quitting :D

I wouldn't update this blog anymore for time being (just adding a qualifier).
The penultimate post of mine "piedpipers 2" made me to think a lot.
The otherside's post reflects my thoughts :D on life.

I realise what I want is to put myself under pressure; pressure to perform; I m not happy with the way things are going.

I may or may not comment in your posts.

when I start again,lets start as if nothing happened in the mean time.

Till then I'll continue reading your blogs. you can be damn sure that I will be reading your posts(everyone of you ).
Incase you need me, just send me an oneliner. Next moment I ll be there for you.

Time to be a spartan. The pain of leaving this blog for time being is enormous. But then I quit when I know that I m getting addicted.

I love this blog. Truly,deeply,Madly..

P.s.
1) Nothing cryptic in this blog...atleast thats what I want you people to believe.

2) Im wondering what label I should give to this blog. LOL :))

3) Song im hearing right now: "walking through the rainbow" - 7G rainbow colony. The speciality of the song is its a good "fake".. thats it.

pied pipers - part 2

This guy taught me few things in life.
May be committing to someone ( he was committed to the gal for 12 years before he got married to her), may be managing people ( i never learnt it ..but then i knew how ppl should manage), may be inspiring people, may be getting things done, may be going that extra length for friends, may be by being honest.
I m proud that i was your junior and that too one of your favorite juniors after ronaldo and other members of the clan :).
I m so eager to see his little cute kid. The first kid who will call us Mama or uncle in the entire circle.



and this photo. How can I forget the occasion!. It was his convocation and we were there for his send off. The only thing i remember is that he told us this " dey ..place aagunga da " (dey,get placed)and he cried. It was recession and placements were tough. It was the first time i saw him crying. He had a nice job in hand and he cried for his juniors.... I ll take that sight to my grave. Period



and this is the view from our hostel windows. The gals hostel was just near by and it was considered to be a sacrosanct :P place. So the song which used to play was "april mayele.." and that was the period where I used to bunk classes so that I can sit near the window and wait for my favorite gal to pass (name of the favorite gal will be revealed in mail, if someone wants :D)



and this is the "accused" (just like in police station) photo :)..The accused is in JOKA ( sob sob :(( ). From tamil medium school in a village from tamilnadu to Joka, dude u rock.... and i still remember u telling me that im going to crack jampot the day i took the exam... may our dreams come true.



and this is ronaldo with senthil. Ronaldo's favorite maldini is in the photo pasted on the wall. I can never forget the sight of ronaldo and senthil eating a chicken. Nothing will remain. Not even bones. its a sight and treat to eyes.


and this is the saxon picture performing their last dance in the sacred stage of PSG. The gang which ruled regulars and clashed with the rivals barricaders.. standing in the center of deepak alias gundan. I still miss their "ooru vittu ooru" song. The passion with which we supported them in all functions...Legendary.
This is what im missing rite now..the passion, the innocence, the ability to do things and go that extra mile,the crushes, the love for songs :(. May be im a B-school grad rite now :)
P.s. Thank u sreelu.copied ur style.

kannathil muthamittal

some dialouges which i always liked in this movie (which i saw today with a mid term tomorrow..he he)
..
" we didnt adopt u. You adopted us"
..
" enna kalyanam kattipiya..amudhavakku ammava iruppiya" ( will u marry me and be a mother to amudha ?)
...
" kavala padatha.. kavala patta nee romba azhgha theriyara... (dont look sad..if u look sad u loook more beautiful)
...
" Gk.. intha free advicelam venam"....(gk dont give us free advice)
...
" amma , ore oru thadavai.. ore oru thadavai.. vandhuttu apparam poidunga.. "...
(Ma,come to me once and then leave...)
.....

some questions which can never be answered..

can he ever give a movie like this again.. ? ..i guess no
Simran, nandita das -- who is the best mother ?..no comments.
why wasnt this movie sent to oscars in place of the stupid,lifeless devdas ?....

I should have watched this movie atleast 30 times... still i can watch.

surprising..

