I have realized that i have gone into cycles of ups and downs over the past years and I have realized that Money and people aren’t the thing to bother about, its more about family and self-realization. Lets this homecoming be for the goodness  

Out of a sudden a body wakes up. The guy was really dark in complexion it seemed as if he just dropped in after sun tanning without the creams, but the guy was panting after what looked like close to death run chase. It seemed as if he was chased by something, his facial expression were no different, he looked more stunned unlike his usual easy morning grins and chuckles on his face. He searched for the remote control in his shabby room but to his dismay he forgot where he had kept the remote.. he looks everywhere he would have dropped it.. and he goes  searching even in the desk at the corner of the room and loosing hope goes out of the room and after some time comes back to find the remote underneath the pillow he adjusts the temperature and goes to washroom and washes his face…

It looks as if layers of his makeup had just washed aways and after all his usual chores at the washroom when he lights up the room with his computer monitor.. It was “Avinash” with his usually bright early morning complexion which often fades off at the end of the day.. It seemed that the rotting smell was still thriving in the room. He pickedup the room freshener and sprayed it on the AC vents,  but it was of no use and he knew he had to go bath at 2 O’clock to counter the foul smell in the room.

He enters the washroom for his bath just to hear the Gurkha’s whistling sounds which were accompanied by the howling dogs, screaming cats and unusual screeching sounds of bats and owls in the locality although they were all distinct it seemed as if they were all connected with each other especially at that time of the day, Although this wasn’t new to him but his facial contortions showed that something was wrong with him. It was completely different day, he had woken up to a nightmare and he knew it was unusual of him to have a nightmare right from his childhood days he hardly had any dream other than those that he had after watching the horror movies, but this nightmare was different.. It seemed to have no relevance to spook him off but he felt that it was indicating something to him of his future. Right under the showers he was trying too hard to decode what exactly the dream meant, but he hardly could remember what it really was. He looked down at the swirling water to realize that it was about quicksands , a chill wave ran through his spine although water was rushing down his face he kept his eyes wide open with horror, it wasn’t cause of the dream.. he knew it.

Avinash was done with his bathing and dried himself off, he had put on other set of clothes. He knew that the dream had some significance to his life but he wasn’t really able to figure it out correctly.. He was damn sure about it being some kinda puzzle or a problem where he was driven into it..

Avinash was in no mood to go back to his sleep after the nightmare but his eyes were already tired of the last night’s bash that he had for completing his engineering. Avinash unlike others in his friends circle was too analytical and hence he knew it was a double entendre and it definitely had some relevance to his life. He never wanted it to be anyway related to his career but it seemed that it was too related to his career aspiration. Although he was an atheist in heart he just closed his eyes which was comforting for his tired eyes but his bedraggled thoughts weren’t making it easy for him to go back to sleep.. he just thought about his parents and said to himself in a loud audible tone .

I’m not gonna lets this happen.

Throw me into even a whirlpool

I’ll be back !! Regardless of the situation that i’d be pushed into…

he pauses for a moment and says it again ..

I’ll be back !!

I’ll be baaaack  (almost screamingly)

And he punches in air with a jolt across his body and it seemed that it was indeed a demoralizing nightmare that he had and he isn’t  fluttered by it.. It seemed that he was trying to concentrate on building a better Body language and muster his courage.. It was new to him but it seemed that he was too focused as far as his career was concerned and he never wanted it to be in jeopardy. He passed his rest of his waking time in the early morning trying to visualize his wonderful days in college and he ended up sleeping thinking about it almost when everyone was awake.

P.S: I should get serious about writing this thing down as early as possible just to prove my readers that i’m alive

Sun was almost shining at its peak as if it was angry at someone despite the ferocious heat “Avinash” was in peace and sound asleep hugging his chubby pillow.. it seemed that he was dreaming about some gal and hence came the faint voices of him trying to cuddle the gal of his dream.. His mom shouted for the nth time to wake him up but in vain..

She almost lost her interest in her sleeping Kid and started continuing with her chores of cooking food. Avinash’s sweat filled face and his facial expression showed that he was almost done with his dream and was almost sound asleep.

A sound seemed to run towards him it looked like some old juke box was running towards him,and when it happend to come closer to his room he happened to realize that it was his dad. He came pumping from downstairs to his room carrying his mobile which was on charge for the past 3 hours and almost shouted at him instantaneously giving him a  jolt at his shoulder..

It was almost instantaneous that Avinash woke up as if he was part of some obscure Military training. He was almost half awake but his father voice made him sit upright. His father was a retired Inspector and he was keen to enforce discipline into him but there was hardly an effect on his last child. The guy’s face was sweat filled and he was almost trying to hide his abdomen cause he often sleeps naked when he was allowed to sleep alone and at that instant he was semi naked. He looked at his Dad with his partially opened eyes..

