Au revoir

For few months, I plan to "cut onions"... :D

a change that was brought by chettan,Farhan and myself....

I ll be back... and wait for me guys... wait for me..

its 26....

I feel complete right now...
why ?
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Chettan.

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Made lunch for four people. Chettan tasted the food and said : " Da, now you are ready for marriage "...

yesssss...........................

The lunch was a huge success... Proff at munich -- are you ready for a challenge ?

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I know that after ten years chettan and me might be in rival political camps....
Lets see who blinks first...

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Reading NO LOGO - its a beautiful book... one book which makes me to think..
I have to think how I can market a product to Gen X.. who want to be "kewl" all the time..

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I am 26. But I feel like 21....

Priorities this year:
1) My job
2) My body -- have to pump lot of iron.. have to put weight.
3) My hobbies -- have to learn guitar; weild a camera; read ...
4) My soul -- redefine my value system... (well not completely... a little bit here and there - Chettan's impact)..

Europe....

Beautiful Autumn leaves, the italian political scientist, people like Ludwig-Remie,Dinil Mon and the pakistani doctor(no..not AQ zawahiri... :P), early morning rains, a walk in that early morning rain, sexy weather, great professors, River Rhone, the sight of the Bridge across river Rhone at Night, Hot French women,poetic French Romance -- Merci for everything in my life....

Just wondering how can I love the crowded Matunga at Bombay with all its colours, contrasts and the Beautiful Europe at the same time in life...
How can I love and be cynical at same time ?
How can I have all the fun while travelling and still want to quit it, come back and study consumer behaviour like a mad guy ?
why is my life full of contradictions ?... and im still enjoying that :D...


why is that when I compose my own symphony I dont allow anyone else to take a look into that ?...
when I sing my song, I refuse
-- to reveal what I think..
-- things like group synergy while travelling..
-- terms like college bonding with some XYZ at other places in Europe.. I dont miss anyone...

I knew when the plane touched the charles-De-Gaull airport... that I am going to LIVE my Life here...
Well I do live ...


what I miss includes
-- an Ipod :(
-- jogging.. I want to but I couldnt find any time :(...

p.s. Couldnt post this for the past 2 days inspite of writing the post... ha curse the internet :(...

stairway to heaven...

I want to blog now... too many things in my mind and I just do not have any time to blog... now is it a good sign in my life ?

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Last evening in this place.... for the next three months... I am damn excited about the vacation and I am damn pissed off as I just started my journey of targeting a FMCG... have to work..have to enjoy...

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what I plan to say in France (obviously to young gals)..
" Pardon me madam.. I come from India... I do not know French.. anyway this is what I want to tell you.. I am 25 years old... and I am still a virgin.. do you want to help me out :P "

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song of the moment: Led zeppelin: "stairway to heaven"..... suits my mood and suits the occasion.

Au revoir.... Time to make this blog a photo blog for coming few months...atleast I hope so...

juniors...

Four years ago...

" if not for you, I wouldn't have got a job"..
" This is what BLACK said when he passed out.. and I owe it to him"..
" I would have left college if you hadn't been there on that day"..

and then today a similar incident..

" I want to meet you before I leave"...
and I : "I guess you would have lot of packing to do" (I was taking a nap and didn't want to get disturbed.. BLACK is selfish :)
" Still I m coming to your room"

and from this day, I take responsibility for his success and failure in this place.....

dead blog...?

I dont feel like blogging....
so many changes have happened in the past two weeks... and still when I sit to blog...I just ask this question.."whats the point in telling them about it ?... does it matter ?.."....
and yeah... so I am not writing anything here.....
In one word, its just that I became a "dangerous" guy..

To the "guy" and the "gal" :P

Gal...

I still remember telling you twenty years ago that I will marry a gal like you...
I still remember you teaching me everything from sanitary napkins to menstrual cycle.... (Thank god, I never had to learn them from a half baked adolescent :P)
I still remember you making a huge drama for my "love" marriage and then finally smoking peace pipe by telling me the legendary sentence:
" you can marry any donkey you want... provided you earn more than the donkey.." :D
In one stroke you proved women are drama queen..... :)
Thanks for giving the emotional side of yours to me....

my "gal" will be better than "you" :P ...

Guy:

I still remember you teaching me how dy/dx is different from Delta(X)/Delta (Y).
Honesty;integrity;sincerity - I never read them in dictionary for I learnt them from you..
You make me feel jealous about the way you love the "gal"...

I swear I ll love my "gal" more than you love your "gal"..

Dad and Mom, many more happy returns of the day... hope you guys put atleast a fifty partnership...

moments of madness

I miss you... For twenty three years you were there with me; to warn me; to cheer me up; as my conscience keeper...
but with shallowness around, I need you once again..... to make me believe in true friendships.... To hear your voice and your peculiar way of telling that "everything is an illusion"...
Can't you see what I need right now? I pity you..
For you need to find the questions that are deep in my mind...
you need to answer them as well...

Sunshine gal..