.........
I wrote an exam for joining a club related to finance... I was selected.. I thought out of 40 candidates who wrote, i ll be the last.. infact i wanted to give the paper without writing my name over it...
but im in top 20 :D...
so i m forced to work for finance :))).... after a long time, i guess certain fast forward in career....
.........

guardian angel and cellphone

"Angel I need u..."
"what happened dear"
"nothing much.. read my blog"
"got it...sure baby.. u got a call this weekend"
"kewl.. will wait for the call"

Angel called.. My Guardian angel... (Not that u guys are not guardian angels.. but we need specialists rite :)) )

and in a unrelated incident...

I came to know that someone saw a cellphone in a road and didnt take it. The cellphone called me and told me that incident(Pan's labyrinth effect). Hmm... its a costly cellphone :(.

signing off with few midterms in this week as well...

ilamaran

yeah....

Ilamaran is a 16 year old boy. He doesnt know what is right and what is wrong.He is naive. He lives in an utopia. Ilamaran will die when they take me to the grave.
Since Ilamaran is naive and cannot deal with anyone else, Ilamaran will be my private blog....

p.s. Ilamaran-thendral : I got it after trying names like
Ponni
vaagai
vaigai
Neithal
thendral
anbuselvan
Every good Tamil name has been already registered :((.

me against me

second post in three hours.
no comments/mails expected for this post and I m not ready to speak about this to anyone.
This blog was/is my safety valve. I guess I need this today.

I have been fighting against my values. And my values win hands down. Im sad. Im happy. I cry. I laugh. I m proud. I sulk. I m selfish. I m selfless. I crib. I dont crib. I help. Im helpless. Im from PSG. Im from IIT.
I belong to my present college. My present college doesnt belong to me.
Im real. Im life. Im death. Im a shadow.

yeah... But I m a man. Not a sham or pretender.

I repeat once again. I do not want any help in any form. The only help you can do is to ignore this post and speak with me as if nothing happened. I hope to delete this post in few weeks.

Amen.

hmm ..interests

well, since i was asked by me (otherside's other side = me..what bull crap..its adi) to write a post on my interests (i was tagged by him), here it goes...(not in order..so arbit ordering)

1) NP hard problems... generally they are medium sized problems(atleast in SAT). So hard to solve. Does it apply to culture ? If we have a huge population or a small population, are we doomed to perish ? I was generally thinking about this. Y cant i put an exploratory paper on this ?

2) what do u call a field which apply maths to social sciences, links physics with management
computer science and finance... I want to work in such a field..

3) why kerala model works ? I guess almost all managers like macroeconomics...

4) "Counterpoint" in Indian music.. Has any other music director used it other than ilayaraja ?..

5) Make an intelligent movie for middle class unlike maniratnam or karan johar. I want life in my movie and the cast will be
Kamalhasan -- villain
Mohanlal -- comedian
surya or vikram -- Hero
Nandita das / meera jasmine -- heroine

6) why do people think alike ? After I read "culture and psyche", I try to attribute whatever I do to freudism or some shit like that.

7) Dark,thin gals. I want to "explore" them :).

8) How and why does "Times of India" sell ? I guess finding answer to this should be easy.

9) Learn guitar. Atleast once in lifetime, I have to play his Bass-guitar special songs.

10) Listen and appreciate different genres of music.

At this point, I looked again into adi's posts. I saw some entry like "an applied field of unrelated functional domains" which is similar to what i said in point 2 ?

11) find out what is success...? is it a process or state ? y is it driving me crazy ?

12) start a quit club(like fight club). Suddenly you resign, move out of the place, roam for 10 days, come back and search for a job. I guess it will be exciting :)

13) Learn basketball ... Late but still I want to learn it. I love the gracefulness of the game. slam Dunk....

I guess I should go back now and read operation research for the mid term on Friday. Pausing my interests for time being...

The "other side" of the story

Isn't it misleading ? The topic, I mean..
Well the post is about me;
Ronaldinho's dribbling, Rahman's yesteryear Music, Vairamuthu's Lyrics, My arbit actions(rather whose arbit actions ?)..

Few years ago:

I enter a room. Senthil is sitting in one corner. M is sitting in other corner. I ask senthil whether we can go out for dinner. Senthil approves. M tells me that he would like to join us. I tell M to fuck off. Straight in the face......
No diplomacy. Diplomacy is/was/will be for nice guys.
But then, I never felt alone in UG. I was full of life. I did what I felt like doing.

