tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53640382024-03-08T04:22:06.894+00:00monsoon boyFirst Chunangadan blogger!Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.comBlogger179125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-10159116981103192372009-05-24T14:46:00.002+01:002009-05-24T14:48:42.456+01:00<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>I typed this up a while ago and never posted, don't know why..! May be<br />I would know if I read it again - but I am busy today..! So, apologies<br />in advance!<br/><br/><br />We had another good reason to celebrate, so we decided to check out Eastern Sea Board.<br/><br />So typical of me I left it till 3pm to reserve a table for the same<br />evening. The woman on phone started off stating they are really booked<br />out that night, and offered just two slots. One a decent slot and<br />another when A&Es starts filling up with drunks. We picked the<br />decent one, and strolled in just in time.<br/><br />The restaurant is dimly lit around the entrance area, and as soon as<br />your eyes get used to the darkness, the controlled chaos wallops you<br />across the face. To the right there’s the main eating area where people<br />seems to be skinning their road kill, and to the left there’s drunken<br />people tripping over each bleeding from fist fights. <br/><br />No, not really. It’s a bit noisy, but it’s manageable, unless you have<br />a headache, which I had. Anyway, the décor looked nice. Its has<br />semi-pub feel to it, but has a honest appearance too – may be it was a<br />tad bid cold, but may be that’s just the weather that evening. I not<br />the type of person who can take one glance at something and give public<br />seminars on what I saw, but we had plenty of time to take all this in<br />as we were left standing there for about three minutes. I won’t say we<br />were totally ignored intentionally, because most of the staff members<br />seems to be running in and out of the cash till to our left, holding<br />bits of paper and money, looking totally baffled by the technical<br />contraption in front of them, so I won’t blame them for failing to<br />notice us two indignant people by the door! Physiological Advantage<br />Easter Sea Board!<br/><br />After another few more minutes of doing our best ‘sad doggy eyes’, they<br />did eventually took pity on us and guided us to a table near the drinks<br />counter side, and a warm and well spoken woman, who seems to run a lot<br />of the show there, came up to us and briefly apologized for the delay -<br />apparently they had a large birthday party dining going on and that is<br />keeping them on their toes. Explains the family road-kill feast that<br />was going on so.<br/><br />I have to admit I am not as fit as I used to be (err, or when I used to<br />think I am), so I did find it rather tricky to get comfortable on those<br />high chairs – they had no footrests! We first got two single sheets<br />menus with an apology of printer running out of paper or something, and<br />within seconds, they found a few of those famous clipboard menus for<br />our reading pleasure!<br/><br />We soon realised we are seated between two tables of old acquaintances.<br />I guess when the tables are close to the pub counter, people tend to<br />behave a bit like that too –they looked happy to meet, which they kept<br />reassuring every five minutes – no harm I suppose.. Except that now I<br />know where two of them work, that the woman to my left has a son who<br />moved to Australia and she is going to visit there and Toronto next<br />month to visit her daughter. Okay, lovely.. urgh.. Whatever! The only<br />plus side is that with the all the shouting around us, it wasn’t easy<br />to make ourselves heard to each other – which meant less talking –<br />which is not a bad thing I suppose since I was out there with my wife! <br/><br />Wine list was nice, we picked some white, which turned out lovely and<br />mild, and not too expensive. They brought around some bread on<br />breadboard to the table – which was a class touch because it felt<br />really fresh and tasted pretty nice.<br/><br />The starters arrived in good time, and it arrived well- read ‘a lot’.<br />Generous portion sizes seem to be their style at Eastern Sea Board.<br />Starter was yummy and left me half full, and the main dish (we had<br />picked steak) was perfect, and was nearly impossible to finish with the<br />generous massive side order portions. The food was well presented and<br />tasted lovely. We skipped dessert as we would have needed assistance to<br />help slide down from those highchairs.. <br/><br />On the side, we noticed we were being looked after by about three girls<br />– there were at least three attempts to take our order (one didn’t know<br />we just had our menus, the other got the order and the third didn’t<br />know we had ordered). And two attempts to get us order the dessert. And<br />three came around to see if we are all okay and if we need anything<br />else. I will never complain about too much care, but for their own<br />benefit, they might want to streamline this a bit – just the basics -<br />like assign a few tables to each, and have one senior person to get<br />feedback / build the rapport further etc.<br/><br /><b>Conclusion:</b> Exactly opposite of my experience at Indus, which I<br />posted at the start of this thread (admittedly, that was a long time<br />ago). Tasty food, good quantity and not over-the-top prices (not cheap<br />either). <br/><br /><i>I still miss Lemongrass, but EasternSeaBoard does fill that gap – in their own way.</i></div>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-3536872114518173882009-05-24T14:41:00.002+01:002009-05-24T14:43:53.519+01:00<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>(An old review I posted on boards, 28th May 2008)<br/><br/>A few weeks ago, we had a small good news to celebrate and thought we<br />would check out the new Indian restaurant in Bryanstown Manor. <br/><br/>It was mid-week, rang around 2pm to booked table for 8:30pm, which was<br />'no problem' and the girl on phone was pleasant to deal with.