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