anEEsh

Copying from Orkut thread in the community "Aneesh"

1) aneesh means Parama Sivan

aneesh is originated from 'aneesan'
aneesan means 'aniyude eesan'(eesan of ani).
ani is parvathi.aneesan is parama sivan

2) aneesh means hanuman !

3) As per the oxford hindi-to-hindi dictionary Aneesh means SUPREME or SHIV JI

4) it is also da name of a star in tamil mythology

5) "aneesh" means ...'ann' ka 'eesh' ...God of Grains or food or one who fulfills everyones hunger.

6) aneesh is converted from anees in arabic whihc means "a good friend"

7) The Hindu name Aneesh is derived from the negative prefix `an' followed by `Isha' meaning possessor. The combination means `one who has no master' and is applied to both Vishnu, the protector amongs the hindu trninity, and to Shiva, the destroyer. Vishnu has a much less austere aspect than Shiva. Shiva is more worshipped in the south of India, than in the North. Vishnu has more a pastoral element of playfulness and cunning, and pure devotion, bordering on the love of a woman for her man, as a means of worship found expression more among the worshippers of Vishnu than amongst those of Shiva.

8) NeeSH means "wish to go"
Aneesh means No wish to go

10) In Telugu ANEESH means Ruler of earth....


I only knew of 5 and 7. Thanks to all the Aneesh's for sharing there knowledge.

les champs-elysees

It was during my first trip to France (May 2007) that i visited Avenue Champs-Elysses, this very famous road in Paris. Literally meaning the Elysian/Blessed Fields. The pronouncation best exemplifies the fact that what you write in French in not what you speak and what you speak is not what you write and didn't get it right till i heard this song which stuck in my head !

Having songs stuck in your head is bad enough, but when it’s in a foreign language you can’t speak and can’t look up in Google it’s even worse! (quoting from Ruben Shades blog).

Two months later and back in France i rediscover the song and the singer. Its a classic from Joe Dassin a French Speaking American expatriate musician. Thanks to the French course i can make some sense of the lyrics :) Here is the translation from ParoleLyrics.

Je m'baladais sur l'avenue le cœur ouvert à l'inconnu
J'avais envie de dire bonjour à n'importe qui
N'importe qui et ce fut toi, je t'ai dit n'importe quoi
Il suffisait de te parler, pour t'apprivoiser

Aux Champs-Elysées, aux Champs-Elysées
Au soleil, sous la pluie, à midi ou à minuit
Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-Elysées

Tu m'as dit "J'ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous
Qui vivent la guitare à la main, du soir au matin"
Alors je t'ai accompagnée, on a chanté, on a dansé
Et l'on n'a même pas pensé à s'embrasser

Aux Champs-Elysées, aux Champs-Elysées
Au soleil, sous la pluie, à midi ou à minuit
Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-Elysées

Hier soir deux inconnus et ce matin sur l'avenue
Deux amoureux tout étourdis par la longue nuit
Et de l'Étoile à la Concorde, un orchestre à mille cordes
Tous les oiseaux du point du jour chantent l'amour

Aux Champs-Elysées, aux Champs-Elysées
Au soleil, sous la pluie, à midi ou à minuit
Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-Elysées

I strolled on the avenue, open to everything
I wanted to say hello to anyone
No matter who - and it was you, I said anything to you
It was enough to speak to you, to calm down.

On the Champs-Elysées, on the Champs-Elysées
With the sun, under rain, at midday or midnight
There is everything you want on the Champs-Elysées

You told me "I’ve got an appointment in a basement with the nutjobs"
Who live with guitar in hand, from evening to morning
Then I accompanied you, we sang, we danced
And we didn’t think of kissing

On the Champs-Elysées, on the Champs-Elysées
With the sun, under rain, at midday or midnight
There is everything you want on the Champs-Elysées

Yesterday night, two strangers and this morning we’re on the avenue
Two lovers dazed by the long night
And the star at the place de Concorde, an orchestra of a thousand chords
All the morning birds sing the love

On the Champs-Elysées, on the Champs-Elysées
With the sun, under rain, at midday or midnight
There is everything you want on the Champs-Elysées

Looking forward to visiting Paris again and Champs-elysees ofcourse !

cours français

En août, J'ai pris un cours pour apprendre le français chez Aliance Fracias à Grenoble. Dans la photo m'accompagnant être - Dileep d'Inde, Sabrina et Sarah de Dubaï/Londres, Mami du Japon, Roberto du Cuba, Davi du Brésil, Hamid d'Iran et notre professeur Isabell de France. Sept nationalités en une photograph !

In August, I took a course to learn french at Aliance France in Grenoble. This In the photo accompanying me are - Dileep from India, Sabrina and Sarah from Dubai/London, Mami from Japan, Roberto from Cuba, Davi from Brazil, Hamid from Iran and our professor Isabell from France. Seven Nationalities in one Photograph !

