Yet Another Software Junk | മറ്റൊരു പാഴ്‌ജന്മം

Enemy can find out even a minor mistake in you; Your friend may be ready to adjust with it, hence missing a chance to correct it.

Who is better? ...Enemy gives you a chance to overlook your limitation, hence you may improve !!!

Your mind will be sharp while competing with your enemy. it brings out the best in you !!! So accompany your enemy ;-)

"Kill your enemy, even if he is your brother" - a 5000 years old philosophy

"Love your enemy, pray for them" - a 2000 years old one.

See the current one : "Forgive your enemy, but remember his name ;-)"

ഇതു വെറും ഒരു പഴഞ്ചൊല്ലല്ല… (It is not just a proverb...) it is the truth.

I had a lot of chance to 'stitch'… but I didn't.

Result: Samson’s break down in the middle of Inner ring road. A payback for neglecting Samson's thirst for petrol. In another way, a miscalculation of his mileage in this heavy traffic. Now what to do? Need to find a petrol pump. nammakku chodichu chodiuchu pokaam (let us ask somebody)

One auto driver told there is a petrol pump in a KM.

Though I was a little suspicious of his advice, decided to follow a veteran. Anyway I am new to this place, may be one is there near to those software companies that can be seen at that place.

1st stitch >> Push Samson (A heavy, long cruiser called Avenger) for around 1 KM.

After dragging him around 400m I was tired. 'Colorful birds' crossing the roads every now and then, were throwing pathetic glance, caused more hurt. Poya maanam thirichu kittumo :-( Enquired again about the petrol pump... somebody said I need to travel till Koramangala signal!!! Seems logical (matching with my knowledge base)

So took an auto.

2nd stitch >> Rs. 30/- for auto to reach nearest pump and got 1/2 ltr

Problems didn't stop here.

Even after drinking enough petrol, Samson was refused to start. ohh I got it. Residue dust particle in the filter (or even a chance for an air-gap). The engineer in me arose!! ( Vendatha panikku pokandannu appachan paranja kelkoollillo)

3rd stitch >> Suck the petrol from the tube connect to the engine.

Phew... a mouthful of petrol. What a dirty feeling. He refused to start again. Oru kullukkavum illa.

4th stitch >> Call-a-friend for help (Maanam aa vazhikku kappallu kayari). After a 'non-stop' laugh, he suggested the same. And to get a mechanic.

As per auto vaalas, street sellers direction I successfully located a Bike garage. aaha..it was just in front of where Samson broke down. Senior Bike mechanic ordered me to bring the bike there :-(

6th stitch >> Drag my dear Samson back to the first position.

Another problem, Garage is on the other side and there is no gap in the median (though there is a sign board says a gap-in-the-median). So I have to either go and take U turn down the flyover or cut through the median.

7th stitch >> Cross through the median.

It is very heavy buddy (180KG; his manual says). However I managed to lift him up to the median and cross the road. and handed the 'patient' over to the 'doctor'.

As I said the problem was with his air-filter, he sucked the petrol from the tube that too without his mouth. (He made use of engine itself to suck it) Just matter of 1 minute. Everything back to normal. It hurt a lot. An engineer from GECT, don’t know the very basics of a motor bike (8th stitch >> on my ego, false self pride ...)

"10 Rs."- he billed. Oh… just 10 Rs...I was ready to give 50 Rs. atleast. I wasted around 2 hours just for a 10 Rs. problem!!!

"Bhayya petrol bahuth kammy hain... fill it ASAP", his advice.

9th stitch >> immerse Samson in petrol

This could have been done while I take the same route in the morning and save these many stitches

Tail:This is the first time I have been trapped in the road… after around 12,000 Kms of riding experience with David and Samson!!

Yup… first experience cherishes for long time.

similar topic: I Forgive

The moment I stepped out of my previous company ... My Project Leader (now 'OLD' PL) got a promotion… Now he is an Associate Project Manager!! (I doubt if his hidden agenda was to kick me out)

The moment I vacated my room in Chennai... My (old) roommate got an assignment in Dubai. (He was desperately looking for a project around two weeks) And other room mate became a UI Designer and got promoted to another level.

The moment I (crash) landed in Bangalore... The immediate business day was declared as a Karnataka Bundh!!! (I was supposed to join on this day)

What to say more... The moment I joined this company ... My (present) roommate's project got closed and laid off (technically) :-( !!!

And here everybody is asking why this company got less profit in the last quarter?
Business Analysts, Financial experts, and Sales forecasters are searching for an answer. They are trying to figure out what went wrong in their departments!!!

I would say… The problem is in the HR dept ;-)
Yeah...The HR guys have offered me a job in the last quarter.”

footnote: If anybody is interested to join me on my new 2BHK fully furnished flat, let me know ;-)

Thilakan was born on a wrong place, so as other mallu actors !!!

The face expression at the time when he realizes that his younger brother is going to marry his family enemy is unbeatable. Seems that Jackie shroff was even afraid to give a try !!!

a LWD mail...

സ് നേഹിതരേ...

