Yup its 3 years… seems it was yesterday when my dad dropped me in this crowded city and left. 3 years of new friends, 3 years of new responsibilities, 3 years of profession, 3 years of changes in personal life. Ups and downs , forwards and backwards, left and rights of these 3 years in my life, I had one thing in common was this city. I believe it supported me a lot. I love Bangalore!!!!
I remember the day I packed my bags and came to this city,for once and for all. My dad got me in to a paying guest accommodation (suffocated living I would rather say). Good we had a stay of a week in a transit for a week or so. We 4 girls (me, Archi, Manu and Sherya) had awesome fun at “transit living”. Even today whenever I pass by the building I feel “hey… It’s still there” (and believe me I should ask this… we had rats there in that accommodation.. that to huge ones… they were like terrors for us). I made few new friends there who were like friends for ever. Indu, Femy, Prathibha, Bilky (sorry if I missed any here). In office I got some more friends like Sumathi,Shalilesh,Shine, Paru, Madhu,Prateek,Nithin,Mohan,Chathan, Luttu, Hashim and all.
Then a life in PG. We three sharing a room. Manu, Archi and me. Our guest to the room was Soujanya the new entry to our gang from the next room. She was Archi’s friend and worked in our firm. She was traumatized by some working women’s hostel warden so she had to run from there and joined our PG (which we were traumatized by) Poor girl she was an odd one out. She was serious about her life career and all… which none of us were. She took some time to adjust with us. But she was amicable. Then the PG remained of Raksha, Sandhya and Priyadarshini.
Food and hygiene was an issue for me at PG. I remember the PG aunty and me fighting for the number for chapatis (and I calling a friend who spent almost his 6 years in hostel by then to cry out my heart on this, He in turn made a big comedy on that), how she used to have whole of her family and extended families invited to the PG during the weekends when all the girls were at home. We almost went out on every weekend to avoid sitting in PG and get irritated. PG WAS A HELL!!!
Then finally we decided “PG aunty will never improve. Will take an independent house and will move on to live there.”
We 4 got a rented house (where Soujanya is still staying I believe). It was a freedom to live, speak, learn laugh.. good… each one of us miss it even today. It was good. There also we had “AUNTY” but a different one… here the problem was “stopping problem”. She can go nonstop with her blah blah blah… anyone’s encounter with AUNTY will be a fun for all others… she used to tell same thing again and again…may be “short term memory loss” “GHAJINI”. My encounter were limited as I had my Late nights at office on a full course. I used to leave at 6 am and come at 4 am next day morning. Now I don’t do that. Learning lessons from experience is good!!!;)
Her husband was a fatherly figure to all us. Soft and less spoken person. We had a guest for a few days stay there Rekha. She never used to speak anything. I believe we never gave a chance. Preparing for KAS. She didn’t clear that time I guess.. no wonder I, Manu and Archi were there na.
Later one by one we got married and our life drifted apart. Then I shifted to KR Puram. BMTC travel started here. BMTC travels and adventures have already made entries here.
I dono what was my problem in bus. I was always in a mood of jumping off the bus even before the bus comes to my stop. After jumping I would wonder “where I’m?”
Later transfer to Banshankari office to Silk borad office. Attending interviews. Getting jobs in different cities. But never want to leave Bangalore. Not because I’m settled here. Not it’s the IT hub. I like it.
Then back to West campus. Shifting to vijaynagar back. Then shifting to Bannergatta road house. All fun.
Now negative of this city as all say I to have to say:
Traffic is sick I agree but u see a point in it. In office u r a professional ,at home u are a total homely person. So u need a mental transition from one to another which needs time. Take the time while u r stuck up in a jam. Finish thinking about ur office stuffs and start thing of ur home while leaving office. While leaving home do the reverse process. (it doesn’t work every time . Still u can try. For few it may work)
Water is a big issue in Bangalore. I begged BWSSB to provide water and they said “2012 madam u’ll get”. I want them to watch the movie “2012”.
Electricity in summer when u need to run ur fan and AC u’ll not have it. I called the KEB line man and asked him y is it so he said “CM has to get it” I asked from where “from kerala” . I asked my cousins staying there ..they said they have power cuts. I thought may be our CM might have taken it from there and is on his way back. ;)
Price of almost everything is high. U can’t complain on this. Because u taught them u can give them more so they ask u. Bloody thing… didn’t recession hit them eh?
Auto!!!???? Auto driver have a meter which will be on “ayudha pooja for 365 and a ¼ day” they always say 20rs, 40rs if u say “meter haaki” response “agalla madam”. Normal auto conversations here
U: majestic?
He: no
U:y?
He: they’ll have pre paid system and we have to stand there madam
U: u just leave me outside it
He: it’s to far. My house is nearby here. It’s late. I have to go home. (If u have to go home. What r u doing here ? y cant u go and sleep back home?)
U: please?
He: 250Rs
U: meter?
He: no madam
U: 250 too much
He: then I can’t come.
U: ok 200Rs please. I may miss my bus
He: 230Rs last madam
U: ok.
U may feel u pay extra for talking so long with a useless not so hardworking idiot and being dropped at a distance away from your destination. Made a fool out of urself easily.
Other than the people and the system the city is good (don’t ask me wat’s left other than the people and the system. Weather, place, malls so many things are there.. find it urself)
3 Years in Bangalore was worth living and was a great learning in life!!! Hope I would see it with its metro running some day or rather put it “Living to see Bangalore with Namma metro on rails!!!!”
