Thursday, December 15, 2005

North India Trip!



Now I say to myself, one of the best decisions I had taken is to go ahead with the trip with my class meets… Since I had earlier thought of pulling from the trip… Most memorable trip in my college days… Lots of enjoyment… sight seeing.. photos… fun…

Every event needs some preparations.. So does this.. Indeed more this time.. This is planned as an Industrial visit officially.. Along with it the other itinerary joins.. We had earlier work cut out lots of days before.. We tried desperately for a company in Delhi or Noida.. But all efforts ended in vain.. Then getting the count for the trip.. After my PS end date.. I had one day to prepare of the trip… within that I had to do my final project presentation.. It was a tight schedule.. But prepared earlier and was able to cope with it..

<>Here is short map that’s planned for the trip… Cbe -> Chennai -> Delhi -> Chandigarh -> Simla -> Manali -> Amristar -> Delhi -> Jaipur -> Agra -> Chennai -> Chennai -> Cbe.

Some of most interesting and enjoyable moments of the trip was the train journey.. where we had uno played all through it.. srihari & his map explorations… mysore express… myself and gops photo session… Dum C.. some good videos…

Then on reaching Delhi.. we went to “1 Akbar road” Indira Gandhi memorial… It was inspirational and patriotic.. She was a great leader.. I wanted to get some snaps.. But its prohibited inside the house.. Delhi being the capital.. It was a clean and good city.. The roads were good as far as we traveled.. The same day evening shopping in ‘karol bagh’ [spelled incorrect]. It was a huge street market.. Everything you would like to get is available.. All you need to get things is not money.. But little Hindi.. and bargaining skills.. we made a quick walk to the end of the market and returned back.. Not pre planed to get chosen things.. Though managed to get few small things..

Then early morning travel to Chandigarh… toughest and most tiring part of the trip is to load and unload 60 odd luggage from the top of the bus.. L To say about chandigarh.. It’s the most planned city and a clean city we could ever visit.. All roads were four lane clean.. and good.. I wished BTM layout also could have plan like the same… J

Then to simla.. The temperature had already started to fall down.. In simla we were able to get some good nature photography.. then the large snake.. the yark.. the painful horse journey [not for me! instead the horse]. Then over night travel to manali.. most tiresome part of the trip.. being tall.. it was hectic to sit in the bus for such a long time.. next day was fortunately a rest day.. spent most of the time in the hotel.. One thing I thought I missed in the trip would be manali shopping.. were some of my friends were able to sketch their name on a grain! That was cute and good..

The same night evening was camp fire.. were we had lots of fun.. but the climate did not allow us to stay long.. still we managed to have fun.. I did not participate much, since I was behind the lens! Next day we went to Rotang pass. It was most steepest hill road I have ever traveled. Approx it was 13000 ft above sea level… then one the way we had snow on the roads and was not able to proceed further.. then snow.. and snow fighting.. cool snaps.. towards the end bad luck struck a few of us.. we missed the sumo that was supposed to pick us and we went about 1km and had to walk back to find it.. not last but least.. final blow of snow from one of my class meet tore of my lips… returned almost exhausted.. due to time constraint we missed a Buddhist monastery on the way.. early morning we started to amristar.. on hill journey was the most scenic beauty one could ever see.. There was a river that follows us for most of the hill journey..

Later full day travel to Amristar.. Gloden temple was beautiful in both day light and night.. But the streets we took to travel was bad.. next day was “Jallianwala bagh” and Indo-pak border.. It was honor to witness the flag lowering ceremony.. emotions ran high on both ends as the ceremony went on.. we then have to rush out of Punjab border to avoid tax for the next day.. Then to Delhi.. again shopping.. most of them managed to get bags of things.. but I returned empty handed.. first saying I did not have the patience to stand and bargain.. secondly we were tired..

Jaipur was next on the list.. Great places.. with excellent engineering plan, architecture and craft work in the places they lived.. shopping the pink city in the same evening.. managed to get a kurtha this time.. then the final showdown.. Agra and Tajmahal! No wonder its One of the wonders of the world! It was huge and awesome to everyone.. We reached when it was almost dawn.. Now they started to maintain it from pollution.. no vehicles were allowed hear it.. only battery cars take us there.. each part of the architecture was magnificent.. wondering this was done for a women! J

Back in train.. more fun.. nagpur oranges on the way.. Chennai.. awesome food in dk’s house.. nice sleep.. managed to start from Chennai.. despite of cyclone warnings.. so far so good.. ticket checks in train.. flying squad.. raised a few eye brows.. finally everything went smoothly.. what else “Home sweet home!”

