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Tuesday, January 15, 2008
dear frens,
getting separated from our dear ones are some heart pain!! yeah.! i think i am gonna go thru it soon. in less than 10 days that is.. though words cannot describe about the people i have met in this school, i think i cant resist adding a wonderful poem i saw online.
Moving on and meeting new people Seems like the most interesting thing New buddies, new galpals A whole new world to explore
At first, tears never came and overflowed All there was was excitement Laughter, amazement and gladness For the final year in MDIS about to be uncovered But during the last days, things changed.
Memories and good times of the past shone, Clouded our minds as we thought of leaving While all the emotions altogether brewed. All of a sudden, tear-floods overflowed, unmanageable.
Rivers of crystalline tears mixed with sobs, Reminiscing the past seemed to be hard. To grasp the thought was unbearable.
"Why do I cry?", I asked. I always wanted to leave, didn't I? "Can't wait to get out of here" were my initial words But why and why now are my questions.
Sadness creeps in and heart full of sorrow As I sat with clouded eyes, still crying. Nothing will be lost, I thought.All's well. I'll look forward to tomorrow.
All of these are foolish things to say. Foolish...fooling myself is what I'm doing. All the friends and teachers that I've known Cannot be replaced in any way.
Sure, new experiences will come. But will these outshine the old ones? Love and understanding have grown for just one year. Hard to comprehend why it's all ending.
Life goes on, they say. But now all I want is life to be as it is. Joy fills my heart in this place. Nothing more to ask for, I prayed.
Goodbye...goodbye...final goodbye In these last few days of woe and sorrow. Tears mixed with laughter echoes in the halls As the cover closes in the final days of this chapter.
such a wonderful poem!! guys.. this poem is especially dedicated to all my tourism buddies, and also not forgetting all my other frens i have got in MDIS...
6:15 AM
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Monday, January 14, 2008
i didnt noe tht my name has some hidden meaning to it...
What Pravina Nair Means
You are influential and persuasive. You tend to have a lot of power over people.
Generally, you use your powers for good. You excel at solving other people's problems.
Occasionally, you do get a little selfish and persuade people to do things that are only in your interest.
You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.
You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.
You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.
You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.
You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.
You have the classic "Type A" personality.
You are very hyper. You never slow down, even when it's killing you.
You're the type of person who can be a workaholic during the day... and still have the energy to party all night.
Your energy is definitely a magnet for those around you. People are addicted to your vibe.
You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.
You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.
You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.
You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.
My thanks to all those who have sent me emails this past year........ I must send my thanks to whoever sent me the one about rat shit in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet towel with every envelope that needs sealing.
Also,I now have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.
I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny Brown); who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.
I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program .........
Or from the senior bank clerk in Nigeria who wants me to split $7 million with me for pretending to be a long lost relative of a customer who died intestate.
I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.
I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.
Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.
Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca-Cola because it can remove toilet stains and explodes with mentos.
I no longer can buy petrol without taking a man along to watch the car so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm filling up.
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.
I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica , Uganda , Singapore and Uzbekistan .
Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my bum.
And thanks to your great advice, I can't even pick up the £5.00 I found dropped in the car park because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.
If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhoea will land on your head at 5:00pm this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump.
I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbour's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician.
By the way....a South American scientist after a lengthy study has discovered that people with low IQ who have infrequent sexual activity always read their e-mails with their hand on the mouse.
Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late!
dun u just love this email.... its so damn true..
6:16 AM
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munbe VAA..
Thursday, January 3, 2008
well, i was wondering what we could do for todae.. i got reminded of a story which was told by none other than our very own shah.. i always thought he could sing and write songs, but for a change he had tried script writing too... this is onli the story line. songs and main picture yet to be taken.. and here goes.
hero is a poet
he likes to write alot of poems and world famous too
he loves to explain eveything nicely...
and so one day he was riding his bike to his work place
and eventualy he bumped her down.
he saw her.. the beautiful face, attractive features..
he was mesmerised by her beauty and fall in love in first sight
but as you know.. the hero likes thanimai..
he likes to do everything alone
so he didnt want a relationship.....
the girl was shouting and scolding him
(((intha edathuley munbe vaa theme music...)))
