I registered the web domain name: priyamadala.com
So in case she wants to use it for something later in life, she will have it.
I registered the website name of an ex-kid of mine, so in case she wants it, it will be available to her. I did not want somebody else to get it, so I went ahead and registered it for her. When you need or want it, it is yours young lady.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Cousin Brother - Deepak Madala
I have a cousin brother, Deepak Madala. He is my dad's brothers son. He is a lawyer in Wash DC and works at Enroll America, a Non-Profit. He does great work and has always worked at companies where he can make a difference.
I chat with him via Facebook a little bit and call a little bit and rarely visit.
There is client we placed a consultant that is based on Virginia Beach VA called Pride Team Inc.
I chat with him via Facebook a little bit and call a little bit and rarely visit.
There is client we placed a consultant that is based on Virginia Beach VA called Pride Team Inc.
We had a consultant working on a government project in Austin TX via Pride Team, and they paid every invoice expect for the last invoice.
They owe us: Billable hours for Srinivas Thummaluru from 09/01/12 to 09/30/12 - $8512.00
They do not answer emails, pick up the phone and act like those typical Indian Consulting companies. It is so annoying dealing with people like that.
OK, back to the story........
So I called Deepak, since he is a lawyer that is licensed in VA, to write a letter to this company demanding our payment. I figured if the letter did not work, I would had over the case to a law firm that specializes in collecting debt. So I asked him to write this letter and he said NO.
I was actually shocked and was a quite a little bit on the phone. I said, "it is just a letter demanding payment from someone that owes me money."
He said, "No."
It is really hard to go on from something like that. So I mumbled something and asked for help in finding some other lawyer that can help us and hung up as quickly as possible.
I was sitting with a friend and I said, "White Boy."
Yep that was my first thought, White Boy. I could never have said No to a cousin that asked me for help. Only a white boy could have said NO, there is no way an Indian Boy could have said NO to a simple request for help like that, especially from a cousin.
Deepak is more Indian then the rest of my cousins too. He loves India, he loves family, but I think he has too much of a white boy in him now. I hope to hell my kids never become like that. If family asks for help, I hope to hell they help out and go out of their way to help out.
That was today's experience. I felt like a boy that asked a girl out and she said NO WAY.
It was embarrassing.
Man these Indian kids that grew up purely in USA are different.
Deepak is a good kid, but too much of a White Boy for me.
Man these Indian kids that grew up purely in USA are different.
Deepak is a good kid, but too much of a White Boy for me.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Indian Restaurant
I was thinking of opening a new Indian Restaurant in Farmington Hills. I am a big believer in filling a void. From what I noticed there is no Indian Breakfast Restaurant or a late night place for us.
Most of you know that I hate the restaurant business, but I think I will be opening this place for me and my students. I wanted to make this as a place where my students can eat for free. I also miss those late nights at Imperial in Bangalore and I wanted to bring that tradition to Farmington Hills.
So here is the plan:
Most of you know that I hate the restaurant business, but I think I will be opening this place for me and my students. I wanted to make this as a place where my students can eat for free. I also miss those late nights at Imperial in Bangalore and I wanted to bring that tradition to Farmington Hills.
So here is the plan:
Restaurant Hours and Menu:
Open from 6am – 11am
Breakfast - All items should be available as quick to go, so people can grab and go. - I was thinking of pricing everything at $3-5 per to go box including tax so that it is easy to pay.
Aloo Paratha with Mixed veg Curry and Curds
Mumbai Masala Sandwich – Sandwich with Spicy Potato Curry
Idli
Rice and Sambhar
Bisebili Bath
Upma – Wheat and Regular
Indian Filter Coffee and Indian Tea
Late Night:
10PM – 2AM
Cup Idli with Chutney
Cup Idli or Rice with Chicken Curry
Chicken Biryani and Lamb Biryani (With 2 types of Raitha
(onion and peppers with lemons and Regular)
Ghee Rice with Grilled Chicken (Like the ones from Empire in
Bangalore)
Indian Coffee and Indian Tea
Love Failure
I was watching a movie called Love Failure, this is the second time in the last few weeks.