Should I call her today ? I am so agitated today that i had to break the oath again to blog this post..
what prevents me from giving her a call ?
1) a technical problem in my mobile...
2) my ego.... I had resolved not to send her on a guilt trip(as she had mentioned few months back). I never called her up and only returned her calls..
she gave me a palette of emotions in my life... made me strong; made me realise what an egoistic guy I am; made me feel the depth of love I have for her...
Though I had moments of weakness in these few months, I have been "restrained" (according to my own standards and considering what I have been going through in the past four months) in my communication with her....
This post is a toast to my ego and the way I love the sunshine gal....

p.s. I haven't broken my promise which I gave to you (munich guy)...These things are in back ground for I have become dead serious in my acads :)

friendship..

This is a damn important post that i have break my addiction oath to post this...

I sent a mail...
I do not know why I sent it...
I do not whether I was right in doing it...
I do not even know the implications of sending the mail...
Its just that I flushed my mind in that mail...
In the past four years, I can't remember sending anything to anybody which was as blunt as this mail.....

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After four years, I hope to read this post and I am not sure whether I ll laugh or cry for the action I did...

Amen..

addiction...

was speaking with a junior of mine..
an IITian..
He blogs..
and he has a good blog too...
He said blogging is an addiction..
and I hate getting addicted to something in life..
and I want to see whether I can stop blogging for a month..
I stop now...

Dream trip..

My dream trip has been finalised.
Exploring India in Train,bus,Lorry,Plane,Bullock cart (feel free to add whatever you want).

Guess who will be my partner in this trip which is scheduled in March? AMP ..

The guy whom I would have married if I were a gal( even He says YES to that proposal:P)

I can't wait for March... and I m looking forward to it more than my Europe trip( other than sandeep's place, I am not too excited to see lifeless buildings with "cultured" people in them... I would rather prefer "colorful" and "vibrant" India...)

I am game, AMP...

zinc

Zinc celebrates his birthday on Aug 11th.
I called him up today and wished him..

The conversation:

I: " so how many people are reporting to you?"
He: " Some 22"
I: " What the fuck ? you are a head of strategic business unit and still only 22"
He: "No machan.. 22 engineers report to me; 66 Bsc grads and some 100 contract labours"
I: " kewl... so have you started going for recruitment ?"
He: " No."
I: " why ? Is it still handled by higher ups ?"
He: " No.. I send my subordinates ... to NITs.."

At the age of 40, I see you as a CEO....
One guy who can show the listless MBAs that an engineer can do a better job provided he is a "man who can take decisions"...

Miles to go before you sleep..

Iniya pirantha naal vazthukal machi... ( Happy Bday...)

similarities

same place
same month
same club
same course

why god why ?

but then its not the same "Black is beautiful " :D
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Whenever I cross the place from where I used to call her, I want to freeze that moment in my life.. as if nothing had changed. I remember those anxious moments of waiting for her to pick the phone and speak to me....

Black is certainly beautiful........

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This is what I want to write to her

Dear Sunshine girl,

Bon voyage....

truly,
Black.

But I guess I will never write that for I have a king sized EGO

Free market

I was a "free-market takes care of all" before coming here. Now after reading developmental economics, I believe that neo-classical approach doesn't make any sense...
Neo-classical approach says that Humans are essentially selfish and hence supply-demand are essential way of getting things done....
I don't have any problems in saying that Humans are essentially selfish and this is precisely why I believe government intervention is needed..
Because if government doesn't intervene, the siblings and progeny of Howard Roarks of the world may rule corporations inspite of being inefficient ( I can quote many examples of incompetent CEOs who reached that position by the virtue of their background...)
I don't want my children to succeed me because they are my children..
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I am an idiot.. but only for one more month.. when I leave this place to the land of Merci, I guess I would buried my "past"... its an albatross around my neck..
why am I not selfish ? I am happy that my ego is intact... but still I can sense my weakness.... Hmm....
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perfection is not perfect..

why KJ is not the greatest singer ? Because he is a perfect guy.
He is like australian cricket team. He is consistent. He is dominating. He can't make mistakes.
But Is music about perfection and nothing else ? what about "life" in song like "Rasathi onna" sung by Jayachandran? what about the pathos aroused by voice of Ilayaraja? There are few songs which KJ can never touch because it can spoil the life in those songs...
Philosophically, making mistakes leads to new innovations and evolutions...

P.s.:
1) Does this post make any sense?
2) what am I ? Am I perfectionist ?
3) whatever be the case I don't want a perfect girl...

rationality

Few decisions have to be taken by using your heart...
and I did it today.
I argued (without any rationality) with two of my friends here.. and then I challenged them on certain grounds...
I said I am going to continue with traditions (though it might be silly) because I don't want my seniors or juniors to blame me for discontinuing something... I will do it even if I find it irrational...
I am not sure whether it is a dangerous trend or not..
I am not sure whether it is right or not...
I am just observing this as a fact...
and I guess I haven't changed in the past 4 years..

Team..

