A different message

I got a message yesterday from one of my closest friends. Infact the relation is going through rough patches now. I dont know if anyone of you has ever received this message or read this message. But I was told this is not a forwarded message.. The message read..

" I dont remember the instances when i made you happy but I do cherish a lot of memories when you made me feel happy by removing sadness out of me. It was always you who understood the situation and made me speak out..."

When i read it it seemed a forward, so i asked the sender for its origin. A message which I felt special....



At home for two days for a betrothal. Will return today evening... See you all for Christmas... Tough days ahead at Infy with the Intermediate the second phase of training waiting ahead. Pray for us...

Infosys Mysore -The place to be

After a month and 10 days, I am back, sitting before my PC in my room, all set to describe the new INFOSYS world in its grandeur and beauty. As any person would feel when he steps into Infosys Mysore, i too felt its a palace of luxury. Like i had already heard, its a foreign land inside India. The well furnished rooms, extra clean footpaths and the magnificient buildings everything adding to my personal knowledge about infosys.. Within a week, i got used to almost everything esp the food courts.. It was my favourite place though none of them served food which could really satisfy my hunger....Now after one month, faces of some food court people turn red when i go the third or fourth time to collect extra gravy :(

The heading and the  first paragraph is really an application of a technique which infosys taught us during the soft skill sections. Its called positive mirroring.. To give a positive intro to something unpleasant.... It was not too late before i realised that i was trapped in a cage of luxury..... In about two weeks, I really started missing my ZIONICZ with all my close ones there.... When i was at home, i imposed loneliness upon me.. but there, it approached me and covered me up...

i think this posting is not at all organised. I have lots to tell, but construction of phrases have become troublesome for me.

LOUDSPEAKER GETS RECOGNISED
I should but share a very happy moment with you all. infact the greatest acknowledgement i have ever received. It was about my voice. One of our educators told the class that she has never before heard a high sound like this in her seven years of experience. Its cool.. I really felt so happy. She later told me that my sound can cover distances, just control it in a small classroom and i have won half the battle with my sound. I missed the chance to tell her that my blog is named THE LOUDEST SPEAKER..Still, At that moment i really felt thankful to my friend who helped me out with the name of my blog. Anyway, the unknown ME gained little popularity with my sound. Adding to my happiness, one of them commented that there are fans for my sound. Oh! i too got fans though for my sound :):)

But this was not strong enough to keep me energetic in mind...
People People Everywhere people, Not a one to care....... Thats what i feel there.. Amidst of the busy schedules and works, i find it hard with none to talk whereas it was my restless tongue that always kept me live at home and college.. The lonely corridors of the hostel rooms where we hardly find anyone just makes me feel i am too lonely... On the contrary, I have a lively classroom which has a high percentage of keralites along with a very good bunch of active people from different states of India. I am surrounded by Karnataka folks -  a calm and composed Bhaskar, extremely dangerous and active Rachitha with an initial B which is the sole reason why she sits near me(Like one told, how lucky i am so that a B comes in her name as initial) and a very nice,active,emotional, extremely hardworking Balaji who is always involved in studying malayalam from all sources. He has given me numerous adjectives already-- Boost, Hello Handsome, 8086, Energetic etc etc.. He has become so close to all of us Keralites.... What i miss there are people who care and people whom i care for.. I used to have plenty at college holding numerous positions in my life... But in the hectic and busy life there, no one has got time while some others seem caring about themselves only..

Within these months, I got the opportunity to mingle with different people from different parts. Some behave as if they are having the biggest troubles in the world and hence no time to care for others. I accept them since i too once felt like that, but i have never neglected others because of my problems. But all our problems are too small to be worried at. Thats a lesson i learned a couple of months before. Time can heel all wounds..There are few others who seems like the most experienced individuals with life and hence doesnt allow space for others in life. Those who doesnt care for others just since they dont want it back.. I was experiencing such behaviour for the first time, i should confess. For a person like me who have always wished for someone or some many to care, such are novel experiences.