“phone for you”

“what paaa ?? I hardly had some sleep.. don’t you know that i slept only by 2 yesterday”

“dei its from your friend ”

“so what?? is that from srini?? ”

“who srini ?? ”

“what was the display on the phone when the call was ringing?? was it rocket ?? ”

“No it was written as `Kolandai da Kid`.. “

Avinash stared at his dad for some time cluelessly with almost his drool filled mouth and his shabby looking hair and his Dad at the same instant was thinking about why his son was staring back at him in such a strange way .. but Avinash was thinking deeply about the intent of the caller, cause he knew this “Kolandai” unlike his name was a serious guy .. and he used to call him only when he had a motive and hence he said to his dad again.

“paaa is he still on the line ??  give me the phone “

His dad handed him the phone and went away grumbling that he was growing worse day after day…

“paaaa (almost screaming at his Dad annoyingly) close the door on ur way out.. “

Still clueless about the intent of the caller, he was annoyed cause it was only a week had passed after his final exam of his Engineering and now that this guy called again. He knew something was wrong but he never wanted to know about it, hence he annoyingly picked up the phone still thinking about the sole purpose of his call.. he could still hear the guy calling out..

“helloooow”

“hellooooow”

Avinash replied back saying “hi” with a grimace on his face

“what happened da ? Anything wrong ? ”

“hey i received a sms early in the morning..”

“so.. what ??”

His annoyance was almost evident in his voice, but the guy still continued..

“Hey.. i thought of sharing the fact da.. ”

“WTF?? “

“Damn it .. Its hardly a week has passed.. why are they pissing me off.. Its totally unusual .. isn’t it ??  its just a rumor .. grow up man.. go have some sleep ”

“Hey..  I’ve been tring to open the University’s website for the past half an hour.. i even messaged you almost 10 times.. but i guess you hardly picked up.. “

He almost chocked while saying ..

“Are you serious ??? “

A sudden wave of shock went through him.. and he started to think that he would faint at the same time he had sensations of a terrible dysentery in his intestines.. but he closed his eyes.. and mustered all his energy and mumbled to himself..

“Oh lord save me this last time … “

he just cleared his throat again and went ahead with the conversation on the phone..

“Ok… did you try triangle-brothers ?? ”

“There is a huge crowd here waiting for it to load.. I have no option here right now.. ”

“Ok.. i’ll look into you.. ”

“you know my number right”

“yeaaaaah… how will i forget you .. you were the one who almost pinged me every other other day these past 4 years… “

he almost ran naked dragging the bed sheet to the computer and moved his mouse to see if the computer was still running..

he closes all his p2p application.. opens his browser and types in the URL and waits for eternity for the page to load.. but its the D-day and as usual it never ever opens up.. he popped in another URL in the address bar and waited for it to load..

it was definitely loading.. but it looked that even a snail would have won the race.. and suddenly he felt the cool breeze run down his spine and it felt a lot cooler, then did he realize that he was naked with just a bed-spreader wrapped around him. He rushed to the washroom and moved into his clothing with door half open to check the status of the page.. and it was still loading..

and then he came back to sit on the chair.. and still waited.. but Avinash didn’t feel that he was lonely.. his cellphone was alive with it beeping every other 30 seconds of having received an  sms. He knew it was one of his friends and hence didn’t care to take it to increase the anxiety.. .

Avinash almost thought that he had frost bite.. his fingers almost became green out of anxiety.. his legs which were resting on the rack of the computer table were trembling but he wasn’t feeling those tremblings for the first time..

He had an uncontrollable sensation of peeing.. and was trying hard to control it till the page loads.. and almost wanted to go when the page had finally loaded and asked for the Unique number.He typed his number in a jiffy and rushed back to the washroom on the way to the washroom he skidded and came to halt and turned back to check if the number was right. He did the double check and off he went to the washroom. He opened the door and almost banged the door to close it and down came his bermuda…

He heard his dad screaming “Slowly betaaaaaa“.
He hardly cared cause he was outta control and suddenly his thoughts grazed back to the exact day..

March 25th 2005, the clock was raising to 1 O’clock and it was just another five minutes more to be done with the exam.. and Avinash looked at the Question paper too look for how many graphs were left out. He knew he had to be very smart from now on to clear this exam.He raised his hand and asked for the graph sheets… His examiner almost came to him running thinking that he was into some trouble.She questioned him anxiously..

“what happened ?? ”

and he almost angrily replied back..

“graphs please.. ”

“which one ?? ”

“Every one”

“what ?? ”

“give me all of them “

Avinash stared back at his examiner, she was around 25-27 approximately and she had a shuddering hand to even remove the graphs. Avinash knew his 3 minutes are gone, glanced back at his watch and continue with the graphs. He tied the graphs to the paper to be sure its part of his answer sheet and then continued, the first one was the usual one.. and hence he completed the graph with ease.