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
I learnt I can make people laugh.
Hi! The 117 story was a hit don’t know if it was the post or the popularity of 117… anyways thanks. After that post I thought I should write about this “big on stage blunder” I did in collage with 117!!! Many of our buddies know the incident, but don’t know what exactly happened there. Many might after reading this will ask me a question “REALLY????”
It happened in our final year. Some fest from our dept was happening and we both were in the ORGANISING side. Now don’t ask me “how did u get there?”, “who the hell got 2 dumbos into organizing?” It was like a gang thing. Ours was a big gang so what ever happened in the dept it was by default organized by us. Hence we being a part of that big gang were put to do the organizing.
Well the thing was a simple paper presentation competition. As we were 4 of us ,less blunders happened (but still few things happened!! You see we never allow things to be normal)
There are so many things coming to my mind about that fest… Tabu’s antyakshari was fun. I and 117 almost fought on the Hum Aapke Kaun Hai dog’s name, just to know its name was “Tuffy!” Tabu made antyaksari tough for us
The situation which I want to put here is not all these. It was the last item from our batch. Idea was again by “Tabu, the great”. She said that it should be interesting at the end ,than just a lot of speeches and vote of thanks. She said it’ll be better if we, “ the final years” perform a skit. I knew, I was pathetic at acting. In school I was kicked out of a drama. It was the tale of Cinderella. I was supposed to play Cinderella’s step mother. Kahani mei twist was, Cinderella was my friend. Why was I thrown out??? Cos Cinderella used to laugh when ever her step mom (ME) used to beat her…………….Finally my teachers found that Cinderella and step mom are actually having fun, they replaced me. DHANNN! There ends my acting.
Now suddenly I thought “Hey It was long back in primary I did all such thing. Now I’m almost about to get graduated. I may have acquired the talent of acting.” Tabu had almost like 5 to 6 skits. So she wanted different people to act in each one. She was very choosy about the actors (But as we were her friends may be she didn’t have a choice!! Well…. who knows that.. yup Tabu knows ;) )
Then finally I got into a skit along with 117. Skit was like….A wealthy man comes to purchase a bungalow and tells to a person near that its fine blah blah blah and that he wants buy it. Finally he asks the person “Per meine suna hai ki yahan pe bhoot raha karthee hai?” for that the person replies “Mujhe kya patha. Mujhe tho mare hue 20 saal hogaye”
Well these were not the original dialogues. Tabu sorry for editing your skits dialogues. Actually the part of the wealthy man was offered to me. But I turned it down…Why???? Due to date issues …...No due to dialogue issues. Dialogues were too lengthy and I was not able to remember them and Tabu was rigid on the words being used, hence my idea of using synonyms was put off. Tabu was sad, still she said ok. (she was sad as she thought the ghost role suits 117 more than me!!!!)
So finally I was supposed to play a ghost with just a dialogue!!!! Simple na!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!! Please. I couldn’t even say that dialogue. I said that I want it to be cut short. Tabu agreed! Still I’m not through. I said “hey whats in words Tabu. It should be ok with the synonyms also. Main point is people should understand na? I think we can go with my own dialogue which means the same as the original” Tabu was totally off. She was fixed on one thing “Anyways she’ll do whatever she likes. She has almost spoiled my play. What’s the point in holding on words?” Other who were there during the rehearsals were also pissssssssssssssssed of that they also started pressuring Tabu to accept. They might be thinking “areee……. That skit is gone……. forget that… we have ours. So let’s practice them.” Tabu said “YES!!!” So It was almost “mera man maani” than Tabu’s skit. I somehow was happy I’m saying the dialogue now (Actually I was saying what I see as a dialogue.)
Finally it was lunch time. So I went home for lunch. I told mom, sis and dad that I was going to act today. Dad was as normal started mocking. Others joined. I never take their opinion because they tell me the truth. I told mom I want to make it more real and I should look like a ghost. She said no need for makeup u look one naturally. Truth is always bitter!!! But damn thing is still a truth.
I had lunch and returned. Rehearsals were on full swing. I too rehearsed (WHAT??? I don’t know.) Then as the rest part of the fest was happening. We went to see it. Being a part of the audience and passing funny comments was easy!!! And lovely!!! Then the whole thing was over with vote of thanks.
Now show time!!!!! Tabu, the director, was ready with her script and actors. She had a series of skits and had arranged it in a sequence. So mine was last but one skit. So we had time. The skit before mine was of Vinay. I remember this because………………….. I’ll let u know soon.
As each skit had 2 members 2 microphones akka mikes were provided. The stage had 2 tables at 2 ends and had one entrance. First table was near the entrance and another at the far end of the stage. Vinay and his partner finished their skit. Vinay kept the mike at the far end table. And his partner at the entrance table. 117 and I entered the stage. She being surprisingly smart that day took the mike near the entrance and “STARTED HER DIALOGUE”. I was like S***. Oye wait let me get the mike. I rushed towards the mike took it and rushed to my position when 117 gave me a look.. I was like “WHAT????” Then it dawn to me… seems like madam has finished her part now it’s my time. I said my dialogue.