                                               The abode of loneliness

What more to tell. The loudspeaker is forced to become silent though my friends wont agree with it since i am known as a talkative there too.. But its not the real ME that speaks.. Just a vent to ooze out the pressure of loneliness... I really miss the final year days, the times spent lavishly in our class, just chatting chatting chatting.. The study leave days and everything and everything about the ZIONICZ..... I know its more tough days to come with new subjects coming into picture. And its a hell time there to come.. For all non CS friends, find a good job. If possible, dont go for IT jobs unless you are so interested in it.........

But i should tell some positives about the campus.. In such a hectic world, its the campus and its facilities which doesnt lead to the mental breakdown. Living in bad atmosphere sharing rooms with a dozen, running after buses in the morning and being in the class til night etc would turn any normal person mad...This posting has become so scattered.. My mind is exactly like this.. Scattered with thoughts... Lots more to share.. But just lost the flare. I reached back home thinking i will blog a good deal about my infy world.. but i am nt getting the apt bunch of words.. just became so plain in language too....


An individual is always alone. He should learn to live alone. Dont depend on others.. Here i stand with none around me looking forward to my words, with none caring for me and with none about whom i should care... All have vanished into thin air...................

3 2 1 GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO !!!!!!

The  time has come to bid adieu to my home town where i was born, cradled, nourished and brought up as an individual and leave behind everything -my bed, room, home and my family which  i held so closer- for the first time ever in my 21yrs and 9 months of my life....... As every person feels when he goes away from home for the first time, me too feels a little sad.. Its not home sickness actually... Its home town sickness to be precise... And a lot more excited about what awaits me in my life ahead... I always loved to keep in track of whats happening in my home town... but now that all ends.. Now its a new world that awaits me outside..... Especially at INFOSYS, its a BIG world compared to our small town PALA about which i have always felt much proud of...Being the youngest in my generation and especially since the only boy present at home, and having almost 19 in the generation after me, i was the one who was engaged with all duties and other works... So it makes it more tough to tel bye bye to all... Anyway, the last one week was spent in receiving farewell parties from my cousins...  its cool stuff na....

For me this is a novel beginning in every sense... Like i have mentioned before , i was searching for a fresh start in my life.. and this is the ideal opportunity for the same... A new life in a new world "A Branded world" and most unexpectedly, i am almost alone in the new world alike the old myself which was surrounded by a handful of people .... A fresh, firm start for a better tomorrow... and the results are just  known to the one above........ Like i have always believed and done, i am just planning to take it as it comes... Just face it.. Just like i reached engineering after studying medical and avoiding being a repeater even after repeated words of uncles... and also now coming to infosys whereas i had once had a dream of going for MBA through CAT that ended up without even writin CAT......

Apart from this, I am happy to tell everyone that one of my blog postings appear first in the GOOGLE SEARCH for a specific keyword... Excuse me, I am not disclosing the key word... :) Thank you all my readers....... :)

I was a Vincentian, then became a Ex-Vncentian, then a Chavarite, then a Ex-Chavarite, then a RIT-ian and a Ex-RIT-ian.. and now its a new addition hopefully its not the last addition to the list.. An Infoscion.....

Its time to go...I dont know if i will be able to blog as frequent as its now since most of the sites are blocked in the campus..As any individual aspires, i too aspire for a good start and better future and a better life.....

Pray for me and all my friends there who have taken a new leap in their life to keep up with the pace and for our aspirations to become true....

Dated til i become an Ex-Infoscion

Title is requested!!!!

its now a long time since i have blogged.... I was rather very much occupied with my laziness and introversion and hardly had any peep outside... It was the four walls of my room which had kept me introvert within the darkness in my room. Those who had been before to my room can clearly understand what can happen when a lazy person gets my room which is hardly lit up... i was very much glued to sleep, films and food.. These things just occupied me for almost a month now.. 


