” I was just holding my forehead with the left hand when she went past me.. I thought it was enough and closed my green pen’s cap … Before could I get up she went quite a distance.. More probs now she has started talkin with her friends.. This was the last chance to tell her .. But then fear too catched up cause I’ve seen her ferocious behaviour…

The invigilator was asking me to sit down for those last two minutes..But for why? Crazy man …Ofcourse not from my coll… Two mins I was out of the hall and when I turned to see what she was doin..She was rejoicin in some group this time while she normally runs away from crowd after exams..

It was a special day , two days back.. Cause I came to write with two black pens in my life ..Cause my brother took my watch to his exam yesterday I wanted to make his black pen inkless ..(we’ll name it as NEP… reverse of PEN) ..After few mins in the busy scribbling invigilator asked the NEP for some other student writin exam.. I gave and got back to my writin.. Few mins then as usual stuck on writin I was itchin my ears, head and finally to my beard..the invigilator gave back the pen.. Thought it was the guy one place next to my roll num who asked it.. When I started to use NEP in my paper it dint write.. (Once again I was tricked by my brother.. ll deal with him later..) After finishin the exam , I went up to him and started to apologise mildly to him.. He said ” I got pen only from Sanjeev da.. I dint get from you..”.. Then only did I realise the person who must apologise was Revathi, my next roll num.. But today she’s not available to ask sorry.. She’s just ecstatic to say the least..

Neednt she be.. It was perhaps the last exam for her and the elective she chose ensured that she’d never again come back to write an exam so fastly like her blog..

There was a pat on my shoulder..”Dude .. I’m leavin today eve.. So ll catch you when I return da..” I said “Ya sure da..Tc da .. Have a nice journey”.. For him also it was the last exam.. Not only for these two people indeed for many a no.of dudes and dudettes it was the last exam.. Jubilation all around and I just couldnt slip into the party cause I had one more left..

It was the first week of December the fate was written.. For no reason I was sittin idle and wastin time when people around me were revising and learnin new things from others..When my pal Ram started to discuss about probs, I just came away to learn theory qn from another friend.. As usual the twist was in the exam cause the paper we got was actually more easier with the repeated problem my pal Ram was workin on earlier today… There was no hope of a pass while writin exam ..

I came out of the hall about how others did it… I heard few confident voices and some also supportin me tht “We’ll pass.. Dont think much abt it..”..When I thought “Ok, If so many are goin to fail , Anna Univ will pass me by grace marks or at the max by reval..”

But addin to the woes was the news tht there was a mere attempt question in the paper.. I was payin price to say the least for sittin idle tryin to show “GETHU” but landin up in a steep pit..(I wont say it as dirty.. It was actually deserved one)

It was six months later.. The final sem exam was over.. When many guys cleared all in pre-final sem , I was the novice one to get one for absolutely no reason… atleast in our class..

We come to know how precious a good thing is, only when we move without it.. Only after seein others in rejoice I was able to realise how I’ll be writing a single exam without all those people who , whether intentionally or unintentionally , were puttin some matter in my brain during those exam hours to scribble to get over a 36 on 80..

Bye’s and laughs exchanged in almost every large marble on the department’s floor… Few unofficial rocket crackers to mark the golden moment of most of the people in coll.. Though it was a very hot May day every looked enjoyin atleast internally after the hardwork for almost 50 months..

It seemed its extended to me for two weeks .. I was not even havin needed material.. Few days was busy with the StickCricket which I was mad about durin my pre-final sem exams..Then to add to the burden of studyin exam was the Campus Connect program from my employer.. The staff who addressed the openin day gave so much hype tht if I’m goin to fail then I’ll be chucked out even before I go to my trainin center.. My parents more nervous on how my preparation has went before gettin busy with my employer’s coaching in my coll… I lied so badly that “I finished everythin two months back ….Only revision left..” whereas I dint even know wht book to study , when and from where to get them .. After knowin about me for decade and a half in acads my parents did knew wht I’d ve done..But they did wht they can ..Pray for me…

Two days to exam… I thought of takin leave and studyin for exam at home.. But then my parents w’d get tensed and ll then why I lied earlier.. So I went coll and skipped the trainin class … Had my saviour in the form of R.B.(my colleague in few days) in hostel takin rest .. First half of the day.. With few of my experienced pals to take exam on tht afternoon they suggested me to cool down and relax.. And said tht it was the way they used to write those exams.. Atlast after lunch the guys went to exam and R.B. gave his analysis and important questions to study for the exam..

Next day I finally managed to get a leave and did some preparation.. Fear was engulfin me as I was doin only selective questions and it seemed as if history is goin to repeat itself within a space of 6 months..It was now havin impact on my preparation.. I’ve asked R.B to do some prep for me.. It’ll depend on tomorrow morning of what he has done amidst attendin the coachin today..