Then came my life’s “Jhoor ka chadka dheerese lage”. No response from audience. I mean that’s the limit. I didn’t see anyone laughing or at least mocking or says what a bad acting or what a bad joke. I felt such an audience. I out of shock or I don't know out of what ,suddenly I started to laugh on stage. On seeing me laugh audience laughed. I didn’t know what to do next 117 was equally confused. I saw all other skit guys equally perplex. Tabu the director had really bad time of her life with me she signaled me to come out of the stage.
I and 117 left the stage and asked what happened? Why were people not reacting? One girl asked “What did u say???” I was like “EH????” What does she mean to say? NO ONE HEARD MY DIALOGUE. Then many things dawn to me. I got to know my mistake. But I didn’t tell anyone. I was scared if Tabu will kill me of doing such stupid things on stage. Later after the fest I told few people what happened. I don’t know how many remember that now.
What happened was ……………. Vinay is a prompt person so he kept the mike on the table and made a point to SWITCH IT OFF before he placed it. I in hurry (Cos of that IDIOT 117 who started her dialogue once she was on stage with mike.)took the mike came to my position and said the dialogue. What happened was. I FORGOT TO SWITCH ON THE MIKE!! I made fun of myself by laughing like an idiot on stage.
Now I know I can make people laugh!!!
It happened in our final year. Some fest from our dept was happening and we both were in the ORGANISING side. Now don’t ask me “how did u get there?”, “who the hell got 2 dumbos into organizing?” It was like a gang thing. Ours was a big gang so what ever happened in the dept it was by default organized by us. Hence we being a part of that big gang were put to do the organizing.
Well the thing was a simple paper presentation competition. As we were 4 of us ,less blunders happened (but still few things happened!! You see we never allow things to be normal)
There are so many things coming to my mind about that fest… Tabu’s antyakshari was fun. I and 117 almost fought on the Hum Aapke Kaun Hai dog’s name, just to know its name was “Tuffy!” Tabu made antyaksari tough for us
The situation which I want to put here is not all these. It was the last item from our batch. Idea was again by “Tabu, the great”. She said that it should be interesting at the end ,than just a lot of speeches and vote of thanks. She said it’ll be better if we, “ the final years” perform a skit. I knew, I was pathetic at acting. In school I was kicked out of a drama. It was the tale of Cinderella. I was supposed to play Cinderella’s step mother. Kahani mei twist was, Cinderella was my friend. Why was I thrown out??? Cos Cinderella used to laugh when ever her step mom (ME) used to beat her…………….Finally my teachers found that Cinderella and step mom are actually having fun, they replaced me. DHANNN! There ends my acting.
Now suddenly I thought “Hey It was long back in primary I did all such thing. Now I’m almost about to get graduated. I may have acquired the talent of acting.” Tabu had almost like 5 to 6 skits. So she wanted different people to act in each one. She was very choosy about the actors (But as we were her friends may be she didn’t have a choice!! Well…. who knows that.. yup Tabu knows ;) )
Then finally I got into a skit along with 117. Skit was like….A wealthy man comes to purchase a bungalow and tells to a person near that its fine blah blah blah and that he wants buy it. Finally he asks the person “Per meine suna hai ki yahan pe bhoot raha karthee hai?” for that the person replies “Mujhe kya patha. Mujhe tho mare hue 20 saal hogaye”
Well these were not the original dialogues. Tabu sorry for editing your skits dialogues. Actually the part of the wealthy man was offered to me. But I turned it down…Why???? Due to date issues …...No due to dialogue issues. Dialogues were too lengthy and I was not able to remember them and Tabu was rigid on the words being used, hence my idea of using synonyms was put off. Tabu was sad, still she said ok. (she was sad as she thought the ghost role suits 117 more than me!!!!)
So finally I was supposed to play a ghost with just a dialogue!!!! Simple na!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!! Please. I couldn’t even say that dialogue. I said that I want it to be cut short. Tabu agreed! Still I’m not through. I said “hey whats in words Tabu. It should be ok with the synonyms also. Main point is people should understand na? I think we can go with my own dialogue which means the same as the original” Tabu was totally off. She was fixed on one thing “Anyways she’ll do whatever she likes. She has almost spoiled my play. What’s the point in holding on words?” Other who were there during the rehearsals were also pissssssssssssssssed of that they also started pressuring Tabu to accept. They might be thinking “areee……. That skit is gone……. forget that… we have ours. So let’s practice them.” Tabu said “YES!!!” So It was almost “mera man maani” than Tabu’s skit. I somehow was happy I’m saying the dialogue now (Actually I was saying what I see as a dialogue.)
Finally it was lunch time. So I went home for lunch. I told mom, sis and dad that I was going to act today. Dad was as normal started mocking. Others joined. I never take their opinion because they tell me the truth. I told mom I want to make it more real and I should look like a ghost. She said no need for makeup u look one naturally. Truth is always bitter!!! But damn thing is still a truth.
I had lunch and returned. Rehearsals were on full swing. I too rehearsed (WHAT??? I don’t know.) Then as the rest part of the fest was happening. We went to see it. Being a part of the audience and passing funny comments was easy!!! And lovely!!! Then the whole thing was over with vote of thanks.
Now show time!!!!! Tabu, the director, was ready with her script and actors. She had a series of skits and had arranged it in a sequence. So mine was last but one skit. So we had time. The skit before mine was of Vinay. I remember this because………………….. I’ll let u know soon.