I know I was saying that I would not let my daughter date, but one of the greatest feelings in the world was falling in love for the first.
I do not think I could deny my daughter those feeling and the emotions that are involved in this. But I guess we will see when the time comes.
I know I was saying that I would not let my daughter date, but one of the greatest feelings in the world was falling in love for the first.
I do not think I could deny my daughter those feeling and the emotions that are involved in this. But I guess we will see when the time comes.
Monday, February 11, 2013
What is in a Name?
I have mentioned my favorite names for my daughter:
Priya or Pooja
I have always liked those names and the few girls I have met that are named Pooja, have always been gorgeous, but that should not be a reason to choose a name.
I like Priya because it means Beloved. I think because of all the effort to have a baby and succeeding after so long, it felt like the right name when I have a girl.
I actually like the word Piya a lot, but that did not seem like a name.
Priya or Pooja
I have always liked those names and the few girls I have met that are named Pooja, have always been gorgeous, but that should not be a reason to choose a name.
I like Priya because it means Beloved. I think because of all the effort to have a baby and succeeding after so long, it felt like the right name when I have a girl.
I actually like the word Piya a lot, but that did not seem like a name.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Too Much Energy
I think hate requires to much energy.
I tend to forgive people pretty easily no matter what they did to me, only because it takes way too much energy to stay angry.
Plus, I think I am lazy.
I tend to forgive people pretty easily no matter what they did to me, only because it takes way too much energy to stay angry.
Plus, I think I am lazy.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Politically Correct
Did you read this story from the Associated Press:
Duke fraternity suspended amid protest over party
Last Friday's party was reported to have featured an Asian theme, but university vice president of student affairs Larry Moneta said the title was changed to international relations after some students complained.
An Asian student group filed a complaint and held a protest rally Wednesday.
Pictures posted online showed people attending the party dressed in Asian-style clothing and a greeting that mocked Asian dialect.
Kappa Sigma executive director Mitchell Wilson said the national organization will investigate the party and take final action based on the outcome of that probe. Moneta said the university is considering unspecified action.
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I have noticed that in US we have become so politically correct. Who cares if some kids want to have a themed party. I would guess black face would be a no-no. But come on, who cares if they dress as Chinese or Indian and make fun of the accent. It is all in fun. I cannot believe that the University and the Parent Organization would even care about this.
But I guess we have entered a new era of political correctness where even a few people being upset will cause action. I am sure most people feel like me and could careless.
Duke fraternity suspended amid protest over party
DURHAM, N.C. (AP) — The parent organization of Kappa Sigma fraternity has suspended its Duke University chapter over a party some claimed was racist after photos surfaced of partygoers in Asian-style clothing.
An Asian student group filed a complaint and held a protest rally Wednesday.
Pictures posted online showed people attending the party dressed in Asian-style clothing and a greeting that mocked Asian dialect.
Kappa Sigma executive director Mitchell Wilson said the national organization will investigate the party and take final action based on the outcome of that probe. Moneta said the university is considering unspecified action.
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I have noticed that in US we have become so politically correct. Who cares if some kids want to have a themed party. I would guess black face would be a no-no. But come on, who cares if they dress as Chinese or Indian and make fun of the accent. It is all in fun. I cannot believe that the University and the Parent Organization would even care about this.
But I guess we have entered a new era of political correctness where even a few people being upset will cause action. I am sure most people feel like me and could careless.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Some of My Favorite YouTube Videos
Micheal Jackson Surprise:
I Want it That Way:
Homeless Boy Steals Talent Show:
Worlds Most Beautiful Marriage Proposal:
Tony Jaa - Ong Bak Chase Scene:
Susan Boyle:
Talking Dog:
Denver - Guilty Dog:
Makeup:
Honey Badger:
Monday, February 4, 2013
So God Made A Farmer
I was watching the commercials during the Super Bowl 2013 and the most
amazing ad was the Chrysler Ad called: So God Made a Farmer. It is a great
reminder of the hard work that goes into feeding a nation and how important
farmers are to that success.