I don't like rajni movies... I know that he is not a good actor... but still I have the task of promoting his movies in the college :(...
I am planning to get crackers, camphor, coconut and get dressed in Dhoti and give an ethnic look to the whole tamasha of screening his latest flick. Though people think that we are mad, my team wants me to do this....
and I m doing this because its a long time since I did something for some team....
I don't believe in something but the position I occupy forces me to do that....
Is it a precursor for big decisions in my life ?

july 29th

my passport to a
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- a gr8 friendship
- a new culture
- many friends
- crush
- movies
- music
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- brand IIT
- freedom to do whatever i want in life
- Ayn rand
- Btechs
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Heres a toast to the IITian in me...
cheers...

Good will hunting

Good will Hunting is one of my favorite movies.. Happened to see it once again, few days back..
This is my favorite dialouge from the movie.

Robin williams to Matt damon:

So if I asked you about art you could
give me the skinny on every art book
ever written... Michelangelo? You
know a lot about him I bet. Life's
work, criticisms, political
aspirations. But you couldn't tell
me what it smells like in the Sistine
Chapel. You've never stood there and
looked up at that beautiful ceiling.
And if I asked you about women I'm
sure you could give me a syllabus of
your personal favorites, and maybe
you've been laid a few times too.
But you couldn't tell me how it feels
to wake up next to a woman and be
truly happy. If I asked you about
war you could refer me to a bevy of
fictional and non-fictional material,
but you've never been in one. You've
never held your best friend's head
in your lap and watched him draw his
last breath, looking to you for help.
And if I asked you about love I'd
get a sonnet, but you've never looked
at a woman and been truly vulnerable.
Known that someone could kill you
with a look. That someone could rescue
you from grief. That God had put an
angel on Earth just for you. And
you wouldn't know how it felt to be
her angel. To have the love be there
for her forever. Through anything,
through cancer. You wouldn't know
about sleeping sitting up in a
hospital room for two months holding
her hand and not leaving because the
doctors could see in your eyes that
the term "visiting hours" didn't
apply to you. And you wouldn't know
about real loss, because that only
occurs when you lose something you
love more than yourself, and you've
never dared to love anything that
much. I look at you and I don't see
an intelligent confident man, I don't
see a peer, and I don't see my equal.
I see a boy. Nobody could possibly
understand you, right Will? Yet you
presume to know so much about me
because of a painting you saw. You
must know everything about me. You're
an orphan, right?


This reminds me of my life...
Matt Damon to a Harvard guy:

The sad thing is, in about 50 years
you might start doin' some thinkin'
on your own and by then you'll realize
there are only two certainties in
life.

CLARK
Yeah? What're those?

WILL
One, don't do that. Two -- you
dropped a hundred and fifty grand on
an education you coulda' picked up
for a dollar fifty in late charges
at the Public Library.

what i want to say...

things are rosy at my end..
all the subjects are interesting...
I love this place..
I am busy thinking about my career...
I love music..
I read books..
I live my life..
I can stay away from this blog...
I dont think about her..

What I dont say.....

I am depressed..
The subjects suck.. The proffs suck more..
I hate this place...
I think about my career.. get jitters and end of the day, I dont do anything about it...
I stopped liking music...
I dont read these days...
I coudnt stay away from cribbing and this blog..
I do think about her :(....

p.s: Right now what I need is a guide who can help me out in my career and personal life....
Missing IIT days,the wonderful proffs we had, my guide :((..
I need a job.. I want to move out of this place and start earning.. I am sure I m not getting any value addition right now....

failure and success

Failures are stepping stones to failures
Success is stepping stone to success....

Eureka !!! ( I got enlightened when I was taking Bath :D)

P.s: I guess I will take a break from blog world for a short time so that I can return to sanity.....

racing...

I have gone mad....
I have to squeeze my sleeping hours from today... Each and Every minute counts....


P.s: Still couldn't find any problem in sales and distribution :((

patterns

I see only patterns in my life.. even in mathematics.. for some it is a science.. but for me Maths is an art.. the art of intuition.
Four years ago I was in similar state of mind and things are beginning to shape up in the same way.
Went to meet the proff regarding my dissert and he said in plain english words.." prepare an abstract and send it to me in seven days.. Lets then discuss about the milestones"..
Now If Someone asks me to prepare an abstract in computer science, I will take seven days .. Here I am supposed to prepare an abstract in sales and distribution about which I do not know anything... But then this is what the post is all about.. the patterns...... I will crib that I have finance exams in next week; I will crib that I do not know anything in sales and distribution; I will crib that how am i supposed to search for a problem in it without knowing anything in it..... Finally I will go ahead and do all of the above..... because I know that its coming..... the urge to taste my sweat,flesh and blood and come up with a dissert ....

p.s. After a long time I feel that I have written a positive post... because I feel it.. I feel it when I jog; and I dont feel anything else... its the only thing in my mind right now.... the PSYCHO is BACK....

as time flies by...