As each skit had 2 members 2 microphones akka mikes were provided. The stage had 2 tables at 2 ends and had one entrance. First table was near the entrance and another at the far end of the stage. Vinay and his partner finished their skit. Vinay kept the mike at the far end table. And his partner at the entrance table. 117 and I entered the stage. She being surprisingly smart that day took the mike near the entrance and “STARTED HER DIALOGUE”. I was like S***. Oye wait let me get the mike. I rushed towards the mike took it and rushed to my position when 117 gave me a look.. I was like “WHAT????” Then it dawn to me… seems like madam has finished her part now it’s my time. I said my dialogue.
Then came my life’s “Jhoor ka chadka dheerese lage”. No response from audience. I mean that’s the limit. I didn’t see anyone laughing or at least mocking or says what a bad acting or what a bad joke. I felt such an audience. I out of shock or I don't know out of what ,suddenly I started to laugh on stage. On seeing me laugh audience laughed. I didn’t know what to do next 117 was equally confused. I saw all other skit guys equally perplex. Tabu the director had really bad time of her life with me she signaled me to come out of the stage.
I and 117 left the stage and asked what happened? Why were people not reacting? One girl asked “What did u say???” I was like “EH????” What does she mean to say? NO ONE HEARD MY DIALOGUE. Then many things dawn to me. I got to know my mistake. But I didn’t tell anyone. I was scared if Tabu will kill me of doing such stupid things on stage. Later after the fest I told few people what happened. I don’t know how many remember that now.
What happened was ……………. Vinay is a prompt person so he kept the mike on the table and made a point to SWITCH IT OFF before he placed it. I in hurry (Cos of that IDIOT 117 who started her dialogue once she was on stage with mike.)took the mike came to my position and said the dialogue. What happened was. I FORGOT TO SWITCH ON THE MIKE!! I made fun of myself by laughing like an idiot on stage.
Now I know I can make people laugh!!!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
About a person, like my reflection.
Yup long time since I paid any attention to this space. Last when I wrote it was 2009, now its 2010. Tooooooooooo looooooooooooooooooooooooong gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap. I know how much you guys are waiting for my post, like u wait for an Aamir movie. (Accept it na... for my happiness.... plz......)
So as the title, I would like to write about some beings who all r like me, IDIOTS. But don’t accept to don the title on them. They all enjoyed my posts here and called me proudly IDIOT. I’m one, I know, by now u all know. As I said u won’t have a life span to do all the mistakes by yourself and so learn from other’s mistakes. I learned from these IDIOTS. I know my life span is going to be reduced reasonably after I put this post out here. Still a brave me is here with my next post. (Copyrights reserved to me. Whatever I write is final and no corrections here. After all, it’s my blog)
Introducing this girl, whom I know her from my 1st Physics Lab external in engineering( I guess). She is one of my all time good friends (u see the common factor that brought us together? Yup!!! IDIOCY ). We spent nice moments of our college life together. We had same thinking and we used to laugh at things together which others used to take heavily serious. She was the usual load (As I used to call her...) on my scooter pillion seat for 3 long years. Used to see my sem results and info me. We were bench mates. In practical classes again batch mates. So totally WE WERE ALWAYS TOGETHER. On seeing each other we used to get confidence I guess, that even Idiots can live life happier than Intels. There are many such incidents that’ll win her “THE BEST IDIOT EVER AWARD” from me. “I won’t give it to you. No. Its Mine.”
People who know both of us by now might have guessed who’s that girl. I’m not supposed to tell her name here, cos that’s the condition.(Pssssss... but I can anytime add her photo. That was not mentioned in the conditions. She’s an IDIOT and proof is this!) Hmmm.....For our reference will call her.............. hmmmmmmmmm......... yup 117!! Her hostel room number was 117 I stayed in that room as a guest for 15 days. I used to be a regular visitor there. Oye!! 117 dont think too much .I went through my old diaries to get this number....
So in our initial days of friendship, I used to feel strange about this girl. She was tooooooooooooooo sincere (which I can’t even imagine.) toooooooooooooooooooo truthful (which actually irritated me and our practical session batch mate a lot.) A Cry baby..... Many say and believe I spoiled her. After getting into my friendship she changed. But trust me It was a good change and she didn’t change that much also she was the same but many didn’t notice it before. Later when they started noticing. Their shock they expressed as “Ani... you have spolied that poor girl....” I’ll be like... Excuse me!! Give me a break!!! Who changed whom???
I’ll tell what happened!! She used to sit in 1st bench and nod at each and every word the lecturers used to utter.( don’t know if it was because she understood or she was dozing off). She thought playing games (Like totha udd... chidiya udd... another IDIOT taught us this, Bollywood, Bingo, Dots, passing the message... ) Assignments are to be done not copied (Come on... I didn’t change this ,as I used to copy it from her and if she didn’t do then where will I go).Should not talk in class. Should always pass and score in internals. Should not bunk classes.
Later she started to sit in last benches, bunk classes, score single digits in internals, play, talk and sms during class hours. Trust me people I DIDNT DO ANYTHING. I’m so influential that, I can’t help it.
Incident 1:-
It was during our initial friendship days I was staying in her room, which mean I was her roommate then. It was the time when strikes in college were at peak. Our college had (It still has) 2 gates, back gate and front gate. During the Strikes both the gates were closed and student reps will guard them. Only during those times I feel like getting inside the college (I meant college not class.) because for me its adventure to go in passing the reps. That day we were walking from Hostel to college for our morning classes, we saw many students coming back. On asking them we came to know that there was a boycott of classes from the union side. Demands I don’t know. I was not an active member in all these things. They were a different world for me.
