Arrey Jalsa O Jalsa
As the topic goes this blog is about the different types of love / Lust / Infatuation that I have come across. I may be involved directly in some of the instances and others are just what my close friends share it with me after their failures. I am not going to talk about any successful story here. Its a rare occasion that some of my friend get lucky enough to succeed in their luv life. On the other hand in all this rare occasion there was one thing in common, the first thing the guys did was to truncate my friendship. At this rate I am sure that I will lose all my friends in a couple of years, because invariably everyone will get married one day or other. I am not an angel either, I have my own list of friends whom I am planning to avoid once I hook up with some girl. Its all in the game.
So only the unfortunate souls who failed miserably in their love life happened to share their stories with me. If you are an emotional character please stop reading now and visit sites like " http://www.successfulromance.com/" and feel good.
EPISODE 1
1. The talking eyes ( Kanalae Kaathal Kaaviyam - An epic of luv written by the eyes)
I met this character in my first yr of Engineering. It seems he used his eyes for communicating signals and receiving the responses. The heroine of this episode is a tuition mate of our hero. The tuition class probably consisted of 8 to 10 guys. It was very much later in life that our hero realized that his eyes were a better communicator than a receptor. He was sending out right signals with his eyes to this particular girl X, but hero's receptacle eyes always picked up the wrong signals from X. After the final day of their tuition that girl actually said big tata with her eyes but our hero translated it to " Oh Boy I need you, I am going to miss you, try to find my number and call me, etc...... " . Now our hero is an engineer by profession but many a times he had called up the girls house and had introduced himself as a telephone operator when ever her dad picked up the phone.
This is a complete puritan luv story, not a single word was exchanged between these two. Moral of the story is, when a handful of ppl are sitting in a room, it can be a mere coincidence when you look at a girl and she is looking at you at you. Please restrict your eyes for viewing purpose alone and let your mouth do the talking when it comes to love.
An Important Fact about this story - There was a very strong and genuine reason why our hero fell in luv with this girl in the tuition class. Any guess........ Yes ofcourse she was the only girl in that batch of students.
I actually intended to concise all the stories and put it as one blog, but this one story itself has taken its toll on me. I have gone into depression. Give me sometime to come out of it and will update you guys with more love stories.
Please be honest guys how many of you tried or at least planned to visit the site http://www.successfulromance.com/ which was mentioned earlier. Hard luck to the guys who actually tried to visit. Its just a phony site.
Train Ride
Its just been an hour since I hit the office and I am already bored . Usually I clear all my mails before starting with other documents. Just went through all of them and found out that not many are my action items. I don't know since when this culture started, each and everyone is added in the mailing loop. 2 years in to this office I have learnt how to manage my time ( Save time by not doing useless work).
When I open the mail the first thing is check, is if my name appears in the "TO" or "CC" group.
IF " TO " Then read
IF " CC " Then Bang the delete button .
IF " CC " & " Funny Forwards " Then Spend extra time reading and enjoying it & Passing it to other friends and discuss about it during the lunch break.
As usual my day began 30 minutes late than I had actually planned to. If only I had the habit of waking up at the first sound of alarm, my life would be in a much better state. Due to this not getting habit of mine I have missed every damn thing that moves. Right from busses, trains, Flights and even Ships. Coming back to the way my day started, I boarded into the crowded train and the first thought that flased was " Damn again I have to stand all the way till I get down" and after that initial frustration went back to my daily routine of dreaming.
I generally start dreaming about my career and future, in no time it changes to dim light romantic surrounding with the best looking girl visible to me in that train. Today I happened to stand just behind a girl whom I actually presumed to be good looking. Any body from singapore will agree with me on this, every damn singaporean girls looks so hot from behind. Most of the time the frontal view is a big turn off. Though I had only the back view of the girl who was standing few inches away from me, I focused my attention on her T-shirt. Some thing cool was written on it, so I started reading. I was not able to read the last line which was written in a smaller font. Since the girl was shorter than me I bent down a litter to catch a glimpse of that printed matter on the back of her T shirt. It spelt " IF YOU CAN READ THIS, YOU ARE STANDING TOO CLOSE, GET BACK ". This is caled " Vaangi Katikirathu " in Tamil. Till I read this one I was in a drowsy mood, but after reading everything changed. I was brisk and flowing with energy. I should get embarassed every time before I enter into the meeting, only then I can keep myself awake.
