Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Common enemy

I was wondering for a long time how grand parents and grand childrens are very close emotionally. The relationship between a father and his parents or a father and his kids are not that close. One of my friend said casually which i feel was convincing for me. The answer is "both(grand parents and grand children) have a common enemy. Needless to say who it is. :)

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

I too had a love story :-)


May 1st 2010 – 8.45 PM


“It’s a girl baby, sir. Baby and mom are fine”.


Here it is.  A nurse handed Ananya to me and I took her with trembling hands


“When a baby is born, a father is also born. He never existed before” – Unknown


Few minutes before:


It was a small hospital in Kumbakonam. I was waiting outside the operation theatre. Until that day, I had never waited outside an operation theatre. Forget about waiting, I was never under such a stress and tension. Suddenly, I heard a distant, clear baby voice inside and within minutes, a nurse gave me the angel sent from heaven for whom we were waiting for 9 months
I could not hold her properly due to tremble and gave her to my mom who was standing nearby with tears. I felt Ananya was so possessive with me and she started pushing her legs showing discomfort and wanted to come back to me. I took her in my hands again and rushed to see my wife who was moved to room by now.  When I reached the room, Ambika was semi conscious but was able to see both of us with smile. I touched her arms and she grasped my other hand. I felt blessed when two of my lovely ladies holding both my hands looking at my eyes. That was when I heard a feeble “I love you” and that was the moment I realized or felt what love is. My eyes replied with tears when my body was frozen standing in front of her seeing her smile in spite of pain.

Jan 15th 2008:


We both were travelling from office to Velacherry where Ambika’s mom was staying. I wanted to convey her mom about our relationship before she come to know from anyone else. Ambika was not fully comfortable and felt it would lead to lot of problems. I was stubborn and convinced her that it will make her job easy since I take the responsibility of opening this in her home which is crucial part in the process of relationship dwelling from love to marriage.
It was a shocker of a news for her mom and she could not believe the fact that we both informed her upfront. She could not take that and asked me to come next day. When i visited her next day, it was my turn to get a shock. I felt cold when I saw 2 Tata Sumos parked outside with Kumbakonam registration. Undoubtedly, climax of the film “Kaadhal” flashed my mind. My fear was doubled when I saw 5-7 village guys(in white shirt and black pant or dhoti) were seated in the hall greeting me with stern looks. One of them stood and introduced himself as Ambika’s brother. He further enquired me about my work, family and asked me to come to top floor. All the guys stood and escorted me to the top floor. By now, I was convinced that this story’s climax was going to be worse than Kaadhal. To my surprise, he called Ambika also and took her with us. When we reached to top floor, he questioned me “ Do you love my sister” for which I replied “sir, I want to marry your sister”. His look told me that he understood the subtle meaning. He asked the same question to her and to my horror, there was a silence from her. I was wondering and lot of questions were flashing my mind – “ was the question so complex or did she didn’t hear the question or was she brain washed or was it a black mail”. After a good one minute, a faint reply came and saved my life. It was a “Yes”
Later she said that the one minute pause was purely for fun to see me tensed in front of her brother.
“Who said girls lack humor sense”
My brother in law asked us to wait for an year and promised us that he will help us. He kept his promise by convincing each and every member of her family which took almost 1.5 years. We owe our life to him

Jan 16 – 2007:


My teammate , Ambika, gave me a dirty look from top to bottom. I was totally out of place in my new work place, Chennai, where I got transferred from Bangalore. My yellow t-shirts, 8 packet cargos, white unmatched shoes, ear rings gave me a clown like look in Chennai. My teammate interacted with me only when I changed myself in terms of attitude, dressing and communication to match Chennai. Later we both were deployed in the same module along with 4 more testers. All 6 of us worked in the same project and we spent most of our time together. It was more than enough to strike a good friendship. We all used to go breaks, lunch, outings together.
I still remember the new year eve of 2008 when we all guys without Ambika went to ooty  when I started to miss her badly. It was the first time when we guys went out to an outing and I felt so different and lonely. When I returned to Chennai, I conveyed this to her and to my surprise, she also felt the same. We felt that our friendship blossomed to a new relationship. Within weeks of this realization, we came to know that her mom came to Chennai to confirm the engagement date for Ambika with another guy. We wanted to do something about it and an idea striked me. I took her to meet her mom.