മനോഹരമായ ഈ HCL അങ്കണത്തില്‍ ഒരു വേദിയൊരുക്കിത്തന്ന HR ഭാരവാഹികളോട് നന്ദി പറഞ്ഞു കൊണ്ട് ഞാന്‍ തുടങ്ങട്ടെ... ഈ വളരെ ചുരുങ്ങിയ കാലഘട്ടത്തില്‍ എന്നോടൊപ്പം സഹകരിച്ചു പ്രവര്‍ത്തിച്ച എല്ലാ സഹ നടീ നടന്മാര്‍ക്കും എന്റെ ഹൃദയം നിറഞ്ഞ നന്ദി ഞാന്‍ രേഖപ്പെടുത്തി കൊള്ളന്നു !!!

ഇവിടെ എല്ലാവിധ പ്രോത്സാഹനങ്ങളും നല്‍കി മികച്ച പ്രകടനം കാഴ്ച വയ്ക്കാന്‍ എനിക്കു പ്രചോദനം നല്‍കിയ anthomas നോടുള്ള എന്റെ നിസ്സീമമായ സ് നേഹം വെറും വാക്കുകളില്‍ ഒതുക്കാവുന്നതല്ല; Full തന്നെ വാങ്ങികൊടുത്തേ മതിയാവൂന്ന്.

എതോരു കാര്യത്തിനും എന്നോടൊപ്പം മുന്നിട്ടിറങ്ങിവരാന്‍ സന്മനസ്യം കാണിച്ച Rave നോടും നീലുവിനോടും എന്റെ കടപ്പാട് എടുത്ത് പറയേണ്ടതാണ്. (വെറും പൈന്റ് പോതും)

ഈ കാലയളവു മുഴുവനും ഒരു കലാലയ ജീവിതം പോലെ ആഘോഷിച്ചു തീര്‍ക്കാന്‍ ഒപ്പം നിന്ന ലൂക്കൊച്ചനൊടും ഗ്രീഷ്മ-ബിജു ദമ്പതികളോടും നന്ദി പ്രദര്‍ശിപ്പിക്കാന്‍ ഞാന്‍ ഈ അവസരം ഉപയോഗിച്ചു കൊള്ളുന്നു.

ഇവിടെ ഞാന്‍ കണ്ട എടുത്തു പറയേണ്ട മറ്റു സവിശേഷത നമ്മുടെ ഓണാഘോഷങ്ങളും അതിനോടനുബന്ധിച്ചു നടത്തപ്പെടുന്ന പൂക്കളമത്സരവും ആണ്. CODC3 ക്കു എന്റെ എല്ലാ വിധ ഭാവുകങ്ങളും നേരുന്നു.

ഇവിടുത്തെ ജീവിതം ഒരു കലാലയ ജീവിതമായി തോന്നിയതില്‍ വലിയ അത്ഭുതമില്ല. sanbalas, Sajith Oduvil, Nithya, Manoj,Hitesh, Roshan Lal തുടങ്ങിയവര്‍ കൂടാതെ കുറച്ചു Seniors ഉം ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നതും എല്ലാത്തിനും ഉപരി എന്റെ bunch mate ആയിരുന്ന bijchand ന്റെ സാന്നിദ്ധ്യവും വീണ്ടുമൊരു college life നേടിയെടുക്കാന്‍ എന്ന സഹായിച്ച ഘടകങ്ങള്‍ ആണ്. (offnote:ബിജോയേ...കളഞ്ഞിട്ടു വാടൈ...!! ;-)

College- ഇല്‍ പഠിക്കുമ്പൊള്‍ പോലും ഞാന്‍ ഇത്രയധികം football കളിച്ചിട്ടുണ്ടു എന്നു തോന്നുന്നില്ല. Binny George , Deepak Jose എന്നിവരെ ഇത്തരുണത്തില്‍ സ്മരിക്കുന്നു.

Johns, Bijoy Thomas, Manoj x 2 തുടങ്ങി പേരെടുത്തു പറയാന്‍ ഞാന്‍ തുനിഞ്ഞാല്‍ "നിര്‍ത്തടൈ നിര്‍ത്തടൈ ..." എന്നു നിങ്ങള്‍ പറയാന്‍ സാധ്യതയുള്ളതു കൊണ്ട് മാത്രം ഞാന്‍ നിര്‍ത്തട്ടേ !!!

ഇനിയും പല സ് റ്റേജുകളില്‍ ഈ പരിപാടി അവതരിപ്പിക്കാനുള്ളതു കൊണ്ട് തത്കാലം വിട വാങ്ങുന്നു.

ഭാസുരമായ ഭാവിക്കായി ഭാവുകങ്ങള്‍ നേര്‍ന്നു കൊണ്ട് ഭവ്യതയോടെ, (ശൊ..എന്റെ ഒരു കാര്യം )
ജോജു.

"Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country." -JFK.

Am thinking ... If I was not born here... my country could have saved a lot of money.

My primary education: Wow!!... It was almost free for me!!!
Still I don't know what integration is. :-(
(Alla..ithokke padichittu njan enthu nedi? enthinenne ithokke padippichu?)