It was 5.30 PM.. Tension slightly grews whenever its the first one for you.. Be it speech ,be it recieving award/prize and be it writin a_rear.. Few calls from my close ppl and R.B’s support brought down the tension and pressure now.. This was the significant event I’ll remember throughout my life.. Also I’d not forget how one of the demon with whom I chat most of the time dint even message in messenger/chat etc to communicate his wish.. His words would’ve added more confi to me.. I’ll do the damage later to him…

EXAM DAY..

With 2 to 3 select qns and few never heard before qns but suggested by the unmentioned ppl , I entered R.B’s room to ask about the question he promised me he’ll prepare..He tore a single sheet from his little diary and showed the diagram with few key points.. So easy to grasp , it saved my time and also added to my confid.. Suddenly I started feelin confident tht I’ll pass today unless extraordinary events are goin to turn out ..

It was 5 mins to 9AM .. My friend who wrote exam two days back asked me to wait so tht he’ll get ready to give company to me.. Guess wht I did ?

MINESWEEPER……….. ..

Had anyone who wished me luck or who support me, been there my skull would have taken a strong blow.. Dont think anyone esp. my family know abt it..

After 10 valuable mins playing game , I was on my way back to the exam hall.. Met other guys who were there to give company…Luckily met Sanjeev and Sam there … Sanjeev looked more tensed than me and wishin by closin his eyes.. .. Had he seen me with 10 mins back surely I’d ve faced rebuke from him.. (Sorry machi.. )

Inside the hall.. Question paper in my hands now.. Seemed like history repeatin itself.. Except the qn R.B taught today morning and the few accidentally read qns suggested yesterday, I’ve never heard of any single question in tht paper.. The implication was clear…. I’m still the same but ppl around me now made the difference..(Ppl please dont comment this as modesty… I’m guilty .. really)… I finally finished the first and my last (must wait till results) one with more writing.. It was the first time I wrote 32 pages in my history of UG exams.. As usual then had calls later in the eve about how I did etc.. and then I was waitin in the leave after completin the trainin..

Only few days before I got my results.. Boy need I say ppl around me were more ecstatic and happier than me..

Not many would know tht I’m the first graduate in the path to root of my family tree .. But still I’m not happy the way the job has been done..I’m not a son whom my father will be proud whereas the vice-versa is true..Infact I’m the first one to go pass high school in the family tree.. So whtever I did has and will not be pleasin even to myself .. Hopin to see if I can get satisfaction by makin anyother “first one” honour..

Though this post has been in mind for about 3 months , monotonous, unappealing and excessively boring I felt it’d be good if new as well as old people come to know about me.. This is not the post I’m writin to increase my count hits but its just a part of my gratitude to the souls which saved me as well as many others ..

[My mind turned blank at this point.. Its one of my posts not properly finished..]

P.S : Replace “_” with “R” ..

Btb the “DEMON” is the guy who gave his books for me to study.. So we’ll rewrite the name as “OM DEN” … Dont ask meanin for it ..

Has the Indian Motor international “Bajaj” copied its logo from the great “Volkswagen”?

We’ll analyse it..

As one can see this is the logo for the Volkswagen motors. If we just rotate anticlockwise (90 degrees) then we’ll get the followin image.

Just remove the circle in the image and merge the ‘V’ with the ‘W’ you’ll get somethin like the image below..

I dint do anythin to the above image except that I just made the selection of the logo from the first image in the top of the post..

I must appreciate the “BAJAJ” logo designers for making an intellectual copy of a strong rival who cannot claim for what “BAJAJ” has achieved using the logo.. And to support the theory , if you notice the text and background colour of the Bajaj logo are just swapped from that of the Volkswagen logo..

BAJAJ must surely be proud having a designer who has created a successful and powerful logo simply by looking in a different angle at the already hit logo.. Kudos to the designer..

BAJAJ is certainly “DISTINCTLY AHEAD” atleast in logo creation

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Regards,

BOB

Its been time since I typed “wordpress.com” in the address bar of the IE window.. With newbies bloggin at rockin speed and also requests from few close to heart ppl  I finally decided to take up this post….. Guess wht the post is goin to be…

Well the word “CHIYAN” is the nickname of actor Vikram in the superhit Tamil movie “Sethu” (The original character name was Sethu only)… Dont know how many of my readers have watched this movie.. I’ll just briefly give few scenes which are quite related to this post…..

Sethu(i.e. actor Vikram) known as ‘Chiyan’ in his college is some senior student  and is kind of a loutish guy who sets rules for everyone including the coll’s principal..His family members too even dont like the name “Chiyan” for him. A fresher called Abithakuchalambal (actor Abitha) enters the coll and our hero is quite impressed with her (she plays the ingenue role).. After mild ragging for few days, he asks her about the meaning of her name oneday.

In two to three  days she explains the Sanskrit meaning of her name and then for her turn she asks what “CHIYAN” means.. Problem starts for our Chiyan as he wants to impress her and, the research work was spread out to everyone in the college and his living areas.

