Me: Amma! It has been snowing here all day... non-stop.
Amma: (excited) Oh! how does snow fall? Does it come down like rain? Or does it fall like ice? Is it filled with ice every where? Do take the snaps and share.
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Me: Maamaiyya (Mama), I am in US now! I am in Boston
M: Hey! Do you know Kumar? He is in LA. He has been there for three years now.. ask him if you need any help.
Me: Sure thing!
Innocence!
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
What's with today?
... I do not see any one online! May be I should make more frenz :P
Saturday nights....
Saturday nights....
First year of graduation!!
Here is a social awakening topic...
There was this long queue. The scene is at Anna University in Chennai (Madras). It was counselling. You had to go thro counselling to get an admission in to engineering colleges. The first day of counselling and there was this long queue.
I was wondering
...How am I going to go past this queue?
...How long is it going to take?
...How many vacancies would be available when I reach there?
Then came a consoling voice from my friend Manikandan...
"Don't worry machaan... our counselling is not today.. Mine is on 15th day and yours is only on 24th day, one day bfore the final day of this leg".
See that is why you need friends. They reduce your sorrow amazingly with few truthful words. I was relieved. No tension. Now its up to some college to induct me. And one such college was Bharath Institute for Science and Technology. Don't under-estimate the college. I got only payment seat. Ok...do not worry abt that too much. My dad takes care of the finances. When I came out of the counselling, he wasn't there. He was heading to a bank to get my educational loan.
The "D" day. I was going to college. My mom and dad should have been accompanying me since it was the first day. But they weren't coming. "Welcome to the freshers" - screamed the seemingly-friendly banner. There was huge rush. When lots of students came with their parents,there were many more who came there with out parents. I could easily make out. They all must have taken payment seats. It was easy to spot them as they were every where. After all those boring, himalayan speech from correspondent, chairman, his nephew, all those related to him, we were alloted class rooms and I saw an immediate clash in interest there. Every one was fighting for the last bench. Probably, I thought to myself, I am the only person who is ready to sleep from the first few benches. Any ways, college is for serious learning... oh what a misconception?
I would have gone in that terribly wrong direction but for my seniors. They showed us the path. They always did these two things
1. Do not turn up to college
2. Even if they came, they left by 1:30 to 2:00 pm. And they come in only at 10 AM.
And they all passed their courses. Oh the god sends! They showed us what it takes to complete engineering. But year 1 wasn't the time to be doing all those.
And the classes, all of the lecturers were very sincere. All the classes were taken and hence we lost sleep during the nights. You can't be sleeping the whole day. And so that cycle continued... sleep duyring mornings and wide awake during nights. That's when some channels play educational programmes. We used to take notes :D
Ok...what did we do during the breaks? The coffee breaks were the time to play pranks on other 1st years. Go to their classes and pretend to be seniors and rag them before rushing to our classes for the next session of sleeping...errr.. classes. Then lunch time is when it really happens. Seniors swarm the classes with the intent to find good looking girls atleast in their junior classes. But they did not get their prayers right I guess. But they found solace in picking up the best-looking from the lot. Again a lesson for us. Their every step seemed to teach us some thing. Oh the great seniors!!! There was two kind of classes.
1. One with atleast 2 or 3 good looking girls
2. Which doesnot have one to boast
The first category classes will be bustling with activity during lunch times and the guys in that classes are most loved by god. They are out of all the ragging stuff. Not one senior would turn up to the majority section of the class where guys sit. All have their filters set right. Only area visible to them is where the girls sit. Alas! the other category of classes are unprivilaged. The guys there run for their life. All the seniors vent their anger and disappointment on the guys. Hey don't get me wrong. Ragging will be in peak in such classes is what I meant.
I, fortunately, belonged to category 1. So girls saved our class. But we had to do some "allakkai" work like pass on the chocolates to the girls. Yes, these high-end tasks are assigned to us by seniors. Some times, we have to buy them and give it to girls as if the senior bought it. As days rolled on with such great learning and yawning... finally the exams approached.
Guess what?? We all passed. The seniors route seemed to be working. And we all moved to the next year of graduation. We are seniors now. We erected the banner this time for the freshers
"Welcome Freshers"
After all... I too have social responsibility!!!!!
There was this long queue. The scene is at Anna University in Chennai (Madras). It was counselling. You had to go thro counselling to get an admission in to engineering colleges. The first day of counselling and there was this long queue.
I was wondering
...How am I going to go past this queue?
...How long is it going to take?
