A long time ago, in country far away from here, there was this wonderful, brilliant, kind, caring and sensitive little boy. (okay I exaggerated, remove all adjectives, he wasn't even little !!! )
And this boy was around five years old when his parents told him he was going to have a little sister (Don't remember whether they told "sister" or "brother or sister". Think prenatal testing is legal in that country. Anyway let me get on with the story !!! )
Eagerly he awaited her coming and did everything possible to make things better for her. Like talk to her about what's happening outside so she dosen't get a shock when she finds out she dosen't know any current affairs. (Guess he needn't have WORRIED. She's lived all these years without an inkling of what's happening in this world !!! )
And he waited a long time, watching as she grew bigger and bigger, trying to feel her kick through the womb.
And then one day, after multiple visits to Mom who was in the hospital now, she was born. A really small, black kid. Really small arms and legs and didn't cry much.
He wasn't really impressed. After the long wait it was really a letdown to see something that looked more like a doll than a sister !!!
Anyway he was quite excited and behaved the best he could. Looking after her (more like looking at) and alerting mommy when she cried. And he realized he quite liked the little girl who was his sister.
Then she began to grow up, to crawl around and get in his way, to play with or eat or tear up or infinitely many other hideous acts with his belongings. Now THIS was getting irritating.
Then he slowly realized he had to SHARE his parents too !!! What cruelty !!! What injustice !!! First she comes late and wants an equal share !!! And she gets more !!! She gets more time, attention and love than he, The FIRST BORN !!!
This was getting vexatious and she showed no signs of letting up. She grew bigger and MEANER and more irritating and started to walk. Now she had more range and could get at my things which were kept at heights too.
And then he started hating her. She who took away his parents time, money and attention. She who got at his things, she who bugged him while he did anything, she who ...#$#^... All that infinitely hideous things she did that makes me shudder.
(Coming up next : The Transformation)
Disclaimer : This is my point of view. My mom says my sister never touched, forget destroyed any of my things, never ever bugged me or anybody else for that matter, and had the best disposition in a child she has ever seen.
I choose to disagree and wonder why moms always support Daughters !!! Atleast the attention grabbing part is true.
And my sister claims that I used to (and still ?!!) hurt her and is the attention grabbing, wasting money, irritating sibling. She also claims I ate all her food stunting her growth !!!
Anyway since either of them don't have a blog, you can only believe the TRUTH as expounded by ME !!!
Saturday, August 26, 2006
Monday, August 21, 2006
I'm Twenty Two !!!
Woo Hoo !!! Today is my birthday and I am Twenty Two Years Old !!! How does it feel to be 22 ?? Any different from 21, from 20 ?
Well, 21 was a momentous year. The year I turned into a legal adult . The point since when I could do my own thing and nobody could question. (Not really, but then somthings should be exaggerated !! )
And 22 is really far far away from 20. 20 is the age when I had a two digit age where the first digit is not 1, from the time I could remember (he he, what a sad joke !). There were two full years before I graduated, two long years before I had to be responsible and behave like an adult. [Atleast half an adult ;-)]
Somehow 22 feels like any other day. Uneventful the year may or may not be, but this birthday feels momentous none at all... No feeling of being in the threshhold of a new beginning.
But however the feeling haunting me since the end of college days whenever I think of a job reiterates itself. The feeling of dread akin to that of a man about to be 'walked the plank'. A man who does not know how to swim, or how far away or in which direction land lies.[Leave out the sharks, it complicates things far too much for me to handle...]
Dread that fills a person when he knows that in a very short time he'll be in the deep water and will have to pick a direction and start swimming as best as he can whether he likes it or not !!! Of not knowing if he'll drown as soon as he hits the water due to the inability to learn swimming in such a short time or drown after exhaustion renders him unable to propel himself further. Or whether salvation of a nearby shore awaits him... (Don't want a desert island, some place where they are looking for a KING would be fine (not a place where thay eat kings either a la Pirates 2!!!))
Will anybody ever give me a job ?!?
Guess I travelled far from the Birthday post :-)
Anyway thanks for all those calls and wishes... And to John and Abhi for the gift...