<br/><br /><br/>We strolled in around 8:28pm (we live nearby <img border='0' class='inlineimg' title='Big Grin' alt='' src='http://static.boards.ie/vbulletin/images/smilies/biggrin.gif'/>),<br />and the place looks funky. Not your traditional dark, candle-lit Indian<br />restaurant at all. The place is done up nice and bright, very<br />contemporary, yet colorful. Trendy looking tables and chairs, cutlery<br />etc. Slightly louder than your typical Indian restaurant, probably due<br />to open kitchen (you see them cook, flames etc) but mostly due to the<br />typical bollywood music in sync with an LCD tv on the left of the bar<br />area. Overall, its not a bad place to be, so far.<br/><br /><br/><br />As soon as we got there, we were asked to take a seat at the bar area.<br />There is a certain lack of communication from now on. We didn't know if<br />we were to be served here (all the normal tables looked busy) or if we<br />are just being asked to wait (they didn't ask!). Five minutes later<br />someone gave us the main menu (!) - again, not sure whats happening<br />there! Another couple came thru the door and were taken to a table. A<br />few turned up for take-aways and they were asked to wait at the bar<br />area next to us as well. Now I am getting really uncomfortable...<br/><br /><br/><br />Okay, here we go - some one came around and took us to our table - by<br />the window. Nice touch. All forgiven. I don't know much about wines,<br />but the list was, lets say, average. We went for a white Italian<br />between us - €35 or so. Probably not the best decision of the day, but<br />ah well, no one else to blame here. Oh quick comment on the table,<br />cutlery, wine glasses, plates - all top notch - loving it!<br/><br /><br/><br />We ordered startes (selection platter, €15) between us, and own main<br />courses (can't remember - approx €20 each). Starter turned up in a<br />large square china - and my jaw literally hit the floor well, no, it<br />actually hit the above mentioned funky table - there were two small<br />pieces of sausage, one prawn, two small pieces of chicken and a small<br />piece of something that I couldn't recognize. Bit of a bummer then...!<br />I couldn't comment on the quality - because it just wasn't enough for a<br />good bite! Bit of of a disappointment there for €15. That kinda set the<br />tone for rest of the evening to be honest! <br/><br /><br/><br />Main dish was brought out in good time. Again, same story with<br />quantity. Large round china and the curry was not more than about four<br />teaspoons in the middle of the plate. It tasted okay, I have had<br />better, but my main gripe was about the quantity. A 6 year old would<br />probably eat more than that!<br/><br /><br/><br />At this stage I was starting to wonder if the dessert might impact my<br />credit history, so we got ourself Magnums from nearby Crossroads for<br />the walk back!<br/><br /><br/><br />Whats good: Decor. Location.<br/><br />Whats bad: Eh... pfft! Do I look like Geri Halliwell or something?<br/><br />Would I go back? Of course ... (NOT!)<br/><br /><br/><br />Conclusion: The only good thing about Indus is that Lemongrass is nearby! <br/><br /><br/><br />I love Indian food and really wanted Indus to be a good restaurant and<br />I think they can be - brings the prices down, increase the quantity and<br />quality! And oh, just explains things better too, please! Thank you<br />very much!</div>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-5574868353686097362008-05-13T10:45:00.003+01:002008-05-15T13:35:57.412+01:00The Importance of Timing<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>A few months ago, on my way back from a neurologists appointment with someone, I had a brainwave (yeah, it still hurts...) that there should be a better tool out there to track and report the seizure activities, medicines, what could have prompted the seizure etc so that next visit to the neurologist one can be loaded with concise information of the condition and progress, rather than the typical expression "meh, it was.. err, about the same, slightly worse at times, but otherwise normal..". <br/><br/>I google'd for hours looking for a tool or website that does something remotely like that, but there was none. Another brain flash - here's something I should do. I should setup that site..! With this newfound passion and purpose, I registered <a href='http://www.brainwavetracker.com'>www.brainwavetracker.com</a> and a few days later I forgot all about it (typical me), and never got around to setup the website.<br/><br/>Now it seems someone else had a similar brain flash, and they, unlike me, actually did something about it - and here it is - <a href='http://www.seizuretracker.com'>www.seizuretracker.com</a>.<br/><br/>Fair play and best wishes to them - and kick up the back side to me!<br/></div>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-42363368680679132572007-08-08T12:48:00.001+01:002007-08-08T12:48:53.870+01:00WebSphere application startup issue!<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>WebSphere applications have this nasty habit of starting up all as soon as the application server has been started up. Its not a bad thing if your application has been working fine all along. But if you have just installed the application or have updated the build, and not sure if the application would startup in the first go itself, its probably a better idea to not to let the application startup automatically.<br/><br/>The rule of thumb seems to be that you leave a profile/server aside to handle the adminConsole, so that you will always have adminConsole, even if other applications fails to startup. However, in practice, most development / test WebSphere environments that I have come across has everything deployed to 'server1'. In this situation, the applications starting up automatically is even more dangerous as they can make even the adminConsole unavailable to you!<br/><br/>If you get stuck with the application bringing down adminConsole, solution is to stop the application from starting up automatically on server startup. To do this, you need to locate deployment.xml file in your WebSphere installation folder:<br/><code><br/>$drive/$WebSphereInstallation/profiles/myProfile/config/cells/myCell/applications/myApplication.ear/deployments/myApplicationName<br/></code><br/><br/>Look for 'deployedObject' that is related to your application, and under it, locate 'targetMappings', and change 'enabled="true"' to 'enable="false"'.