Sometimes it comes back to us!!

This is a forward which I got over the mail. when analyzed with one's philosophical skills, there's a lot of meaning that can be imbibed in different aspects.
Read through and find my analysis at the end.

At the 1994 annual awards dinner given for Forensic Science, AAFS

President Dr Don Harper Mills astounded his audience with the legal complications of a bizarre death.

Here is the Case:
On March 23, 1994 the medical examiner viewed the body of Ronald Opus and concluded that he died from a shotgun wound to the head. Mr. Opus had jumped from the top of a ten-story building intending to commit suicide. He left a note to the effect indicating his despondency. As he fell past the ninth floor his life was interrupted by a shotgun blast passing through a window, which killed him instantly. Neither the shooter nor the deceased was aware that a safety net had been installed just below the eighth floor level to protect some building workers and that Ronald Opus would not have been able to complete his suicide the way he had planned.

"Ordinarily, " Dr Mills continued, "A person, who sets out to commit suicide and ultimately succeeds, even though the mechanism might not be what he intended, is still defined as committing suicide." That Mr. Opus was shot on the way to certain death, but probably would not have been successful because of the safety net, caused the medical examiner to feel that he had a homicide on his hands.

In the room on the ninth floor, where the shotgun blast emanated, was occupied by an elderly man and his wife. They were arguing vigorously and he was threatening her with a shotgun. The man was so upset that when he pulled the trigger he completely missed his wife and the pellets went through the window striking Mr. Opus. When one intends to kill subject "A" but kills subject "B" in the attempt, one is guilty of the murder of subject "B".

When confronted with the murder charge the old man and his wife were both adamant and both said that they thought the shotgun was unloaded. The old man said it was a long-standing habit to threaten his wife with the unloaded shotgun. He had no intention to murder her. Therefore the killing of Mr. Opus appeared to be an accident; that is, if the gun had been accidentally loaded. The continuing investigation turned up a witness who saw the old couple's son loading the shotgun about six weeks prior to the fatal accident.

It transpired that the old lady had cut off her son's financial support and the son, knowing the propensity of his father to use the shotgun threateningly, loaded the gun with the expectation that his father would shoot his mother. Since the loader of the gun was aware of this, he was guilty of the murder even though he didn't actually pull the trigger. The case now becomes one of murder on the part of the son for the death of Ronald Opus.

Now comes the exquisite twist. Further investigation revealed that the son was, in fact, Ronald Opus. He had become increasingly despondent over the failure of his attempt to engineer his mother's murder. This led him to jump off the ten-story building on March 23rd, only to be killed by a shotgun blast passing through the ninth story window. The son had actually murdered himself, so the medical examiner closed the case as a suicide.

Analysis:
There're three things involved here.
1) The power of Almighty - your conscience!
Opus wanted to kill his mom. But it came back to him. As a son, if he had realized his responsibilities and obeyed his mom's words, he never could've come under such situation that he got to think of committing suicide. Though there were safety nets installed, he couldn't escape. so, one should pay for the cunningness that he carries inside before/during his death. There comes God judgment for all the good/bad things you've done in your life.
2) Who deserves the punishment?
Who can be the killer!?
Is it Opus' father that he shot knowingly/unknowingly, nobody can take a chance of killing someone, though unknowingly for which you carry no rights too (a lawyer can explain you this better) or
is it Opus himself (the reason being explained in the 1st point)
or is it his mom who cut the tips for him, who made the son think of crooked things. if at all she would've carefully watched his son after that atleast, she could've prevented Opus from doing it or rather his life!!??
or is it all three of them who is responsible in 1 way or the other for the ultimate happening!?
3) Can you play safe althrough!?
Whatever/However bad you've been in your life, if you play safe in all the steps you take, you can really escape from the bad things. Is it.. cuz if this is not the case there're too many souls walking around this place who need to be killed on the spot!