...How many vacancies would be available when I reach there?
Then came a consoling voice from my friend Manikandan...
"Don't worry machaan... our counselling is not today.. Mine is on 15th day and yours is only on 24th day, one day bfore the final day of this leg".
See that is why you need friends. They reduce your sorrow amazingly with few truthful words. I was relieved. No tension. Now its up to some college to induct me. And one such college was Bharath Institute for Science and Technology. Don't under-estimate the college. I got only payment seat. Ok...do not worry abt that too much. My dad takes care of the finances. When I came out of the counselling, he wasn't there. He was heading to a bank to get my educational loan.
The "D" day. I was going to college. My mom and dad should have been accompanying me since it was the first day. But they weren't coming. "Welcome to the freshers" - screamed the seemingly-friendly banner. There was huge rush. When lots of students came with their parents,there were many more who came there with out parents. I could easily make out. They all must have taken payment seats. It was easy to spot them as they were every where. After all those boring, himalayan speech from correspondent, chairman, his nephew, all those related to him, we were alloted class rooms and I saw an immediate clash in interest there. Every one was fighting for the last bench. Probably, I thought to myself, I am the only person who is ready to sleep from the first few benches. Any ways, college is for serious learning... oh what a misconception?
I would have gone in that terribly wrong direction but for my seniors. They showed us the path. They always did these two things
1. Do not turn up to college
2. Even if they came, they left by 1:30 to 2:00 pm. And they come in only at 10 AM.
And they all passed their courses. Oh the god sends! They showed us what it takes to complete engineering. But year 1 wasn't the time to be doing all those.
And the classes, all of the lecturers were very sincere. All the classes were taken and hence we lost sleep during the nights. You can't be sleeping the whole day. And so that cycle continued... sleep duyring mornings and wide awake during nights. That's when some channels play educational programmes. We used to take notes :D
Ok...what did we do during the breaks? The coffee breaks were the time to play pranks on other 1st years. Go to their classes and pretend to be seniors and rag them before rushing to our classes for the next session of sleeping...errr.. classes. Then lunch time is when it really happens. Seniors swarm the classes with the intent to find good looking girls atleast in their junior classes. But they did not get their prayers right I guess. But they found solace in picking up the best-looking from the lot. Again a lesson for us. Their every step seemed to teach us some thing. Oh the great seniors!!! There was two kind of classes.
1. One with atleast 2 or 3 good looking girls
2. Which doesnot have one to boast
The first category classes will be bustling with activity during lunch times and the guys in that classes are most loved by god. They are out of all the ragging stuff. Not one senior would turn up to the majority section of the class where guys sit. All have their filters set right. Only area visible to them is where the girls sit. Alas! the other category of classes are unprivilaged. The guys there run for their life. All the seniors vent their anger and disappointment on the guys. Hey don't get me wrong. Ragging will be in peak in such classes is what I meant.
I, fortunately, belonged to category 1. So girls saved our class. But we had to do some "allakkai" work like pass on the chocolates to the girls. Yes, these high-end tasks are assigned to us by seniors. Some times, we have to buy them and give it to girls as if the senior bought it. As days rolled on with such great learning and yawning... finally the exams approached.
Guess what?? We all passed. The seniors route seemed to be working. And we all moved to the next year of graduation. We are seniors now. We erected the banner this time for the freshers
"Welcome Freshers"
After all... I too have social responsibility!!!!!
Sunday, February 17, 2008
The Alert Me!
As usual, I woke up to my alarm at 5:27 am (it is a hour and half drive frm my hotel to office so need to start early). Since I went late to the bed... I was feeling very sleepy and wanted to continue sleeping.. so I was sitting on the bed and had the pillow on my lap and took a short nap and then suddenly the whole world came crashing down... It was an alarm, as loud as it can get!
Oh my god! My alarm clock at hotel room had gone mad... then i tried to put that off...snooze it...every damn thing and then finally covered it under the bed (Hotel had a very thick mattress). No avail...
Hey! Wait a minute... the noise is from some where else... Oh! thats the fire alarm... gosh! I checked my kitchen and then went running to the alarm and tried to put tht off! No use... the volume was getting louder and louder! It was so embarassing for me that I am spoiling every one's sleep and then I called up the hotel office... no answer!
So I came running out of my room to go to the office and then I saw the whole of the inmates are walking out of the fire exit.
The alarm is NOT from my room but from the hotel kitchen! What the heck.. I thought to myself and i couldn't help but to laugh at my stupidity!
