I had that silly smile on my face yet again -much to the confusion of people around me! (Meanwhile, Lajjawathiye was still playing in the background.) Stop, Jay, stop! 🙂


Strange, Isn’t It?

Some songs are so emotionally tangible that it reaches for your heart ripping it away from your body and leaves you with such intense pain. Yet leaving you yearning for more.

Dear colleague

You may despised by others because of your attitude.

But I want to accept you for who you are. For that, I may need to tell you things that you don’t want hear.

That is the least you could do for someone who accepts and not merely tolerate you-to accept me for what I am in return.

Happy Deepavali

Please save the Malaysian Indian community from song and dance shows that mime Tamil cinema songs.

Save for some music shows (both stage and television shows) which showcast talents, others are merely wannabes who insist on acting rather than to sing and or dance.

On the positive side, kudos to the choreographers, cameramen, technicians, directors, producers, costume designers and not forgetting the very talented singers and dancers for the wonderful showmanship shown year in year out on every Deepavali.

Happy Deepavali!

I know it’s five days away, who cares!

I’m in Diwali mood already!


Why is that people who are economically many levels lower than us are treated with disrespected?

We insist our children call those older than them akka, anna or with similar polite/respectful honorific. In Tamil culture, we even go on to add polite suffix to verbs when addressing an elder. However, all these politeness go to the dogs the moment someone from lower socio-economic background is addressed. Why?

A multi-millionaire is referred as aver by default.

A maid-ave.


Stop me, please!

I am going on a book buying spree.

Stop me, please, somebody…ooops, too late!

Here’s an excerpt from one of them:
Blink reveals that great decision makers aren’t those who process the most information or spend the most time deliberating, but those who have perfected the art of “thin-slicing” – filtering the very few factors that matter from an overwhelming number of variables.

After futile attempts to make people understand that there were other plausible explanations to ‘gut feelings’ (not that I totally discount intuition, I have had some weird happpenings too,well, that’s for another day, another time), I finally found that the phrase most apt is ‘thin slicing’. This happens when I have said something way so obvious (which isn’t so for others). And for some strange reasons, it is almost impossible to verbalise it to others when they ask me how did I know that.

This, strangeness, however, has been put to rest by

Malcolm Gladwell.