What big events can happen when a person is glued to his room.. So, nothing exceptional has happened  in my life except for the final semester results and my new placement both of them adding much to my happiness though the former added a little worry... The worry was due to the mistake first time ever made in my results which was provided unofficially.. The actual and unofficial had a mere difference of 46 marks... thats 79pc and 83pc....  the happy event was of course my placement in TCS.... To add to my happiness, four other of my ZIONICZ friends who had not yet got placed got themselves into TCS ...... To tel my friends frankly, though it may seem little awkward, i became relieved of my sadness of not being able to attend the earlier TCS placement due to my historic Agra trip (infact it was actualyl for SSB interview at Bhopal) was wiped off the moment i got into TCS.. From my harsh experience with the results this semester, i am still awaiting the final selection list of TCS to beleeve completely i am selected or shud i prepare my mind for yet another awkward experience just like the final sem marks.....

Its now three months since my academic life ended.... These three months has passed quite fast... Life moves fast... But for me, the initial weeks were quite harsh and violent like a stormy sea.... Now when i reflect on the past months,, i havent learned anything new to add to my knowledge. like many of my friends did, I havent gone for any classes, coaching or any such sort of business. All i had was a hands own workshop on my LIFE with a large variety of experiments studying the reactions of various reagents.....

A different angle to my holidays...

It had been quite a bit time since i got anything to blog upon...... The holidays would have got the hell out of me if i had not got this different angle to my free time.. I learned a new hobby ....... Its to watch English movies.. I never watched English movies (except Titanic ) unless i am glued to it by my friends since they wil be watching it at hostel.. Still, its just a few to mention.. But to be proud enough , I watched INCEPTION, the latest hit...

My last 3 days were completely different from any of my holidays before... I spent hardly any time outside my room.. Was on my bed til noon, kept watching English films til late midnight... Yesterday, it was 5.. The number and the names of the films i watched  may not seem a big deal to a passionate English movie fan since they may be too old a film to them. . For me, its always a big deal...Today too, i watched a handful... Die Another Day, Double Jeopardy, Angels and Demons, Law abiding Citizen if I have to name them.. Anyway I find interest in investigative, crime thrillers... It has given me a time pass.. It will be pretty interesting to find how i find the film plot before i watch them. Either i ask my friends or i search internet about the type of story... Then i watch.. It takes me time to find films rather than to watch them...

The weekend has approached.. Rather another unproductive week is coming to an end...

Memories are beautiful but painful

As i walked through the strike-ridden RIT campus today, the memories just flushed back into my mind... Since those memories have not become rusty, it didnt take me time to recollect those tender days at the campus.... As i moved along, i could sense the latest scenes of bidding farewell to our batch mates........ The presence was felt all over as i reached our department and when passing by the side of our class room..

Really, i felt to talk more about the past when such instances occur.. Not only me, all feel to live in the past when such beautiful scenes just wet our eyes.. Since we cant live in the past, we refresh ourselves by sharing those moments with our close ones....

Each place in my campus has some history associated with it and my college life.. Some places might have given me the most happiest moments in my life whereas some other places might have given me the most sad and embarassing moments in my life.. Even some sites might have been the location for both happy and sad moments... As I passed along those places, just i have mentioned in one of my earlier posts, nostalgia just filled my heart....

Life is all about memories, good or bad.. To forgive,forget the bad and to recollect the best ones... But the best moments will never come back.... If we try to reconstruct the past, it wont happen.. Past is always past... It might have been cruel to you.. It might have been kind to you... I have quite occasionally felt the necessity to be amnesic... When its hard to forget the most bitter moments, and sometimes even in instances when i need to forget the most beautiful moments too.... I have felt that its difficult to forget the beautiful moments than to forget the bitter moments... I have felt it easier to forgive than to forget the good times which sometimes should be forgotten for a better future..

This posting is leading nowhere.... But I have no choice other than to scribble these things.. Because writing has really given my head some perforations to send some thoughts out of it though it may look weird....

Today anyway was a nice day... Had a nice time with my class mates and a nice lunch infact a treat at Summer Sand.......

Back at home .. Goa :(:(:( and Hyderabad :):):)

It is finally time for me to return to my large but hardly ventilated room which almost suffocates me with my problems..... :):):) Today i reached back after spending a week with a busy and rejoicing mood, i make myself believe so...... It had been a nice outing to two of the most busy tourist spots Goa and Hyderabad....

