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Three friends go to a hotel. Before entering, the first one asks the rest,
no: 1) “hey, you have money with you? I have only 30 rupees and I want to fill fuel for atleast 20 bucks.”
no: 2) “I have 15″.
no: 3) “I have 10″.
no: 2) “Okay, we have a total of 35 bucks and I have some change. We can have masala dosa. I think it costs 12 rupees. Fine, lets go!!”
no: 3) “I don’t want masala dosa. Just a cup of tea”.
no: 2) “hey. we have 35 bucks plus change so 12 + 12 + 12 = 36 is okay.”
no: 3) “no. only tea”.
no: 2) “Okay fine”.
The guys enter into the hotel and as the waiter is busy, they just check the menu and finds out that its 15 rupees for a masala dosa. “Gawd!! What if we have ordered for 3 masala dosas?!!!”
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The guy (no: 1 from the above story) is in a local hotel. He first ordered for a masala dosa thinking he has 20 bucks in the pocket at the end of the day. After having dosa, he ordered for some banana fries also. “How much?” “17 rupees sir”. “Okay”. Checked the pocket, got 10 rupees. Searching continued… In the shirt’s pocket… front pockets of the pant… and then the back pocket. Nothing else found. Searched again…
Now got 5 rupees. Searched again… and here atlast the 2 rupees coin!!! Hah! a big sigh of relief…
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In my college days, I walked into India Coffee House and ordered a masala dosa. Ate it, and at the cash counter, I found out that i’m short of 2 rupees. I kept searching the pockets like in the above story, but no good luck. Damn! What would they think? I wasn’t having at least 10 bucks with me and had food from a hotel!! I apologized to the guy at the counter and told him I was pick-pocketed and I would bring back the money soon. I told them they can keep my watch if they need an assurance. The guy at the counter was a nice guy and said it is okay.
The moral of the story is, check your wallet or pocket before you step into a hotel. 
Then:
“The king is naked”
“What?? Hang him!!!”
Now:
“The king is naked”
“Okay. But where are your clothes?
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UPDATES:
Latest update on the mess I had with my friend: He accused me of the following things, when he talked about the incident to someone else.
1) I speak in English at times.
2) I talk about technology and stuff.
For reason 1, yes I do. At times. Because I don’t have so many people around me with whom I can talk in English, so whenever I get a good chance to speak with some friends in English, I do take that chance to save my (already weak) language skills. And am not gonna stop it (cause I want to talk like a stupid and improve). And I think I never did have a good conversation with him in any language other than Malayalam. I wonder how he survive in a city like Bangalore with such inferiority complex.
About the 2nd reason, I do. But never bored him with these talks. I speak with Arun, a tech enthusiast and a planter. He is very much interested in the tech stuff and we used to have good conversations over this. But we made sure that the others don’t get bored with our talks. Especially when we have booze.
So I wonder what could be the real reason for he hit me. I cannot think of anything else other than his inferiority complex. Perhaps guys like him don’t like their friends ever get into a good position in their life, more than their present situation.
What else can be the reason, I wonder!!!
Sen’s request
Song: Amabala puzhe
Movie: Adhwaitham
Music: M. G. Radhakrishnan
Singer(s): M. G. Sreekumar & K. S. Chitra
Song: Aareyum bhaava gaayakanaakkum
Movie: Nakha kshthangal
Music: Bombay Ravi
Singer(s): K. J. Yesudas
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My photoblog is updated.
Music blog is also updated with these new songs.
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I met Rajkumar, a smart boy who sells ice cream near the lake in Kodaikanal. He said he is studying in 8th standard. I asked him how he managed to work and study altogether. He said he work on Sundays only. On the weekdays he would go to school. His parents are coolies and he is doing his own contribution to the family.
I didn’t have to give any advise to this kid. (Infact, I had something to learn from him). I know he learned from his own difficult life and it would make him reach the heights in his life. All the best to him.
Some readers/friends were asking me to put a page that has a complete list of the songs I posted here. So I started a separate blog for the audioblogs. You can access it here: http://songsofjo.blogspot.com/
I have updated my photoblog.
Going to Kodai Hills tomorrow afternoon, see ya all on Monday! 
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I don’t know a thing about Tennis. But when I was in the school, I used to check the sports page not to read the sports news, but to check whether there is any pic of Steffi Graph or Anna Kurnikova. The news paper guys never disappointed me and there would be pics of either of them playing in the tennis court. Half-naked. At times, even the undergarments were shown. Many of the youngsters also look for this still, I guess. We used to talk about this in our friends circle also. “Did you see the koornikova pic in today’s newspaper?” “Her undies were visible in that!”, “yeah, she is so hot!” etc.
