Retrospection Time (again!!)

I'd all sorts of confusion in naming this post and now that I've finally settled on Retrospection Time (again!!), I think, this at least gives me a sense of direction for now I could effortlessly( hopefully) write it in the mould of its predecessor.
           But before getting into the retrospection part, I want you to look at the other options I had in titling it. By this, my intention is not merely to draw your attention to the pains taken by a hardworking blogger(from now on , you gotta show some respect!!), but also to remind you of something you should've learnt in the graphics class -the lesson on perspectives.

          BLISS was (and some of you might even think 'is') the best choice at first for no other five lettered word can possibly describe my life at present. The hardest thing I'd to do in the whole of last week was getting up in the middle of night and search for a sweater as I was freezing (and yeah, I had mild fever which dragged on for a week)
          Though I'm largely considered a not-so-useful guy ('useless' might hurt my pride at a later time), I can't think of any other period in the terrains of my accessible memory where my life was spent in a more unrewarding manner.
          I know why you're itching, I was just getting into it. The obvious question- what about TIME? what about CAT coaching? That means it's time to move into the second heading that died in its birth.


         FILLING IN THE BLANKS: IIMB is , i must accept, a very tempting option (even if IIMA is better) for more than one obvious reason. But I'm sure they won't take in people who bunks coaching classes for movies (saw Expendables- Statham rocks! the story sucks). Not just that, even I'm not sure if I really want it...
        Jokes aside, this CAT coaching is merely doing the purpose of filling in the blank, the blank until the eventual TCS joining date. Something else like orkut or facebook.

Some other titles are:
1) CAT CHAT- simple and efficeint.
2) If i wasn't in love, I wouldn't have known how to spend time- a bit long,but sometimes such things click .
3) thank God I didn't go for GRE !! -  a humorous take on some of my friends who went for GRE and suffer from the same ailment- diarrhea of words. Then I decided against it... ;)


Aaah now we've had plenty of titles and a very long post and to lengthen it with my silly plans would be cruel on the faithful reader. And who on earth is going to worry about doing justice to the title!

THIS BLOG CONTAINS SERIOUS ADULT CONTENT

.....and therefore all the under 18s, especially mademoiselles Anuvinda P. and Navaneetha P. are hereby forbidden from accessing the contents of this blog without prior permission from the author (which, i have no intention of granting for eternity) as their incursions into this place is denying the author of personal freedom which he badly needs.
@ ammu: nobody cares if it's diameter or radius.

PS: all those who were with me from the very beginning are exempted from this rule. :)

chicken soup for the 'not-yet-placed' **

** this is slightly cruel,bordering on sadism and amounting to a criminal offence punishable under IPC section 467-B...... Forgive me.

10 points on why being unemployed isn't so bad as it is hyped to be.

1) Your career is definitely on the rise , as you can't go downwards anymore..... you just hit the rock bottom.

2) You don't have to keep looking for the arrival of the offer letter. At least your internet bills are lower.

3) You don't have to fear enemies lurking behind every shadow. Your best friend(at least who used to be) doesn't offer prayers for you getting the worst exam results you ever could.

4) Attending family functions has become totally inconceivable. So much the better for your health( don't you know, parties cause half of the health issues).

5) You have become insignificant. People will start acting as if you don't exist..... 
you think that's a small matter? well, ask Rooney....he'd have given anything to swap places with you (after the quarter finals)

6) CAT, MAT, GATE, XAT,HAT,BAT........ you have realised the number of competitive exams conducted in the country over a year. That means you have added on to your general awareness.

7)Oh dear, i just can't stretch it to 10....... So it seems your condition is 4 points short of being happily unemployed...




PS:I am not a man for advices but i have found this helpful when life wasn't going my way....

"keep a sense of humour about yourself, and then you might feel your troubles melting away, Nobody escapes life alive anyway...."

Curtains on!

Grappled with midnight's children for the third night in a row,and yet can not get past the first chapter.