My B.Tech Education: I (Err...my Dad) had spent only Rs. 10000/- or less including books.
But if I start calculating the amount spent for me to acquire a Graduate degree... fuzzy !!!
See the infrastructure of Govt.Engg. College, Thrissur. Divide it with number of students.
Count the Lab equipments and its maintenance cost.
Count my Professor’s/lecture’s salary.

And What I offered to my country? Nothing.

My Social Awareness: If I don't throw waste papers and never spit on the roads, My country could have spent lesser amounts on the cleaning army.

If I have a clean and healthy habits... My country needn't invest huge sums on healthcare.

Each time when I buy a cheap DVD (just Rs. 30 ) carrying three Indian Movies, I am nailing the Film industry here and I am not bothered about it. The rumors has it that this money is going to fund anti social elements/terrorists. If I didn't born, I wish :-(

I had spent so much time watching cricket. My unnecessary craze on this lazy game killed many other sports in the country. At least I could have spent more time with my mother on purchasing something from market, or helping her. huh!!!

If I were a responsible driver, with a sense to avoid mad rush in traffic jam, it could’ve saved considerable time for many other people on the road.

I am not daring to measure the amount of food I've just wasted; but I am sure that if I do care my country will be surplus in its resources.

I am sad... Not a single Indian has got benefited from me.
I am living for myself, for my family. I am selfish :-(

Whatever talent I have ...I am using it only to curse my country.

Oh... JFK... my salutes !

Have you ever had a strong feeling of fear at a time when you are shifting to another city? You might be surprised to hear that I am girded with a strange aura of fear following my decision to shift to the Garden city of India. Yes…I am moving to Bangalore… Sorry it is Bangaluru (or something ) now. That is the difference might be.

It was not the same city that it was 4 ½ years back while I was hunting for a job. It was a lovely city then. Now, soaring skyline and the resulting pollution has changed the face of the city.…city of terrible traffic jam… cost of living is so high that even motivates common people for robbery … may be they will kill people for a few bucks … Heard that traveling at night is dangerous… even for men !!

Haa… Now I realize the value of Chennai… I was never afraid to live here… one reason is that the (metro) city life here ends at 9. Then City Police takes the control of roads… They are proud to roam around in their brand new Hyundai Accent donning square sirens just like the LAPD(Los Angeles Police Dept). They might stop you in the middle of night and enquire… "what are you doing in this odd hour…go home…”. I was really annoyed to hear such interferences to my personal freedom. I was not aware that they are making my life secure.

Fear… it might be born with me… take simple examples …

Before coming to Chennai I was afraid of the scorching Chennai heat… what will happen if my skin turns black ;-)

While I got admission to Engg. College for computer Science … I thought…Is it possible for me to understand the working of a Computer?... I was afraid about the micro processors…chips…blah blah…

May be most funniest fear is …
4th std boy to his classmate: "Man… from 5th std onwards we need to follow a time table… is it possible for us to follow this…what will happen if some other teacher comes to take her subject and what will happen if I don't have the textbook of her subject?"

silly silly things… but I am better than my old pal who usually get confused to wear his shoes. He usually takes 5 minutes to decide which shoe to wear first …right or left?

ഒരു വടക്കന്‍ വീരഗാഥയുടെ... പെരുന്തച്ചന്റെ... തിരക്കഥാകൃത്തില്‍ നിന്നു ഇതിലും കുറഞ്ഞതു പ്രതീക്ഷിക്കാന്‍ പറ്റില്ലല്ലോ !!!

ധര്‍മ്മത്തിലെ അധര്‍മ്മങ്ങള്‍ വളരെ ഭംഗിയായി വെളിപ്പെടുത്തിയിരിക്കുന്നു കഥാകാരന്‍ :-) ഭീമന്റെ ദൃഷ്ടിയില്‍ പുരോഗിമിക്കുന്ന ഈ കഥയില്‍ യുധിഷ്ഠിരനേയും ശ്രീകൃഷ്ണനേയും ഇടിച്ചു താഴ്ത്തിയതു മനഃപൂര്‍വ്വമാണോ?

"ഒരു വിനാഴിക, ഒരു വിനാഴിക മാത്രം, മനസ്സില്‍ ഹസ്തിനപുരം ഭരിച്ചു സ്ഥാനത്യാഗം ചെയ്ത രാജാവ്".

എല്ലാത്തിലും രണ്ടാമനാവാന്‍ വിധിക്കപ്പെട്ട ഒരുവന്‍ !! മന്ദന്‍ എന്നു ജേഷ്ഠന്‍ മാത്രമല്ല ..എല്ലാവരും വിളിക്കുന്നു...സ്വന്തം അമ്മയും... ഹ ഹ... കുരുക്ഷേത്രയുദ്ധം ഒറ്റക്കു ജയിക്കാന്‍ കഴിവുള്ള മന്ദന്‍ !!! ഈ മന്ദനെ ശരിക്കുപയോഗിച്ചു ദ്രൗപതിയും ;-) വെറും രണ്ടാമൂഴത്തിന്റെ പേരും പറഞ്ഞ് !!!