These days:

"Hey buddy..whats up".. As ashok says how the hell am i supposed to answer this question. I know that the question doesn't come from heart. It comes from mouth and is used for "networking" ( a widely used lingo in B school)...
But then I'm back to UG mindset.

I got what I wanted to get from this college.
One more addition in the portfolio. But then this is little different. The other sex :) brings the other perspective :)
A new role in this relationship which my friends played to perfection and it is offered on a platter to me :). Hope I do a nice job.
I don't gave a damn about the taking out debacle.
I give what the fuck look to people who are mean to my other side in the college. But then I do not tell them I have the other side. Like shiva's third eye.

Its like the Tyler in the fight club
"quit your job. Start a fight. Prove that you are alive"
Time to prove the world I'm alive. Bloody well alive and dangerous.

Kindly don't expect me to be chivalrous, diplomatic, flirty any more.
I dont give a damn about any new "whats up" relationships.

P.s.
1) @otherside: Your presence in my life from now on is acknowledged. You should put a century partnership.

2) @Trio(u three know who this refers to ): I dont have time for you guys any more :) for some more weeks..

3) @Ronaldo: Get out of the fucking company and try to do MBA :). Put some money in my account. Im fast depleting my resources :(

It has started...............the year of the scorpion.

taking out debacle

Well,
Lesson number 1: If you are not comfortable with someone, then dont ask them out.
Lesson number 2: Be ready for Googlies.

Me: " Can I take you out for lunch ? just like that and nothing serious"
she doesnt respond.
She doesnt respond for another 30 minutes..
I Sms my other side.
Other side replies " what did she say ?"
I Sms my other side " waiting for result".
Then I call crimemaster gogo.
After I return back, I buzz her again " u thr"
She replies " yea"

Now I infer that the answer is no; And I strangely do not feel anything sad about this. I felt a tinge of sadness as this was my first attempt :-);

I reply back; " Thats kewl. Nothing serious about what I asked; and I just wanted to know whether you read what I typed."
Then I go for a meeting.
I come back
I have a message " what did you ask"

Me (thinking ) what the fuck

I reply back : " that was about what i sent u"
She : " what did u send me"
I : " I asked u out for lunch , just like that and since u didnt respond, I thought that u said no"
She : " oh. I thought that it was spam "
Me (thinking) : Jesus christ.... Am I that dumbo that I wont ask any gal out..
She : " is there any specific thing to it or is it generally"
Me (Thinking) : what the fuck shuld i answer ? More importantly what the fuck is the right answer to this question.
Ohh ..here i miss my other side.
cant someone attempt this question or cant i ignore this one.
I : " generally. Arbit "
SHe : " In that case i do not know more about you to come out with u"
me (thinking) : what.. thats y i want to take u out u moron...so that i can know more about u. If we both each other very well, there is no need for taking out. Its a direct engagement and commitment.

I : " thats kewl."
She: " probably later :) "
Me (thinking): yeah get some 2 kids with some guy and we have all the time in the world. we just have 50 more days here u dumbo.

SHe: " Do u know ? some xxx got some yyy call from some zzz college"
Me (thinking) : wait for a moment. Am i going crazy now ? .. I ask u out . U say no and u send me this trivial piece of info which im supposed to know :(( ?????
I : " is it a guy or gal ?". ( still some vital info shuld be collected)

She: " a guy"

Me(thinking): k..lets call it a day.. a guy ha :(

p.s. :

1) Is taking out a gal the first step or intermediate step or the final step ? I thought that i was intermediate step. Dear close friends who read this, can u help me out :) ?

2) I am happy :). I had 1001 works to do.
I have 1000 works to do.

3) I made a humourous(atleast tried to) post out of it. Because only my close friends read this and just to tell u guys that I m not affected by this "No".

Arbit 'o' Arbit

Program Test post. (Checking performacing extension in Mozilla firefox)

If (test post == success)

{

printf("%s",Mozilla rocks);

}

else

{

printf("%s",Mozilla still rocks);

}



p.s. Feels nice to write a C program ( with lots of mistakes :)) after a long time.

powered by performancing firefox

She...

She dated a simple,elegant,fun-loving,liberal,broad-minded,honest guy. They both decided to get married. It was her decision.

She had her Mother's face. Her father told her that. She was able to understand.