2:30 Minutes

the second one was the usual graph and hence he did that one too.. but he knew the question looked like something out of the book and attempting it would get him all the 16marks that it was expected to fetch

1:30 Minutes

He flipped to see a graph sheet which he hasn’t even seen while preparing downstairs, He looked at it amazingly and thought WTF ?? he just looked back at his classmates who were also in a similar state and consoled himself and knew nothing could be done.

He tried brainstorming while fiddling with the coordinates in the amazingly different graph and he happened to recollected someone saying “angles and points are only part of polar coordinates its all circular ”

80 Seconds

Marked all the angles in the graph almost in haste and marked all the points and connected them in free hand drawing..

50 seconds

He almost heard the examiner saying stop writing.. He turned the page and saw something amusing, there was a graph which looked normal but he expected a hyperbola to be part of the graph.. little did he knew about the whole question .. he was trying to make use to what he knew and hence he started thinking again..”

“i recollected my lecturer saying sometime in class w.r.t. hyperbola and points of intersection.. ”

30 seconds
The examiner was nearing him, he had the luxury of being the last guy in the room and happened to use the time most efficiently..

Damn it !! he got frustrated seeing the examiner advancing towards him and he ended up drawing the X-Y axis and drew a random hyperbola with his trembling hands.. his legs were so shaking that his table itself was shaking.. and it happened that by some instance of luck he spotted a point and wrote its Cartesian coordinates and marked it as “O”..

There came the examiner and screamed as usual at him..

“stop it !! i said “

He was pretty happy that he had attempted all those he thought weren’t part of the syllabus.. and nervously handed over the paper..

He heard a sound out of a sudden a squirrel squeaking at the ventilator of his washroom and he came back to reality.. he was still not done with it..

Peeped back at the PC and it was almost done. He had to hold back again and he rushed to the PC. He was so used to looking at that particular screen that he went straight to the column that mattered the most to him.. the entire third column read “PASS”, instead of jumping in joy he rushed back to complete the unfinished business and came back to pick his phone and called a number which was very much in his memory…

“Porambokku… Kutta salaa.. I’ve finally completed engineering ”

“ok ok… Chill dude chill ”

and they both laughed out laud in sync with each other finally they having cleared it all. They as usual went to their chat about the movies that they had watched the previous night and the MP3’s that were better and at last they came back to the topic of what to do next..

“Hey.. now that we are done.. what should we do now ?? ”

“I guess we gotto get the certificates.. ”

“Do they mail us those or should we go back to that crappy place ?? ”

“No we are supposed to go there “

suddenly a moment of calm creeped into the conversation.. Avinash persisted with the same question..

“what next…?? dude ”

“Dude we should better sleep.. my hand still aches having played Counter stike ”

“Ok.. here i go.. ” and he hung up on the phone…

But he did not end up sleeping  after that, he knew his future is in his hands now..  he did not go running to his parents excitedly to tell them about the results but he was patiently analyzing the situation and was thinking about his future plans. He was already into day dreaming about how he would go for the job that was offered to him and almost knew he had a better future.

He always thought that an opportunity wasn’t ever provided to him in his life till that point.. But he knew it was almost time to clench the opportunities that would come his way and make use of it. He was so pumped up and thrilled about it that he almost had a grin in his face when he went back to sleep that day despite the tropical heat in chennai.

P.S: This is my humble beginning entry to the novelrace  that was initiated in Facebook and twitter .  I’m not sure about the number of parts in this series but i’m sure this ends before the third week of this month

“Honey let your tongue taste it…”

She just Licks a drop of it and looks back with amusement…

“Cariño !! You suck in making Spanish sopas.”

P.S: This post is dedicated to those who thought i’d never be able to match up to this 55 word fiction challenge. Its 55 words precisely

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I succumbed to swetha’s wish when i wasn’t supposed to..

I chose to Let her copy while i was busy worrying about the days i would spend in the ground playing along with my other friends.

I chose to kick a gal in her tummy just cause she insisted me to do it .

It was the usual Boy Vs Gals chat and it was a group chat and almost a furious one and i happened to be the dormant guy in the chat when the gal went on insisting that someone kick her if they had the guts and with no one daring to do anything i chose to kick her without even knowing about her in the very first week at the new school, later did i realize that she was yet another kid of a teacher in the same school and ended up sobbing the whole day after she having a conversation with her mom.

I chose to Jump over the door while the rest of the class waited for anyone else to pick the door..