It all happened at 5:40 am EST! You can imagine.
Oh my god! My alarm clock at hotel room had gone mad... then i tried to put that off...snooze it...every damn thing and then finally covered it under the bed (Hotel had a very thick mattress). No avail...
Hey! Wait a minute... the noise is from some where else... Oh! thats the fire alarm... gosh! I checked my kitchen and then went running to the alarm and tried to put tht off! No use... the volume was getting louder and louder! It was so embarassing for me that I am spoiling every one's sleep and then I called up the hotel office... no answer!
So I came running out of my room to go to the office and then I saw the whole of the inmates are walking out of the fire exit.
The alarm is NOT from my room but from the hotel kitchen! What the heck.. I thought to myself and i couldn't help but to laugh at my stupidity!
It all happened at 5:40 am EST! You can imagine.
The "Terrorist knife" and the "Arrogant" tomato
If you have thoughts that I am going to narrate a great story with embedded thought provoking stuff... sorry I am gonna disappoint you. Not withstanding the amount of seriousness I am managing to put in my each of the posts.. here I go.
The villain of this story is the "Terrorist" Knife...
...My finger!!!!! Only then I realized how the knife and tomato teamed together and pretended to be giving up. My knife... oh yes... the holding edge is sharper than the cutting edge.
The villain of this story is the "Terrorist" Knife...
yeah I call him terrorist bcos he belongs to me and does harm to me :) and the center of attraction is the "Arrogant" tomato who refuses to give up.
How they both got together against me forms the rest of the story...er...blog
I... by all means... didn't try anything unusual. I was just trying to chop tomato with a huge knife.
It was like the battle of kalinga ( :O) The tomato was in no mood to give up. The knife.. the main villain was all the while laughing at me.
After a huge battle for 15 minutes or so.. I started making inroads.... only slightly...
If you only locate the cut in the tomato... pls try with your zoom lens. The struggle continues. I am in no mood to give up either. Its between me and the tomato... yeah come on!!!!!!!!
After some serious effort... finally the tomato was giving up. He could not resist more. I was encouraged by this...
"Give it more effort" - I told myself. "You are succeeding. Well done mate" - Words of encouragement from ppl around. All these pepped me up and with a final effort, I used all my energy and pushed the kinfe through the tomato... I was finally able to cut....
...My finger!!!!! Only then I realized how the knife and tomato teamed together and pretended to be giving up. My knife... oh yes... the holding edge is sharper than the cutting edge.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Bleak... yes it is!
Oh yeah... its been a month since I wrote my last post. Why wasn't I writing? Not that I was writing down 2 posts every day before this hiatus... Yeah back to the question... why wasn't I writing? Going by my blog's name "Blasé", I did not want to become uninterested in blogging by doing it too frequently... and why would I return now? Just to keep my account and blog active :P
Where in the world is Innocence?
For the uninitiated...
in·no·cence Pronunciation[in-uh-suhns] –noun
1.the quality or state of being innocent; freedom from sin or moral wrong.
2.freedom from legal or specific wrong; guiltlessness: The prisoner proved his innocence.
3.simplicity; absence of guile or cunning; naiveté.
4.lack of knowledge or understanding.
5.harmlessness; innocuousness
I thought, even before I talk about it, I should define innocence. Its quickly fading away from all of us... yes faster than the indian tigers. While it would be phenomenal to have your kid who can multiply 4378997832566 with 6374657498498 and come up with the answer in a split second... what fun can you derive out of it?
Yeah the innocence. That's more phenomenal... that is some thing that's gonna obviously fade away from you as you grow older. Why kill it immediately?
What is special to have a cutie that can wag like a talk host? Why the kid? Oh yeah... that innocence... that harmlessness... that simplicity.... with which they are supposed to operate. The innocence with which the child smiles when you throw him up in the air... he thinks you gonna catch him.. oh wait... does he think about the consequence at all??? Nay!!!! What if the same kid says "Hey buster... listen...you gonna throw me up now and if you aren't 200% sure that you will be able to catch me.. then forget this and go get yourself some stupid kid who can play with you like this". Would you want to play with that kid any more? This is just not an exaggeration as it might sound or look like. I, on my experience with the kids... have often seen that they talk and behave like matured blokes even before they went to their Pre-KGs. I hate such kids.. they aren't kids... just that they are smaller in height and lighter in weight than me or any other grown up.
To be innocent is a boon!!! It is so very a special gift that even god doesn't let you enjoy that during or after your adolescence. Its that very small period.
