<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553</id><updated>2012-02-25T07:32:49.531+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Circus of Life...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-4277981567659703953</id><published>2012-02-19T06:35:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2012-02-19T06:46:14.166+05:30</updated><title type='text'>It is that time again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;As we get close to the 23rd Feb., I can sense that we are on the edge!&lt;br /&gt;Irritable,anxious,down...&lt;br /&gt;The mind is restless,flashes of two years ago, seem to whiz by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are planning a quiet day, on the 20th (Akhil's anniversary as per the Hindu calendar) with a prayer and on the 23rd we will also be continuing the effort with Beyond Carlton and of course, will miss him terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been writing for a while and that has to do with a new professional engagement, that has me more occupied!Possibly good, that I am distracted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is life, a roller coaster and that I guess, is &amp;nbsp;the circus of life...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-4277981567659703953?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4277981567659703953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2012/02/it-is-that-time-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/4277981567659703953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/4277981567659703953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2012/02/it-is-that-time-again.html' title='It is that time again!'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-6753211157037117692</id><published>2011-10-10T06:14:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-10T15:30:04.204+05:30</updated><title type='text'>On your 25th birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KIwVegMdIlM/TpE7HaYyvtI/AAAAAAAAAnc/g42gaj5MpOI/s1600/akhil.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KIwVegMdIlM/TpE7HaYyvtI/AAAAAAAAAnc/g42gaj5MpOI/s1600/akhil.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KIwVegMdIlM/TpE7HaYyvtI/AAAAAAAAAnc/g42gaj5MpOI/s320/akhil.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Akhil at his last holiday with us at Coorg&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I felt like writing to Akhil,on his birthday...)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Akhil,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I am writing this letter to you after Arpita asked us to send you a card on your 25th birthday! She wants us to just say 'Be happy wherever you are." She also comforts us by saying "All are happy in Heaven." I think she said it all and it couldn't have been more simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know, we are doing fine and hope you are too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For your Mom,since you went,she has been grappling with unanswered questions" What have we done for this to happen to us?" "Why did this happen to us?""Life has been so cruel to us!" I have no answers for these.She tries to live a normal life and I know she does this for Arpita's and my sake,but I know she hurts terribly inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you have gone,we have discovered many new things,like your friends,who are such lovely kids,whom we didn't know so much, when you were here.They take time to come over, every now and then and try and spend time with us.They seek my little advice on jobs,careers and I try and see if I can be of some relevance to them, as I would have been to you.Today, close to 10 of them, want to be with us over dinner.These little things make them so special! God be with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, you not being here, has changed everything...&lt;br /&gt;I miss the trips we used to make, to check things out at stores and the quiet lunches we would go out for. I am now doing things, I never imagined I would be involved with, like promoting fire safety. This has given me the opportunity to meet so many varied people- from school kids, to corporates,to lawyers,to politicians, to well known citizens,to media.This sense of doing for others,has given me a lot of satisfaction and as your Mom says,you have been the driving force!&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally,some don't understand my passion and missionary zeal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,you &amp;nbsp;have turned 25, a milestone in many ways,we so wish you were with us, we do know you are around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday and as Arpita says, we are sure you are happy wherever you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and take care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-6753211157037117692?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6753211157037117692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-your-25th.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/6753211157037117692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/6753211157037117692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/10/on-your-25th.html' title='On your 25th birthday...'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KIwVegMdIlM/TpE7HaYyvtI/AAAAAAAAAnc/g42gaj5MpOI/s72-c/akhil.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-5993464090176130465</id><published>2011-09-27T19:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-27T19:17:17.344+05:30</updated><title type='text'>An interesting take on how we live our lives today!Live every moment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;You may find this presentation worth viewing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="__ss_9443017" style="width: 425px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="display: block; 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I do not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I am a thousand winds that blow.&lt;br /&gt;I am the diamond glints on snow.&lt;br /&gt;I am the sunlight on ripened grain.&lt;br /&gt;I am the gentle autumn rain.&lt;br /&gt;When you awaken in the morning's hush&lt;br /&gt;I am the swift uplifting rush.&lt;br /&gt;Of quiet birds in circled flight.&lt;br /&gt;I am the soft stars that shine at night.&lt;br /&gt;Do not stand at my grave and cry;&lt;br /&gt;I am not there. I did not die." &lt;br /&gt;---Mary Elizabeth Frye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-4490647978040827774?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4490647978040827774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/07/ode-to-my-dad-and-akhil.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/4490647978040827774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/4490647978040827774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/07/ode-to-my-dad-and-akhil.html' title='An Ode to my Dad and Akhil'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-8410251176658691157</id><published>2011-06-29T06:06:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-06-29T07:32:10.031+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Dad!</title><content type='html'>It is now a week since my Dad left us. From what seemed like a fairly harmless trip out to a nursing home, it took its toll on him a week later.&lt;br /&gt;My Dad was special, as I guess all Dad's are. &lt;br /&gt;He was a quiet achiever in his own way! I think he led a full life and gave us a great foothold in this world. He was self made, not in the sense of building a business empire, but in educating himself and building his career.He studied at some of the best institutes(like the IISc), that the country offered in the 40's.He was one of the few who got a government scholarship and took a ship to go and do his masters in the US.He told us stories of this sea voyage in a US army ship at the end of World War 2.Some of it charming and would seem almost like a fable to any kid today.&lt;br /&gt;They say a man is known in his death and the number of his colleagues from the army and friends who have come by to meet us, all remember him as a 'true gentleman','a great teacher' and importantly 'a lovely human being'.&lt;br /&gt;He was a great father to me and my sister,never ever raising his voice at us, but I think bringing up both of us,as fairly decent kids. He gave us a great education,at times maybe even sacrificing his savings to put us through some pretty good schools and colleges.&lt;br /&gt;I think his greatest contribution to us was to build in us, the values of life which we still try and follow and others seemingly admire.&lt;br /&gt;He spent the last 20years with me and we had grown very fond of each other. I learnt as he aged, that much like he held my hand and took me places when I was a child,now it was my turn to do the same, for him.&lt;br /&gt;He loved watching a cricket match with me,having the occasional beer together, but I think being with me.&lt;br /&gt;One more event for me,in this circus of life!&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Dad, you were the true officer and gentleman!