I have been in blore for almost 6 months now.I have always been cribbing about staying alone, feeling bored lonely, bangalore roads, traffic, people etc. But there are few people who really make my day here in this techy city. Just had a thought i should spare a thought for all of them who really help a lot in keeping my mood upbeat!!!
The list is as follows..(in no particular order)
My "Motherly sis" Harin- As i call her. Whenever i feel like having home-made food(of course some homely advice:D)i get here.. any problem anything she is there for me.. she is in OZ now.. missing the "motherly" food and caring advices of course..:-(
Ms Chara--"Devily sis"-- Har's friend.. Chara.. don get bugged.. by devily i mean Devi-ly ( devi in Hindi means goddess) means Godly!!:-D[i am proud of my punning ability .. hehe].. she too plays a key role in bringing smiles to my innocent face( a lil exaggeration shud be accepted.. its my blog!!!)She is my company to watch all good movies/plays.. even when my "motherly sis" is busy working from home or working for home as the case may be!!!
Manj and V-- Their house is my "break out" area.. whenever i feel like making myself light and feel like talking i am here.. what choice do they have but to listen to me..They are always caring and readily helping whenever i am in need.. of course i am fond of the aaloo parathas manj makes and also V's super ottals.!! But manj one thing.. I know Manj for 6 yrs now.. its her duty(fate) to listen to me.. but V listening to me and treating me as his friend is something i like a lot about him. I have always been worrying the friendship between a boy and gal , to last long depends hugely on the partners they get and i am very fortunate u got V!! Hats off V!! Really proud of you!!
Now comes Mrs Viboothi( real name not revealed on her request) and she "likes" being called this way!..My chat friend-- We don meet much often but we chat almost daily.. whenever i feel kinda bored/dull her pings always enlightens me.. apart from that any detail needed on bangalore(route, places to visit etc) she gives me .. obv with some help from Mr Viboothi i think!!Anyways danx Mrs Viboothi.. and i wish u good luck!
Last but not the least i need to mention abt guys at work who keep me going.. Srijith,Ratna, Manu,Sai and Rohith.. they make my day in office..Srijith as u may be knowing is my college mate...Ratna, Manu Rohith and Sai have been my carrom mates(of course team mates.).. Any help in carrom Sai is there!! Professional advices manu and Rohith are there.. Personal and professional polambals Srijith gives a patient hearing..Manu, Sai and I also form the only "developer" quiz teams at work! Thanks a lot guys.. you don't know how much you mean to me!!
How could i miss Bajji and family.. their house is my second home.. (rather one of my second homes).. career and financial guidance -- bajjis bro is there.. good nice homely food (maam and manni) .. Miss my sis? Bajji's sis comes as a caring sis.. feel bored ? two yr old Ajay does enough to keep you occupied..and yeah of course there is bajji!!
Thanks a lot to all of you and i am very proud of you all!!
A special word of mention is also needed for "Potluck" and "Khana Khazana" who provide me with homely food for a nominal price.. inspite of eating out frequently if i am still healthy now its definitely bcos of you both!!
Lots of Regards!!!
[[ps: people who want their names to be removed pls let me know asap]
[[ps: senti post again.. pls forgive me]]
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
Down the memory lane....
I Can't beleive 8 years have gone since i completed schooling, 5 since i came out of PSG ! Still the thought of those days gets me on to a nostalgic avatar and my mind gets flooded with loads and loads of sweet memories. To me a weekend in coimbatore is more than I can ask for from a perfect weekend.
The moment i step there its like all the negatiives/worries in me are flushed out and i am fed with a new sense of hope, added dosage of energy and abundant enthusiasm and ofcourse an incredible quantity of youth!
The 28th and 29th of October was one such memorable weekends(rather a sunday and monday) i spent in cbe.. (Thanks to the grand wedding couple and may all their dreams come true!!).
After dumping my bags in AarVee i started off to go to my school.
Maths has always been a subject i loved and thought i could do well in it. I met my maths ma'am to whom i owe lot for getting me know the little maths i know today ( rather i knew on the day of the exam). When i neared the class room i could hear her voice. Same Arithmetic and Geometric progressions. Nothing seemed to have changed in the school and also in her. For a moment I thought i was still a student. I could hear her tell the usual "Can't you work without making noise" that she used with most of us. Not sure how many times i was on the receiving end, thanks to the old naughty boy in me.
The
school has changed. Lots of trees , lots of greenary, new paints, changed organization of class rooms. My XII B was now IX A. The cricket ground was the same. The pic on the left shows a distant view of the cricket ground. Not a great wicket(infact there is no wicket.. we played on mats) But still it will have a special place in my heart. This was the ground i got my first fifty on. Man what a fun it was. I had been constantly getting out in the 30s that 50 had somehow become a non-reachable and an elusive figure to me. Reaching it for the first time was really a special moment with an able partner in tube(Vinod we called him tube) Dude i don't know where you are now but certainly miss our cricketing days. (Please note that i didnt get many 50s after that though, this was just the first of the few fifties i scored)
The roads o
f puliyakulam, Good Home apts we stayed are very very special to me. Everyday before i go to college i would go till puliyakulam to see ganni. That is Asia's largest pillaiyar if you didnt know. The picture on the left shows a the flat we stayed( the one next to the broken-window-flat) and the Puliyakulam pillaiyar. I still can't beleive he allowed me to take a snap in the temple.
