Every friday evening a movie is screened in the campus, and every movie has a romantic scene or two to entertain the movie goers. Well seeing a movie on comp is good, seeing a movie on a full screen is exciting and a movie in real time is even more interesting...
I was 11 years old then, we used to stay in a township (Kalpakkam) and my mom wanted me to pass on a message to a friends house a few streets away. I was obviously bribed (a chocolate! yumm), so there I was walking a few yards, sprinting a few; happy with my reward. I reached the friends house and saw that the door was ajar. I called out "Aunty...Aunty.." No reply.
I rung the calling bell, little did I know that the electricity was not there.. Then suddenly I hear laughter, aunty's shrill laughter and the lovebirds come out of the kitchen, uncle trying to kiss aunty... aunty shying away. All in front of my eyes and i couldnt help gaping widemouthed. Then aunty saw me, embarrased she ran in to the kitchen, uncle adjusted his hair and tried to look cool. Well I was embarassed too but cudnt run, so there I was replying "Uncle, mom asked...."
Thinking of it now they are such a sweet couple!
Sigh!!..
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Part IV
Neyar Virruppam...
neengal pathu kondu irrupathu sugeetha vin blog blog blog (that was an echo - sound effects !! :)
ok the much awaited octa incident....
gives me a red on my face even now...
We had a computer centre in our college called octagon (octa for short). This was the place where lots of gals used to miss a beat for the administrator (he was definitely a smarty Sigh!!) lots of guys used to pop (chat) with their girlfriends, some became masters in computers and some like me also had embarrasing incidents, the one that iam going to narrate....
Long long ago, so long ago but not that long ago in the kingdom of NITT lived a gal named Sugeetha. She set out one day with her friends to the octa to finish off some very pressing commitments. Hours rolled by, the assignment was never ending, so she decided to take a break. She walked here and there in the vicinity of her friends, teasing, commenting and laughing- little did she know that a great danger awaited her in the form of a guy.
In the octa the computers were arranged in rows and people could face each one another in one particular central table. It so happened that our innocent heroine Sugee saw one of her friends, Subashree whom she hadnt seen for days, seated in the opposite row. In her enthusiasm she put her hand on her friend Archu's shoulder and started waving at Suba. Suba on the other hand was mischeviously smiling, the reason sugee didnt understand. She put her doubts away and started talking to her friend from where she stood. During the conversation she heard the words in a male voice 'I dont know' and also Archu was shrugging. Sugee then bent down to see why Archana was shrugging. What she saw froze her not due to the cold but due to shock. Archu's long curly hair was missing and she was not wearing the same clothes that she was wearing a few minutes ago. It took her some time to realise that it was actually a guy on whom she had put her hand.
It was then that she ran out of the octa like mad never for an instant turning to see who that guy was, nor waiting to say bye to her friends...
Aftermath realisations/ Happenings...
I shouted at my friend Suba as to why she didnt warn me. This was what she gave in reply
" It was so funny I couldnt speak (bcos i was busy laughing- remember the mischevious smile?) and I thought let me have some fun! That guy saw you and then called his friend at the next computer to show him that you were resting your hand on him. To something that his friend asked he Shrugged. Hahaaha..."
Suba Grrrrr.......
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Part III
I woke up from my afternoon siesta just now, no I didnt sleep on a bed but a hard table on a equally hard book. I was just wondering the brain and the CPU are similar in many ways, both refuse to work when they get heated up! So I decided to take a short break from study and took a nap, somehow I have got this aversion towards reading for exams so I decided it's time for my next post. This one was long overdue, and its a sequel to 'My embarassing moments', here it goes.....
Last year I set one fine morning with my mother to do some small shopping (really small as it lasted only for 5 hours...I cant think what must have been the condition of Dad!!) We had booked a taxi, so after a small shopping spree we clambered back into the car. It was 3 in the afternoon and both of us were tired and hungry, so we asked the driver to stop on the way for lunch (I will call it trunch). After a while the driver anna stops in front of a decent looking hotel and informs us that he will wait for us as he had already had his lunch. Both of us were so hungry that we entered the first hotel we saw. We went straight to the wash basin, washed our hands, selected a table and sat at it. My mom then calls the cleaner and asks him to clean the already wiped table as she saw a speck of dried sambar or whatever on it. Then she asks the waiter to bring water, when two glasses are kept in front of us she says with impatience I asked for cold water this is not cold! The irritated waiter changes our glasses of normal water for fresh cold ones. Both of us noissily drown the soothing cold water down our parched throats. Meanwhile the waiter is patiently standing by us awaiting our order.
