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Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Thursday, June 19, 2008

A cool way to chill out

This summer,I decided to beat the heat by joining a swimming club.I didn't know how to swim before then,and the learning experience was therefore something new.I joined a club at TNCA in chepauk and went for 12 classes along with two of my friends.Now I can do the front stroke decently,albeit not getting the breathing technique very well.I suppose I'll get the hang of it in due course of time.

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

N(Not-to-bo-bought) Series

It has been exactly a year since I bought my N70ME.To be truthful,I ain't too happy with it.I generally like devices(especially those with User Interfaces aka UIs) to be fast and responsive.Countless numbers of times mom has caught me giving a slap or two to the CPU when it just doesn't deliver the clock cycles I demand,before I disposed off it and bought a new one.My N70 is simply D-E-A-D slow on opening about everything.Pity that I can't give it a slap,its small for that;nor can I drop it in a fit of rage then I'd find myself with a dead cell phone.Yeah..my dear mobile indeed plays with my emotions though I'm not in love with it ha ha..

Monday, March 10, 2008

I love Shakespeare.Though I admit I have never read any of his plays I have more than once been motivated by quotes which I have come across on the net.I must say these quotations come into play in our lives at least once-they are for all times!Here are some of my favorites:
Action is eloquence.

Blow, blow, thou winter wind Thou art not so unkind, As man's ingratitude.
If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die.

Nothing emboldens sin so much as mercy.

All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages.

What's in a name? That which we call a rose By any other name would smell as sweet.