Pic: The good home apt and the pillaiyar
Visit to PSG
is always my routine. PSG is no-different from what it was when i left just that few more buildings have come up. The moment we step into the campus a sense of belongingness flows in. The days from 1999-2002 comes back. The days when Adz , Badri ,Rama and I used to rock!! (We still rock.. just that all of us are old and one has a new member in the family!!).
The prolonged kadalais at our tech beach
as we used to call it. Man i feel i have really lost the capacity to fry nuts(Kadalai varukarthu) . May be i am too old for that now :-(. During college days you would see me there always!!:D
The NMB bakery and innumerable ragging sessions I have gone through amidst smoke and noise. That was during the cricketi
ng days, when after practice sessions we will go to NMB with all senior guys and though i got lil irritated then now i feel that was real fun. Man now it has developed a lot. Lot of space inside and more importantly "Smoking banned"!!!!!. When we used to study NMB was a paradise for smoking and ofcourse ragging!!!
The famous "famous cafe". This was literally second home for Adz and me. We used to spend atleast 14 hrs a day together. 8.30 to 4.15 in college. At 4.15 go to famous( as
we called it) Have sambar with idly.Have sambar with dosa. ( just note the emphasis on sambar there.. there have been days when i have ordered sambar alone!!). We used to love it. Namma asthana tiffen centre. The pambings when we see Nair sir or any other faculty was the best part. Then we will head to IBM ACE and from there to badri's room in cross cut road. One to two hrs of vetti manga there and then will head home
Well Time moves on!! But luckily we are all still what we were but for few responsibilities added, few kgs gained, few more worries but those wonderful moments are still with us to cherish!!!Looking forward to YAM in december!!
The moment i step there its like all the negatiives/worries in me are flushed out and i am fed with a new sense of hope, added dosage of energy and abundant enthusiasm and ofcourse an incredible quantity of youth!
The 28th and 29th of October was one such memorable weekends(rather a sunday and monday) i spent in cbe.. (Thanks to the grand wedding couple and may all their dreams come true!!).
After dumping my bags in AarVee i started off to go to my school.
Maths has always been a subject i loved and thought i could do well in it. I met my maths ma'am to whom i owe lot for getting me know the little maths i know today ( rather i knew on the day of the exam). When i neared the class room i could hear her voice. Same Arithmetic and Geometric progressions. Nothing seemed to have changed in the school and also in her. For a moment I thought i was still a student. I could hear her tell the usual "Can't you work without making noise" that she used with most of us. Not sure how many times i was on the receiving end, thanks to the old naughty boy in me.
The
school has changed. Lots of trees , lots of greenary, new paints, changed organization of class rooms. My XII B was now IX A. The cricket ground was the same. The pic on the left shows a distant view of the cricket ground. Not a great wicket(infact there is no wicket.. we played on mats) But still it will have a special place in my heart. This was the ground i got my first fifty on. Man what a fun it was. I had been constantly getting out in the 30s that 50 had somehow become a non-reachable and an elusive figure to me. Reaching it for the first time was really a special moment with an able partner in tube(Vinod we called him tube) Dude i don't know where you are now but certainly miss our cricketing days. (Please note that i didnt get many 50s after that though, this was just the first of the few fifties i scored)The roads o
f puliyakulam, Good Home apts we stayed are very very special to me. Everyday before i go to college i would go till puliyakulam to see ganni. That is Asia's largest pillaiyar if you didnt know. The picture on the left shows a the flat we stayed( the one next to the broken-window-flat) and the Puliyakulam pillaiyar. I still can't beleive he allowed me to take a snap in the temple.Pic: The good home apt and the pillaiyar
Visit to PSG
is always my routine. PSG is no-different from what it was when i left just that few more buildings have come up. The moment we step into the campus a sense of belongingness flows in. The days from 1999-2002 comes back. The days when Adz , Badri ,Rama and I used to rock!! (We still rock.. just that all of us are old and one has a new member in the family!!).The prolonged kadalais at our tech beach
as we used to call it. Man i feel i have really lost the capacity to fry nuts(Kadalai varukarthu) . May be i am too old for that now :-(. During college days you would see me there always!!:DThe NMB bakery and innumerable ragging sessions I have gone through amidst smoke and noise. That was during the cricketi
ng days, when after practice sessions we will go to NMB with all senior guys and though i got lil irritated then now i feel that was real fun. Man now it has developed a lot. Lot of space inside and more importantly "Smoking banned"!!!!!. When we used to study NMB was a paradise for smoking and ofcourse ragging!!!The famous "famous cafe". This was literally second home for Adz and me. We used to spend atleast 14 hrs a day together. 8.30 to 4.15 in college. At 4.15 go to famous( as
we called it) Have sambar with idly.Have sambar with dosa. ( just note the emphasis on sambar there.. there have been days when i have ordered sambar alone!!). We used to love it. Namma asthana tiffen centre. The pambings when we see Nair sir or any other faculty was the best part. Then we will head to IBM ACE and from there to badri's room in cross cut road. One to two hrs of vetti manga there and then will head homeWell Time moves on!! But luckily we are all still what we were but for few responsibilities added, few kgs gained, few more worries but those wonderful moments are still with us to cherish!!!Looking forward to YAM in december!!
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