Well I've been gearing up to write this piece from the time I got to know about my exam results. Things I have understood, experienced or just simply learnt to deal with over the course of re-writing the exams for my Master's.
When someone ties your hands and feet up at least you can make some noise. But what if your mouth is also stuffed with a piece of cloth. That's how it was for me for the past 4 months...
How did I get through it well the obvious answer is the strength I got from my family and friends. But what exactly was in that strength? The mantra for me was that - "Success is not Final. Failure is not Fatal & most importantly IT IS THE COURAGE TO PERSEVERE THAT COUNTS." I was lucky enough to be enlightened with such a quote by Winston Churchill. I quickly translated this to my situation and asked myself is this the last task I would want to be successful at? The answer was no as if that was the case then I could have just stuck up with my undergrad degree. If i fail is this the end of the road for me? Hell no .. Kittiyaal Kitti Alengil Chatti policy (If you get it well and good, or else SCREW IT). Two sides of the same coin i suppose but I'm only human.
So then I assessed myself how I went about writing my exams the first time and I realized that I studied for it like I was doing some crash course. It just takes a bit of tweaking in the attitude at how one looks at a difficult situation and being in the positive frame of mind always helps. It's easy for anyone to say be positive, but it really comes down to the individual on how to find get into that positive frame of mind. I wrote four exams and am finally glad I conquered all the four and am happily sitting with the degree in my back pocket.
It will be two years in the UK and I feel that I have grown richer in experience and become more level headed. One of many notes I will always hold close to my heart : When you have failed don't look always at the person in front of you, but also at the people along with you and believe in the fact that you can also reach up to them. Just takes an extra bit of effort and a heart. At the same time once you reach the top don't get over excited neither should one get depressed if you have failed.
As Henry Ford says : "Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently." Because no matter what once you think you have climbed a mountain, there will be two more new peaks for you to climb. C'est la vie..
Thursday, August 4
Thursday, February 4
Lost In Transalation...
Forcing my mind into the process of opening the browser n typing www.bluebloodeuphoria.blogspot.com was a tough thing to do. coz i have several important things to do..such as watching all the muvies i have downloaded..playing FIFA/PES..ohh yea food won't walk into my mouth just like that..so i gotta cook too..but anyways here i am now..so why not make hay while the sun shines..
So where haf i been these days..months..well been drowned under exams..but the real pretext has to be IPL and the real cricket I got 2 exercise with my frenz..hell f a tym..n now all my academics have finally come to an end..I HOPE SO it stays that way..(*fingers crossed on results..) anyways..so had a fun,one month break which only got spoiled recently by my laptop crashing..bloddy sony.. to all the SONY enthusiasts..SONY as a brand is zupaa..but keep in mind one day the notebook's fan will betray you n then u will realise that a laptop's fan is its heart..so im like ok its jus a fan n can get it repaired,..but naah..sony doesnt haf a service centre in the UK..haf to ship it to France for 200 quids..fuck it..so there I was in the library watching cricket live..some crap virus got in n up came a copyright violation message..I as usual thought it was coz i was watching live tv on the internet and that too on university vigilance..;)my audacity was some people's response to all that..so in short my only access to internet was cut..n these were tyms when facebook was becoming increasingly addictive..becoz of reasons obvious to many and unobvious to some..
as of now i'm working on a project if i beging to tell people will ask 'is this the same guy whom i knew..' so m cutting it short to jus 6 words controlling an entire railway system wirelesly..so i've got my own workspace with my own swipe card n security number in my department with my own pc n stuff like that..i guess its cool :)
in the midst of all this i finally got my hands on an SLR n went click click click..tuk some classics 2 out of the entire 40 odd..:P n had my first entry to starbucks with 3 new faces i met for the first time..not too bad of a day..well guess its cool to knw one miss jaada n one maissa master.. n a jesus lover..cheers guyz..
the point of this blog..well i dunno as well..bas yuhi as..i guess everyones staring at me n wondering doesnt this guy haf anything else to do.. ermm well nah nothing better i guess until i get another piece of work to do as one of my frnz pointed out I'VE got to keep up my net post rate on facebook!! :D
otherwise its jus me wishing u all the guys who haf their exams coming up gud luck with it..n those bunch posted in blore n trivandrum n chennai; in that big shot companies..@PUTS SOME PICS DUDES N DUDETTES..
cheers god bless
blueblood
So where haf i been these days..months..well been drowned under exams..but the real pretext has to be IPL and the real cricket I got 2 exercise with my frenz..hell f a tym..n now all my academics have finally come to an end..I HOPE SO it stays that way..(*fingers crossed on results..) anyways..so had a fun,one month break which only got spoiled recently by my laptop crashing..bloddy sony.. to all the SONY enthusiasts..SONY as a brand is zupaa..but keep in mind one day the notebook's fan will betray you n then u will realise that a laptop's fan is its heart..so im like ok its jus a fan n can get it repaired,..but naah..sony doesnt haf a service centre in the UK..haf to ship it to France for 200 quids..fuck it..so there I was in the library watching cricket live..some crap virus got in n up came a copyright violation message..I as usual thought it was coz i was watching live tv on the internet and that too on university vigilance..;)my audacity was some people's response to all that..so in short my only access to internet was cut..n these were tyms when facebook was becoming increasingly addictive..becoz of reasons obvious to many and unobvious to some..
as of now i'm working on a project if i beging to tell people will ask 'is this the same guy whom i knew..' so m cutting it short to jus 6 words controlling an entire railway system wirelesly..so i've got my own workspace with my own swipe card n security number in my department with my own pc n stuff like that..i guess its cool :)
in the midst of all this i finally got my hands on an SLR n went click click click..tuk some classics 2 out of the entire 40 odd..:P n had my first entry to starbucks with 3 new faces i met for the first time..not too bad of a day..well guess its cool to knw one miss jaada n one maissa master.. n a jesus lover..cheers guyz..
the point of this blog..well i dunno as well..bas yuhi as..i guess everyones staring at me n wondering doesnt this guy haf anything else to do.. ermm well nah nothing better i guess until i get another piece of work to do as one of my frnz pointed out I'VE got to keep up my net post rate on facebook!! :D
otherwise its jus me wishing u all the guys who haf their exams coming up gud luck with it..n those bunch posted in blore n trivandrum n chennai; in that big shot companies..@PUTS SOME PICS DUDES N DUDETTES..
cheers god bless
blueblood
Friday, January 1
its the same sky allright..but brushed with different patterns
well then..here I am back again after my first two official blogs..the comments being various right from dude make it more shorter next time to great read..now how to take it to a whole new level- was what was going through my mind..Well nothing clicked and I thought why not take a break after two days of hectic writing.