Goa didnt alter our expectations... Even prayers and offerings couldnt change what Goa kept in store for us.. Yes, it was its harsh and rough sees that awaited, welcomed and infact was always with us till we told Good Bye to Goa on the very first day itself canceling the second day at Goa.... Goan beaches had everything a tourist never wish to see- The rough sea, bad muddy waters, sparsely occupied seashores with bathing prohibitted... What else a tourist doesnt want from the city of sea shores??? The only relief we were left with were the divine churches of Goa and the beautiful Dona Paula beach which is known as Lovers Paradise...

http://goa.mapsofindia.com/beaches/dona-paula-beach.html

The last thing which we kept all our hopes was the Goan Cruise.... But we missed that too since we had to shorten the Goan trip.. The fast thoughts and the adventurous trip planning and execution at Goa was the only fun left for us there...

Can anyone who has enjoyed Goan beauty imagine us sitting in the Miramar beach ideally thinking wat to do next and the coming day with our minds blank.. That emptiness paved the way to our fine Hyderabad trip which gave us an extra day there which was taken from Goa....

Hyderabad too gave us a unpleasant welcome.. Though we got a good stay at a cheap rate arranged by our friends there. we thought we r going to have a tough time der too since we had to wait for a long time the very first day itself for a bus to Golconda Fort.. Atlast we reached der in auto....I am not making a detailed description of everything.... hyderabad had a lot to offer us.. And we made maximum use of it with the available time... We found time to visit Golconda Fort and the divine, marvelous and magnificent Birla Temple on the very first day... We also spend few bugs to watch a movie in the Prasads IMAX which is South India's first IMAX theater. It has the largest screen in India and is biggest IMAX 3D screen in the world.. The movie was equally great - INCEPTION.....

The second day was a hectic and tiresome day... Started with another globally acclaimed place - RAMOJI FILM CITY WHICH is the world’s largest integrated film studio complex at over 2,000 acres of land.. We were all interested to make te bus trip to and fro Ramoji Film City most memorable not only for us but for all other fellow passengers with our MURI-HINDI...... The second spot of the day was another place famous for its uniqueness.... India's first and world's largest Snow Theme Park - SNOW WORLD..... That was really an unique experience with ourselves fully engaged in playing with snow, gliding,sliding, falling, throwing snow at each other.. and playing volley ball and football.. Many of us just skid and fell in the snow.. The temperature inside is touching -5 degrees so that we are unaware of any injuries then.....

The third spot of the day was yet another unique spot of Hyderabad.. An inevitable spot of Hyderabad-- HOTEL PARADISE - which had its unique biriyani..... We had our stomachs and even our throats filled with it.....

The third day was really fully meant for shopping. We visited Char Minar, Mecca Masjid which is the second largest mosque in India and the second only mosque in the world to be named Mecca... We had a good bit of shopping with the famous Hyderabadi pearls.. thanks to the security who showed and told us about the Hyderabadi specials and the shops... We then went to GVK mall which is one of the largest in Hyderabad...

WE had a last minute shopping for the famous Hyderabadi fruit biscuits from Karachi bakery which was also pointed by the security guard at Char Minar.... We boarded the train on 24th noon.. I had almost 24 hours on the upper berth in sleep... I donno why it happend so.. Anyway reached back safely friends today at 5pm at my home...

Many lessons were taught by the trip.. But let that all remain personal.. To add, like i expected, the places were good enough, but it lacked the spirit and excitement the Agra trip offered me....Good night friends....

Back to my problematic life ........

The bag is packed..........We are off.....

Yes, its now time to take a rest after packing my baggage for tomorrow though it was not that hardship job... Anyway everything is set.. We the 8 member team I,Dinu,Aswin,Jith,Faizal,Thasleem,Prabhav and Vishnu have fastened our seat belts to take off to Goa.................. But we will have to really fight out the harsh and rough climate there... Will it be the roughest of the seas which awaits us there??? Anyway, its all planned... and we have to deal with it...... yet another problem is that its too difficult to get drinking water there... So, wat we will do?? and hence The only question remains is how difficult it will be to pull Dinu off the PURE GOAN WATERS .. Wait and see.......