Was jolted by the pain ..pain of a relationship.... pain that I cried... came back and played in my mind....
Best part: I am taking time to recover...proves that I am not shallow..
Worst part: I am taking time to recover...proves that I am not tough..
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I finally can feel, see, hear the voices in my head... The fear of failure is back... I m shifting my Gears... Two more months; seven subjects; seven projects; seven presentations; one dissertation; It looks daunting but there is only one thing that I can do... "I can't afford to waste my time"... thats it.... I need a FMCG. I have decided that I m going to sell soaps to rural women in Jharkhand.
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Was formally admitted to "kairali" in the college. :D.. After all how many people can enjoy a padmarajan movie ?
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The only problem is that I want to win in everything.... Its has been a long time since I proved myself that I am good...
After a long time someone asked my grade point and the usual incident happened. I want people to take me seriously....
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Song of the moment: " Loosu Penne" From vallavan... Tam/Mallu Readers please hear the song...

clear skies

you passed on your hugs to me via a gal whom I liked... and I had asked you not to give me a hug...
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I resolved not to speak with any gal continuously for fifteen minutes atleast for the next two months....
An incident at college two days back triggered that resolution...
Gals -- are definitely a weaker sex... atleast the ones I have met till now in my life (with rare exceptions)....
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These are the best days of my life.. Finally I found my short term destination......
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It kind of feels funny when someone forces me to have a drink. I have crossed thousands of people who have forced me to have a drink... and I don't even give explanations these days.. just a "No" and a "wtf" smile....

tag...

Picked up the tag from NariyalChutney...

* Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
* People who are tagged need to write posts in their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
* At the end of your post, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.

1) Fact 1: I am 5'10; 60 Kgs; lean; with looks that doesn't deserve a second look ( For a change let me describe physically :D)

2) Fact 2: I am not good in networking.... I would think twice before approaching my close friends for something... I wouldn't approach anyone(including "her" :)) else for anything... I wouldn't even think when my friends ask me something....

3) Fact 3: I love my father's Indica; listening to music; Driving fast; Night journey; tender coconuts; Unreserved travel in trains; meeting new people; Finance subjects and marketing job(this is an enigma and I donno why :( ); absolute loyalty;

4) Fact 4: I hate flirting..... ofcourse if she s "the" girl, flirting is allowed. I generally do not believe the guys who flirt. I can "smell" my friends from 1000 acquaintances ..

5) Fact 5: I do not know what I want in life....

6) Fact 6: I am impulsive; I am an introvert; I can however not mail/call someone for two months and still love them....

7) Fact 7: Once I give my word, I would die rather than going back on my word... I will share the fruits of my work with others;

8) Habit 1: I am finicky about my diet; about visiting my dentist once in six months;

Passing the tag to

1) Sandeep ( He is my only regular reader... )

My gal....

my ideal gal...

-> She would be my friend... This is a MUST and believe me being my friend is not easy.. I have chosen my friends all along. There are/were very few friendships which happened naturally in my case. I pick my friends from the crowd. She would respect my friendship and value it with whatever it deserves..( she can have better friends than me and value their friendship more than mine.. thats allowed :)))..
who is my friend ?
(Hint: Only If I ask her to do me a favor... )

-> She would not speak obvious things.... The wavelength that "everything is implicit" should be there.

-> She would see the beauty in small things of life... It can be anything from Pink Floyd to traveling in a Volvo bus on a full moon night. It can be eating "Egg parotta " in a small hotel at night 1.00 PM in some rural tamilnadu/kerala(which I did during my vacation), enjoying the monsoon, giving me a call at midnight just for the heck of it....

-> She would hurt me .. but then she would respect me... otherwise she would turn me off...

-> She would (try to) be the best mother in the world..

-> She wouldn't mind me speaking to anyone else as she knows the she is the most important person in my life.. that implicit acknowledgment should always be there...

-> she wouldn't be "obviously" girlish but then she would be girlish( do not know how to put it)...

-> I know that I haven't been with her for the past 25 years... She would understand that and she would try to live her past with me... she would take me to places which she liked... she would talk about things which she liked.. she would make sure that her past is mine as well...

-> she would make love to me... everyday... every hour..every second.. she would think about it.. In bed she would be innocent; and she would be a bitch;

-> she would obviously not interfere with my career...

-> she would understand my silence and respect it.. she would understand my body language.. she wouldn't give me unsolicited "gyan" or advice..
(Hint: My silence during a gyan or advice means -- "will you stop this Bullshit?")

-> she would know that above things are just a tip of the iceberg.. and living with me -- is a life time experience :)....

Monsoons....

What would I love to do in monsoons..

-> Sit near the window with hot cup of tea and watch the rains...
-> Travel in a bus which plays Ilayaraja song
-> just walk in the rain until I feel the raw energy of my IIT days
-> Think about the cyclones of Bay of Bengal and the holidays which we used to get until the cyclone crosses the shore
-> Read a Finance book...
-> Eat something spicy...
-> Talk/Blog some nonsense

Now I have done all of the above...The only one left is...