So the day as usual started at 10 in the morning..Had the tasty cornflakes..think its the regular breakfast of every student who is studying abroad..Then skimmed over a few episodes of Band Of Brothers..awesome watch..Along came 3 o clock and my stomach started grumbling again and I wondered why not have a take away from the nearby restaurant..All this while the thought of what's my next blog going to be was a question pestering me..Well the fresh air did streamline my mind in the correct direction..As I was walking I looked up to the sky and was observing the patterns..I told myself hey other than being in a different environment has anything changed at all when I opted to do my masters in Sheffield University, UK?? Hence thats how I got the title for this blog.
The selected 13 were the first ones to start working at UNITEK..well I had the reputation of prolonging my lists of firsts..the first one to take a leave after the first day of working and also the first one to smack the resignation on the table soon after I knew that my result was ALL PASS. Now then during the latter part of my S8 there was a small thought of doing my masters and it had started becoming bigger and bigger everyday..The common opinion was that according to my parents I am of the nature that whatever I get I am satisfied with that , when if I stuck with the job I got through placement then I will stick to that and no more development for me. haha the irony is that earlier in the year they were all over me about not geting a job through campus placement and now here I am wondering what was it all for..Anyways I thought they have seen more of life than what I have; and so came along the IELTS classes and the email's sent to and fro to universities abroad. I along with 3 of my friends applied at various universities. But here too there was something different..You see I was under the mindset that no matter where I get admitted, if my friends are there then it will be cool. But heeding to my fathers and other important advises I also applied to Univ. Of Sheffield My father advised me otherwise saying that it is your future.All you can tell them is to apply to the university to which you also have applied.This is the way life goes.It doesn't allow you to stick onto anyone or lie back to depend on for so long.I never in my wildest dream thought that I would be ending up in UK..let alone Sheffield for that matter.
Anyhow I'm 3 months into Sheffield doing my masters in Control systems and what I observed during these 3 months is that either you can screw yourself by all aspects and get wasted or get wasted and not get screwed and come out of this shit hole like it was a cake walk. What you guys think i'm going crazy calling this place is a shit hole..well trust me it is..nothing fascinating about UK..and that fact you will realize only after the plane lands in UK and not before as one of my friend quoted.Basically I guess quoting UK as UPPER KUNAMKULAM IS SOO VERY TRUE..ALL YOU SEE IS THE LUSH GREEN OUTFIELD LIKE A CRICKET GROUND AND NOTHING ELSE..lol
Well Christmas went by as a usual day without anything worth mentioning..I felt that Xmas back home was more lively than over here..All so dead like and basically stagnant like a sunday evening.. The only highlight being the fact that I gota Xmas card from a very dear friend of mine..God bless you girl..:)
Another 6 days went by and so came new year's eve and followed by a knock on my door..C'mon sam sam party tonight..it was my roomie.It's azeri solidarity day as well as new year's eve..Let's make some food and have some fun.Well okhay I told as I realized I really needed to sketch a diferent pattern in my mind right now because of the dissapointment of Xmas being such a drag here and the fact that back home all were having a good time.And so I headed straight for the kitchen. So we ended up helping the main cook :) and got ready for the evening..
Well I remember what happened for a few hours into the party eating and playing a game called skip which was fun.Later on Budweizer,Foster and Scotch took over my head..It was nice to have another reason to get drunk other than the obvious event of heading into 2010. The topics of conversation were various.It was good to be in a mix of russia,british,azeri ofcourse and as well as korean crowd.It gave endless topics or view points for every topic.For a change after coming to Sheffield I had a good time for the very first time.As 2009 was closely approaching all of us reflecting upon something or the other was evident on everyone's face..And soon the countdown started as the timer of the camera's started blinking more vigorously..3..2..1..POP!! the champagne spraying on all present and then the shouts of wishes hurled all around the room. So then a round of Champagne for everyone..Well I was forced to have another round for the most funniest moments shared among all the variety of nationalities present..I had narrated to them about my stint as a dancer dressed up as a girl..with details.So there I was given an award of drinking almost 5 glasses of champagne as vodka shots!! bbrrrr..i went after the fifth glass and everyone started moving away from me as all knew that I have had only vodka once in my entire life.So there I was giggling away to glory and filled with so much energy and smugness to top it all.Then I started the usual trying to walk in a straight line and had another serving of the wonderful array of dishes that were there.So resolutions guys what will it be..One went on about doing some good for mankind and all..well I opted for a much seemingly simpler one I guess.Try to write one paragraph in Azeri language..Little do they know that a paragraph is a writer's option and fully upto him to either make it one line or a 100 lines..smart me..:)
Anyways the connection from my brain to these fingertips of mine seems to have stopped.. and here's Cheers to the person sitting above me for giving me a decade that was an eyeopening and one hell of a roller coaster ride that even DISNEY can't offer.
HAPPY TWENTY TEN!!
P.S STAY ALIVE AND NOT DEAD LIKE WHENEVER YOU TALK TO SOMEONE OVER THE PHONE..!! OR ELSE DON'T BOTHER TAKING THE CALL :-)
ANOTHER P.S NEXT TIME WHEN ANYONE WISHES A COMMON OCCASION WISH THEM BACK APPROPRIATELY INSTEAD OF THE "SAMED TO YOU" DIALOGUE
BLUEBLOOD OUT..
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
So the day as usual started at 10 in the morning..Had the tasty cornflakes..think its the regular breakfast of every student who is studying abroad..Then skimmed over a few episodes of Band Of Brothers..awesome watch..Along came 3 o clock and my stomach started grumbling again and I wondered why not have a take away from the nearby restaurant..All this while the thought of what's my next blog going to be was a question pestering me..Well the fresh air did streamline my mind in the correct direction..As I was walking I looked up to the sky and was observing the patterns..I told myself hey other than being in a different environment has anything changed at all when I opted to do my masters in Sheffield University, UK?? Hence thats how I got the title for this blog.