Too many suggestions and too many conjectures came up from History to Language (Tamil and Sanskrit) departments. People flipped thru all the pages of the old agaraadhis(dictionary in Tamil)..

Now the job came to the astrologers(pandits) in the living area. One among them , when consulted with the problem, was explaining that the name was closer to the name  of God’s reincarnation . He explains saying SREEMAN (God’s name)…. CHEEYAN(Sethu’s name)… But a proper meaning was not found even by the end of the movie. And ‘Chiyan’ is another term famous without any meaning.

 We’ll now turn to our story..

It was the usual chemistry class in tht September(2001) time when quarterly exams were just over and this guy was just chit-chattin with the benchmates about pettiless matter..The twist was that the staff who entered the class, actually took chemistry subject for the next section. The lady was known for her comical way of teaching as well as punishing guys by ordering them to go and stand behind the last row if they dont answer questions..

Because the original staff was not there, our lady teacher thought of just brushing up the  lessons taught for quarterly ( Teachers OB adikaradha decenta solli irrukaen).

She knows only few toppers from this section and she’s quite avaricious tht only her students must become school topppers. So she was just asking who and all  topped chemistry in the quarterly exam ( I’m not mentioning the no. of toppers considered here . NOTE THAT   ).

Our guy was the surprise pack in the list . The teacher was wondering if the guy was readin in that school whereas originally he was studyin in that school from Pre K.G.. She started to ask the guy’s name.

Before he opened his mouth to tell the name his benchmate shouted the name as “JIKKI” which she heard as “SIKKI”. Everyone was literally rofl . She thought that was a real name and said ” Nice name !! I think he’s a hyderabad cricketer”. Our guy was just blown out laughing.  It was just a terrible experience.. On one part he was enjoyin the comedy of the teacher but on the other side it was quite miserable cause girls were laughing at him.The guy put his head down looking at the desk and covering the gleeful smile  with his left hand .

Need I say the guy is myself. The name “JIKKI” was coined illogically and no one knows who found it and where it came from. It’s like some shooting star sudddenly found on the terrace of your home.. lol. Six years since the term was formed, it was terrible to see people call me by the name “Ravi” in my coll cause it was like I’m out of the earth and in some other planet.. Even my friend’s parents called me by this name so it was too worst to have someone call me with new names.. There was no one to question me the meaning of Jikki nor were I personally interested in findin out the meaning..

“Sikki … What is the product of this equation ?”. I was lookin around who asked the question. It was our own teacher standing there near the board.. The equation was somethin my chemistry teacher has given so much importance while teachin in the class durin which I think, I was busy with “BINGO” game in the last bench.. That teacher was really lineant so we thought it was no problem untill she warned us  the other teacher may come durin her hols very soon.

Atleast yesterday I must have read in my friend’s home. But it was a fine day after that slight drizzle and cool wind blowing everything was ideal for that. Its obviously CRICKET . I forced my friend to call his flatmates for playin cricket. Those people who were relaxing on that sunday evening came out and gleefully addressed me “Enna Ricardo! Quarterly pass ayittiyamae . Thaaru maaru da”. I was replying “Pakkathula Padikara payan irrundhan . Adhan anna”.. Ya Ricardo was yet another name I got in this place cause of my look and mode of playin cricket in tht flat..

“Enna pa! Answera sollu… Illa na , poi pinnala nillu” ( Tell the answer or go and stand at the last bench). I said ” Mam . Please Move I want to see  the eqn completely”. She moved.  But then I had no clue about the answer.. Seems like I’m the first one to be punished (adavadhu mudhal boni) for her question in my class. Would she ask me whether I scored good marks in quarterly by copying?

But then she started questioning my bench mates. Thank God . No one answered. The question passed row by row to the first bench guy. I thought the first rank holder sitting there would tell the answer and I w’d be there standin in embarassment today at the last row . I prayed my brother doesnt see me while passin across my class and then later inform in my house. He’ll first get part of my share of the evening snacks by blackmailing me and then later whisper to my mom” Ma!!!  Babu inniki last benchla mutti potukittu (kneel down) irrundhan.” I’d think ” Adapaavi build up kuduthu vera mattivittaanae ….. Nambikkai Throgi… Idhulae enkitta padhi snacksa vera vangittan.”

Dint know myself tht I’m goin to reform tht BABU to BOB merely cause of the passion for three letter or one syllabled names.Its quite a general interest for a vast sectorof people . Even history of Tamilnadu shows them in the form of political parties DMK, their leaders MGR,… and then leading actors (Tamil names) Shivaji, Kamal ,Rajini, Ajith(this dedicated to Sanjeev)..  Even coll mates SAM, RGR, RAJ, RAM,.. were quite powerful people. May be I too was better in school cause of ‘Jikki’ which in Tamil, contains three letters only. The word ‘bob’ is a special palindrome in that when it is considered as an image and rotated ,will also result in a palindrome “qoq” ( Dont ask me a meaning for qoq. PLS.. ).Still there was somethin unique I thought I must add to BOB such tht the new name must make my friends its me alone. SO i appended the rollno. 89 to my name . Besides from the fact that 89 is a prime ( Mathematically we must realise that every number in this world is either prime or their multiples. So obviously prime numbers rule the mathematical world), it was also special that its complement 11 is also a prime.( Idhu naane kandu pudichaen . No copying.. Trust me ). My neighbour started scratching my fingers when I was looking down at the desk.