Now 117 and I were thinking should we go and check the front gate. Finally don’t know what happened I left with one of my other friend to the front gate. She didn’t come I guess. On reaching the front gate we saw it was guarded by the watchmen who had clear instructions from Principal to allow students inside and union was not supposed to stop any student entering. So, we were actually pushed in. I was happy I achieved something. Now what??? I thought we should go out and try getting in again. But the girl who drove me in was not insane like me. She was quiet sincere (I hate it) She dragged me to the class. As Canteen and other possible hide outs were closed on that day, I followed her. Cursing her. We entered the class. My only relief at that time could have been “FREE ATTENDANCE”. Which means no lecturer will teach anything. They’ll just walk in and take attendance and leave. But.. My prayers were in vain and I was put to that pain. We had all the morning 4 hours that day. I was thinking of 117 enjoying in hostel. I felt jealous of her. Finally lunch break. After that all the later classes were suspended I guess. Whatever I went back to hostel and didn’t come back for the afternoon session. I went to our room which was crowded with our batch mates. (It used to be like that as there were no seniors in this room. Full gossiping happened here. Hostel stories can be a big post here sometime later.) I entered and saw 117 hopping. She used to and still hops a lot. Don’t know why???I never cared as I can’t or never even tried to imagine her without hopping. She asked me where have u been???? I was like.. What!!! She was asking as if I had been lost. And common I was not that hoppy as her after my 4 hours back at college. I said “Eh???!!!! As if you don’t know. I and the other girl went to check the front gate na.. It was open. We went in.” Her face changed, eyes widened, dropped her head and looked up at me only lifting her eyelids and not head in a lower voice “You attended the class?” I said “ Yup!!!” Her face turned red. First I thought she supported the union and my attending class hurt her belief in me. Then her eyes turned red... I felt she’s going to eat me raw. (She’s a veggie. That was a relief.) Then it came... TEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was like “?????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!” She started to sob uncontrollably. Everyone in the room was like me. FULL CONFUSED!!! Some less shocked girls tried to enquire what happened. (No.. Not me... I was hell shocked!!!) Then she said while sobbing... “I couldn’t attend.” I was like “What? Attend what?” She continued... “I couldn’t attend the class...” I was “WHAT!!!!! She’s sobbing for not doing something that I did and am sobbing for doing that. EH???!!!!” I couldn’t understand this girl. “Oye... Give me a break, and explain actually why are you sobbing?????” I felt like screaming and asking this question but didn’t do it, because many girls consoling her gave me stare like the way I was a spoiled kid and I snatched the favourite toy of kid 117 and poor thing as crying because of me. I was like “Hey..... Please chill u loving mummies of 117 and please console me. Try to pinch me and tell me what’s happening is a bad dream. Else I may go into coma............” But no. All were consoling her. Some girls started talking logically and said... bunking a class is not a big thing. It should happen usually and it’s fun. One girl said she was thrown out off the class for making noise and was standing outside the class. She felt hungry and so she went to canteen to have something. While returning the lecturer who sent her out of the class caught her red handed. All were laughing. 117 also. I was not enjoying. I still demanded a valid explanation from 117. After a long “Blah Blah Blah” from all, she recovered from her sorrow (the great loss) and I from my shock. First thing that I decided that day was. Cut her friendship else, she’ll spoil me. ;)
After that we discussed this thing many times.. I asked her “Why did u cry that badly?” She said “I felt guilty of not attending.” I said “WHAT!!!” Later, I told this to all our other friends and made fun of her. She finally felt that she quiet over reacted then and laughed the incidents off.
Lots of 117 to follow, if I still be alive after this post sees day light. (Excuse me! It’ll not go for a morning walk. I meant publishing it. At times I try to be poetic. I’m terrible at that. I accept. But still I try).
So as the title, I would like to write about some beings who all r like me, IDIOTS. But don’t accept to don the title on them. They all enjoyed my posts here and called me proudly IDIOT. I’m one, I know, by now u all know. As I said u won’t have a life span to do all the mistakes by yourself and so learn from other’s mistakes. I learned from these IDIOTS. I know my life span is going to be reduced reasonably after I put this post out here. Still a brave me is here with my next post. (Copyrights reserved to me. Whatever I write is final and no corrections here. After all, it’s my blog)
Introducing this girl, whom I know her from my 1st Physics Lab external in engineering( I guess). She is one of my all time good friends (u see the common factor that brought us together? Yup!!! IDIOCY ). We spent nice moments of our college life together. We had same thinking and we used to laugh at things together which others used to take heavily serious. She was the usual load (As I used to call her...) on my scooter pillion seat for 3 long years. Used to see my sem results and info me. We were bench mates. In practical classes again batch mates. So totally WE WERE ALWAYS TOGETHER. On seeing each other we used to get confidence I guess, that even Idiots can live life happier than Intels. There are many such incidents that’ll win her “THE BEST IDIOT EVER AWARD” from me. “I won’t give it to you. No. Its Mine.”
People who know both of us by now might have guessed who’s that girl. I’m not supposed to tell her name here, cos that’s the condition.(Pssssss... but I can anytime add her photo. That was not mentioned in the conditions. She’s an IDIOT and proof is this!) Hmmm.....For our reference will call her.............. hmmmmmmmmm......... yup 117!! Her hostel room number was 117 I stayed in that room as a guest for 15 days. I used to be a regular visitor there. Oye!! 117 dont think too much .I went through my old diaries to get this number....