The selected 13 were the first ones to start working at UNITEK..well I had the reputation of prolonging my lists of firsts..the first one to take a leave after the first day of working and also the first one to smack the resignation on the table soon after I knew that my result was ALL PASS. Now then during the latter part of my S8 there was a small thought of doing my masters and it had started becoming bigger and bigger everyday..The common opinion was that according to my parents I am of the nature that whatever I get I am satisfied with that , when if I stuck with the job I got through placement then I will stick to that and no more development for me. haha the irony is that earlier in the year they were all over me about not geting a job through campus placement and now here I am wondering what was it all for..Anyways I thought they have seen more of life than what I have; and so came along the IELTS classes and the email's sent to and fro to universities abroad. I along with 3 of my friends applied at various universities. But here too there was something different..You see I was under the mindset that no matter where I get admitted, if my friends are there then it will be cool. But heeding to my fathers and other important advises I also applied to Univ. Of Sheffield My father advised me otherwise saying that it is your future.All you can tell them is to apply to the university to which you also have applied.This is the way life goes.It doesn't allow you to stick onto anyone or lie back to depend on for so long.I never in my wildest dream thought that I would be ending up in UK..let alone Sheffield for that matter.
Anyhow I'm 3 months into Sheffield doing my masters in Control systems and what I observed during these 3 months is that either you can screw yourself by all aspects and get wasted or get wasted and not get screwed and come out of this shit hole like it was a cake walk. What you guys think i'm going crazy calling this place is a shit hole..well trust me it is..nothing fascinating about UK..and that fact you will realize only after the plane lands in UK and not before as one of my friend quoted.Basically I guess quoting UK as UPPER KUNAMKULAM IS SOO VERY TRUE..ALL YOU SEE IS THE LUSH GREEN OUTFIELD LIKE A CRICKET GROUND AND NOTHING ELSE..lol
Well Christmas went by as a usual day without anything worth mentioning..I felt that Xmas back home was more lively than over here..All so dead like and basically stagnant like a sunday evening.. The only highlight being the fact that I gota Xmas card from a very dear friend of mine..God bless you girl..:)
Another 6 days went by and so came new year's eve and followed by a knock on my door..C'mon sam sam party tonight..it was my roomie.It's azeri solidarity day as well as new year's eve..Let's make some food and have some fun.Well okhay I told as I realized I really needed to sketch a diferent pattern in my mind right now because of the dissapointment of Xmas being such a drag here and the fact that back home all were having a good time.And so I headed straight for the kitchen. So we ended up helping the main cook :) and got ready for the evening..
Well I remember what happened for a few hours into the party eating and playing a game called skip which was fun.Later on Budweizer,Foster and Scotch took over my head..It was nice to have another reason to get drunk other than the obvious event of heading into 2010. The topics of conversation were various.It was good to be in a mix of russia,british,azeri ofcourse and as well as korean crowd.It gave endless topics or view points for every topic.For a change after coming to Sheffield I had a good time for the very first time.As 2009 was closely approaching all of us reflecting upon something or the other was evident on everyone's face..And soon the countdown started as the timer of the camera's started blinking more vigorously..3..2..1..POP!! the champagne spraying on all present and then the shouts of wishes hurled all around the room. So then a round of Champagne for everyone..Well I was forced to have another round for the most funniest moments shared among all the variety of nationalities present..I had narrated to them about my stint as a dancer dressed up as a girl..with details.So there I was given an award of drinking almost 5 glasses of champagne as vodka shots!! bbrrrr..i went after the fifth glass and everyone started moving away from me as all knew that I have had only vodka once in my entire life.So there I was giggling away to glory and filled with so much energy and smugness to top it all.Then I started the usual trying to walk in a straight line and had another serving of the wonderful array of dishes that were there.So resolutions guys what will it be..One went on about doing some good for mankind and all..well I opted for a much seemingly simpler one I guess.Try to write one paragraph in Azeri language..Little do they know that a paragraph is a writer's option and fully upto him to either make it one line or a 100 lines..smart me..:)
Anyways the connection from my brain to these fingertips of mine seems to have stopped.. and here's Cheers to the person sitting above me for giving me a decade that was an eyeopening and one hell of a roller coaster ride that even DISNEY can't offer.
HAPPY TWENTY TEN!!
P.S STAY ALIVE AND NOT DEAD LIKE WHENEVER YOU TALK TO SOMEONE OVER THE PHONE..!! OR ELSE DON'T BOTHER TAKING THE CALL :-)
ANOTHER P.S NEXT TIME WHEN ANYONE WISHES A COMMON OCCASION WISH THEM BACK APPROPRIATELY INSTEAD OF THE "SAMED TO YOU" DIALOGUE
BLUEBLOOD OUT..
GOD BLESS YOU ALL
Monday, December 28
yep i've got a pretty big history Part 2..
well well well..i hear echos of "is he going to be the next big name in the writer's world(yah i exaggerated it a lil bit..hehe but still)..also echoing are sounds of "man waste your time..but not like this..by writing so long lectures.." well i guess as i said to one of em..the bigger they are the harder they are to fall..
Right then..in the previous episode we saw..well u got to read it if u wana understand what follows..as simBle as that..hmm now what do i begin about my first day of college..?lets see..flash back loading 10%..50%..96%..C'mon don't expect me to remember everything..before i tell u what was going thru=ough my head during that very first day i will tell u how i was in 11th..i was more concerned how my hairstyle was and how well my shirt was tucked in or not..whether my beard was properly trimmed or not and what not..tried my hand at football which i had a little passion for but basically out to charm the ladies..Well the football did click for me at least..I scored a goal for my team GANGOTHRI against a what was supposedly the good teams CAUVERY.Well it was a long range guys but along the ground,but long range still of which I am proud of still now.aAH..! So that framework stuck with me throughout my 11th n then somewhere down the line in the 12th grade it left me and I was enjoying that freedom of not taking care of silly matters.But no it was to return and haunt me again..Only to later realize there's no harm in keeping that trait in my pocket as long as it doesn't envelope me.
It was a rainy August day and I dressed myself up neatly and even smiled at the mirror telling myself "yea you'll bump into someone samir definitely on the first day.." On seeing me my mother instead of giving me that hmm not bad look she tells me.."go change that black shirt..It is an auspicious day..blah blah blah..so there i went to change my beloved black shirt and put on a blue one..kinda now my favorite color.not so much then.So out I went into my new world waiting to be explored.
First thing I said outside my house was : "Shit should have taken umbrella instead of compensating on the embarrassment of holding one". So reached the bus stop on time but the bus did not reach the stop on time. That's the only time this has happened in my life.Afterwards for the whole of first year of engineering I have mostly missed the bus and taken plenty of lifts from bike riders. Well the bus was jam packed. I thought being the first day it would be like this.But no guys..even now the buses are like this..if not worse.
Finally we reached our destination..At the entrance it was inscribed RAJAGIRI SCHOOL OF ENGINEERING & TECHNOLOGY.eh school?? Man that sucks hope it's not one..was the first though that went through my mind.But seeing the uniforms and everything I was praying that it truly wasn't.