She started her own mechanical company as she wanted to employ unskilled labour. It was her decision. She got a loan from her father ( she insisted on a loan though her father wanted to gift the money.)

She worked as a consultant for a big conglomerate. She quit the job. It was her decision.

She gave many carnatic concerts. Music was her passion.

She pursued management degree from premier institute in India. It was her decision.

She got her book published by a big publishing company. Writing came naturally to her.

She worked for a biotechnology company. She was one of the founders of the company which wanted to provide low-cost medicines to people.

She graduated. She wanted to be entrepreneur. No one in the family objected to her wishes.

She played basketball representing Tamilnadu. She loved basketball.

She joined IIT madras. That was the best college in the country at that time. Her father's close friend was a big professor at IIT. She was crazy about engineering right from her childhood. She dreamt big.

She read a lot of books. She lived in the book world. She slept only for 6 hours a day.

She loved her father a lot. She loved her mother too. Though her mother was not as intelligent or as loving as her father, she had no choice.

She was loved by her father's and her mother's friends. They considered her as their own daughter. Prominent among them were a big industrialist, a big software guru, etc... It was too long to list her parents friends.

She spoke about her political views in the family. The family respected her choice.

She spoke about the latest crush she had in the school with her parents. They laughed. But they stepped in when they felt that she needed their help.

She was always given the option of doing or not doing a certain thing. She took her own decision. If it was not sensible, the faults were pointed out.

She didn't top the class. She was not forced to memorize. Though math and science came naturally to her.

She was three years old. Her parents were able to spend time for her inspite of their busy schedule.

She was called as amudha. Her name in the school records might be different though.

She had her mother's face. Though she couldn't understand that her father often said that.

She was born (or adopted by) to me and some xxxxxxxxxxxx.

p.s. Strong felt the urge of writing this........ donno y :)

The heroes

"Kamal hassan or Mohanlal" ?. I guess most of us would take a stand on this topic. I do know few people who think that kamal overacts. When it comes to talent in other aspects, kamal wins hands down.
He can sing, dance (started as choreographer), direct, produce, write lyrics. He lives for cinema. Now when it comes to acting, the real debate starts. Mohanlal is a king when it comes to day to day roles. Kamal reigns in author backed roles. Not many have acted as a charlie-chaplin, psycho-path, Humanist, buffoon and so on.
Now coming to overacting syndrome, it is important to understand from the cultural context. I believe that dramatic tenor has always been part of tamil culture. If you speak with people from South tamilnadu, you can understand the accent, the stress, the emotional palette which they bring out with their body language. Even subtle things like love, friendship are expressed with variety of emotions. Naturally kamal(hailing from paramakudi near ramanathapuram) portrays in his acting.

Watched veyil( sunshine ) during the vacation. Watching the movie was an exhilarating experience. It filled me with subtle emotions of childhood. Bharath's character portrays the angry young man of madurai and I derived the kamal-mohanlal difference from Bharath's character. Pasupathi came up with a class act. In one word, tamil movie industry at present is malayalam movie industry of 80's. Raw talent can be seen everywhere.

P.s. 1) After a long time, I came up with a post which doesn't speak about my life :).
2) I like mohanlal :-).
3) Waiting for Bala's Njan kadavul. Move over manirathnam. Time for you to exit Tamil field.

Moonam thampuran

Chumma...(Mohanlal style).
This post is to celebrate a new phase of life. Its unbelievable when someone points out that twenty days ago I was in crush with a girl and the crush does not exist any more.Hmmmm, One more unlucky girl in this universe exists from 2007(Gentlemen, Humility is my virtue.)

The most important thing that is frightening me now is my career. I cant land up in soup once more in my life. But thats the challenge and I am relishing it.

And the best thing is optimism. Optimism in transcending relationships, events unfolding now and future; Optimism in wearing new masks, in undergoing pains, in failures and learning; Optimism in exploring new areas; Optimism in LIFE. Period.

Things I enjoyed during vacation:
Rice fields, bright sunlight, heat and humidity, friends, Trip to God's own country, Food and sleep(not exactly in same order)

I'm damn happy in life. I was, I am and I will be; I did not have any new year resolutions. Its funny to note some new year resolutions. New year doesn't exist for me. Each day is new and fresh. Each day is an opportunity. Each day is passport to success. Each day is my day.