It was early years of my teenage , the years when you hormones are most active and it happened to me that i could prove much more if i did a high jump on the already broken door into the class .. and i ended up being watched by one of the staffs and yet another trip to the principals room followed it.

I chose to help my friend help him clear his 8th exam while i knew i was being watched the whole time..

It was so disheartening for me to see my bench mate sobbing over his answers and hence hinted him to bring his bench closer to me to have a better look.. while the invigilator had no clue about it.. little did i realize that there was a Terrible Sanskrit teacher who was looking for a chance to pounce on my friend and i happened to be yet another victim of his guerrilla warfare against him, even today i wonder how it was for the guy cause it was a daily ordeal for him while it was just a day’s punishment for him .

I chose to turn down a girl in my final schooling days

Little did i know that i could excite a girl far enough to make her propose to me with just a simple chat about the arrangements for the meeting the next day.. although i knew it was infatuation on her behalf I was too harsh on that cute little girl while i knew that i could have talked to her about it, I still think about her cause i really don’t know what would have happened with both of our lives if we had taken a wrong decision at that time.

I chose a jail as my college instead of one of the NIT’s

I knew its a blunder but i thought i could compensate for it by doing an MS but everything went in vain i still wonder if i still have such dreams of doing a higher studies.. the Jail has created a Study-phobia atleast for me. Thing would have quiet different if i had taken that decision of attending production engineering there rather than one of the circuit branches at a jail close to Chennai.

I chose to be tagged as a nerd in my college.

I was actually a cool guy in schools who often used to bunk school but little did i know that i would be tagged as a nerd in my college i never knew that getting marks meant being a geek in colleges and little did i know about my classmates IQ levels until i was tagged as “geek” for scoring in just one semester and they made me despise the whole college life for that and it turned me into a geek on the long run . My twitter updates still has proof of those

I chose to have my own ways of cracking the anna univ exams

Since i was tagged as a nerd and hence i looked for an easy option of clearing the exams without them calling me a nerd and hence i ended up doing the most systematic analysis of the exams which made me the laziest guy in the class and ended up with the worst preparation to clear the exams in a comprehensive way without even studying for it seriously. I only thank god that they had a great(atleast for me) system of granting full marks to those questions which were not part of the standard textbook, it sounds ridiculous but I made use of those to clear few of my toughest exams trully relied on those but it made me only have sleepless nights right from the day i gave my exam till the results come out , just cause i was totally reliant on the University’s shoddy correction system

I chose to play the waiting game when i was given an opportunity to work in another company on a temporary basis even before the recession had its effects on the job industry.

I was actually given an opportunity to work with a firm on a temporary basis just to kill some time, but i simply refused it,  recession and Satyam Fiasco took its turn to follow that incident and never ever did it give me another opportunity to rectify my yet another blunder.

The one thing that is common to all these screw ups regardless of whatever situation i was thrown in, I never allowed my emotions derail me and i utilized it to the fullest and came back strongly with a point to prove.  Life has made me ponder over the fact if it is trully filled with blunders and one’s attempt to patch it up and bring his/her life back to normalcy. It was rightly said that Success is never accurately defined its always the transition between two failures and all the while the level and extent of those failure keep on increasing as you move up the ladder.

Life has really turned me into a philosopher and i guess the past few blunders have made me realize it to the core.  I sincerely hope that i don’t make yet another blunder in days to come and life isn’t this bumpy anymore and i hope that i make the best use of opportunities that come my way. I will wait for my opportunities like a lion waiting in ambush for its prey and make a feast of the given opportunity and i hope there isn’t a hunter who is waiting for the lion to take the bait.

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The thoughts of various Spanish words were doing its rounds and i was just thinking about my options of flirting with the Spanish gals if they are around. I was sitting in a Spanish looking Bar, I was so immersed into the Spanish way of thinking and the way things panned out in front of my eyes i thought it was my delusion, but when i peeked out i couldn’t control my emotions but it looked very similar to Latin American ranches around. The sky was brightly lit but at the same time it wasn’t as scorching as it is in Chennai and hence i was doubly sure that i wasn’t in Chennai , since it was bright enough the bar was lit only by the sunlight that was straining against the wooden windows but it was adequately lighted up and it looked pleasing to eyes having to look at a lounge with different shades spread around the walls due to the lighting. The few young Latin American guys were busy sipping their beer and enjoying the drink.I being a teetotaler was happy to have a Juice served to me but i was just staring at the glass cause i was so skeptical about the contents of the juice.