Well, 21 was a momentous year. The year I turned into a legal adult . The point since when I could do my own thing and nobody could question. (Not really, but then somthings should be exaggerated !! )
And 22 is really far far away from 20. 20 is the age when I had a two digit age where the first digit is not 1, from the time I could remember (he he, what a sad joke !). There were two full years before I graduated, two long years before I had to be responsible and behave like an adult. [Atleast half an adult ;-)]
Somehow 22 feels like any other day. Uneventful the year may or may not be, but this birthday feels momentous none at all... No feeling of being in the threshhold of a new beginning.
But however the feeling haunting me since the end of college days whenever I think of a job reiterates itself. The feeling of dread akin to that of a man about to be 'walked the plank'. A man who does not know how to swim, or how far away or in which direction land lies.[Leave out the sharks, it complicates things far too much for me to handle...]
Dread that fills a person when he knows that in a very short time he'll be in the deep water and will have to pick a direction and start swimming as best as he can whether he likes it or not !!! Of not knowing if he'll drown as soon as he hits the water due to the inability to learn swimming in such a short time or drown after exhaustion renders him unable to propel himself further. Or whether salvation of a nearby shore awaits him... (Don't want a desert island, some place where they are looking for a KING would be fine (not a place where thay eat kings either a la Pirates 2!!!))
Will anybody ever give me a job ?!?
Guess I travelled far from the Birthday post :-)
Anyway thanks for all those calls and wishes... And to John and Abhi for the gift...
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Long Long Ago ! ! !
[OKAY... Not SOOO Long Ago ;)]
~Continued from the last post~
(Somewhat unhappy with my reference to cricket in the last post. Wonder why I put it there. Anyway for the record : I don't LIKE cricket !! Don't even watch India - Pak Matches !! )
And then what else ???
I got into the habit of writing, of writing in a notebook all that was coursing through my mind, things I wanted to say, but couldn't or just anything that I wanted to scribble down... That somehow reduces the pressure of wanting to post to a blog.
But writing made me realize how vicious and selfish i could get or feel. I wrote something when I was in a turbulent state and reading it later was a relevation of the kind of person I am when disturbed.(devilish grin)
Not that I am not vicious at other times !!! (he he he)
But that phase is over and I got over IT and am back to my calm, composed and mostly rational self after a long (not such a long time either) time.
[IT refers to a series of incidents and an individual but I still too embarrassed to talk about it. This post was supposed to include that as per my book but i don't think now is the right time ;-)]
Well to get back from the digression to my mental self and back to the physical world ...
What was I upto when I was away from this Space...
Lot of Orkutting for one thing. Orkut can be addictive. Think they should put a warning on the login page which says "Orkut is addictive. Too much orkutting can lead to still more orkutting which will seriously affect all normal activities related to the net or otherwise. ")
Then couple of trips to Kerala, to home... ( What do can 'naadu' be translated as ??)
Cousins were there on vacation, my little sisters [ not so little but they seem so little to me even though I feel like a little boy at times. A little confusing was it ?? ;-)]
And then the movies. I seem to be either getting into the habit of or being forced to watch the same Malayalam movie multiple times. I watched Vadakkumnathan and Keerthichakra thrice each and it was worth it. No regrets.
I had to watch Prajapathi twice and I lived through it. AND I was forced to watch Dileep starrer Chess twice and I nearly died. Its Bad very Bad.
I don't think anything else happened...
More posts coming up soon....
~Continued from the last post~
(Somewhat unhappy with my reference to cricket in the last post. Wonder why I put it there. Anyway for the record : I don't LIKE cricket !! Don't even watch India - Pak Matches !! )
And then what else ???
I got into the habit of writing, of writing in a notebook all that was coursing through my mind, things I wanted to say, but couldn't or just anything that I wanted to scribble down... That somehow reduces the pressure of wanting to post to a blog.
But writing made me realize how vicious and selfish i could get or feel. I wrote something when I was in a turbulent state and reading it later was a relevation of the kind of person I am when disturbed.(devilish grin)
Not that I am not vicious at other times !!! (he he he)
But that phase is over and I got over IT and am back to my calm, composed and mostly rational self after a long (not such a long time either) time.
[IT refers to a series of incidents and an individual but I still too embarrassed to talk about it. This post was supposed to include that as per my book but i don't think now is the right time ;-)]
Well to get back from the digression to my mental self and back to the physical world ...
