Good Times..

It was one of those lazy saturday afternoons, when we were hanging around in 101. We hadnt been up to any madness for a few week's, so I guess everyone was a little edgy.. Santhu show's up smoking a cigarette.. "Edaa Machaanmaare.. let's do something .. Engottengilum Pokaam " .. Tinu as usual had something important to do in office ( which we later found out to be - reading a novel ) .. and Sachin T had one of his million cousin's in town.. Hari had to do something creative once in a while in his office to justify his salary so he too had to go to work.. and George had to go for his "Meet New Girl's practice" a.k.a. "Church Music Practice" in in Koramangala Methodist church... That left me Pills Santhu and Saju. After some deliberation we decided to go on a loong pending trip to Coorg..

By the time we struggled past the bangalore traffic to reach mysore road it was half past seven ... After some time of listening and screaming to " Kehdoo Tumhein , ya chup rahoon - I Just want to be close to you" remix, Pill's was like - "Dudes.. lets hit a Dhaba .. you know ... ". Ya we knew. Pill's had to maintain his 135 Kg Figure, and needed enough food to scare off a waitor in a decent restaurant.. We took the next drive in Dhaba and settled down int one of the many hut's there.. After a lot of Roti's, Chicken, Dal Fry , two bottle's of Rum, and a lot talk about times in PESIT college, the time was 12:30 in the night. Perfect time to start.. we should be reaching coorg by morning .. Then Saju said " Da I will drive" .. Everyone froze.. Saju normally used to drive in MG Road at 100 Kmph in the night. With a few peg's he can very well do 100 mph in Times Square, not to talk of all the collateral damage. Anyways everyone got into car and Pills and santhu slept off.. I pretended to sleep. So like any other world class performer, without an audience, saju decided not to try any of his Schumi trick's and we approached coorg safely ..

We reached Madikeri in the wee hours of the morning , and it was quite misty .. and and we checked into a hotel next to the bus stand. hit the bed, but were up by 8:00... Showered , and went out to a udipi restaurant to have breakfast. Pil's as usual had Three Masala Dosa's and Two Puri Palliya's. After that we went to the nearest Bar and bought outselves our ration's of Rum for the day. " What are the good places around here Dude's." Saju asked. I had been to Coorg before, so I suggested going to Abbey Fall's. We reached the fall's and found ourselves along with quite a few tourists. " Well where to now" Santhu asked. Pill's was reading a sign at the extreme end of the bridge over the base of the waterfall" It read " Tresspassers will be prosecuted". Pill's said, "I know where to go... " .. We started walking into the dense jungle with hardly any space in between and after an hour of trekking landed up at the top of the waterfall. With Rum keeping the cold out, we crossed the water and trekked through the forest till we ended up on a road. Then we followed the road and reached our car, singing "I just want to be close to you " all the way for some mysterious reason. We then drove back to our hotel and hit the Bar.

Four glasses came together in cheer's, and Pill's asked santhu "Whats that on your hand? "...
Santhu: " Looks like a worm"
Pill's: "Edaa thats a leech.. "
Santhu: "Man I feel something in my pants too"
Me: "Me too"

we all ran to the bathroom and stripped down to our underwear. Me Saju and Santhu had10, 12 and 15 leeches on us respectively. The hotel waitors got us salt which we put on the leeches and got rid of them. Somehow Pill's didnt have a single Leech. I guess they got scared ;-) .. Well after this episode we went to our room and Saju had a good time scaring Santhu " Man, those leeches must have laid egg's in your underwear and they will hatch when you wear them again and bite you" Santhu was paranoid and refused to wear anything for the next couple of hours. In the end we got him to be presentable dressed, got into our car's and headed back for home. On the way we dropped in to Cauvery Nisargadham, on the way back to Bangalore. Thus ended our small good time trip ..