Few people to be credited are the bus driver.. He was a machine.. driving all day and night.. Esp the manali route was with twist and turn for every 5th second.. then long plains to amristar.. Hats off to him.. Then the cook who came along with us.. Great food.. made us feel like in home.. kept us all healthy.. Great work from the three guys! Next the person who loaded the luggage’s for us on the bus.. Just lifting itself is tiring job.. Just imagine around 60 luggage’s.. it was not an easy job.. he was strong to that.. next the faculty who accompanied for the trip.. Even thought some of them had visited the places earlier.. they joined us.. and in spite of their inconveniences they managed to support and guide us all along.. thanks to them.. finally the travel agent Senthi ji and Kalidas ji.. were friendly and fun all along the trip.. kaling comedy was great asset all along! J

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Bye bye Bangalore!

208 days! Yes, 208 days in Bangalore. Every beginning has an end! My Bangalore chapter has come to an end. Being a student it was a great opportunity and experience being here. My PS was a great place to work. Lots of up’s and down’s, But still managed to climb up the ladder. I still ask to myself. Did I intent to do the work I was supposed to do when I came here. May be Yes, or may be No. I’m not the correct adjudicator. Missing a lot in Bangalore! Esp Radiocity… Legend of the Rocks… Morning Cab… Ammu’s kitchen lunch… new friends [Haann ji]… Kim [thanks for citing me in your blog]… TT… Sunday Krishna café… KSB… Melodies dinner… Sleepy afternoon… Conf calls… Mail threads… Long coffee talks… CSCM… My crazy team… Remo…

Final day was more memorable… Lots of flashing lights all around! Snaps were taken all around… Said bye bye to all my peers… seniors… saw everyone I wanted to see J… farewell mails… printouts… backups… then one last trip in the office Cab back home…

My Crazy Team!

Thursday, November 17, 2005

6 more working days!

Countable numbers!!! 6 more days to end my ps.

A dull spirit starts to conquer my mind... Every place in the campus has a memory to tell me! I don know if I would return here again... Great team... great white collar job.. missing them after these days.. I wanna to get back to college soon.. but don want to miss this careless life of Bangalore.. hoping that I would return back one day...

hmm.. lets have some fun..

Hoping that everything should happen as it should happen..

Monday, November 14, 2005

Zero to Hero [Lance - Man on wheels]

Q: What would you say your greatest victory? 'Winning the Tour de France' or 'Fighting Cancer'.
Lance: Fighting cancer!

Both the words 'Tour de France' and 'Cancer' are frighting for us. Last Sunday (Nov 13) I saw a biography of the greatest sports man this world has ever seen, "Lance Armstrong". It was so inspirational and made me write this blog. Sharing them with you...


Lance was young lad from the town of Texas. He started his childhood career as a triathlon athlete. Then soon he found his Superior bicycling skills and became a professional bicycler. By the time he had a few Junior tournaments under his belt. He was recognised by few teams in USA and was funded. Then he joined team Motorola which was his major boost.

'Tour de France' - Most enduring test for any athlete. Toughest ever in a cyclist career. Tour de France is a 3 weeks race to cover various plains and hills of France. Extreme athlete dare to take it. Each county is represented by a coloured Jersey. The winner of a stage is privileged to wear his country's jersey. Lance won 8th stage in 1993. 18th stage in 1995, but he was not able to celebrate since his team mate 'Fabrio' lost his life in a crash.

Then it was 2nd October 1996, Lance had his first symptoms that he was not well. Then was rushed to the hospital and diagnosed of 'testicular cancer' in his lungs. He was immediately operated the next day morning and was successfully removed from cancer. Then after sufficient rest, he was back on wheels. But things became worse, once during a practice session in France he came to his feet. It was diagnosed as cancer again, but this time in Brain. It was well grown, that the doctors said Lance chances of survival was less than 50%. But he was operated and was removed from cancer cells. Lance also under went chemotherapy thrice. He felt it was the end of his career. His sponsors with drew from
him. But he recovered and announced for a need of sponsor. No one turned back.

This motivated Lance to prove them all wrong. His turning point was 'US Postal team' that invited Lance. with the spirits running high,he came back with a bang. He won the 1999 Tour de France for every ones surprise. Then he was able to repeat it on 2000, also the bronze in 2000 Sydney Olympics was added to it. But the media tried to push him down with a doping scandal, which was proved wrong. Then he repeated again, again and again.


