We Evolve to be what we don't want to be

சட்டையைப் பிடித்து புரளவும் தெரிந்தது கட்டிப் பிடித்து உருளவும் தெரிந்தது நாட்கள், மாதங்கள், வருடங்கள் கழித்து, ரத்தமும் சதையும் வளரும் வேளையில் மூளையும் வளர நினைத்தது சந்தோஷம் ஒன்றே குறியென்ற மழலையை சின்னா பின்னமாக்கி, சமூக அமைப்பில் 'தான்' என்ற என்னமோ மூளையின் மூலையில் ஊடுருவி உடல் முழுதும் பரவியது சந்தோஷம் போனது சாபங்கள் சிரித்தது 'ஏன் வளர்ந்தோம்?' என்று தினம் எண்ணும் அளவிற்கு வாழ்கை, வெறுப்பை வேரோடு பதித்தது பேருந்து நிற்காமல் ஓடிடவே, சக்கரம், ஓடியே தேய்கிறது கடந்து வரும் சாலைகள், குண்டும் குழியுமாய் தூக்கி வாரிப் போட்டிடவே வாழ்கை என்னதும் சக்கரம் வடிவிழந்து போகிறது - சுந்தர் ராம் (03/08/2017) -

உல்லாசம் கொள்வேனோ

உன்னோடு கை கோர்த்து 

உன் கண்ணை நான் பார்த்து 

உன் குரல் தினம் கேட்டு 

உன் சமையல் வாய்ருசித்து 

உன் பெயரை சுவாசித்து 

உனை மட்டும் நேசித்து

உயிரோடு உள்ள வரை

உல்லாசம் கொள்வேனோ?

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கடும் மழையிலும்
கடல் போன்ற வெள்ளத்திலும்
தன் உயிரையும் பொருட்படுத்தாமல்
களத்தில் இறங்கிய இளைஞர்களும்

ரோட்டிலே பீச்சிலே பார்கிலே
வெட்டியாய் திரிந்து செல்பி எடுத்து
செக்-இன் செய்தாலும்
பேஸ் புக் இல் போட்டதும்
தனுஷ்-இன் வி.ஐ.பி படம் போல்
ஒரே நாளில் கூடிய
வேலை இல்லா பட்டதாரிகளும்

வெளியிலே உள்ள ஆபத்தை அறிந்தும்
தன் மகனை தடுக்காமல், உதவித்து
பனி புரிந்திட ஊன்றுகோலாய் இருந்த
அவர்களின் பெற்றோரும்

உதவிய வேற்று மாநில ஹீரோக்களும்  
நிஜ வாழ்க்கை ஹீரோக்களும்
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நாளொன்றுக்கு மூன்று முறை தன்
பிஸியான நாட்களிலும் கூட மக்களுக்காக
அறிவுப்பூர்வமாக, மிகத் துல்லியமாக,
கல்வியூட்டும் விதமாக விதிகளை விவரித்து
முன்கூட்டியே வானில் வருவதுரைத்த
தமிழ்நாடு வெதர்மேனும்

தான் வாழும் குப்பம் அழிந்தாலும்
தவிக்கும் மக்களை மீட்டெடுக்க
படகுகள் கொண்டு வந்து காப்பாற்றிய பின்
நீர் வடிந்த சாலைகளில் குப்பை தொட்டி போல்
நிற்கும் படகுகளை எடுத்துச் செல்ல வழியில்லாமல் ஏங்கும்
மீனவத் தோழர்களும்

கடும் நாற்றமும், கொடும் நோய்களும்
பொருட்படுத்தாமல் குறைந்த கூலிக்கு
பாதளசாக்கடை அடைப்பை அடியோடு சுத்தம்
செய்யும் கடவுள்களும்

இரவு பகல் கண் விழித்து
மக்கள் சொகுசாய் வாழ
வீழ்ந்த மின்கம்பங்கள் ஏறி
மழை நின்ற ஒரே நாளில்
சென்னையின் மின்சார பிரச்சனைகளை  
தீர்த்த ஹனுமன்களும்