-> Make love to my gal :P ( In another two years, this wish would be satisfied :D)

Gypsy's love

I actually thought I would be an average Indian male when it comes to commitment(Flirting/checking out after marriage/love) but then I was proved wrong. But then when I see committed people here checking out/flirting with other sex, I kind of feel surprised about it.
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I am extremely happy right now and I am not "happy" about that(inner voice ?). The Gypsy culture has been extended to my career and I read what I feel like reading. I say what I feel like saying. I do what I feel like doing.
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what do I feel about her right now ?
Thats still a mystery. And yeah whatever I feel doesn't affect any part of my life or career.
I feel what I want to feel(does this sentence make any sense ?) and yes, my happiness is in my hands... No one can change that....
Living my life.......... Dear readers, Be happy that I'm happy.

vacation..

Back from a vacation ...
I didnt miss anything and I didnt feel sad when it was time to say Good bye.
I realised that this vacation taught me a lot of things.... More about it when I have time to blog.
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Leo took me to a tea-stall near a slum in besant nagar beach and gave his Job treat by getting me a tea. I suggested him CCD or Barista :D...
but then obvious things were not spoken; things which are uncomfortable to me were not discussed :).... and I am happy that he is happy with his job
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Chennai rocks....
TCS recruited 1006 people from Anna university.. Guess its an indian record
IT Highway is really beautiful
The MTC/Pallavan buses are colorful.
The dark skinned gals and besant nagar beach (which one i like more) :D
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Have to blog about the best moments of the vacation and about the ideal gal for me.... and I really do not know how I am going to find energy and time for it in the coming days.....

bombay blues....

Tighten your fists as if you are ready for a fight. Now bring your folded wrist near to your nose... If you see most of the people living in the streets, they would be doing that.. I guess it is some form of drug which they have in their hands/cloth in their hand... nauseating feeling.
This place killed whatever sympathy i had for all those people....
It doesn't pain anymore.
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Am I happy? No.
Will I be happy? yes.
what I am waiting for? 80 more hours to land in chennai.

what is the best joke you heard so far in the past one month?.. well it goes like this...
He is a friend of mine.

He: " I was speaking with her... she s like so dumb and shallow.....and the guy who is going to marry her is a loser and should be dumb "
I : (thinking to myself) Horror .. This is not happening to me.... I pinched myself.....
He: " dey .. why don't u tell something?"
I : " yeah... but don't judge someone by a single incident da"

Buhahahaha...
the guy is a loser and dumb...
the guy is a loser and dumb...
the guy is a loser and dumb...
Buhahahaha

I: (told myself) wait bastard.. i will come and kill u for saying a statement like that..

p.s: some one finding a fault with my choice (though the choice and option doesn't exist anymore) is a rude shock and am getting jitters... I just guess that the person didn't judge her properly....

i tried so hard...

I was told yesterday by my guide and her boss... that
i was not at my best...
i was not prepared...
I didnt argue the way I argue with them passionately.
Reasons -- fever, cold, cough;

Today everything went the way I wanted it to go...
It was power packed... I showed the passion... I showed the raw energy...... and they acknowledged it.....
I tried so hard and got so far....In the end it does matter(unlike what Linkin park says)....
I guess I am on the right track to book a place in the Organisation...
just one more round to go.....
Amen.....
p.s: Song which I heard before presenting: " Nothing else matters"....Metallica. Just rocks....

pain....

I can feel your pain.
and I really do not know how I can help you out...
you said from today you would be 1 among N friends.
and I said "in your case its far better....I would be a 0.00142857 acquaintance "
Just remember this machan....Linkin park : " In the end , it doesn't even matter"...
Can't you see that the world is waiting for us ?
Lets rule the world....and welcome aboard....

Glutton

Place: Cafe Madras, Matunga.

1 Bisebela bath
1 Mysore Masala dosa
1 Andhra pesarat Dosa
1 Mysore sada Dosa
and Some pieces in set dosa....

Now we didnt go as a team; The above list was just my dinner menu;
The campaign - Say "No to Burgers" :D

Mumbai from the 12th floor of an apartment looks sexy.. Planes which are about to land at andheri, high rise buildings at Bandra, King's circle, Sion are a treat to eyes especially during the monsoon..
I love this place and I hate this place..
I love finance and I hate finance..
I love ...and I hate ..hmm chuck it ..couldn't complete it :D

ethanayo kaalam thalli nenjorum pani thuli

How do I prevent myself from replying when I get a provocative mail in the groups? Like the one which I got today...
If it had been two/three months ago, I would have "replied" in my "style".... quoting the facts...
But then I screwed up everything.... so much ...
Last year i was asked what will I do when someone in the college speaks against "the one", or the "culture" or dark skin... I said that I wouldn't reply back... Time to honour that resolution..
Looking back the lines that come to my mind is

"nindru parka neram indri,
sendru kondre irunthene,
nirka vaithai , pesa vaithai,
Nenjorum panithuli"

The rain is over; and the monsoon is yet to begin ( a beautiful contradiction in my life)

Let the game begin

If you close your eyes, then the world is dark..
If you block your path, then you can never travel....