“Dei! Anga paar da he’s taking chalk piece from tht teacher da”my friend was whispering at me. I was telling to myself “Seri seri.. Inikki namma kalaai vanga vendiya naal. Nothin can be done”. Once again I looked down at the bench as if I were too much writhed with shame by forgettin to revise for the 5th time tht equation….

“Mam ! The equation is  wrong mam…” he said and gave some proper explanations for that. The teacher replied “Oh Amaam pa! ……… Sorry students. Sit down”.

I didnt open my mouth . I just grinned at the next guy cause  the next round of questions started from him. He was in few minutes standing at the last bench. He was lookin with that red face along with the rest of  my benchmates who joined him there , at me.. I was later telling them” Dei Avangaluku equation seriya ezhudha theriyala. Adha naan sonna thappunu vanga. Adhan namma sishyan(disciple) vittu kalaichaen . Epdi ?????”

You know wht happened to me and wht’ll to this post. Its

“THE END”  :D

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P.S. : K.Srikanth’s post and L. Srikanth’s request were two crucial things behind this post. Thanks to them…….

“Take the dagger with you”.Mom was shouting at me when I was speeding from the home towards the mountain.I came back home only few minutes back after playing till the sun was at around 190 degrees to my retina.I thought I’d get chided for not making hay to the horses in the stable at the back of my house.But I had forgot that its my birthday tomorrow, purely cause of the time spent in the game I played in the evening. My mom said my gift was waiting on the top of the mountain with a green dot on it, below that single tree which blooms with flowers throughout the year.I thought it was going to be some GM cricket bat or some tennis racquet rapped up and possibly under some burrow.Basically I’m kind of lazy guy and I dont want to carry much with me when I move. So I told mom that I’ll go with a blade there.She told me to go with the dagger.Ok let me go with a dagger itself.I just rolled it in the today’s newspaper.There were lines of Ponting’s fastest double century and some new theory about space.I didnt have the time to read the latter one but I didnt miss the first one .

There was no other go. I’m too tired to climb the mountain and also I’ve to get things for birthday party. I also had night stay at my friend’s home. I cleaned the dust on the seat cover and checked air if it was sufficient to reach there.Hey who got this frog horn on my cycle. Not at all that bad .Oops!! I forgot the key .Its on top of the shelf.I kept it there to take revenge my brother. Ouch !! I hurt my toe when trying to jump over the steps. At last I’m ready to take my first gift of my life. My watch showing 10 mins past six.

Now the watch was 20 mins past six.I forgot to take the hay bag my mom advised to take with me. Lets leave it . I must get the gift in another ten minutes and go to the night stay planned today.

Ten minutes I was just few meters away from the top of the mountain . Brakeless cycle do help you get reach distance in quickest time possible. Oh No .Come on stop this thing quickly that snake is crawling in my path.I cant run over it and then dispose it. I tried to decelerate with my bare foot .At last the cycle stopped just in front of that massive python. No harm done to it.My foot was itching . Lets not bother about that now.We’ve to make it fast man how long !!!.

I cant speed my cycle now cause the cycle is starting to go in the reverse way.I got down from the cycle and clambered my way to the top at last. Man can anyone throw this stupid vehicle down to the valley and get me a new one on my birthday.
On top of the mountain there was no one else other than that white colt tied to the single tree. The rugged terrain has just torn my foot and I was limping towards the beauty.Hey This is just a filly man.I thought it was a colt.Anyway I must move this away and search for my gift.

I started my excavation(?) work from the place where a Sprite can (green color) was left .When I was about to take that can ,it flew down to the valley cause of the wind .Oh God, how am I goin to get my gift when so many green cans are left on the terrain and few precariously perched over the few boulders on the surface.

I thought the gift must be somewhere beneath the ground where the filly is lying.I went and gave a pat on its back to move.Dont know if that is wrong.Never have anyone hit me so badly. I was threwn such a long distance along the ground.My shirt was torn and scratches all over the knees. The foot was bleeding. I barely managed to stand up.

Straight way I went towards that cheap little filly and give a smash right on its face.But then I was taken away by surprise.It had a green dot on its head between those two ears.How did I forgot to see its face ? Ofcourse the full moon is out only now from those passing clouds. Lets leave it. I must get this and get back home quickly.

The horse made a neigh when I tried to cut the rope with my knife.I didnt have any hay to give her.So I thought I’d get some fruits on that tree.I’ve never tasted or intended to .But I’m giving to that horse only no.Lets try.