The other spot is Hyderabad.. kaanan pokunna pooram enthina ippozhe ezhuthunne... alle?

The bag seems lighter.... I can fill up the bag with Goan or hyderabadi specials na....... Hmm......

But i believe no trip ever can match with the thrill of my Bhopal-Agra trip.. Every unexpected thing in life has its unique beauty which never can be matched whether its happiness or sadness.... It will be really injustice if i dont mention few words about that trip.. I was not a blogger then.. Otherwise I would have got a 200 page diary entry on that trip itself... I still feel that much excitement and believe the other 10 friends of mine whom i made friends during dat trip will bear the same feeling as me..... Since it was such a wonderful trip to the greatest wonder of the world.. The planning was spontaneous.. Infact that was its beauty and excitement.. I am not mentioning more on it.... Stil i recollect them over here.....


Went for MALARVADI ARTS CLUB today.... nice venture from the young team.... Good work.... But the increased ticket rate was shocking..... Now the rate at pala has touched 50rs for balcony...:(:(:(

Awaiting tomorow--- We are off to invade the Goan beaches, have a cruise, and surely the Goan churches..... And then the Hyderabadi biriyani, pearls,, Film city,... etc etc.... dear friends... Pray for us... for our good health and safe journey..

God, protect us from all dangers.........

Good bye friends for a week.... See you all after a week believing God will bring me back to continue writing this blog not to give it an abrupt end:):):)

Get the mind busy !!!!!

Ya, getting the mind busy is the most easiest way to forget the bitter past... But a moment of idleness and u r lost into pain,worry and agony..... And also into the mesmerizing nostalgia.... But i have to keep myself busy..

Today i was almost busy til now since i was not at home.. Started early without even having a cup of coffee.. My trip was planned to Thodupuzha, but it ended in the bus stand and i came back to my school.. Spent time there..

And now I started involving myself in the great planning of the itinerary for our awaited GOA - HYDERABAD trip........ The heat is on.. My mind is trying to get tuned to its rhythm and symphony...... But how far it will go???.

MY blog is going worse i think.. Just some scrap.......... nothing worth .... But its my blog na.. I write since i wish to write.... Is dat so my dear valuable innumerable readers??

Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa..

Every incident in life is an experience.. It may not be an experience for the future so that we dont repeat the mistake again.. But it may surely serve as a warning never to underestimate a person/s or their feelings or actions just with an inherent "philosophy" of ours which is contributed by our parents,teachers,society, religion and all others who are around us.. We have to understand others before we make a decision or even a comment about the actions of others although they might be reprehensible before the whole world...

When we come across the same situation, we will understand the minds of others as if we are in their place....... Just we will see them as ourselves and feel it..... Then we will feel pity on ourselves to condemn others earlier even without thinking of their mindset.....

Every wrong before the world may have a right behind it.......

Went to college today........ Saw some of my classmates...... Nostalgia is just engulfing me like a huge Tsunami.. I am almost lost in it.....

Every accident is a news until it affects us personally

Yesterday, to be more precise, the day before yesterday gave our family a shocking news... It was the sad, to be correct, the tragic death of two ladies in the Kallada bus accident at Salem.. One being our close relative and the other being a lose family friend....

We come across accidents almost daily in the newspaper.. engineer died... Doctor and family died... pedestrian overrun by truck.... and all ranges of news.... It all remains just news unless we are personally affected.. We read the news, pass a comment of sadness to the nearby sitting fellow, or think ourselves and feel pity over the affected and there ends the chapter. But it really affects us when we find someone close to us missing in the rest of our life.. I was not at all close to the dead people, but my parents very much were. I too attended the burial of my second cousin. her name was Sherin, just 26 years of age... Woke into her well arranged married life before 8 months with immense hopes and aspirations but only to find them crashed by a unforgivable mistake of the driver.... She was one of the top rated students all throughout her academics and got jobs in more than a couple of banks.. All hailed her fate and luck and praised God's grace showered upon her.... yesterday, while she was bidding the final BYE to her husband and family and relatives and the people who had come, who can repeat the same words??? I have always felt the priests are doing a hard core job of doing a condolence speech in these occasions where the death is unexpected and tragic.... Who can console them?? Whatever words of the Bible is told to them, will that be strong enough to enter their ears??? But i should say, the environment there was calm and quiet than i expected.... None wept loud, None cried loud. all were giving a lovable wish to their dearest Sherin to be able to sit on the laps of Lord Jesus and pray for the people down on earth....