The above two lines are lyrics from a Tamil song... I realise that the only person who can prevent me from getting this job is myself... Have 10 days to prove myself and I know that I m worth it....
Well, I decided to go for it.... After a long time, I m on a hunting mission......
Life is soooooo beautiful.... Isn't it?

hugs from me....

when a friend of mine who is settled in Singapore said this ( "hugs from me"), I got pissed off... If there is one thing that can turn me off completely, Hugs will top the list.
"Hugs from me" -- its so girlish.... I never need hugs... and my friends just stand by me when I need them... Please hug pussy boys..... I just need time from my friends when I am down.
He remarked casually and still I blasted him :D. Well,If he had really meant it, I would have thrashed him to death.

P.s. Leo found this blog... Bas*ard....:)

No to burgers...

Finally I was able to do that.. for the past two weeks, the only dinner i have been getting is the sick Veg burger from MACD near VT.
Yesterday I was literally forced to go to Matunga where I had a nice Tam dinner at Mani's. My taste buds came back to life after I hogged sambhar and Rasam. Tam Name boards, Hawkers speaking in Tam, and some turn-on factors(like the one I mentioned in previous post) :D brought some cheers to my otherwise insipid life at Mumbai.
Have two more weeks to go before I get back to L.I.F.E ....

rooooccccckkkkk

I can feel that floyd, metallica and iron maiden have finally started conquering me......
esp "shine on you crazy diamond".....
ofcourse "Nothing else matters" has become a cult song .......

and for a horror, I found out that I have started liking the pubs...
after going to hostel from a pub, I listened to folk song and I liked it... now my genre ranges from carnatic, folk, psychedelic , hard rock, pop, filmy, ghazal( gulam ali).......

song which Im hearing right now: " ethanayo kalam thalli nenjorum pani thuli" from vetayadu vilayudu.........

one more..

added in collection of my friends... will nick him as monsieur in this blog....
I called monsieur for an "Elaneer".. what was supposed to be a six minute meeting of saying "Hi" took 6 hours..
went to a bakery.... walked back .. came to CCD.... took a cab and went to a restaurant... walked to gateway of india ... then went to a pub......
Monsieur -- arguably the most Fuc*ing intelligent guy in the batch... we call him a Consult material...
and this is one friendship where i didn't take the first step.. :D....
more about him later...
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missing something... the viboodhi in the forehead of gals..... a beautiful turn on factor for me.....
was telling monsieur about how to spot a gal from our state... just need to look for "manjal kaiyru" or "viboodhi".... ofcourse most of them do not wear these days.. but then if they do wear, you can be sure they are from our state....
things are falling into place......


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tale of two love stories

I: " I missed u in the meet"
Mom: " But I didn't miss it. Anyway he was not there"

Mom, you should have told this straight at my face and then you should have seen the joy in my face.
I am extremely happy that you both care and love each other inspite of the fact that it might not work out.
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I: " Me cant wait for the kerala trip.. what are you doing now?"
He: " thinking how I can take revenge on my ex-girl friend."
I: " what? just get out of it if you dont like her... and dont be crazy"

I am extremely frustrated about this guy.

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I was listening to "Unnal Mudiyum Thambi" and the pain hit me when I listened to the line " Ethayum mudikum ithayam unnil kanden" ( I saw a heart which can do/take anything ) which Annadurai said 50 years ago.
The pain -that I cried ... How did it happen to me? I am extremely angry at myself that I cried....
Fu*k you "Black is beautiful".... and how do i come out of this guilt that i cried? ha..... I don't know whether I need to bleed thousand people to make me get rid of this guilt... I want to smell the blood.... blood of thousand people whom I do not like.....

cry baby cry....

May 23rd.. (today)
Time : 6.30 pm
Year: 2003
Place: Coimbatore... "Black is beautiful" gets his B.E degree in the convocation.

I wanted to cry on that day with the scores of them crying around.. I didn't :D. Somehow I felt I have to move on and never met the clan that day.

Incidents when I cried( from 1999)

Sept 1999: Cried when the class lost a football match in the finals(that became one of the epic moments) we lost the match but went on to rule the college along with the "cousins"(read "mech"):) .

Jan/Feb 2000: Cried when the bas*ard in Scotland scolded me.(Guess that was the last time we fought big time... why don't we fight these days ? :D)

Jan/feb 2002: Cried when we had a meeting with day-scholars to resolve the placement issue. It was a passionate fight. The hatred for day-scholars still lingers on :D

April 28th 2003: The clan farewell. Boy ,I cried for 5 minutes.. Infact i didnt cry. I wailed....

Nov 17th 2006: CM's death. Cried for a minute. Thats it.

April 17th 2007: cried due to someone's Insecurity..... cried for a minute.

April 28th 2007(date coinciding with farewell'03): Cried for hurting someone.. again for a minute..

The last two incidents are a joke right now.... why did I ? :).. I can never answer this question.... May be I am pluto's child.... and I really cannot believe that I cried.... May be I was so deep into it... (the other incidents were more close to my heart: Clan, placements, class spirit, Scotland bastard).. May be I gave as much importance to it like other incidents... whatever... past is past. But i didn't like it(see the picture in side bar and read the lines below the picture)

Looking forward to cry again :D... but I guess it will never happen again unless someone close dies...