தன் காசில் துணி வாங்கி
தன் வீட்டில் சமைத்து
தான் வாடகைக்கு எடுத்த லாரியில்
சென்ற பொருட்களில் ஸ்டிக்கர் ஒட்டியதை
பொருட்படுத்தாமல் சுயநலமற்று
ஸ்டிக்கருடன் பொருட்களை விநியோகித்த
நல்ல உள்ளம் கொண்ட வள்ளல்களும்

தொடர்ந்து நான்கு தினங்கள் தன்
வருமானம் இழந்து பாடலின்றி விளம்பரமின்றி
தூக்கம் துலைத்து மிகச் சிறப்பாய்
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அத்தனை தேவைகளையும்
அணைத்து இணையதளங்களிலும் ஷேர் செய்து
அனைவரையும் சென்றடைய
உறுதுணையாய் நின்ற
ஆன்லைன் ஆதரவாளர்களும்

தன்னார்வத் தொண்டர்களும்
இலவச பேருந்துகள் இயக்கிய கேரள அரசும்
மூங்கில் படகுகள் அனுப்பிய சேலத்து மக்களும்
ஊரிலே எங்கும் பிஸ்கட் ஸ்டாக் இல்லை என்று சொல்லும்
அளவிற்கு உணவுப் பொருட்கள் அனுப்பிய கோவை மக்களும்
வானம் மிலிட்டரி மற்றும் கப்பல் படைகளும்
கர்பினிப் பெண்களை காப்பாற்றிய டாக்டர்களும்
பல மேப்புகளை உருவாக்கிய கீக்கு-களும்
இலவசமாய் மருந்துகள் வழங்கிய மெடிக்கல் ஷாப்பு களும்
இலவசமாய் சவாரி செய்த ஆட்டோ ஓட்டுனரும்
இதுவரையில் உலகில் எங்கும் கண்டிடாத அளவில்
ஒற்றுமையை உணர்த்திய சென்னை மக்களும்  

இது போன்ற மனிதர்கள்
வாழும் இந்த மண்ணில்

வெறி பிடித்த
சில அரசியல் பன்றிகள்
வெட்டிச் சம்பளம் வாங்கிச்
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A Ride to Remember – partly

I know I pressed it too hard, and it got stuck, I think so, but it was too late when I realized that. Can anything be done now? A million thoughts running in my mind, at that instant. I really dint know what to do, I was wondering is there any way this could be a dream. I was wondering what I am going to tell my parents. I had just dropped my dad at his office some 10 minutes back. I was wondering if anybody around is watching me. It was almost like flying in the air, except for that I was holding so tight.

Everything got stuck, it was out of my control, nothing was moving in an expected manner, neither did it stop, but it was sliding, along with me beneath it. First my legs, then my shoulders, now my hands, I was so glad that I had protection for my head, and as I was thinking about it, my helmet kissed the ground and I could hear it screeching over the road, just below my ears, and it all finally came to a halt(Remember the times? when using protection, meant wearing your helmet). I had fallen under the bike, just near to me was the guy sitting on his bike, who was trying to cross the road, panicked and stopped in the middle of the road, who was the reason why I braked so hard.

I was lying on the road, I don’t even remember his face, neither his bike, I was just trying hard to look into his eyes deeply, only to realize that he was looking at me, as a traffic, that got cleared, and paved his way to cross the road.

I stood up, and tried to move my bike out of the road, only to find that the front wheel had got stuck along with the guard, that caused it to skid. With the help of a few fellow human beings I managed to get it to a corner, and somebody brought a mechanic from somewhere, and helped me to get my bike ready.

It was my good, that I had some minor scratches on my hands. Well, helmet – yes, today I got to know, why its necessary. One guy, gave me water did some first aid, helped me fix myself, and my bike and sent me off when I felt comfortable. I was very happy that there are some kind people around us.

And that’s when I thought, I just got a new post to brag, sorry blog about.