Like the priest told in his speech, like a man feels the existence of his hand even after its removed by surgery, the presence of Sherin will be felt for a long time in the life of her closed ones.. As far as i am concerned, thats the difference between an accident news and when it happens to our closed ones..

As a substitute

Today was a day of substitutions for me.. Ya.. i handled two classes at Chavara school which was really a home away from home for me for 12 years of my school life... I took two sessions in Std.VIII and Std.VII.. One was Physics and other was Social Science.. It was quite easy to handle the Physics class which was about force and pressure.. The class was quite smooth except one or two making little problems in between. The second session was a bit tough.. It was Social Science which even during my schooling was a hard nut to crack.. I was the only person with less than 90 marks in it among the 15 top ranks in 10th board...if i had good marks in it, i wud have topped the list in 10th.. I recollect the history classes by jacob sir... During the school days, The easiest way to have a sleep was to read the history text book. I still remember myself using dis technique many a times.i got the same subject history today to teach.. the medieval period..... While i dealt physics easily by asking questions, it was too difficult to do the same with history since i could hardly find the answers in the text.. i had to search the answers in the text to find something.. Anyway i had a nice time with them.. In VII, i had to seriously scold a boy who was a bit too much in the class. They were asking me if i am the new teacher.. I quietly walked past them without giving them any reply.. .. I am told to come tomoro also.. Which classes are awaiting me tomo?? wait and see

Its a dizzy exam time

yes, today the final university exams of my BTech in Electronics began with the computer networks or cartoon networks as it is better known . .. . . .
It was quite fine though i was quite afraid about it in the morning

Time at Parunthumpara,and the hard fought lunch

The idea of this trip rose in my mind when Sujitha invited all to her sister's marriage at Pambanar, a place located at high altitude in the ghat road to Kumali on NH 220,near to Peerumedu and more importantly, near to Parunthumpara which is a famous tourist spot... I was one of the last person invited for the marriage since she didnt get me on phone and i was confused whether to missed call back seeing her missed call since i knew she called to invite....

I think of writing the trip elaborately since i feel this is the last chance to elaborate on any trip of S8. and also because the sadness of not able to write on Cherthala trip still lingers in my mind...

I had to put a little extra effort to get permission to take the car with friends to the hilly areas. Alike last time, this time the trip was preplanned. so we had enough and more strength in my WagonR to have a non-lossy trip.... We had decided to start at 6:45 from Nedumkuzhy..

We includes I myself,Neeraj,Midhun,Nibin(Tech),Aswin and Shown.The team was made 6 foreseeing the extra space available in the dicky which was made into good use by Midhun last time around.. Since it was Sunday, I decided on Saturday to go for 5:15 am holymass the next day though i had a late sleep at 1:30 am after a very good conference call with Kutty and Neeraj..

Finally the Sunday came and it had a perfect start at 5:10am.. I entered my car and drove about 300m just to realizze myself that the front tyre was punctured... Such a fine start to such a foreseen trip.... I had no other way other than to change the tyre.. Having changed the tyre, I went for holymass.. I managed to arrange a stepny tyre for my car from a relative who had come for holymass..

So i started from Pala at 6:30am with Sherin and Jose who had to be dropped at college.. And the team was formed at Pampady with just Midhun left to join us.. he too joined us at 14th mile.. So the tightly packed wagonrR drove towards the destination.. Passing through Ponkunnam, Kanjirapally and Mundakayam,we started to move up the ghat roads.... It was soon after we started the uphill journey, Midhun showed the sensation to vomit which was almost unexpected.. So we had an unexpected halt... We didnt have our breakfast yet.. So we bought biscuits to calm our hunger.... There was yet another stop at Peerumedu for the same purpose.