ആലപ്പുഴ-ചെന്നൈ എക്സ്പ്രെസ് മൂന്ന്‍ മണിക്കൂര്‍ വൈകിയാണു എന്നെ വീട്ടുപടിക്കല്‍ ഇറക്കിയതെന്നു ഞാന്‍ മറന്നു... ആ യാത്രയില്‍ കൂട്ടുകരില്ലാത്തതിന്റെ ഏകാന്തത ഞന്‍ അറിഞ്ഞില്ല...

എല്ലാവര്‍ക്കും എന്റെ ഹൃദയം നിറഞ്ഞ പുതുവത്സരാശംസകള്‍ !!!

ഇതു എം.ടി തന്നെയല്ലയോ?!!! ഗോവയില്‍ നിന്നു മെല്‍വിന്‍ ഒപ്പിയെടുത്തത്...

Can you imagine a rendezvous with Shakkeela?

A flash back…

After failing a series of interviews, my friends insisted that I should improve my English. So I thought...ok just give it a try then!!! ini athinte poraayma venda

Joined a Spoken English class and found that speaking English is really interesting. Since everybody around didn’t know much English then, I didn’t feel shy to speak Queen’s language. My Thrissur accent fuelled with ‘Formula 1’ fast speech caused no one to notice any grammatical mistakes.

There I met two girls from Vimala college, Solly and Riya (For namesake). They were considerably cute and smart !!! within no time all boys in the gang changed their seats near to them !!! ചക്ക കൂട്ടാനില്‍ ഈച്ച വന്നിരിക്കണമാതിരി !!

They wonder that I am from GECT, the college near to their college! And I wonder that they clearly identified one known personality in my class!! For my classmates… in her description... he always wear a red T shirt means… bright color T-shirt. Always around girls… once he had an injury in his right leg… he had a bullet :-) And she didn’t forget to a give him a compliment … “He is handsome too”.

Anyway, as part of making conversation (to improve our language ..OK)

“What is your father… your hobbies… the story you liked the most… your favorite hero… blah blah …

Surprisingly she refused to say… and promised that she will reveal it at the end of the class. Since her home is nearby she invited us to her home after the farewell party.

And she introduced her mother to us… “enthu chaiyanna ente pillere …ente peru Shakkeela ennannu!!” (What to do guys…my name is shakkeela). I was not sure whether her face was filled with shy or angry then?

What did we do… happily returned home and declared we met shakkeela :-)

On the way to Goa…

To accomplish my 4th wish… We were passing through a lush green paddy.
Our Toyota MUV(1) steadily at 80 KMPH… a cool breeze through my hair, road is marked with White lines, a kinda sailing experience ….but it didn’t last for long. The road conditions were soon changed to “men at work” mode. I felt like riding a horse. More precisely I felt like I was sitting on an ACV(1), the same desert motor Brad pitt drives in the movie “Mr and Mrs Smith”.

I wish ..if I could ride it. !!!

But in India, I just can’t imagine driving such an ACV and I have no genuine intention to go on-site like my friends do. So What to do?

Within no second Indian model of same vehicle came to my mind. TRACTOR !!!

I wish to drive a tractor… preferably in a paddy field… I dream a bit more….
Ride a tractor in MY paddy field.

Compared to all other my wish… I have no idea how to fulfill this wish…neither I nor my relatives/friends own a paddy filed. I’d never even sat on a tractor in my life. But still, I wish !!!

Yes I wish to be a farmer for at least an hour!!!!

subnotes:
(1)MUV:: Multi Utility Vehicle ; here Toyota Qualis :-)
ACV:: All Condition Vehicle

വളരെ അപൂര്‍വമായി ഞാന്‍ ഓര്‍ക്കാറുള്ള ഒരു classmate ഉണ്ടെനിക്ക്...ഈ Chennai യില്‍ തന്നെ. സുജീഷേ ക്ഷമിക്കൂ... മിക്കവാറും സമയം ഈ ചങ്ങാതിയെ കാണാന്‍ പോലും കിട്ടാറില്ല. പിന്നീടാണു മനസ്സിലായതു ആശാന്‍ ഒരു hotel നടത്തുന്നുണ്ടെന്ന കാര്യം. എപ്പോഴോ ഒരിക്കല്‍ എന്നോടു സൂചിപ്പിച്ചിരുന്നുവെങ്കിലും 30KM അകലെയുള്ള അവനെ ചെന്നു കാണാന്‍ എന്തുകൊണ്ടോ ഞാന്‍ മെനക്കെട്ടില്ല എന്നു പറയുന്നതാവും ശരി.