What was I upto when I was away from this Space...
Lot of Orkutting for one thing. Orkut can be addictive. Think they should put a warning on the login page which says "Orkut is addictive. Too much orkutting can lead to still more orkutting which will seriously affect all normal activities related to the net or otherwise. ")
Then couple of trips to Kerala, to home... ( What do can 'naadu' be translated as ??)
Cousins were there on vacation, my little sisters [ not so little but they seem so little to me even though I feel like a little boy at times. A little confusing was it ?? ;-)]
And then the movies. I seem to be either getting into the habit of or being forced to watch the same Malayalam movie multiple times. I watched Vadakkumnathan and Keerthichakra thrice each and it was worth it. No regrets.
I had to watch Prajapathi twice and I lived through it. AND I was forced to watch Dileep starrer Chess twice and I nearly died. Its Bad very Bad.
I don't think anything else happened...
More posts coming up soon....
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Its Been A Loooooong Time ! ! !
Its been a really long time since my last post and lot has happened in the meanwhile...
Well I think I write only under pressure. The heavier workload I'm supposed to have the more I feel like keeping it all aside and write about something I've been thinking about... The recent lack of posts can be attributed to two reasons...
1. Final year engineering exams which gave me absolutely no time to write anything even though I really wanted to.
2. Joining a course in Automotive Electronics which doesn't put any pressure at all ( as of now, will soon change :-( ) which makes me so idle that I just want to do nothing just useless browsing !!!
And in between these two major happenings a lot has happened...
Left my home for the last four years, dirty, hot and dusty Chennai (BUT I LOVE IT !!!) maybe for good maybe to return !!!
A lot of us guys who met in college and had a great time together have gone our separate ways... Whether and when we will meet ever again is unknown !!! Hope fate allows a happy reunions !!! In the meanwhile a great force called Orkut keeps us informed of each other's activities...
Final year of engineering is over and the 8 semester results have come... They were good but my engineering innings are not yet over... Will be playing again and hopefully for the last time in Dec 2006 !!!
And then I've shifted to Bangalore which will be my home for the next 6 months...
Bangalore is great; good climate, good college, good course bar my hostel and the roads.
(To Be Continued... most probably)
Well I think I write only under pressure. The heavier workload I'm supposed to have the more I feel like keeping it all aside and write about something I've been thinking about... The recent lack of posts can be attributed to two reasons...
1. Final year engineering exams which gave me absolutely no time to write anything even though I really wanted to.
2. Joining a course in Automotive Electronics which doesn't put any pressure at all ( as of now, will soon change :-( ) which makes me so idle that I just want to do nothing just useless browsing !!!
And in between these two major happenings a lot has happened...
Left my home for the last four years, dirty, hot and dusty Chennai (BUT I LOVE IT !!!) maybe for good maybe to return !!!
A lot of us guys who met in college and had a great time together have gone our separate ways... Whether and when we will meet ever again is unknown !!! Hope fate allows a happy reunions !!! In the meanwhile a great force called Orkut keeps us informed of each other's activities...
Final year of engineering is over and the 8 semester results have come... They were good but my engineering innings are not yet over... Will be playing again and hopefully for the last time in Dec 2006 !!!
And then I've shifted to Bangalore which will be my home for the next 6 months...
Bangalore is great; good climate, good college, good course bar my hostel and the roads.
(To Be Continued... most probably)
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
School
Why go to school?
It’s so uncool...
But once past the rusty gates
Memories remain whate’er our fates…
I’m home for the holidays from college and was listening to my sister and cousins talk about school…
They hate school, principal is “ a liar and partial”, the good teachers are leaving,the rest are stupid, they teach too much, they don’t teach anything, there are too many tests, classmates are !#@$@# and so on and so forth.
Nowadays when I think of school I have these memories of good friends, playing games in the recess, great teachers, wonderful canteen and things like that.
So I took a moment to think about my school days from their perspective. And they were right; I used to think in the exact same way! I think all of us do. There is a radical shift in our thinking when we refer to our schooldays long past.
I took a trip back memory lane to see when my thoughts of school went all rosy.
First Year of College: I’m happy I left school and am in college even though I greatly resent the ragging.