All three factors sound fair enough. Coming to a conclusion -- God knows! So the 1st point:)

kit kat

have a break.. have a kit kat!
ya.. was eatin kit kat all month long aft feb 1st :p u think of me silly!! no comments!!!

gone with the wind is the frequency of me blogging! as often as this roomie of mine washing her clothes.. ya my room stinks sometimes too :x
three significant things to write about.
doing some meaningful work
Valentine's day
(best)friend's wedding :)

so.. work now is kinda ok. got to know even my company does some amount of meaningful work other than just giving ads in paper and attracting people emotionally and do something internally for employee retention! but its again cat on the wall. cuz this project goes till other 3-4 months max.

Valentine's day.. some great resolutions and realizations!
this another assami here says (from his nose)'in my lo(u)ve(u) naaaa.. there wouldnt beeee any s(hhh)acrifice from both the ends'.. i smile (n think inside.. oh poor chap, no wonder u yet to have a girl friend!!)
so this is the resolution: come what may, adjust n move on..
now i have a serious problem here. when on a fight with him,

1) i should not keep quiet
he says: spk somethin, dont make me more mad keepin quiet. i think inside "areyy, i know na, that u've reached this never-reachable-heights of madness already :p"
2) i should not talk back
wth (so 'wth' is 'what the hell'; cuz even i was this innocent girl before not knowin all these bad words:D) anyways so, he says 'wth, why do you 'speak' like this!!'
3) i should not defend myself
says how selfish you're; dunno what is really expected.. so u ll go on & on about me (of course all bad things) and i'm like this buddha 'that's life my son'.
4) i should not get angry
says oh God, I'm really scared where you'll kill me 1 day!!! i say 'ya.. u torture me like this and i'll really kill you 1 day'
5) i should not cry
do you know anything other than crying!!!?? (when u cry, guys cry too)
6) i should not even laugh
are you crazy!!?? how can someone ever laugh like this when in this case. i think its even more funny n laugh ROFL... hehehh

if there're any experts out there on this topic, plz pen down some suggestions. so that i can try out even that on next fights and get back with the impacts :D
the amount i confuse myself is more than this 419tmc of cauvery water to tamilnadu..
(what a major observation these people here have, i wonder why just the figure matters. fine i'll stop here. i wont blog on politics. anyways thats an utter $hit to me..)
so important thing is with few of my friends went out on Val's day to a restraunt. had good non-veg food. and got a major bulb. the conversation went like this: (only the traditional bulb-givers can understand this joke; others plz dont try it)
will sound better in tamil (wil write the eng version too)
friend: tamilnadu-ku bus odlayam (no buses running bet'n tamilnadu n karnataka)
me: tamilnadu-ku bus odlaya!!!!!!??????? (no buses running!!??)
friend: (before i shut my mouth) indra gandhi sethutaangla!!!??? (indragandhi died)
me: :p :p

(Best) friend's wedding
naahhh not the movie.. not my best friend also. but good friends, infact colleagues (plural cuz both the guy and the girl) ya its a love marriage, how happy they were! wow.. caught up with few old colleagues there, was fun meeting them. best part was wishing the couple. when you wish somebody from deep inside the heart, only good for them. how good it feels inside! thats a real awesome feeling ya.

in between over the weekends got to catch up with few friends whom i've just been knowing from months but not gone out with before. its nice meeting people once in a while and being in touch.. that entire day went good. attended a party at would-be in-law's place(heheh no comments again) nice people!

also my someone feels i'm getting kinda dumber these days and thinks that i really dont know to talk over chat and i only say "nthng to say" da; "wt for me" da; "avlo thaan da"; "mm ya" da. and frankly speaking i'm really poor in making a conversation over chat! :(
i dont know why, my mind tends to think in different ways over a single context. may be this is how innovation begins!! :D

there are people who promise 'something' but come back and repeat the same 'something'... cant help. hope i'm not gonna be a dead meat :)

ridiculous!

