DATE : 7/8/2011TIME 00:00
I am lying on my bed thinking about my writer's block of a post to mark the birth of my blog. My mobile made a beep sound, it was a message from a close friend of mine wishing me happy friendship day. Alas! I got impregnated with the decision to mark my blog's birth with a post related to friendship. I thought of writing about "F8"; my friends circle (only thing i treasure in my four years of engineering life). But one post cannot contain that. So i will write on whatever comes to my mind when i think about my after B Tech life.
Like all normal guys who pass out B Tech i was pissed off with my life.2006-2010 was almost like dark side of moon except for the moments with my friends. Coupled with two facts; ain't interested in s/w jobs and passion towards teaching i had only one train to catch, M tech preparation. My friends came to meet me for a sent off at railway station. When train started to move i was filled with tears, my entire 4 years of life was revolving around these 3 guys; Varun,Deepak and Kiran. A kind of void started filling my inner self. I tried not to cry, but tear drops three of them still fell; i told my father GRAVITY.
I was all alone in Old city, AP. Then i met some LBS guys. Their room was an all malayalee room and mine a northie room with me making an exception to that. Days passed, worse than B Tech except in the case of studies. Our cook was one eyed (he shared his looks with pirates), i met the real demon Assistant Cook, he is a filthy human (visit Hari s blog to have a detailed info on this demon). He treated us like inmates of a jail and making things worse he knew only Hindi and i was pathetically weak with Hindi. For unknown reasons he had a grudge on me :( He used to say something to me every time when i took food. Hindi ariyatha enik ellam Thenmavin kompathil paranja pole, "EVALUTHE AKKARELLU"
One day i didn't get lunch and dinner since i was late. Next day, it was my birthday and i decided to go to temple. I learned the fact that temples open late in AP. When i reached my room and went to mess there was a long QUEUE hitherto unseen. I remembered EC04 704 (COMPUTER NETWORKS Paper in which queuing theory played a major role). I was starving since my stomach has not seen any edible things in its vicinity for the past 20 hours. IDI VETTIYAVANE PAMPU KADICHU; when my turn came food was over:( My protest for the basic need of a human (in fact rotti is the 1st one in rotti,kappada,makkan (i began learning Hindi for my survival)) remained unanswered. I realised SHIT HAPPENS.
A big guy came near me (none other than anoop aka jamban) and gave me one cup of tea(i think he managed to steal an extra cup of tea in between this event). Kareem,Bebu,Hari,Pappu,Bathu,Shameer where there watching this kind act of jamban. I wil call this as PHASE 1. I never looked back after this day. I learned Hindi so that i can deal with Ass. cook (Necessity is the mother of invention). There are days i had 8 cups of tea and cook stood in grave silence. In the initial months i felt like the whole world is revolving around food and food alone. Hari,Pappu, Nishanth introduced me 70mm dosa, the longest dosa in the world. Emil,fasil,shinto,deepak,rahul,robo,sree hari,valsan,AK,manjeeth,Vivek,sandeep all came to picture GRAZUALLY.
PHASE 2 :I met Anoop Thomas aka amby. He is the owner of a beautiful mind.Getting a GATE seat in IIT is a cakewalk compared to getting a seat in front rows of classroom. We developed a strategy, social intelligence kind of thing. There comes sree,divya,remya,aditi,simi and lakshmi. We helped each other to get 5th row behind girls to attend class. Its the best seat (minimum noise,under fan, ample spacing from loudspeaker). Then met syam and sisir. Two guys full of energy and thoughts. Then rashad,kamal (both are cool),tojin (passionate),vineeth (he can virtually mingle with all kinds of people,great confidence), venki (ORRANGE GANG) and other friends. Me,Amby,Jamban,fasil and Kareem started our quest for general knowledge :) I realized the hidden potential of my memory in remembering finest details of people i see, Amby certified this.
PHASE 3 :Now i will go through some golden momentsEmil s seat booking via facebook, Bebu s comedies and my TIGER and CAT comedy on him which ended up in heavy casuality (bebu man u rock), Staring at BOMB curry, Lemon rice, Hari s diverging theory, Kareem s power nap, Bathu s fights (Bathu is Mr.UNPREDICTABLE, random theory was developed after observing bathu), secret black teas, Birth of KAATA ASSOCIATION,another organization born out of human struggle for existence (for details visit jamban s blog), EKANTHA CHANDRIKA, endless tea sponsored by amby, EMT classes amby used to rock,puzzlemania, bathu s puzzles at midnight resulting in sleeploss for others and casuality for bathu,hostel warden,nara simha s kids, Bun, cream biscuits and banana proved to be elixers of life :) I still remember one chemical engineering guy s comment "BUN RISES IN THE YEAST". Amby s class on EMT; me and jamban where his students. I believe that might have been a great struggle for him.:) Last trip to charminar (even though i missed that) and dinner, my return in sabari with sisir.
The standing ovation on the last day of analog class, all were filled with tears. I rate that moment as the best in my life.Those words sir told where simply sinking to heart. Even though GATE didn't open wide enough , my life changed a lot. And now i am BEGINNING TO SEE THE LIGHT :) I want all of my friends i mentioned in this post to know that all of you have played significant roles in changing my life, and i wish all of you a very happy FRIENDSHIP DAY :)