Jan 16 – 2006


That was my day 1 of induction program and I was sitting near a fair guy who introduced himself as “Gopi”. We were chatting all the way but my mind was wobbling inside for opting for a software job without knowing anything about programming. I was cursing myself for resigning a core engineering company for joining IT. I was wondering why should I travel from Coimbatore(my college) to Gujarat(first company) to Chennai(Interview for IT) to Mysore for induction. Without knowing about the happenings inside my mind, Gopi was going on talking about his relative who is also working in the same company in Chennai and I feebly heard that the name was “Ambika”. ☺

“We don’t meet people by accident, they are meant to be crossed for a reason”

I am back

Back to writing after so many years !!!


Wednesday, July 16, 2008

GAJINI

Arjun - 3rd year engineering student
Parasuram - Arjun's grandfather
Time - 9:45 pm

Arjun was getting ready to go out.

Parsuram: Arjun,are you planning to go out?
Arjun: Yes grandpa.
Parasuram: What?Time is already 10 pm da.Where are you going at this time?
Arjun: I am going to Venki's house grand pa for group study. All my friends will assemble there at 10 pm.
Parasuram: Why are you going to Venki's house now? His parents are out of station,i guess.
Arjun: Yes.Only then we can study very well.
Parasuram: Arjun,your last semester results came today only.So you are going to start for next semester so soon?
Arjun: No grandpa.I got arrear in Maths-III for the third time,so going to work hard.
Parasuram: Very good da.I am really happy.Inform your dad and go.
Arjun: No No.Let him sleep.I will clear this paper this time.
Parasuram: Are you sure?
Arjun: Yes,i will try like Gajini Mohammad and succeed at last.I will not stop until i succeed like him

Oops,here our hero uttered some thing related to history not knowing that sentence stopped him
from going for "Group
studies “ .The very word of Gajini made his grand father,a retired history professor,to sit up and correct his grandson.

Parasuram: No Arjun.Dont degrade yourself by comparing with Gajini.
Arjun: Why grandpa?He is an inspiration to most of us for trying repeatedly even after facing continous defeats. I think he lost
some 17 battles but went on to fight with self confidence and won the 18th one.
Parasuram: No Arjun. Most of us think Gajini Mohammad as an hero and icon for self confidence. That was a framed story.
But history was different.Let me tell you who is Gajini and his blood shed murders on Indian people.

Since the converation was interesting,Arjun started to listen to his grand father.

Parasuram continues to his grand son(and of course to us)...

Gajini was a small country located some hundreds of kilometres south of Afghan.Mohamed was the son of the ruler of Gajini. Bedtime stories for most of the kids in other countries during that time was about India - India's wealth,culture.people and gold. So no wonder most of the foreighn rulers dream to rule India. But Mohammad's (Gajini Mohammad)dream was totally different.He want to loot as much of wealth as he can from India.

When he became the king of Gajini,he decided to invade India. The millenium 1000 AD started very badly for India.

Gajini invaded Punjab,defeated king Jayapal and looted tonnes and tonnes of gold from Punjab temples.

Arjun : Stop Grandpa. what did you said? Gajini defeated Punjab king? did he not succeeded in his very first attempt?

Parasuram continues..

Yes.Gajini succeeded in the very first attempt.Infact he was never defeated in all his 17 invasions. He could have very well ruled India but since his intention was only Indian wealth,he was satisfied with golds and other valuable things.Since then,it became habit for Gajini to invade every year and return to his country with enormous wealth.In his first attempt alone,he transported some 5 tonnes of gold.Imagine the amount he took away in his 17 invasions.

His 17th invasion was the most blood shed one in history.That time his target was Somnath temple of South

Gujarat. Somnath temple was one of the richest Indian temple during that time. A Siva lingam floating in air due to magnetic effect was the highlight of Somnath temple's construction.

When Gajini tried to enter the temple,to his surprise,around 30000 people resisted him. What happened after that was the most brutal mass murders in Indian history.Gajini's army fought with people and killed all of them. Yes,30000 Indians were killed in no time. The sea shore became red due to blood.

After packing as much of gold from the temple.Gajini's army returned to their country. Gajini was a psychopath mass murderer. Like stamp collection,his hobby was to collect fingers collection.He used to cut all the fingers from his enemy kings and save it like stamps.

