<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of raj aandipatti</title><link>http://andipatti.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of raj aandipatti</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>THE  DEFEATED</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face=Helvetica color=#008000 size=4>Defeat   is  colourless......all  alone......you.............................<BR>lick   your  wounds.......thinking,  what  might  have  been......<BR>Your   dreams......lying   shattered......in  myriad   pieces........<BR>What   has  gone   wrong.......?...............................................<BR>Agonising........you   are  all  alone..........................................<BR>World   is  a  very  lonely  place,  for  the  defeated................<BR>The  rejection.....more  painful.....than  the  defeat.................<BR>The  World.....It  loves   a  winner............................................<BR>Damned  be  the  loser............................................................<BR>King   Bruce......?   we  don't  have  time......Move  aside,friend,<BR>We  don't  have  time  for  old   fables.......................................<BR>Show  success,  money,  power  we  will  love  you.................<BR>Worts  and  all...............What  worts....you  don't  have  any...<BR>The  defeated.....he  picks  himself....piece  by  painful  piece,<BR>Stands  up.....to  be  counted...................................................<BR>Only....there  is  no  one  count................................................<BR><FONT color=#000000>They  are  all  busy........currying  favour....with  the  winner....!<BR>RAJ.</FONT></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jul 2007 22:28:42 +0530</pubDate><link>http://andipatti.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/07/15/THE-.html</link></item><item><title>THE  MOTH  AND  THE  FLAME</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT color=#008000><FONT face=Verdana size=4>The   moth........forever  hungrying  for  the  flame......<BR>Death....inevitable,,,,,flame.....irresistable...................<BR>Comsummation....a  fiery  death....self-immolation..?..<BR>Where  is  survival  of  the  fittest...?........................<BR>Self  preservation.....the  prime,,cardinal  rule...........<BR>Given  a  go-by........the  moth,, a dumb  little  creature,<BR>Knows  no  better..................................................<BR>Smug  in  this  knowledge.....feeling  superior.............<BR>Man....self  congratulatory.....forgets.......................<BR>The  flames  of  lust...avarice....jealousy...vengeance...<BR>Consuming  him  every day...................................<BR>In  the  eyes  of  the  Maker,,,aeons  pass....in  a........<BR>twinkling.............................................................<BR>For  Him.....we,  the  moths , self  immolate...............<BR>Irresistable  flames......reducing  us  to  ashes.............<BR>        </FONT><FONT face=Verdana color=#ff0000 size=4>Don't  only  feel  sorry  for  the  moths....!...........<BR>RAJ&gt;</FONT></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 21:12:59 +0530</pubDate><link>http://andipatti.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/24/THE-MOTH-AND-THE-.html</link></item><item><title>GENIUS</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face=Helvetica color=#ff0000 size=4>The    pendulum   swings......one  end  to  another.........................<BR>The    mood  moves  from.....one   extreme  to  another.................<BR>Laughing,,,,crying......knowing  not  what   for................................<BR>Or  rather....what  we  ordinary  mortals   know  not.......................<BR>What   for.......................................................................................<BR>The  world,,  wonders..........what  happened................................<BR>A  spectacle  to  behold,,,,,,,To  be  bewildered............................<BR>Knowing   nothing........A   music,,  A  tune   only  he  hears.........<BR>The  one  we  call  a  genius......or  a   mad man.................?.......<BR>Knowing  nothing,,  he  swings.....from  mood  to  mood..............<BR>Rather   not  bothering  to  know....Indifferent  to  the  world.........<BR>His  reality....totally  different  from  ours.......................................<BR>Does  he  see  a  frenzy  of  colours  we  dont  see......................<BR>Does  he  hear a  bouquet  of  tunes we  dont  hear.....................