prema piyaaro piyaaro,
oru kadhal undhan mele
Athanai mozhi-yilum,
vaarthai ovvorndru koidhen
mothamaai korthuthaan,
kaadhal chendondru seidhen
unnidan neettinen kadhalai kaatinen
Yeno thannaale unmelae, kadhal kondane
Yedho unnaale en vazhvil artham kandaene
Aah asku laska yemo yemo aai
asthu asthu laibae
ha habo bolinga chintha chintha
isku isku meela
Love ista prema piyaaro piyaaro,
oru kadhal undhan mele
Pluto-vil unnai naan koodaetruven
Vinmeengal porukki soodetruven
Mukkolangal padipen, un mookin melae
vittam mattam padipen un nenjin melae
Mellidaiyodu valikodu naan aaigiren .....ohh..
hmm.mmmmm..
Plato-vin magana un dhegama ?
Aaraaichi nadatha naan koodama ?.
Vazhum noyil vilundhai, un kannil kanden
naalum unnum marundhaai, un mutham thandhen
Un nenjil naadi manivaika,
kaadhal kaadhal endru kaetka
Aah asku laska amo amo aai
asthu asthu laibae
ha habo bolinga chintha chintha
isku isku meela
Love ista prema piyaaro piyaaro,
oru kadhal undhan mele
De-ja-vo kanavil nee mootinaai
raaja en manathai yen vaatinaai
Kapam kettu mirati - nee veppam kondaai
ratham motham kodhika en pakkam vantdhaai
vennilavaaga, idhamaaga kulirootava?
Kannaadi nilavvaai kan koosinaai
Venvanna nizhalaai man veesinaai
pullil pootha pani nee - oru kallam illai
Virus illaah kanini - un ullam vellai
Nee kollao malli mullai pole,
pillai mellum sollai pole
Aah asku laska amo amo ..
Aah asku laska amo amo
aai asthu asthu laibae
habo bolinga chintha chintha
isku isku meela
Love ista prema piyaaro piyaaro,
oru kadhal undhan mele
Athanai mozhi-yilum,
vaarthai ovvorndrum koidhen
mothamaai korthuthaan,
kaadhal chendondru seidhen
Yeno thannaale unmelae, kadhal kondane
Yedho unnaale en vazhvil artham kandaene
Relations...
It is 2 AM and I am standing at the crosswalk on the corner of 5th avenue. As I walk towards 42nd St. I notice Times Square is quiet tonight.
It is not silent, mind you – no, the “city that never sleeps” could never be silent. It is 3 AM and the gaudy charmer still churns, twists, flashes its vitality of energy and movement – “You CANNOT miss this show! Buy your tickets now!” Coca-Cola sign, M&M's World, Barclays, Macys, laughter bubbles cold winter “would you mind taking a picture of us?” girls in pink uniforms flash-dance camera in front of a set with Ryan Seacrest. Jenny McCarthy sizzles in front of a 100 flashing cameras a feet away; Pretzels, Mary Poppins, Starbucks; grande skinny vanilla lattes, smoke from cigarettes, American Eagle . . .all and yet, Times Square is quiet.
I stand here – in the midst of all the bustle, honking, explosive color and lights – and the world suddenly blurs, its violent contrast abruptly muted to an almost harmonious hum.
And in the pulse that remains along its softened edges, I find what I have been searching.
“There is nothing to writing. You just sit down and bleed” - Ernest Hemingway
It's My Day!!

Is it today or tomorrow that I turn 31 years old? In any case not really a milestone marker, but I am pretty danged proud of myself for making it this far! And since it's my birthday, my gift to you, the outside world that is still plugged into the grid, is to let you see that I still haven't managed free myself from the matrix.
I was born on the 16th of December, in Jaffna, Sri Lanka. Today is the 15th of December in Washington DC, USA. At the same time it is already the 16th of December in Sri Lanka. Hence seeing I was born in Sri Lanka would I not have already lived my 30 years?
Of course this is important as it means I get to open my presents today. I am told I am have some cool things awaiting me (looks like I will never free myself from the matrix)! I tried to die on the past Wednesday. Not really on purpose. I went and played with my dogs in the park that late afternoon after returning from work. While I suffered no contact induced injuries, I seem to have forgotten in my senile old age to stretch ahead of time, and to maybe take it a bit easier than I did when I was 16. I ended up with a knot in my thigh, and strained something in my lower calf (all in my right leg), resulting in me limping thru the entirety of that night, and only today feeling 100% again. I was sure they were going to have to haul me off and put me down, like a horse with a broken leg. I also destroyed my very expensive $5 walmart special shoes. Not entirely, but when I took the shoes off I had some light greenish foamy powder residue all over my socks, all over my feet underneath the socks, and even more inside the shoes themselves. I don't know what it was, but something inside disintegrated into a fine powder. I'm sure if my mom was here she will blame my nasty feet and their odor for killing the shoes...she may be right, I really don't know.
Anyways, the birthday celebration is set for this upcoming Saturday night in NY. If you can't make it, you may send cash in the amount of $500 in your stead. I'll be sure to make sure the money feels right at home with me.Not much else to say at this point...so I'll shove off and go get my breakfast...
The Adjustment Bureau