'റെജിമകന്‍' ഇവിടെ land ചെയ്തിട്ടുണ്ടെന്ന വിവരം പ്രസീദ് എന്ന അറിയിക്കുകയും എന്നാ പിന്നെ സുജീഷിന്റെ ഹോട്ടലില്‍ നിന്നു അത്താഴം തട്ടാം എന്നു ടിയാന്‍ തീരുമാനിക്കുകയും ചെയ്ത പ്രകാരം ഞങ്ങള്‍ അങ്ങോട്ട് വച്ചു പിടിപ്പിച്ചു. എന്തായാലും o.c യില്‍ കിട്ടുന്നതല്ലേ എല്ലാത്തിന്റേയും ഗുണനിലവാരം പരിശോധിച്ചു കളയാം എന്നു ഞാന്‍ ഉറപ്പിച്ചതിന്‍ പടി മനസില്‍ തോന്നിയതെല്ലം order ചെയ്തു ലാത്തിയടിയിലേക്കു പ്രവേശിച്ചു. അതുകൊണ്ടാവും മുമ്പില്‍ കൊണ്ടു വച്ച ചപ്പത്തി,പൊറൊട്ട, ചിക്കന്‍ ഇത്യാതി സാധനങ്ങള്‍ ഞൊടിയിടയ്കുള്ളില്‍ ആവിയായത്. പുറമെ പുട്ടും കടല കറിയം ഒന്നു പരീക്ഷിച്ചു നോക്കി. കൊള്ളാം.

എല്ലാം കഴിഞ്ഞപ്പോഴാണു കപ്പ മീന്‍ കറിയുടെ കാര്യം മച്ചാന്‍ സൂചിപ്പിച്ചതു. ഇനി ഇപ്പൊ ഇതു അകത്താക്കാന്‍ 30KM വരേണ്ടെന്നൊര്‍തു എന്ന ഒരു plate ആയിക്കോട്ടെ എന്നായി ഞാന്‍. "എടാ മച്ചു നിന്റെ പണ്ടെത്തെ capacity ഇപ്പൊഴും ഉണ്ടല്ലേ..." പാവം പ്രസീദ് !! അവനെന്തറിയാം ? (അവന്‍ കൊച്ചു പയ്യനല്ലേ!!!:-)

എല്ലാം കഴിഞ്ഞപ്പോള്‍ മനസിനൊരു സമാധാനം!! സ്വന്തം classmate റ്റിന്റെ hotel ലില്‍ നിന്നു മനസ്സിനിഷ്ടപ്പെട്ട കുശാലായ ഭക്ഷണം. രുചികരമായ ഒരു സദ്യ ഒരുക്കി തന്ന സുജീഷിനോടു എന്റെ ഹൃദയം നിറഞ്ഞ നന്ദി !!!

Address:
Thamburan-The Kerela Restaurant,
near Satyam IT Highway,
Sholinganallur,
Chennai-600119

You might’ve heard of St. Thomas’ College, Thrissur!!! In my Pre-degree days (Circa 1994) it was the only men’s college in the town. So the first agenda of election manifesto of all parties were nothing but building a bridge to St. Mary’s college (a famous women’s college just 200 m away from the college). Our college was notorious for the student’s strike too. Frankly speaking, I should thank student leaders who made sure at least one strike per week. Yet our college produced rank 1, 2 or 3 in Engg / Med. entrance exams. “No. of ranks were directly proportional to no. of strikes”-just an unwritten law.

This college was famous for its state-of-the-art labs, which are modern enough to compete with those of IIT’s. Sorry… as pre-degree students we didn’t go anywhere near those labs. But heard that many equipments were in its “തട്ടിന്‍പുറം” (store). I remember that Science block was much stuffed with stinky smell of chemistry lab. But the college never produced an Einstein or Newton as far as I know.

Who cares!! take a look at the Art block. It produced a lot of poets, politicians (Quite a few Kerala leaders), script writers …etc…

But I don’t care that too.

I remember only one room in the college. Room no 101. The only class room with 7 doors in our college. Lucky boys... You might be jealous of us. What a facility to bunk the class to catch a movie. Oh… I forgot to mention, this college has no vast campus, no greenery .. btw, why a college without girls need all these stuff? But we were blessed with 5 theaters in the 2KM radius. (now, 8 I guess). So no wonder if you could see your lecturer near to you and don’t be afraid. They will not interfere in your business.

Ok back to room no 101.

Seven doors. Enough to tempt a teenager to slide through !!! isn’t it?!! but stop being jealous of us. Three problems were put us in a difficult situation.

First one was … all lecturers know about this facility. And they make note of the guys sitting at the door side. (override rule ..choose the penultimate position on the beginning of the class. And swap the position just after your lecturer read the ‘edge’ sitters)

Second. Room 101 is on the first floor. On whatever matter ..you have only one exit to downstairs which is right in front of the class lecturer. ( override rule. ‘Bribe’ your classmate on the other side to make some noise or to misbehave to disturb the focus of lecturer from the exit door.)

Third..sure.. I will revisit. Let me complete the facility of room no 101. And my first day at room no 101.

Did you know what a simple pendulum is? I am sure that your professors took the example of a real clock with pendulum… Am I correct? But our lecturer never used this example. They simply invite us to the bell-tower. Yes you may choose any one of 7 doors to reach at the window of bell tower. In fact room no 101 is in the bell-tower!!!

The advantage of this window is nothing but the road infornt of it heads to St Mary’s college and the right side road leads to Prof.PC Thomas’ entrance coaching centre. Did you get something?

Yupe… We just stand there and watch the ‘birds’. You may see hundreds of simple pendulums in motion!!!