It was an awesome place to be with a wonderfully sunlit place and a Juice which looked really inviting. The moment i started to think of drinking it. I felt a small football hit me in my chest. I blurted a word in Tamil that sounded very similar to vodka and turned to my surprise there was a gorgeous cute little Latin gal standing only as tall as the table was and she gestured me for the ball, and hence i just picked the ball and said

Whacky: Beunos Dias Darling .. (was just gesturing the gal to go to their parents across the room)

The room was so beautifully lit and the way the girl looked back and smiled was truly marvelous scenario and I was really slow to let that moment sink into me. Out of nowhere somebody bumped me and spilled something on me from the back and i was like WTF now?? why am i not even allowed to enjoy a minute of my happiest moments and I turned back to see who was it and to my surprise there was a group of girls seated  in the table right behind me and there was a gorgeously looking spanish gal (SpaGal) who stood there right behind me with juice in her hand (i don’t know what it was and was hardly bothered) and ..

Cutie: Pardon, Lo siento
Whacky : Su bien ( like the every other usual drooling guy but since i never wanted to be tagged as a drooler i wanted to act in dignified way but couldn’t control myself.. )

I was so stumped at the beauty that was standing so close to me that i never wanted to miss the chance and turned back again to just continue gawking at her wonderfully soft  face which was the only thing that was visible and my eyes were glued to it despite me trying to talk to the girl.  I often stay away from girls but this was one of those moments where i couldn’t help myself and wanted to get hold of this gal and spark a conversation, having seen some of her friends catching me watching her, I resorted to have a sip of the juice and while sipping thought about why was the girl standing ?? and suddenly out of a sudden had a wonderfully soft hand touch my shoulder and i felt like floating and came back to sense and turned back to see the girl and …

Whacky : Yeah !! ( Mustering up myself) Puedo ohhhh ahhh ayudarle ( i Know i was blurting)
She : can i have the seat ??                                                                                       Whacky : yeah have it !!

the moment she sat.. like every other guy i was trying to correct my shabby hair and try to speak in spanish very much trying to build the rapport which i hated doing until then… and i was really having conflicting thoughts..

Whacky: Ah blow Ingless.. entiendo castelyano Um poco ..
Cutie: Its ok !! I don’t mind I can speak Ingless..

Deep in my mind i was happy that she would understand me.. being content continued drooling at her.. I happened to be still glued at her eyes and was almost eavesdropping when she almost knocked me and said..

Cutie : Are you drunk ??
Whacky : Nope .. But i guess i’m High .. right now after watching you..

(I actually wanted to smack my head cause i wanted to sound smooth but i was fumbling with my English like I decimate Tamil with my incoherent Tamil and moreover i wanted to sound very genuine rather than those usual flirter who drop by every now and then )

Cutie: Why is that case ?? I don’t even look that clean now..
Whacky : You are gorgeous..
Cutie: you are so nice..  ( she tried fluttering her eyelids and i was amazed how weirdly Indian she is acting or are all of them do the same thing ?? )
Whacky : Nope !! i’m saying the truth..
Cutie: You really are nice..

The convesation went on and on and i was almost eavesdropping all the time at her beautiful expressive eyes, her wonderful nose her juicy lips and suddenly someone from my back said…   we are done with this ..  lets check out the shop next door and i was about to ask the girl for the next meeting, she got up in a jiffy and came close to me bend herself and gave me a gentle kiss through her juice filled moist lips saying that it was nice meeting me.. and it was game over for me .. i was almost half dead almost floating in air about 1/2 a feet above ground and was saying I’ll miss you in a faint voice feeling the moisture of her lips still on my cheeks .. and suddenly she came back to me mounted me on that chair and got hold of my hair, I had my hands wrapped around her.. she was saying something to me but i was in my own world thinking like Wow !! this is my day finally a kiss.. and closed my eyes, suddenly out of a sudden she started to smack me violently and i was shouting in my loudest voice aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah !! I rubbed my head and opened my eyes trying to coming to sense to see my 2 and half year old nephew sitting on my stomach and holding my head with his two hands and and my mom , dad and my sister staring at me .. and hear them say yet again ??

I was like so embarrassed and said not the same thing.. this was pleasant one and had myself chuckling and went to the washroom and came back had my lunch and it was 4 P.M and overheard my mom saying “He is going mad over days” and i wanted to reply her but i knew she was right in some sense.. but still the spanish gal was there to stay in my mind and hence i wasn’t caring about others !! I tried going back to sleep and was actually trying hard to go back to the same state and let the romance continue.. But hardly could a guy sleep more than 12 hours a day.. moreover having a 2 and a half year old nephew around sucks at times when you comes out of a romantic dream and he never lets you go back and let the romance continue.. he jumped in my back, screwed my ears.. pulled my hair( almost plucked it ) .. he totally decimated my idea of going back to the dreaming state.. And i was like went back to my PC and the rest of the day continued the same way as it did for the past 1 year.. but I constantly had that Spanish gal coming back to my memories..  I was contemplating over the thought that i should have had a better social life this past year.. never before had a girl from the dreams cause me so much of trouble.. i was hardly able to do anything.. but i hardly had to do anything.. the rest of the evening went the same way as it did this past year.