I know, that I don’t know

I don’t know……
I don’t know……
I don’t know…… What???
I don’t know many things in this world

I don’t know why I am currently in this place
I don’t know why I am motivated to write this piece of shit
I don’t know why I am here sitting all alone in my room surrounded by walls
I don’t know why I did not get placed in the six companies I attended before Microsoft
I don’t know why the best company came 7th and I was the one for it
I don’t know why this company is not in Chennai
I don’t know why I am posted at Hyderabad
I don’t know why all my friends are at Chennai or Bangalore
I don’t know why I am sitting alone always having nothing to do although I have many things to do
I don’t know why or for whom am I writing this blog

I don’t know how we make friends so easily
I don’t know how each one is different from the other
I don’t know how the relationship with each one seems unique
I don’t know how opinions arise
I don’t know how opinions transform later
I don’t know how we talk to random people online
I don’t know how I get close to people I meet online
I don’t know how they inspire me in writing
I don’t know how they influence my life too
I don’t know how things start and how they end

I don’t know what I am writing now
I don’t know what all I need for my life
I don’t know what all I need for this moment
I don’t know what will be my tomorrow
I don’t know what my neighbours’ faces look like
I don’t know what is inside my bag’s side zip

I don’t know when will I realize what I actually need
I don’t know when will I mature enough to let things happen their own way and not crave for anything
I don’t know when will I buy my first bike
I don’t know when will I end this post

And there are already so many whys, hows, whats and whens in my life.
So, there is absolutely no mistake in not knowing the answers to all the questions in my mind.

Do you have any questions?
But, I don’t have answers :)

Trichy Trip – A start to my vacation

A Sunday morning, I had kept alarm at 6:00 AM snoozing it 5 times and then again resetting the alarm to 7:45 AM, I finally woke up at 8:00 AM. I was starting to my friend’s sister’s marriage at Tiruchi. This was my last chance to meet all my college friends together. We, 8 of us from Chennai had planned for a bus at 10:00 AM in the morning and I messaged all my friends and got ready in an hour and started to Koyambedu by 9:30 AM. Santhosh(mls) reached the bus stand before me and was roaming around there, and I could’nt find him for some ten minutes after I reached there even though we were talking on the phone exchanging landmarks. Then I found him finally and we walked inside towards the place where the Tiruchi buses would stand. Shahul, who reached after both of us was already inside near the Tiruchi bus and he called out our names. Then Vijayakumar K(murky) also joined with us in a few minutes. We enquired with the bus conductor the timings and tickets and booked 8 tickets with him, and told him that 3 of our friends will get in at Perungalathur and we will buy tickets for them now itself. Now, we had to wait for G Sriram, till he arrived in a share auto that left him outside the bus stand, that came very slow stopping at all places waiting for people to board, unlike the buses that drop you inside the CMBT bus stand. Then, the bus started by 10:40 AM finally and we alerted our friends Tamilmani, G Vinoth and Shyam Sundar who were about to board at Perungalathur. In another half an hour we reached Perungalathur and they found our bus correctly somehow and boarded.

Although we were in AC bus, we could’nt feel the coldness, it was a so hot summer afternoon that the sun pierced through the windows of the AC bus and it sweat at times during the journey. It was really fun travelling with friends. We were all chatting aloud with a few of the co-passengers giving a weird look (Manusana thoonga vidamataanga pola) but our mls does’nt matter, whatever happens he slept well, until a stop arrived after some 3 or 4 hours of continuous travel in the heat. We had a stop for lunch. After paying Rs.3 and using the “Ultimately Clean and Hygienic Urinals” we entered the hotel. It was not more than a small tea kada hotel that was unclean, but the menu was like Meals – 115 rupees. Oh god we came out to a shop and bought a few biscuit, chips packets and soft drinks at a rate atleast 10 rupees more than the MRP for each product we bought. I bought some snacks worth Rs.45 at 80 rupees and returned to the bus and started munching them for a few minutes until stomach was full. I had bought too much of them that I saved a packet of Little Hearts ;) for the future. At near five in the evening I came across the name boards of the shops in the road sides that read Tiruchi as the district and I was glad that we have arrived, but the bus travelled for 30 more minutes and got into Tiruchi city and we reached the bus stand by 5:30 PM.