Now, the first day in the college … yes first day in Room 101 :-)

A group of 100 teenagers...who don’t know much about a pre-degree college… eager to wait what is going to happen… suddenly our lecturer appear in the platform and all of a sudden everybody got up and said “good morning” to the first lecturer we ever saw in our life. (what we saw in the school were just ‘maash’ and ‘chechers’)

Anyway the lecturer didn’t bother to wish us back. Ohh…valya poss (serious guy). And he started drawing a table ..What is he doing? He started writing Mon, Tue, Wed, Thu, Fri in the first column. Suddenly a few of us got the clue? They started doing hullabaloo. Each one of us joined the party. (5 minutes later we heard the same warm welcome from nearer classes too)

Yes.. later he better known as “Verandah Principal”, in charge of scheduling time-table for the pre-degree students, very vigilant to catch class-cutting students, always roams around the Verandah of the college. He made sure that the ‘defaulters’ are getting enough punishment.

So concluding … our third bottle neck was to flee away from the sight of this VP.

Current Status:

FORMOUT_TIME(Sachin_10) > PATIENCE_TIME(self)

Day 17: Yeah it 'was' 'that' day!!

Called the agent.
His colleague took the phone and said he was on leave.
Remember his colleague says ..he is on leave ..through his mobile !!! (Airtel Magic)
Evening : the agent called me back.
He said that he will be coming to my flat with the telephone.
Another Airtel Magic; The employee on leave is working!!!

Finally got the connection.
wait..it is not broadband but :-(
Just Airtel land line connection !!!

Yeah but he didn't forgot to give me promise that he will bring the modem that day night.
(May be modem was so heavy to bring along with the phone!!!)


Day 18, 19: Escape from Airtel mania ..I was on home...lucky me

Day 20:
I decided not to call Airtel this day. Lets check whether they call me or not.
Surprisingly I got an email from Airtel : "welcome to Airtel family" (another Airtel Magic)
Reply : "which family? for what ? I didn't get your broadband connection yet"

Aahaa no phone call any way!! what a service!

Day 21: It is for me. So I should took care myself. I made a call to that junk guy.
Want to see another Airtel magic !!!

I got a reply like this... "hello ... who is speaking? "
Eda paavi 'you' don't know me? I am the same person who is calling you 4 times everyday for last two weeks!!!

Of course he promised me that I'll be getting their great DSL connection the same day. poor me; waiting for it for the whole day.

"hello Hello..."
1st try... 2nd try ... 3rd try...
The first time in my life I started hating AR Rahman for his Airtel music. Whenever I call these junks I get the same tune.

Finally got another sales guy... after hearing my story he gave some manager's number ..he called up one of his PL and checked my database. found that my sales agent is belongs to another manager. he connected the respective PL.

He said a lot of sorry + 'I' understand+ I'll correct + I'll send.
And he requested for time till next day 4PM.
yes granted ..whatelse I can do?

Day 22:

6PM : no calls yet

8PM : I made a call to that project Lead;

again promises… sorry… etc…

എന്തിനധികം പറയാന്‍ ...അവസാനം എന്റെ റൂമ്മില്‍ ഇന്റെര്‍ നെറ്റ് ഉണ്ടായി.

22 days around the Airtel world !!!

Day 1: Submitted the application through an Airtel sales guy.
Day 2: Waiting for Day 5 to use “The Great Airtel” Broadband connection.
Day 3: count down 2
Day 4: count down 1
Day 5: count down 0.
Where is the connection? Ok… lets call them.
He said that my address proof was not complete
(What the hell he was doing for the past two days... I wonder)
Handed over BSNL postpaid bill.

Day 6: A call from Airtel.
Application/Address Verification done.
Assigned the phone number. Oh.. So fast.

Day 7: A call from the same sales guy; said my BSNL bill was old.
(what he was looking for while I handed over the bill? )
[a query appeared in masala-mail-group in the company about airtel.
Suggested this agent’s number.(I feel sorry now; his “Day-1” started)]

Day 8: collected the complete rental agreement.
Where is he? Nobody there to collect it.

Day 9: Hello Hello…ohh man ..pick up the phone.

Day 10: Let’s try from somebody else’s phone.
He picked up the phone and wondered hearing my voice.
Claimed he was on leave.
Ok.
He came and collected the "address proof" . I didn’t bother to ask him the purpose of this one
after verification is already done.

Day 11. Where are the wiring guys as he promised the previous day ?
Try to reach him. No answer. 1…2…3…4…calls. No reply.
Day 12:
1..2…3…..4……5……6……calls. No reply.
Got a call from him; said that the Airtel DP box in my building has 6 connections
and 3 were already assigned.
Why can’t he assign 4th one to me?
That’s the problem … he said that the box is not working!!!
Ahhh… what the other 3 persons are doing then.

Days 13; he promised he will send the person today.

Day 14: 1…2…3… calls.. No reply

Day 15: Already fed up; or I forgot to call him after giving endless tries.

Days 16: He called; send the wiring person. 2 and half hours wiring works.
(unlike what he said it is a matter of 1 hour).
Still no Telephone ..no modem. What to do with just wires? To hang myself to death?