So many of us have gotten used to sitting at a desk and working with a laptop, and we have forgotten to do hard work. I am sure farming must be one of the toughest jobs on the planet. My grandfather was a farmer. My father has a little bit of farmer in him.
Here is the ad:
Super Bowl 2013Version:
And on the eighth day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the field, milk cows again, eat supper, then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn colt and watch it die, then dry his eyes and say, 'Maybe next year,' I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from a persimmon sprout, shoe a horse with hunk of car tire, who can make a harness out hay wire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. Who, during planting time and harvest season will finish his 40-hour week by Tuesday noon and then, paining from tractor back, put in another 72 hours." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bales, yet gentle enough to yean lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink-comb pullets, who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the leg of a meadowlark." So God made a farmer
It had to be somebody who'd plow deep and straight and not cut corners. Somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed, and brake, and disk, and plow, and plant, and tie the fleece and strain the milk, . Somebody who'd bale a family together with the soft, strong bonds of sharing, who would laugh, and then sigh and then reply with smiling eyes when his son says that he wants to spend his life doing what Dad does. "So God made a farmer."
Actual Poem:
And on the 8th day God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker!". So, God made a farmer!
God said I need somebody willing to get up before dawn and milk cows and work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper and then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board. So, God made a farmer!
I need somebody with strong arms. Strong enough to rustle a calf, yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild. Somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry and have to wait for lunch until his wife is done feeding and visiting with the ladies and telling them to be sure to come back real soon...and mean it. So, God made a farmer!
God said "I need somebody that can shape an ax handle, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire make a harness out of hay wire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. And...who, at planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty hour week by Tuesday noon. Then, pain'n from "tractor back", put in another seventy two hours. So, God made a farmer!
God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds and yet stop on mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor's place. So, God made a farmer!
God said, "I need somebody strong enough to clear trees, heave bails and yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink combed pullets...and who will stop his mower for an hour to mend the broken leg of a meadow lark. So, God made a farmer!
It had to be somebody who'd plow deep and straight...and not cut corners. Somebody to seed and weed, feed and breed...and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk. Somebody to replenish the self feeder and then finish a hard day’s work with a five mile drive to church. Somebody who'd bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who'd laugh and then sigh...and then respond with smiling eyes, when his son says he wants to spend his life "doing what dad does". So, God made a farmer!
So many of us have gotten used to sitting at a desk and working with a laptop, and we have forgotten to do hard work. I am sure farming must be one of the toughest jobs on the planet. My grandfather was a farmer. My father has a little bit of farmer in him.
Here is the ad:
Super Bowl 2013Version:
And on the eighth day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the field, milk cows again, eat supper, then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn colt and watch it die, then dry his eyes and say, 'Maybe next year,' I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from a persimmon sprout, shoe a horse with hunk of car tire, who can make a harness out hay wire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. Who, during planting time and harvest season will finish his 40-hour week by Tuesday noon and then, paining from tractor back, put in another 72 hours." So God made a farmer.
God said, "I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bales, yet gentle enough to yean lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink-comb pullets, who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the leg of a meadowlark." So God made a farmer
It had to be somebody who'd plow deep and straight and not cut corners. Somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed, and brake, and disk, and plow, and plant, and tie the fleece and strain the milk, . Somebody who'd bale a family together with the soft, strong bonds of sharing, who would laugh, and then sigh and then reply with smiling eyes when his son says that he wants to spend his life doing what Dad does. "So God made a farmer."
Actual Poem:
And on the 8th day God looked down on his planned paradise and said, "I need a caretaker!". So, God made a farmer!
God said I need somebody willing to get up before dawn and milk cows and work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper and then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board. So, God made a farmer!
I need somebody with strong arms. Strong enough to rustle a calf, yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild. Somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry and have to wait for lunch until his wife is done feeding and visiting with the ladies and telling them to be sure to come back real soon...and mean it. So, God made a farmer!
God said "I need somebody that can shape an ax handle, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire make a harness out of hay wire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. And...who, at planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty hour week by Tuesday noon. Then, pain'n from "tractor back", put in another seventy two hours. So, God made a farmer!