I wish

i feel like him(always in life).... with raw energy ... and I do for the past one week...
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I bleed people who do not know anything but mock at my explanation, to death.
I do not want people to open their mouths unless they are pretty sure that they know things..and most often they do not know and yet open their mouth.
I am good at my work/career and I don't entertain any advice unless I specifically ask for it. of course I have my set of people to whom I would go and ask for advice... So please save yourself from the trouble....
(Hint: Look at my body language if you are seeing me and look for silence in case you are speaking with me over the phone.. my silence means "will u stop this chuth** advice ?")
(p.s. Happened due to someone in workplace)
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I made an exception. I am happy that I made an exception. But then....(extrapolation)
I played the Sicilian defence instead of the traditional Ruy Lopez opening. My queen side castle was rocked and my king was exposed. Long time since I played chess... anyone game for it ?
(p.s. He he long time since I wrote some rubbish about my "love")
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brothers....

" Nimmu, Im extremely glad that you got your US visa.... and the way you shared me the news that you got your visa filled my heart with joy; I know that I am someone special and important in your life. I just hope that you would follow your brother's foot steps.....
you would read a lot.
you would make out with girls in Tennessee(as your brother does in california :D).
you would get a job which you deserve and desire.
you would continue to play our "supply" :D
you would steal the show ,the way your brother does in his company.
you would show me all those "pics" of Halloween days :D
and wherever life takes us, I know that we are just a call away from each other.... "

long time since I lost

Pluto's special child can never fail in anything in life.. It looks like my June 3rd exam might be canceled on account of legal issues...
It has been a long time since I failed in any exam(8th standard quarterly exam.. subject-art.. i was never good in drawing and painting) . I hope I can continue to say this even after June 3rd........
I hate to lose (in) anything esp (in) things where I don't deserve to lose. Period.

food and a scorpion

In this world where everyone tries to score brownie points in any relationship, I still have good friends.

He: " Lets go to bade mia"
I: " what abt veggie like me"
He: " Lets go to bombay blues then"
I: " Lets go to bade mia"
He: " you might not like bade mia"
I: " Still its ok.."
He: " no .. lets go to bombay blues"
I: " we are going to bade mia"

Does the food matter :D ? Every day he saves a dairy milk for me and gives to me in the weekend. Will miss u dude from this weekend.... These are the darkest days of my life and I am happy that you are there to show the light at the end of the tunnel.....

alumni meet

Met this guy who was my super senior and from IIT KGP. He was the tallest one around and was working in my dream company.
I started speaking with him generally.

He: " I am a totally arbit person"
I checked my mouth. No .. I didnt utter this dialouge.

He: " I dont know what I want in life"
I checked it again. No... I didnt utter this as well.

He: " I cant stand these lengthy purposeless mails"
I checked it again. No .... It was not me...

I: " who are those two gals? and are they still single ?"
He: " Then why am I still single ? " and smiles at me....

I: " Man, you should blog ".....

why?

I am ready to get hurt... why?
I am selfless.... why?
I am an allowing an exception... why?
I still believe in it... why?
I still have two posts in my drafts and couldn't publish it... why?
I still care for someone's feelings when the vice versa is not there... why?
I am a chut***a idiot... why?

diplomacy

is the nicest way to do the nastiest thing - for others.
is the nastiest way to do a nastiest thing - for me.

It just turns me off. why cant people tell straight at the face ?. But the worst part - people believe "Stable" people who are supposed to maintain the cool when the situation demands and think that they are real men.
Believe me.. They aren't. They can't stand real pressure. Its not what you "show" to the outer world that is important but what you "are" which is important.
I know the supposedly "stable" men who cracked during summers interview process and who discouraged me not to go for something which I wanted to go for.

passion + commitment >>>>> "stable" pussy cats.
but I do agree that there are few cool people who are passionate and committed. But then thats a very rare combination(have seen very few in senior batch and very few in junior batch).
Ha.. "stable" guys, wait for me.. Once I compete with you people in the industry, lets see who eats whom.

i hate

I hate myself ............
I hate many more things ... But then I do not want to do anything intentionally in this blog.

Team

After a long time I was checking Zerin's blog. I do not know this guy personally. But then when I was checking out his blog, I jumped to his consultancy site and Viola :) I should say that I was inspired.
I really long to get a team like the one which he has. One CA, one Ops guy, One Marketing guy, One finance guy....
In just one more year, I would be sent out of the college with a MBA degree in hand. It can fetch me a job with a nice pay package and a boring work. Two years down the line, I would get married. Five years down the line, I will have a kid + a big tummy + mid life crisis.
Have to think and think fast.

Missing these -2

Two years since I visited kodaikanal...