First lets try with those cans spilled out there.The first can went nowhere closer to the fruit.Pathetic .I must improve fitness before I try get fruits from any tree next time .Next can went straight away into the valley below.Someone there was screaming at me in bad words.The third can .Where did it go ?Oh No .It crashed straight away into the filly’s forehead. I must stop cause I’m sure the next can thrown up would turn up on my head only.

No other go.With that damaged foot I reached the second highest branch from the ground and saw a bunch hanging from the branch over my head. I cut that and threw it down to the filly.The filly was so hungry that it kicked me for this reason only I guess. Think this must do for half an hour before I reach home with this horse and that brakeless cycle.

Oh No again the python .It just fell down on the branch when I cut the fruit . It started moving towards my toes.Come on man why are trying to hurt your saviour. But its a snake a ruthless one.There’s no point in pleading to it.How am I going to escape this ?

I planned to walk towards the tip of the branch .But the end was over the valley.So again I came towards the python.

What next? The one and only way possible was to cut the branch and fall down to save myself. Luckily the knife was good enough to cut the branch before the snake was just few inches away from where I was sitting and cutting my branch.Man what would have happened if I would’ve brought that small blade with me .

I fell down with so much force that when I landed on the Sprite can it went into earth and some sharp thing hit the back of my head.Blood was just starting to trickle from my back of the head. I lost my consciousness for almost 4 hours.

When I woke up I was feeling drowsy and everything appeared blurred to me.My watch was showing 10 mins past 11 I guess.I touched the back of my head if the trickling has stopped or not.It has stopped .I tried to get up and was looking if the filly had any problem.It was just sleeping.I searched for my knife.

Accidentally there were some eight flashy objects on the surface and each in eight directions around my knife.

I just wiped of my eyes with the sleeves of my shirt.They were looking very bright indeed.I’ve never seen them in my life before.I checked my breast pocket and took the paper I’ve used for rolling my knife.

I was wiping more my eyes and tried to read it from the moon light.The theory had some conjectures about the origin of the earth in new ways.And it also included phrases that stars could reach the earth at times and blast the earth.

So this is it. They are the stars. Well I saw blood and flesh to meet stars from space without paying $100 million to NASA or any other space agency. I knew I was heavy. But not this much to bring stars to the surface by just a free fall from the tree . I must start working on my weight .Else who knows I might put an end to the Mother Earth by bringing some other galaxy down on her .

Surprisingly they were murmuring .I reached each of them and listened to them. I found out about their names and they even told me solutions for the problems I presently had at that time.To meet stars from space made me ecstatic first.Now it has made me mad and made me to pinch myself to see if it was reality.The result was my nail’s mark over my forearm . Nothing else. The stars were shining.

Time has flown out like anything . Its 2.00 A.M and surprisingly my wounds got healed by these stars. I must write about all these properties of star . I touched the back of my head . It became normal.I even turned more strong and energetic when I was with these stars.I started throwing them up and then catching back them.It was a funny little experience.Ok how far can I throw these stars upward ? I wanted to test.I moved to the center of the top surface so that I didn’t disturb the horse .

My first throw didn’t go much longer.It came back straight to my hands.Victory !! I didnt hurt my head. Next throw a bit more faster I thought I must throw. But then who gave me so much energy now.I dont know . The star is gone.Its there in the sky waving towards me.Wow !!! How did my arms get so much strength. I wanted to test more of them.

The next two stars crossed the distance than I expected.For a nano second may be the star went towards the moon and created a small shadow over my head.Such a nice feeling to have.

Two more reached the sky when the horse started neighing at 4.00 AM.I took the remaining ones and put them in my breast pocket . Holding my breast pocket with my left hand I ran towards the filly. The python is back in action.It has started coiling around the legs of the filly.I tried removing the snake with my barehands. But in vain I’ve lost my power by throwing all those stars and planned to remove it using the knife.

I went back and got the dagger . I tried removing the constricter but it looked like even a machete could do nothing about this.There’s no other go .I must cut the rope and let free the filly .The snake must leave it when it runs at its best speed.I cut the rope and the filly started running towards the path in hunger and in need of safety.

I thought I had done good to the filly but then I could see some guy with a veil trying to get over it.Hey wait for me you filly .I cant allow that veiled guy take you.Even though this filly was not appealing, my possessiveness made me to run and get hold of the gift slipping away from my hands.

I cant move what has happened to me. The pain is growing and once again bleeding has started in the foot.Shit !!! I threw away my stars for my own defeat.I had only 3 odd stars in my breast pocket.They were saving trickling from my head.The sun has started to rise as you can see in my display pic. The stars are losing their shine in the sun light and their healing power starting to diminish. I must use my best arm power to throw them back into the sky. The stars didnt want to leave me in this situation.But I’ve had good time with them.And I cant make them sacrifice their positions for a simple mortal .The stars were asking me to join them possibly with that filly.I said I’ll give my best shot. And I requested all of them to cross boundaries to help guys with blood trickling from their head.