Song: "Oru nalil" from pudhupettai which reflects my mood (style copied from kuttan).

p.s. Oflate I feel that the posts are bragging about me. But my marks(results) are not showing the trend. May be its time to CRACK THEM......

Pied pipers

I have been fascinated by 'pied piper' right from college days. Well not the piped piper of the stories which we read; real world piped pipers. This post does not include the readers of this blog among whom I know few more piped pipers.

Zinc mine manager(Zinc):
Zinc and Yours truly were schoolmates and continued as college mates. So I had the privilege of knowing Zinc right from childhood days. Zinc was a natural charmer. Birds used to flock him even in a conservative and semi-urban society in which we were brought up. Zinc is one of the best non-judgemental guys I have ever met in my life. It was not the looks,but attitude; Zinc was more of entertainment to us as well. When he comes to the room to discuss something, we know that its ++Zinc.count(). We listen to him patiently about his new exploits. However we were pretty pissed off when he broke commitment to a girl and went for wrong choice. We decided that day that advices don't work in real world even if it comes from a close friend. But the duty to do so remains :D. Breaking a committment still remains a taboo for the Scorpion Clan.

Insect:
The next one is acquaintance in the college. Insect was a batchmate but ended up as my junior due to ragging issue and was debarred for an year. Insect just follows his instincts. He reads "Brief history of Time" before physics exam, sees "azhagi" film for 10+ times ( I was watching the movie on 5th day and Insect was sitting next to me watching it for 10th time in 5 days in the theatre). His selection interview in a famous database company is legendary in college. He didn't know "C" but managed to clear aptitude exam with C questions just by common sense and cracked the interview with algorithm knowledge(and Insect is an automobile engineer).

Spring:
The third one is acquaintance in IIT where I was doing my PG. I learnt that humility is a virtue from Spring. Spring dopes; Spring smokes; Spring bunks classes; Spring sleeps in class; Spring likes guitar; The only thing Spring does in the VLSI class was to write guitar notes or solves Maths puzzles. Spring doesn't believe in learning concepts and applying them. Spring thinks that Mortals do it. Spring believes in finding the concepts(yeah.. U r not supposed to learn them but intuitively find them in exam)and solving the problems in the exam. Spring was a physics god and was engima to most of his friends.

(The end).........

P.s. Zinc Mine manager ditched that gal. Now He's in love with a gal from Telugu land. Hope this time he marries her and settles down. His professional life is total success. One of the fastest rising person in corporate ladder.

Insect ended up as a placement committee member(not sure whether he was secretary) in the Top most business school(yeah u guessed it correct ! "A" for ass) and works as a consultant now.

Spring couldnt get a decent reco from his proff. So he didnt go to US. He ditched 7 digit salary from top MNC and is currently doing his Phd in mathematics in Madras from Mat science Institute for a stipend of 3000. But I m pretty sure that Spring will end up as a big scientist in near future.

a song to my Pals

I wanted to remain aloof for sometime. But an incident pulled me back to this blog.
This was about a confused friend of mine who was not clear with his life.

This is a conversation which I had with my friend
Me: " What r u doing these days ?"
He: " calling her. Speaking for hours together in phone"
Me: " For how many years will you continue to do this. Y dont u propose "
He: " She will not accept and next year anyway she is getting married"
Me: " then why r u still speaking with her if all is over"
He: " just for the kick of it. :D"

welcome to club my dear friend.. Let's party for the "kick".
I was worried whether you enjoyed your life; whether you knew who's your kind of gal. Now I am happy that you do both.

Few days back I got a shock. Well I went to a shop and asked for a chocolate !!. I used to hate chocolates few months back. I never liked the taste. Once I started eating it, i realised that i have changed a lot. Not only with chocolates but also in other aspects of my character. To reflect my new personality, I needed a new blog. So I m seriously thinking of shifting to a new blog. I might shift.

I decided to dedicate a song to few people(the college clan and school friends are excluded).

->"kaatukulle" from thalapathi. This song goes to you. Allow your mind to fly and live the dreams. Enjoy scotland country side.

->"vanam nammaku" from anjali. This song goes to a person who is destined to do great things

->"yenai kanavileye" from kadhal desam. This song goes to love struck friend who likes rahman and who likes a program analyst(he he). All the best machan. Its a big step(u know why) and hope you both put a century partnership.