Arjun was shocked to hear all these blood shed history.

Parasuram : But Gajini was very lucky to escape from Rajendra Chozhan who was very near to Somnath temple during that time.Rajendra .......

Arjun : Grandpa..Please.Already one round of studies would have been over.Please grand pa.Allow me to go and join atleast for the next "round".

Parasuram : Okay Grandson.Continue and I dont want to disturb your studies.Take care.

Arjun : Bye Grandpa.

Friday, March 14, 2008

A Date

Karthik and Devikha finished their delicious dinner at a restaurant near beach road,Pondicherry.The time was 10pm.It was a Saturday night and was raining heavily outside.The Bearer gave them the bill and it was Rs.364.
Devikha summed up the digits and said “Karthik,See the sum,Its 3+6+4=13,13 Is an unlucky number,Right?”

Devikha has this useless habit of summing up the digits wherever she sees a number. She often boasts that Ramanujam was from her home town, Kumbakonam and he studied in the same school as hers. Sigh. Though Karthik did not like her comment,he smiled and gave his credit card to the bearer.

Bearer:Sorry Sir,The machine is not working,Cash please,sir.
Karthik:Oh,No.I Don’t have cash,I have other bank card also,can you use that?
Bearer:No Sir,Some problem in the network cables sir.
Karthik:Oh. Devikha, Do you have money,Swiping machine is not working,it seems.
Devikha:No Karthik.I didn’t bring the purse.
Karthik: (Frowns and thinks inside)I should not have asked you that question.
Bearer: There is an ATM centre in next street sir,You can go there and collect the cash.We will wait and take care of Madam.
Karthik: (Confused and worried) Devika,Can you wait for fifteen minutes?I will be back.
Devikha:Hmmm..Ok dear. But come soon.

Karthik and Devika work for the same company.Both are software Engineers and they love each other. They are going to get married in a couple of months time.
They came to Pondicherry to meet Karthik’s parents who live there. Their plan was to finish the dinner before 8.30 pm and return home.But plan was getting delayed because of the rain.

The restaurant was filled by some five or six people and he was worried to leave Devikha alone. But since there was no option left,he came outside.Still,It was raining heavily. While stepping out,He turned back and Devika was not at their table.Only her bag and mobile was there. On seeing this,he was worried for a second and then consoled himself by assuming that she should have gone to washroom. He steppped out.

“3+6+4=13,13 is an unlucky number,Right?” Her comment was running his mind.

He found an ATM centre and unfortunately a long queue was there. He thought of calling to her mobile and informing about the lateness.He tried calling to her mobile .Her phone was ringing and ringing.
The call got dropped with ‘No answer’. Adrenalin secretion was at its max for him. He was sweating in that chill weather. He was calling to her mobile again and again but there was no answer.It took almost twenty minutes for Karthik to use the ATM.He sent an sms mean while with content “Are you safe?” but the messge did not get delivered.
He collected the cash and started running towards the restaurant. He tried calling her again,and to his surprise a male voice picked up the call and the call got dropped in between. He rushed to the restaurant and went to their table. Karthik was totally wet. More shock was waiting for Him.Devikha’s bag and mobile was also missing
.
Karthik tried calling to her mobile and this time he was getting “Network Busy” Error. And he was calling to her number continously for five minuted but still the same error was appearing. Karthik was almost in tears.Suddenly a hand touched his shoulders. Karthik was shocked to see Devikha standing there puzzled.

Karthik almost shouted at her.

Karthik:What happened to you? Where is your mobile?I tried calling your mobile ‘n’ number of times.
Devikha: Is it?But I didn’t get any call,See my phone is in full network signal.
She was right. The signal was proper.
Karthik:Where were you when I left the restaurant?
Devikha:I went to take water from the next table,the moment you left the table.
Karthik: From where are you coming now?
Devikha: Come on,I am coming from wash Basin room ,Are you ok,Dear?
Karthik:I called you while coming back from ATM centre and a male voice picked up and it got dropped in between.
Devikha:Oh.But I didn’t get any call dear. That should be a wrong connection,I guess. IT used to happen often in this network
Karthik:I was so worried Devikha.i couldn’t reach you in mobile.i was so horrified. Thank god.You are ok
Devikha:Don’t worry da.
Karthik:Which Mobile network are you using?
Devikha: XYZ netowrk
Karthik:Oh,Yes.i have seen our office bulletin board getting flooded with the complaints about their poor service.Our first job tomorrow is to change the network.
Devikha:That is for tomorrow.Call your mother and inform her that We got held up in the restaurant. A beep,beep sound was coming from devikha’s mobile.An sms alert and she opened to see Karthik’s sms “Are you safe?”. Karthik hugged her in relief,and she replied for the sms “No,Not Now ;-) “ and winks towards him. He realises the position and move back.
Karthik smiled and took his mobile and called his mother
But “Network Busy” J J J