Have you seen the movie "There's something about Mary", where all the dudes fall over each other in love with Cameron Diaz . Bangalore is a city that reminds one of something like that. Not that there aren't hard core city lovers elsewhere. But there still is something about Bangalore that makes people fall in love with it. TheBritish, then the Indian Army and Air force, then all the student's who flocked to the many schools and colleges in the city from other states and countries, and finally the tech guru's from Microsoft to Oracle to SAP and our very own Infosys, Wipro and TCS. Everyone who came, decided to stay on. Well .. so much that now the traffic in the city would put Istanbul to shame.

Many of my good times were spent in this city. I was born here, but had to move back to kerala cos my dad was getting a transfer. I cried like a little baby when we shifted. Well as fate would have it, I got an offer from Infosys, and I ended up back in the city again, and it was like falling in love all over again.


I dont know what it the attraction of Bangalore but I guess it could be a combination or stuff like -

The climate .. those mist covered winters and slightly warm summer's. Though all the vehicles now have caused the temperature to go up, its still one of the best in the country.

Waking up to cold morning's and having tea at an Udupi or Shanti Sagar ( if you are a bachelor )..

Breakfast at Koshy's..

Strolling through Cubbon part while eating the Salted Mangoes sold outside...

Shopping in Commercial Street ... you get all the stuff there

Bargaining in Gandhi Bazaar.. you get more stuff there at a lesser price if you can bargain..

Hanging out at Cool Joint Jayanagar.. eat one of the million Pav Bhaji's sold there every year..

Lunch at Ebony in the Barton Center.. Good view of the city ..

Strolling around Brigades and M.G window shopping ..

Amazing Jumbo burgers at Indiana's Fast food..

Movie at Rex or Symphony ..

Midnight Dinner at Empire after the movie ..

Hitting Spinns or The Club on Saturday to shake a leg ... Meet some pretty girls..

Listen to good music and sip beer in Purple Haze on Sunday ..

Once in a while go to Peecos the greatest Pub of them all ...

The Chaat waala's and Sugar Cane juicewala's who are there on every other intersection.

Going to Chowdiah Hall to catch screening's of classics ...

Going to the art galleries ..

Going for Freedom Jam on August 15th ..

Going for Vasantha Habba every year.. Losing the way on the way there ..

Taking a Long Weekend break to Goa for a .. Come back and take sick leave the next day..

Celebrate all the festivals of India .. Ugadi , Christmas, Diwali, Onam, etc etc ...

Going around to all friend's house's and coloring everyone for for Holi ..

Seeing the Air show at Yelahanka Air force base every year..

Going to Infant Jesus Church Viveknagar, on thursdays

Going to St Peter's Church, residency road, for christmas ..

Going to National Market to by the next version of Microsofts Operating system on a pirated DVD :-) ..

Sneaking to the Hosur road cemetary at night and scaring your friend once you are inside..

Having Masala Dosa at Sri Krishna's Cafe in Koramangala..

Occasionally hitting the Underground disc in Le Meridian..

College going dude's, Hanging around Mahaveer Jain college to show off their Bike's ..

Eating at "The Only Place" ..

Waiting at Cantonment Railway Station to pick up a friend..


Dont know what it is dudes, but there sure is something about Bangalore that makes you fall in love with it... :-) ..

I was remembering some of the good times of the past few years in the last posts, but i guess none of the good times would have been possible without many of my friends. I just feel like telling a big Thank You to all of them for being around in this world and making it a better place.

Thank you Major Saab for all those crazy debates on car's, engines, petrol and diesel, we had and also for being my closest buddy.

Thank you Pills for all those times which I remember and all those times which i dont (and i think neither do you) because we were too drunk. :-)

Thank you Jaadu for for that amazing bike ride we had from Dr Ananthans house back home.. and so many more races we had ..

Thank you 'Cow' George for being explosive ( grenade ) material as well as the fine person you are :-)..

Thank you "Anda" for winning every single cricket match against me as captain during the 10th vacation classes which taught me to lose gracefully..