->"putham puthu " from thiruda thiruda. This song goes to a person (well I ll go cryptic here) who likes rahman and who I am not sure is enjoying the life. Enjoy and chillax.

->"oru ooril" from kakka kakka. This song goes to future writer and journalist(you are as wild as Jo in that song(not the movie). Thanks for allowing me to be my own at all times and keeping my spirits up(you know when). Wanted to write a testimonial to you. But need some more time to gauge you properly. Sorely miss u as my batch mate. Y the fuck did u crack xat three years ago :) ?

->"kalayana malai" from puthu puthu arthangal. This song goes to the fastest rising friend in the corporate ladder. Graduate engineer to a Manager in three years. Machan, I m sure you will be the vice president of that bloody zinc mine in another 4 years.

->"poo pol poo pol" from minnale. This song goes to a gal who showed affection(not love, my dear audience)in her eyes when she told me that I got through in summers. I had to erase whatever opinion I had on you. Extreme scorpions(me) are not compatible with Leos( I dont believe in astrology though) ???.

->"Onnam raagam padi" from thoovana thumbigal. This song goes to me. For I believe that at present I am in a position similar to Mohanlal's position. Couldn't show my real me in this damn place. I have to control my emotions, maintain my diplomacy, couldnt know who is the real one(cryptic mode here) , and yet maintain double life (one in blog,mails to my friends and other in real life at JIM).

But I get the kick out of this whole damn thing. Though I get a hard kick in me being myself in mails and this blog. I love my life and nothing can screw my life :D.

addiction

I m addicted to thoughts
Thoughts of pleasure
I m addicted to words
Words of a painter
I m addicted to blogs
Blogs of my kind, ( comma in the sentence..... muahahaha)
I m addicted to sleep
Sleep of my conscience

I m addicted to de-addiction
De-addiction of my addictions

Let me De-addict,
In the name of
Father,Son and the Holy spirit.
Let the spirit of Finance, Mathematics take over my soul which has been badly battered by the attacks from the Neighbour.

P.s. Feeling depressed of late. So back to basics with the proverb
"work when nothing works"
Will be out of action till my end term.

a gal

The post sucks.. STILL this is my blog and I don't write for audience(no this is not an alibi. I'm dead serious)
Go ahead at your own peril.

I had dinner with my friend here. He passed out from IIT kanpur and one of the rare genius who can be found across campus.
The conversation:
Initially it started from Financial management, some randomization algorithm, market hypothesis and grades. Suddenly,
Me: " Machan. I need a girl"
He: " what ! (He was crunching his masala dhosa and was taken aback by this out of blue statement from me)"
Me: " a gal..."
He" " for what "
Me: " for talking. I have to know How they feel . I want to feel and realise that"
He: " what kind of " ( Well he is not a pimp and doesn't intend to be. But still)
Me: " Not the usual girlish ones. I hate girlish gals" (as if im the only one in the world with an extraordinary taste)
He: " Thats the problem with us IITians. We can't cope up with the girlish ones"
so decided to come up with a post about the types I found in my life

1) Pink shoes category
I love them. I adore them. :))

2) The Whining category.
Depends on what they fret about. If its about nail polish, you can safely leave them in a mental asylum

3) The Page 3 category
Well this category can be a double edge sword. They can help you during the interviews and smoke a "joint". Liking them depends on whether you belong to page3 category.

4) The Muggu variety
This category will be six pointer (in JIM parlance - Equivalent to nine pointer in Engg) in Gas courses. But they can't crack Analytical courses. Ideally this variety will be preferred by companies who need people who can do same work, day in and day out, speak with clients, settle down by getting married with a high salary. I have nothing against them.

5) The attitude category
if a gal has fair skin and nice figure, the probability of belonging to this category is very high. The probability increases if she is the only one around.
You need to be a bradd pitt to approach them.

6) The caste category
Of late I found this new category. This includes girls who think that family name is important ( as their surname)

7) The Tomboy attitude category
The rarest one. This category can show symptoms of any other category (for a while) as they have to succumb to peer pressure now and then.