<BR>Does  he  feel  a  dance  of  words    we  dont  feel......................<BR>Is  he  not  mad....not  to  see,feel...hear only  what  we  do......?..<BR>            <FONT color=#000000>Which  is  reality?......His  or  Ours......................?...........<BR>RAJ.</FONT></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2007 19:59:57 +0530</pubDate><link>http://andipatti.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/16/GENIUS.html</link></item><item><title>THE  UNUSUAL  LOVE  STORY</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT face=Helvetica color=#ff00ff size=4>This   is  a  story.......an  unusual  love  story........................<BR>Told  on  the  cyber space.....happens  only.........................<BR>On  the  cyber  space............................................................<BR>He,,,  the  hero........expressing....ventilating  his  ideas........<BR>The  anonymity   of  the  net .....a  release  for  pent  up....<BR>feelings,,,,,emotions..............................................................<BR>She,  the  heroine........surfing  the  net....searching  for......<BR>Meaning......a  barren  life,, a  succession  of  lifeless.........<BR>Duties...................................................................................<BR>They  meet.....on  the  net.......find  comraderie,  companion..<BR>Love  blossoms.......An  empty   life, suddenly  acquiring.......<BR>Meaning,,,  rhythm.................................................................<BR>The  world.......not  wise  not  to  know..................................<BR>The  knowledge  secret.................sweet.................................<BR><FONT color=#000000>So  what  if  he  is  65   and  she    sweet   56.........................!<BR>RAJ.</FONT></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 10 Jun 2007 20:28:56 +0530</pubDate><link>http://andipatti.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/10/THE-UNUSUAL-LOVE-.html</link></item><item><title>MIGRATION</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face=Helvetica color=#ff0000 size=4>IN  my  inbox,  I  find  mails  in  decreasing  numbers..................<BR>Prolific   writers  with  prodigious  outputs  have  suddenly.........<BR>Gone   silent.........due  to  lack  of  time,  I  visit  my  Iland..........<BR>Once  in   while.........My  inbox  used  to  be  choke-a-block......<BR>With  posts.........Now  even  if  I  visit  after  days,,I find  not.....<BR>Many..........I  wonder  if  my  I'land  friends  are  migrating  to....<BR>Other  sites.<BR>RAJ.</FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2007 20:33:21 +0530</pubDate><link>http://andipatti.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/03/MIGRATION.html</link></item><item><title>SOCIALISM</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT face=Helvetica size=4>Socialism   has   arrived  in  India.  The  votaries  of  socialism<BR>like  the  ilks  of  yadavs,  Mulayam  and  sharad  and  laloo,not<BR>to  forget  the  GOP   and  the  assorted  Lohiaites  and  the<BR>comrades  can  rejoice...............<BR>               The  low  cost  carriers  have  made  flying  available<BR>to  the  common  man.  Kudos  to  them. And  the  man  on  the<BR>street  is  flying  and  how !<BR>               The  unmistakeable  sign  is  the  toilets....................<BR>you  have  seen  the  graffiti  that  adorn  the  toilets  in  the  trains. Lewd<BR>and  obscene.<BR>               Recently  I  was  in  chennai  airport  and  on  visiting<BR>the  toilet  I  found  the  same  graffiti  and  language  we  find<BR>in  the  train  toilets.........................<BR>               That  means  that  the  Aam  Aadmi  is  flying  and<BR>socialism  has  arrived  with  a  bang.<BR>                Long  live  socialism   and  we  are  truly  becoming<BR>an  egalitarian  society. <BR>                Amen  to  that.<BR>RAJ.</FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 22 May 2007 19:36:09 +0530</pubDate><link>http://andipatti.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/05/22/SOCIALISM.html</link></item><item><title>THE  VICTIMS</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT face=Helvetica color=#ff0000 size=4>Here    I   stand     at    corner........the   Accused.........................<BR>There  is  she.......the   Accuser.....her   eyes...............................<BR>Angry...........with  a  hint  of  tears.......a  remembrance................<BR>Of  all  opportunities  lost,   all  that  warmth,................................