Thank you Anu for teaching me the most valuable lesson of life..

Thank you Oommen for saving my life on the Railway bridge ( I am sure you dont remember
that though ) :-) ..

Thank you Kabish for giving the best piece of advice possible....

Thank you Deeps for giving all those notes during engineering so that we could mug up and pass the exam.. :-)

Thank you Kuttappan for explaining all those notes to me so that I could actually pass :-) ..

Thank you PM for all those trips to Vagamon the awesome pics you took ...

Thank you Chacko Sir for teaching me to use my imagination in mathematics..

Thank you Jose and Amel for all those cricket matches we played at your home..

Thank you Hari for all those revelations on Osho ideas of sex ;-) .. and for showing me how sheer determination works..

Thank you Jimmy for all the PJ's that we screamed at but made life fun at 101..

Thank you for the Nimmo for the exclusive Nimmo Lingo - Memory Collapsed, Scoorching Cold ... Chilling Hot etc etc ..

Thank you Balaji for being our Banni :-)...

Thank you AJ and Kochu's for being brother's to me..

There are so many more to thank but if I continue this page will become unreadable. So Thanks to everyone.. Mazel Tov....:-)

'The word "Bench" in indian software services lingo refer's to a person's state while waiting for a client project. For all practical purposes, during this period the employee has to come to office by the last available bus, have as many tea's as possible from the dreadful vending machine , unleash creativity in the form of mail chain's, and enter into the most bizzare discussions on the bulletin board that would put Freud to shame. All this while waiting for the clock to strike five so that he can catch the first available bus back home.

But, for a small gang of guys and girls in the infy december 2000 batch, the word "bench" took on a different meaning. Outside the heritage block ( infosys's first building, in the e-city campus in Bangalore), there is a basketball court next to which there were two "Benches" painted in dull green. Most of the gang's "bench" period in infy used to be spent on these benches, talking about anything under the sun.

The first character, Jop's "The Islander" as he used to be called in our team actually came from Vypin Island near Cochin. Jops is a hard core mechanical engineer and would have been happy on a ship sailing around the world, stopping at exotic port's and having a nice time. He ends up in infy due to certain heart related, 'reasons' which will be disclosed later. He has made one important discovery on the bench .. Jops is a Catholic and is not new to the church heirarchy and the politics that go on behind the scenes.. when topics on the bench drift in that direction, he would invariably say "Man, all these priests are con artists. Look at the amount of money they make!!." ..... Plop !! .. Jops can feel a warm fluid slowly seeping into his shirt.. Everyone looks up and sees a crow sitting on the tree looking at Jops and i dont know if crows can technically smile but it sure looked as though it were smiling. over a period of time, the crow keeps up its attacks and somehow seems to have an affinity for Jops.. in the end it suddenly strikes Jops.. He had crow shit on his shirt, whenever he used to curse the catholic church .. Jops is like .. " Dude the crow must be catholic !!" .. We got convinced that the crow was sent by powers unknown to us and decided not to comment on the catholic church when the crow was around ..


The second character - Vattu ... literally means "Crazy" in Mallu .. and thea fact that she used to be called that in college too reinforced our belief that she needs to go to the shrink .. A very bubbly person.. she would say "Hi Bhaiyya how are you !!" to everyone in infy from the security at the gate to Narayana murthy .. Our first day in infy was actually in Reddy building's koramangala. We were all wondering how we are going to pass all the exams in infy training. The opening statement from our batch owner was clear " In college you paid to study .. here we pay you to study .. so take it damn seriously " .. But Vattu is oblivious to all this and is wondering where all the handsome hunks she had heard ,about, were .. By lunch she is totally frustrated..She tells me and Jop's..