"What about free will?" bursts Damon, in a fit of bewilderment. Terence explanation to that (in the movie of course) is that they've tried free will, but humans have a tendency to screw things up when left to their own devices. "We (the adjustment bureau) brought you to the height of the Roman Empire", explains a deadpan Terrence Stamp. "Then, we stepped back. We watched as you destroyed yourselves; the fall of the Roman Empire, the dark ages. Then we came back in, and gave you the Renaissance, the Enlightenment. Then in 1910, we stepped back again, and watched you descend into World War I, World War II, and then bring yourselves to the brink of destruction with the Cuban Missile Crisis. Since then, we've stepped back in, before you altered the plan so irreversibly that even we wouldn't be able to save you". A very interesting scene indeed! In essence according to the movie, the supernatural bureau went back and forth between controlling human behavior and giving us the false hope of free will.

"The world is immeasurably better because of Steve," Apple sighs—of course—but I see no major media outlets questioning this PR statement. I wonder and question; what bout the the fact that he was an intense control freak who reamed out underlings. His screaming abuse of his employees. Yet, the tenor of all these memorials is that his genius excuses such behavior!! Genius?? I guess it is indeed the bureau working their magic here!
Let us get one (one of the most important) point clear first; Jobs was not an engineer or inventor. More than anything, he was an entrepreneur, a designer, and a master of branding. I do admire and will give him credit for creating a brand name but nothing more. As matter of fact, I think Jobs and all his ijunk are one of the excessive, amazing examples of capitalist marketing and brainwashing.
Now, let us look at what Mr. Jobs really did; First and foremost he actually cost the US many jobs lost. Most of his ijunk's were manufactured outside of US in a third world country to save on production cost.
Secondly, he is one of the cause for enslaving millions of people around the world to little electronic devices that they don't need while destroying real, meaningful social contact. Every time I walk into social hub or a restaurant, all I see is group of young people sitting together but not talking or even looking at each other but busy staring at the little piece of plastic and wires in their hands... chatting with their imaginary virtual friends! The start of antisocial insanity begins there!
Thirdly, he was a business man who had no or very little concern for the environment; All ijunk products that everyone loved to buy eventually ended up in a landfill after they became obsolete in a year or two. According to Apple, they also produced 14.8 million metric tons of CO2 annually!!!
Fourthly, this can be argued as ones own interest but I choose to; thus: Despite being worth $8.3 billion, Jobs has had zero public charitable donations. Yes, there is always the possibility that he gave anonymously but I highly doubt that considering his personality. Check this out for a kicker; Jobs, an adopted child himself, had an illegitimate child and for two years, though already wealthy, he denied paternity while the mother went on welfare. Jobs even swore in a signed court document that he couldn’t be Lisa’s father because he was “sterile and infertile, and as a result thereof, did not have the physical capacity to procreate a child.” A blood test later proved he was the father and he did begin making payments. Job’s fertility miraculously returned as he fathered 3 more children. Do you get my personality match now??
Though there are a few more facts I can come up with in the end Mr. Jobs did have friends, a family, and colleagues that I’m sure cared very much about him. And I do send my condolences to them as I would to anyone who lost a loved one. I do not revel in his death or in others mourning of him. Everyone is entitled to their own feelings in lieu of another human’s passing. There is no second opinion to that, however I am just blown away at the magnitude of control the adjustment bureau has on our world!
On the contrary; we lost Mr. Dennis Ritchie (even I never knew of till my brother mentioned), the creator of the “C” programming language and one of the men largely responsible for Unix, around the same time. Unlike Mr. Jobs, his contributions to the computing world are the real deal. Without him there is no Steve Jobs! Yet the media and many of its followers choose to shout out " our HERO Steve Jobs " instead!
Here is one quote out of the many (mostly ridiculous) Jobs quotes I've seen this past few weeks, that is somewhat interesting to me, something he once told Steven Levy: "I’m a big believer in boredom.... All the [technology] stuff is wonderful, but having nothing to do can be wonderful, too.”
I find it interesting as somehow I feel he did make many do just that!! Then again that's exactly what Dyson did. It's exactly what Microsoft did. Think about fate and predestination for a moment. Do you live your life thinking that every step has been mapped out? If that were the case, why bother to do anything? Do you think that your overall destination has been decided, but it's up to you how you get there? Which would at least give your actions some meaning. Or do you think that everything is random and there's no reason or purpose behind anything we do? Does the word DESTINY make any sense? Well these questions will come into play as you watch The Adjustment Bureau or read the media on our Her Mr. Jobs. What ever it may be, know this; We are all strong enough to define destiny, as LOVE will conquer all. I loved the movie as much as I love Mr. Jobs passion for business. But please do understand that you have your life in your hands not elsewhere!
Acca & Athan!

Always take time to walk and talk a while,
Always know deep down you're each other's best friend,
And enjoy the kind of love that grows and knows no end.
Wishing you an 'always' kind of love!
Happy 9th Wedding Anniversary to my one and only dear (p**ai) Acca & Athan!!!
Dig deep enough...
I think we’d be pretty hard pressed to find someone on this planet who at the core didn’t want to be loved. I think we find the above line hard to accept only when we are not directed towards the right path. The path that only you can decide for yourself, not you parents, teachers, friends, families or Religious Gods. No, I am not blaming..