It's England's match in 5 minutes. Should i just go down? hmm,let me first complete this post. Ever since we had had the farewell, i've been trying hard to write about it.

It isn't easy to say how you miss all those little things- like a 'goodnight' i had received every single night for the past four years.(every single night is an exaggeration, but still almost...).

Paul came home ,so the boredom sensor was unusually inactive today.Had to try many innovative methods to finally pack him off (even tried serving self prepared dishes!!)

and curtains came finally to my home (loved them, never knew Dad had this much aesthetic sense   :P). And yeah,it's curtains on my college life too...

It's raining.

The runaway kid completes the college.

Hmm....dunno if time is right to finally speak on something I have never spoken about. But I owe my readers a good story even if it could seriously hamper my reputation (of someone with a balanced head)...

    First of all, if you haven't deducted as much from my previous posts,I am a very complex person. So don't expect me to explain and elucidate on matters that you don't understand.

Even I don't understand them.

FLASHBACK

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24 September,2007

T20 world cup final

    With Pakistan needing six runs from last four balls, Misbah tries a scoop over short fine leg, which our own(very much loathed) Sreesanth accepts with glee...

The team celebrates.
and We celebrate- all the hostelers gather at the college gate to celebrate the victory. Empty bottles served as temporary drums and our slogans, though hoarse with repetition, ran deep into the party night.

And the next day was to be the day for discussions, for analysis of the match, of predicting what this brave captain and his young team could one day achieve...

But i had other plans...

I decided to run away from hostel.


Everything was planned to perfection. I told the others that I won't be coming for the first hour. Even in the early days of third sem, it wasn't uncommon for me to bunk one class...so they didn't suspect.

And then i called my brother(who was then working at Infosys, Techno Park, Trivandrum) and said this"I'm fed up with engineering, I have had enough".
I hung up the phone before he could reply.

I packed my bag with clothes and took a bus to the railway station.

This much had gone as per plan- now what?

The first train was Kerala Express to trivandrum- why wait?
I got aboard the train and managed a seat in the upper berth.

Oh yeah! i was getting calls from my brother and my poor friends to whom i had so cruelly lied. Phone was in the silent mode. Strangely though, I didn't switch off it.

I got down at Thambanur station. By this time the number of missed calls had almost reached three digits.

Still, I didn't know what to do.
I walked the length of a street. Thought about beaches, but finally settled for a small park in the middle of the town. And after 1-2 hours of inactivity, I decided enough was enough.

I sent a message to my brother which if I remember right went something like this "I'm at a park from where you could see the temple"

He arrived within 30 minutes and took me to his place.Luckily,those people didn't ask me too many questions.

And at night,with his friend's ID, I managed to enter Technopark with him. At exactly 12'0 clock,i was standing on top of the tallest building there.
I could see the sea from there...

Next day, I went back home. By this time,I'd announced my intention of discontinuing engineering and Dad showed no real opposition to this...


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2 years have passed

India has twice managed to exit the world cup without a win in the Super Eights.

And the runaway kid has almost completed the college.

two awkward moments and two beautiful nights

This is an entirely personal diary entry

Get a hint and close the tab...

NOW!! GET OUT------>

Awkward moments
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1) Ever chatted(ie.,online) with your lover's(i pondered long and
    chose to call you this) mom ??
  
   i had the luck  : (
  
   twas accidental, funny..but awkward.

2) This was embarrassing.
  
   I asked for something and was denied(don't think dirty- i am not
   all that bad a boy!)
   this will remind me of the incident(and her too...and alas her
   friend too!,who luckily for me, isn't placed in TCS)

Beautiful Nights
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1) I cried for the second time after coming to college.(last time it
    was anguish,frustration)
   but this time it was beautiful...

   finally found peace and it felt like raindrops ...

2) we played a game i learned in a train journey.
    I was silly and she endured..
  
shame on you for reading my diary and don't come asking what it was all about...