So then the first day we got the facial recognition of the HOD's n lecturers and we were to be sorted into batch wise alphabetically and I ended up being in batch D which later became the "Dosti ki batch" Well the first few days went by like that trying to settle in to what seemed like a turmoil of a choice I took whenever the subject graphics came up.You see I was given the Instrumentation group as a 2nd option and on hold for a place in the Communications branch.Anyone and everyone were jumping into ECE and I was wondering what's all this about; I hadn't heard anything bad about AEI but why then so much hype about ECE?? And the worst matter is the pressure from parents and relatives and God knows from where all..but I put my foot down on this one..the very first time I took a decision on my own.TO STICK WITH AEI. okay I'll admit not cos I was desperate to take a decision but cos AEI sounded more sophisticated.
Anyhow remember as I was telling myself in the mirror "I'll bump into someone today"; little did I know I really would.." Well I got picked up by a senior and was asked to smile in sign and cos format continuously which I too found hilarious..The next day was another guy asking me to write a love letter to a senior girl.I was wondering has this guy lost his balls or what.Oh I forgot he wanted the letter in French too.:) but all that was fun..On the inside, all of us in and out of the class were gelling pretty well with everyone..See here is the point where I started wondering if I should take names. Then I thought if I do someone will feel too good about themselves..heyy its my blog so its all me me me..:-) jus kidding guys..so no names okay.Well the following month was a big time for all of us..the mundu n pookalam time..ONAM and maavelli..Have you ever come across a person who doesn't like payasam..Well I did on that day.
Anyway it's the same day when I got the number of a person in the bus using sign language..Little did I know she and me would become close friends.So then came the onam holidays where as usual family visits were on the top of the agenda and to top that assignments were the pass time..The days of dependency started for me. I was always in the house of the AWESOME TWOSOME..as I would like to call them..Well chuck it they were Ragini and Remya..(BLOGGERED!! courtesy: How I Met your MOther)).. to help me with studies..especially graphics which I could not make head or tail out of..I mean c'mon I studied graphics on the phone with Ragini..Beat that..Well no wonder they both are teachers at our very own college.Don't worry juniors..they have been nicely trained; cos if they could handle me and get some stuff into my head then surely they can too in your heads..So eventually I ended up with just a single arrear which landed me the first 180 DTS-iblack pulsar to be rode into college.That was a proud moment for me.Oh ya another proud moment for me was when I accidentally slapped a now dear friend of mine in a play.Sorry dude I had to slap you for her..hehe :P Well I now had two other bikers for company on the road from my own locality to my own college.That was also something which just popped out from my memory just now.Ride safe guys :)..
Then came the days we all were to be separated from our batch mode to the branch mode and it did break down quite a few but most of them withstood the test of the tide.These were the times when including me, many were wondering oh no we are all in separate classes and now there will be the communication gap and sinking into one's own business when suddenly my phone rings at around 1.30 in the night. Dude we made a pact "THE RDX" its named and you are one of the elite members.Half into my deep slumber I said whatever dude.ROCK it.:)The following day was the huge discussion among the "elite members" about the group in orkut to be created with logo and all the minor details.Sad that I couldn't be part of the many early expeditions/adventures of RDX coz I was the mama's boy and didn't want to leave her home alone.But no regrets..The wait was worth it.Later on I also got to get together in my later semesters for the fun part and we totally rocked it..That was nice phase to have lived in.
Now then jumping across unchartered territory came the barren semesters for me S3-S5 where I was in the same mood as my 11th..Totally wasted in short.And hence landed myself with a rich loot of 9 arrears.You see what an arrear does to is that it makes you stronger in the mind, gives you the will to fight those irritating subjects over and over again till they are truly out or the count.Show no mercy was my mindset after that.But In the meantime people who didn't have any arrears were getting admitted into the dream companies and my confidence had hit rock bottom more so because of my parents comments which was natural from their side :"If you could have sat for the test at least..These are all dream companies".Yea I thought,that was a very genuine demand from the parents to their son. And I disappointed them. But njaan aara mon(sorry guys I had to use my language..(transalation I was a clever guy) I realized something that whenever I am under a lot of pressure or all negative things are hovering all around me I tend to make use of it unknowingly.Guess thats why the teachers at CHOICE branded me as a "PRAGMATIC STUDENT".
So as the 6th semester results came the overlooking 9 arrears had all been dealt with but, one inevitable arrear- the one and only CONTROL SYSTEMS(yeah thats the irony..I'M DOING MASTERS IN THAT VERY SAME SUBJECT) remained..Guess some were on the verge of losing the dream job they earned through placement and a particular lecturer was on the verge of losing his job too..25 students from a single class got arrears for his subject.But he stood firm and got many of us through in the next semester right Mr K.K Sir.:)
The final 2 semesters of our college life were approaching.There was something different starting to become with all my peers..The nostalgia was slowly kicking in their heads.The idea of Rajagiri being a school was being washed away letter by letter.So there I was sitting in the class and as usual sleeping during the lecture time when my my placement cell representative stood up and told "there is a company named UNITEK coming for placements,so interested students please give your names".I thought it will be the usual cut-off and hence everyone wanting to attend the interview and almost about to tell myself there goes another chance for me , when suddenly he also added those who already have got placed are not advised to apply.His words totally drove me out of my sleep and in a flash I was there to give my name.My head thereafter was filled with the notion of somehow landing this job so that I at least can say that there you go I got a job through campus placement;more so to people not concerning me than to my parents.It was an ever pricking question I had to face whenever I met i the family circle and so I was desperate to change that.The day of the test came and the questions were a mix of both technical and managerial.One question I have to quote is "HOW WILL YOU SELL A REFRIGERATOR TO AN ESKIMO" I smiled and led to writing my answer and after I finished I was like nice one dude.If this one answer doesn't land you this job then just accept it as it was not meant to be.Later I was shortlisted and outside the interview room were all passerby's wishing luck and asking how many will be taken and what not.There I was sweating profusely and the only one to be wearing a tie.Then the comments were.."ah you got a tie so surely the job is yours..!! bah.."
