The Lone Warrior

This one is about a Warrior Prince who loses a battle and almost his entire army.But The Lone Warrior(...he's alone in the battlefield ... left wounded by the enemy and he pretends to be dead disguised as an ordinary warrior...) doesn't loose hope and strikes back. Its similar to - "It doesn't matter if you loose A Battle, what matters more is to never loose Hope and win The War"...

Do comment on it...since this is my first attempt at narrative poetry!

THE LONE WARRIOR

Drops of blood from his wounded arm kept trickling down
Turning the earth to a shade of red from the usual muddy brown
Alone he stood gazing at the lifeless torsos of his faithful men
The ones who stood to protect his kingdom had numbered a thousand then

Completely destroyed now, he had forsaken everything he had
Only to save his subjects from the all that were evil and all that were bad
Cruel was the enemy, unkind was fate and harsh were the Gods to him
But he went on - to save all he could, even though the chances were dim

But save all that he could was his life and something else
and all that his ears could hear were the sacred temple bells
Bells that echoed the essence of life, invoking the spirit within
To go ahead and Fight! Standing by the principle through thick and thin

His heart pounding with desire to avenge and mind as calm as the sea,
The warrior rose up from the blood soaked battlefield as swiftly as a bee,
Buzz he did not, sting he did not, and climbed up gently on his horse,
Buzz he would,sting he would, after he wins the battles and finally the wars,

And as you and I expected, the Lone Warrior, not the faint hearted, struck back
With the help of his intellect, body and the supreme spirit taking the enemy aback
Using what he called 'sparks of noisy fire' he wreaked havoc in the enemy's camp
making their superior agile horses and mighty elephants go mad and tramp

The 'sparks of noisy fire' was a gift from his friendly neighbouring kingdom
in return for all the kindness that he had showered over them and for his wisdom
They called it 'firecrackers', and the Warrior called it gift of Providence
As you may have guessed - 'something else' was nothing else, and hence,
Some call it hope, some call it tenacity, some call it belief and some call it faith
But all those who win say - 'Never ever ever ever give in'...fight to death!

THE END

The last quoted words are from SS(one of my seniors)'s reminiscence talk...the Best Outgoing Student-Medal of Excellence for this Academic Year...I liked the style in which he delivered them...so I copied that. :) Sorry for the plagiarism SS Anna!

On my handwriting...

Here's what people have to say on my handwriting :

The first kind:

'Looks uglier than your face' - My mom
(This one makes me feel better because I'm the kind of person who goes mad with happiness and looses sleep if someone grades my looks as 'average'; so I get too happy to know that there's something worse than my looks!)

'The person who corrects your answer papers must have been a sinner; he's/she's the kindest person on earth' - My friend

'Even a hen scribbles better than you'- My classmate

'You could have written it neatly in a better handwriting' - The kind teacher!(You are not a kind teacher......you are GOD!)

The second kind:

The marks say what they've chosen not to say!

The third kind:

They are those Gods who give me the marks as well as don't say anything! These ones are those that corrected my X and XII board papers, most of my school and coll teachers...Thank you sirs and mams...the Mech Don is indebted to you for ever!
They also include the other people who struggle to decode/decrypt my handwriting...Thanks for your concern and kindness...You are the best codebreakers and the most intelligent people on planet earth!

My take on my handwriting:
In Tamil they say - "Your handwriting is like your headwriting (something that's written on your forehead - Destiny)".
My handwriting reflects my
mindset - I am a confused person
disliking - I am lazy and don't like to write
interest and enthu level - When I like something my handwriting gets better!

My handwriting was pretty good in smaller classes when I used to get prizes in handwriting competitions (Hindi, English and Marathi)...maybe writing changes like your looks and attitude too (Earlier I was chubby, goodie-goodie and smart,my handwriting was chubby too...... now I'm lean, baddie-baddie and dumb and my handwriting is the same!)
But I don't worry coz
1. I'm in elite company..even the guy whose face gets printed on the most wanted currency notes had a bad handwriting...
2. You don't use the pen and the paper anymore...its the digital world of keyboards, pads,OCRs and touchscreens!