<br/><br/>eg: &lt;targetMappings xmi:id="DeploymentTargetMapping_1147899429698" <b>enable="false"</b> target="ServerTarget_1147899429698"/&gt;<br/><br/>Next time when you start the server, the offending application will not startup, giving you a chance to use adminConsole, and identify a fix.<br/><br/><p class='poweredbyperformancing'>Powered by <a href='http://scribefire.com/'>ScribeFire</a>.</p></div>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-20971634536503045242007-08-01T09:54:00.001+01:002007-08-01T09:54:05.810+01:00thoughts...<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/389508615/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/152/389508615_3d495e1115.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/389508615/">thoughts...</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chunangadan/">chunangadan</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> This is how I picture my mind when I am worried about something. The 'worry' just spreads from one part of the mind into other, in a very unpredictable shape and pattern and just slowly takes up the entire mind, and if it ever goes totally black, I guess I would stop thinking and drop dead like a log.<br /><br />Just as well that I don't worry too much! I am too forgetful to remember an issue long enough to worry about it... hmm and did I mention how forgetful I am?</p>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-79637011675545582062007-08-01T09:48:00.001+01:002007-08-01T09:48:12.729+01:00Each serves according to their strength<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/389508226/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/389508226_be88ca5f04.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/389508226/">nibbler</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chunangadan/">chunangadan</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> .. which seems to be the morale of the story behind those beautiful strips on his back!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.healingstory.org/crisis/squirrel/how_squirrel_got_stripes.html">Source: healingstory.org</a><br /><br />Long ago in ancient India a ten-headed monster called Ravana the Rakshasa kidnapped a king’s beloved wife. The king was named Rama and his queen was named Sita. Everyone loved the king and queen because their hearts were pure. King Rama waged war on Ravana and set off to battle. The great king of monkeys, King Hanuman, led the army.<br /><br />They traveled until they came to a vast sea that they would have to cross to reach Ravana’s kingdom. King Rama attempted to calm the raging ocean by shooting his magic arrows into the waves. But the King of the Sea rose up and said, "The seas can not be overcome by force, but only by building a strong bridge." So, King Rama ordered his monkeys to construct a stone bridge that could hold his entire invading army.<br /><br />Monkey after monkey set to work carrying huge stones and enormous boulders to the seaside. Thousands of monkeys worked ceaselessly and King Rama was pleased. Then the king noticed that a small brown squirrel rushed up and down from the hills to the shore carrying little pebbles in her mouth. "What is that little creature doing?" he wondered.<br /><br />The monkeys also saw the squirrel and grew angry. "Get out of our way," they screeched. "You are too small. You are not needed."<br /><br />The little squirrel looked up and said, "I am helping to build the bridge to save Queen Sita." All the monkeys began to laugh. They held their sides and roared and hopped and mocked the little squirrel. "We have never heard anything so foolish in our entire lives," they said.<br /><br />The squirrel answered, "I can not carry rocks or stones. I can only lift small pebbles, but that is what I can do to help. My heart weeps for Sita and I want to be of assistance."<br /><br />The monkeys moved the squirrel away, but she continued to carry small pebbles and pile them up nearby. Finally, one monkey grew so irritated that he lifted the little animal and threw her into the air. The squirrel cried out, "Rama!" The king lifted his hand and caught the squirrel safely in his palm.<br /><br />It was just at that moment that the monkeys realized they needed the little pebbles to place between the larger stones to keep the bridge from falling.<br /><br />King Rama said to them, "Monkeys, never despise the weak or the deeds of those that are not as strong as you. Each serves according to his strength and capacities and each is needed to make this bridge." With three fingers, King Rama drew three lines down the squirrel’s back. "What truly matters is not the strength one has, but how great one’s love and devotion is." From that day forth squirrels have had three pale stripes on their rich brown furry backs—marks of the great King Rama. And that is how the strongest bridge across the sea was built. <br /><br />Even if they are just <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Squirrel">rodents</a>, Indian squirrels just adorable looking creatures!</p>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-57994804849765486922007-08-01T09:28:00.001+01:002007-08-01T09:28:39.120+01:00Kerala birds..!<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/386011663/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/386011663_a04fbbd991.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/386011663/">The Pretty: Black-hooded Oriole</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chunangadan/">chunangadan</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> Real birds, not ""birds"" - since I started reading various Photography forums and stunning pictures of beautiful birds, I started noticed birds around where I live. There are stunning but limited number of species around here in Ireland.<br /><br />However, during my last visit home, I was shocked by the close proximity and different types of bird calls and chirping that was going on around me! In next 60 minutes or so, I counted about a dozen different species of birds, all beautiful, some stunning, and some like this one - drop dead gorgeous!