We then say Ok! bring us 2 plate masal dosas....
He says Sorry mam! no tiffin!
We say Ok! then bring 2 meals.
He asks chicken or mutton?
We say only veg..
He says Sorry mam this is only non veg hotel
Stupified!!! then slowly we get up from the table, say ok and leave the hotel
Some distance ahead we see another hotel and this time we stood out and saw the board hung at the entrance checked twice to ensure it was no strictly non veg hotel and then made an entry..
Imagine making them all work for us and then leave the place without having anything except two glasses of cold water that too after making a fuss. Well it was partly embarassing and partly elevating, actually I felt like a queen washing hands in one hotel and dining in another ! :)
Last year I set one fine morning with my mother to do some small shopping (really small as it lasted only for 5 hours...I cant think what must have been the condition of Dad!!) We had booked a taxi, so after a small shopping spree we clambered back into the car. It was 3 in the afternoon and both of us were tired and hungry, so we asked the driver to stop on the way for lunch (I will call it trunch). After a while the driver anna stops in front of a decent looking hotel and informs us that he will wait for us as he had already had his lunch. Both of us were so hungry that we entered the first hotel we saw. We went straight to the wash basin, washed our hands, selected a table and sat at it. My mom then calls the cleaner and asks him to clean the already wiped table as she saw a speck of dried sambar or whatever on it. Then she asks the waiter to bring water, when two glasses are kept in front of us she says with impatience I asked for cold water this is not cold! The irritated waiter changes our glasses of normal water for fresh cold ones. Both of us noissily drown the soothing cold water down our parched throats. Meanwhile the waiter is patiently standing by us awaiting our order.
We then say Ok! bring us 2 plate masal dosas....
He says Sorry mam! no tiffin!
We say Ok! then bring 2 meals.
He asks chicken or mutton?
We say only veg..
He says Sorry mam this is only non veg hotel
Stupified!!! then slowly we get up from the table, say ok and leave the hotel
Some distance ahead we see another hotel and this time we stood out and saw the board hung at the entrance checked twice to ensure it was no strictly non veg hotel and then made an entry..
Imagine making them all work for us and then leave the place without having anything except two glasses of cold water that too after making a fuss. Well it was partly embarassing and partly elevating, actually I felt like a queen washing hands in one hotel and dining in another ! :)
Friday, October 07, 2005
The world for 'them'...and for us?
Lakshmanan was frowning at the pictures his photographer, Sudhir had left on his table. They lacked that charishma, that one photograph which would help boost his magazine sales. They were the same, those glossy pictures of semi-clad models, with heavy make up and curvy figures. He had promised earlier this year to the Editor-in-Chief that this year the sales would go up by atleast 10%. Lakshmanan was glad atleast the sales were not dropping! He buzzed the intercom and reckoned Sudhir to his office.
Sudhir was surprised that his boss had called him to his chambers so early in the day, moreover the fact that was disturbing was that LK (thats how Lakshmanan was known in the journalists community) had sounded a bit hard on him. Pondering out aloud what the reason could be he reached the cramped office of his boss. It was any ordinary room only that there were piles and piles of papers stacked everywhere, the noticeboards were filled with things to do and cover photos of the previous issues of People magazine and the only places that were not bearing papers were the ones occupied by LK and Sudhir. A pregnant pause....
What ensued thereafter is that Sudhir burst out of LK's office not angry but with the alacrity that any scientist has while performing experiments. He grabbed his camera a Kodak Zoom5.5PS and set out to satisfy his boss.
It was nearly afternoon when he reached his destiny. The heat was scorching and the stench unbearable. He was soaked in sweat, he slowly approached the area with caution. His mind alert and his heart ached at the sights that beheld him. His camera clicked furiously at the surroundings. He had seen worser places during his college days but this was heart rendering. He was almost moved to tears, and that was surprising enough for himself, as he was not that sensitive a person. He was standing in that very place were umpteen ministers had stood and had made false promises in the past, he was standing in a slum...