Vattu:" Yaar , what a shame .. Not a single good looking guy in our batch.. I am depressed" ..
Me: .. "What are you talking about. What about all these guys standing here"
Vattu: "Who ?? Where ??"
Me :"Well, Me and Jops .. for example "
Vattu: [girlie giggle ] Jops looks too babyfaced and you are black..
Me : I thought the "D" in TDH stands for "Dark"
Vattu:[Sarcasm] the color of coal is not "Dark" .. its called "Black". and Black men cannot be trusted.. They are always up to some evil. See hindi movies for proof. 90 % of the rapists are black.
Me: You are calling me a rapist now !! ??
Vattu: No, absolutely not. Its just that you have a higher probability of becoming one ..:-)
Me: Holy $#^%$$#

That moment i decided to marry this girl and eventually i did.. She still doesnt like black men though .. she just moved me to the "Not so black to be considered a rapist" category.

Vattu and Me ..






















The next character on the bench is Bins ... my friend since school days, is a very lively character and makes the gang complete. She also chips in on the bench with her views.. she is the only one who had some work during those times though .. Bin's is thin as a pencil and we used to feel she could potentially be blown away in a strong wind.. Bin's and Vattu also used to be members of the famed BTM Gang.. A gang of around 50 guys and gals who used to stay in the BTM area.. Bin's and vattu were our bridge to the rest of the batch , and used to keep us updated ( without our choice :-) ) on all the latest relationship's, breakup's hot gossips etc etc..
I remember one incident where Jop's inadvertently makes a statement that actually blow's the whole gang away, but i really cant pen it down here. Gang members would remember for sure :-) ..


Next is Ikkaa .. the "perfect" man ... every day at least once he asks Jop's

Ikka: " Dont i have the perfect height 5 ft 11' ??"
Jops: "Yes"
Ikka: " Dont i have the perfect weight ??"
Jops: "Yes"
Ikka: " Dont i have the perfect hair"
Jops: "Yes"
Ikka: " Dont i have the perfect mooch"
Jops: "Well .. ahem .. Yes"
Ikka:"Then why dont I have a girlfriend where all other A$$#@!#$ out there have !! "

Ikka is perfect in the way he walks, talks, deals etc etc .. and the situation described above changed with time and he used to hang around "St John's" quite a lot ;-). Since he is married now, i shall not comment further on his girlfriends.. ;-) .. but we had real good times together..Especially in our trip to Shivanasamudram and Thalakkad.. Vattu still has a crush for him i think.. She used to call him "Ikkaaa .. Biwi ye ittittu poyoo ".. whenever he used to leave us and go.. also she still likes his driving to mine.. Fate has it that he is my neighbour in bangalore now.. :-) .."

Ikkaa for you ..

I am not superstitious about ending numbers with 0, and this is not another one from the Series, '101 Science Tricks' , ' 101 Mystery Stories' etc from Pustak Mahal... 101 is the flat number of a small 2 Bedroom Apartment, in Koramangala, in the city of Bangalore. At the edge of the army firing range, this aparment gave a view that few apartments give in bangalore .All the stuff in the house is donated by dwellers who in the course of time, either got married or got better paying job's , and went on to live mundane live's elsewhere. Stuff includes a fish tank, a full kitchen, with all desi and videsi utensils, and a fridge too, that has cooled nothing else in its entire lifetime, but Beer, and sweet's that Jimmy and Nimmo used to bring back from home.

I dont know how the fish tank got there, but I guess some dude who used to stay there figured that girl's dig fish ( in the tank of course ) , and they dig dude's who feed the fish too. By the time we inherited the house, party's with girl's had come down to once in a few months. So usually, a day before the party there a mad rush to clean the house to give it a semblance of sanity. This included cleaning the fish tank, and running to the nearby aquarium to buy the cheapest available species of fish. One Gold fish is mandatory though. During the course of the party, each guy takes turn's to feed to get the "Oh Cho Chweet" response from the girls. I guess the fish must have felt that they have come to paradise.. Only problem is that once the girls have left, no one care's two hoots about them and they are left wondering where all those wonderful fellows went.