My chance came and I greeted the three member panel who all gave me a sit your ass down look.Then trying to present the perfect pose I was getting ready to answer the toughest of technical questions when one of them asked me "is your watch TISSOT.I was like ehh..and I too was wondering was it.Yes it was but it did not click me as I was in a totally different frame of mind."ah yes sir it is:)" ..Then the other person asked me "tell me Mr. Samir about yourself".After hearing that I was a CHOICE product the usual "ohh CHOICE eh" remark from another panelist came.<span style="font-weight:bold;">Among all the answers we came across; yours seem to stand out from the lot and so I wish to read it out to you again he quipped and began to read : "Mr. Eskimo If you buy the refrigerator from our company we offer you a month's supply of fish as well as a free heater on full cash payment" Well I smiled again because I kind of knew from their expression they liked what they saw.Then the remaining general questions and I was told thank you. As I was preparing to leave the HR panelists commented nice choice. Looking at my shirt pocket. I asked him "you mean the pen sir..It's Parker.Kind of my lucky pen.I stole it from my father a year back.They retributed with a laugh and I was off"..Phew I flushed out all the air that was stacked in me and then a dear friend of mine "payyans as I call him" told me "dude you coming to church?" I instantly replied yes and that's how I think because I went to church on that day I landed the job at UNITEK which I had to quit coz of the present situation I am in now.We'll get to that later :) Well another happy news was that myself and thabaan landed a job on the same evening and there was a lot of pressure of us.Oops forgot to mention thabaan- he's kinda like my brother from another mother so as to put things into perspective. I think he will be suprized when he sees this pic of us on that evening after the news was out..
Soon after that ordeal followed the arts festival..A point to be noted is that for the past three years I had never been to the arts festival.I was simply loitering in the class when "Thabaan" quipped we'll make "sandra" here the girl for the dance this time. I was like yeah yeah laugh it up..Little did I know because of his single statement I would be owing him a huge thanks for getting me on stage.Yeah I had never been on stage before for dancing.We practised everyday at my house in the evenings and roped in a reputed Bibeesh annan:) as choreographer..All this time my parents were a bit suprised.."whats got into him was the face they were exhibiting".I ended up dressing up as a girl wearing my ma's saree ..Oh special mention has to go to dagini n pinda our make up women oops i mean make up ARTISTS as they would like to be called..We won first prize at our college as well as for the thematic(P.S I was as myself in the thematic..haa)
Everyone was surprised as they saw the feminine side of me.Some really showed their manhood intentions..hahah..that was quite a laugh.I think I really gave a shocker to the girl who was going to perform before me.She went like "Whats this"..But no that didn't stop me from enjoying myself to the fullest.AEI won the first prize for arts and I was a lunatic at that moment.Jumped on top of the table and grabbed the trophy from the principal and it was barbaric..Like WE ARE AEI(similar to the THIS IS SPARTA TUNE):-).Many a disgusted faces I noticed but after all we had to celebrate.We ended up going to another reputed college for the dance and looted them of 7000/- as first prize again.That was truly an adventure.
So all that fun had to come to a standstill when the university exam dates were released..All were cool about that cos you know why..This was the era I like to call "mind setter" the GOA trip- which changed the routemap of all the AEI students.It was the year 2008 somewhere in August..
The day when i realized that smugness is the most pleasant emotion for any person..I ended up turning completely from the calm non-dancing guy to the gelled hair, freakishly dressed dancing guy in the bus trip.Wonder what went wrong with me.I guess there's someting funny whenever I am on a vacation..Well later on we had a campfire and had received the most inspirational talks from Murali sir about how we lack unity and that if each of us help each other it would make a world of a difference.
AEI AT GOA '08
And true to his words it did make a lot of difference,thats how I ended up clearing all my previous backlogs and passed my 7th and 8th semesters with clean hands.Also to aid me were my partner in crime "FROOTI and the LINE OF SIGHTS i kept a tab on..right grv:)"
"Of course there where times when certain people where so worried that their percentage might fall down due to this and ended up not coming for the combined studies..But as I said before some stuck with it and so what if they got a0.2% less than the others..They can carry the satisfaction of helping his/her peer get through the exams successfully. Three cheers to the combined studies which the AEI'ans made it work!! :=)
The last few days of college still fresh in my mind where we had John's guitar playing, where everyone was pretending no to cry but ended up crying..The shirts which were scribbled upon by everyone is nicely wrapped safely in my cupboard and I look at it and I say to myself "Don't wish I could come back and do it all over again but wish that the future would be as lively and nail biting as it was during college days.."
Right then..in the previous episode we saw..well u got to read it if u wana understand what follows..as simBle as that..hmm now what do i begin about my first day of college..?lets see..flash back loading 10%..50%..96%..C'mon don't expect me to remember everything..before i tell u what was going thru=ough my head during that very first day i will tell u how i was in 11th..i was more concerned how my hairstyle was and how well my shirt was tucked in or not..whether my beard was properly trimmed or not and what not..tried my hand at football which i had a little passion for but basically out to charm the ladies..Well the football did click for me at least..I scored a goal for my team GANGOTHRI against a what was supposedly the good teams CAUVERY.Well it was a long range guys but along the ground,but long range still of which I am proud of still now.aAH..! So that framework stuck with me throughout my 11th n then somewhere down the line in the 12th grade it left me and I was enjoying that freedom of not taking care of silly matters.But no it was to return and haunt me again..Only to later realize there's no harm in keeping that trait in my pocket as long as it doesn't envelope me.
It was a rainy August day and I dressed myself up neatly and even smiled at the mirror telling myself "yea you'll bump into someone samir definitely on the first day.." On seeing me my mother instead of giving me that hmm not bad look she tells me.."go change that black shirt..It is an auspicious day..blah blah blah..so there i went to change my beloved black shirt and put on a blue one..kinda now my favorite color.not so much then.So out I went into my new world waiting to be explored.
First thing I said outside my house was : "Shit should have taken umbrella instead of compensating on the embarrassment of holding one". So reached the bus stop on time but the bus did not reach the stop on time. That's the only time this has happened in my life.Afterwards for the whole of first year of engineering I have mostly missed the bus and taken plenty of lifts from bike riders. Well the bus was jam packed. I thought being the first day it would be like this.But no guys..even now the buses are like this..if not worse.
Finally we reached our destination..At the entrance it was inscribed RAJAGIRI SCHOOL OF ENGINEERING & TECHNOLOGY.eh school?? Man that sucks hope it's not one..was the first though that went through my mind.But seeing the uniforms and everything I was praying that it truly wasn't.
So then the first day we got the facial recognition of the HOD's n lecturers and we were to be sorted into batch wise alphabetically and I ended up being in batch D which later became the "Dosti ki batch" Well the first few days went by like that trying to settle in to what seemed like a turmoil of a choice I took whenever the subject graphics came up.You see I was given the Instrumentation group as a 2nd option and on hold for a place in the Communications branch.Anyone and everyone were jumping into ECE and I was wondering what's all this about; I hadn't heard anything bad about AEI but why then so much hype about ECE?? And the worst matter is the pressure from parents and relatives and God knows from where all..but I put my foot down on this one..the very first time I took a decision on my own.TO STICK WITH AEI. okay I'll admit not cos I was desperate to take a decision but cos AEI sounded more sophisticated.