I had got an sms from Yogi saying that he booked rooms for us in Saraswathi Cafe near Mayil mark mittai kadai. I dint know any of those landmarks, anyways we had Shahul with us who has been in Tiruchi until his twelfth standard and he showed the way for us. On the way we saw a bunch of good hotels along with Hotel Ajantha where the marriage was about to happen. We met Yogi on the way to our rooms, Yogi was decorated with chain, bracelet, etc. Sunil had already reached Tiruchi by afternoon and he was co-ordinating the room allotment duties, and as we reached the room he was seeing the IPL match, where I could see a new colour of light green (kili pacha) jersey worn by Chris Gayle and the Scoreboard read a whopping 60-0 of 3 overs. It was like a dream with unusual things happening, along with the kili pacha jersey I surely thought it was a dream, but gladly it was not. We waited in the rooms for our other more friends to come, then we went a small mall in the city near Hotel Femina that Shahul showed to us and bought a gift for the marriage couple after collecting money from all our friends. It was already 8’o clock doing these things but the marriage reception was from 6 to 7:30 PM nobody bothered to notice that. We went to the marriage hall so late that the couple stopped posing for pictures and were about to leave. With Yogi’s recommendation we took a photo with them and then sat in the last bandhi to eat at the night. After coming out of the dining hall, we had a chat with the mappillai interviewing him from all directions, he was so friendly and open-minded. Then we came soon back to the room because a few of our friends wanted to watch a Man U vs Chealsea match in which Man U won. Then we watched tv for some more time and slept off.

I woke up in the morning to find almost some ten people gathered around in the room and asking all of us to get ready for the marriage. We left to the marriage hall at 10:00 AM and atleast we reached before the marriage was over and as soon as the mapillai tied the thali, we all sprinted towards the dining hall but in vain, it was already full and they stopped us and closed the door :(. We waited for sometime to catch seats in the next bandhi and ate well. After eating we were sitting in a gang and planning what to do next but ultimately all the people split into gangues and started leaving to their homes. We had no other choice, we came back to the rooms and had some rest and started to catch the 1’o clock bus to Chennai. This time it was only the 4 of us. The rest had some work at some other place. Again we got an AC bus and slept as soon as we boarded it. The previous AC bus was better. It was sweating almost throughout in this bus. Again, in the middle stop we had for eating we got some snacks and I also had the Little Hearts that I had saved earlier. Almost at 6 we reached Vandalore and it took half an hour to reach the next half a kilometre to Perungalathur after which there was a highway and we reached Koyambedu around 7:30 PM. Not much adventures in this travel, as it was sleepy throughout. And again traffic struck on de way home from Koyambedu it took almost an hour for me to reach my less than 5 kilometre from Koyambedu home. Then after that night’s sleep it has been an as usual overall vetty sitting at home eating, sleeping, watching tv, playing games an typing some useless blog posts like these killing time.

Koing out with friends

It was long since I went for a movie. Maybe I think one or two months. The exams were also over and we decided to go for the much awaited Ko, that had one of our own Assistant Professors from our college writing two songs for the movie. The initial plan was for Thursday but due to some technical difficulties the plan was shifted to Friday. I had asked a few of my friends, Sudarsanan, AV, and Raj, and booked the tickets the previous night. When i opened Satyam’s official website for booking, it had three options like Elite, Premium and Economy. It was sad that I had only economy class was left. How ever it was not one the “economical” classes literally. The prices were Elite-120, Premium-115 and Economy-110 and booking charge Rs.10. So we had booked the 5th or 6th row from the screen, but at the rate of the last seat in a balcony. And i was thinking what could I do with that economically saved 10 rupees of the four of us, and found that the smallest popcorn pack cost Rs.50. These are already-known facts, nothing much to stress on it. Coming to the film, Ko was not one of those normal tamil films, it had everything from comedy to political issues to social messages to some good photography, but for the fact that it had a few unnecessary songs. Many, not all tamil films would be so good without a few songs. The show started at 3:00 PM and ended at 6:10 PM.