He was the Tour de France champion for a record 7 consecutive years. A person once thought that it was end of his life with cancer to come up and win such a demanding race both physically and mentally is miracle. Then he retired from racing. He then found the
LiveStrong for cancer victims and survivors and to raise awareness about cancer.

Use full links helped me are
http://www.lancearmstrong.com/
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lance_Armstrong
[P.S: If some of the statistics provided in my post are wrong, please bear with me. Its up to my knowledge.]

Tuesday, November 8, 2005

Few Good Snaps after a Long time!

My Name plate!
Get-together Lunch on Ethnic day!
This was taken on the day of Second review, from left myself, Pradeep (MCA alumini), Dk (myclass). Finally we were able to get this when the battery was running out!

Count down Begins!

Every beginning has an end. Its November and time to say Good bye! From now on 13 working days more to end my PS. :(

It was beginning of March '05. We burnt the late night fuel in preparation for the Interview. We learnt how long the rabbit hole goes. CPP was really interesting and awesome. Lots of materials and books. I was in the 8-9 group. Judgement day, March 18th. Then joined on May 2nd. New place, new people, all was new... Hence to sum up with certain words between dots.. here it is...

lazy life... morning shuttle... ksb... Sunday Krishna cafe, curry leaf... occasional cricket... conf calls... mail threads... cafe vetti manga... carom board ;)...

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Most Memorable Day In My PS!

It was Friday October 21st 2005, reminders beeping in Dk's mobile I woke up. Dressed up for office, and was about to start. Something strikes my head, "My dress did not look good". What to do? A change in last minute. Removed my shirt in a flash and took Dk's shirts in the staircase grill and started to button up. Reached office and checked mail, something serious. Yes, I was assigned a critical job to be done on Monday. The approval document was the most frightening thing I have ever read. Lots of formal procedures. Also its was a farewell day!

Clock ticked away, not in a mood to work. So opened my usual stuff's to browse through. Then the buzz began to come to my ears. I could hear lots happening around me, people are busy moving here and there. Then a guy came near me and asked if my packing is ready. :-( no I was not ready to move. I even did not start to pack my things! I knew I had only a few things to pack, so carelessness. Then something happened. Some else was also in my bullpin. I could see those bright eyes. Those bright eyes, bordered with a lining of eye liner. She carried a bunch of papers in her hand. Then a smile stated to spawn in my lips. Some one stood before me, she wore her usual dress. Seeing her soo close of the first time.

I started to work as though, I dint notice her. But something happened someone calling "Vijesh" I turned back. "You are Vijesh right?" I responded immediately "yes". Know what, I even noticed her coming near from my monitor screen. Then as though committed serious to my work, I listened to her instructions. I did not talk back, then she left. Did lighting strike me. I turned back, looking at my monitor I started laughing. Mean while some one asked me something, I replied laughing. Then thought started to fall in my mind, will I be able to talk to her again?

Then I was worried by the frightening document that came on that morning. Then read the document concentrated, humm there struck a clue. What clue? What for? Simple, to talk to her again. Stood up glanced my surrounding. To my surprise it was deserted. No one was there. Then waited and wished she comes back. clock ticked again........ Now could hear papers shuffling around, stood again. Humm there she stood. Then waited for the moment she would come again. Then she came, I said," Excuse me!" oops she did not hear that in the conversion she had. Then again, but still in a louder voice, "Excuse me!" She turned back. I had already framed my question, So I asked it in one flight. She said a little answer. Then I stressed further in my question, then she gave a long sentence as that it would be done. But I noticed that she stammered in between. Humm she stammered!!!

Then new things around me. I knew I would have some change. But it was different after reaching there. It was a silent, remote and dull :(. But the ambiance of light was good and good to have a change too. Then had a little work to be done and finished it. As usual my evening mails were sent. Then with a dull spirit started to cafe with my friends. Then returned back, with smiles all around. Had a nice loud laugh of conversation with my friends. Then plans changed radically. We did not go to BTM that day, else decided a different place to rest. So will be starting my 8.30 cab. Before that I had one job undone, What job? I have to join Gym today. I gained lots of weight after coming to bangalore. So decided to get on some fitness training. Got the NOC from doctor in the afternoon. Then walked to Gym along with Dk... After desperate effort to try to get some help in opening the door. Since the door had an authorised access. Finally a EE entered in, so did we...