Anyhow remember as I was telling myself in the mirror "I'll bump into someone today"; little did I know I really would.." Well I got picked up by a senior and was asked to smile in sign and cos format continuously which I too found hilarious..The next day was another guy asking me to write a love letter to a senior girl.I was wondering has this guy lost his balls or what.Oh I forgot he wanted the letter in French too.:) but all that was fun..On the inside, all of us in and out of the class were gelling pretty well with everyone..See here is the point where I started wondering if I should take names. Then I thought if I do someone will feel too good about themselves..heyy its my blog so its all me me me..:-) jus kidding guys..so no names okay.Well the following month was a big time for all of us..the mundu n pookalam time..ONAM and maavelli..Have you ever come across a person who doesn't like payasam..Well I did on that day.
Anyway it's the same day when I got the number of a person in the bus using sign language..Little did I know she and me would become close friends.So then came the onam holidays where as usual family visits were on the top of the agenda and to top that assignments were the pass time..The days of dependency started for me. I was always in the house of the AWESOME TWOSOME..as I would like to call them..Well chuck it they were Ragini and Remya..(BLOGGERED!! courtesy: How I Met your MOther)).. to help me with studies..especially graphics which I could not make head or tail out of..I mean c'mon I studied graphics on the phone with Ragini..Beat that..Well no wonder they both are teachers at our very own college.Don't worry juniors..they have been nicely trained; cos if they could handle me and get some stuff into my head then surely they can too in your heads..So eventually I ended up with just a single arrear which landed me the first 180 DTS-iblack pulsar to be rode into college.That was a proud moment for me.Oh ya another proud moment for me was when I accidentally slapped a now dear friend of mine in a play.Sorry dude I had to slap you for her..hehe :P Well I now had two other bikers for company on the road from my own locality to my own college.That was also something which just popped out from my memory just now.Ride safe guys :)..
Then came the days we all were to be separated from our batch mode to the branch mode and it did break down quite a few but most of them withstood the test of the tide.These were the times when including me, many were wondering oh no we are all in separate classes and now there will be the communication gap and sinking into one's own business when suddenly my phone rings at around 1.30 in the night. Dude we made a pact "THE RDX" its named and you are one of the elite members.Half into my deep slumber I said whatever dude.ROCK it.:)The following day was the huge discussion among the "elite members" about the group in orkut to be created with logo and all the minor details.Sad that I couldn't be part of the many early expeditions/adventures of RDX coz I was the mama's boy and didn't want to leave her home alone.But no regrets..The wait was worth it.Later on I also got to get together in my later semesters for the fun part and we totally rocked it..That was nice phase to have lived in.
Now then jumping across unchartered territory came the barren semesters for me S3-S5 where I was in the same mood as my 11th..Totally wasted in short.And hence landed myself with a rich loot of 9 arrears.You see what an arrear does to is that it makes you stronger in the mind, gives you the will to fight those irritating subjects over and over again till they are truly out or the count.Show no mercy was my mindset after that.But In the meantime people who didn't have any arrears were getting admitted into the dream companies and my confidence had hit rock bottom more so because of my parents comments which was natural from their side :"If you could have sat for the test at least..These are all dream companies".Yea I thought,that was a very genuine demand from the parents to their son. And I disappointed them. But njaan aara mon(sorry guys I had to use my language..(transalation I was a clever guy) I realized something that whenever I am under a lot of pressure or all negative things are hovering all around me I tend to make use of it unknowingly.Guess thats why the teachers at CHOICE branded me as a "PRAGMATIC STUDENT".
So as the 6th semester results came the overlooking 9 arrears had all been dealt with but, one inevitable arrear- the one and only CONTROL SYSTEMS(yeah thats the irony..I'M DOING MASTERS IN THAT VERY SAME SUBJECT) remained..Guess some were on the verge of losing the dream job they earned through placement and a particular lecturer was on the verge of losing his job too..25 students from a single class got arrears for his subject.But he stood firm and got many of us through in the next semester right Mr K.K Sir.:)
The final 2 semesters of our college life were approaching.There was something different starting to become with all my peers..The nostalgia was slowly kicking in their heads.The idea of Rajagiri being a school was being washed away letter by letter.So there I was sitting in the class and as usual sleeping during the lecture time when my my placement cell representative stood up and told "there is a company named UNITEK coming for placements,so interested students please give your names".I thought it will be the usual cut-off and hence everyone wanting to attend the interview and almost about to tell myself there goes another chance for me , when suddenly he also added those who already have got placed are not advised to apply.His words totally drove me out of my sleep and in a flash I was there to give my name.My head thereafter was filled with the notion of somehow landing this job so that I at least can say that there you go I got a job through campus placement;more so to people not concerning me than to my parents.It was an ever pricking question I had to face whenever I met i the family circle and so I was desperate to change that.The day of the test came and the questions were a mix of both technical and managerial.One question I have to quote is "HOW WILL YOU SELL A REFRIGERATOR TO AN ESKIMO" I smiled and led to writing my answer and after I finished I was like nice one dude.If this one answer doesn't land you this job then just accept it as it was not meant to be.Later I was shortlisted and outside the interview room were all passerby's wishing luck and asking how many will be taken and what not.There I was sweating profusely and the only one to be wearing a tie.Then the comments were.."ah you got a tie so surely the job is yours..!! bah.."
My chance came and I greeted the three member panel who all gave me a sit your ass down look.Then trying to present the perfect pose I was getting ready to answer the toughest of technical questions when one of them asked me "is your watch TISSOT.I was like ehh..and I too was wondering was it.Yes it was but it did not click me as I was in a totally different frame of mind."ah yes sir it is:)" ..Then the other person asked me "tell me Mr. Samir about yourself".After hearing that I was a CHOICE product the usual "ohh CHOICE eh" remark from another panelist came.<span style="font-weight:bold;">Among all the answers we came across; yours seem to stand out from the lot and so I wish to read it out to you again he quipped and began to read : "Mr. Eskimo If you buy the refrigerator from our company we offer you a month's supply of fish as well as a free heater on full cash payment" Well I smiled again because I kind of knew from their expression they liked what they saw.Then the remaining general questions and I was told thank you. As I was preparing to leave the HR panelists commented nice choice. Looking at my shirt pocket. I asked him "you mean the pen sir..It's Parker.Kind of my lucky pen.I stole it from my father a year back.They retributed with a laugh and I was off"..Phew I flushed out all the air that was stacked in me and then a dear friend of mine "payyans as I call him" told me "dude you coming to church?" I instantly replied yes and that's how I think because I went to church on that day I landed the job at UNITEK which I had to quit coz of the present situation I am in now.We'll get to that later :) Well another happy news was that myself and thabaan landed a job on the same evening and there was a lot of pressure of us.Oops forgot to mention thabaan- he's kinda like my brother from another mother so as to put things into perspective. I think he will be suprized when he sees this pic of us on that evening after the news was out..