We thought of visiting Thekkady, then thought of first going to go to Paruthumpara which is a famous tourist spot.. When i spelled Parunthumpara, Nibin just heard 'P' and started enquiring if we r heading to Poochaakkal.. He just knew one place starting with P and it was that.. Searching for last 3 yrs, but not yet discovered.. Anyway We reached there in a clear and pleasant environment.. It was then a police jeep came there.... It was followed by another and almost five other jeeps and police bus.. Midhun was too tired and was sitting in there calmly and we went for a walk.. The climate now had changed.. It was too foggy and the viewing distance had become too short and everything was covered in snow...When the fog cleared for a while, we saw Midhun surrounded by three policemen.. They might have thought he is another Kasab with "naaranga bomb"(he held a lemon to smell to avoid vomiting) in his hand.. Or might have thought he started vomiting after getting drink right in the early morning.. Anyway we went to him and enquired wat the policemen enquired and found nothing was wrong.. We 5 again went for a walk.. Then we found a rocky place just at a distance and required little more effort to reach. So we went there.. we took photos in almost every angle.. Like the tech said,, 30 degree inclined and 30+30 degree inclined etc...Except tech, the others had almost lost half or full breath by the time we reached back.. We almost suffocated and pained our throat and chest since we had a very hard running to conquer a tree which we later realized was just a guava..It was almost 10:45 by the time and we drove back to the actual destination, the auditorium at New Pambanar...



Our friends (23 others) had already reached there. We reached just in time to reach the "Thaalikettu".. It was over .. Then came the ever-memorable fight for a seat to have food... We were too hungry that we tried our best to steal a seat...Despite our effort to copy the strategy employed by the people there to get a seat, our attempt to get a seat in the first trip failed miserably..It seemed as if the people who managed a seat in the first trip had brought chairs from their homes... Anyway I managed or really fought and got a seat in the second trip.. There were still our friends who couldnt manage one .. I couldnt divert my attention to anything since i was too hungry.. We had a nice lunch and it was then the time for the next character "Pambanar Rajeev/Raju" to enter the scene.. Devi knows who he is.. I am not mentioning more on him.....

We then left to Alex's uncles house through a way which he told is the shortest possible, but infact made us feel,was the longest possible... We reached there, had coffee sessions, photo sessions etc.. i donno why Purushu's nature is identified correctly by all. The aunty there told Purushu to take the snacks and not to take away the plates in which snacks were served..



Then all moved to parunthumpara in an auto and our car..The no inside the car now increased to 8 which included Achu and Jismy.. We 8 had a short but mind pleasing visit to the most famous pilgrim centre, the church of Pattumala Velankanni Matha. Then we too went to Parunthumpara.. All had an hour of enjoyment, photo shoots and pleasant walks in the cool climate there.. We started back at 3:30pm.. The auto ride back from Paruthumpara will be there in the minds of atleast one person....


The WagonR was most tightly or infact saturated to its maximum COMFORTABLE capacity (8) with the dicky space also efficiently utilised by Midhun.. Sherin had Achu in her lap and Aswin had Shown in his lap.. We had another unexpected stop on our way.. This time too, the reason was Midhun who again went for a vomiting.. This time he made the situation worse since he couldnt put his head out since he was placed inside the dicky. So despite having two BIG girls in our team, I had to clean up the car dicky and the headrests..... after this halt, the positions were changed.. Aswin got the safest and most relaxed seating in the car after the driver's seat, thats the dicky.... We then halted at Mundakayam and had a dosai and coffee..

The group was divided at Ponkunnam when neeraj,nibin,shown and aswin went to hostel and we others came to pala. midhun was too tired that he was here in my home at night..

Thus came an end to an memorable trip with lots to remember and cherish...... The day is gone and now i sit back and write this today recollecting all the beauty of the tripwithout studying not even half a module for thursdays exam.. Now like all others, I too have to get back to my studies.......

