Life Lessons on the go !!

It was little late for me to realise few behaviour patterns which were traditionally idealised by the people in the society are no longer being given their "Traditional Importance" in the modern today.
I tend to double qualify "present tense" with modern today in my previous sentence in my attempt to over qualify society very modern.

First in my list is being nice to everyone. A look in to the society few years back, the quality of 'being nice to people' and 'showing due interest in what the elders/children/equals say' is a #1 sign of an individual well respected in the society. As time flew.. these traits have been losing their stature in the society and are substituted with what I call 'Being a Jerk' and 'Being totally uninterested in other's work expect his own' behaviour. I do not really know why these have been a hit in the modern society but yes.. they are quite famous. So, Be a jerk .. at lease some times.. Don't ever be so modest and thats the worst way to be ... If you have something to say , then SAY it.. whatever it might be.. Don't ever be lessen your self in front of anyone..I have been realising this off late.. may be I have had this experiences before... but i was not able to recognise these.. But in the corporate world that I am in, is feeding this right in to my brain;s medulla oblon..blah blah... Finally Be a JERK.. and in that.. a WISE JERK..

Second one is that.. you do not need to be mother hears_all and hear to whatever crap people say you.. It is quite natural that every person tries to become a Richard Fenyman and starts lecturing you the crappiest advices that they could give. They do not realise that people they are lecturing have had fucking twenty odd years up their ass and fairly seen this world by their own. I do not point out people who give advices .. But I direct my speech (yes, this too is a speech, and I dont realise that you guys have had xyz amount of years up your ass) to those who only give advices.. only advices alone for every thing they do. Come on guys, take a reality check.. Your speeches wants to be heard by NO FUCKING ONES that you are talking to.

Thridly, Many people I come across feels what he does is sent to him by the almighty as a sub process of saving this earth which in turn is a sub process of maintaning almighty his 'post' at the council of angels .. (whatever, I am sleepy)... While other's work as a piece of crap... I dont deny the fact that you are on a great mission of almighty dude.. but do not fucking look upon other works as worthless ones... Come on, grow up.. Before or Later .. you need to do that work too... and I could say only one thing to the guys of this kind.. "COME ON, FUCKING GROW UP ALREADY"...

I do not explicitly know why I am writing this post. .. But , yeah.. writing this and telling this out had given me a good feeling ..... and now Its already late .. and I need to get some sleep....

P.S. All the vocabulary used in this blog should not be treated as abuse...... nahhh.. its what you think... enjoy !!

My First Proposal !!!

"Do you think we should say this now??", Vikki asked me in a worried but energetic tone,"She is busy preparing for her exam and most of all she is not wearing my favourite colour , I think we should skip this to after exams".... I stood there thinking how to face the public examination on the next day .. It was Physics and supposed to be high scoring if prepared and a man-hole if not... I was thinking at least the person beside me would come prepared so that I could do something about it..."Are you listening to me ?? Should we say this now " Vikki brought me down to the reality... I said " What do you see in her dude.. Is she worth getting an 'F' grade in public exams".. He said " I like her so much .. See how she walks with her waving in the wind and did you notice ... She had put on new ear-rings today and they look so beautiful on her ".. I saw her at about a distance of 100 meters or so.. I did not find anything but a girl preparing for her exam...Seriously.. He added to my confusion " I feel She is looking towards me without we noticing her .." How can she? Vikki did not even flip his eye in effect not to miss her... I said "Oh!! Is it?" to encourage him..

He said " If I say and if she does not accept.. what should I do? I cannot do that again obviously...."..... Then he said something which is the root cause for me to write this blog entry.." Murali, Could you ask propose my love ??" .. ''What'' was my first reaction.. I said "No way , I am a born enemy to her and even if she has some feelings for you.. She will simply reject your proposal if I propose your love..." After a few promises of gift givings and sorries I had to agree to that "Mission Impossible"... but HOW?... was the next question..

Obviously, calling her from 100 meters is not an option since we need only her to know about this.. not her parents , the neighbours and almost half of a small street in between.... And to our bad luck, Cell Phones have not been a common gadget that even kids wonder about as now.. Then vikki had an idea.. " How about we shift our reading place much nearer to her house.. I know the granny in the house next to her and we can ask her if we can use it for today to read ".. Vikki said, feeling himself as he kicked the b*** of physics problem in tomorrow's exam... I had to oblige owing to the gifts and to satisfy my need of making the people happy. We moved in to the house next to her house, she still was reading , with out any knowledge of whats going to come..whats being planned around her... She was doing a oscillatory motion from one end of their balcony to other .. One end of her balcony was very near to our new reading adda ..