By it, I mean to point you in the direction of not looking outside of ourselves for love, but within to the barriers for love. Why? Because, I believe that love is all around us if we are open to it.
Whether you believe this or not, for most (if not all) of us, we have built up barriers to love because we have been hurt by love’s departure or absence in the past. Maybe we were just babies when we first felt the disconnection and made an unconscious pact to not feel that pain again. Or maybe it was emotional or physical abuse that led to the distrust of love. Could it have been the loss of a significant relationship in your life that you swore you would never love that much again because the fall is too traumatic? Think... and give yourself time to reflect.. Time is the only healer and only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is.
Love me Time!

Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived:
Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others including Love.
One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all repaired their boats and left. Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to persevere until the last possible moment. When the island was almost sinking, Love decided to ask for help. Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?" Richness answered, "No, I can't.. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you." Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel, Vanity, please help me!" "I can't help you Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered. Sadness was close by so Love asked for help, "Sadness, let me go with you." "Oh...Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!" Happiness passed by Love too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her!
Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come Love, I will take you." It was an elder. Love felt so blessed and overjoyed that he even forgot to ask the elder her name. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her way. Love, realizing how much he owed the elder, asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who helped me?" "It was Time," Knowledge answered. "Time?" asked Love, "But why did Time help me?" Knowledge smiled with deep Wisdom and answered,
"Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love is."
Change of tone..
Considerable time had passed since I've just stopped to stare at Mother Nature's beauty… thy head, the content of my accumulated experiences. Anyway, last night, one of my readers named Aarti mentioned that she was checking my blog to see how I was doing and I was reminded that I have been laying very low on that particular subject. It isn’t that I don’t want to share what I have learned recently, I have just learned a healthy regard for saying too much.
This is the first, as always there is the first! I’ve always remembered to stick to the basic no matter what.
I have a very outgoing personality, and I admit I'm gregarious. I've just realized that this disposition, although it really helps that I'm in a happy and good mood all the time regardless of circumstances, is not good all the time. Sometimes, there are times when I wonder if I have really lost myself in the laughter. You see, when you're loud, your ears are shut off to the beauty of silence. It takes silence to spark an inspiration, to get things in a new perspective, and to hear clearly your inner voice. When you keep still, so many things come rushing to you and you just feel them until you can really connect with them.
So, at this juncture, I wish to thank you all for holding up your mirrors and allowing me to see myself in them. It has helped me in many ways you won’t understand.
As you drove away...

Reflecting the reflections of morning hours of this day; July 22nd 2011! I was happy, thrilled to have caught you..though at far, distanced, driving away in the opposite direction... it made my heart cry.. in joy. Thank you my Angel!
As you already know, I practice sincere frankness whenever, however and in whatever manner I can. I believe that we all have one life to live and I live it simply! No running away from anything.. I fight till the end and give all I have for anyone I love and I did just that with you.. I expressed my thoughts straight.. no beating around the bush!
"pahalaa yeh wada humne kiya hai...Har zare zare ki yeh iltiza hai; O re Piya"
Angels do arrive; I know that! You might recall the above from the torn pieces a while back. I am not repeating but just recollecting! And today at this early evening hours I sit here in my room, facing the monitor, thy eyes!
Did that make you hate me? Did it push you away from me? Did it change our friendship? Are you not able to trust me anymore? Are you not as comfortable as before with me anymore?? I wish and hope that you would answer NO to all of the above questions, but it is still your choice to make.
"Naan naana? Kaetten ennai naane.. Naan neeya? Nenjam sonnadhe.."
Mirror!
Voici, L'etoiles Dans Tes Yeux!
But, soon...
Tip of the day:Tofu does not have to be boring, and you don't have to be a vegetarian to eat it. Maybe you simply want to cut back on your meat and egg consumption—tofu can help you do that.
Life changes, as the saying goes. Definitions expand. And I’m glad, in another sense, that our brains are churning out new thoughts by the second.
Maybe...
She doesn't know what to say.
The same thoughts get boring after so many days.
She feels trapped.
It's a living nightmare.
She can't even try to run away.
She's been waiting for a change.
Anything.
Even a big catastrophe.
As long as she feels something.
As long as she forgets.
As long as she heals.
She doesn't know if she can get through.
She's been fighting for so long.
Her strength is finally running out.
She used to beg it not to leave.
After two months,
she's begging it to run away and never look back.
She feels so alone in a sea of people.
He did this to her.
She wants to forget how to love.
Maybe is not a promising word.
Dial 1900 Mix It Up!

So, you get sprung? Then pull up front.. cause, I'm about to overwhelm you with my groove list, join me and dance yourself out!
What was that? You want me to stop talking and get-my-groove-on-songs? Sure thang!!!
Happy Birthday Appa!

I will make you proud of my triumphs,
And when things go wrong,
You have been patient, helpful and strong,
In all that I do, Appa,
your love plays a bigger part.
I love you!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!