So in our initial days of friendship, I used to feel strange about this girl. She was tooooooooooooooo sincere (which I can’t even imagine.) toooooooooooooooooooo truthful (which actually irritated me and our practical session batch mate a lot.) A Cry baby..... Many say and believe I spoiled her. After getting into my friendship she changed. But trust me It was a good change and she didn’t change that much also she was the same but many didn’t notice it before. Later when they started noticing. Their shock they expressed as “Ani... you have spolied that poor girl....” I’ll be like... Excuse me!! Give me a break!!! Who changed whom???
I’ll tell what happened!! She used to sit in 1st bench and nod at each and every word the lecturers used to utter.( don’t know if it was because she understood or she was dozing off). She thought playing games (Like totha udd... chidiya udd... another IDIOT taught us this, Bollywood, Bingo, Dots, passing the message... ) Assignments are to be done not copied (Come on... I didn’t change this ,as I used to copy it from her and if she didn’t do then where will I go).Should not talk in class. Should always pass and score in internals. Should not bunk classes.
Later she started to sit in last benches, bunk classes, score single digits in internals, play, talk and sms during class hours. Trust me people I DIDNT DO ANYTHING. I’m so influential that, I can’t help it.
Incident 1:-
It was during our initial friendship days I was staying in her room, which mean I was her roommate then. It was the time when strikes in college were at peak. Our college had (It still has) 2 gates, back gate and front gate. During the Strikes both the gates were closed and student reps will guard them. Only during those times I feel like getting inside the college (I meant college not class.) because for me its adventure to go in passing the reps. That day we were walking from Hostel to college for our morning classes, we saw many students coming back. On asking them we came to know that there was a boycott of classes from the union side. Demands I don’t know. I was not an active member in all these things. They were a different world for me.
Now 117 and I were thinking should we go and check the front gate. Finally don’t know what happened I left with one of my other friend to the front gate. She didn’t come I guess. On reaching the front gate we saw it was guarded by the watchmen who had clear instructions from Principal to allow students inside and union was not supposed to stop any student entering. So, we were actually pushed in. I was happy I achieved something. Now what??? I thought we should go out and try getting in again. But the girl who drove me in was not insane like me. She was quiet sincere (I hate it) She dragged me to the class. As Canteen and other possible hide outs were closed on that day, I followed her. Cursing her. We entered the class. My only relief at that time could have been “FREE ATTENDANCE”. Which means no lecturer will teach anything. They’ll just walk in and take attendance and leave. But.. My prayers were in vain and I was put to that pain. We had all the morning 4 hours that day. I was thinking of 117 enjoying in hostel. I felt jealous of her. Finally lunch break. After that all the later classes were suspended I guess. Whatever I went back to hostel and didn’t come back for the afternoon session. I went to our room which was crowded with our batch mates. (It used to be like that as there were no seniors in this room. Full gossiping happened here. Hostel stories can be a big post here sometime later.) I entered and saw 117 hopping. She used to and still hops a lot. Don’t know why???I never cared as I can’t or never even tried to imagine her without hopping. She asked me where have u been???? I was like.. What!!! She was asking as if I had been lost. And common I was not that hoppy as her after my 4 hours back at college. I said “Eh???!!!! As if you don’t know. I and the other girl went to check the front gate na.. It was open. We went in.” Her face changed, eyes widened, dropped her head and looked up at me only lifting her eyelids and not head in a lower voice “You attended the class?” I said “ Yup!!!” Her face turned red. First I thought she supported the union and my attending class hurt her belief in me. Then her eyes turned red... I felt she’s going to eat me raw. (She’s a veggie. That was a relief.) Then it came... TEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was like “?????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!” She started to sob uncontrollably. Everyone in the room was like me. FULL CONFUSED!!! Some less shocked girls tried to enquire what happened. (No.. Not me... I was hell shocked!!!) Then she said while sobbing... “I couldn’t attend.” I was like “What? Attend what?” She continued... “I couldn’t attend the class...” I was “WHAT!!!!! She’s sobbing for not doing something that I did and am sobbing for doing that. EH???!!!!” I couldn’t understand this girl. “Oye... Give me a break, and explain actually why are you sobbing?????” I felt like screaming and asking this question but didn’t do it, because many girls consoling her gave me stare like the way I was a spoiled kid and I snatched the favourite toy of kid 117 and poor thing as crying because of me. I was like “Hey..... Please chill u loving mummies of 117 and please console me. Try to pinch me and tell me what’s happening is a bad dream. Else I may go into coma............” But no. All were consoling her. Some girls started talking logically and said... bunking a class is not a big thing. It should happen usually and it’s fun. One girl said she was thrown out off the class for making noise and was standing outside the class. She felt hungry and so she went to canteen to have something. While returning the lecturer who sent her out of the class caught her red handed. All were laughing. 117 also. I was not enjoying. I still demanded a valid explanation from 117. After a long “Blah Blah Blah” from all, she recovered from her sorrow (the great loss) and I from my shock. First thing that I decided that day was. Cut her friendship else, she’ll spoil me. ;)
After that we discussed this thing many times.. I asked her “Why did u cry that badly?” She said “I felt guilty of not attending.” I said “WHAT!!!” Later, I told this to all our other friends and made fun of her. She finally felt that she quiet over reacted then and laughed the incidents off.