No matter what i do, the memory still persisted , i made up my mind and called my best friend and asked him to come online early tonight and had the usual chit chat.. The guy pinged me at around 10:30 and we started having the usual chat ,the Sitcoms , the usual Youtube videos and of course the and it went on past 1:47:40 AM and I was watching this video repeatedly despite having the memories of the Spanish girl all day long and suddenly a graze down the left hand corner of the screen made me take notice of opera mail notifier, clicked it and I screamed aloud and was punching in air.. !! and suddenly went back to the chat..

Whacky : Hey !! I got it !! My date is on last Monday of July                   Bala: What date ??                                                                                             Whacky: Date Of Joining
Bala: Are you Kidding ?                                                                                             Whacky: I got the mail
Bala: Some one must be kidding around around da..
Whacky: I checked it its the authentic one da..                                             Whacky: atleast thats what i feel
Bala: Congo then..
Whacky: I don’t know how to react now..

(After a hiatus came back since i was clueless of what doing .. stared at the email changed the playlist to something soothing and still being clueless… )

Whacky: Ok .. I’m calling others to check with them !!
Balz: Ok ..
Whacky: Damn it !! No bloody dawg is picking up the phone :X

I was totally ecstatic then suddenly looked around and saw both mom and dad staring at me and i was like

Whacky: I got it !! its on July last week !! I’m gonna be busy               Dad : Have some Sleep!! You always keep on disturbing us.. its time we drug you to sleep..

Even i was clueless about what to do after the news i was happy at one side and sad that i won’t have time to spend the way i do right now and finally somewhere in my conscious mind i felt a voice tell me that it was the Spanish gal who was lucky for you.  She  really quenched my restlessness and frustration which was growing over the past year and i’m totally happy that it all ended this gloriously and gladly retired like the ideal son to continue from where i left

P.S: I guess this was actually a result of culmination of my Spanish learning and  the various Spanish Youtube videos that i have been looking for the week prior to the incident and i guess It was finally a vilayathi gal who brought me the real luck and i have finally decided that i should learn that language zealously in order to have more such dreams (Lucky dreams ) and i pray to god that my nephew never turns up while i dream about them.

P.P.S:I guess my posts are getting longer with days. I guess its one way of making up for the long departure from the blogosphere. I should be finally active with this atleast from now on..

P.P.P.S: I’m sorry for making you to use the Translator or instead try learning that language.. I guess even you might have dreams similar to these

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ME : hey !! how are you ??
Kanday: I’m fine da !!
ME: Hows everything in the training da ?
Kanday: Its cool buddy..
Me: hey wasteland.. did you watch “Slumdog Milionaire” ??
Kanday: I’m really Busy da..
Me: Busy with the gals or with the coffee machine..
Kanday: Shit !!!
Me: U must watch the movie,it remind me of you in the shithole

And with the mention of shit hole he logged out. But he was on ym and poor guy didn’t know that i use pidgin and i pinged him again and he fled out of it . I did not know with what intent he logged in, but he really tickled me to the fullest and i was like ROFLMAO’ing  really, and the worried look on my Mom and Dad’s face realized me how weird my act looked like to them especially when the time was 11.00 P.M. My mom even volunteered to ask me if everything was OK , cause she was worried of me sticking to the PC and learning scripting language and working on MySQL cause i learn things at a stretch.

The guy really made me light and made me think about the good old school days. Things did happens even before i came to chennai, but after I came to chennai some things kept me really captivated and made me stick to chennai, this was just one of the incidents with few friends of mine which made me glued to the city. You might think what really made me go rolling after the chat..?? He was actually one of my classmates  an incident involving him and a shit hole was a pinnacle of comedy/pranks  one would expect at schools.

My school was no exception to all the usual passion filled games and the pranks that happen usually, but i think we broke the levels at some instances . We as a batch were a  cricket crazy batch and often resorted to play cricket at every  possible instance provided. I don’t exactly remember the exact day or date or even the month, but it was in the rainy season and since we never had a good relations with Physical trainer at school we were never given a chance to use some of the equipments available at school, so at every instance of us asking for a cricket bat ended up in vain, but we relentlessly went and asked him but this day (when the “event” happened ) was different and he offered us a football instead of cricket kit, although most of us showed our discontent with a grimace on our faces, but he bullied us to play football and since it was a rainy season it was hard to play football, he left us in the ground having no other way we resorted to playing football with our own rules (actually inspired by all the violence at the club level games )

Believe me or not the school playground wasn’t a well maintained one so it was filled with either stones or potholes and ground itself never looked like a plain surface to play football, despite all these hindrances and since it was kinda drizzling and we all being in an excited state of atleast doing something that would sap our energies, especially coming after the boring class of “Geography” class  about different kinds of Soils started playing the game with the vigor that none would expect from us and often few said “jai hanuman” while attacking the ball (oops balls ) . The game wasn’t played with the rules in mind unlike those that are played in other schools, it was as if a melee happening around the ball or a flood relief being distributed and often times the ball was never ever the aim of the kicker like these games. So it was just another passion filled game that we used to play.