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-8410251176658691157?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8410251176658691157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/06/remembering-dad.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/8410251176658691157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/8410251176658691157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/06/remembering-dad.html' title='Remembering Dad!'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-3233980401618307860</id><published>2011-05-23T06:46:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-23T14:40:08.597+05:30</updated><title type='text'>15 months on...life is different!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PjN9tCl3-00/Tdm4vsPHDuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Zo2ZQnY6_ak/s1600/IMG_0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PjN9tCl3-00/Tdm4vsPHDuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Zo2ZQnY6_ak/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd May,today, marks 15 months since our lives changed forever! &lt;br /&gt;It still seems like yesterday!Well, it has been a rough ride with almost every action reminding us of the times we had with Akhil. Our lives have taken many directions,on the one hand,to try and make an effort to see, if what we have been through, does hopefully not happen to someone else and the other our own personal lives have new challenges!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first, of reaching out to a larger world, our efforts with Beyond Carlton has just scratched the surface. This is a marathon and we need to stay the course, if we need to complete the distance! I am now learning, that in this journey, we will have some who will drop off and some who will join us afresh! Initially, this was disturbing but I am learning to cope. Somewhere, this has got us noticed and organisations have reached out to us, asking us to come on board their venture-- like the Namma Bengaluru Foundation to help advice them on a common interest of a fire safe Bangalore!Others have supported us in our initiatives and joined our cause!This sheer ability now to reach out to more people is most satisfying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our personal front, we have heard from friends, whom we had lost touch with and have reconnected after decades!Most are surprised at the way we have handled this moment 15 months ago and even go to the extent of calling us their personal heroes.A blog from a very dear friend Minoo, whom we we connected with after maybe 20years and now lives in the US,coincidentally, posted today talks about us and our lives! Not sure we deserve this!.&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned to Minoo, I am not sure we qualify to be anyone's hero and possibly most people handle lives the way we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes life is different and will always be, when you go through a life changing moment, but I am learning to cope 15 months on and find new meaning!In this new life what is most rewarding is meeting so many new people,reconnecting with so many we had lost touch with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the sun will rise every morning and its another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being part of this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-3233980401618307860?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3233980401618307860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/05/15-months-onlife-is-different.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/3233980401618307860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/3233980401618307860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/05/15-months-onlife-is-different.html' title='15 months on...life is different!'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PjN9tCl3-00/Tdm4vsPHDuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Zo2ZQnY6_ak/s72-c/IMG_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-5188681981947437175</id><published>2011-04-09T06:53:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2011-04-09T08:02:28.998+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Frank Anthony ! You made us Proud!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HSBGZZrDyxY/TZ_AXhMrE6I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/jh_izcgb3hI/s1600/akhil.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HSBGZZrDyxY/TZ_AXhMrE6I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/jh_izcgb3hI/s320/akhil.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593400772498494370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a special day for Nithya and me.&lt;br /&gt;We were invited to Akhil's school-The Frank Anthony Public School here at Bangalore for their 43rd Speech Day. What made this evening special, was the school's announcement, that they have instituted an award in Akhil's memory! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are details of the award that has been instituted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Akhil Uday Award for Inspiring Effort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhil did all his schooling from nursery to the 10th in one school-The Frank Anthony Public School, Bangalore. Akhil was a student of Frank Anthony's from kindergarten (1990) to Std.10 (2002).  After graduating in Bachelor’s in Business Management, he was working for an investment banking company in Bangalore and was looking at building a career in the financial industry .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of us know, there was a major fire on 23rd Feb. 2010 at Bangalore’s Carlton Towers. Akhil perished in it and his promising young life was sadly cut short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is understood from media reports and the Fire Service that the first call for help they received, was made by Akhil. Although the fire and smoke had been raging for a while, no one from the other floors, or even from the street, seemingly, had taken the initiative to call the fire service for help. Being on a high floor it took some time for Akhil and his colleagues to become aware of the crisis they were in, but Akhil’s first act was to call the fire brigade. This act, we understand, helped save many lives, but not his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This initiative and spirit, to make an effort, for not just one self, epitomizes Akhil’s values and way of life. It is to respect this spirit and keep it alive among the students of The Frank Anthony Public School that his school has instituted an annual award at his school. Our hope is that this award would inspire young children, to develop the habit of taking the initiative to help others and make a difference to society. The hope is that what begins, as an award will become their lifetime habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The award&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is proposed that an annual award, be given to a student who takes one’s own initiative by performing a specific act that makes a difference to their class/school/community or society at large. The initiative could be in any area of their choice or circumstance.Some possible examples of actions by the child could be that of helping a poor child with tuitions, helping keep the neighborhood clean, educating people with respect to what they are to do during the occurrence of a natural/man-made calamity or incident. Action could be taken in various other relevant fields that would help inspire and motivate other students to take an initiative as well and bring about a change.The key element would be self initiated action taken by student and not at the behest of teacher/parent/school.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The award would be given out at the school annual day every year. It would be a rolling trophy and a citation given to the student to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just over a year later, we feel this is one more way, of keeping Akhil in our midst and bringing to life his values!The school is remarkable in respecting its old students who have done something outstanding, like Major Unnikrishnan who gave his life up in the Mumbai attacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Frank Anthony! You made us proud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-5188681981947437175?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5188681981947437175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/04/thank-you-frank-anthonys-you-made-us.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/5188681981947437175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/5188681981947437175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/04/thank-you-frank-anthonys-you-made-us.html' title='Thank you Frank Anthony ! 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I think, it is not so much, the ritual but the symbolism of the function that got me wired up.The thought that, the one, you brought to life, is also the one, you seek peace for, at this moment, is tough to come to terms with.