A permanent fixture at the house is Tommy, the faithful watchdog. Nimmo's consider's Tommy as his best friend once he is drunk.. You can hear "Mere Puttar" ... "Mere sabse acha dost" etc etc, in the corridor when Nimmo is coming back from Kamadhenu Bar.. escorted by Tommy.. Tommy faithfully waits outside the door of his master the whole night.. In the morning the door opens and Nimmo rushes out .. late for an appointment with his latest girlfriend and finds Tommy outside... "Dog... What the f*** are you doing here.. get out of my way" .. Tommy is left pondering pondering . "What a Jerk .. But he looks a lot like my master.. only thing is his hair has got some sticky stuff in it and he smells funny.... Wonder why my master does not come out during daytime" ..

Thats Nimmo for you.



101's most heavyweight ( literally ) resident was Pillai.. alias Pill's .. at 135 Kg's, Pills was in the best shape of his life when he was in 101. Most of his time was spent between the Sh** department ( that's what the toilets were affectionately called) in 101, Sleeping in the Hall, calling up insomniac American ladies from the Dell Call center. He is also the first one up and ready to go when someone says "P" of party .. Well sometimes's Pill's is out for 2 - 3 parties
at once and gets quite high .. Once Pills was coming back from one of his chain parties and I was sitting outside the house.. I went " Hi man why are you pushing the Bike" .. Pills : " Umm .. I dont know. I have been pushing for some time" Me:" You look like you fell down" Pills " Oh Yes.. Thats why I was pushing the Bike" Me : " Well you can always start the bike after you get up from the fall" .. Pills : " Oh . I figured it would be easier to push. " .. Me: " #@#$@!#@$@!#.." ...
... There are many stories with me in the Pills position, but lets not get into that ...

Pills ..



Jimmoo the The Sardar Who gets Drunk with Pepsi.. is another integral member of the house. For two years the waiters in Kamadhenu Bar tried to get Jimmy to put a drop of Rum into his pepsi ( Ya that's right, not the other way round as usual with Sardar's ;-)), but failed miserably. As 70 % of the time, Jimmy is the only sober person in the gang, we rely on him to make sure the bill's are actually correct. Probably one of the infinite reasons why we decided to suffer his absolutely revolting PJ's ...


Jimmy



Tina ... The Serious Guy of the house. elite ( sleeps on the only bed unlike other poor fellows who sleep on the floor), and aristocratic. He usually is tensed about something at office, till the time we met one of his co workers.. we asked" Hey you know Tinu who works in your group in Wipro. Does something very serious and important most of the time" .. Reply was " Oh he.. he sit's around and read's novels most of the time" .. Tinu tried to explain that those were his CCIE books and not novel's but we preferred not to believe it.. He has an amazing bike ( refer blog below ) ... Tinu has left for Dubai and the bike is still in 101. A memorial for all those day's..

Tinu ..




The next guys is Hari Puttar.. The oldest member of the house.. A die hard Osho fan, spends, most of the time in the house, reading about Osho's views on sex , While he is out, he goes around taking pic's of "Poor India ,Hungry India" .. Sometimes he get's bumped in the head by locals who dont appreciate his "art" ..

Hari Puttar





The other folks are ... Cow ( George ) Pills Junior ( Major Saab ) .. and the visiting professors, Santhu , Sachin T, Manu .. I.N.S Ramesh etc .. I will be back with their stories soon ..

statutory warning: Folks who have not studied in the High Voltage Millenium Batch in CEC will think I am nut's if they read this post. Kindly read with discretion.

In the good old days when we used to when we used to believe in Gangs and Tatoos, When a mans word was more important that reverse sign-off mails.. there used to be two gangs in our college CEC, called Bichoo and Eagles .... Actually there was only one gang,.. but whats a gang without gang rivalry.. so the gang is always referred to as Bichoo and Eagles, two fierce gangs always at war with each other.. The main agenda of the gang or gangs rather .. was "kuntrac" .. mallu college lingo for "non-stop showoff" ..