God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds and yet stop on mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor's place. So, God made a farmer!
God said, "I need somebody strong enough to clear trees, heave bails and yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink combed pullets...and who will stop his mower for an hour to mend the broken leg of a meadow lark. So, God made a farmer!
It had to be somebody who'd plow deep and straight...and not cut corners. Somebody to seed and weed, feed and breed...and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk. Somebody to replenish the self feeder and then finish a hard day’s work with a five mile drive to church. Somebody who'd bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who'd laugh and then sigh...and then respond with smiling eyes, when his son says he wants to spend his life "doing what dad does". So, God made a farmer!
Christian The Lion
Not sure what is happening to me. I was watching this old video that I have seen before and it made me cry.
Just watch and enjoy, I do not need to say anything about it.
Just watch and enjoy, I do not need to say anything about it.
Saturday, February 2, 2013
New Car
I drive SUV's and in MI it is not a problem. There is plenty of parking and traffic is generally very light.
In DC it is so hard to park my larger Escalade ESV and I have to be so careful when I am driving.
So I got a car for driving in DC. Now I know why there are so few SUV's here in DC. Every parking lot is almost always full. The roads are crazy busy all the time.
I am going to leave the large SUV back in MI so that I have something to drive there.
Traffic is so crazy here, I think that I have almost gotten into an accident every few days. I had an old lady pull out in front of me when I was going 45 miles an hour. I had a car swerve into my lane. I had a car go straight when he was in a turn lane only. Finally when everyone is going the speed limit, there are drivers that go 10 miles below the speed limit and drivers that swerve in and out of lanes flying along the highway. I can handle the speeders but I hate the slow drivers the most.
What causes someone to go 10 miles below the speed limit.
Like I said I just hate the traffic here and I am hoping that the new sedan will help me feel safer.
In DC it is so hard to park my larger Escalade ESV and I have to be so careful when I am driving.
So I got a car for driving in DC. Now I know why there are so few SUV's here in DC. Every parking lot is almost always full. The roads are crazy busy all the time.
I am going to leave the large SUV back in MI so that I have something to drive there.
Traffic is so crazy here, I think that I have almost gotten into an accident every few days. I had an old lady pull out in front of me when I was going 45 miles an hour. I had a car swerve into my lane. I had a car go straight when he was in a turn lane only. Finally when everyone is going the speed limit, there are drivers that go 10 miles below the speed limit and drivers that swerve in and out of lanes flying along the highway. I can handle the speeders but I hate the slow drivers the most.
What causes someone to go 10 miles below the speed limit.
Like I said I just hate the traffic here and I am hoping that the new sedan will help me feel safer.
A Dream
I had a dream last night. I rented my parents old house in Reston VA and I was sleeping there last night.
Before I went to bed, the wife asked me when I lived there? The only time I remember living there was with my ex-wife after we got married. I did not say this of course and just pretended to sleep off.
Wouldn't you know it, I had a dream last night.
I was sitting at the table and having dinner with me and the ex-wife.
Apparently she had cheated on me and we had worked out the issues and were back together. I work up a great deal of courage and finally tell her that I want a divorce and that I am unhappy. The ex-wife keeps drinking her soup calmly and looks up at me and says ....
Damn it, I wake up before I can hear what she has to say and my heart is racing. I mean in real life, my heart is racing at full speed and I had to calm down a bit before I went back to bed. It took me another 30 minutes to go back to bed.
I was very restless since we have a new class staring in Wash DC and I always get very nervous before the start of a new class.
Before I went to bed, the wife asked me when I lived there? The only time I remember living there was with my ex-wife after we got married. I did not say this of course and just pretended to sleep off.
Wouldn't you know it, I had a dream last night.
I was sitting at the table and having dinner with me and the ex-wife.
Apparently she had cheated on me and we had worked out the issues and were back together. I work up a great deal of courage and finally tell her that I want a divorce and that I am unhappy. The ex-wife keeps drinking her soup calmly and looks up at me and says ....
Damn it, I wake up before I can hear what she has to say and my heart is racing. I mean in real life, my heart is racing at full speed and I had to calm down a bit before I went back to bed. It took me another 30 minutes to go back to bed.