&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, it is not easy for a father to perform this for his child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the comfort of a very articulate priest explaining to me, that he would be at peace and had reached his final abode.&lt;br /&gt;I had a young friend of his, telling me the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We however,would like to believe that he will always be with us and in our midst and cannot bid him goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Parents I thought, brought up kids to stand on their own feet and hoped they would be a model for the world.&lt;br /&gt;In our case, this tragedy seems to give us a feeling of Akhil, wanting us to leave a legacy behind, by attempts at some small acts we are now engaged with.&lt;br /&gt;After yesterday,I wouldn't wish this for anyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-8152793337866116520?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/8152793337866116520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/03/wouldnt-wish-this-for-anyone.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/8152793337866116520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/8152793337866116520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/03/wouldnt-wish-this-for-anyone.html' title='Wouldn&apos;t wish this for anyone!'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-1664153236526612538</id><published>2011-02-24T06:14:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-24T18:46:45.736+05:30</updated><title type='text'>So, what's the year been like?</title><content type='html'>I was upset, angry at a media reporter who called me the night before and began with "So, what's the year, been like?" A truly harmless statement, to me now, but, I was on the edge and I think I chewed her up, through the interview.Not sure, she even reported anything on me after that! This summarized, all that we were feeling as the 23rd approached.&lt;br /&gt;Yes,it has been tough for us and I am sure for all the other 8 families. &lt;br /&gt;But we have learnt so much:&lt;br /&gt;*We have learnt that, the world, is also filled with so many good people!&lt;br /&gt;*We have learnt that, age is not a reason for people to express support-All of Akhil's friends are a living testimony!&lt;br /&gt;*We have learnt that, all do not handle grief the same way and we should respect that!&lt;br /&gt;*We have learnt that there are still some institutions that cherish old values-Akhil's school Frank Anthony's readily agreeing to institute an award in his memory and offering on their own, to have a memorial on 23rd!&lt;br /&gt;*We have learnt that, the pleasure of giving is much stronger than taking-our awards to unheard/unseeen firemen yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;*We have learnt that, our other child who is challenged with many issues,can still express in her own way, that she is around for us!&lt;br /&gt;*We have learnt that, if one tries hard and persistently a lot can be achieved- setting up the BC trust,meeting with govt types!&lt;br /&gt;*We have learnt that, tragedies like ours, are catalysts to make new friends and yes, so many!&lt;br /&gt;*We have learnt that, you just need to inspire and the ball starts rolling!&lt;br /&gt;*We have learnt that, we should have few expectations- being selfless is hard, but believe me gives great satisfaction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago, on this day, as I put Akhil to rest, I didn't realize, this was going to be the journey ahead!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being there.God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been one helluva year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-1664153236526612538?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1664153236526612538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-whats-year-been-like.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/1664153236526612538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/1664153236526612538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-whats-year-been-like.html' title='So, what&apos;s the year been like?'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-4464496751107782316</id><published>2011-01-23T06:01:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2011-01-23T10:39:30.457+05:30</updated><title type='text'>11...just another number</title><content type='html'>Today marks eleven months since Akhil left us.Actually,maybe not, because we feel he is very much in us and all our actions.&lt;br /&gt;Eleven just seems another numerical that will keep galloping away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is as tough for us, as it was on 23rd Feb.2010 and to me personally losing a 23year old son is the loss of a son who had turned to be a friend.At 23, we went out together whether to check out the latest music systems,cars or to a favorite gadget store.We'd go off together and get tempted to grab lunch out together and he would then call his Mom and say if it was ok that we both had lunch out! Not that we gave her a choice but that was Akhil's way of getting her permission!At 23, he was someone you consulted on things you seemed unfamiliar with-new technology,new software applications.He even got to holding me back on what I succumb to frequently, as impulse buying! His familiar refrain was "Dad do you really need that?" I thought Dad's were supposed to be asking that! He would sheepishly share a beer with me and his grand dad on Sunday's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him because he had become a close friend and a confidant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we have to go through similar situations and the one question we ask is "what would have Akhil said?"&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that is one way that he is part of us and we keep him in our actions.&lt;br /&gt;We have also decided to follow his  story of living life happily and doing whatever we have always wanted to do. Life, we learnt is too short to live on others terms but for ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;At 23, your kids I learnt, teach you a few things abut life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know Akhil is with us and will be there forever! We will continue to keep asking 'What would Akhil have said?"for the rest of our lives!This is one way we hope will help us feel he is in our midst.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-4464496751107782316?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4464496751107782316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/01/11just-another-number.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/4464496751107782316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/4464496751107782316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2011/01/11just-another-number.html' title='11...just another number'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-7098130366018602848</id><published>2010-12-04T05:55:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-04T06:24:25.541+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A day of mixed feelings...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday,happened to be both Nithya and my birthday.Yes, you read that right, we do share a common birthday and I promise you, that is coincidental!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a day of mixed feelings.The sheer number of wishes were so comforting.I have through what happened to us, discovered a whole lot of 'young' friends who have impressed me most. Most of them are Akhil's friends. The sheer sensitivity they display at their age is truly remarkable.I was touched by their warmth.From comments to 'Just have a great day,Akhil would have wanted it that way!' to a quiet wish.I am proud of each one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings me to my mood swings,last year we had a special gift from Akhil.&lt;br /&gt;He surprised us, by doing something very special,he booked tickets to a movie and dinner in a fine dine restaurant, that was all on him! He stayed back home to take care of his grand parents and his sister,not forgetting to have a party of their own, when we were out.&lt;br /&gt;He was truly a special child!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Nithya and me did do a quiet lunch out, but I couldn't forget the last birthday,  however much I tried, I knew I was irritable and edgy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, some good,we had filed a PIL form the Beyond Carlton Trust and the High Court issued notices to various parties to comply with enforcing laws and rules that exist. Hope this leads somewhere and we can make a small effort to prevent another family of going through what we have been through!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spotted a quote on my friends Facebook status that was worth pondering over:&lt;br /&gt;"There are no mistakes, no coincidences, all events are blessings given to us to learn from."&lt;br /&gt;This is tough learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a mixed day.