Two of the most interesting members of the gang were "shunt" and "cac" .. Shunt was from the beach town of Kollam ... His only problem in life is that he is dark as a raven, ( even after using fair and lovely every single day of his life) .. Calls himself Shunt - IAS.. (stands for Invisible After Sunset). Cac is from the land of 3 L's ( Latex, Lakes, Letter's and Liquor .. oops did that make it four.. The fourth one is unofficial i guess) .. Kottayam.. His only problem in life is that he is only 4 Ft 11" tall even in 4 inch heel shoes.. .. He usually never stands and talk's to you unless you are standing near a small platform or pavement, on which he can stand.. The reason is he likes to make eye contact while talking ( this is only possible for him if he were living in a circus ) . Incidently these two gang members were roomies too... only problem was that most of their conversation was centered around the two problems mentioned above.. a typical day walking back home would be -

Cac .. - Dei Sandhya Aayi .. Road il ninnum maari nadakke allengil Bus driver kaanathilla.. idichonde pokum ( Move over from the road man .. its night and the bus drivers wont be able to see you .. )

Shunt .. Sheri .. ninakke pinne aa prashnam illello .. ninte height businte levelilm thaazha alle.. bus mukalil koode poykkolum ( Ya sure .. you wont face that problem though .. your height is less than that of the bus's clearance.. it will go clean over you ) ..

The next great member is Jhaadu .... He claims that he is of pure Jewish blood and consider's everyone else as gentiles .. He owned one of the most amazing Bikes ever manufactured.. Actually it was a normal old Yamaha rx 100 .. but one day Jhaadu was riding back from a visit to his trusted mechanic Jayaraj and he was faced with two bikes coming together on the road .. He suddenly has an irresistable urge to be Mick Doohan and decides to go in between the bikes.... To his bad luck it turned out to be an Ambassador car... anyways after circling in the air for some time, he came down to earth .. The three bermuda's he wears beneath his jean's to enhance his rear end, saved the day for him and he escaped without many injuries.. The bike was totalled though.. In comes Jayaraj to the rescue.. He decides to transform the bike into something that could compete with the 'Choppers'. After a painful three month process of "boiling" serveral of the parts, including the piston and cylinder and god knows what.. and layers of paint from a loaned compressor, the bike was finally ready with amazing features like ... Rain Prediction .. if there was rain within 1 Km of the bike, the bike used to stop .. it used to start only after the sun came out for a few hours.. Sub Inspector Ajit Detection: The bike used to somehow go only in roads where Ajit used to come out for his traffic inspections... So most of its life was spent in chengannur police station, or jayaraj's workshop ... It was routine for Jhaadu to come running to class and ask " Aliyaa .. Give me a matchbox now" .. We used to ask " Why .. what happened ? " and he would say " I am going to burn that bike .. today too it stoped in front of the girls hostel and I had to push it from there with all the girls laughing at me ..!! " ...

The next Character in the gang is "Oommen" ... Oommen, better known as tharikida oommen.. is the heart and soul of the gang ... Was a typical Gulf baby when he landed in college.. But a few months after we raided "Panchayat" ( The doctors house where he stayed.. we thought the name fit the actual use of the place ) using PM as a trojan , Oommen became a full blown mallu .. Well, next time when his parents came to India, he went to visit them... It was late when he reached home and he went to sleep.. Early in the morning he somehow must have thought he is still at panchayat, because when the phone was ringing without anyone picking it up, he yelled " Oru Ma***num illeda phone edukkaan" .. His shocked parents came in the room and asked " Son .. where did you learn this language " ... Well Oommen had a hard time getting out of that fix ..

Balaji is one member I dont need to introduce to half of the civilised world .. and most of the uncivilised world too .. If there would be a Organisation called Entertainment Unlimited, Balaji would be the CEO.. mind you Balaji would be dead serious though.. it is his serious talk that makes us laugh ... There are so many things to say about this wonderful character that I have to dedicate an entire blog to him ..