At that time, we didn’t bother to think beyond that. Now when I see the newspapers celebrating the Sania ‘mania’, particularly after seeing the picture above, I was thinking what our media is trying to promote. Sports or sex? Sania must be enjoying the celebhood. I cannot blame her. Any 18 year old girl would love to be a celebrity and wouldn’t mind such pics coming out in the papers. But I think her parents should sue the media that gives her the image of a sex symbol more than a good tennis player. Can’t they take good pics of her? Of course they are not celebrating tennis or Sania, it’s the body. No more koornikovas or steffys required. We have a desi player to expose. Great!!!
Shouldn’t there be an LOC for the media in such things?
On the other side there are people released a fatwa on her. Leave the poor girl alone and let her concentrate in the game.
This picture was published in Malayala Manorama, a leading newspaper in Kerala (publishers of The Week magazine) on Tuesday.
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ARR is coming to the Palace Grounds, Bangalore on October 8th, Saturday. I plan to go for that concert.
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saare jahaan se achaa…
hindusthaan hamaaraa…
saare jahaan se achaa….
followed by indistinct speach
vande maatharam vande maatharam…
sujalaam suphalaam…
malayaja seethalaam…
followed by indistinct speach
I heard these when I was about to take a shower in the evening, I thought some programme is going on in the school in the backside of our house. Then it continued. Again and again. What the…? Is it August 15th on a September 20th? Oh yeah! Got it!! Its the part of election campaign. The corporation/municipality/panchayath election ‘festival’ is on Saturday.
People are already planning the pleasure trips for the weekend. Who cares to vote? They say if you do not vote, you are missing the chance to be a part of selecting people of your own choice. But if you do, you are making a fool of yourself. I will most probably be going on a trip to Kodaikanal with some friends. My name is not in the voters list this time. I don’t know why. I voted for the last parliament elections.
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My photo blog is updated.
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IBH’s request — Hari varaasanam
Lyric: Traditional
Music: G. Devarajan
Film: Swami Ayyappan
IBH, sorry it took so long. But I got the karaoke track for this yesterday!
Nithya’s request: Pachai kiLikaL
Music: A. R. Rahman
Movie: Indian
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I’m not sure whether you have come across this amazing color pencil sketches of Nithya Swaminathan. If not, go ahead and see her works. It’s just great! Way to go, Nithya! I envy you!! (and going to try color pencils).
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Song: Thumbi kinnaaram
Movie: Naran
Music: Deepak Dev
Singers: K. J. Yesudas, Gayatri
Song: Uyirin uyire
Movie: Kaakka kaakka
Music: Harris Jeyaraj
Singer: Kay Kay
I wanted to try singing a fast song. Lemme know what you guys think about this.
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My photoblog is updated.
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L: You remember that guy from the next street?
Me: Don’t remember well, what’s his name?
L: Don’t know his name, but he looked like he has a low IQ level and he was in the alter boys (who help with the holy mass in the church) when we were also there.
Me: _______
L: His brother is working in ——- Jewellery shop.
M: Oh yeah!! Now I remember. That guy was an introvert and he got changed recently and now he would look at me and smile and guess what? I have once seen him dancing to the songs in a ganamela in our town hall.
L: Yes, that’s him. I met him near my shop in town today. There is a loader in our shop and he was saying that this guy told him that he needs to have “fun”. He thought of pretending that he is interested and told him to come around the market. He didn’t give a clue about the shop, but the guy found out the shop and was waiting for this man in the corner. And this man asked for my help to get rid of him. I told him I can’t. He faked the boy.
Me: What? You mean a blowjob???
L: Yes.
Me: That guy??? Man!!! I can’t believe it.
L: I don’t know whether he turned out to be a gay or something, but this is for money. I think he doesn’t have any job. So this sure is for money.
Me: Aargh!!!
L: I read about this in a magazine report that the older men prefer girls or boys from 15 to 18 or 20. And most of the boys and girls do this for money. Mostly the boys/girls from financially not sound families do this. A boy said he was first abused by his boss when he was working as a salesman. And then they keep doing this for more money.
Me: I had a discussion on this in my blog recently, about pedophiles. But hey, I still can’t believe it.
L: Me too. But I’ve seen this guy waiting for my employee in the corner.
What is going on around us???
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My photoblog is updated.
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