The game moved away from being played with the real spirit of the game and started taking other directions, like people started tiring other, tried dodging others on the field and then when people started really running short of ideas me tiring and running out of all the available options to end the game and get back to enjoy the rain siting in the classroom’s luxurious fans, i thought of an evil idea of making fun, but this one was really evil cause it involved shits

Being a brat in a class, one often has a group to propagates ones evil ideas, and i was no exception to it, so what really was that as we were playing really at a slow pace, with my ideas propagating through the group suddenly the class picked up the momentum in which the game was played and we started moving to a pit (an abyss to be more precise) and it was filled with all kinds of waste be it crap or bullshit and to make it worse it became a swamp cause of the water logging in the rainy season. So when the football went closed to the hole someone kicked it into the hole and as all the class was moving with the ball , everyone gathered around the pit and everyone gazed at it, and everyone started giving reasons for not entering the pit, unlike other plans this took a time cause the target (the main scapegoat )  was a real sloth and had to move from the other corner of the ground to the pit, i expected him to come to me cause i looked like a innocent guy and despite me making him embarrass amidst the whole school still he sticks to me (atleast till this incident happened) . But this time he was cautious i think, so moved close to another guy , but he wasn’t any better than me when it comes to playing pranks and actually we were accomplices when it comes to implementing the pranks.

Suddenly people started playing the blame games and asked every other guy to take the ball and everything worked as per plan, so “Kanday” (the guy ) looked around and wasn’t even involving himself in the heated conversation. But I along with my accomplices had him as the target and the guy went around him,but he was caution really cautious and even avoided the pushing attempt by one, but the guy was relentless caught him and threw him in !!! believe me or not he really threw him into the pit and he was like the “little jamal” drenched out of shit :P,but the guy really did not stop amusing us right there, unlike any other guy who would have called his mother/father/brother or any god he started screaming in high pitch calling “SAKTHIMAN” as if he would come to his rescue, but this really made us go ROFLing on the ground and he was like “Mudhalvan arjun” but smelled like the “little jamal” out of the pit :), even after a minute of us rofling he was still shouting for shaktiman !!, the guy’s screaming made some of the peons in the school run and rescue him and then followed an investigation and rest was history as we went on to become the talk of the staff rooms and principal room :).

P.S: I Couldn’t disclose his identity cause he went on to become a womanizer in  S.R.M Deemed University, C.S.E department, and if you are really persistent of getting his identity all that i would say is that he had a long name like the guys from Andra and he had a middle name of what kamal hasan had in P.“K”.S, and the guy often involves in Help talk and speaks French when he tries speaking in English, thats actually his specialty

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I’m always in the lookout for news propping up from the nix world ,so when i picked up this peice of news, It went like this ..

“A Wisconsin woman has claimed that Dell computers and Ubuntu have kept her from going back to school via online classes. She says she has called Dell to request Windows instead however was talked out of it. Her current claim is that she was unaware that she couldn’t install her Verizon online disk to access the Internet, nor could she use Microsoft Word to type up her papers.”

i being one of the millions of Linux -advocates, thought that she was a no-brainer and i went ahead and blamed her for all the nuisance that she created and quotes about dumbs went through my head  like those of …

Beauty fades, but dumb is forever.   -Judge Judy

You can’t fix stupid.  – Ron White

Lieutenant Dannnn! Ice Cream!  – Forrest Gump’s line

I went ahead and even thought the fact that She’s enrolling at the Madison Area “Technical” College, and couldn’t be bothered to read the specs on a laptop she ordered? this made me go ROFLing. I even thought this as yet another act of how dumb the blonds really are.  It’s not as though Dell hides what OS comes with each laptop, and went on with the fact that she did not understand it’s possible to configure Internet access without that Verizon CDrom, and she could easily work with OpenOffice instead of Word. Verizon even offered to send a technician to help with the connection, and the school said it has no problems with people using different software when following their courses.But despite all these she went ahead and blamed Dell and Ubuntu for it. I know its hard for any noob to learn the *nix box inside out in days, but i know its equally hard to shift OS.