8) The laid back variety
Tough to find gals of this kind. In case you find someone in this category, do let me know. I know only the varieties which CRY in case they don't get jobs in the first day of the campus. This does not include lazy ones. Just includes Easy going variety.

9) The "CATEGORY"
well this includes all girls I like..Believe me this category doesn't have exact features. But typically broadminded,analytical(haven't seen many in my life), stable / Mercurial (yeah I like both), passionate, has got a classy outlook;

P.S. Categories can overlap :)). But broad contours remain

If death strikes

Thanking Surya for giving me permission to blatantly copy her post. I am not changing anything in her post except few deletions (whatever is not appropriate to my life). I guess I can’t do any justice to the post unlike her. Anyway my additions are below her words
“
My friends, when and if I die
Be it from accidents or diseases (No suicides definitely),
I would request you to honour my decision
The same way you honour me now.

Instead, pour out shots of tequila as potent as my zest for life
Generous quantities of red wine with the intense colour of my thoughts
Share many a story about me around a warm winter fire.

How, I made you laugh and cry
Made you angry and was your sedative
How I stood for truth and lied so easily-
Chew on them, along with some of my favourite food.

My friends, if I ever make a sudden journey,
Do not feel betrayed, do not fret
Even if it a surprise
For both me and you

Feel happy for me,
Live life the way I wanted to live
Making mistakes, happy, passionate
Enjoying long walks, good songs and dancing all night

Divide my books,
Pick and choose; take everything between yourselves
Do drop in at my parent's home in blue moon nights.

Live your life such that
I can leave mine without guilty
Safe in the knowledge
Of you taking care of yourself and my loved ones.

Amen.”


I wanted to smoke one cigarette in my life preferably in a hill station like munnar. I am not going to do that in my life for sure. Someone smoke that for me after my death.

This is for my best friends. One has been, is, will be my soul throughout my life (We have been friends for the past 23 years.). “Live life king size, senthil”. Live my dreams as well. Da, my life is not complete with you. :)
One doesn't know that I write blog. Hence I will leave him alone for a moment.
"The clan" - Toast me whenever you guys have a drink(smirnoff preferably)
The last will take care of himself . Kuttan, you have been one of the inspirations in my life. I know that you hate advice and I don’t have anything to offer you. You will live your life.


This part will be common for all close friends.


Remember me when you see someone wanting to adopt a kid.
Remember me when you listen to ilayaraja music on a full moon night
Remember me when you come across my past crushes. Tell them I loved them at different times of my life and my life would not have been complete without them.
Remember me when suchi says “Hello Chennai” in Radio Mirchi; when you go to Besant nagar beach; when you drink chaya or eat bread omlette in late nights;
Remember me when someone confesses his love for “The HINDU”, “Frontline”.
Remember me when you watch anbe sivam, kannathil mutthamital , azhagi or any good mohanlal movie.
Remember me when you come across a person who can’t flirt properly, who feels shy to ask any girl out(anyone who screws up relationship very easily)
Remember me when you see someone struggling to face the audience from the stage.
Remember me when you read ayn rand or any good book, blog.
Remember how I hated people who can’t speak their mother tongue(includes all fraud mallus).
Remember me when you see someone who doesn’t care about attire.
Remember me when you see someone who likes dark skinned heroine, tomboys(in attitude).
Remember me when you see someone speaking about Tamil literature and culture effortlessly(ideally he should speak about economic impact of Dravidian movement, cut-out politics, Periyar’s legacy). WTF ???? (I typed this. I am retaining this).

Amen.

you committed suicide

you committed suicide last nite
you hanged urself in ur room
you didn't tell anyone of your close friends that you were in distress.
you didn't have any bloody reasons.
you told me about your career ambitions yesterday afternoon in the mess.
you spoke to me for 3 hours in library two days ago
you were my mentor here at JIM.
you persudaded me to take JIM.
I know you for the past 7 years.
you were always cheerful and intelligent.
But it seems you had a core which asked you to destroy yourself.
I loved you for what you were.
you left us in a guilt feeling that we could have done something to prevent you from doing it.
you left me crying the whole nite.
None of our friends from PSG could believe that you did it.
PSG and JIM lose their presitigious student.
Dear Chandramohan, May your soul rest in peace.
(No comments for this post unless you know chandramohan personally. Thanks. I hope this post relieves part of my guilt)