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Its' really wierd,but its the Truth....

I was coming back home with my colleagues from office.I work in New York City in water st,and lives in Jersey city.That makes me walk about 15 mts to get the path train to my home.

Every day,I see a beggar in wheel chair.He does not have a leg.We always feel sorry about him.But on that day, I saw him with a "Apple IPod".Believe me..to confirm,I stood there for a second and confirmed that ,its a IPod. He was changing the songs in that. am so wierd too..I started thinking about that.He should have a computer with ITunes to manage that IPod.Does he own a computer ? who knows..

I have seen people asking for money in New York and Chicago Subways.Are they really poor?

These thoughts brought me back to India. A beggar used to come to my home every thursday.My Grand mom gives her Rs.1.Once by curiosity,I asked her about the number of homes that she goes on day.She said about 100.She gets atleast Rs.100 and some clothes and food.Thats well above average than the Poverty line in India.

Yes ofcourse ,there are real people who are under Poverty line and trying to make up a living.There are people who wants the money.1000's of them..they may not be beggars,they may have a home that is smaller than a Middle class men bath room.When will the charity money reaches them?

I still remember the kid who pulled my shirt in Mysore,asking me to buy a 50 paise candy.I gave him 5 Rs. and did not take the candy. Thats the money , I could give that kid at that time.Infact,I did not see the Candy,I was not powerful enough to see his face again.

Something About me

I created this blog by getting inspired by some of friends and colleagues..So this is it..86400 seconds a day and for last 24 years(almost) ..here am..(Courtesy to dialogues from the movie Wimbledon...I love that movie!)

this is not going really good..its difficult to write something about me..ok..just give it a try

People can not say am shy...am too good when dealing with elders esepecially the grandpa's and Grandmom's ,uncles' Aunty's!! am from a Brahmin family in India ..we call it as Namboodiri and claim ourselves as True Brhamins in Kerala..Atleast am not..i dont follow the rituals that am suppose to follow..( ya got a spine!)..But i love all the get together ,all the functions ...its just mind blowing..

I started reading books( All Malayalam) at that age of 12 , I would say..thanks to mom..she is avid reader.Started some serious English reading just after my 12th..ya,that might explains my poor language skills!! Thanks to Sebastian Sir ( My malayalam Professor ) and a good friend of mine..I started some serious reading...

am here in New York for last couple of years..I learned how to love what am doing..Never yelled at me saying why did u choose this? ya wanted to do something else..am not that lucky!

Ok..So this is it..It was not that hard as I thought..Now its more difficult to find good topics,that interest others...