Everytime she comes to that near side, vikki would push me towards the brim of our balcony and hides himself behind the door... This happened some 9-10 times... when I finally needed to get this over with and read for my exam... "Sangeeta", I called out her name .... She looked all around and finally looked at me.... I did not know what to say.. I thought to say "Never Mind !! Whats portion for tomorrow, thanks" and get back.... But again.. immense need for making people happy.... " I have something to tel you" I said with a lower tone... " What is it? , I need to study" she said... As if We are the only one that dont need to study.... I said ," Look, You know Vikki??"
"Ya, My neighbour .. Whats up with him?" She enquired
"Nothing, Its just that HE loves you and want to know how you feel"

She could have
a) Call everybody at home and tell about us being such a jerks,
b) called each of her friends and let them know that she is popular too among boys
c)Thrown the 5kg book she was reading at me puncturing my nose
d) Unlikely thing of accepting his love and thus relieving me of my burden...

She chose none of the options , She laughed mysteriously, I thought she is in favour of option(d)... but She said " Him.. (chuckles), Whenever I see him, I will be reminded of my bro.. How could I??" That was enough... I thought I would now never want to see his face after hearing those and how hurt he was... She was continuing her speech.. but "vikki" was only in mind, I was thinking of what's gonna happen with him now... Finally I said " OKay.. Please go back to your reading, c ya " .. and turned back with out noticing her reply..

Vikki was not behind the door anymore.. I was frightened... Whats he gonna do to himself ??? I ran all over the town forgetting about my examination... after a gruelling half an hour...Saw him peacefully sitting at an ice cream parlour... eating my favourite strawberry flavour... I went in and took his remaining ice cream forcefully and said " You should have at least said me".. He was quiet.. I took a spoon of ice cream and asked "How about now?" .. He said " I dont know, She will always be in my heart "...

We both could pass the physics exam and She DID NOT stay in his heart after a month or so.. He had another girl in his life soon after that and what happened with her is another issue.. But for now.. This was my first proposal to a girl about love.. but it was not mine... MY LOVE PROPOSAL.... hmm.. will save that for later....

Vikki, may be that incident and that girl was the foundation for our friendship.. if it was not for her and your love about her..we could not have gone through all this in our life , best friends as of now.. so three cheers to her...


Murali.....

The Day when I got a crack in my skull !!!

That day was quite memorable to me, My life now would have been a lot different if I was not in Hyderabad that day or I did not decide to drive 200 kms on a bike to reach a friend's wedding or had quit dieting and had some food in the morning or .... there are many if and buts.. but ultimately it happened and I want you to present this in a way inspired from many sources , Vantage point for instance.

It was 6:00 AM on that day ...... Siri's version...

"Should I get up? Should I go if it mean that I should get up this early? .. I will say Murali and Chaitu that I am sick and may be stay back.. but Imrose? .. hmm.. let me sleep for some more time...

"Oh man ! Murali is such a pain in the *** when it comes to following timings.. "Yeah, getting up"... I saw he already got dresses up , now is the real torture.. Its okay that I dont bath now , I will do that after I reach Karimnagar.. He planned this trip in one bike and three persons should survive this trip for 200 kms with out any police mamas catch us..

Oh!! We can get another bike, cool.... I need to fag man !! My day does not start without it. . .

Finally, We are starting at 11 AM, donno when we reach the place, I will take a single bike and allow Chaitu and Murali to come in the other one.

Murali is trying to lead me in this virtual, unsaid bike race, Let me speed up.. "reii.. come fast" .....I need a fag again.. may be not now.. should lead Murali..

Oh, what happened, they fell down, its bound to happen, else why Murali is speeding up as much as me.. See Chaitu, he is getting up to cover that nothing has happened.. but I can see blood on his hands.. Should see what Murali got himself in to..

"Murali, Murali... Get up.... Chaitu, What's happening to his face, its swelling up and what is that white stuff coming out of his mouth as if he is poisoned.... Now he is shivering too " .. I wish I would not have gone that fast...

