Lost my wheels..........

Got amputed before expected. Just bid farewell to my best buddy. The deal was only an advance today and delivery of bike on saturday but then he couldnt resist her vibes. Payed in full by afternoon and snatched my keys.For the last two years we never touched ground.To the extend that I almost lost the feeling in my limbs. But now that I am firmly on the ground again cant help these random flashbacks in my mind. Happens every time I part my vehicle.Our first car, a fiat was with us for almost 5-6 years before it lost its charms and got traded for a peppy maruthi 800. While his big brother zen is still with us, I surely shall miss my trainers.
Moving on..........inspite of these occasional lows....its been a roller coaster ride since last december. Been exceptionally busy the last two weeks ....the main highlight being a pondy trip and the infinte get togethers with the ISB crowd. More than Pondi, I cherished the unexpected discovery of Moon Racker......an contender to the palate ticklers hall of fame. This small seafood outlet of the coast of mahabalipuram made our evening b-ea-uti-ful. With six of us drooling over a foot long beasty......we had hadly time to notice the newspaper cuttings depicting historic moments of the freedom struggle dawning the palely lit wooden walls.Coundnt have found so many french even while they ruled pudhuchery. Attaching a pic ......donno abt my other senses but my taste buds are gonna have Moon racker in their memories for pretty much a long time.

Coffee@Anokhi with ISB mates was fun.......got to know a lot more people..... Arun,Aditi,Ayush and Shyam aaded to scrap list......some of them still have their feet on many boats....hoping to use my charms to create renaissance. Regular guys are becoming too regular....standing the risk of hating each others faces before the D-day. Hyderabad is gonna be fun....especially for a food addict like me. I can already dejavu myself relishing mughalai at Paradise and Bawarchi's.........heard from my friend at IIM-C that he has a 15lakh offer from SC.......the job market is red hot and the MBA grads are minting in millions. Hope the ambience get richer over the year..........Marking this post.......hope to reflect back when I seal the deal on my Suzuki-Hayabusa.....heh decades from now ........

Tyre starts to roll!!

16-Jan-07

After a long break of 3 years, I am back again to mind reprographing. After accepting the admit offer to Indian School ofbusiness, Hyd, things are upbeat and I have a feeling that there are gonna be much more to pen in than mundane IT life.Its been really wild since we go the admit offer for the R1 applications. Routine jobs and the longing for campus life hasmade all of us pretty hyper.Over the last one month we have had frantic activity within this small community of about 120 odd people . Forums at Pagalguy and Orkut, get togethers at all major cities, torching traditions.......the list 's endless.Personally, we guys in Chennai had over 3 gettogethers during this long weekend for Pongal. When the caffenine@Amethistcouldnt quench our enthu', we had to wash it down with spirts@bike&barrel. Neverthless the agenda had remained the same.A getto for every new member who has joined.Yesterdays meetup was especially interesting with the maximum participants - Karthik,Vijay, Prerna and Athul,Arun, Jayanthand Pinaki. Attaching a snap, lest i forget the faces.......tend to have this tendency after watching Gajani :-).

Inspite of immensely diverse profiles, we all blend in so seamlessly that it makes me if ISB had handpicked its applicantsfor this particular quality.After resignation, I am enjoying my first ever honey moon with TCS. With no expectations and commitments, this is going to bethe last phase of my life with careless freedom. I am definitely gonna make the best out of it. Planning to go to my nativeplace Karunagapalli in Kerala by feb and enjoy 2 months of uninterrupted fun........just food, rest and lots of road trips.

Will I ever.......