Then we have the all powerful Chack's a.k.a Chackochie... No one knows his real name.. I dont think even he know's .. Anyways a Quentin Tarantino fan, Chackochie was the terror of the junior girls .. that is till the day he fell in love.. oops .. i think I should be stopping now regarding that .. Chackochie, Cac and Saneesh charirman of ABCL ( Thats All Blacks Corporation Ltd and not Aby Baby's Company ) were the heroes of the 2000 Arts festival.. There are many more interesting characters, and I shall return to complete this post.. till then ...

Hey let me put up a few pics of the gang



Boozing in Kodai ..







At Pillar Rocks

Chengannur..My"Naadu".. I guess home for everyone is the place they grew up. I grew up in this sleepy town in the heart of the erstwhile travancore kingdom, on the banks of the Pamba. Best known for its Bhagavathi Temple, like any other indian town, its got its own charm.

Chengannur Ambalam..

My best memories about chengannur, are associated with the Pamba river. We have played around in the river, innumerable times.. The best part is when the river floods over and we have holidays as all schools are converted to relief camp's. We go out wading into the water.. trying to catch fish with thin towels, called "thorthe"..

Another place I used to love going to was Paandavan Para.. A good viewspot, where we can get to see the town on one side, and the greenery in the nearby areas on the other.. It is also a good place to spend a lazy afternoon, sleeping in the shade of the Rocks.. There are depression's in the rocks that looks like huge footprints... its said that the Paandavas rested there during their exile, and the footprints are those of Bhima.. There is also a hollow rock which we used to bang to make sound's..... and in the center of the place, there is a small lake, which is rumoured to have a hole that reaches an underground cavern that reaches till Kanya Kumari... Goats have been rumoured to be lost there.. Apart from this, there is also a very smooth place on the rock, where you could slide down, and kids used to say Bhima urinated there.. but I dont know how true that is though..!!











Pandavan Para Temple

The Boys high school brings back memories of many cricket matches.. The ground was the Shivaji Park for many budding Tendulkars in the area... The main competition though was about, who gets to break maximum number of holes in the "Ode" tiled roof of the school by hitting sixes .. This is the school, where my father and his father studied.. I never dreamed that I too would study there, but finally I did, when it got converted to an engineering college.. But they built one of the college buildings right in the middle of the ground, which broke the hearts of a lot of cricket enthusiast;s in the area..

I stay in a place called Angadical .. Near the government ITI... My school, St Gregorious too was nearby in a place called mulakkuzha.. After my school on the way to Kidangannur, there is a place called Kuruchimuttam .. Essentally its a huge paddy field, through which the road goes.. its a lovely place, especially early in the morning, when the mist covers the paddy... I and My college mates have spent many an afternoon doing "combined study" or more appropriately, talking about anything in the world from girls to global warming, except studies..

Hi Folks, ...

Kicking off my blogging experience ..

My first impression when i heard the term "online - diary" was .. "What !!! .. my diary should be in my desk and not on the net" .. but off late i am overcome by this irressistable urge to express myself ... maybe it is the industry that is making be feel that way.. I find myself identifying with Dilbert more and more as each day goes by.. I felt like doing something more than putting my brain in the fridge every morning so that I can get to work.. quite ironical as i work in the so called knowledge industry .. :-) ..


I havent written anything since i used to send "News from bangalore" to everyone in our batch .. That was when I was cooling my heels on bench in Infy .. so all the creative evergy was flowing free ...

Now five and half years later ... and my brain cells heavily strained from the idiosyncrasies of the IT Industry .. I really dont know how much sense I will be making.. But anyways let me give it a try.

Apart from this, I would like to thank so many wonderful people i have met in my life, for all the amazing, crazy moments that we shared..

Rgds
Robby