We are already in tension, who is this guy , stammering in the crowd about the person on the other bike , that's me .. and F*** Y**.. If Murali would have been at least conscious, I would have kicked his b*** ..... Ya, 108 is the best option... let me call.. By that time, it may get late, Muralis face is now unrecognisable, what about his girl friends ... f*** me, he is in danger and I am thinking about his girls...

"Get him to the nearest hospital and get a first aid, Hyderabad is 60 Kms away ".... some one utterred

Thats a good idea, I will call the auto... and what about the bikes.. look all the people waiting as foxes wait for their prey.. I will let chaitu take him and do something with the bikes...
"Chaitu mama, go with him in auto"...........


It was 6:00 AM on that day ...... Chaitu's version...

"What about the match score... Siri is always on the computer and I could not check the scores.. I hope Liverpool wins... I may loose my face in front of all my friends....

What now ??? Siri wants a fag.. this guy, why do everyone smoke.. can i make some inference.. this may help my CAT this year... I think Murali's idea of going three in one bike is awsome.. whats a life with out a adventure..

Oh.. Murali is changing the plan.. He is getting to get a bike, okay , let both of them go and get the bike, I will play chess .. it helps me in CAT....

We started at 11 PM, Oh, Man... I am so excited .. now its like a puzzle on how fast we need to go.. I am loving this.. I will get in to Murali's bike... He is a safe driver... (oops...) Murali is trying to speed up on par with Siri.. our speed is crossing 100 and Siri's is in between 100 and 110 .. can I make some puzzle out of this.. I guess so..

BANG !!!

Ohh... What just happened... I am sure now that we fell down from the bike, siri is gonna make ultimate fun out of this.. better I get up and cover it away... "oh, god.. I am bleeding.. but lets not show it to Siri..." Why Murali is not getting up?? His face.. his body is all shaking.. Its not happening.. What should we do?? Is this the end.. what he dies here.. .. NOO....

Let me carry him to the hospital, i think its not possible... let me ask some one advice.. I dont think I should... I dont know whats going on my mind.. Is this really happening... Crap !!!

Yeah, I will go with him in the auto... I hope he will be okay....



It was 6:00 AM on that day ...... Murali's version..

" I should not have done that ... yesterday... " Oh, man.. but If I go to Singapore, will the relation hold .. will this ever be success....Okay, first things first.. let me have some breakfast... I am fuc*** hungry.... oh..whats this...?? T-shirt is little tight for me.. It was okay yesterday.. Okay, so I should not eat.. let me adjust with a coffee... Siri wont come anyway.. lazy head.. Will ask chaitu to come with me..

First things first, Is my decision to go 3 in one bike safe.. what if some police catch us.. Forget about money,It will be late for Imrose bhai's marriage... Let me ask amar if he can arrange one.. I know he always has a plan.. ..... Oh..It worked !!! I am getting the bike.. now its safe.. we can go on 2 bikes quite comfortably....

Oh,this bike took lotta time ... it s always 11.. we cannot go as promised to Imrose bhai... Hmm.. may be he is too busy that he wont remember us in all his marriage celebrations...Anyway.. lets start...

Siri is going very fast.. I should keep up with him.. but this bike is not keeping up .. why is he stopping.. oh.. fag !!!! He is so thin that we can take a photo of him and say its a X-ray.. why does he still smokes.... Why chaitu is so calm... Is something in his mind.... Did I do something on which he may be thinking....

So, its now 60 kms done and 140 more...we took almost 1 hour for this 60... Whats happening.... why is the handle shaking.. am I losing control on the bike... I should not have crossed 100...Am I going to die... What happens with her??...................... BLANK .......... BLANK..........

After 1 and half hour from the blank...

What happened..?Wheres chaitu?? Is he okay??? Why is everyone around me? Did I crash in to something? whats with the bike....

"Take him this way to neuro centre...."
What's wrong with me... why to Neuro centre.. Will my brain be affected.. why are they taking off my clothes... Will they operate on me...whats so painful all over my face.... Whats this film of blackness spreading in my eyes.. am I being given anaesth ...e ...si..a.........



It took 7 days to get out of hospital and much more to overcome that incident for me.. It had left me late for my joining date in Singapore.. Which made all the difference .. If that would not have happened.. I would not be in my present job, I would not been in India.. I would not have those people with me who cares me most.. I would not have realised what friends are and how much your parents care for you after that incident...


Thanks to SIRI and CHAITU for being a such a support.. Love you guys...


Yours truly

Murali..................

Future of Money Transactions....