this is one of a major problem that we come across in this internet world these days.
i was kind of surprised once when 'v' asked me whoz this 'x' friend of yours as to how he got to know 'x'. 'x' was a childhood classmate of mine, after years i got to meet 'x' in this site called ringo. this site is somewhat similar to yahoo photos/flicker, ie., it is dedicated to upload photographs.
the process as far as i know went like this: if somebody wants to view your album, they need to add you and after your approval, they will be able to view your album. but several times I've been stunned that if i goto one of my friend's album and i was able to access some of his friend 's(who is not a friend of mine) album. i did not take it that big a deal in the beginning.
but when i dug how 'v' got to know 'x', i was truly shocked, yet a lil surprised. cuz i dunno what hit 'v's' brain that day, 'v' had given a google search for my name and the first result was the link to ringo with several photographs of mine and a person who accesses this link was able to view clearly all the photographs in my album or anyone's that case!
i had deleted my ringo account after this, but another shocking thing is my photos were copied to 'x's album and wen i approached 'x' on this, 'x' was not sure as to how those pics of mine had reached his album!
annoying...!

happy republic day!

this is a post aft around 17 days. Pongal went really well, along with few similarities bet'n happenings at my present town then and my home (ya, the curfew and fights i mean) over the end of last week. but no imran was involved ok!?
this is gonna be a long weekend. though the state of city was worse till sunday, i hope nothing would go wrong tomorrow or on the days that follow.
work seems to take a curve which follows Simran's market in tamil film industry! leavin for home kind of early since 2 days, happy:)
so, what is that which is pendin from my side to shit in here!!! ya, my new year trip. two solid days 31st and 1st that covers few places in coorg and nearby place called kushal nagar. it was awesome and that was expected as there was a set of replicas of charlie chaplin who kept cracking jokes which was of course funny, though pjs most!
2 things were really pathetic, input which goes through mouth and the output that comes from a$$! there were no proper toilets, though there were some, think they must've been built during Indra Gandhi times! there were few, think which're waiting for the indo-pak war to get over, so that they can call mussharaf to open them! whatever, end of the day, had to $hit on the forests which we found to be most undeveloped and so the chances of lifting the skirt-up was as bad as Govinda dancing for some tamil pop! think Karnataka government is deeply in demand of oil and natural gas. Kalam should recommend for growing indo-emirates relationship.. most places food was uncooked.. but still enjoyed the trip with the set of 9 pirates, who did not at all find anything to rob out there.
so anyone who is planning to visit these places, i would recommend for a trip of not more than 2 days and plan well in advance.
today im in a mood which is as crazy as the mad dog which eats only vegetarian food in kfc. quarreled with that poor chap. sorry for that dude!
time for me to leave! happy weekend!

1-One-Ek-Onnu-Ondhu-Okka

'1' equivalent in any other language that you know, kindly add..
ya.. this symbolizes just the first post of the year 2007 that I'm dropping in my blog. I started writing in sep '06. around 16 blogs in 4 months. if not as decent as the material length that malika's costume-designer decides, pretty ok for my level, i guess.
i would want this post to be a thanks-giving one!
US celebrates thanks-giving day on Dec 20th i suppose. but v dont have the custom of celebrating all that. now i dont intend to do any sort of imitation over here, so u might as well stop thinking, 'u indian, what do you know other than copying!' we of course do many innovative jobs too.
these days we're pulling in several foreign customs, only motto should be that those would increase the bonding level for whatever relationships the day is meant for.. in a +ve way.
i find this start of the new year to be the best time to express my thanks to people whom i'm indebted to all life long.
First thanks goto this Dood. One fine day He was given the RS (for you all non-softwares RS is Requirement Spec) of giving life to something that has two cute small eyes of ant size, a narrow sharp nose resembling a plane's fin etc etc which as a whole looked like a soft toy (something of tweety's girl friend sort). And there existed a Fighter-Cock-Couple (FCC-may i) of this kind : the man does everything on earth other than earning, the woman does nothing else on earth other than crying. So, He thought this sweety should be gifted to this sweet FCC so that it'll be good for her to grow stiff! thats how was born on this earth -- meee :)
A big Thanks goto our Dude God followed by the fighter-cock-couple.