Soon after that ordeal followed the arts festival..A point to be noted is that for the past three years I had never been to the arts festival.I was simply loitering in the class when "Thabaan" quipped we'll make "sandra" here the girl for the dance this time. I was like yeah yeah laugh it up..Little did I know because of his single statement I would be owing him a huge thanks for getting me on stage.Yeah I had never been on stage before for dancing.We practised everyday at my house in the evenings and roped in a reputed Bibeesh annan:) as choreographer..All this time my parents were a bit suprised.."whats got into him was the face they were exhibiting".I ended up dressing up as a girl wearing my ma's saree ..Oh special mention has to go to dagini n pinda our make up women oops i mean make up ARTISTS as they would like to be called..We won first prize at our college as well as for the thematic(P.S I was as myself in the thematic..haa)
Everyone was surprised as they saw the feminine side of me.Some really showed their manhood intentions..hahah..that was quite a laugh.I think I really gave a shocker to the girl who was going to perform before me.She went like "Whats this"..But no that didn't stop me from enjoying myself to the fullest.AEI won the first prize for arts and I was a lunatic at that moment.Jumped on top of the table and grabbed the trophy from the principal and it was barbaric..Like WE ARE AEI(similar to the THIS IS SPARTA TUNE):-).Many a disgusted faces I noticed but after all we had to celebrate.We ended up going to another reputed college for the dance and looted them of 7000/- as first prize again.That was truly an adventure.
So all that fun had to come to a standstill when the university exam dates were released..All were cool about that cos you know why..This was the era I like to call "mind setter" the GOA trip- which changed the routemap of all the AEI students.It was the year 2008 somewhere in August..
The day when i realized that smugness is the most pleasant emotion for any person..I ended up turning completely from the calm non-dancing guy to the gelled hair, freakishly dressed dancing guy in the bus trip.Wonder what went wrong with me.I guess there's someting funny whenever I am on a vacation..Well later on we had a campfire and had received the most inspirational talks from Murali sir about how we lack unity and that if each of us help each other it would make a world of a difference.AEI AT GOA '08
And true to his words it did make a lot of difference,thats how I ended up clearing all my previous backlogs and passed my 7th and 8th semesters with clean hands.Also to aid me were my partner in crime "FROOTI and the LINE OF SIGHTS i kept a tab on..right grv:)"
"Of course there where times when certain people where so worried that their percentage might fall down due to this and ended up not coming for the combined studies..But as I said before some stuck with it and so what if they got a0.2% less than the others..They can carry the satisfaction of helping his/her peer get through the exams successfully. Three cheers to the combined studies which the AEI'ans made it work!! :=)
The last few days of college still fresh in my mind where we had John's guitar playing, where everyone was pretending no to cry but ended up crying..The shirts which were scribbled upon by everyone is nicely wrapped safely in my cupboard and I look at it and I say to myself "Don't wish I could come back and do it all over again but wish that the future would be as lively and nail biting as it was during college days.."
preview of my passt PART1 ..
Well when i was born on june 6th 1987..dad smiled and amma frowned cos she wanted a baby girl and dad wanted to get to name the child no matter what gender i was.so my mother agreed, eventually agreed on Samir if it was a boy and dad agreed to Sandra if it was a girl. But my mother wudn giv up so easily so she called me appu at home..Like all babies I was a coochie coochie coo as well..C'mon whose all uncles have taken their nephews in front of St.Teresa's colege to get the attention of girls..:) 2 years later Unni came.well ma says that i was a caring big bro n all..but as years went by he was a pain as all lil bro's are. sorry bro hehe:)
Did my schooling in kuwait till 8th..during which the usual stealing coin from the common change box to buy chewing gum(yah that was my fascination at that age), ma asking me questions and ready to give the special pinch for every wrong answer. The multiplication tableS were the hardest on me as dad also joined the "PINCHING PARTY". On one side was me trying to push in
7X6= 48 ;) and the other side was Unni sitting and waiting for 2+3 = ???..oh yah not to forget hiding marks, changing marks with whitener and writing with teacher's pen, forging parents sign on the report cards and trying to please the teachers the day before the parents meeting..
Till then Kuwait was my world n that was considered as heaven for me which later on I went onto realize it would not be anymore..To quote like a firms statement
release : "Due to reasons such as better education 4 the children and establishing a family base; it was decided that myself,unni and ma were to go n settle in God's own country KERALA!..then another piece from my dad : "APPU GET GOOD PERCENTAGE FOR MATHS n SCIENCE IF YOU NEED TO GET ADMISSION IN A GOOD SCHOOL". What he told was something I could not fathom.But since he told i thought why not give it a try and there i sat with algebra and science. Well thats the first time I realised what percentage was and I scored pretty decently to get admission in Choice School supposedly one of the gud ones without capitation( nowadays with capitation itself it is tough to get admission).
Dhoom pichak dhoom(courtesy euphoria) was the tune in my player as we landed at the nedumbassery airport..the first few weeks were spent on the usual visits and settling into our new flat.
The Choice episode was a fairy tale ride..first two years were the getting used to the place phase which rocked except the fact that I missed a year of French which I had the toughest time making up for.
I always wanted to say this but never got the chance..I THINK HE BOUGHT A NEW GATE FROM THE TUITION FEES HE TOOK FROM ME..DAY LIGHT ROBBERY!!Going by private transport,getting groceries,studying in a mixed school.all were wonderful experiences..tuitions for maths at Becky miss place and chemistry well not chemistry alone but all subjects at JAADA jolly's place;gave me new dimensions in my life and friends for life..
I passed 10th with flying colors and scoring heavily for maths n science..oki if u all must know i shall divulge my marks 96 in maths and 89 in science..:) French was not too far behind 82..then the 11th grade which i thought was an utter waste of time as i was not passing any of the exams nor having any fun in my after 10th life which was telling me c'mon samir u r a big boy now..hang out a bit more..go play counter strike..but naah..just a waste f a year it ended up to be.12th standard went by in a flash..but all came to a standstill during the school trip when I eventually ended up having a conversation with "her"..(not to be asked who but lets call her "khwaahish"
shall we)..two days of continuous talking..jus the usual chat ;) but not a forced one at that.its something i like to call two people at the same wavelength hitting it off eventually.Fast forwarding nothing happened and we remain good friends till date.