This was the time the adventure began, my friend AV had already booked tickets for “Limitless”, an English film at the PVR cinemas. Since he did not know the exact route, I had to take him there before the movie’s time 7:30 PM. We started running out of the theatre as soon as the film got over. As usual Sudarsanan and so raj were walking slowly behind. Saying a bye to them, we started moving faster outside the theatre, AV was asking me directions and I was just pointing to a side and he ran there within a few seconds and I had a hard time following him until we reached the thousand lights bus stand in almost less than 3 minutes, alongside the tempting Hotel Saravana Bhavan. We had two choices of buses, on bus stand was at where we were standing and the other was some 100 metres away after walking some distance straight, and then taking a left and walking more 50 metres. There was a bus heading towards us. Expecting it to stop, me and Av were eagerly waiting for it, until the bus cheated us and kept on moving forward, Oh! Darn, the next stop after a hundred metres was its actual bus stop. As I was before Av I started running towards the bus thinking that he was following me, but I was wrong, he had already overtook me when I was thinking this. I tried very hard to catch up with him I could not. The I started jogging, waving hands to my friend saying Bye man you leave,  but it was my luck that the bus was standing and people still boarding until I jogged till the bus, and finally got some space to stand in the footboard and for some fresh air atleast. Then we took tickets to Valluvar Kottam, but the bus did not have a stop there. So, we were waiting in the footboard and thank god the bus stopped in the signal at Valluvar Kottam. Getting down in the signal and running across the roads when there was just 7 seconds left for the green signal, and finally we reached the bus stand, where we got a sight of few share autos that reach my home via Skywalk, so that it would benefit both of us. We got into the share auto completely sweating,exhausted,wanting for some liquids, and in not more than half an hour we reached Ampa Skywalk. Me too decided to get in as there was almost 40 minutes for his show to start. Then we went to McDonalds and had some coke to compensate the running race we had in Mount road. But AV’s run was awesome covering almost some 50 metres in 2-3 seconds and the whole road watching him. Then, we had dinner, and I left home and AV went to the movie with Sriraam and Sunil.

Advice to AV’s friends: Next time when you go out with him and when you’re late for a movie, you might need a bike to cope up with him.

Last Exams of College Life

It was the day before the first exam of the last semester of my college life at the College of Engineering, Guindy, Anna University. A widely popular subject in the recent times it was, most of my friends who were pursuing to do Masters had this as their area of interest ticked in their Masters applications, none other than the Artificial Intelligence, popularly known as AI among us. Whatever be the case, for a semester examination I used to start studying, at least one day before the examination. But what am I doing now. These were the thoughts running in my mind when I was just sitting with the AI half-taken notes in hand that hardly went more than fifteen pages, on the evening of 14th April 2011, watching Aayirathil Oruvan through the half-open door of my bedroom. I had the notes of Vijay R Kumar, popularly known as the ‘notes-taker’ of our renowned CSE H Batch, but only for the first unit. However I successfully managed to complete it in atmost an hour. How did I forget or rather Where was I when my friends were taking photocopies of his notes of the remaining lessons. It was a sin, not taking the copies and I had to suffer the consequences. As I opened the text book to go through the second unit, it was just I realised, the first 80 pages of the chapter containing the contents of the second unit in syllabus were misplaced by some other junk pages. It was a hell-of-a-day as I went online I found a few powerpoint presentations of various chapters covered under this book in my mailbox sent by Sriraam A S, but in vain. There were missing ppts for a few chapters, one of them exactly being the missing pages in my textbook. All were going against me as I decided to call Someshwaran E(Enga College Guru). He told he was almost finished with the syllabus and I asked him to come to college as early as possible the next day. Sudarsanan K and me reached the college at 8:30 AM for the 2:00 PM examination and we were eagerly waiting for Somesh to come and save our ass. Looking into the roads finally we found a very lean and quite tall figure walking towards us, cheeeze it Somesh. He was well prepared with all the units and summarized each and every part of every unit at a pace that we were comfortable in learning with and we almost finished the entire AI by 1:00 PM. From then, we had already decided that for all exams, Somesh is the key. From then we had principles of programming languages and User Interface Design, both taught to us by Somesh. The only sad part was Some was not in our elective called Soft Computing and there was noone to teach the full thing although it was very small. However we managed to complete that exam too. Starting from 6th semester I guess, from the assessments to semesters, almost 50 percent of what I learn is from Somesh, and this time it was almost like he taught the full things. He was also the one used to submit assignment/projects first before anyone and was being used like a test set in those case. (For instance, submitting your thesis even before anyone finished it fully and getting mokka that the color of the cover should not be white and it must be pink, rebinding and resubmitting it thereby making it easier for others). And also not to forget Vijay R Kumar for his notes. The first time was in the 3rd semester algorithms when I failed badly in the first internals did I start taking copies of his notes and from then found no other text book as simple as that and continued to use it for all subjects and managing to get good grades. A part of my B.E. degree belongs to you guys Somesh and Vijay R. No, not only me, but almost half of our class depended on you for their exams. Good luck guys for your forthcoming days. (PS: And Somesh try being lesser pandu in office atleast)

Banking State – How to create an account at the State Bank of India

I had got this news that we needed an sbi account for the refund of the caution deposit in our college. I have been trying to create one for almost the past two months finding no time in college. And, finally decided to visit a branch near my home, as it would be easy even after the college gets over.