<br /><br />Aparantly <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black-hooded_Oriole">Black hooded Oriole</a>s are very desirable, expensive pets all over the world! Who knew?! <br /><br />I am delighted with myself that I have finally, after ignoring them for three decades, have come around to be able to appreciate them! Better late, than never! :D</p>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-83528637824558181442007-07-27T23:52:00.001+01:002007-07-27T23:52:41.248+01:00The Pope's children!<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/354016546/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/130/354016546_17f7421d72.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/354016546/">The Pope's children!</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chunangadan/">chunangadan</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> I haven't read the book by that name, supposed to be a good one, about the new Ireland of Celtic Tiger boom economy of increased employment, soaring prices, new spending habits, changing priorities - live in general in the Ireland of the 21st century.<br /><br />Anyway, the photo here is from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phoenix_Park">Phoenix Park</a>, 1752 acres of beautiful woodlands and park, right in the middle of Dublin. One of my favorite places in Dublin.<br /><br />The large cross in the background is the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Papal_Cross">Papal Cross</a> where Pope John Paul II held a mass for over a million people in 1979. Remember, total population of Ireland around then was less than four million!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/353997362/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/139/353997362_f2c8430a40.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="" /></a><br /><br />This photo has been shortlisted for <a href="http://www.schmap.com/">Schmap</a> Dublin guide. I have never heard of them before, no need to prepare my acceptance speech just yet!</p>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-43684206800128655352007-07-27T23:30:00.001+01:002007-07-30T09:40:10.293+01:00<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/340767111/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/132/340767111_c99743a2cd.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/340767111/">What the Bible left out...</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chunangadan/">chunangadan</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> .. . the full story of course! The church's lack of understanding of majestic sea creatures meant they decided to twist the tales to completely take them out!<br /><br />Newly found ancient documents shows that the The three kings intially set off following the star, but soon, the sky went totally cloudy and they got lost in the vastness of the desert. Not like they had GPS sysems or anything, and the Camels where poorly trained as well! They then used their powers and sought the help of the supremely intelligent sharks to show them the way. This species of sharks could fly and they were later hunted down and exterminated by the armies supporting the Church as the Priory of Flying Sharks stood in the way of Church's version of the Bible stories.<br /><br />Anyway, on a serious note, I am about two thirds into Richard Dawkin's <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_God_Delusion">The God Delusion</a>, and I think he makes a lot of sense. Growing up in a relaxed yet Hindu family, I have to say, the Abrahamic religious ideas never appealed to me! I could never understand the idea of a 'God' person (Bruce Almighty-ish all knowing all seeing God guy). Over a period of time I was getting comfortable with the idea of God as 'collective goodness in the universe' (and evil the opposite), but Dawkins has thrown a spanner in that idea too. I think he calls my stand apologetic fence-sitters or something - grrr, well I have to agree, fence sitting is not same as opposing, and it probably is more close to supporting than opposing, blind religious rules by various interests, almost all of which is really are the reasons for most of the major conflicts in known human history, and present!<br /><br />Coming back to 'The God Delusion', I find it a tough read. It started off with Mr. Dawkins making his position clear, and making sure that he sets your expectations straight - this is going to be a straight taking book with mild rhetoric tone. Read it if you like, or give it to someone else right now. I kept going of course, even if I don't agree with the rhetoric tone, I was curious about his side of the argument. So far, I agree with almost all of what he has to say! Not sure if I will be a 100% atheist by the time I put the book down, but I am sure I am more an atheist now than I was - was never a theist to start with, so it wasn't too difficult anyway!<br /><br />A random point that I can recollect now (it sparked a 'Ahhaa' moment when I read it..)::<br /><br />Human brain is programmed to survive - we more likely to mistake a shadow for a burglar, than a burglar for a shadow!<br /><br />Verdict: Good read, if you have the time, interest and patience!</p><br /><br />PS: A timely (almost) discussion on this topic over at Dilbert: <a href="http://dilbertblog.typepad.com/the_dilbert_blog/2007/07/the-atheist-who.html">The Atheist Who Thought He Was God.</a>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-25790614207789682372007-07-27T10:20:00.001+01:002007-07-27T10:20:41.255+01:00The Sunny Coast!<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/340244464/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/145/340244464_b601aedeaa.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/340244464/">Spanish Sun!</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chunangadan/">chunangadan</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> .. or 'Costa Del Sol' in Spanish, the south coast of spain lives up to its reputation here!<br /><br />Its sunny, even in the middle of winter, which is nothing new to someone from the tropics like myself, but living in Ireland where Sun is usually referred as 'the strange fireball in the sky', or one dry sunny day is the difference between 'average summer' to 'brilliant summer', a warm sunrise like this on a December morning is better than sliced bread, better than threesome on <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Maltese_Falcon_%28yacht%29">The Maltese Falcon</a>!!