Fête du Lac - Annecy 2007

It was on couple of weeks ago on 4th of August 2007 when we saw the grand spectacle of Fete du Lac (Fesitval of the Lake) at Annecy. While i was enjoying the feu d'artifice (fireworks) the friend accompnying me was busy making a video of the same on his camera and missing all the fun. I told him not to do so ! as definately someother guy will do his job and post it online on Youtube.

To my Surprise when i looke it up there was not not one but 86 videos of the same :)

Proves a point. Maybe ?

Grenoble

Gare grenoble

Kindergarten near Saint Bruno

Bois Franicas

MINATEC - Work

wear sunscreen

I hope you have listened to this amazing song credited to Baz Luhrmann / watched its touching video. Highly recommended !

Out of curiosity a made a Google Search on the same and was amazed to find that the lyrics of the song were actually written by Mary Schmich a journalist with the Chichago Tribune. She described the column as the speech she would give if invited to speak at a college commencement. As she perceived the event to be unlikely, she dispenses the advice in her column titled "Advice, like youth, probably just wasted on the young".

There have been a lot of parodies and spoofs over the song in the past few years. Some notable notorities include

• Drink Bear
• The Piled Higher and Deeper Strip
  
• And my favourite the Usenet post - "Use text editors" !
  

Adding Snapshots !

Just added Snapshot to the blog ! Really useful tool, check out by hovering on any of the links on the Blog !

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the incrorrigible sardar

Khushwant Singh :

I grew up on this guy. I was first introduced to his penmanship by his stories "the sparrows" and "the mark of vishnu" , which feature in the textbooks for CBSE. The adoration grew when i was introduced to his column - "With Malice towards one and all" in Hindustan Times by my grand father. Ever since i look forward to a new dose of malice comprising his views on national / international affairs every lazy Saturday morning. His columns was one of the reasons i switched back to Hindustan Times when it was launched in Bombay.

I recently read his novel - "I shall not hear the Nightingale" and am looking forward to get my hands on some more of his works from the 70s. I salute him for his secularism, his acidic wit, his courage to call a spade a spade, his scholarship and knowledge which comes from the being the business of celebrating the written word for more then six decades.

In 2007 he was honoured with Padma Vibhushan by the President of India. Outlook recently did a cover on him. At 92 the sardar is still rocking with a bottle of whisky in hand and beautiful women by his side.

Khushwant Singh on L.K. Advani : I have told him to his face, "You don’t drink, you don’t smoke, you don’t womanise. Such men are dangerous".

To Kill a Mocking Bird

To Kill A Mocking Bird - by Harper Lee

I completed this around a week back, absolutely gripping and romp of read.

Its a semi-autobiographical narrative (also the only novel everwritten by) Harper Lee, about a brother and sister growing up in asmall town in Alabama. What i really loved about it was the very vividdescription of childhood trifles, the father-child relationship andhow the personalities of different people we interact with inchildhood, defines our perception of the world in adult life.

It forces one to take the memory train back to the school days, whenthere was no placement/apping nbd, no weekly meeting with the advisor,and when we were really really happy.

SHE DWELT AMONG THE UNTRODDEN WAYS

SHE dwelt among the untrodden ways
Beside the springs of Dove,
A Maid whom there were none to praise
And very few to love:

A violet by a mossy stone
Half hidden from the eye!
--Fair as a star, when only one
Is shining in the sky.

She lived unknown, and few could know
When Lucy ceased to be;
But she is in her grave, and, oh,
The difference to me!

- Williams Wordsworth

Virtual Marathon !

To move ahead of others in the race, you gotta either invite your friends to join in ! or donate to CRY. Pretty original marketing gimmick, hitting the competitive spirit right on the dot !



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help with choosing computer configuration ?

Check this out :
http://supercomputingforpedestrians.blogspot.com/

I am putting a web-version of a friend's request. Hope it helps !

A poem for me

You and me....

'You' mitigating all my worries...

'You' making a soporific situation vivid....

'You' as a motivation for me to ameliorate...

Your touch leaving a long lasting impression on my soul...

Your scintillating words flattering me....

and me...

'Me' endeavouring to be vivacious like you....

'Me' striving to be implicated with you....

'Me' searching in u..one who would listen to my nonsensical jabber..

still abstaining to talk......

'Me' always exploring my love for 'You'.................

Feeling on Cloud Nine :) !

I love mumbai

Am sending the following snaps taken at Marine Drive Chaupaty on 19th Feb to the Hindustan Times - I Love Mumbai contest. Top prize is 50K. Fingers crossed ;)

Got to be Aishwarya !

Acting by the list of things "To Do - before Graduating", I wanted to see a Theatre Performance at NCPA/ Prithvi. Though i have seen a couple of theatre performances at IITB during Mood Indigo, i found it much different at NCPA. Its like, you buy a buy a 2 Rs ticket and see an elephant at the zoo, or you go on a wildlife expedition and watch him standing in the middle of the river, taking a bath with his extended family. Point i want to emphasize is the difference in the "milieu".