From the time we started barter system, Till today Money( Mode of Exchange) almost ruled people. Money is one product that we have created for our convenience and that has outgrown from the stage of convenience to a must need. Its more like a Beautiful Girl friend..We are happy that it is with us, but we are always tensed not to lose her and even some.. to get a more beautiful girl friend...

ATMs , the major slide in banking and how people deal with money.. Before their existence, we had to face the problems of long queues , angry bankers, forms .etc. .. One thing that ATM has helped us is with amount of "time".. I write this blog to speak out my idea of how the money transactions may turn in the near future.. Now even with the ATMs we face the queues, there are robberies .. I looked in yesterday's paper where they carried away the total ATM of around 30 Kgs... All this will lead to newer ways to implement money transactions.. I present my musings in the subsequent blog....

1) ATM@H:: Lets say that the time in which this gets implemented, There is no notion of Currency with customized National emblem on one side, mahatma to the other side to a note... There will be the concept of "e-money", Where the technology will be developed so much that there is no way the e-money can be generated by any other means except from the RBI's web site. The "e-money" can be accessed from the individual's bank site which in turn hits the RBI's web site.
There will still be the concept of accounts, where in people can access and deposit their money. An individual will have a web interface in which he can generate his money (any denomination with a universal limit of min and maxx of course). While going out for the work, he gets in to the site and print his amount and carry it.. It will just be like our "e-ticket". This should explain the concept of Automatic Teller Machine @ HOME (ATM@H). Below is a pictorial representation of the concept we just took a look......

2. ATMA:: (Automatic Teller Machine Anywhere)...
Gadgets are the fast growing products in the world.. The time we were talking comes when a person does his work mostly through his gadgets... Now wat's ATMA.. This will be a chip/add on for the mobile with this, you can print out the e-Money anywhere and at anytime.. The chip/add on will be provided by individual bankers and the money you generate will follow the same rules as your e-money. This is "t-money"(Telephonic money).. The cell phone will generate a slip which will be counted as your money.

These 2 things may be a long stretch, but there are no surprises even if something of this happens in the near future.. I understand the amount of technology and cryption that should be integrated with this idea to make it work.. But, Just a Musing............

My Friends -- @School

Hi Guys,

I get the feeling that as the age of a person increases the number of friends he could potentially make keeps decreasing too. Its true with me.. and there could be many friends, but finally there would be only a few (closer to our heart) who remain always in your life in your hard and fun times... I want to acknowledge few of such of my friends in this blog. I will start with my Childhood friends , The order is by the time when I know them.....

Sreenath

This guy would be the most handsome guy in our batch. This guy is the first one to get settled(With a job and a girl friend both) in our batch.... I know him from my 3 rd class. I used to beat this guy even till we were in tenth class. He used to make some comments on me and I used to beat him well. Sorry ra... I know it was for fun.. I could not resist saying You deserved them... He never say YES to anything we propose first time.. after a few pleadings and few threatening that he finally agrees to some. Very popular with girls wherever he goes.. In school, college now at work and even out side work..... He sometimes annoys junta with out replying to them but as I said he wants junta to feel that he is quite busy.. Three cheers to this guy for his hardwork and proper planning....

Satish Kumar

Satish.. The best sportsman of our group that I can claim of.. I know him along with Sreenath when we were in Class 3. I still remember him coming to the school with big bag and hair combed pretty well with a tonne of coconut Oil. He comes to the class with some questions on the subject even from the entrance to the class. He perfectly balances his academic, sports and cultural portfolio that I feel I need to learn from him. One side of him I feel which he never brings out is "How Satish deal with the females".. Dude any insights man?? One more thing, whenever I see chiranjeevi's "Chantabbayi" movie.. I remember this guy for his humor which resembles the comedy of chiru in that movie.. I always claim that .. but he always declines.. Dont you think guys....

Three cheers to this guy for his Hardworking nature and athletism...


Amarnath (Simply Amar)

I should say this guy is the one in our batch who faced many tough challenges in life than any of us. He still keeps his smile going. Your "Go To" guy for anything you want. Especially, me.. He supports me in any kind of situation and say Yes to anything people ask. I should say the most courageous guy in our batch. I know him only a little in my first days in school. I dont know how our friendship grew so much that he is on my top list of friends. I sometimes feel that he does somethings with out any thought.. But hey, Its my opinion. Amar, take the life as it comes... with a pinch of thought on the future.

Three cheers to his Courage and Friendship he shows...