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for the warm wishes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-7098130366018602848?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7098130366018602848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-of-mixed-feelings.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/7098130366018602848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/7098130366018602848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-of-mixed-feelings.html' title='A day of mixed feelings...'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-5077506936859932804</id><published>2010-11-27T06:00:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-28T06:47:43.429+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Another month rolls by...</title><content type='html'>It has been a quiet month and our pain is no less.&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long before it is a year since the tragedy.We still believe, things have been unfair to us and so do, I am sure all others, who lost someone suddenly! &lt;br /&gt;Besides the effort, that one, has put in, to channel our minds into something more positive like 'Beyond Carlton' there is also an effort to understand life and our end in greater detail.Issues to do with fate,karma and sometimes the need to explore more about why this  happened to us,does get us to read and talk to others. Not sure, we have got any answers as yet!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I stumbled upon a captivating speech by Steve Jobs of Apple and he talks about how he came close to death, due to cancer.In his speech he makes a very profound statement " Death is likely the single best invention of Life." Worth considering?&lt;br /&gt;(I have posted this speech on my Facebook page,in case, you feel like checking it out!)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get frustrated at the slow pace of  justice and action and eventually resign myself to believing it is beyond me! I then kick myself to go back to moving the machinery,examining options and even try and get colleagues at Beyond Carlton to at least keep it alive! I must say, sometime it works and sometimes it doesn't!&lt;br /&gt;Many things remind us of Akhil, like yesterday, while waiting at a doctor's, for an appointment, another young boy was pushing his Mom to speak softly on a call and ask the doc some specific questions for him.I turned my head to see them and it almost felt Akhil was around with his Mom. &lt;br /&gt;Guess, these things will be around for a long time and I hope things will slowly settle for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-5077506936859932804?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5077506936859932804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/11/another-month-rolls-by.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/5077506936859932804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/5077506936859932804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/11/another-month-rolls-by.html' title='Another month rolls by...'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-5463787346080333207</id><published>2010-11-06T05:49:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-06T06:45:40.441+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Missed you on Diwali!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-3TIgHC654/TNSqTeULBJI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KBalGad3BoY/s1600/8.25x11-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-3TIgHC654/TNSqTeULBJI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KBalGad3BoY/s320/8.25x11-02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536237093477090450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember our last DIWALI when Akhil was in his element.He had special fireworks that Sriram, a dear friend and colleague had given him. These were apparently left overs from IPL. He was so excited with them that he even called Sriram to check whether he had more.We had cousins over with their kids and Akhil was the 'big brother' around blowing these gorgeous huge rockets that lit the sky and left stars behind, leaving his little cousins in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,the small effort that we put together from Beyond Carlton on a 'fire safe Diwali' message, left me with a lot of satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;Could we have done it better, of course we could? What was inspirational  was the immediate willingness of various folks to work-in, which was most gratifying. From Nitin at Beyond Carlton to Radio Indigo who ran capsules to Bilat at Ogilvy who designed posters and leaflets to Akhil's friends who went around the city from cracker shops to restaurants to clubs,spreading the message. Stuff like this, with various people volunteering,almost seems therapeutic and in a way seems to reduce our pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home, as expected,we did not celebrate Diwali,like we did,all these years.Friends and family were sensitive to our pain and we didn't have the calls in the morning wishing us.No sweets came home nor did we feel like sending any.The evening was tough and Arpita, Akhil's sister defined the evening, when she said, she did not want even a candle lit, when I suggested the same.Coming from someone like her, with her challenges, in a way sums up our day yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked up into the sky, as the fireworks showered stars above and  wondered which star he was and just hope, he is safe up there!&lt;br /&gt;Missed you Akhil!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-5463787346080333207?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/5463787346080333207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/11/missed-you-on-diwali.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/5463787346080333207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/5463787346080333207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/11/missed-you-on-diwali.html' title='Missed you on Diwali!!!'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-3TIgHC654/TNSqTeULBJI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KBalGad3BoY/s72-c/8.25x11-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-2992105604770073656</id><published>2010-10-11T06:54:00.007+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-12T06:15:58.571+05:30</updated><title type='text'>10.10.10 happy birthday Akhil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-3TIgHC654/TLJsvMpsPrI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xTTq2wtEHpg/s1600/IMG_0577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-3TIgHC654/TLJsvMpsPrI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xTTq2wtEHpg/s320/IMG_0577.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526599250842762930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, 10.10.10 was Akhil's 24th birthday.Something he looked forward to and had spoken to us about.Guess, because this date would come once in a while and it made it special for him.&lt;br /&gt;We felt, we should 'celebrate' his birthday, much like he would have done. So, we had a bunch of his school and college friends over.They remembered, the strange things they did together, the pranks they played and in a way expressed, in their own way, their happy moments together. I also felt, each of them wanted us to smile and be happy this day!&lt;br /&gt;Nithya and me actually spoke, after they left and wondered, if we as 20year olds, actually were so compassionate and caring as these kids showed us.To take time off, on a Sunday and bring cheer to our home was truly admirable.&lt;br /&gt; Another young friend whom we now, have the privilege to meet,has written a beautiful piece. &lt;br /&gt;Click on this link:http://sobriquetforme.blogspot.com/2010/10/10-10-10.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for making us feel, he was around and bringing us cheer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you do remember Akhil, in any way on this special day, do leave a comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-2992105604770073656?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2992105604770073656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/10/101010-happy-birthday-akhil.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/2992105604770073656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/2992105604770073656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/10/101010-happy-birthday-akhil.html' title='10.10.10 happy birthday Akhil!'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g-3TIgHC654/TLJsvMpsPrI/AAAAAAAAAN4/xTTq2wtEHpg/s72-c/IMG_0577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-2979648719952720460</id><published>2010-09-24T12:06:00.006+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-24T12:46:37.318+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Feel the absence and the pain is severe</title><content type='html'>I quote from an anonymous comment on an earlier post of mine --that time, will help us, overcome the absence but the pain will live on forever.This was, from someone who had lost their son 10years ago, it must be true.