All of them were thrown into the sky. Drops of tears in my eyes.I feel like blood has stopped bleeding from my foot but has started trickling from my heart . Finally I found what is meant by STAR BIRTHDAY.This is the first STAR BIRTHDAY in my life and probably the first for any human being in the world.I cant forget them and I owe them a lot for healing my wounds.Thanks is just not enough to pay my tribute to them.

I could see the path where the filly and the robber are running. Seems the robber may not find the filly. I must catch the filly and move to my home to cut the cake.I need the cycle. That’s the last option I’m left with.

What is that constrictor doing with my cycle. Hey that is just a plastic frog on the cycle. Oh my God . The snake had got itself and the cycle tumbled off the road into the valley.

Man what can I say about my fate . Why did all this happen to me ? The answer may be the moral of this story

MORAL : “MAKE HAY WHILE THE SUN SHINES”

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P.S : Well I dont know when I’d write about what happened to the filly , robber and more importantly my birthday party.I’m also eager for that.

The story has been created to illustrate the moral of the story mentioned . All characters are fictional only.

I heard from one of my readers that my presentation theme is so tough for them to read.If many of you wish me to change I’d do that .So let me know.

Well around 100 hits had been made on the site after the last blog.Its a bit happy .Still when the readers go silent , it creates an air of suspicion whether I’ve written right or wrong, more or less and so on.If you want to spit against this , pls spit or if you want to praise (?) try it.There’s no problem even if you write a comment completely unrelated to the post like “mind boggling post” to something which is totally labyrinthine and quagmire kind of one.

This is yet another favorite post for me.So I’ll try to give the best I can.

I think in the 21st century this is the first ever game in the world where the game and the players made debut at the same moment.The game named “DAIS TENNIS”(DT) was born and the inventors/designers made their debut in Feb.2005.The game combines the rules of table tennis and tennis.So far only men’s single and doubles championship alone have been held. The game is special in that you cannot cover the court very easily and you need to control the game like smash, drop etc., depending upon the hardness of the ball, humid conditions etc.,

I’ve been playing this game right from the debut and there was one player(X) against whom I’ve never won or even comfortable playing with.After the farewell was over,it was my time to give farewell to the game that entertained us for 3 years and that too without much loss of energy, complexion and cost.The final tournament(?) was held and there were only 6 players (very sad) in the tournament. The tournament went well till the last match against X.My score was (points for-points against)44-15 and his 44-17.The game started with his serve and once he reached 3-0 there was no stopping him .And he went on win the last league match 11-5.Now my score was 49-26 and his 55-22.

We finished in the top two places of the league and then we had semi’s with the next two positions.The scores – Me 60-35 and X 66-27.

The Finals

X won the toss and chose the side .I started serving and finished with 2-0 in my turn.Pressure could change the game.That’s what I felt there .I remained cool and he started hitting the ball out.And finally it became 6-0 and his turn to serve now .A very good serve came in.I tried to place the ball in the centre of the court .But somehow it tapered off the dais’ edge.And then what I didnot need someone to come and tell me that I’m the WORLD CHAMPION of this game.(This line is targeted at all those who say me I’m modest).”We are the champions of the world…”song Crazy_Frog_CHAMPIONS just running behind the Mozilla Firefox window now.Too sad we cant imbed videos in the post.Ok has the post come to an end cause I’ve just finished how I became a world champion?Well if u think its over , then you are my fan(?) /friend.Still the end is not reached.

You must be thinking right “This guy is crazy and silly to write a post on a game that is played very slyly ,which is morally wrong and which has zero audience except the ppl who actively play in that tournament or someone who have participated in the past”.Well that’s where the whole world has gone wrong.

I hope atleast one or few ppl would have thought this post was basically something related to cricket and some suggestions to the Indian cricket team.I’m just coming to that.I straight away putting the solution to the crisis which has scorned the man who was gifted the prestigious Ferrari for his bat alone and others with so much of fame,respect and money.

There are only two ways to become a WORLD CHAMPION OF A GAME.The first one is very very obvious.Take a world famous game and rule that to become a champion.The second one is to make world famous the game you rule.

The second was the one which I’ve mentioned above.In my case I cannot even let my staff know that such a game is played in the class.I’d be straight away sent to home and my parents will be playing boxing with my head .That’s a crisis which cannot be solved.

Leave off the DT .We can make other games like goli etc., world famous and win gold medals in Olympics if they were included.I can feel you are just saying “Total comedy post”.

Just analyse the past . Cricket was played a century and few decades back just for fun and only among few people.It was not created by any god or by any Einstein .The designers/creators were like us only.The difference between the DT creators and cricket creators is that the political powers vested with each of them.