As another day rolls out to the yore......i sit down to jostle the happenings of the dayEveryday begins with a new promise,a resolution.This is the day which would prove to be the turning point of my life.Ten years down the lane I would look back at this day with pride and reminescense the warm feeling of pride and self respect...naay its just the warmth of the winter son glaring on my eyes....damn who left these panes open.Staggering on those lazy bones i call legs i manage to drag myself to the cofee maker for a refreshing sip of hot barista.Works like magic ......I am up on my feet ready to retire to my thinking room.The most important decisions of my life have all been taken here.The one place where mind and heart agrees on a common purpose .No conflicts...no bones of contention........Soon Enough u start to harbour new tendencies at the climax of which creative thinking begins to ooze out until you deluge into fondling thought and ambitious resolutions.You proclaim to embark on a persuit for success,power and acceptance.U stare at the crystal case amazed at the prospects awaiting you and resolve to rise to the pantheons of the great and shine as a beacon for the rest of the world to follow.At the point realiztion strikes you hard......Its 9 am.Heasitantly you leave your comfort zone and venture into the open world where resolutions are countered by reality and dreams are prolonged by promises.Pondering over the redundancies of life.........ironing your attire takes over the fads of power dressing ...vivaciously approved just a minute ago...and Tyre is bk on the coconut treeLife is too short to ponder over such conundrums and submitting to hegemonies during this brief period is pure sin

Production Support - The best a man can get

Well right when u are staring down the endless array of dishes ,laundaries to take ...surmising on the meaninglesness of life and the vacuosness in you.........Work Beckons!!! Enter - PRODUCTION SUPPORT Oh! How much i hate this job........same saga i sing ....monday mornings,friday evenings,saturday nights......sunday afternoons....Inspite of the monetary benevolence it offers,it comes down upon you quite cruely especially when u least expect. PS invigorates this totally different persona in me.....kinda like the sword for Heman,underwear for Superman and the pager for Tyre............well Tyre thats a different story altogether.....maybe some other day.... Frankly all these cheap bollywood flicks used to give me a amusing sweat - Crippled hero battling it out on the wheel chair while the "blind" chick executing double somersaults blind folded (People who know me ..that was intentional ;-) ) over the electric line.......well admit therotically feasible in kerala from 7-7:30 but Mumbai.........yeah right!Gimme a break will yall !! But i am changed man now.Two years of production support has taught me that all this are not just ludicrous,empty headed,floatatious summer pop corn stunts but screaming realities soaked up in all its vivid colours............well considered to things i do after late night pages..All this is just childs play!!! You see over this past couple of years i have cultivated this unique ability to identify the pagers beep from a maze of other sounds.Well if its food for Mr .Kumb......its the sweet stoping melody of Motorola A05 for Tyre........ho!! how much i adore it ......esp at 2 am after 4 rounds of beer....... Well my boss is the best person to know.....come morning...he is waiting with the question....."Did u get a page the last night".........urs truly...in all this modesty and innocence......"How did u know"...Well i caught a cold, sneezing all night .........."Dang"........ In the pit darkness of wee hours,my extra auditory perceptions guides me to to the destination....... be it under the pillow,inside the cookie box...or just cooling of in the refrigirator.In the process i jump over all man made hurdles.....tangling cables.....edgy speakers...hot iron boxes....(modems..mp3 playes...kinda all that i have got.....just letting u all know and available too just in case)...and on rare ocassions a human being...well i come to know that early enough...its a different kind on noise.......Lucky i dont have dog ....... Yesterday was quite eventful - After a dramatic weekend of late night action,avid production support and early delivery......talking of work u perverts....i reach office all spirited and charming......(well talking of charming......for those who dont know me.....I am among the priviledged few,the almight has gifted profusely - Talent,glamour,vigour,figure whatever u can imagine......i too imagine.......couldnt sleep a wink yesterday watching all these dreams.....life is tough).....and not to mention the occasion love bites.......mosquitos ofcourse....Serously dudes..the last thing my roomie would have wanted is to come all the way down to US to get malaria....u see he has a knack of getting along with mosquitos......totally a different league.........walks to the beat of this own drum. But then the purpose of this writing..............Any early pensions for Production support......special protection acts?????

Amateur

Do u think life is long enough to speculate on conundrums!!!