&lt;br /&gt;Another month passes and right now, both the absence and pain is still severe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Nithya and me along with my sister, who is visiting, went over to Carlton Towers and said a silent prayer. It is still quite surreal,although the glasses have been replaced and signs of activity exist.It was almost the exact time of the accident, that we were there. 7 months ago and even now, we wonder what must have gone through the folks that day. We still debate how it could have happened,that it is unlikely Akhil would have taken a severe step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a long road ahead and not all of what is ahead is clear!&lt;br /&gt;The 7 months have also told us, that life for sure, is uncertain and each of us should try and live our life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;Do everything you aways wanted to do,don't keep putting it aside saying you are young or have a long life ahead.If you do live long, you are lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes,we wonder, that the support around us, is slowly moving away,but I pause and say, it only has to be that way, for us to get back to our feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have felt, more than ever, the blessing of  a beautiful daughter, who is 'special' in all ways and her recent constant expression that, she is now here for us, makes our eyes swell and also makes life worth living for her.She is truly an amazing child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while we let time pass,right now,we hope that Akhil's absence and the pain reduces slowly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-2979648719952720460?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2979648719952720460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/09/feel-absence-and-pain-is-severe.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/2979648719952720460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/2979648719952720460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/09/feel-absence-and-pain-is-severe.html' title='Feel the absence and the pain is severe'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-3256480147270155109</id><published>2010-08-23T14:34:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2010-08-23T15:41:29.656+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Time waits for no one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2010/08/23/stories/2010082360940300.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't believe today is 6 months since we lost Akhil. It seems like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about this moment he had called to speak to us for the last time... as always updating us on his day and what was held out for the rest of the day.I wish we or he knew what was in store and maybe,maybe we would have  been able to change things.&lt;br /&gt;Well,looking back, how you wish you can change the way the world works.But, that is not to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,as Nithya and me went on a private visit to remember Akhil at a temple and then to feed a meal to some school kids,little did I realize that our car would take the flyover that got us bang in front of Carlton Towers.Noticed the broken glasses have been replaced but it still seems to have a cold and desolate feel. Not sure, it is only we, who feel that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the way other families have coped with this tragedy are with strength and grace.Today's Hindu has carried many stories on the accident and the feature is well compiled, I thought I will attach that link.I have posted the other links on the Beyond Carlton face book group for those who may want to read more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6months on, the accident so far,still gets media cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our effort at getting justice and our striving to create a more fire safe Bangalore continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I am sure all families must be tracing back to this day 6 months ago...our lives have changed forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/2010/08/23/stories/2010082360940300.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-waits-for-no-one.html' title='Time waits for no one...'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-3344506722305901591</id><published>2010-07-22T06:04:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-28T05:46:23.534+05:30</updated><title type='text'>5 months on, its tough to understand...</title><content type='html'>Time, they tell us is a healer, but these 5 months have been truly, a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wonder,if it is getting better at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is tough for parents who have lost a child tragically, to understand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.why he was snatched away when he was just stepping out of our shadows?&lt;br /&gt;.why are we so reckless with others lives?&lt;br /&gt;.why our public safety systems do not ensure safety of lives?&lt;br /&gt;.why it takes forever to get justice?&lt;br /&gt;.why we put such a low value to the cost of a young life/ a life?&lt;br /&gt;.why all the prayers his Mom does for the family's safety, did not work that day?&lt;br /&gt;.why destiny,as some say, has a cruel turn for some?&lt;br /&gt;.why he will not be there in the years ahead, when we possibly need him most?&lt;br /&gt;.why all the years of grooming his character has gone waste?&lt;br /&gt;.why the first experience of death in the immediate family, can be so traumatic?&lt;br /&gt;.why his younger sister,with all her challenges, has to now comfort us that she is   there for us?&lt;br /&gt;.why she can't understand why this happened to us?&lt;br /&gt;.why she needs to go through the trauma of missing her buddy and friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tough for parents who have brought up a child for 23 years to understand&lt;br /&gt;We will possibly never have an answer to some or more of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhil, I hope you are in peace, wherever you are!&lt;br /&gt;Miss you,take care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-3344506722305901591?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3344506722305901591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/07/5-months-on-its-tough-to-understand.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/3344506722305901591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/3344506722305901591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/07/5-months-on-its-tough-to-understand.html' title='5 months on, its tough to understand...'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-7337831206813512952</id><published>2010-06-29T09:54:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-29T10:05:51.933+05:30</updated><title type='text'>One more small step...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Beyond Carlton took one more tiny step, we registered it as a charitable trust. Its over 4 months now, and it was one more step to formalise this people's initiative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond Carlton, would work to two charters-one to get justice to the families who lost someone and for the injured.Secondly, to mobilise public thought and awareness to fire safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was a pleasant surprise yesterday,was our registration took all of an hour[if I leave the power cut out!] and we walked out with the trust registered. Truly impressive use of technology. That was a reflection of great e-governance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now ,the work really begins for us at Beyond Carlton. The formal banner should give us more credibility and recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do have some interesting plans ahead,stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-7337831206813512952?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7337831206813512952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-more-small-step.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/7337831206813512952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/7337831206813512952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-more-small-step.html' title='One more small step...'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-3838194079818280510</id><published>2010-06-09T06:20:00.010+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:46:38.862+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its over 100 days since Akhil left us,time seems to be whizzing past us, but we cannot forget every moment with him.I spotted this touching piece Nithya had written quietly, which is so like her. I thought it may touch you too, also, it would tell you more about our Akhil.&lt;br /&gt;Read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My Son, God’s gift to us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the year 2000.