The cricket creator had the power to take the game across the countries wherever they ruled and they created cricket grounds at the expense of the local people’s farmlands whereas I was just going to places where I could only play cause only few daises are suitable for the game.Such is the difference between the power of the creators.This has prevented you know from having an official IDTC(International Dias Tennis Council) and CS Open(not US Open) i.e.,Computer Science Open and as I write this post there was a red line under DT but not under cricket.I dont know what the word “Cricket” mean.I’m sure it would be something irrelevant or unimaginably connected with the game itself.Still it’s not underlined red.

I’m not trying to discourage people who have taken up professional cricket,tennis or any other world famous game’s coaching for more than a decade to give up that and start playing something very new.But the point is try both and which ever you are comfortable with go ahead with it.

I’ve just completed around 60 lines of the post so easily for the first time but I’m just struggling to write few lines in my project documentation.Thank god my project leader has only dial up and he wont see my blog for few years to scold me.

Hope we meet with a better post next time.

We find them do miracles in their work be it sports or academics or anything else they are wizards not magicians.They are the GENIUSES.

Considering a few centuries back or may be few decades back the concept or notation of genius people was not all tough to find.They would look strange with their dressings , behaviour , the thinking etc.(e.g Albert Einstein) and their personal life used to be a tragedy.The reborn geniuses have changed themselves and now they see to it that they look proper , neat like other mortals and at times even as models and they live as if problems are just like taking another toffee.They are just amazing.

Now who is the one worried about the concept of genius ? Its not the person who just treats beauty as beauty without analysing anything esp. people like designers .The people who are really bothered are the ones who try to research things around them and sometimes very seriously.They try to match themselves with the genius around them as the genius people make things appear very easy even when the work is really enormous or at time really impossible.So its like you a small bee after getting into a beautiful flower inspires the crow to get into the same flower.But the result is obviously undesired .So the problem is for the research guys who cannot just ignore the data or the things they watch/have  without analysing it and not for the designers who take beauty only by perception or by intuition.They must avoid the illusion created by the genius people around them and also they mustnot turn into a simple designer just because they cannot become a genius.The net point is that one must analyse themselves and find only after very strong and slow analysis.

 This is one of my favorite posts cause I only found recently that I’m just a researcher.And I hope I might have helped my peers and counterparts.

I used to ask my friend Ragesh why he’s not writing blogs frequently as others.He said there was no particular reason.But now I’m asking at myself why I’m not doing tht.Well the answer turns out to be same.lol.

Ok with India’s first world cup league match underway I think its not bad to write this post as deals with cricket basically.

It was around mid-August and some moderately warm noon when we went to play cricket in the ground(?) at the back of our college.I was sent to open.The day was so fine with cloud over your head and little breeze making you feel like heaven(may be the predecessor of Raymonds).

After few overs went the bowler named X was coming in and I was watching him nearing the bowling crease.I heard no sound at that moment.It was like all your sensory organs had been deactivated for a minute. Then the ball went past the boundary and the first six of my life.No one trusted me that it was the first six of my life.Trust me all I knew was the bowler coming and the next second I felt I was taken out of the world for a nanosecond and returned back so quickly to see a miracle.It was the moment of truth for me.Cause I didnot feel any pain or joy at that moment.Its just simply amazing to have one like that.I term it as truth because its like a blank pulse running through your mind with no worries.

But generally I do enter kind of coma state for a split second when some tragedy is about to happen to me.I’ve always seen myself in that state when I dived into well with the rope around me got untied, when I fell from the bus and when I had crash with a speeding 2 wheeler during my 12th board exams and recently when I crushed into floor slipping off balance during football.

Well now my cricket career has come to an end I think with 2 consecutive ducks in the official cherry game of cricket.But then the moment of truth remains etched forever in my mind even though I feel its going to end similar to what my classmates felt for 2 minutes before their vehicle slided to ground.

I have been tagged by Ragesh to tell 5 things about me, that the world does not know..

Lets go for the take now.

1. I think this is the real one.I use a old model green colour Camilin ink pen.Dont know why I’m craved for it.But never used any other model for about 8 years.Even if I lost one and even if I dont get in a nearby place , I search for the pen in shops somewhat distant from my home to get it.

2.I always delete shortcuts and folders in the Start menu for all the programs installed in my computer.I either run them using Run command or manually typing in the Address bar in the My Computer windows.

3. I bite my nails like anything when I read for my exams.I have even torn a bit of skin while biting .Still then I continued that day.

4.I play the game which I lose by a vast margin, seriously till I make sure I’ve won it in all possible points in the game(e.g win from 2 sets down in tennis etc .,).Then I try to uninstall or remove that game from my system.

5.This one too is good.At times I imagine a bullet or a rocket coming towards me from a point which I see .And sometimes I imagine disasters like the bus you travel just flying over the traffic and you are thrown down ,crashing into some auto’s top and so on.

I tag Nitin and Swati     here.

Tagged!!