now i should tell about this aunt. she is of this old sri devi types. wears a thick red lip stick always with a sweet broad smile and a caring nature. when I was in kindergarten, I used to stand in the dress which God first sent me on a tour to this earth, staring at the mickey mouse pencil box my cousin(aunt's daughter) was owning. my aunt who had as big a heart as Mother Teresa called me and gave me that pencil box. i asked her, what for sugan(thinking inside, now sugan you shut ur garb, dont say 'uuvaahh i want it, i want it' cuz i want it idiot). aunt said 'i ll buy her another 1'. i blurted 'oh, then sugan can have this, buy me a new one:p' what a cunning bum me!!! my aunt gives me whatever she gets for my cousin. she had served food for me & my sister several times. she is one reason for us to be alive today!
Thank you periyamma (thats how we call her)!! ya ya, im coming home with your ever-expected gift this time. you gotta wait for 3 more days:)

this is the time i put myself into this circle of seriousness like abhishek bacchan in D2 for the 1st ever time in life. took a decision as bold as Jhansi Rani. so, this is about my X std class-miss. she is my Guru, care-taker. without her I wouldn't have had a better education in my life. I passed out my 10th class from a Government school with the District 1st credit and wanted to get into a Matriculation school for my higher secondary. I did not attain enlightment like buddha then not to have any desires in life! Being from a very poor background, mom couldnt help me accomplishing my desire. so i went to my teacher, explained her everything clearly. she being the correspondent of a popular matriculation school out there, took me in with '0' fee absolutely! i passed my higher secondary from a decent school with decent grades. my college entry fee was paid by her.
You're literally Saraswathi Devi's ambassador for me. A great thanks to you Miss!

then comes this teen. one way when i was into this superb mood of reading woman's era and femina and explore things, the other way i had to hit my bio-maths-physic-chem books of my higher secondary. my mom had to record these lines as they've become the most used ones during this time 'janu kanna.. you've to really stop looking at the guy up-stairs and start studying. you need to crack the board exam, then only you can buy lot of jewels for me.. etc etc'
i somehow managed to get admissions in a decent college and there came the same old villain again - 'the fee'. what will i do? this was but in one way good for me; most days my college Director would ask me for an appointment and so I'll be in the admin building bunking classes! while every other soul in college used to look at me as how they look at a poodle starving from years and waiting for a piece of bone with all the mercy on the planet, i used to carry the thoughts 'i'm the cheif financial advisor of the college' and wait at the office for an incredibly longer period! God is making me stiff you know:)
so this guy used to see me everyday, waiting there and thinking seriously how to improve the collge finance. he called me one day and said 'as i have been noticing you thinking deeply over the college finance, i'm giving you this benefit of paying your fee to me once you find a way to move out of this place and another company to spoil it to the core. i gladly accepted it. I passed out as a university ranker atleast a little that I could do for the gretest gift i got!
now thanks to the Director!
After comin to work, I found my jaan-e-mann who could accept me the way I am (add 'and always scold me for my carelessness':p). The kind of person who makes me proud with his IIT-IIM calls, a great philosopher and a philanthrophist:) Frankly speaking, I have got no words to describe him! I did not find a meaning for the life I'm gonna live except for the materialistic things which I've to give others around till I found him. The feeling sprrrrrrouted cuz of that abbayi:p
Thanks to my jaan-e-mann! I love you for what you're:)
Today I feel I'm blessed and that's really an awesome feel!
Life is not that easy, one of the senior guy whom I used to report to at work always says this! I would say its all in the way we're gonna take it. Don't tell God how big your problems are, instead tell the problems, how big your God is! I Thank God for bringing me up as a bold, strong, decent human. As He expected I'm pretty stiff now. Thanks very much!