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone, world over, seemed excited as well as apprehensive as it was the dawn of a new millennium!&lt;br /&gt;At home, it was a totally different atmosphere, there was worry all over, as I was diagnosed with cancer and understandably it was dull and sullen. My husband and in-laws were especially worried as to how we would manage our daughter who was a ‘special child’ with different abilities.&lt;br /&gt;The one who seemed to put a brave front and had a positive attitude was my son, Akhil. He was around 13 years. He was so positive and encouraging and not once did he show me, that it was difficult to manage without my help, his sister who was 3 years his junior. He just took over caring for her needs and looking after her, when I was away for long durations at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;He would help with feeding her, play with her, watch her favourite TV programs with her. It was as though, he had suddenly grown up the day I needed help. He just pitched in, as though that is what, he was meant to do.&lt;br /&gt; I still remember, when I was undergoing chemo in the hospital, he would come to the hospital with my lunch on some days. Chemotherapy, can make you feel nauseated and pretty unwell. He would sit patiently next to me and coax me to have at least a little bit to eat; he would literally feed me from the plate. If I refused, he would say, Mom, you have to get well soon for me, you can’t leave me, and you are my best friend! You are everything to me and the one who understands me most!&lt;br /&gt;He had also done two degrees in Reiki and he would sit patiently next to me and provide me with his healing. I can never ever forget, his love and patience!&lt;br /&gt;3 months, back, my son Akhil lost his life in the Carlton Towers fire tragedy for no fault of his. He was just twenty three!&lt;br /&gt;He surely beat me to it!&lt;br /&gt;What I think he taught me, was to have courage, patience, to give love and not expect anything back.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you very much Akhil. &lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NITHYA UDAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-3838194079818280510?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3838194079818280510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/06/mom-remembers.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/3838194079818280510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/3838194079818280510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/06/mom-remembers.html' title=''/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-4265794120204558376</id><published>2010-05-21T05:56:00.013+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-21T06:39:49.155+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Life's different, 3 months on...</title><content type='html'>Almost 3 months since we lost Akhil and things are so different.&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago,I was speaking at a workshop for writing, as a contributor to the Chicken Soup series and as I spoke,I realised things have changed so much in 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;Over three months ago...&lt;br /&gt;Did I know I would reach out to families, I didn't know, who were in shock and trauma? NO!&lt;br /&gt;Did I know I would be reaching out to them and like minded folks to set up Beyond Carlton? NO!&lt;br /&gt;Did I know I would be able to work on my vision of giving back to society? NO!&lt;br /&gt;Did I know that I would be meeting the Police Commissioner and the CM ever? NO!&lt;br /&gt;Did I know I would ever write? NO!&lt;br /&gt;Did I know I would have old friends whom I had lost contact for years,who would reconnect and support my cause? NO!&lt;br /&gt;Did I know the media would be interested in what I was saying?NO!&lt;br /&gt;Did I know there would be so many new friends[some much younger than me] I would make? NO!&lt;br /&gt;Did I know I would be writing for the Chicken Soup series? NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying to someone, there is surely good out of the bad here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world has well meaning people in abundance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,a question a media person asked me,left me a little dumbfounded:&lt;br /&gt;Where do I get the strength to do, what I am trying to do?&lt;br /&gt;My answer was,I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd Feb., has been a life changing moment for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://epaper.dnaindia.com/dnabangalore/epapermain.aspx?queryed=9&amp;username=&amp;useremailid=&amp;parenteditioncode=9&amp;eddate=5%2f21%2f2010"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-4265794120204558376?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://epaper.dnaindia.com/dnabangalore/epapermain.aspx?queryed=9&amp;username=&amp;useremailid=&amp;parenteditioncode=9&amp;eddate=5%2f21%2f2010' title='Life&apos;s different, 3 months on...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4265794120204558376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/05/lifes-so-different-3-months-on.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/4265794120204558376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/4265794120204558376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/05/lifes-so-different-3-months-on.html' title='Life&apos;s different, 3 months on...'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-117590753887190928</id><published>2010-05-11T11:15:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:30:58.895+05:30</updated><title type='text'>10 weeks on...</title><content type='html'>Today is 10 weeks since the incident. Each day is still as bad the day it happened.Sometimes, I almost feel that it is untrue and he may just return.Guess, its wishful thinking!&lt;br /&gt;Last Tuesday, we went to meet the CM finally and we did gain some traction on the investigation and compensation. I am hoping I can be of some help to some of the families.Our meeting with the Namma Bengaluru Foundation was also good and they have offered to get us connected to one of their lawyers.&lt;br /&gt;This is a long journey not a simple battle for justice.I guess what will differentiate the men from the boys would be the staying power in this long race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We missed Akhil for Mother's day, but a friend ensured Arpita didn't miss her brother this time and made sure a gift was there.These little touches make life worthwhile isn't it?Another gift from Akhil's close friend surely made Nithya feel good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, in my last post, out of this adversity of ours has come a discovery of good around.We hope this stays with us forever as it provides us strength to take each step.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-117590753887190928?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/117590753887190928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/05/10-weeks-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/117590753887190928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/117590753887190928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/05/10-weeks-on.html' title='10 weeks on...'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-3824548223526575563</id><published>2010-04-25T06:22:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-25T08:42:00.048+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Two months on...there is good around!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-3TIgHC654/S9OWm74BWDI/AAAAAAAAANE/5DAMtyUFx70/s1600/BC_007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-3TIgHC654/S9OWm74BWDI/AAAAAAAAANE/5DAMtyUFx70/s320/BC_007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463876368582400050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is now two months since it happened. Its been very different!&lt;br /&gt;On the one hand the loss of a loved one,is still hurting badly,on the other,the sheer number of people who have reached out to Nithya and me have made us believe the world has a lot of good people too! &lt;br /&gt;From Akhil's friends, to some of my own, who have joined our cause, to people whom we have got to know, after this tragedy.To us, this is so gratifying!&lt;br /&gt;My effort with Beyond Carlton too has begun to take better shape, we did a few nice things-23rd happened to be Surabhi Joshi's[one of the unfortunate who lost her life] birthday and we decided to plant a sapling in her memory.This has led us to believe that we need to cleberate all the 8 others,who are no longer with us in some manner like this.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,was the start of our awareness campaign and it was again so nice to see the support we got.Support from the Forum Mall,Ogilvy and various other suppliers.&lt;br /&gt;We surely must be touching people!&lt;br /&gt;This makes me feel that out of our adversity we are slowly carving out some good!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all, you are making our journey a lot smoother!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-3824548223526575563?