Is tag a punishment or a gift for a new blogger ? I really dont know the answer.

I have been tagged by Revathi with this tag .

Anyway here goes!!
Favorite Color:
Green

Favorite Food:
Anything vegetarian

Favorite Month:

nothing particular

Favorite Song :
Hindi : Never heard any

Tamil:Any super hit esp . with good lyrics.

English: Never heard any

Favorite Movie: comical (english) and supehit tamil movies

Favorite Sport:
I watch and try to play anythin shown in sports channel.Cricket is top on them, tennis the next.

Favorite Season:
Monsoon with little sunshine for me to play in the evening

Favorite Day Of the week:
None

Favorite Ice Cream Flavor:
None

Favorite Time of Day:
Evening

8 CURRENTS
Current Mood: Finish this one quick
Current Clothes:

white T-shirt and green trousers

Current Desktop: Windows XP

Current Toenail Color: natural

Current Time: 4.03 pm IST

Current Surroundings: My mom calling me to have tea

Current Thoughts: will someone type for me my review report

6 FIRSTS

First Best Friend:Sathya narayan(UKG) dont know wht happened to him.Actually he left the school after UKG itself .I hope its not cause of me.
First Screen Name:

jayaramanravi

First Pet: Never had any

First Piercing: Think have one in my ear

First Movie: Take this question off. No one w’d remember this I guess.

6 LASTS

Last Cigarette: I don’t smoke.

Last Drink: Alcoholic: I don’t drink. Non-Alcoholic: Water

Last Car Ride: Not many and not off late

Last Movie Seen: The Prestige

Last Phone Call: My teammate Rahul

Last Book Read: Deception Point by Dan Brown.

Have You Ever Broken the Law:

Being a Libran I follow law when there’s unorder and I dont consider any law when there’s one to be followed.

Have You Ever Been Arrested: No.

Have You Ever Been on TV: No

Have You Ever Lied: I dont do lie in serious matters usually. I always believe truth wins like anything and I also regret every time I lie.
Have You Ever Kissed Someone You Didn’t Know: No.

4 THINGS

Thing You’ve Done Today:

Wrote a blog with broadband connection problems for the first time.

Thing You Can Hear Right Now:

My system processor sound and a tamil movie in KTV

Thing You Can’t Live Without:

I dont know.Its a bit dynamic.

Thing You Do When You’re Bored:

Sleep. Atleast you can have dreams.I’ll tell you I’ve seen really unimaginable scenes where I was trapped in a area full of snakes on my way to Premnath’s home.There was not even light in tht area.This I had in the morning today.Man what a start for the day.

4 PLACES YOU’VE BEEN TODAY:

I’m kind of sedentary guy. May be I can only put the positions I changed today.

3 PEOPLE YOU CAN TELL ANYTHING TO
I w’d never tell anything to anyone.But still I h’ve told many things to few guys .The 3 people selection is tough cause they have information never overlapping perfectly with the other.

2 CHOICES

1. Black or White: White 2. Hot or Cold: Hot

1 THING YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE
Good question cause I myself now asking tht only may be you can suggest me something.Also I’ll try to let u know my decision soon.

I tag Priya and Swathi here . You can take qns only u can answer

Well the title surely is a copy from the tamil comedy when I am actually starting about my personal tragedy. Yeah this kind of irony alone keeps the world revolving and gives time the worth it deserves.

Ok why I am starting my blog? I heard blogs helped my friend get friends, jobs and many other things.I feel that this gives me an opportunity to get my language skills better and also I neednot login with my Gmail account to write comments for the blogs I read.

Why on this date ? I think for some years from now on I w’d be celebrating my blog’s birthdays on this V day.I’m looking into the future where the world celebrates V day on my blog’s birthday atleast.

Ok what should I take up in my first blog?I havent seen the first blogs of my friends .So that is one problem.Another is what topic should I chose .Should I take up my personal life events or should I take up a critical social issue(I hope write some to get others views) or should I thank all the bloggers who motivated and attracted me to create a blog? Well I’m leaving tht to all the bloggers to answer this set of questions.

Ok I should have started this blog two days back when I created history at 8.00 P.M when my results came.I didnt feel much at that point of time.I even then watched AIRTEL’s STAR CRICKETER show on DD National.Geoffrey Boycott was giving tips to young players on a particular shot (Straight Drive).Well I watched it for improving my game.

Geoffrey made this comment “If you miss the shot one time then no problem cause its human error.If you miss it second time then you are wrong at some point and you must get back soon.If you miss it third time you are foolish and you better play defense rather than a shot.If you miss it fourth time then you are stupid and you shouldnot play cricket at all.”

I didnot consider this that much when I saw the show.But now I realise how I’m at the foolish stage and hoping to come out of tht.I must have realised this when first in my lifetime my classmate/cricket mentor Sandeep asked me to stop my approach playing shots for every ball I face.I changed the approach in cricket but not in my life.Lets go for the take and change them.