The Cool Sun

17 June 2008

The Third Category ;)

Oh nothing much to say .. other than I am changing the color back to a light one. Tell me, how does the new one look.

Moroccan girls are awesome. Damn beautiful.... I always used to tell that there are only two types of girls - Good and Very Good. Now I know that there is a class above these - Moroccan girls. (Well, I know, girls from middle east too are good. eg. Lebanon. Yeah, girls from Latin America are too too good ;) )

So, I may still want to stick to the earlier definition. But, lately it's Moroccan girls, with whom I am interacting. About 6-8 of them. WOW!!!! :)

Want to write a lot more about them and my crush on three of them at the same time. During a truth-or-dare session, they simply tore me off too. I did spend two long days with them and there is lot to explain. But my image in the blog and lack of time are keeping me from writing. :)

A very busy week. Will write later.

Signing off, Sands.

9 June 2008

PROTEST AGAINST PLAGIARISM

and

EVIL DEEDS OF KERALS_[DOT]_COM

Hereby I want to express my:

Support to fellow malayali bloggers who are creating a black week in the blog-world.
Protest against the above mentioned website, who initially did plagiarism, then tried to justify it, then tried to threaten the ones who questioned their act - and even went to a level of cyberstalking and even spoofing emails.

More details:

Some other blogs who joined this protest:

1.Raj Neetiyath
2.One Swallow
3.Vellezhuthth
4.Visalamanaskan
5.Choottazhi
6.guptham
7.ithentha
8.Salini
9.Kumar
10.anchalkkaran
11.Najoos
12.Wakkarimashta
13.Idival
14.Bindu
15.Pachalam
16.Njan
17.Sree
18.Siju
19.Beerankutti
20.Reshma
21.Moorthy
22.Saramgi
23.Sebin Jacob
24.Sreevallabhan
25.Anamgari
26.Sankuchithan
27.Yarid
28.Sundaran
29.Devan
30. Sapthavarnangal
31.Venu
32.Shiju
33.Vavachi
34.Mayoora
35.Pulli
36.Anilan
37.Kannuran
38.G. Manu
39.Thamanu
40.Shefi
41.Tharavadi & Valyammayi
42.Sakshi
43.Ziya
44.Kunjans
45.Nazeer
46.Cheedappi
47.Kuttenmenon
48.Anony Antony
49.Prasanth Kalathil
50.Keralafarmer
51.Dasthakir
52.Kinav
53.Nishkalankan
54.Asha
55.Latheesh Mohan
56.P.R
57.Sidarthan
58.Bhumiputhri
59.Kala
60.Agrajan
61.Umesh

Signing off, Sands.

Courtesy: Umesh for the list, links and the trigger.

At 7:30, I heard the bell ringing. I was in the shower and was sure that the REDGIRL would be sleeping. I wrapped the towel around and opened the door. No one was there. Then I realized that the bell was from ground-floor and I knew who it would be. I pressed the button and he replied - "POST". Just as I had expected.

Isn't 7:30 in the morning a little too early for post? Well, he came up and delivered my packet and then two more packets - for some other guys in the same building. Then he would go and put a notice in their pigeon-holes that their packets are with me, so that they can collect from me.

This happens a few times every week. Even when there are no packets for us, he comes and delivers packets for others. This German DHL guy even knows my name and how to spell it - he has to get my signature for confirmation of delivery and he writes my name every time.

Note: It's not an easy thing to remember my surname which is full of "A", "D" and "N" - without making mistakes (Even Indians make a mess out of "SADANANDAN"). Yeah, practice makes man perfect. :)

We have a designated place for those packets - which is our local DHL-packet-station. Well, I wanted to take a picture of this place and figured that it might be interesting to show the surroundings too - full of footwear.

Most of the footwear belong to my app-mate. A pair of roller-skates belong to me.

I was wondering, why would this selected person be me? But today I figured it out! Perhaps ours is the one of the few apartments where someone is awake when he comes to deliver the packets. Most of our neighbors wake up at 10-11, even my app-mate. :)

Time to go to Uni. Signing off, Sands.

1 June 2008

Energy... Raw Energy...

Perhaps for the first time here, I don't know how to explain my feelings/thoughts. What I want to write is about Tamil and Tamilians. I don't know many Tamilians nor do I have expertise in Tamil. But I can very well say that they have lot of raw energy. Their emotions are neither smooth nor modulated as that of malayali's (or anyone's for that matter). Their emotions go really high - both good and bad emotions. When they love, they just love without thinking. When they hate, they simply hate to the core - without forgiving.

How do I explain raw energy better than this? I just don't know. The example which I could give will be a negative one. If you compare the way people play/enjoy in the beaches of Kerala and TamilNadu, you'd find that the Tamil children's games are of a little extreme nature compared to Kerala kids'. This is the first thing which I noticed in Chennai beaches. It's like, they go to the extremes of everything.

Well, I could be giving a message like Tamilians are bad. NO NO NO - I love the way they are. I just love they way they are. One best example I love would be Friendship - just raw friendship - without thinking anything but the love for your friend. This could be rare in many places on earth, not in TN. There are no boundaries to feelings.

All the same, mallu's are totally different. They mostly make sure of being on the safe side of everything. Or rather not being in extremes of anything. Be mediocre - in everything. Sorry guys, I am doing a bad job here. Not doing enough justice to what I think.

Why would Tamilians be different? I don't have any clue. But the only comparable thing is their own language. It's beautiful. I haven't read even a single paragraph of Tamil literature. My only source of Tamil are films and songs. But I'd say that they themselves are enough to show the beauty of the language. Emotions can be portrayed easily; very easily. I shouldn't write more about this. You readers could just go and listen to the songs from (say Youtube/Raaga/MIO etc).

I have always loved them and their language. Now, I too am going to extremes ;) . This post is dedicated to the one who acted as cupid.