<br /><br />Costa Del Sol, with its fine weather, fine selection of restaurants that cater all kinds of food, with prices just fraction of whats common is UK and Ireland (Western Europe in general), the unstoppable mass migration of retired people from UK and Ireland to South of Spain has been going on for years now. The coasta is now so built up, tall, tasteless apartment complexes, beautiful but soul-less stree markets, shops and restaurants - its not Spain anymore - its more like a knock-off UK or Ireland, with good weather and cheap food and drinks! Property boom in UK & Ireland, cheap fares airlines Ryanair offering to get you there for less than your taxi fare to airport doesn't help the situation either!<br /><br /><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/163/340740955_4644f5942b.jpg"/><br /><br />Fuengirola, as seen from the sea here, probably has more English residents that Spanish.<br /><br />Away from the proxy-Engerland, nearby town of Malaga has a lot of history to show off, <a href="http://www.travelinginspain.com/alcaza.html">The Alcazaba</a>, the Moorish castle. But due to my own carelessness, I lost this memory card with about 300 shots! Well, an excuse to go back there again!! :D</p>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-17635702450424402382007-07-27T09:43:00.001+01:002007-07-27T09:48:51.732+01:00<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/295625181/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/103/295625181_7578635c32.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a><br /> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/295625181/">Jet d'Eau</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chunangadan/">chunangadan</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"> Haven't been here since I bought a <a href="http://www.dpreview.com/reviews/canoneos400d/">Canon 400D</a>.<br /><br />Jet d'Eau, familiar backdrop for the dancing couple of an average Bollywood movie in last few years. Apart from that sort of abuse, the place, Geneva, is as beautiful as anything else swiss. Life looks perfect around Lake Geneva - skiing all winter, water sports in summer, crystal clear water, fresh air, beautiful houses with green lawns and fantastic views to die for, snow capped matterhorn mountains in the distance, worlds best public transport, low tax, high average income, relaxed and healthy lifestyle, top class education system, universities, research and development jobs, finance and banking related jobs and a very stable, very matured economy!!</p><img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/113/295643031_490538473d.jpg"/><p class="flickr-yourcomment"><br /></p><p class="flickr-yourcomment">On the downside, accommodation is extremely expensive if you can find one at all, and it usually is an apartment. Eating out, insurance costs etc are a bit on the dear side.<br /><br />Over many visits to Geneva, most striking thing that comes to mind is that I never saw a police car or a police officer around, which I think is a darn good sign of how things are! Especially considering the <a href="http://www.novotel.com/novotel/fichehotel/gb/nov/3133/fiche_hotel.shtml">hotel</a> is right next to the ""business"" or red light area of the town!<br /><br />Tops my list desirable places to live. Just have to be careful to not to bump into Bachchans or Kapoors, thats all!</p>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1158915471460825652006-09-22T09:55:00.000+01:002006-09-22T09:57:51.473+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/82/179/1024/dilbert2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/82/179/400/dilbert2.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><br /><center>True, true!!</center> <a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a> Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1158401510949589222006-09-16T11:05:00.000+01:002006-09-17T18:54:55.873+01:00When going gets tough...<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/244444231/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/83/244444231_31db4311c2_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/244444231/">sunrise</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chunangadan/">chunangadan</a>. </span></div>.. the tough gets going; or so they say.<br /><br />Its fairly tough with me at the moment personally, but if I toughen up and get going, that might hurt some others, which I don't want to. Now does that make me weak? I will think about it. For now, I am busy finding out and getting indulged in new distractions to keep me busy. My camera gets a lot of abuse lately. This one from this morning when I wandered out (very) early upto the nearby Bettystown beach.<br clear="all" />Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1157376130001279512006-09-04T14:19:00.000+01:002006-09-14T08:59:17.966+01:00<strong>Java WebStart over HTTPS</strong><br /><br />Here's a small thing you need to know to get Java WebStart (JWS) to work over https connections.<br /><br />If you try to launch a browser and start a JWS application over a https connection, it would prompt you to the standard security dialog and if you chose to trust the source, JWS still fails to launch the application.<br /><br />Apparently this is because JWS is not very good at handling certificates. The work around is to add the certificate manually to the JWS keystore. Here’s how to go about it.<br /><br /><b>Step 1</b>: To start with, you need to get hold of the certificate you want to put in to your JWS keystore. If you are using a self-signed certificate, you can export it out of your keystore as a .arm file etc.<br /><br /><b>Step 2</b>: Locate the JRE your browser is using. If you are using Windows OS, you can do that using one of the following<br /><br /><tt><br />Start > Settings > Control Panel > Java Plug-in<br />Start > Program Files > Java Web Start<br /></tt><br /><br />Usually, its under <tt>C:\Program Files\Java\j2re1.4xx</tt><br /><br />If you are in a *nix environment, I am not sure how to figure this out – try â€ï¿½<tt>which java</tt>’ or â€ï¿½<tt>where is java</tt>’ in console. Or check you browser settings.