Entering in I had a shock of my Life. I saw those bright eyes again. Could stop myself from laughing, So I have to turn back and laughed. She was working out with the help of the instructor. Then I stood there until the instructor arrived near us. During the first time I went to the Gym, my eyes started to explore around and could see nice steel equipments. I can remember them all well. Also the previous time, my food tapped for the music that blasted inside. But this time I was not able to recollect anything except [...]. Then was told to come on Monday for one more fitness test. Left the place with a heart full of memories.

Opps! Whats time now? 1:40 am! What am I dreaming or What? :-)

Thursday, October 20, 2005

The Road Not Taken!

Yes it was the road not taken, still traveling in the same...

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
...
...
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference
-Robert Frost

! 02MW39 !

Monday, October 10, 2005

Queen of Hills! Explored one of its kind!

Ooty!
I cannot write more about this trip...
But could share some photos. May be we will climb them again soon!

Let me introduce them first from left: Ragu, Myself, Sri, Sethu(standing). Its the pine trees behind ragu's house. Great place to hang out. At the foot of the Hill is the grassland. Crossing several pine hills lead to the 6th mile.

This seems to be a nice nature photography from here. But after travelling that FOG it was scary! Have a look at the time 16:50.
It cant get worse than this! Look @ the time 17:50. See the visibility percentage. Bad it was. We came down to the foot of the hill only using certain red danger lights that were before us. Click on the image and look closer @ the comments! :(

Thursday, September 29, 2005

Farewell to Schooling :(

So I tried for my higher secondary admission in Lisieux. I was fortunate to get through because of 291/300 score in Science. I got Comp group with French. Began well, fun more than we could ever think of. New friends, since the A, B, C sections were shuffled and formed as A, B sections. But I was still in 'B'. This too had lot of fun, I'm listing a few.
  • Philip Father (Moral science class / Yoga class)
  • Bangalore-Mysore Trip
  • Physics class, Lab exams
  • Cultural
  • Sports day
  • Canteen Table tennis
  • Sugarcane juice
  • Pandi (sir), Sivasamy (sir) tuition
  • Early morning tests!

Monday, September 26, 2005

My small cricketing Career!

As mentioned earlier, I joined my school cricket team in my 9th. Then in 10th lots of the big names in the team passed out after their 12th STD. So its the young boys to take charge. There were 4 quickies in the team then. Myself, karthi, Vinod, another one right hander. That year our school was the host of the games. So its our home ground. To be frank, it was a bad and small ground. A chip in the leg side will fetch a six. Rightly to be said as the Batsman's paradise. One big boot was our entire school was behind us including the staff, which was a moral boost for us. I remember our team wore a yellow tops for the game.

It was a one day event. League in the morning and finale by the end. 6 teams were there, I think. In spite we being the host we were the team to play most matches. We won the first one in ease. The other team did not have a good bowling attack and our batsman's took the match in ease. Then the lunch in annapoorna. Man good place to have a lunch, but keeping the upcoming matches behind my head, I ate little. Then it was the semi's our second match. It was said that team was a tough one to be beaten. But...

We are to bat first and put up a decent score on the boards. Surprisingly in spite there being 2 better pace bowlers in my team. I was given the second over :-). The entire atmosphere suited me. The ground, the mat (on which we bowl), the view of the batman from the bowling end. All was familiar to me. So all made to go well. I'm not sure about the exact stats. But believe me. My captain had faith on me. Then my magic second spell. I hope by that time 3 wickets had fallen. First ball was a dot ball. Went back, got the ball had my usual breath out to relax myself and started my run up. It was a straight ball, batman misjudged it, there flew his sticks. One down, I was not spirited with energy, then my next ball. Right in the block hole. Bang !!! flew his sticks. Then came the roar from my school crowd behind the wicket. Now everyone were excited! Then again for the next ball. I over stretched myself and just missed the batsman's pad to the leg side. Declared a wide. :-( Missed my hattrick. Then have to re bowl the ball. I collected myself, made me think that "I took no wickets". then bowled the ball. Good length, batsman misses it, again the sticks. Since it hit the top of the wood, the sticks travelled a few yards back. Ya! Wow. Three consecutive wickets. So a hatrick in my small career. I remember me making a huge run to the crowd and price(sir) was leading them. It was a memorable match which we won.

Keeping in mind we went to the finals. Again a good competitive team. We batted first for a decent score. Then to bowl. As usual I was given to open the bowling. Also it was getting late. So the overs were reduced to 8 I suppose. So 2 over quota for each bowler :(. I had the second over and then the last over. In between other bowlers backed up doing their job as directed. Oops last over and 7 runs to lose the game/tournament. Having confidence in me, captain gave me the ball to bowl. Tidy quick over, pitched up the ball well. "Did we win?" Yes was the answer. Running out in joy and screaming around all the campus.