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/3824548223526575563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/04/two-months-onthere-is-good-around.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/3824548223526575563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/3824548223526575563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/04/two-months-onthere-is-good-around.html' title='Two months on...there is good around!'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_g-3TIgHC654/S9OWm74BWDI/AAAAAAAAANE/5DAMtyUFx70/s72-c/BC_007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-4242635794624833332</id><published>2010-04-01T19:30:00.021+05:30</published><updated>2010-04-05T14:13:31.529+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Picking the pieces?</title><content type='html'>Over 5 weeks and feeling a little down.Pardon me for that!&lt;br /&gt;It is getting tougher rather than easier without Akhil.&lt;br /&gt;I think it is, due to fewer folks around us and more time to ourselves now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small things hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Like, deleting his phone number from the favourites on my phone, took me 5 weeks.Yesterday,that act got me so emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I keep saying to Nithya even now,is 'I still can't believe it'.&lt;br /&gt;Our challenge is,that there wasn't any survivor from this tragedy, who was with him.&lt;br /&gt;So, there are a lot of unanswered questions.Someone, who could have told us what happened in the last hour of the event.We are just not able to piece the facts together to get closure.&lt;br /&gt;This is quite unlike any other accident in one way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we get the answers ever? I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;Our effort to get on with our lives, is an attempt, sometimes, to runaway from the reality,strange isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akhil had his whole life ahead,his career,his wanting to achieve things for himself and for his family.We suddenly realise, we will not just have a son anymore,we will not have another daughter who would have been his wife,no grandchildren's chatter  in the house,besides, of course,for me ,no one to talk to, on the latest gizmos and cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a look at this beautiful video created by the 'Beyond Carlton' team,it sums up my mood...&lt;br /&gt;Akhil, you're gone too soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hy4xwne8Dgs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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Too Soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Like a comet&lt;br /&gt;Blazing 'cross the evening sky&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Fading in the twinkling of an eye&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiny and sparkly&lt;br /&gt;And splendidly bright&lt;br /&gt;Here one day&lt;br /&gt;Gone one night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the loss of sunlight&lt;br /&gt;On a cloudy afternoon&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a castle&lt;br /&gt;Built upon a sandy beach&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a perfect flower&lt;br /&gt;That is just beyond your reach&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born to amuse, to inspire, to delight&lt;br /&gt;Here one day&lt;br /&gt;Gone one night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a sunset&lt;br /&gt;Dying with the rising of the moon&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon&lt;br /&gt;Gone too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks also to Michael Jackson for a great rendition!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-7396462721182892791?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/7396462721182892791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/03/gone-too-soon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/7396462721182892791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/7396462721182892791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/03/gone-too-soon.html' title='Gone Too Soon'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-2165736752952271182</id><published>2010-03-24T05:34:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-24T06:17:29.141+05:30</updated><title type='text'>One month on...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was one month,since Akhil moved on.Moved on?Is that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feelings of how the day went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories of events that happened that day a month ago,thoughts of what he did before he left for work,the call he made to us that afternoon and what he may been through in those moments, filled us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what was most satisfying for me, was that I was able to reach out to 8 of the 9 families who were in exactly our situation and bring them together for a memorial last evening at Carlton Towers.Not the easiest place to visit.The grief for all of us is neither less nor more.Some, are maybe a wee bit stronger and some need a hand.I am hoping I can continue to reach out to them and share their grief too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inter faith ceremony was touching.Brilliantly handled by my friends and the 'beyond carlton' group.A big thank you from all of us!The large numbers who turned up and also the support from various quarters is my hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its also been a  strange last two days, where I needed to face the media,I was unclear if I could manage that,but I felt I had no choice but to do it,if I wanted to propagate the 'Beyond Carlton' initiative. Not sure, how I performed though! Was worried I may lose my composure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last month,we have had a lot of folks,telling me we were an inspiration in the way we were managing the situation,honestly, what's the choice we have? Become a recluse is an option, but what good does it serve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its also a month I realise since I began this blog, and I never realised there would be so many out there, whom I seemed to have touched.From Akhil's friends, to our friends, to priests, to folks in government, to media. I am glad I am saying something sensible!Akhil, thank you buddy, for letting me find a way to express myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, a bit of pride,the 'Beyond Carlton' initative is picking up pace like I never imagined a month ago.600 + members on FB and support from respected citizens,organisations,police,government.Nice feeling too at the end of one month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a lots happened in 30 days,its a long journey ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-2165736752952271182?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/2165736752952271182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-month-on.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/2165736752952271182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/2165736752952271182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-month-on.html' title='One month on...'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-6365262340158118933</id><published>2010-03-20T05:57:00.005+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-23T05:37:30.310+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Beyond Carlton...gathering steam!</title><content type='html'>We approach the first month of this tragedy and I am sure like Nithya and me other families have had mixed emotions over these weeks.We both, maybe a little stronger than some,only because we may have taken a few more knocks in life.But, deep inside,it hurts!&lt;br /&gt;I sometime wonder,where I am getting the strength to get 'Beyond Carlton' to happen! &lt;br /&gt;I must say it is friends and family who are around,lending a hand and a shoulder.Like, this friend,who's not directly affected,but who is so passionate about the cause. She goads us,tells me whom to call,takes on roles selflessly and sometimes gets my 'auto pilot' mode to do things which I should be doing. She has come as God's gift to 'Beyond Carlton'.&lt;br /&gt;Are there more of her around?&lt;br /&gt;'Beyond Carlton' has been reaching some tiny milestones...the group is gathering momentum on Facebook and if you aren't there yet,do become a member.The huge support we are getting from various quarters is assuring, be it the police force,some respected NGO's and sports bodies.Stay tuned over the next few days, to know more on 'Beyond Carlton'&lt;br /&gt;My thanks to all who are helping us reduce the pain,but I do believe my Akhil, would want me to embark on this long journey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-6365262340158118933?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6365262340158118933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/03/beyond-carltongathering-steam.