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Stylori

Chennai city got badly disturbed due to the Monsoon having floods across the city. Most of the people got stranded in their homes / apartments / flats etc. Electricity was fluctuating..  Rains disconnected the telephone lines and television cables newspapers the only source to know about the updates turned back life to olden ages. Suddenly …

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Postcard

In this digital era where people couch comfortably inside the social media’s such as Whatsapp Facebook etc… To my surprise e-mails are also outdated these days.  Sending or receiving a post card from someone unknown from a far off distance… sounds really exciting… 1,932 total views, no views today Tweet

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Indian Telegraph Service

The closure of India’s 163-year-old telegraph service on the mid night of June 15 may be hot nostalgia of the year 2013. These telegrams were once been common man’s communication need before the internet era may be till the early 21st century. The first telegraph message was transmitted live on Morse through electrical signals between …

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What Should I blog today?

Staring at the monitor for the past one hour… thinking of what should i blog..  made sure of one thing that I should do a blog post for the day… Remembered my high school English teacher .. The ol’ professor spouted lots of rules..  here our living english teacher Susan Deborah pops out of the …

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Welcome!

Welcoming myself back! Though I hold this blogger account since 1999, long before Google acquired blogger having 2900+ visits.. Duno what the visitors gained is a different story..  Deleted many times in the past 13 years.. and finally made myself this time I shouldn’t.. and start writing myself without CCP [ cut copy paste]  anywhere. …

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