Day 17: yeah it is today.

By a frustrated Future Airtel user.
PS: My first Business with Airtel !!!

Part II => Airtel Magic.

I was searching for a reason ..why India is not progressing towards ‘developed’ country!!

It didn’t take much time to get an answer. Yeah it is in my blood too. Laziness !!!

Indians are bright, intelligent, educated and Indian economy is fairly good shape. Still one thing is missing “Hardwork” I am not expecting people to work for the nation. But why can’t they work for themselves?!

In the software industry, engineers are aware of the health problems ahead in their life. I don’t think that an IT engineer can lead a normal/trouble free life after 35. Everyone knows the importance of regular exercise. Still you won’t see much people in Gym, outdoor/indoor games, Yoga etc.

The common reason is ..”I don’t have time to do all these”. [a very good reason to hide their laziness] Yeah they have to work in the night/overtime. They forget that they are missing their life itself for ‘money’. Noone ever gets this life back with the money they have earned.

At least Be selfish !!! Don’t wait others to do your work. You can not buy health with your wealth. So spend a bit time to stretch your body.

All mallus are familiar with a saying

“സമ്പത്തു കാലത്തു തൈ പത്തു നട്ടാല്‍
ആപത്തു കാലത്തു കാ പത്തു തിന്നാം.”

Apply it in the same in health too.

Yes invest something in your fitness now.
You may breathe well in your old age.

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വിവിധ തരം bug കളെ പറ്റി ഒരു അവലോകനം.

ക്ഷത്രിയന്‍ ബഗുകള്‍.
"ക്ഷത്രിയന് സാവു കടയ്യാത്" - വിജയകാന്ത്, തമിഴ് സിനിമാനടന്‍.

വളരെ അപൂര്‍വമായി കണ്ടുവരുന്ന ശക്തികൂടിയ ഇനങ്ങളാണിവ. ഒരിക്കല്‍ system ത്തില്‍ കടന്നു കൂടിയാല്‍ പിന്നെ ഇവറ്റകളെ തല്ലിപുറത്താകാന്‍ ബുദ്ധിമുട്ടാണ്. ഒരു തരത്തില്‍ അല്ലെങ്കില്‍ മറ്റൊരു തരത്തില്‍ അവറ്റകള്‍ പൊങ്ങി വരും. മിക്കവാറും അതിന്റെ പുറത്തു work ചെയ്യുന്ന എഞ്ചിനിയറുടെ വാര്‍ഷിക appraisal ഇവറ്റകള്‍ കാരണം കുത്തനെ താഴെ പോകാന്‍ സാധ്യതയുണ്ട്.

സദാം ബഗുകള്‍
ഇവരും ഭയങ്കരന്മാരണ്. ഒരു വ്യത്യാസം മാത്രം. ഇവരെ കൊല്ലേണ്ട വിധം എല്ലാ ബുഷ്-കള്‍ക്കും അറിയാം. പക്ഷെ അവരെ തൊട്ടാല്‍ തൊടുന്നവന്‍ വിവരം അറിയും. അതുവരെ മാന്യന്മാരയിരുന്ന ഒരു പറ്റം bugകളുടെ ആക്രമണം പേടിച്ച്... "ഇപ്പൊ കൊല്ലും... കൊല്ലാന്‍ പോവുകയാണ്" എന്ന പല്ലവി ആവര്‍ത്തിച്ചു കൊണ്ടിരിക്കും. ഇതു Manager മാരെ തൃപ്തിപെടുത്താന്‍ ഉതകുന്നതായതിനാല്‍ പല engineer മാരും ഈ വഴിക്കു പൊതുവെ രക്ഷപെടാറുണ്ട്. വിദഗ്ദഭാഷയില്‍ {Technically speeking} ഈ ബഗിനെ close ചെയ്തു എന്നു പറയും.

ചാവേര്‍ ബഗുകള്‍
ഇവര്‍ പ്രത്യക്ഷപെട്ടാല്‍ engineer റുടെ തലയെടുക്കാനുള്ള ഭാവമായിരിക്കും. CAP case എന്ന ഓമനപേരില്‍ ഒരു report number ഇവര്‍ക്കുണ്ടാവും. CAP case എന്നു പറഞ്ഞാല്‍ engineer രുടെ 'തൊപ്പി' തെറിക്കാവുന്ന case എന്നര്‍ത്ഥം.ഗതി കെട്ടാല്‍ ഇവരെ hardware issue ആയി പ്രഖ്യാപിച്ച് ഒഴിവാക്കുന്നതാണ് സ്വതവേ കണ്ടു വരുന്ന ഒരു പ്രവണത.

അഭിമാന ബഗുകള്‍.
ചില ബഗുകള്‍ അങ്ങിനെയാണ്. അഭിമാനം പണയപ്പെടുത്താന്‍ ഇവര്‍ തയ്യാറല്ല. ആദ്യം അവറ്റകള്‍ തന്നെ ശരിപ്പെടുത്താന്‍ നിയോഗിച്ചിട്ടുള്ള engineer രുടെ പേരു നോക്കും. engineer രെ ഇഷ്ടപെടാത്തതു കൊണ്ടോ എന്തോ അവര്‍ സ്വയം അങ്ങു തൂങ്ങി ചാവും. ഇതു അതേ പടി manager റോട് പറയാനുള്ള നാണക്കേടു കൊണ്ട് ..."ഓ ആ ബഗ് unreproducible അയിരുന്നു" എന്നു കാച്ചും.