I want to get married !!! (A couple at kodaikanal)



no way... I don't want to get married ..(once upon a time, it was must for every guy .....:D to tame the bulls to get married- Picture from alanganallur jallikattu).

smell some blood...

like a killer whale. I just sensed an opportunity in the organisation when I had a word with my "super" senior.
Will I get it ?. Time to go for the kill; Time to invoke my killer instincts; Most probably I would be too young to hunt for the prey; But then I would try;I hate losing;More than that I hate giving up without even trying;

I love this place. I have amazing team mates and an amazing guide. They would be happy in having me there and I'm sure about it. Now let me start making my moves.

Trip to alibagh

was a Disaster :D...
Because
->We didn't reach alibagh.
->I puked after the to and fro boat journey.
-> and I was the only guy who puked. Everyone else including the children, women, men were fine and enjoyed the boat trip :). (Guess the egg curry which I had for my lunch did the trick)
->we wasted 260 bucks

But then the sight of beautiful south bombay in lights, the port, the cruise liner which crossed us, the sun set ..... it was worth it.

if anyone asks me whether I have seen gateway of India, this will be my reply.."I have infact puked in gateway of India" :D..ouva waaa...

my life defined by tamil songs

my friends: "kuiliuku" from friends
my love: "nenjodu kalandhidu" from kadhal konden (only the first stanza).
my parents: "karpoora bommai" from keladi kanmani.
my career: "arjunur villu" from Ghilli
my kids: "poove poochudava" from poove poodchudava

Life at Metro

An old man walks towards nafisa in the movie.
I ask the Bihari IITian sitting next to me.

I: " who is this old man"
He stares at me.."don't you know him ?"
I: "you know that I don't watch Hindi movies".
He: "He is dharamendra" and smiles at me

I: "who is Irfan"
He: "Haven't you seen any of his movies."
I: " nope"
He shows me Irfan..

This continued for Kangana rawat as well. The only people I knew in the movie - Shilpa shetty and konkana sen(I lech this gal).

I have to learn Hindi and learn it very fast. I'm missing too many steamy scenes and jokes :D. Without audio effect, visuals sometimes fail to turn you on :D.

When the whole theater was watching the scene in which a guy was starting to make out with shilpa shetty in a tensed manner, I was chuckling for a sick BGM.

Met few of my college seniors and batch mates in the movie and had a quite evening with them...

Missing this

Girl ! wait ..if ur mom doesnt come, I will join u in the besant nagar Beach...



I seriously do not why I like this photo... may be the color of a Tam gal ? or may be the rich tone in the photo ? or may be the dreams in her eyes ?



I miss them.. the huge temples.. though not a believer, i love them...


A picture of beach in East Coast Road ...
One more month..... just one more month... will be there... Life beckons...

Nil magnum nisi bonum

Nothing is great unless it is good.
In love, the statement definitely holds good.
I will remember this lesson for years to come.
But as Arun said, its not my problem if people cannot appreciate it.

mere nazar me....

I step out of the office...
A handicapped guy trying to cross the road...
I walk..
A child working in a hotel...
I walk..
An adolescent orphan addicted to some drug..
I walk..
A group of kids who sleep in the platform..
I walk..
A hawker who is trying to make some money..but no one is there to buy ..
I walk..
A young gal with lipstick in VT subway..
I cross..
She tells me " Dho so rupya"...
I run.......

This is other side of Mumbai for you , my people..... Havent seen so much poverty in my life .. even in rural bihar or a metro like chennai.....

slam..dunk

whenever I see someone playing basketball, i feel jealous.. Such a graceful game...
But then I go to an extreme when I see this...
A fat guy( should be 5 feet 6 inches weighing around 80+kgs) playing with three svelte girls.. the moves he make -- Hmmm lucky bast***.

No... what sort of cruel world is this :((.......
I dont have anyone else to be blamed for this fiasco. I didnt learn basketball and I ll pay for this :D

p.s.: Was thinking about My beautiful chennai today.... One more month, I ll find happiness again... in those jasmine flowers and thavani angels... In ECR, besant nagar beach, In the company of arul; in ponnusamy meals; in my black indica....

birthday week...

Do you remember last year's post which I wrote on your birthday ?..

"if two months - two years acquaintances are rock solid friends.. then what will they call us :D ? "

Words lose their meaning when it comes to our friendship...

Happy birthday week -- Scotland Highlander :D (couldn't wait for may 16th)

This year the song which I dedicate to you is....

"Metallica: Nothing else matters... "

democracy

sonia gandhi - a roman catholic
Abdul kalam - a muslim
Manmohan - A sikh

In contrast US hasn't elected a president other than a male,white Christian.

Read the above from tharoor's column. If I write a book on India, I would just reproduce whatever shashi tharoor has written...

spider man3

- sucks.. and sucks big time.
- preaches Christian moral values like a typical B grade Hollywood movie.

except for one line in the movie
" even a spider man needs someone at some point of time" or some similar dialouge which the heroine utters..

nice guys get nice gals

I : " why did it happen to me"
he : " thats the same question which i asked you three years ago"

I : " why not me"
he : " thats the same question which i asked you three years ago"

I : " what happens now"
he : " nice guys get nice gals.. just hope..."

I found my feet. If it has to happen, it will happen.....