<BR>A    cold   comfort..........................................................................<BR>Where   all   the  love  has  gone.............?..................................<BR>Who  is  to  blame.....she  or  me.....or  the  struggle...................<BR>Called    Life.......?........................................................................<BR>Leaving  no  energy  to  live  a  Life.............................................<BR>There   we  stand.....the  Accuser........the  Accused....................<BR>Both   victims................gaping  at  Life.<BR>RAJ.</FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2007 20:31:55 +0530</pubDate><link>http://andipatti.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/05/20/THE-.html</link></item><item><title>EASTER</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT color=#800080><FONT face=Verdana size=4>Neeyum....Njanum.....snehathil...................<BR>Namoru  ....swargam....deivathil.............<BR>Softly  sings  sabu................................<BR></FONT><FONT face=Verdana color=#000000 size=4>[you  and  me, in friendship, paradise.....<BR>here  on  earth]<BR></FONT><FONT color=#800080><FONT face=Verdana size=4>Easter...........the  day  of  hope  eternal...<BR>HE  told  us......love  thy  neighbour........<BR>No  other  commandment is  bigger........<BR>In  appreciation, we  hanged  HIM..........<BR>Hanged  HIM  on  the  cross..................<BR>HE  rises  from  the  dead......................<BR>Resurrection......Renewal  of  hope.........<BR>Sneha  swarupan  naduvingal...............<BR>Nalloru........Naleye     .....kanmoo Nam.........<BR></FONT><FONT size=4><FONT face=Verdana><FONT color=#000000>[In  the  midst  of HIM,  an  embodiment<BR>of  Love.....we  shall  see  a  better morrow]<BR></FONT>RAJ.<BR>.<BR>.<BR></FONT></FONT></FONT></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 08 Apr 2007 11:05:40 +0530</pubDate><link>http://andipatti.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/04/08/EASTER.html</link></item><item><title>MINIATURIZATION</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT face=Verdana color=#0000ff size=4>Miniaturization.....the  modern  world.......<BR>Swears   by  it.....megabytes,gigabytes.....<BR>Crammed  into  chips, getting  thinner.......<BR>Minis  and  microminis, universe  gets.......<BR>Shrunk  by  the  day..............................<BR>Progress  with  a  capital  P....stares  at.....<BR>Our  faces............................................<BR>Family  too  gets  truncated, atomic  family,<BR>Nuclear  family.....................................<BR>People,,  self centred....gratification  of.....<BR>Senses......paramount...........................<BR>Either  flow  with  the  tide....or  get  blown<BR>Away..................................................<BR>Do  we,  in  the  process...get  miniaturized<BR>Our  emotions.....bondings....values.........<BR>Do  they  get  smaller,  narrower.............?<BR>Are  we witnessing................................<BR><FONT color=#000000>Miniaturization  of   man........................?<BR></FONT>RAJ.<BR></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 15:31:01 +0530</pubDate><link>http://andipatti.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/04/06/MINIATURIZATION.html</link></item><item><title>WORDS</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face=Helvetica color=#008000 size=4>I  am  a  miser.....miser  with  my  words.............<BR>Words.....are.....precious,,,not  to  be.................<BR>Strewn  heedlessly.......needlessly.....................<BR>Holding  fast  to  my  bosom,  comfort    on  a....<BR>Cold    lonely   night.......words  light  up...........<BR>My  world.......warmth,,,comraderie....................<BR>Words......they  are  true  loyalists,,,never  letting<BR>me   down..........................................................<BR>The  flights  of  fancy.........taking  wings.............<BR>Charting   unknown   skies.................................<BR>Friends   appear,  fascination  over written  word<BR>A  common  bond.........A  sharing.....................<BR>Amusing......sometimes  leaving  one  bemused<BR>Words..............................................................<BR>Where  will  we  be  without  your comforting....<BR>Presence.....?<BR><FONT color=#000000>RAJ.<BR>[For  all  those  who  love  to  blog......]</FONT></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 20:43:41 +0530</pubDate><link>http://andipatti.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/03/29/WORDS.html</link></item></channel></rss>