Abusive Talent
Abusive Talent
In my first blog I had introduced myself. Now for the benefit of the friends who want to know me better here I go.... I have divided my life into 3 phases and I will be shedding more light on the 2nd phase. The reason being only in this phase I happened to do so many stupid things to get the attention of the opposite sex. Each phase lasts for 8 yrs. Ok guys i know everybody is good at maths and by now would have calculated my age.... First 8 yrs I spent a care free life in Bombay and then my dad got transfered to Trichy. OK OK i can understand ... you guys must be wondering what is the connection between the title of the blog and the story that I am writing. This is just to give a small build up before highlighting my talents to you guys.
My mother tounge is tamil and still I had difficulty talking in tamil initialy when i moved to trichy from mumbai. I knew only hindi as that was the only language I used to talk with my friends in my school. The first day at school in trichy was a night mare. Teachers were actually beating the guys with the cane. So Naive was I during those days, I actually started crying out of pity for those guys getting beaten. Slowly days passed by and everybody started making fun of the way I spoke Tamil. In few days time I figured out that I dont need to know the intrecacy of the language to prove my tamil status, all i had to do was to be fluent with my abuses and ppl will not tend to play smart with me. My focus and the will power to get the better of those guys instilled in me a great thirst to learn all the possible abuses. I was not a normal student at it, i spent a good number of hours trying to string few words and see if it rhyms well. My vocabulary improved a lot and I was ousted the thala (Head) of abuses. My spontainity was unchallenged.
After that things moved smoothly until I entered into the engineering college. Seniors were trying their best to be scary and stuff. I did one yr of engineering in Madurai Thyiagarjar college before moving to singapore for undergrad studies. Ragging is full fledged in Madurai. Couple of seniors really looked like the tamil movie villain Kabali. The first thing senior asks is that "Dei oru anju keta varthai solluda" ( Hey you, tell five abuses that you know). I was third out of 8 freshies standing in the line. First guy started listing out the words and when he was struggling to get his 4th word " SLAM " he gets a slap from seniors and asked to fight like brucee lee against the wall. Then goes the second guy same result and now the first guy has a partner to fight with. The second guy was to be Kamal Hassan, after everyknock from bruce lee he is supposed to cry like him. It was really funny to see that but we are not supposed to laugh or else namakku senthil maathiri adi vilugum ( if we laugh then we will be beaten like sentil, a tamil movie comedian known for getting beaten by Kounda Mani all the time).
3rd in the row is our HERO ( Thats me), and was posted with the same question to list out 5 words. Here goes the hero !&^&$^$*&%^*&)(*)(*_(+(*()&*&^*&%^$&#$#%&$^%^#$%&%&%%&%&&%&*&^*&**)(*_(_+(+()+)+_*()*(()&@*&^^&*(&@(&_*&()*)&*^*&^*_*(&(*)*)(&()*& oooooofffff!!! ( gasping for breadth ). This was followed by a heavy chearing by the surrounding seniors. Thats how I became known to the college world. Seniors used to use my name as an example when other freshies were being ragged. Thats the only time in my life I had set an example for.
THIS SETTTING AN EXAMPLE THING, DOOMED ANY POSSIBLE CHANCE LEFT FOR ME TO INTERACT WITH THE GIRLS OF MY COLLEGE. Hero does not accept his defeat ( the lost oppurtunity to put Kadalai ) so he finds a new strategy and starts portraying himself as a guy who is not interseted in girls. Namma hero didnt stop here slowly started giving "ACHAK" status ( it means a guy with a bit of feminine character with in) to guys who used to hang out in the shades of the girls. Beleive me or not in 1998 batch of ppl in my college NOT TALKING to girls and ignoring them was considered really cool ......... This was the outcome or pure vayatru erichal of the guys who were in the same boat as me. Beleive me, it was a sinking boat because majority of the population was in it.
To all the girls reading this blog.... Now our hero is a completely reformed guy and does not carry this attitude...
Spell Test 1 2 3 ... 3 2 1
I came to know of this blog thingi from my friend/housemate. He sounded quite fascinated by some postings. He recommended few blogspot addresses to start with. Its been a month since I first started as a silent spectator.
Picking up inspiration from reading the blogs finaly I am ready to take a holy dip into the world of blogs.
As a general norm I will start with my intro.
Finished my schooling from Trichy, loaded with mighty aspiration landed in a Tiny country named Singapore to do my undergraduation in Mechanical Engineering (98-02). I am working as a Mechanical Design Engineer for a Singapore Company specialising in the fabrication of offshore oil and gas production platforms. My company falls under the category of upstream Oil & Gas industry.