State Bank of India (Mogappair Branch) – Day 1

I had got this “Account Opening Form” already from an sbi in my college and filled it up, also having the so-called proof documents for opening an account, I entered inside the bank. People people everywhere. Even in the temples where we get sakkara pongal for free, we can find lesser people. I went in and asked a guy Where should I submit the documents for creating a new account? He pointed to a small cabin where I could see a 40-50 year old nerdy guy. That guy sent me back home saying, the timings are over. I went in by 12 o clock, and I was like What the f**k? What are the timings? He told the timings for opening an account is separate and is from 9 to 11 only(Damn sure, its only for this branch). Ok, it was not my day. I came back home and carried on with my routine work.

State Bank of India (Mogappair Branch) – Day 2

I made up my mind, Whatever happens I’m opening my account today. I reached the bank after  a five minute walk and entered the cabin of the nerdy guy(it was 10’o clock by then). He was like, Why are you so late? I told you the timings are 9 to 11. I told Yeah, thats what I’ve come at 10. He argued more like it was the sin of my lifetime to have come at 10’o clock and he stressed that I could’ve come at 9’o clock. I was standing like a criminal accused of doing some illegal act for the next five minutes beside him. And after working on the request of the other customers, he finally took the form from my hand and started checking the proofs. After checking the proof acting highly indifferent, he gave it back with a verified signature and forwarded me to a peon for punching a seal. The peon was like Naanga illana indha bank ellam iyanguma. He made me wait for some 10 to 15 mins, digging into all of his pockets getting some 20 bucks, asking his ’assistant’ to get tea or coffee for him, and when I interfered he told Enna avasaram konjam porumaya irunga, then his so-called assistant came back empty handed and he got back the twenty and kept it in his secret pocket in his pant digging it even more deeper, and then came into the mood of taking the seal and punching it on my  account opening form. Now I had to get all the particulars verified by another lady, which took some 10 more minutes. The one thing she did was like she wrote 1000 rupees in a column where the amount i was to pay initially must be filled, without even asking me. I had only 500 :( And before visiting the next person for the formalities I had to go outside and take another 500 from my Canara Bank account using the sbi atm :P , Finally I had to goto a single window operator counter who entered all my details into her computer peeking into the monitor. Then she sent me to the first nerdy guy telling me to show the form to him. He saw my form looked into his computer, clicked some random buttons and copied some random numbers into my form. It was when I thought that was my account number, but I was wrong. He sent me back the counter and then she clicked some random buttons and used that big random number and now again sent me back to the same nerdy guy. I was like Ennaya enna pandhu maari thooki potu velayadureenga. But, thank god that was the last throw in the registration phase, the guy clicked some buttons to get a number and he told me this was my account number and wrote it on the form and sent back the counter, where she got back the form and told me to put money in the account. Oh man! I had one more form to fill. Then finally after depositing money in the account, she took a new passbook, printed the details, printed the first transaction, gave me a register to sign, then asked me to stick a photo at the last page of the passbook (It was in the first page in most of the banks) and get it attested by another lady who I had to visit now. She was busy putting seals and attestations over a few cheques and I had to wait for sometime before getting attested. And after that finally , I have created my sbi account. I had come in at 10’o clock and it was more than 12 when i stepped out of the office. Never thought this would consume so much time, unlike the Canara bank account that i created during the joining of college in less than 10 mins. Whateva!! I decided from now on, I’m never gonna close any of these bank accounts hereafter, may anything happen…..

My first Kavidhai

அதிகாலையில் எழுந்து அலுவலகம் சென்று
மாலை வரை மாடுபோல் உழைத்து
மாதா மாதம் ஊதியம் பெற்றாலும்
சாலையில் கிடக்கும் ரூபாய் நோட்டு
சிரித்து கொண்டே வா வா என்கிறது!!!!