but he couldnt hear a word she was saying
he was actually admiring her..
all along....
intha edathuley oru situation song... lights! camera! action!!
then she kicked his bike then only then he regained consiousness.
she was demanding for a sorry!
heroine: dai.. sorry sollu! illa naan enna pannuveinnu enakey theriyathu..
hero: maintains silence and keeps lookin at her..
heroine: hello!!! hello!!! iyo! (waves her hand at his face) unaku enna loosa? sorry solla sonna ipadi parkurey!!ippo sorry sollaley, police kupiduvein! sigiram. ennaku time kidaiyaathu..
heroine: yean di nayey? unnaku vera velaiye illaiya? antha paiyan parka romba appavi mathiri irunthan di.. naan than avana pudichi nalla titithein..
heroine fren: kandipa love than paaru..
heroine: podi ivaley! (but then, a small part of her likes him so much. but even she does not noe why..)
(Night time)
both hero and heroine are looking outside the window. at the bright shiny moon. ippo typical tamil padam.! moonley hero parkum pothu heroine mugam theriyum. heroine parkum pothu hero mugam theriyum.. both smile to themselves and tuck themself to sleep..
intha idathililum oru situation song.
camera heads back to the place they first met..
heroine: will he come? will i be able to tell him sorry??(thinks to herself)
hero:aaha.. namma aalu vanthurukey. oru veley ennaku poothiya vera evanachum irrukana??iyo kadavuley!!
hero: aaha.. namma set up vanthuthan.. iyo. (heroine tries to relax, but fails because she felt very nervous.)
heroine paiyana parthu oru look.. (many many feelings.). ( then she bows down and mumbles a few words...)
(the hero thinks that she is scolding him.. but angey than oru twist.. heroine was not scolding.. avaluku than feelings vanthuruchiley!!
hero is standing at the exact spot where he first met the gal..
heroine: paravaley. actually naan ippo unga kitta sorry solla than vanthein. i am sorry too for what happen yesterday..anyways naan ungala manichitein.. ennai manichitingala?
hero: so intha siripuku ennanu artham? coffee ok or not ok??
heroine: oknu artham..
camera gets focused on a coffee house.
(after a long conversation..)
hero: apporam. unga number kidaikuma?
heroine: en number vachi neenga enna seiya poringa.??
hero: seri romba vendam. unga peru??
heroine hands hero a paper. containing numbers..
16+18+9+25+1= my name.
after some confusions and clearing. hero says.. PRIYA...
heroine: ama. haha.. unga peru?
hero: SATHISH
after much hestitation.. heroine gives her number and they chat well and head back home..
lets give a break and watch a comedy..
camera heads back to heroine house... now she is in deep thoughts of hero..but.. intha ethathuley, nama ninaikira mathiri ponnu pattu kidaiyathu!!!no neva! heroine thinks of hero singing a song at night.. which hero did.. he did sing a song..and here is the song...
kathal varlarthathu... but nor did sathish or priya told about their inner feelings.
hero: yean di payapadurey?? neela iruttai parthu payantha irruku?
heroine: (laughs)
aporomsssss orey loves thannnnn...
here is the final final song....!!!!
TITLE OF MOVIE : MUnbE Vaaa...
DIREctOR: PRAVINA NAIR
STORY: SHAH..
ADDITIONAL STORY : PRAViNA NAIR
6:51 AM
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Me,MySelF And I...
PraVinA NaiR
HDHTM08-04FF
Advanced Diploma in TOurism and Hospitality Management
**LoVabLe**DomiNaNt**SwEEt**SoFt**SpeCiaL**CheeRfUL**
**MoNkEY**FriendLy**NaLLaVaL**Great**DeViL**CaRinG**
**SuPer**HaPPiNess** LiVe**DumBA**BRinJal**Good ChaRacTer**
**PreTTy** Down To EarTh** OpEn MinDeD** PisaSu**Gergeous**
Gal with heart of my own, love to make noise, hang out wif
frens and love my family! Love music!! Love rain, love pink
tulips and Red Roses, love the colour pink, purple,
black, white and red, Open Minded, Love Kids, lovable,
straight forward, joker, irritating, Short, small kid by
heart… so much to write but soo little time..
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