Second Year: Not yet missing it but sometimes like to talk about old days when friends from school call.
Third Year: Kind of missing school, the structured life, the attentive teachers and so on...
Final Year: When overburdened by adult pressures, sometimes wish I were in school again, so much further from the insecurity of an adult life, so much closer to the innocent friendships and all the hilarious and exciting times we had. (Was it actually like that?!? it seems so now.). All friends from school want to know what’s happening out there and I recently talked to a senior who even wanted to join the Alumni Club!! Everybody who is on Orkut is on our school community!!
It seems the human memory has the habit of paring down the past to only the good moments, leaving the bitter moments on wayside so that they may not scar our hearts for ever. Only the worst of the memories, the deepest scars are left, softened through the years, like running water smoothes out a stone.
Another couple of years and I’ll be practically in love with my school days!!!
P.S.: The poem like something at the beginning of the post is an experiment. I saw 4 excellent lines preceding the post on somebody’s blog and wanted to try it out… Mine are not great but still they are mine !!
It’s so uncool...
But once past the rusty gates
Memories remain whate’er our fates…
I’m home for the holidays from college and was listening to my sister and cousins talk about school…
They hate school, principal is “ a liar and partial”, the good teachers are leaving,the rest are stupid, they teach too much, they don’t teach anything, there are too many tests, classmates are !#@$@# and so on and so forth.
Nowadays when I think of school I have these memories of good friends, playing games in the recess, great teachers, wonderful canteen and things like that.
So I took a moment to think about my school days from their perspective. And they were right; I used to think in the exact same way! I think all of us do. There is a radical shift in our thinking when we refer to our schooldays long past.
I took a trip back memory lane to see when my thoughts of school went all rosy.
First Year of College: I’m happy I left school and am in college even though I greatly resent the ragging.
Second Year: Not yet missing it but sometimes like to talk about old days when friends from school call.
Third Year: Kind of missing school, the structured life, the attentive teachers and so on...
Final Year: When overburdened by adult pressures, sometimes wish I were in school again, so much further from the insecurity of an adult life, so much closer to the innocent friendships and all the hilarious and exciting times we had. (Was it actually like that?!? it seems so now.). All friends from school want to know what’s happening out there and I recently talked to a senior who even wanted to join the Alumni Club!! Everybody who is on Orkut is on our school community!!
It seems the human memory has the habit of paring down the past to only the good moments, leaving the bitter moments on wayside so that they may not scar our hearts for ever. Only the worst of the memories, the deepest scars are left, softened through the years, like running water smoothes out a stone.
Another couple of years and I’ll be practically in love with my school days!!!
P.S.: The poem like something at the beginning of the post is an experiment. I saw 4 excellent lines preceding the post on somebody’s blog and wanted to try it out… Mine are not great but still they are mine !!
Monday, May 08, 2006
I'm Dying !!
Mail from My Blog to me...
I'm dying... I'm badly in need of new interesting posts... I might not last much longer... Hope you'll post soon and save my life !!!
I might oblige... New posts coming soon... Interesting ?? I know not !!! I'll try my best ;-) !!!
I'm dying... I'm badly in need of new interesting posts...
I might oblige... New posts coming soon... Interesting ?? I know not !!! I'll try my best ;-) !!!
The F Word !!
Check this link.
http://media1.break.com/dnet/media/content/fword.swf
It's awesome!!
Thanks LN !!
http://media1.break.com/dnet/media/content/fword.swf
It's awesome!!
Thanks LN !!
Friday, April 21, 2006
All my posts !!
All my posts are about I, ME, MYSELF....
Hopefully the future posts will be different...
Hopefully the future posts will be different...
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Meaning of Life, the Universe and Everything !!!
Its 42 !!
Fooled ya ! ;-)
For more details refer to Douglas Adams' "The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy".
Or wikipedia http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_meaning_of_the_life_the_universe_and_everything
Sorry to everybody who was looking for something to read.
Monday, April 17, 2006
Its been a long time !!
Its been a long time since my last post... So I thought I'll post something just to keep this blog alive.
Yes its April 18 now. One whole month and 18 days since the last post.