That day evening I carried home the trophy. I had to return it to be kept in games room. Happy moments for me.

Memories and Fun:
Once, Suresh(sir) came along to the area where we were practicing. He gave a comment that "Karthik's batting style, looks like that of Rahul Dravid". Yeskay was flattered.
Ajay(thopai), during the evening when we were playing. He faced me for a ball. That was a cork ball and not a stitch cork. Unfortunately I lost the control of the ball and it went as a beemer to him. Without cleverly moving away, he tried some gilly pull shot. Sorry, he only tried, But missed the ball. The ball landed right on his left eye :(. Nothing was serious, but he had a black circle around his eyes soon after that. Remember Arjun used to laugh like hell when he hears this.
Bharath(sorry for him). During selection I suppose, He had to face my ball. I pushed the ball well inn. It went in a flash and hit his ribbs. He was down. Nothing was serious.
Next Charles, great fielder. I remember he using both his hands once, I mean throwing the ball.
Arun J Raja. Great wicky. It was too painful for him to collect balls from all the quickies in the team. some times shares his burden with charles.
Samyraj, stylish left hander and skipper when were on 12th.

Also the next consecutive year, we lost the tournament. but need not talk about that...

Monday, September 19, 2005

Those where the Best Day's of My Life! - Cont..

Cont...

MY 10th STD here. Maths humm I rember him, Velmurugan(sir). [ExamNo:21030 and ExamNo:21052 please don talk]. He used to be that much sure of our exam number and knows well about us. Good maths teacher. Then for physics fanklin(sir), a class loaded with fun always. [What is light? According to Physics, Light is nothing but Light!] Geography Sivanantham(sir). One good fun is the classes when he asks us to spot out places in the map. He used to sit in the last bench and tell a place in India map. The best thing to do is to drag the scale from jammu till the southern tip. On the way we might come across the place and he would say, "Ah right da de, Come and sit ah". But if its a bad day he would call and catch the front tip of the hair, we wont know if to laugh or cry. Some of my friends would have had a hair cut and the hair seems to be very short. It makes the whole class laugh. Biology [prici], but till 9th STD we had Riyazzudin sir, whom we no more have with us. He was nice with me but for certain people he was not. Princi class was bore, he used to give long notes which we copied down and mugged it @ the end. Next chemistry, Suresh(sir). We had lot of fun in his class during the higher secondary. he always used to call me, "Eanna vijesh, tell something". I used to stand there with a huge smile. Some of them I missed during the High school are Centram(sir) always used to say "Then and there catch the Main point da" on the course of the lecture. There used to be silent giggling at the last rows. L****(sir), he was the PT master for an year, who never took us to the ground and he himself seems to have never taken any physical training. Just like me refreshing my memories in this blog. He one day he told some bla bla stories. To note a few in them were, he was a lad who never touched his books and catches squirrels. Also most amazing fact was that he flew a kite from maruthamalai to saibaba colony. Which is almost 10kms. God knows how he managed to bring such a big rope and make a judgement that it flew above saibaba colony :).

Let me recollect and then type...
But still more to come...

Those where the Best Day's of My Life!

Guess what I'm talking about!

My school days! I had spent more than a decade in Lisieux. A typical high standard BoyS :) school. My golden period in this school is 10th - 12th STD. I enjoyed and studied more. During the early days my education (primary) I used to be first in the class from the last :). I travelled with my "Street hauk" [Hercules MTB bycycle] to school. Then for 10th-12th I got my ferrari [red sunny zip].

Let me tell some pleasent things in the Best days of my life.

I remeber 6th STD my english master Price(sir) he narrated us an detective Novel or Movie "Where Eagles Dare". Man it was great, used to listen those than any other subject I did. It even made me watch my full length english late night movie for the first time, when he informed that its telecasted as a movie.

7th STD was yet another memorable one! I lost one, and gained a few. Jhonny (alais Janikiraman) was a good friend of mine, who has to shift to chennai due to his fathers official duties. Unfortunately lost contacts with him in later years. Someone reading this post can find him :). Few I gained were Bharath. I should mention about him, one among the few good teachers from my school. Rajasekar(sir). He handled English non-detail for us that year. Great inspiring teacher who teaches with his own style. He throws the chalk, kicks the benches when he makes mistakes and always motivates us in studies. We were too.