Bhavani Shankar

This guy left our hometown when we were in Engineering college. Eventhough, after that he met us only few times. This guy is remembered by everyone of our batch as good sportsmen and who lends a helping hand to whom ever asks him. After seeing him recently, I think I would be correct to say that he is the Best body builder in our group :)

He and me came in to the school at the same time and he became close to me within a matter of days. Our bond acquired its strength while playing cricket matches. This guy bats pretty good. reminds of Raina in the Indian team. And also.. I am in debt with him of 60 Rupees.. Dude will give them back as soon as I can.(:P)

Vishnu ( a.k.a Dumbu)

The person who takes anything lightly.. I have never seen him in a serious mood till now. Very fun loving guy. Now turned a business man... Every bodys hope is that he will be the wealthiest guy in our batch.. He sees his happiness in the work he do and tries very hard to decrease his weight. (:)) .. You are not any over weight dude... He bowls very well and even bats good with a condition that RUN OUT is now allowed. He is BEST PRACTICAL GUY in our batch.....

Dude.. You rockk man...Revanth

This guy is an angry young man while playing Cricket.. I never want to be an Umpire/opposing captain while he is in the other team.. Oh my... He takes even a normal match to his nerve and for maximum, his arguments involves that he is wrong but he still manages to win them. Other than cricket he is a cool guy to hang out with. He is the best Captain of our batch I should say.. He joined me in the school at the same time and we started our friendship with me going to his home after tiresome matches. From there on, we never looked back.. I think he is one of the valuable guys in our batch that we never want to leave...

Cheers man.. for Your Arguments !!
Varun

I met this guy very recently after a gap of i think 9 years... He feels the very same with I met him in the school.. Even Physically and mentally.... He talks with the same feel that we shared in our past. To be frank, We were never that close before in our school but even then he greeted me with warmth that any of my close friends do and Now he has become one in our batch.. he always is... The Only guy in our batch in US till now. Has a lot of following with the females .. Dude.. Keep going .. All the best....

Sathwik a.k.a Bakkodu a.k.a Kodi

I left this guy to the end of my blog that I can write an infinte amount of info about him.. Propably he is the person who think he is the most matured guy in our team.. He also adds up in the list of Settled quota with Sreenath (in terms of Job and Girl friend(s)). I dont know If I helped anything in his love and but I hope I did not hurt his love. I am very sorry dude, If I have done something knowingly/un knowingly to hurt your relation. We used to read together for our 10 th examinations..But not because we wanted to study . But for some other reasons which I could not disclose in here.. We remember the night before "Science exam public 10th" till today...

Cheers for your Elderly thinking dude.. You have grown up really...,


AND FINALLY YOURS TRULY..... Muralidhar.... K......


Guys, I think my life would not be given a Complete certificate with out you all in my life. I really mean this... Thanks to everyone..

I will post my set of friends who are dear to me (Inter && LT) in my next post..

Cheers......

Freedom?? Believe it or not .. its very hard to define...

Hi .. I will continue with my visit to Gurukul in my subsequent blogs.. but let me tell you today something about Freedom... Okay, Who am I to tell abt it? Am I a national leader or even a street leader?? Oh..God .. No !!! .. I am not..and I am happy for that...

In each and every organisation as soon as Independence day comes.. there will be notices hanging around in the hall ways.. "What's Freedom to you ? Tell us using an essay/photos .... blah.. Essay shud only be written in A4 sheets.. Photos shud be clean and neat and blah..

Okay.. Freedom to me is to write my essay in any screwed up paper I want.. I will write it in my passport or in the toilet paper If I like to.. That's freedom to me.. And the photo. I will put up a torn , scrappy one.. Its my wish and Its my freedom.. anyways.. Let me explain what I feel freedom means... It really differs from person to person and age to age...

Lets say .. An infant .. He wants to catch what ever he sees and taste it while mothers(they often take care of their babies these days)/care takers stop them from doing.. for them.. thats abstruction of their freedom..

A 5 year kid..just started his schooling..Do not want to go to school and sit , listening to god-for saken lessons that their boring ever teachers teach..He wants to run around the street.. fall down.hide it from his parents.. this is his thought of freedom..