Just getting over the last post. It was written when I was sleepy and in a weird kind of mood. I don't drink or dope but for me being sleepy is like being high or drunk. I talk more mostly nonsense, am less inhibited and speak my mind out... Therefore the last post was sort of embarrassing. Didn't want anybody I knew to see it so I never announced the existence of this blog.
Getting over the feelings over the girl too. Though she didn't reject me ( maybe because I haven't still tried talking to her) :-(
Someday when I write something worthwhile I'll let the guys know.
Getting back to a mundane description of the last 48 days.
March was pretty uneventful. Just a trip home and roaming around Kerala (actually only 4 districts : Calicut, Malappuram, Thrissur and Ernakulam). It was also the month I took up Tennis. Really nice game.
Hectic is the only word that can describe the first two weeks of April. There were the never ending project reports to complete, reviews to be given and whole lot of things that had to be done.
We heaved a sigh of relief when the final report was submitted. Only the final review left :-(.
The highlight of the month was a treat at The Residency Towers. It was great. A lot of us got together and had a nice dinner at the buffet. Pobably the last such outing during our student lives.
Ah yes ! Before I forget, Look before you leap ! Read the reviews before you watch a malayalam movie. They are really bad these days. Had the misfortune of watching four terrible, horrible, %#@ movies. Namely Lankka, Kilukkam Kilukillukkam, Chintamani Kola Case and Madhuchandralekha. DON'T watch any of the four.
Next time I think I'll write about something more profound, thought provoking and try to be interesting... Watch this space !
Maybe about the meaning of " Life, Universe and Everything" :-) :-)
Yes its April 18 now. One whole month and 18 days since the last post.
Just getting over the last post. It was written when I was sleepy and in a weird kind of mood. I don't drink or dope but for me being sleepy is like being high or drunk. I talk more mostly nonsense, am less inhibited and speak my mind out... Therefore the last post was sort of embarrassing. Didn't want anybody I knew to see it so I never announced the existence of this blog.
Getting over the feelings over the girl too. Though she didn't reject me ( maybe because I haven't still tried talking to her) :-(
Someday when I write something worthwhile I'll let the guys know.
Getting back to a mundane description of the last 48 days.
March was pretty uneventful. Just a trip home and roaming around Kerala (actually only 4 districts : Calicut, Malappuram, Thrissur and Ernakulam). It was also the month I took up Tennis. Really nice game.
Hectic is the only word that can describe the first two weeks of April. There were the never ending project reports to complete, reviews to be given and whole lot of things that had to be done.
We heaved a sigh of relief when the final report was submitted. Only the final review left :-(.
The highlight of the month was a treat at The Residency Towers. It was great. A lot of us got together and had a nice dinner at the buffet. Pobably the last such outing during our student lives.
Ah yes ! Before I forget, Look before you leap ! Read the reviews before you watch a malayalam movie. They are really bad these days. Had the misfortune of watching four terrible, horrible, %#@ movies. Namely Lankka, Kilukkam Kilukillukkam, Chintamani Kola Case and Madhuchandralekha. DON'T watch any of the four.
Next time I think I'll write about something more profound, thought provoking and try to be interesting... Watch this space !
Maybe about the meaning of " Life, Universe and Everything" :-) :-)
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
What Do You Do ? ? ? A Questionnaire
what do you do ... or... ok... let me admit it... what do i do if i like a girl and don't have the GUTS to go talk to her ? ?
[ is it normal or am in serious need of help ? ? :-) do people really write about such things ? ?]
what do you do if the only way LEFT of contacting her is a face to face encounter and you don't have the gift of gab ? ?
what do you do if the chance of rejection is REALLY high even though she is not committed ? ?
and for all of that what do you do if you cannot get her out of your mind and she permeates almost every alternate thought ? ?
what do you do if your self esteem is in the deepest part of the deepest ocean when you envisage meeting her ? ?
what do you do when you can't seem to stop feeling dazed when she goes past ? ?
what do you do if she is only girl you really wanted to talk to in years BUT she dosen't even know you exist ? ?
What do you do OR What do I do ? ?
P.S. : My very first blog couldn't hink of anything else right now... Hopefully the next one might be better... Opinions on both the situation and the blog are welcome...
April 21 : I'm opening this blog to the people I already know and opinions are NO LONGER welcome on this post. In person that is. I do not object to anybody posting comments ;-). Read the next post to know why....
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