In that pursuit to make your kid stand taller and brighter among the whole set, you are actually not letting them live their life. You want to secure their life even before they can walk properly. Such is our sense of insecurity and we directly pass it on to them. How happy we would be if TCS or Infosys or Cognizant can recruit your kid on his first birthday and constantly press him, from then on, to become what the company wants him to be?
And what really matters when I deprive the kid from innocence? Nothing really other than what we have managed to achieve until now...
1. School goers resolving to shoot outs: I was not even allowed to see a shoot-out scene in the movie when I was a kid... The school-starter now knows to steal father's pistol and pull the trigger. Parents got to be proud. Put him in military. He knows to operate'em all! What a proud moment huh?? It was not until long ago that these were confined to the distant western countries. We have drawn a leaf out of their books. School verandaas are not the safest place to relax any more.
2. Morality: How kids have transformed these days? I wouldn't dare to strike a conversation with one. You never know when it is coming at you. There prevails no values among the kids... how many kids know and respect their relations? It is quickly dying.... No wonder.. when you leave your 10 month old kids with a baby sitter... it takes a huge effort from the kid to remember their parents name... leave alone the relatives.
3. Oh the disgusting school-sex and what not?
If only parents could invest more time and effort in parenting... Its not that you only teach them how to earn money... also impart some values in to the kids.
Other wise we will leave a bunch of reckless people in this world after us.
Where in the world is Innocence?
For the uninitiated...
in·no·cence Pronunciation[in-uh-suhns] –noun
1.the quality or state of being innocent; freedom from sin or moral wrong.
2.freedom from legal or specific wrong; guiltlessness: The prisoner proved his innocence.
3.simplicity; absence of guile or cunning; naiveté.
4.lack of knowledge or understanding.
5.harmlessness; innocuousness
I thought, even before I talk about it, I should define innocence. Its quickly fading away from all of us... yes faster than the indian tigers. While it would be phenomenal to have your kid who can multiply 4378997832566 with 6374657498498 and come up with the answer in a split second... what fun can you derive out of it?
Yeah the innocence. That's more phenomenal... that is some thing that's gonna obviously fade away from you as you grow older. Why kill it immediately?
What is special to have a cutie that can wag like a talk host? Why the kid? Oh yeah... that innocence... that harmlessness... that simplicity.... with which they are supposed to operate. The innocence with which the child smiles when you throw him up in the air... he thinks you gonna catch him.. oh wait... does he think about the consequence at all??? Nay!!!! What if the same kid says "Hey buster... listen...you gonna throw me up now and if you aren't 200% sure that you will be able to catch me.. then forget this and go get yourself some stupid kid who can play with you like this". Would you want to play with that kid any more? This is just not an exaggeration as it might sound or look like. I, on my experience with the kids... have often seen that they talk and behave like matured blokes even before they went to their Pre-KGs. I hate such kids.. they aren't kids... just that they are smaller in height and lighter in weight than me or any other grown up.
To be innocent is a boon!!! It is so very a special gift that even god doesn't let you enjoy that during or after your adolescence. Its that very small period.
In that pursuit to make your kid stand taller and brighter among the whole set, you are actually not letting them live their life. You want to secure their life even before they can walk properly. Such is our sense of insecurity and we directly pass it on to them. How happy we would be if TCS or Infosys or Cognizant can recruit your kid on his first birthday and constantly press him, from then on, to become what the company wants him to be?
And what really matters when I deprive the kid from innocence? Nothing really other than what we have managed to achieve until now...
1. School goers resolving to shoot outs: I was not even allowed to see a shoot-out scene in the movie when I was a kid... The school-starter now knows to steal father's pistol and pull the trigger. Parents got to be proud. Put him in military. He knows to operate'em all! What a proud moment huh?? It was not until long ago that these were confined to the distant western countries. We have drawn a leaf out of their books. School verandaas are not the safest place to relax any more.
2. Morality: How kids have transformed these days? I wouldn't dare to strike a conversation with one. You never know when it is coming at you. There prevails no values among the kids... how many kids know and respect their relations? It is quickly dying.... No wonder.. when you leave your 10 month old kids with a baby sitter... it takes a huge effort from the kid to remember their parents name... leave alone the relatives.
3. Oh the disgusting school-sex and what not?
If only parents could invest more time and effort in parenting... Its not that you only teach them how to earn money... also impart some values in to the kids.
Other wise we will leave a bunch of reckless people in this world after us.
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