A child was playing in the vicinity, her hair was unkempt, she was in rags and a face which reflected sorrow in its extremity . It seemed that she was not at all happy with the thread she was twisting in between her fingers. Sudhir was observing her with agog when suddenly her face lit with happiness. She was literally glowing, and he had been clicking away photos from the moment his eyes had set on her. So he slowly turned around to see what made her happy and so oblivious to the surroundings. What he saw next made him and his camera smile, the girl was now very eager, with outstretched arms she welcomed her mother. Her mother tenderly picked her up and childs joys knew no bounds....
Sudhir returned back to the bus- stop with mixed emotions.
Life is really that simple, what matters most is love in this world. There are two categories of people in this world -The pennyless, the slum dwellers and the poor have nothing but love and the others have all but love. Not that money is not important but it's we who choose what we want....
Sudhir was surprised that his boss had called him to his chambers so early in the day, moreover the fact that was disturbing was that LK (thats how Lakshmanan was known in the journalists community) had sounded a bit hard on him. Pondering out aloud what the reason could be he reached the cramped office of his boss. It was any ordinary room only that there were piles and piles of papers stacked everywhere, the noticeboards were filled with things to do and cover photos of the previous issues of People magazine and the only places that were not bearing papers were the ones occupied by LK and Sudhir. A pregnant pause....
What ensued thereafter is that Sudhir burst out of LK's office not angry but with the alacrity that any scientist has while performing experiments. He grabbed his camera a Kodak Zoom5.5PS and set out to satisfy his boss.
It was nearly afternoon when he reached his destiny. The heat was scorching and the stench unbearable. He was soaked in sweat, he slowly approached the area with caution. His mind alert and his heart ached at the sights that beheld him. His camera clicked furiously at the surroundings. He had seen worser places during his college days but this was heart rendering. He was almost moved to tears, and that was surprising enough for himself, as he was not that sensitive a person. He was standing in that very place were umpteen ministers had stood and had made false promises in the past, he was standing in a slum...
A child was playing in the vicinity, her hair was unkempt, she was in rags and a face which reflected sorrow in its extremity . It seemed that she was not at all happy with the thread she was twisting in between her fingers. Sudhir was observing her with agog when suddenly her face lit with happiness. She was literally glowing, and he had been clicking away photos from the moment his eyes had set on her. So he slowly turned around to see what made her happy and so oblivious to the surroundings. What he saw next made him and his camera smile, the girl was now very eager, with outstretched arms she welcomed her mother. Her mother tenderly picked her up and childs joys knew no bounds....
Sudhir returned back to the bus- stop with mixed emotions.
Life is really that simple, what matters most is love in this world. There are two categories of people in this world -The pennyless, the slum dwellers and the poor have nothing but love and the others have all but love. Not that money is not important but it's we who choose what we want....
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Part II
Hat Trick!!!
It was Sunday afternoon, and sundays are very lazy. I get up around 12 noon and then have a long bath (kits must be surprised, I have changed kits!!!) and then go to the mess to have a nice lunch. The two best things are food and sleep. I just cannot skip both...Oops Iam deviating!
So I have a group of friends with whom I usually have lunch and it so happened that we had gathered at loki's place, and each of us departed seperately the reason which I am unable to remember. When I reached the mess I saw one of our classmates was with a girl. Naturally being the inocent girl Iam :) I asked him Is that your sis? He said No! She is my friend she has completed her MBBS degree. I say Oh! The topic then deviates to other things.
After that I depart from there to have my food. So we all had a nice lunch. Then it was time for icecream. So over icecream me and my friends are discussing about the 'girl' with our classmate She was new definitely and we have never seen this classmate with any 'girl' friends. It becomes a natural topic for gossip! So when our other friend joined us for the gossip session, we all were in for a shock..
Actually it so happened that my friends Kailash and lokesh had also asked the same question "Is that your Sis?" independently. And in reality she was his girlfriend and they were engaged. No wonder she had this irritated frown on her face when I had asked "Is that your sis?"
I Just cudnt face her when I saw her next... (Embarassing isn't that all three had asked the same question sucessively, I am reminded of an adage "Great Men (& Women) think alike")
But every story has a happy ending, she is a very nice gal and we are good friends
It was Sunday afternoon, and sundays are very lazy. I get up around 12 noon and then have a long bath (kits must be surprised, I have changed kits!!!) and then go to the mess to have a nice lunch. The two best things are food and sleep. I just cannot skip both...Oops Iam deviating!