I was in my 5th class when I was sent to hostel ... I never felt I would miss my home and parents that much until My dad waved his hand from far... leaving me in the hostel...I started running towards my dad .. crying.. shouting..Dad.. I dont wanna be here..let me come with u.. please.. I felt a strong hand pulling me in to the hostel and asking my dad to leave and he will take care of me.. I felt I was not given what I want.. I really wanted to be with my parents..but.. Freedom to me those days is to get out of that hostel and go back to my mom..

Look at a 10th class kid.. The youngest weight lifters of our country come from the 10th class students of a highly reputed high school.. They get up 5 in the morning( I wish I wasn't there) and go to tutions..come bac ..go to school and what not to get the marks on the paper.. Those kids need some entertainment,, they are not allowed to go to a movie or a get together of the family.. That's freedom to them.. They are denied of it.

I was in my early teens.. Those were the days I was in my most crucial period of my life " 2 years to JEE".. Oh..God .. We had a Co-Education college.. but boys are not supposed interact with girls or vice-versa.. Only interaction was like this... Boys-> Boys Warden ----------> Girls Warden -> Girls...

As I mentioned It was an age when every person is attracted to his/her opposite sex and there we are.. with a wall between us and we cannot even talk.. Further..being a residential campus.we used to think..once if these rules are removed..How nice that would be...That's freedom for us those days...

Now I am a graduate in making ... Now I can talk to anyone I want.. I can bunk classes.. I can go to movies.. I can do anything I want.. except I shud be careful about the boy friends/brothers/parents of the Girls I talk.. Careful about the eye sight due to excess movie watching ... careful about 75% attendance... For me freedom is .................... I dont know.. I wish I knew it when I was a kid.. When I was sent to hostel.. When I was in residential campus.. NOW.. But we always realise it when we leave that phase of the life ..that we needed something then..we were not self-contended then,,,but donno why.. Its how the life works.. if you have somethings.. there will always be some others u wish u had..and others u dont know but U wish U had...

Freedom is not simple.. Freedom is not to be taken for granted. Freedom lies within .. deep in our hearts.. Freedom is a state of mind.. state of heart.. and what not..

Have a Great Indepence day................ Everyday......

Visit to Sivananda Gurukul...

Hey guys .. after many days ... huh???
Yeah..been busy with relocation from bangalore to chennai and oof... You know how tiring these starting of new semesters will be.. anyways.. today we shall go sligh in to mood of social concern .....

As the Bright Big letters above already suggest you that I am gonna tell you about my visit to a gurukul .. basically it was a multi-faceted ashram with orphange , oldage home, vocational training centre and what not !!

I started at around 9 from my room and damn with these insti buses (they went to cost cutting and decreased the frequency ) I caught one @10 , time the other members of our team visiting fixed up to meet @tambaram(a station in chennai). Came out of IITM and caught an auto to guindy and when i got down at guindy there was a big queue for the local train... I never seen such a long queue in any other local stations. I stood in the line and thought what if I was a MLA with people around me .. I could have taken the tickets trespassing all these junta. " Idiot ... dont have manners" in tamil brought me back to real life and these words are from a elderly woman infront of me who was annoyed by me looking at her (actually I was not, I was having my MLA day dream). I apologised in little tamil I know and I am sure she dint care. Looks like she wanted someone to pour her anger on her husband on to... and I was there .... What a idiotic dream I thought.. If I was an MLA.. I would have taken a car.. am I not??

My team mate called me 3 times before I reached the tambaram station, why would not she ? I have kept them waiting for 1 hour. Finally I reached and since we were new to one another, we resorted to a way of dress recognition . She found me very fast, Yeah..she is a data analyst. I had no worries recognising her, Thanks to Orkut. There were one more team mate of us.. looking like she was thinking...."Okay, So he is the jerk kept us waiting..." I get lot of these :) We introduced one another and after half an hour we are in front of the Ashram.

Its very funny how sometimes very un noticed people becomes ultimately powerful.. We saw the asram gates closed and after peeking inside I found a watch man , a typical big bellyed , elderly person.. looking at us like we are accused in his court of law. We asked to open the gate.. he said "adakjdakld" thats what we cud hear. and my little tamil was in no position to talk to this guy.. I have my team mates and they shud not think I am a useless guy...I stood there just waiting for his re action and wished it would be fast..... He said again "adadfnakfnka" ... Then out of his talk .. I got a word that I know ... "donation" ... I said donation back to him again for some n times with my head nodding in a funny way.. He let me in.. Wow.. I felt I cleared the JEE again..

Will complete this in the next blog.. Its time to Lunch .. Bye u guys...