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/6365262340158118933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/6365262340158118933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/03/beyond-carltongathering-steam.html' title='Beyond Carlton...gathering steam!'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-6321824095221696273</id><published>2010-03-16T05:35:00.004+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-16T06:16:59.769+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Beyond Carlton...3 weeks later</title><content type='html'>3weeks to date and things seem like yesterday.It is so unbelievable!&lt;br /&gt;We still have to come to terms with it.Sometimes, we have to remind ourselves, that Akhil is not around for now and forever.At times in the day, it is tough, especially his daily post lunch call to both Nithya and me or late evening where we wait for him to come home for dinner. We are hoping we get the strength to move on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to reach out to 3 other families who also lost someone dear.It was so odd to sit together and try and pick information to piece together and frame a reason on what could have happened to each of our folks we lost.It is so sad we need to try and get the reasons from each other.Committees set up may take forever in India, as we know and we may never have all the answers.But,I guess there is comfort in hearing each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also managed to reach some injured and the anger and pain is palpable.They too seem to believe in my thought, of wanting to get accountability and awareness for the future.This is a long haul but is there an option? Maybe to just let it pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others support, we now have a common banner 'Beyond Carlton'.The response has been extremely encouraging.If you believe in fixing accountability for this tragedy and also in the long term want to create awareness and education to prevent another Carlton,do join the Face book group or express your feeling on twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping this is one way,I can turn our adversity into something more productive. Your thoughts???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-6321824095221696273?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/6321824095221696273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/03/beyond-carlton3-weeks-later.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/6321824095221696273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/6321824095221696273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/03/beyond-carlton3-weeks-later.html' title='Beyond Carlton...3 weeks later'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-4063752630535620836</id><published>2010-03-09T05:00:00.008+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:42:18.096+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Carlton Towers and beyond...</title><content type='html'>Its two weeks to date, since I lost my son,possibly one of the youngest to have succumbed and I can barely muster courage to think beyond.&lt;br /&gt;But, I think we all need to!&lt;br /&gt;Our minds have shifted from grief,anger,sorrow to questions about what really happened that day.I feel I can let time pass and hope we just get on with our lives or attempt to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;It is this need, that has got me thinking on whether to channel these feelings to a more constructive role.&lt;br /&gt;.I wonder if the  8 other families who lost a dear one in this tragedy, feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;.What about the many injured(I have yet to meet any of them!)what is going through their minds?Would they like to speak about it?&lt;br /&gt;.Do we need to keep this alive, to ensure many more Carlton's can be prevented?There are many more 'Carlton Towers' on the same road, in our city and across India. &lt;br /&gt;.There is a huge bureaucracy and system we are up against,is it worth our while?&lt;br /&gt;.Can we really make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;I would like to know what you think and especially, the thoughts of those who were injured in this accident.If any of you know any others who may be interested,please forward this blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we move beyond...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uday&lt;br /&gt;PS-If you feel you'd rather respond by an email,feel free to mail: beyondcarlton@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-4063752630535620836?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/4063752630535620836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/03/carlton-towers-and-beyond.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/4063752630535620836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/4063752630535620836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/03/carlton-towers-and-beyond.html' title='Carlton Towers and beyond...'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8353360891727478553.post-1853810991918522603</id><published>2010-02-25T04:14:00.009+05:30</published><updated>2010-03-07T06:24:44.876+05:30</updated><title type='text'>I remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-3TIgHC654/S4W5GZHebII/AAAAAAAAAMU/0trYZ6RC_cA/s1600-h/IMG_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-3TIgHC654/S4W5GZHebII/AAAAAAAAAMU/0trYZ6RC_cA/s320/IMG_0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441959244219706498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23rd Feb.10, changed our world.Our little son Akhil, was consumed at The Carlton Towers Bangalore,tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;Its 4am on 25th Feb.and I felt I should share what I remember of Akhil, a son who is no longer there for me and Nithya but will not be erased from our lives and memory in our lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;I remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A baby whom I used to rock to sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dropping him on his first day at pre school and the teacher called Nithya to say,she didn't  know whether to attend to the dad or son who both wept to go to school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His passing out of Frank Anthony school and me telling him later that maybe  I should have put him in a better school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His joining NJC for his pre university and his principal calling me to say he was a tough kid to handle,and Akhil telling me,he knew more than his computer teacher did&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His passing out of Christ and his pride in his college.He told me he felt a good college made a huge difference to his friends and his opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His stint with Kotak and his later confession that it taught him so much in sales-targets,talking to clients and convincing them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His days at Chesapeake and his ambition to drive the place to a different pace.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His calls after lunch every day and his line ..'Hmmm, what's up?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;His telling me on 23rd Feb morning, that he thought I needed to improve the layout my first blog from  my company and I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dad don't worry, I'll get you that  BMW&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dad that's where our car lot needs to be, for our Lamborghini and Ferrari's,as we embarked on our small construction for our house recently.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why,Dad, can't I think big, when I chided him to have his feet on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I write this 36 hours after he left us and I am not sure I can sustain this trail for long, but I know others who mattered have as special memories of my Akhil...so please add to this and share this blog with people whom you think, may want  to continue with I remember...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8353360891727478553-1853810991918522603?l=udayvijayan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/feeds/1853810991918522603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-rememeber.html#comment-form' title='54 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/1853810991918522603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8353360891727478553/posts/default/1853810991918522603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://udayvijayan.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-rememeber.html' title='I remember...'/><author><name>Uday Vijayan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09447912310908529056</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFUSYDYaXvc/TVfwdYaJcXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/rLC9P_04OpE/s220/uday.dna%2Baug2010.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g-3TIgHC654/S4W5GZHebII/AAAAAAAAAMU/0trYZ6RC_cA/s72-c/IMG_0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>54</thr:total></entry></feed>