<br /><br /><b>Step 3:</b>Import certificate to the correct keystore.<br /><br />Once you have located the JRE home that you browser is pointing to, there should be a folder called â€ï¿½<tt>javaws</tt>’ and under that there is a keystore called â€ï¿½<tt>cacerts</tt>’. This is the most misleading part – <i><u>Ignore that keystore because adding the certificate there <b>does not work</b>.</u></i><br /><br />Instead, under JRE home, look for â€ï¿½<tt>lib\security</tt>’ and the â€ï¿½<tt>cacerts</tt>’ keystore. If you import the certificate here, that should do the trick. You can use the following command to import a certificate into the keystore.<br /><br /><tt>keytool –import –alias <enter an alias> -file <full path to the certificate file here> ?keystore cacerts –trustcacerts</tt><br /><br />Keytool will prompt for keystore password. Default is '<tt>changeit</tt>'.<br /><br />JWS should be able to see it from now on.<br /><br />Some useful links:<br /><br /><a href="http://today.java.net/pub/a/today/2005/09/01/webstart.html">Java Sketchbook: Digging into Java Web Start [java.net]</a><br /><a href="http://www.dallaway.com/acad/webstart">Java Web Start and Code Signing [dallaway.com]</a>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1156851594482699152006-08-29T12:37:00.000+01:002006-08-29T23:41:01.046+01:00<strong>Sorry Doctor, but you have been infected!</strong><br /><br />Last week I was talking to someone I had just met. She's a doctor with a number of specialisations and seems to me that it's quite an achievement for her age – either late twenties or early thirties, I didn't ask!<br /><br />She sure knew her stuff, and she knew she know her stuff, becuase soon we were discussing all sorts of things under the Sun and above the operation table – scary stuff like ebola viruses and even scarier things like oral hygiene etc!! I was soon reduced to a listener, though I am good at it, I couldn't let someone run all over me like that for ever! When she was about to take a very high-speed fly-by near the cancer research and grid computing, I noticed my chance, my last strand and I shamelessly held onto it for another ten minutes, well, okay, bit longer than that! Oh yes, the miracles of grid computing and how we all can contribute to making the world a better place tomorrow, with better medicines, less doctors to go on about things, that doctors usually go on about, and stuff like that! Brutal, I know, but I am allowed – I am an IT guy!<br /><br />Anyway, long story short, may be she realised she should throw a bone my way to keep me from going hostile - she pulled this laptop out of her bag that she hadn't been able to use for a very long time! Apparently she is amused by the friendly strangers on her PC, personally guaranteeing a excellent value extension surgery to a penis which she didn’t have and extremely annoyed by the fact that she is extremely popular and considered as a friendly foreigner by everyone in Nigeria and most parts of Africa and South Asia, where people want to pay her a few millions of dollars as 'generous commission' that always seems to belong a dictator or rich general who died either in a plane crash or in a political unrest. She also seems to win lotto every time she opens the computer! Who could ever think one will get tired of all the good fortune!<br /><br />She is not the only one though – almost every other person that I know who has a PC at home, connected to the Internet etc, seems to have similar stories to tell! Well then guys, I don't mind fixing all your PCs once. Or twice. Okay even third time for a pint. But next time when you see an offer to 'wipe your mortgage clean', do the following before you ask me out for a pint.<br /><br />Install (and UPDATE and USE) these <strong>FREE</strong> software:<br /><br /><strong>AVG Antivirus</strong><br />Its free! Don’t forget to update the virus definitions and scan the whole PC once a week. http://www.grisoft.com<br /><br /><strong>Spybot Search & Destroy</strong><br />Its free! Don’t forget to update the spyware definitions and scan the whole PC once a week. http://www.safer-networking.org/en/download/index.html<br /><br /><strong>Firefox</strong><br />http://www.mozilla.com/firefox<br /><br />Stop using Internet Explorer and use Firefox instead. Its better, relatively safer and its free. If you use Outlook, look into about Thunderbird as an alternative.<br /><br />After all these, if you get yet another 'Hot Latina babes' popup in your screen (when you are not looking for 'Hot Latina babes' of course), let me know!Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1152393798460228602006-07-08T22:02:00.000+01:002006-07-20T11:34:55.273+01:00<strong>Real Time Satellite Tracking</strong><br /><br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Space_Shuttle_Discovery">Space Shuttle Discovery</a>, with seven astronauts on board, just flew past over me a minute ago. I didn't see it, because I don't have a telescope. Even if I bought one, I wouldn't know how to use it. Now, even if I learned that, I probably wouldn't remember to do get out and check the skies on the only day when the sky is clear here in Ireland - because it would be February 30th! But some informed brains have put together this site which does a nifty job with a familiar google worldmap and shows exactly where the satellites are!<br /><br />You are into satellites for the free German sex-toys channel, or because you hope to peep into some alien chicks bedroom, anyways, they have some of the night sky misteries solved for you. The site automatically figures out your location (using IP2Location db - check their FAQ) too!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.n2yo.com/?s=99999">[n2yo.com] Space Shuttle Discovery</a>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1151310310673439152006-06-26T09:24:00.000+01:002006-06-26T09:29:52.663+01:00<span style="font-weight:bold;">Warren Buffet!</span><br /><br />I am sure you have heard about him? Wealthy American business man, Warren Edward Buffet, with an estimated worth of around 44 billion dollars, second richest person in the world according to Forbes, is just after announcing that he is going to give away 85% of his fortune to various charity organisations!