Wednesday, March 11, 2009

If many are wondering what is this mess, I have an explanation.
I am a null with computers but I would really like to change my template with colorful pictures :)
But I have no idea how to do that :(, so started trying just now.
Soon I think I'll master this HTML language (for brahma 3hrs was like 100 years, my soon is like Brahma's 3hrs ;)).
Pardon me till then :)

Ananthi Sankaran

Monday, February 16, 2009

I live in a 17 m² room and so I never invited anyone over to my place for a party or a drink as I hate to get stuck up with two people and my room cannot bear a crowd of 20. So when I met a small set of Indians I invited them to have dinner at my place. So there were eight people most of them PhD's or soon to be PhD's. So I dusted my electric cooker which I purchased from India three years ago to make rice for my guests. I have never touched it for the past 2 years as I found it occupying too much of my living space. So after keeping my rice in it, I plugged it and the lights started glowing and my rice started cooking, but giving a very strange smell. Someone rightly pointed out that there was a problem with the cooker, but I ignored saying that may be it is because it is back to use after a very loooooooong time. And when the rice was nearly cooked, both the lights went off. The mechanism of a rice cooker is when it is plugged on at least one of the light must be on always. I declared that my cooked has stopped functioning. But my fellow researchers got argumentative; they said how it is possible when the rice is nearly cooked? In my life I have come across a number of electrical goods that stopped working at least expected times and for me it wasn’t hard to believe. But they refused to accept that my cooker was not working and I made myself believe that I am totally wrong. There was another girl a non-PhD, who said, in a low voice that the strange smell belongs to that of a burnt wire. But whose voice was to be taken, PhD's or soon to be and non-PhD’s??? Obviously the voice of the PhD’s were heard and was declared that the rice cooker is working, but may be the LED broke. End of the story :)


P.S. I tried cooking rice today again with my cooker, the rice and water refused to budge ;)

Ananthi Sankaran

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Yesterday I made a darshan to my costly GYM after avoiding it for many days. My friend felt so guilty of not visiting this holy place after spending tons of money on it.

FYI: the expenditure for going to the gym does not stop with the monthly payment, new dresses (being a girl it is more expensive), new shoes, new accessories, etc etc etc.

So after 15 mins of rigorous running, we decided to do a program call 'Body sculpt'. So our trainer, made us to do sit-ups until we started sweating worse than pigs, suddenly I remembered my childhood days.
My parents used to put some coins in front of the god as an offering, but me and my sister considering ourselves as god, take those generously without the knowledge of our parents in other words 'stealing' to buy the cheap but tasty delicacies that are sold along the road. My mother soon realizing that god cannot take all these pennies did an investigation and caught us one day on the scene of the crime. And the punishment was doing sit-ups, and the number of times depends on the intensity of the crime.
I came back to reality and thought, hmmm those days, we had a free physical trainer, but we were reluctant to do; now I have a physical trainer for whom I pay, and to whom I have to request to kill us with these sit-ups. A tiny smile cracked in my lips and I did more sit-ups, not for the trainer or to sculpt my body, but for my beloved mother.

Ananthi Sankaran

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