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Believe me i am not the creator of the word Bangalored. From the past 10 days the climate @ Pondy is awesome. It is not hot, not so cool. The condition over here makes me feel like again at Bangalore. (To my surprise this time when i was at Blr for 7 days it was not that much pretty). I asked the people over here. They replied that here after the climate would be like this for another 5 months. But the pondy people feel this climate drowsy. They want to have their brand hot climate. ok,.. taste differs. Lot many things have changed after coming to Pondy. During the days at Blr, eventhough the climate is good, there was almost no time to enjoy that. Wheels of all the vehicles at Blr (to be precise, in a city) roads run in one form or other for Money, Money and more Money. I have seen people who put Money making as their hobby ( that too proudly). Life is not complete when u live in a Metro (Or so i believe). It is not the problem of the people. They need more money because they have mo

Each and every homosapien in this Earth has a unique way of thinking. People's approach towards problems varies in a diverse manner. It depends on the environment in which they live. Apart from all these things, I feel that there is a Master-Thought(MT) for everybody. This MT is the pivot around which the whole thinking globe revolves. To make it clear, a person who is interested in music would have impact of music in all of this thoughts. So his thought on music is the MT. It is this MT which constitutes the core of an human being. The existance of the person is defined by this MT.

The most complicated thing ever evolved is relationship between human beings. It's complications are tougher than understanding Quantum Physics. In case of friendships the condition is even worse. Last week end was fruitful for me. There was a huge wall building up between me and Mr.B who is my clo..00...00..00..sest friend.This dates back to 2005 when there were some unwanted things happening both in family and friendship circles for me. After my relocation to Blr i was not able to contact Mr.B for more than one reason. First i was shocked to see the message from Mr.B at late night around 12:00 this friday. He wanted to talk with me. I invited him to Pondy. I received him at Pondy Bus stand. At that time it was a casual meet. We both went to the house. Had some dinner and slept away. Next day morning(sunday) we went to the beach and discussed many things apart from the core problem. We almost reached home without discussing the problem. Near the corner of my house there is a TVS s