So I have a group of friends with whom I usually have lunch and it so happened that we had gathered at loki's place, and each of us departed seperately the reason which I am unable to remember. When I reached the mess I saw one of our classmates was with a girl. Naturally being the inocent girl Iam :) I asked him Is that your sis? He said No! She is my friend she has completed her MBBS degree. I say Oh! The topic then deviates to other things.
After that I depart from there to have my food. So we all had a nice lunch. Then it was time for icecream. So over icecream me and my friends are discussing about the 'girl' with our classmate She was new definitely and we have never seen this classmate with any 'girl' friends. It becomes a natural topic for gossip! So when our other friend joined us for the gossip session, we all were in for a shock..
Actually it so happened that my friends Kailash and lokesh had also asked the same question "Is that your Sis?" independently. And in reality she was his girlfriend and they were engaged. No wonder she had this irritated frown on her face when I had asked "Is that your sis?"
I Just cudnt face her when I saw her next... (Embarassing isn't that all three had asked the same question sucessively, I am reminded of an adage "Great Men (& Women) think alike")
But every story has a happy ending, she is a very nice gal and we are good friends
Embarassing moments - Part I
It's a little bit more embarrasing to actually put down incidents that occured in the past- moreso when they are embarassing situations. It gives a good laugh whenever I think of it, so Iam here in front of the computer reminiscing the funny old times - laughing as if I had inhaled a bit of nitrous oxide and my neighbors staring at me as though I had just escaped from an asylum. I had a lot of embarassing moments at various stages of life, so I will blog them in parts starting with the most recent one!
It was irritating 'that' day; already with all that work and tension, to top it all we had to fill 3 gruelling hostel office forms as there were some changes in the bank account numbers. It was a boring job to fill three forms when all had to be filled in an exactly simillar manner - why cant they just take 2 copies of it?
anyways after patiently filling them up I had some calls to make. I usually use the lab phone to make official calls though I have a mobile to make personal calls. That day my balance had got over and I had to use the lab phone.
So I started dialling the number.
The phone at the other side rung two times.
TringTring.....TringTring
and my mobile goes "Uyirin Uyirae...."
Oops I say! Iam getting a call so let me attend mine first, luckily for me the person at the other end has not yet recieved my call so I cut the call I was trying to make
Within seconds mine also goes dead...
Irritated and since I didnt know from where the call had come (except for the fact that it was a landline) I resumed my calling the 'other' person...
Again Tring Tring..."Uyirin uyirae...."
Cut....Dead!!!
I was really surprised and irritated
Well, actually I did the same thing for the third time and then I realised I was calling myself from the lab phone. I was so embarassed. Moreso when one of my labmate was waiting to call from the lab phone...
I say "This fellow Iam going to kill him, whom do he think he is ... Giving me missed calls from morn'g!!!" to save my face...
It was irritating 'that' day; already with all that work and tension, to top it all we had to fill 3 gruelling hostel office forms as there were some changes in the bank account numbers. It was a boring job to fill three forms when all had to be filled in an exactly simillar manner - why cant they just take 2 copies of it?
anyways after patiently filling them up I had some calls to make. I usually use the lab phone to make official calls though I have a mobile to make personal calls. That day my balance had got over and I had to use the lab phone.
So I started dialling the number.
The phone at the other side rung two times.
TringTring.....TringTring
and my mobile goes "Uyirin Uyirae...."
Oops I say! Iam getting a call so let me attend mine first, luckily for me the person at the other end has not yet recieved my call so I cut the call I was trying to make
Within seconds mine also goes dead...
Irritated and since I didnt know from where the call had come (except for the fact that it was a landline) I resumed my calling the 'other' person...
Again Tring Tring..."Uyirin uyirae...."
Cut....Dead!!!
I was really surprised and irritated
Well, actually I did the same thing for the third time and then I realised I was calling myself from the lab phone. I was so embarassed. Moreso when one of my labmate was waiting to call from the lab phone...
I say "This fellow Iam going to kill him, whom do he think he is ... Giving me missed calls from morn'g!!!" to save my face...
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