<br /><br />My first reaction on this news was, well, is it really true? Apparently it is!<br /><br />Is he really that rich? Well, apparently he is, and he didn't make it by printing green paper in his basement or by selling Columbian talcum powder either!<br /><br />Was he born rich? Apparently not! He started off as an average American Joe, worked hard and lived the American dream!<br /><br />Okay, is it the old age, has he gone a bit, Barney!? <br /><br />Answer is a resounding no. Have a look at the wikipedia page on the guy. He was a good man all his life! He is known as "Oracle of Omaha" or the "Sage of Omaha". He still lives in a 30 thousand dollar house he bought back in 1958, and its now valued at half a million dollars, dare I say, me, Mr Nobody McHasNothing paid nearly that much for the pleasures of home ownership (part blame to the Irish house prices, but that's another topic on its on).<br /><br /><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Warren_Buffett">Wikipedia: Warren Buffet</a><br /><br />Honestly, I am baffled why someone would do something like this, and at the same time, I am mighty impressed by Warren Buffet's kindness, compassion and courage! He, in my humble opinion, is as fit as anyone else to do major feet - like start a major religion, a new system or establish a nation etc. Well, when you think about it, who else thought America is a big too big..?Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1150898037612780592006-06-21T14:50:00.000+01:002006-06-23T18:26:03.366+01:00Living it!<div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/171958129/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/75/171958129_dec19ee660_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> <br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/171958129/">Living it!</a> <br /> Originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/chunangadan/">chunangadan</a>. </span></div>Ever since I moved into this house, almost a year now, there is this little ball shaped thing sitting in a small plastic cup on the kitchen windowsill - It looks more or less like a battered tennis ball with dry twigs sticking out of it, and me being extremely busy watching telly and devising new ways to take over the world, never got around to throwing it out.<br /><br />Little did I know it had a mind of a ninja, and it was scheming up its own little rebellion its own corner of the world! One day, without any kind of warning what so ever, it just went BOOOM... well, BLOOOM to be more precise - it was as if it made up its mind about the meaning of life, universe and everything, which is 42 to us, and decided it had enough of the defensive thorns and stuff, and set out looking pretty and making everything around it look ugly, in a hurry!<br /><br /><div style="float: left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/171958149/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/44/171958149_e9f7d359b5_m.jpg" width="240" height="218" alt="Living it!" /></a> </div><br /><br />Well, tell you what, no pun intended, but between those pricks, it has mind sharper than some world leaders, and I am not talking about Al Gore either!<br clear="all" />Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1150729781677870822006-06-19T16:07:00.000+01:002006-06-21T08:54:20.683+01:00Going beyond the beyond!<A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/82/179/640/DSC05109.jpg'><IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/82/179/320/DSC05109.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='display:block;margin 0px auto 10px; cursor:hand; text-align:center'></A><br /><center><i>Sunset over Lough Swilly</i></center><br /><br />Heres a story for you and me! <br /><br />While we seems to be forever stuck in a rat-race, to maintain a work-life balance, to earn what makes us feel better than our neighbour, heres a thought-provoking true story of a man, that will make you pause for a second and think how the miracle of human mind works; especially how it work in the face of that end-of-everything-feeling, the human equivalend of a an 'event horizon', from where there is no going back; and the amazing ways of how it mends itself - in the process, much of what we take for granted, or wish for is beeing proven not as important as you or I would think it is!<br /><br />Long read, but consider yourself lucky if you can master it in a lifetime!<br /><br />Link: <b><a href="http://www.thomhartmann.com/hutchison.shtml">An Interview with Michael Hutchison</a></b><br /><br />Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1150725322887540752006-06-19T14:51:00.000+01:002006-06-19T15:02:07.000+01:00View from Malin head, Country Donegal, Ireland.<br /> <span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/170452165/">View from MalinHead, Country Donegal, Ireland.</a> <br /><div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/170452165/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/55/170452165_ce0add0a51.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /></a> </span></div><br />Apparently, on a clear day, one could see Scotland from here, and the day was pretty good for Irish standards and, ah well, may be I lacked the imagination!!! <br /><br />The cliffs on the other side really dramatic though and altogether a fantastic place to visit!<br /><br />Fact: Haggis can kill you with a single peck!<br clear="all" />Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1150060951705317702006-06-11T22:03:00.000+01:002006-06-14T12:07:29.233+01:00<strong>Ardgillan Castle</strong><br /><br />Ardgillan Castle, near Balbriggan, Co. Dublin, Republic of Ireland is a large country residence (build in 1738 by Rev. Robert Taylor (for more history check <a href="http://www.fingalcoco.ie/LeisureandTourism/ParksHeritageProperties/ArdgillanCastle/">here</a>).<br /><br />These days, the castle and the ground is a fantastic picnic location for the thousands of residents of Dublin's popular commuter towns, Balbriggan, Skerries, and even Drogheda. I was test driving a brand new Opel Astra for the weekend, and the fantastic weather this morning give me an excellent opportunity to try some of the country roads around Drogheda, which eventually lead me to the magnificent Ardgillan Castle. Honestly, I was not prepared for it, and it was a brilliant surprise!