Jolly's tuitions became mostly night outs at his place and returning home for just shower and then rushing back in the mornings..I had never done my studies in that high level of intensity; but still my marks were in the late 60's
So eventually the boards happened,n the day of the results came..as I was scrolling down the website my heart pounding..but sill me.. I had forgotten the golden fact that whatever marks u score for ur last modals; u more or less end up geting 10% more in the boards..n so i did.yipieee:)..all were happy at home and I was the proud son n big brother of my parents n unni. But the next day again another shocker..I was packed off to PC thomas (P.S - bro was laughing his ass off) which was the certified entrance coaching centre by millions of parents..but me the smart guy, I not to be tied under(courtesy QGM)- got a chance to elope from there n so I did..cut short my entrance drama n came back home on the day before vishu n returned, only to vacate my room:).So I eventually paid for that i guess when I scored in the 18k mark for entrance and little did I know I cud get an admission with that rank. Frendz all around me were telling I'm joining here n there.but clueless was me..Then as usual another not so fine day parents tell me they had booked a seat for me in Rajagiri Engineering College!..It seems their strategy was to make me understand the value of money by not being able to tell my friends where I would be joining boastfully but to humbly accept the fact that if I could study harder could hav made the cut for the college without capitation.and so ended my no capitation streak.
Little did I know my Choice fairy tale was just a trailer to the Rajagiri life!!..stay tuned folks for part 2
Did my schooling in kuwait till 8th..during which the usual stealing coin from the common change box to buy chewing gum(yah that was my fascination at that age), ma asking me questions and ready to give the special pinch for every wrong answer. The multiplication tableS were the hardest on me as dad also joined the "PINCHING PARTY". On one side was me trying to push in
7X6= 48 ;) and the other side was Unni sitting and waiting for 2+3 = ???..oh yah not to forget hiding marks, changing marks with whitener and writing with teacher's pen, forging parents sign on the report cards and trying to please the teachers the day before the parents meeting..
Till then Kuwait was my world n that was considered as heaven for me which later on I went onto realize it would not be anymore..To quote like a firms statement
release : "Due to reasons such as better education 4 the children and establishing a family base; it was decided that myself,unni and ma were to go n settle in God's own country KERALA!..then another piece from my dad : "APPU GET GOOD PERCENTAGE FOR MATHS n SCIENCE IF YOU NEED TO GET ADMISSION IN A GOOD SCHOOL". What he told was something I could not fathom.But since he told i thought why not give it a try and there i sat with algebra and science. Well thats the first time I realised what percentage was and I scored pretty decently to get admission in Choice School supposedly one of the gud ones without capitation( nowadays with capitation itself it is tough to get admission).
Dhoom pichak dhoom(courtesy euphoria) was the tune in my player as we landed at the nedumbassery airport..the first few weeks were spent on the usual visits and settling into our new flat.
The Choice episode was a fairy tale ride..first two years were the getting used to the place phase which rocked except the fact that I missed a year of French which I had the toughest time making up for.
I always wanted to say this but never got the chance..I THINK HE BOUGHT A NEW GATE FROM THE TUITION FEES HE TOOK FROM ME..DAY LIGHT ROBBERY!!Going by private transport,getting groceries,studying in a mixed school.all were wonderful experiences..tuitions for maths at Becky miss place and chemistry well not chemistry alone but all subjects at JAADA jolly's place;gave me new dimensions in my life and friends for life..
I passed 10th with flying colors and scoring heavily for maths n science..oki if u all must know i shall divulge my marks 96 in maths and 89 in science..:) French was not too far behind 82..then the 11th grade which i thought was an utter waste of time as i was not passing any of the exams nor having any fun in my after 10th life which was telling me c'mon samir u r a big boy now..hang out a bit more..go play counter strike..but naah..just a waste f a year it ended up to be.12th standard went by in a flash..but all came to a standstill during the school trip when I eventually ended up having a conversation with "her"..(not to be asked who but lets call her "khwaahish"
shall we)..two days of continuous talking..jus the usual chat ;) but not a forced one at that.its something i like to call two people at the same wavelength hitting it off eventually.Fast forwarding nothing happened and we remain good friends till date.
Jolly's tuitions became mostly night outs at his place and returning home for just shower and then rushing back in the mornings..I had never done my studies in that high level of intensity; but still my marks were in the late 60's
So eventually the boards happened,n the day of the results came..as I was scrolling down the website my heart pounding..but sill me.. I had forgotten the golden fact that whatever marks u score for ur last modals; u more or less end up geting 10% more in the boards..n so i did.yipieee:)..all were happy at home and I was the proud son n big brother of my parents n unni. But the next day again another shocker..I was packed off to PC thomas (P.S - bro was laughing his ass off) which was the certified entrance coaching centre by millions of parents..but me the smart guy, I not to be tied under(courtesy QGM)- got a chance to elope from there n so I did..cut short my entrance drama n came back home on the day before vishu n returned, only to vacate my room:).So I eventually paid for that i guess when I scored in the 18k mark for entrance and little did I know I cud get an admission with that rank. Frendz all around me were telling I'm joining here n there.but clueless was me..Then as usual another not so fine day parents tell me they had booked a seat for me in Rajagiri Engineering College!..It seems their strategy was to make me understand the value of money by not being able to tell my friends where I would be joining boastfully but to humbly accept the fact that if I could study harder could hav made the cut for the college without capitation.and so ended my no capitation streak.
Little did I know my Choice fairy tale was just a trailer to the Rajagiri life!!..stay tuned folks for part 2
Genesis
lo ..behold..here i am..a wierd entry i know.but got to impose myself is what my mind is telling me right now so that i can catch ur attention.well people tell me i am good with words..n recently i myself started realizing the same whenever i chat with certain people..well not certain almost everyone that i tend to start of on a topic and end up completely on the other end of the world unknowningly..so i thot y not giv a try at blogging n c how it goes...hopefully i'll keep the writing spirits and my laptop in good condition..
P.S not a promise..but something i too wana work on : getin rid of the habit of writing in
"SMS style" sooner rather than later as, it is irritating me as well..
P.S not a promise..but something i too wana work on : getin rid of the habit of writing in
"SMS style" sooner rather than later as, it is irritating me as well..
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