ഓല പാമ്പുകള്‍.
വരുന്ന വരുവു കണ്ടാ തോന്നും ഇവന്‍ മൂര്‍ഖന്റെ അടുത്ത ബന്ധുവാണെന്നു. അടുത്തെത്തി കഴിഞ്ഞാലാണു മനസിലാവുക ഇതു വെറും ഓല പാമ്പാണെനന്‍. ഉടനെ തന്നെ അതിനെ ചുള്ളി കമ്പ് കൊണ്ട് തല്ലി കൊല്ലും. Junk ചെയ്യുമെന്ന്.

മച്ചാന്‍ ബഗുകള്‍
ചില ബഗുകള്‍ അങ്ങിനെയാണു. മച്ചാന്‍ മച്ചാന്മാരാണ്. ഒരാളെ കുഴിച്ചു മൂടാന്‍ സാധിച്ചാല്‍ മറ്റവന്‍ താനേ കീഴടങ്ങും. ഇവര്‍ Duplicate bugs ആണെന്നും ചില വിദഗ്ദ പക്ഷവുമുണ്ട്.

അടികുറിപ്പ്: ഈ ബ്ലോഗ് അടിച്ചുകയറ്റി കൊണ്ടിരിക്കുന്നതിനിടയില്‍ വീട്ടില്‍ നിന്നു ഫോണ്‍ !!!
"എടാ ഞാന്‍ ഒരു 'പേരുവിവരപട്ടിക' അയച്ചിട്ടുണ്ട്. നിനക്കു താത്പര്യം തോന്നുന്ന പെണ്ണിന്റെ പേര്‍ പെട്ടന്നു തന്നെ എന്നെ അറിയിക്ക്. ഞാന്‍ പെണ്ണിന്റെ വീട്ടുകാരുമായി ആലോചിക്കാം !!"
ആഹാ... എന്റെ ജീവിതത്തിലേക്കുള്ള ബഗ് തിരഞ്ഞെടുക്കാന്‍ ഒരു കനകാവവസരം !!!

Have you ever watched a movie 4 times at a stretch in 24 hours? I did.

DCH was the last one I watched in such a passion (First two were Manichithrathazhu and DDLJ)
And one dialog stuck in my mind is…
“apna bag pack kar. Mein sid ke saath khadi me thera inthezaar karronga”

We - Myself, Bijoy, Melvin, and Vikas couldn’t think much to plan a Goa trip the moment we saw the movie. But we landed up in different parts of the country after passing out from the college. Palakad, Delhi, Mumbai and Chennai. We never happenened to see together for 4 years after our graduation.

Now we three are in Chennai and one in Bangalore. So our heart were beating fast as the Deepavali long weekend was approaching. By character, my classmates were already put name to us. Nobody ever took time to name Vikas as sameer. And our the main headache was to arrange truck for his return trip… :-)

Suddenly, the plan was changed with a happy news …Vikas got engaged with Roshni on Deepavali Sunday. So we cancelled the truck booked for him.!!! And Anoop joined us.

Needn’t tell much about Goa. But a few things to point out.


Goa is a place very much like Kerala with Beautiful beaches. And never miss Palolem beach.

Sun, Sand and plenty of Skin !!! what else you want? The sunset @ Palolem is an extraordinary one. Also you will get a fairly good sun rise too !!! (Palolam is a curved beach). You may live in shack which is facing the beach. What about a ride in fisher men boat to see Dolphin island, Butterfly Island and Honeymoon beach? Oh… you want to fish? Get up early and go with them. Only your laziness to wakeup early will be there to block you!!!

Remember one thing. Don’t be in hurry. Everything is slow there. Surprisingly I took 2 and half hours to finish a scoop of rice!!! (my min speed to have a full meals is just 10min). It is very nice to enjoy the shore with a cool sea breeze on your hair. No wonder why these story writers are spending their time with sea. But for us reason might be different. Put a cooling glass to hide the moments of your eyes and simply sit down there. You will never aware about the time machine :-)
where is she going >>>


Foreigners are less complex than what we think. They just say “Hi How are you” unlike we keep our face serious. They wear two pieces while relaxing in sand is just to differentiate their skin with sand. Otherwise ‘bloody Indians’ might walk over them. Sorry the bloody Indians attitude is not from them. It is common in the restaurants. Only Indians could think like so!!!

Frankly I got a bit bored up with Goa. May be because of two reasons.
1) I don’t have any girl friend or spouse or whatever.
2) I was already relaxed. In the sense my work rarely demands busy schedule.

In short, Do not plan Goa trip much before. Are you held up with some dirty job? Did you finish any hell release? wanna some peace of mind?

Yes that is the right time to fly Goa. Don’t forget to call your girl friend too :-)