I was very restless since we have a new class staring in Wash DC and I always get very nervous before the start of a new class.
A Letter
I got the below letter from a blog follower: (this is the actual letter)
The letter was very sweet and nice.
As far as inspiration, I am unsure. I succeeded much too late in life. I made so many wrong choices along the way, and in spite of that, I succeed. In USA we love the story of people that finally succeed after failing over and over again, but I am still unsure if that is a trait we should love. If I had made the right decisions, I might have succeed long back.
As far my dog. He is my only son currently and what can I say, I love him a lot. He taught me that fighting will not resolve anything. He taught me to turn the other cheek and walk away from a fight. He is so kind and sweet to everybody. Yep, no doubt about it, I love my puppy a lot.
For my positive side, I have always been like that. I guess I can get angry, but rarely, and when I do, I can always forgive. I could even be friends with my ex-wife. I am friends with my brother-in-law who threw my suitcases out on to the driveway and told me to leave his house. I guess that is good and bad, because so many people have taken advantage of me, because I can only see their good side, I think that is my nature and I could not change that even if I wanted to.
Thank you for your prayers. It cannot hurt to have people pray for you.
As far as the weight, I doubt that I will lose the weight. I had/have a friend, Ramubabu Chalsani, and I announced that I was going to lose 50 pounds over the next year a few years back, and Ramu laughed and laughed and said it would never happen. There are certain things that stick in you mind, that laugh and doubt have always stuck in my mind. He was of course right, I have been unable to lose weight. I am thinking of doing that Gastric Bypass just to accomplish this goal. If I decide to do it, I will tell you about it and how it is going, in case others are thinking about it.
Vijay also one more thing i always wanted tell since
long you but as I do not know your personal id , I wasn't sure to send it
to this email or not. Anyhow as this is new year would like to wish you a very
happy new year and let you know that I have been a follower of your blog since
2011.
Five things would like to share:
1) You are an amazing person - Please never change (You are
an inspiration to many people)
You mentioned in your blog that this is not stuff to
entertain others, that is true this is not to entertain others but certainly it
would motivate and inspire many.
2) I loved Kumo's cake :-) This brought a huge smile on my
face.
3) I salute the positive side of you who is a true winner.
4) I sincerely wish and pray you would always keep smiling
and bring happiness in people who trust you.
5) I am sure you will loose 50 pounds this year. I will ask
you if you have accomplished this. Any ways I would check your blog for that no
doubt.
HAPPY AND A PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR TO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY!
MAY ALL GOOD THINGS IN LIFE HAPPEN TO YOU.
As far as inspiration, I am unsure. I succeeded much too late in life. I made so many wrong choices along the way, and in spite of that, I succeed. In USA we love the story of people that finally succeed after failing over and over again, but I am still unsure if that is a trait we should love. If I had made the right decisions, I might have succeed long back.
As far my dog. He is my only son currently and what can I say, I love him a lot. He taught me that fighting will not resolve anything. He taught me to turn the other cheek and walk away from a fight. He is so kind and sweet to everybody. Yep, no doubt about it, I love my puppy a lot.
For my positive side, I have always been like that. I guess I can get angry, but rarely, and when I do, I can always forgive. I could even be friends with my ex-wife. I am friends with my brother-in-law who threw my suitcases out on to the driveway and told me to leave his house. I guess that is good and bad, because so many people have taken advantage of me, because I can only see their good side, I think that is my nature and I could not change that even if I wanted to.
Thank you for your prayers. It cannot hurt to have people pray for you.
As far as the weight, I doubt that I will lose the weight. I had/have a friend, Ramubabu Chalsani, and I announced that I was going to lose 50 pounds over the next year a few years back, and Ramu laughed and laughed and said it would never happen. There are certain things that stick in you mind, that laugh and doubt have always stuck in my mind. He was of course right, I have been unable to lose weight. I am thinking of doing that Gastric Bypass just to accomplish this goal. If I decide to do it, I will tell you about it and how it is going, in case others are thinking about it.
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