Note: It was based on real life incidents.and the story dedicated to the users of that XYZ network.

Friday, January 11, 2008

Right Or Wrong

This post is an outcome of frustration.  What is the frustration? No, no. Wait. Don't go over board. Ita about how our close circle  give their opinion when asked for and their fetish to agree to what we say though they very well know it is not truth. 


Usually it is very difficult to get the correct reviews from our people(friends,relatives,parents).I normally face a very difficult time when selecting some thing like mobile,dress or movie reviews when asked. They used to say ‘good’,’nice’,’fine’ just for our faces. So we never get the real review and finally end up with getting bulbs.
And Finally I found out a way to get the right review.
Here are some examples.Hope it is useful for you.

Item:Shirt
Reviewer:Mum

Me:Amma,I bought this Shirt yesterday.How is it?
Amma:Yes,its good da.It Matches you well
Me:Thanks Ma.

My Idea

Me:Amma,This shirt is Really Bad.
Amma:Yes da,What colour have you selected,Its like Ramarajan Shirt.
Worst case dialogue:Neeyum un taste,Po po…
Me: Po Po va.. ???!!!!!!!

Item:Mobile
Reviewer:Friend
Me:Dai,see my mobile da.
Friend:Good,Nice one da.Your taste is very good da.
Me:hmm..thanks da

My Idea
Me:Dai,I made a mistake by buying this mobile da.
Friend:ya,its bad da.Its battery back up is less,Resolution is less and signal coverage is low da.Its a failure model in Uganda
Me:Ada paavi,Uganda la failure aana matter lam therinju,kavuthitiye da
Worst Dialogue:Its like Soap dabba da
Me: !!!!!!

Item: :-) 
Reviewer:Of Course,Friend

Friend 1:Dai,She is my Girl da.How is She?
Friend 2:Seriously?very good da.She looks like Lord Mahalakshmi in our Calendar.
Friend 1:Touched by his reply.Thanks Buddy.Lets go to restaurant.

My Idea
Friend 1:My girl is very bad da.I made a wrong Selection
Friend 2: Yes da.Face ah da adhu?sadhurama Sappaya Maruthi Omni mari. Neeyum un selection um. Kaa Thu.For Your Smartness,You deserve more da.Tell Hmm.i will bring Miss.World
Friend 1: I deserve More???(Touched by his reply).Thanks Buddy,atleast you said now.lets go to Tasmaac

Worst Dialogue:She Looks like a girl from Kingfisher Calendra da.She’ll not suit your family.

after completing this post,i showed it to my brother and asked his feedback,His reply was
"Good,Fine..as usual"
Me:As Usual ah???!!!!!"

So Be aware or Beware. Ettappans all around us.

Friday, January 4, 2008

Classic Crap

I was watching an old Ramarajan classic crap movie in which his brother was an army return guy.I was so surprised to watch a scene in which his brother returns to his native 18th patti village in a town bus with an army costume.

Tight dark green outfit with steel belt and a cap.All might have watches similar scenes in many tamil movies.An army guy will return to his native place in army uniform.

This is an absolute crap scene.No army guy will return to his native place in uniform.How can he travel 1000 to 2000 km in same dress.In Some worst movies that particular character will roam around the village with full army uniform only. Paal vaanga army dress,maadu mekkai army dress.. ennanga da idhu?

Both my uncles are from army and they never used to come home in this out-fit.

I used to think in my childhood that my uncles are making fool of me that they work in army.I have argued many a times to them,an army man is a guy who comes home in army dress.

Prologue: Thirundhunga directors…
If you witnessed some classic craps.do send me !!