When i really went about introspecting about the article only then did i realize the fact that shouldn’t the *nix world be bothered about it despite all the discussion about how low the woman was towards the *nix world. Deep in my heart i felt, somewhere Ubuntu in particular has lost the script, especially when people consider things like Ubuntu going mainstream and here was a woman (a noob) who went ahead and ordered a Dell box with the Ubuntu, was that an ideal chance for the Ubuntu to show how good the OS is ?? Only then did i realize that it was no fault of the woman to have reported the problem , it should have been considered in a positive way rather than replying back to the article as some blot in whole of the nix world. Shouldn’t the nix developers consider its time that people are moving into the nix world and its they who have to make it user friendly to dethrone the M$ from its so called OS dominance ?? Shouldn’t all the service providers like the various ISP et all become *nix friendly ?? Its time , people should get responsible with days, and i’m sure the *nix boxes aren’t gonna be staying as “Nerds only Toys” in future.

I know there is whole lot of communities and forums to help a noob get into the the *nix world in general and ubuntu in particular, but isn’t it mandatory for them to have an Internet connection before they could access those online forums ?? Not all here would have the luxury of Vmware or VirtualBox or Zen. People have changed so have the *nix world from the ages of CUI’s but the middlemen haven’t changed.  Its time that people change their mindset and open up for the new revolution thats taking on in the world  and understand whats needed to reach the source of information rather than go howling in the forums and others of its kind.

I’m glad people have started responding to things on a larger scale but they have started responding in a wrong way, shouldn’t they look at things positively, isn’t life about being positive ? I don’t know what would have gone through her mind when she would have got all those scathing remarks about the article on the FaceBook  page. This only reminds me of a strip from the a web comic called xkcd

Linux is Not about Free in price ,
Its about free As in freedom

Ubuntu !! Jai ho

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A freshers, who is unlikely to be called a fresher after having patiently waited for 7 long months for the situations to improve and having a strong faith in the company that recruited him finds himself in trouble again and again.It wasn’t an issue until now cause there was collectively a huge number of people who were waiting to be called in, but right when the crowd seems to disperse with time the real panicking starts to kick in and often the troubled minds start to rekindle their very thought of having a career in IT and think of other options like the I.E.S, Sevices sector et. all, especially when one has an unsupportive family at home and one really has personal problems of his own. Families which totally depended on a guy’s income to feed them really gets desperate and even a guy with a stubborn thought about having a prolific career in IT would rethink of his decision to wait for things to get normal. Now especially when few of the companies have started calling in people, the left few people really get to bogged down that they start doing weird things, it really becomes hard to control such a mind in such a troubled situation to have a peaceful life at home.Its just during this troubled time should one have faith in patience. I’d  like to quote..

“Only those who have the patience to do simple things perfectly will acquire the skill to do difficult things easily.”

-Johann Friedrich von Schiller-

I personally think this situation is much more than a mere test its about faith in ones abilities and his skills and test of his mental strength.

“Its not how good one behaved when there was a herd following him that matters its just how one reacts to a situation in private that determines how good a character one is made of.”

Being part of such a herd which collectively went through the trouble and watching them get dispersed, and few of them coming back add wounds never really helps, but one really has to understand that there would always be people who are sadists and one should look at the positive side of things and make it a point to prove to the world that one can prove the point regardless of the situation one is forced into. Its truly the test of time and patience and one really has to be totally focused on what exactly is his/ her priority and get never bogged down at the situations that people around you throw at you, its how well you handle such situations makes you get stronger mentally. I’d say..

“Patience is the need of the hour and perseverance to your goals would make you happier down the lane”

All that i could remember inspirational right now is a song from Colonial Cousin’s song “Krishna Nee Bega Baro“.

Time is the healer ..
Time moves on..
Time don’t wait for anyone
You tell you’ll be back
But that will take some time
I’m waiting… ahh……
I’m waiting… Waiting…
I’m waiting….

And i’d like to end this post on a quote from a progenitor of the theory of “positive thinking”, cause I know how one feels to have gone through such a crappy situation.

If you want to get somewhere you have to know where you want to go and how to get there. Then never, never, never give up.                                                                                                       – Norman Vincent Peale –

P.S : I think i’m bit too philosophical at this time, should have really refrained from posting here, which seems to be a good source of entertainment for at least some of the people, I shouldn’t inflict the thought of sorrow into them but i feel that i should share this so that at least select few would be motivated and stick to what they really wanted.

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#P.S: Non-Geeks please spare me,this ones just for the  *nix Geeks.

#P.P.S: I hope this is what a geek/nerd/whacked out soul would do if at all he rants in his *nix box writing files about it and tries to clear it off their memory by writing a script and moving it to the cron.yearly directory

#P.P.P.S: @Nerds: I’m a Noob as far as scipting is concerned please do spit out the errors in the script in the form of comments :P, If you think it could have been simpler in Perl Or Python, you are right but i haven’t ventured into other scripting languages

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