Lots of 117 to follow, if I still be alive after this post sees day light. (Excuse me! It’ll not go for a morning walk. I meant publishing it. At times I try to be poetic. I’m terrible at that. I accept. But still I try).
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Celebrating Idiocy 1(just to keep a count if possible..)
This was the incident which inspired me to send the mail to my friends who all in turn asked me to star a blog.
Here I go:
April 17 2009 is the day.I was supposed to attend an interview for internal project allocation process.(In our industry once u complete a project or you goof it up you will be released from the project. Once you are released you'll be in the company almost jobless.To get into another project i,e to get a job again you need to clear few rounds of interviews).Interviewer was in one office and I was in another.So eventually I was suppose to travel to show it up there.
I being I never check my official mails in proper intervals. So I saw this mail of interview at 9 30am.I read I need to meet one lady at 11:30am in phase 1 building , 4th floor , seat number 255. I asked the reception in my office building about the next shuttle to the place where I had interview.She said "Ma'am at 11:45 am there is a shuttle".I was like "Shit!!".If I have checked my mails properly the day before then I could have directly gone to that office.Anyways I dont believe in thinking of the past and wasting the present and hindering my future.So I decided I'll get an auto from this office(office A) to that office(office B) at 10 am(why on earth should i reach there early?This is my attitude for everything!!!).
I got an auto at around 10:10am(time is precious.I'm enough rich so gave 10 mins away).Without any trouble than the usual Bangalore traffic I reached office B at about 10:45 or so.I had some other work there so thought of doing it(Work was meeting some people and sort of things).At 11:25 am I realised "Arey!!! I came here for an interview right!!!".Suddenly,"oh!!!!Its 11:25 interview at 11:30.Dumbo.. run!!!".
Guys remember the address???Phase 1, 4th floor ,255 seat.I being in the company for more than an year know where is Phase 1.I entered the lift and believe me I was quiet good at numbers and I’m still . Hence I know 4=4.so pressed 4.I reached 4th floor. Now the problem appeared…Seat 255!!!!! Where is it? Obviously on 4th floor I know but in which direction??? Pity me!!! I have only seconds before 11:30am.My interviewer might be a time bound person(for my good stars she wasn’t. I waited for nearly 10 mins after all the drama).How would I know if she’ll send me back for the reason I was late. No She can say I’m technically crap!!!Never mind!!! But this is hard to digest for me(I know what u all will be saying…”As if…” right??? ).So as soon as I entered the floor I didn’t waste my time I rushed to the small enclosure( cann’t call it a room.I don’t think there was a door because I didn’t knock it.(Please I have the bad habit of knocking things that come in my way.So I do knock doors even)).I went straight into it. I said ”Excuse me..”!!3 heads turned
1.COO(co-founder)
2.My Business Stream Vice president(co-founder)
3.A nice person who finally helped me(sorry dono the name so will call it as Anonymous head).
I stood there thinking if I should ask.Said “Actually…………………………” COO was expecting something big.His eyes wide opened.His mouth open even wider.VC he was shocked at once .The anonymous head was like what went wrong in the organization the girl is here. I was still thinking,but as usual I act hours before I finish thinking,I said “I’m sorry for this but………”.This created more tension on their faces. Then I asked “May I know Where does seat number 255 fall on this floor!!” .
The anonymous head was like what’s the matter with this girl???She only found COO and VC of the organization to know about its building’s geography.VC was yet to take what I said.He looked highly confused and regaining his senses.COO is quiet fast in this.He couldn’t control his Laughter.(His smile is no doubt million dollar worth!At least at that tensed moment I felt so.)
I quickly added ”I’m sorry !!It was bit urgent and I didn’t know whom to…….”(I guess by the time I finished thinking. Hence was trying to cover up.)COO and VC said together ”No no… no issues.. no problem”. Anonymous head came running out to help me. Asked ”Whom u want to meet?” pushing me out of the room. Then I dono what happened inside. This good man(the man who actually owns the anonymous head) guided me to the cubicle. Seems Like this head has a name for sure which many knows in my company very well but not me. He’s also a big shot for sure.
Later I learnt from my friends that there was a board above the doors written clearly the name of the COO and VC.I didnt see the doors only how on earth will i know about the board
Now I’m at office A .where the CEO, the Chairman and other founders are located.God save me(or is it save them.)
Still I'm celebrating my Idiocy!
Here I go:
April 17 2009 is the day.I was supposed to attend an interview for internal project allocation process.(In our industry once u complete a project or you goof it up you will be released from the project. Once you are released you'll be in the company almost jobless.To get into another project i,e to get a job again you need to clear few rounds of interviews).Interviewer was in one office and I was in another.So eventually I was suppose to travel to show it up there.
I being I never check my official mails in proper intervals. So I saw this mail of interview at 9 30am.I read I need to meet one lady at 11:30am in phase 1 building , 4th floor , seat number 255. I asked the reception in my office building about the next shuttle to the place where I had interview.She said "Ma'am at 11:45 am there is a shuttle".I was like "Shit!!".If I have checked my mails properly the day before then I could have directly gone to that office.Anyways I dont believe in thinking of the past and wasting the present and hindering my future.So I decided I'll get an auto from this office(office A) to that office(office B) at 10 am(why on earth should i reach there early?This is my attitude for everything!!!).