Now 8th fun is starting to accumulate. Loads of mischief on the road. Lots of new friends some to mention are vivek, karthi, arunesh, kalla, N karthi, riyaz, muzzambil, akshy ramesh, sam, rino, anish, vinod, huff the list is too long and my brain is not remembring all. I remember one of my friends writing in a Geography exam. The question was to brief on the coniferous forests of India. He did not know the answer, so fill up lines, he started to write about the trees there and its uses (ex: making cricket bat). Then he wrote about sachin tendular who used that bat. If I'm not wrong about a match which he used the bat. I think it was Guna. Next our tamil master rightly called as pottu t*&%$# [censored]. We all used to read a paragraph from the book on turns. Mean while the sir will be walking in and out the class room. We used to tick scores for his walk. When he goes to the door 1run scored. Comes inbetween the rows 2runs, outside of the class 4runs and goes to the other side corredore to spit :) then its a sixer. Guess what, he has made several 50ies during such a walk. Even while composing this, I cant stop laughing.

Then 9th, lots of new things happened. Notable is my school cricket! I'm bascailly a bowler and desiered to a pinch hitter with the bat. Don't have patience to stay and turn around and run for singles like abi. Some times ppl called me Dennis Lilee for my bowling (not sure if that suits me!). Arunesh was bowler I have to watch around while bating. Since he comes around the wicket for me and bowls exactly at the yorker and good length line for me. I have lost my wicket many times to him. I would like to mention my big Six of muzzambil. He was a leg spinner and gave a ball right where my bat can reach on the leg side. I ball traveled a full length of a football field and was lost. When I talk about cricket I have to write more. I went in for the selection with bharath and karthi. Myself and karthi got thro, since the PT master wanted bharath to play basketball. At that point ours was a good team with left arm quicky vinod my senior. When I'm some where around the batting area. I could hear the stitch cork wizziling away. Then few good all rounders too. Not able to remember their name :(. Then we got a tournament that year, but was not able to play since the team was over crowed and made to sit in the bench. We lost it to stanes I guess.

Then it was year 10th. We would feel some kind of Gethu is the school that we are the senior boys, bost ourselves well to our juniors. We did a lot in one of our farewell years. For Tamil velusamy sir, I could still remember him asking me if I would pass in tamil in the board exam. But still managed a decent score finally.

What am I doing? I got work to do!
Be right back...

Saturday, September 17, 2005

Primary Eduction!

Did I have one?

WELL, I did. By shifting lots of schools. Remember I started with Avanishilingam kinder garden section. The best place to go, Morning some rythymic ABCDs, then afternoon a good lunch and we have to sleep in the school itself. Then return home. I wounder why they don follow this every where... :-)

NEXT to Don Bose Co for my LKG, Next my Lisieux. From UKG to 2nd STD, I remember that during the first few years it was Co-education school. No guesses, it then got separated to Avila convent (if I'm right). Then only for my 3rd STD I was admitted in "Ideal" a rural school. Only reason I was sent there was because my neighborhood friend was studying there. It was my only co-education schooling. I even stagged a group dance with my friends. Good one, but didnt last long for me. Again I was shifted back to Lisieux for my 4th STD. I can remember my social madam Azhil (I'm spelling it wrong), she used to be a terror for my those days. When she enters the class, I leave the class. I was an out standing student during that time. Princi used to come rounds and catch hold of me. Lots of Mischief. I was an outstanding person at my class. :P Also still remember those lunch session where I love the curd rice that Abinav brings and he took my carrier. I never liked going to school, (may be realised that, Class rooms dull your mind) tough job the hands of my dad who used to drag me for the school bus in the Morning. But hard luck every day, the school bus that crosses my stopping ("Housing Unit") by 7:30 but again comes back in the same route in another 15 mins. Many a times, I had to cross the road and then pushed into the bus. :)

Friday, September 16, 2005

Who am I?

Me. Ok, Let me put it this way.
Those who know about me this is usual repeating stuff. For those who do not, here it is!

I'm Lean :), dark, tall and offcourse handsome too (It reminds me of Vivek's mom. Thanks Aunty for your praising!). A person dreaming of what all he cannot do. Sportive and passionate about achieving something. Now a days tend to spend more time in sleeping. Like to be home alone and live in my own world! Right now creating this blog.

Let me not bore you all. Always intrested in FrienDs.

Lets kick start something!

Dedication!

This Blog and its contents full of Memories is dedicated to my late Friend,
Gunasekaran (guna). I loved him and he was such a fun loving person.