The Day on Conference

My previous post raised numerous questions and speculations in the minds of my innumerable(just expecting) readers... Every reader made a picture of the person i pointed out in the post.. Each one put his/her own face and compared to see if it fits.. Some assumed certain answers.. Yet quite a few knew whom i intended to mention.....
Finally that person was also told of it by us during the conference calls at mid night which was infact made to wish happy birthday to one of our friends.. After she reading it, we had a discussion on it... The different points raised by her were that she is not confident enough to explain things to me...Girls study a lot, but not perfectly.. Boys study little, but perfectly and thoroughly.. But i donno how gals score marks if at all they study vaguely touching every portion..I am sure kutty who was at one end of the telephone surely agreed with me.. And she too agreed on one thing. The studious gals never agree about the amount they studied.... They always tell they studied little... Anyway the cloud cover was almost washed away. or i had to tell that i had no problem since the gal was having feelings abt wat i mentioned... But she kept enquiring if it was meant of her alone, or my finger pointed to many.. She went to sleep at about 2am believing there are quite a few against whom i pointed my finger.... Anyway my talk with kutty continued till 2:30am...

Yesterday was a day which was spent wholly on conference calls..... started just after i had an early woke up at 9 am.. and it ended by about 2:30am......

Still a question remains-- Why the studious girls dont tell the truth about their studies????


My dear readers, dont think i am never opposed to girls and their study habits... And i stop this controversial subject here not to worsen the relation with my friends

The Continuing Study Leave

Today i got the first comment about my blog... So thought of scribbling and updating it as often as possible.. As the comment says, I donno how far i can continue blogging with the same spirit and enthusiasm and moreover keeping the standard like my dear friend mentioned...

These are just diary entries for the day.. I am enjoying my study leave at home after spending a week of study leave at college studying much and thus got tired.... I was able to understand or atleast had to rethink of my studies at college last week.. I doubt if the studious gals are little selfish.. not all but many . . . I went to college everyday with the atmost desire to read text, teach to others and thus remember things.. But there was hardly a few to do the same back to me... Last day, when i accidentally found someone just pouring out knowledge about a subject at the most inappropriate time, such a thot came to my mind -" are the studious gals selfish?" . . None called me any day telling they will teach me since they studied this, that etc... On the other hand,, they called just asking wat i studied so that they can hear from me...... Will knowledge decrease when shared with others?? I never knew dat..... I wrote this not with the intension of hurting the feelings of anyone.. I also have a strange experience of some phone calls which happen only in the exam season asking some doubts or something related to studies........

Today i along with Dinu went for a movie "Kadha Thudarunnu" by Satyan Anthikkadu.. A very ordinary movie with no element of suspense,stunts,actions,horror or anything..Just a movie which consumes about 2 1/4 hours.. A good movie with no bad points to tell, at the same time, nothing great to be pointed out as far as i felt. Just a story.. But i didnt feel bored alike the other movie "" paappi appacha" which really was too boring ..

My first scribble

Finally i too own a blog........ Its after a long week of thoughts and discussions with my close friend that i was able to finalise my blog.. One might think y i shud ask friend abt my blog. I am always like dat. I like to get the opinion and suggestions of my close ones in most of the matters except __________. Truly speaking the name was finalised after a long discussion with many..

My friend advised me never to talk more about the blog of others more than yours. Its like telling others about somebody else's wife more than yours.. Still, I could not avoid telling the cause of my desire to start blogging... really, as the readers(if any) might know, i am a long tongued person.. so why i cant write things?? and when i read the blogs of my close friends, i too felt to scrap something.. just because it was really funny and good reading those blogs.. but i dont kno if i will be able to match dem and make others feel the same with my blog... anyway atleast i can use this opportunity to write something in english.. isnt?? but i request u to read my wonderful and tell good abt it atleast to encourage me to write..

I donno if someone else will ever read these things unless i myself ask someone to read it.. My blog is still in its infancy.. So it will take time for me to settle in and study the art of blogging.. I donno wat all to blog since i have a wide range of topics.. I wish to blog on everything that catches my eye and mind.. But wat if none reads wat i write?? Most great works go unnoticed.. That is my consolation