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/164992129/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/46/164992129_deed1fe54c.jpg" width="500" height="227" alt="Ardgillan Castle – the view" /></a><br /><br />Just look at grand location of the castle – overlooking the Irish sea, and acres of well maintained lawns, various kinds of flowers in the Victorian style garden, it’s a fantastic place to spend a warm summer day!<br /><p><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/chunangadan/164992159/" title="Photo Sharing"><img src="http://static.flickr.com/60/164992159_443844acce_m.jpg" width="240" height="213" alt="purple passion" align="left" padding="2"/></a><br />The castle also does guided tours (thats for another day), and even have a 'tea room' - give you a unique chance to sit down and do something usual, everyday thing -like pouring a perfect cup of tea and dip a biscuit in it (as compared to walking around and ogling at things), and it gives you a chance to notice, and may be understand, how who ever lived here would have spend a few minute of their life here. <br /></p><br />I am sure I will be back there soon!Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1149755601396467192006-06-08T09:28:00.000+01:002006-06-11T22:01:21.773+01:00I have to confess, I am addicted to <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Futurama">Futurama</a>. Well thats just like any other self-confessed geek out there I guess!<br /><br/><br />Matt Groening and team has managed to pack in so much punch into scene after scene, its just sheer geek tv! I happened to watch a older version (I know all versions are old, they haven't restarted production yet), and the 'GodFellas' episode is where I got my latest spiritual high.<br /><br /><center><br /><img src="http://img256.imageshack.us/img256/5361/bendgerandgod2bi.jpg" alt="Bender and God" /><br /></center><br /><br /><b>God:</b> "Bender, being God isn't easy. If you do too much, people get dependent on you. And if you do nothing, they lose hope. You have to use a light touch, like a safecracker or a pickpocket."<br /><b>Bender:</b> "Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money!"<br /><b>God:</b> "Yes, if you make it look like an electrical thing. <br /><b>God:</b> "Bender, When you do things right, people won't be sure you've done anything at all."<br /><br />I found this place for Futurama lovers - <A HREF="http://www.gotfuturama.com/Multimedia/EpisodeSounds/3ACV20/">Can't get enough of Futurama?</A>.<br /><br />1 out of 1! Thats 42 for pathetic non-binary carbon-based life forms!Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1149669644027301682006-06-07T09:40:00.000+01:002006-06-07T16:26:01.753+01:00The Digital-Photography-School's blogs on tips and suggestions on general digital photography makes an interesting read every week.<br /><br /><A href="http://digital-photography-school.com/blog">http://digital-photography-school.com/blog</A>Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1149591742460503072006-06-06T11:16:00.000+01:002006-06-06T13:28:39.616+01:00<A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/82/179/640/DSC04746.jpg'><IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/82/179/320/DSC04746.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='display:block;margin 0px auto 10px; cursor:hand; text-align:center'></A> <br /><br />A nostalgia inducing shot of a charukasela in a kolaya of a typical tharavadu.<br /><br />This veranda, and these chairs have seen many generation growing up, moving out, visiting again after years, and the inevitable, mourning around it. The house itself is approximately 120 years old, and my father, who is now in his late sixties, has fond memories of growing up there. He has spend much of his free time sharing the same corner of the veranda, with six of his siblings and with anyone or anything that walks, flies or crawls in there seeking shelter from the scorching summer sun.<br /><br />I have felt the wrath of that sun too, and the tranquillity of lying back on one of these chairs, and put your feet up, and watch the world outside standing almost still in the summer heat, even birds taking shelter under banana leaves, squirrels making a dash across the courtyard to pick up a freshly fallen mango, or a hen and a bunch of chicks enjoying a bit of loose mud in the shade, and how the mother hen gets frustrated with her hyperactive chicks running around and issues stern warnings to come back to under her wings, how the cows stands still as if they are dreaming, while almost mechanically munching away the fresh hay that one of the servants spread in front of them, how the dog or dogs curl up at the far corner of the veranda and sleep without a care for anything, but if a bird chirps unusually, hen sends a warning to the chicks or if a crow lands too close to the veranda, he somehow seems to know that and spring into action pacing around the courtyard, looking furious about whatever happened was not without his approval, but only to come back in minutes and to lie exactly where he was before and to slumber into another sleep with a sigh.... This goes on till I fall asleep, postman calls in, which is not often, or one of the elders calls me over to join for tea in the dining room, it would be almost four in the evening by then, and the sun a lot weaker, and the life back to its normal speed.<br /><br />As you can probably tell, I do miss those days, the days when I could sit starring into a empty courtyard and no one would worry about my time, things to do, or my state of mind...Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5364038.post-1149588665422766452006-06-06T11:08:00.000+01:002006-06-06T13:29:16.556+01:00<A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/82/179/640/DSC05125.jpg'><IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/82/179/320/DSC05125.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='display:block;margin 0px auto 10px; cursor:hand; text-align:center'></A> <br /><br />Stunning Five Finger Strand, Inishowen, County Donegal, Ireland.Ashokhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04848195023910451211noreply@blogger.com0