I got an auto at around 10:10am(time is precious.I'm enough rich so gave 10 mins away).Without any trouble than the usual Bangalore traffic I reached office B at about 10:45 or so.I had some other work there so thought of doing it(Work was meeting some people and sort of things).At 11:25 am I realised "Arey!!! I came here for an interview right!!!".Suddenly,"oh!!!!Its 11:25 interview at 11:30.Dumbo.. run!!!".
Guys remember the address???Phase 1, 4th floor ,255 seat.I being in the company for more than an year know where is Phase 1.I entered the lift and believe me I was quiet good at numbers and I’m still . Hence I know 4=4.so pressed 4.I reached 4th floor. Now the problem appeared…Seat 255!!!!! Where is it? Obviously on 4th floor I know but in which direction??? Pity me!!! I have only seconds before 11:30am.My interviewer might be a time bound person(for my good stars she wasn’t. I waited for nearly 10 mins after all the drama).How would I know if she’ll send me back for the reason I was late. No She can say I’m technically crap!!!Never mind!!! But this is hard to digest for me(I know what u all will be saying…”As if…” right??? ).So as soon as I entered the floor I didn’t waste my time I rushed to the small enclosure( cann’t call it a room.I don’t think there was a door because I didn’t knock it.(Please I have the bad habit of knocking things that come in my way.So I do knock doors even)).I went straight into it. I said ”Excuse me..”!!3 heads turned
1.COO(co-founder)
2.My Business Stream Vice president(co-founder)
3.A nice person who finally helped me(sorry dono the name so will call it as Anonymous head).
I stood there thinking if I should ask.Said “Actually…………………………” COO was expecting something big.His eyes wide opened.His mouth open even wider.VC he was shocked at once .The anonymous head was like what went wrong in the organization the girl is here. I was still thinking,but as usual I act hours before I finish thinking,I said “I’m sorry for this but………”.This created more tension on their faces. Then I asked “May I know Where does seat number 255 fall on this floor!!” .
The anonymous head was like what’s the matter with this girl???She only found COO and VC of the organization to know about its building’s geography.VC was yet to take what I said.He looked highly confused and regaining his senses.COO is quiet fast in this.He couldn’t control his Laughter.(His smile is no doubt million dollar worth!At least at that tensed moment I felt so.)
I quickly added ”I’m sorry !!It was bit urgent and I didn’t know whom to…….”(I guess by the time I finished thinking. Hence was trying to cover up.)COO and VC said together ”No no… no issues.. no problem”. Anonymous head came running out to help me. Asked ”Whom u want to meet?” pushing me out of the room. Then I dono what happened inside. This good man(the man who actually owns the anonymous head) guided me to the cubicle. Seems Like this head has a name for sure which many knows in my company very well but not me. He’s also a big shot for sure.
Later I learnt from my friends that there was a board above the doors written clearly the name of the COO and VC.I didnt see the doors only how on earth will i know about the board
Now I’m at office A .where the CEO, the Chairman and other founders are located.God save me(or is it save them.)
Still I'm celebrating my Idiocy!
Introduction
Hi,
I never thought of blogging though I used to read a lot.Something happened which made me think of blogging seriously is what written below.
I am person who celebrates everything in life from happiness to sorrows,cleverness to idiocy, prosperity to poverty and so on almost everything.
I believe living through such situations are worth celebrating.So when it comes for celebration the first thing that comes to my mind(I think it comes to everybody)is FRIENDS. I make friends with those people who are almost like me i,e ready for celebrations any time be it anywhere in school,college or now at work place.I am very choosy about friends coz i dont want to bug my head coz of my bad choice of friends.
Idiocy and foolishness are part and parcel of my life.I know its for most of us the same way. Some of us hide it but some(Like me) exhibit it to others lavishly.I belive in exhibiting coz as the saying says"Learn from others mistakes cos life is not that long enough to commit all mistakes by ourselves and learn from them".Hence I am doing a sort of social service(shabhaash......... to myself).
Recently at my office i did something that was listed under the heading "IDIOCY" so as I am located in a different building from that of my friends I sent a mail to all of them to celebrate (and help them learn from my mistakes) it. Few of them liked the mail so much that they asked me to start a blog.
Hence here I am to celebrate My Life on blog. Please Welcome me.
I never thought of blogging though I used to read a lot.Something happened which made me think of blogging seriously is what written below.
I am person who celebrates everything in life from happiness to sorrows,cleverness to idiocy, prosperity to poverty and so on almost everything.
I believe living through such situations are worth celebrating.So when it comes for celebration the first thing that comes to my mind(I think it comes to everybody)is FRIENDS. I make friends with those people who are almost like me i,e ready for celebrations any time be it anywhere in school,college or now at work place.I am very choosy about friends coz i dont want to bug my head coz of my bad choice of friends.
Idiocy and foolishness are part and parcel of my life.I know its for most of us the same way. Some of us hide it but some(Like me) exhibit it to others lavishly.I belive in exhibiting coz as the saying says"Learn from others mistakes cos life is not that long enough to commit all mistakes by ourselves and learn from them".Hence I am doing a sort of social service(shabhaash......... to myself).
Recently at my office i did something that was listed under the heading "IDIOCY" so as I am located in a different building from that of my friends I sent a mail to all of them to celebrate (and help them learn from my mistakes) it. Few of them liked the mail so much that they asked me to start a blog.
Hence here I am to celebrate My Life on blog. Please Welcome me.
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