The play we watched was "Got to be Aishwarya", starring Tom Alters. Its a play about a Father-daughter relationship, with the girl searching for her father who estranged her two decades ago ( A rather un-apt title ). I found it moving and comic at the same time. Post the performance had a nice stroll on Marine Drive and dinner at Pizzeria, no better way to spend a Sunday evening.

Tid-Bits :

• NCPA is located at the end of Marine Drive at Nariman Drive, Walking distance from Church Gate station.
  
• Tickets cost Rs 200 per person ! ( little expensive but better then draining 150 Rs on a movie )
  
• Not to miss the Art Connoisseurs and their etiquette's, who visit the place in droves.
  
• More about NCPA at : www.ncpamumbai.com and about Theatres in Mumbai at : www.mumbai theatreguide.com

The Stig !

Some say, He sleeps upside down like a bat. All we know is, he's called The Stig.

Some say, If you tune your radio to 88.4 FM you can actually hear his thoughts. All we know is, he's called The Stig.

Some say, He does not see like humans do, instead he sees numbers in green scrolling down. (A reference to The Matrix ). All we know is, he's called The Stig.

Some say, He is illegal in 17 U.S. states. All we know is, he's called The Stig.

Some say, He can catch fish with his tongue. All we know is, he's called The Stig.

Some say, His voice can only be heard by cats. All we know is, he's called The Stig.

Some say, The outline of his left nipple is exactly the same shape as the Nürburgring. All we know is, he's called The Stig.

Some say, His first name really is "The". All we know is, he's called The Stig

Some say, Long before anyone else he realised that Jade Goody was a racist, pig-faced, waste of blood & organs. (Greeted with a lot of applause) All we know is, he's called The Stig.

Inspired from a wingie's About Me on Orkut. Above are some of my all time favourate Stig introductions. A more comprehensive list can be found on WikiQuote. The real identity of The Stig is still a controversial, as the legend grows. As of know "All we know is, he's called the Stig".

Worlds Smallest Hard Drive

Toshiba's 0.85 inch 8Gb hard drive weighs in at only 2 grams.



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Murud Janjira Trip

My mood was upbeat about the planned trip to murud beach and janjira fort. as despite 4 and a half years of living in bombay, i have never had a proper hangout at a beach (short trips to - marine drive and juhu chaupati.. which are more about food then water do not count ).. So it was on the top of list of things "To Do - Before graduation from IIT-Bombay".

Anyway being the eternal optimist i am, i slept at 3:30am hoping to get up by a 5:30am alarm to meet with rest of the gang at 5:45am. After stretching the snooze function on my cell phone to its maximum (which i must confess, i almost always do), i finally got up at 6:10 ! and hurried to hostel-8 the pre-deicded rendezvous. We started at 8:30 finally, after a much exasperating waiting for the sumo driver to show up (with pawan reiterating atleast a dozen of times - that he will beat the shit of the travel agent).

The next 4 hours was a front seat drive + iPod music + constant supply of food from the gang behind. I was delighted with the some of the scenes i got to see - women carrying firewood, children coming back from school and a rather unusual villager donning shades sitting “thakur” style on the “belgari”, as if posing for the passer byes.

We reached at the at Jajnira around noon, passing murud and kashid beaches in between.

Here is some historical background about the Janjira Fort - Murud-Janjira is the name of an insular fort and a former principality situated on the coast of the Konkan. The site is presently included in the district of Raigad in Maharashtra, India. The fort was first built by Habshis, African Muslim slaves from Somalia and held it ever since. The fort in it’s presently from is 350 years old, which the guide wrongly informs to be built in 11^th century. This is the only fort in 700+ km coastline of Maharashtra which remained unconquored. With a height of over 90ft above sea and 20 ft strong foundation, it took 22 years to build the fort. Attacked by the Portuguese, the British, Shivaji, Knhoji Angre and Sambhaji, the fort remained unconquored. Sambhaji went ahead and constructed a fort in a nearby island (Padamdurg Fort, now known as Kasa). Janjira is an Arabic word meaning an inland. To reach the fort once has the option to taking a sail boat ride which BTW is awesome.
More information about Janjira can be found at :

1. http://www.murudjanjira.com/

2. History about Murud Janjira - WikiPedia : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murud-Janjira

3. Murud Janjira Satellite image in Google Maps.

Returning back from the Janjira fort we headed for lunch at a restaurant located at the Murud seaside and took a short sojourn before hitting the beach. Time flied as I had golly of a time battling the seawaves, playing all kind of stupid games from 2 player football, to footer-golf. Soon it was twilight, and it was a spectacular view seeing the sun sinking down into the ocean. We had sumptuous diet at BTC – Vashi on the trip back.

All in all a very successful trip!