And I do convince my mom to award better marks to students with a bad handwriting like me...The Don likes social service (esp. to people who face the same problems as me!)

To find out if There's some correlation between handwriting and destiny keep following 'The VJ''s Blog...

Next post on my internal performance!

The Mech Don turns into a Net Mechanic

Well..I assume you might be knowing the Mech Don if you've been following my blog...That's none other than me!

I recently ventured into this job of a net mechanic...if you've been wondering what this is about, let me explain -

One of my friends had asked me for an Orkut proxy (coz our coll server blocks it..curse the Comp Sci & IT dept. guys/gals 4 that!) that would work and I suggested good old power.com - the all in one site...but it seems my friend had already tried it and the login was blocked by the server! Another of my friends from the same small remote town named Villupuram had the same problem ( Coming from a big city in Tamil Nadu named Karaikudi I always had some sympathy for those people from small towns like Villupuram )...so I decided to help them out...It always feels so nice to lead someone to waste his/her time on such activities ( why should only you waste your time on orkut, let everyone do it...nice policy of mine na? ).

So I set out to find some proxy sites for them...But I knew that this would be futile( but definitely profitable for Larry, Sergey, Eric & Co.!) since both these friends of mine were the most active users of orkut(One had 21 friends and the other jus 2 in the friend list..i had coerced him to join)...besides there was this goal of wasting their time too...

I wasted 4 hours on this(I had postponed my book touching ceremony for the second internals for this useless work ... my friends know me as the Lazy Fellow, always finding excuses to avoid work and study...I hadn't touched my books since the first internals)... and found out two very slow proxies that worked(almost useless!), but I awarded this Net Mechanic title to myself after I found out how these innocent souls could allow themselves to get spoiled through orkut using power.com itself...

I had to rob my friend of his privacy...I made him disclose his username and password so that I could use it to identify the problem...he didn't mind as long as I didn't trouble him asking him to enter the username-password everytime and I started the mechanic's analysis...(I have always been awestruck by the speed with which bike and car mechanics could spot the problems and then make a plan to burn a hole in your pocket...my dad's ill - maintained scooter n car were enough to teach me about them!)

I could not find any reason or cause as to why it didn't work for them but worked for me...so I set out searching for those useless proxies...& finally when I discovered that I had wasted hours on it I decided to focus my attention on power.com itself...I first logged in using my account and then observed carefully...then I used my friend's account and observed what happened...the only difference I could notice was the ID on the address bar which I thought made all the difference between my login occurring and their's failing...so I copied the address that was displayed after my login and pasted it on the address bar after logging in with my friend's account...and bang went out that window declaring 'Restricted Website' and lo! my friend's power.com page was on the monitor...

So this was the Eureka moment for this self-acclaimed one-time Net Mechanic (Mech Don in reality!)...this might sound like a small child's accidental trial and error method discovery for all those professionals out there..but for a networks illiterate mechie it was a moment of joy...and if you know why this happened please post a comment explaining me the reason for this in a short para...I had wasted so much time on finding proxies while I could have thought of this idea earlier...

And to T and RJ...those two not-so-Orkut-crazy friends of mine whom I wished to get spoiled, go my Special Thanks...for making me a Net Mechanic!

The guys get stunned by her!

She was new.We had never seen her before.And yes, she was glamorous!

In our department's thermal engineering lab, there was a new entrant...not an ordinary one...she was the cynosure of all the guys' eyes in our male dominated department(actually there's no female in our batch...so my classmates were the first one to see and ogle at her!).She stood boldly in front of a brand new lenovo desktop.Clothed in black(with some extra gloss!), she was very attractive, though she did not look very stylish.But still she was new...we hadn't seen this in our department before...so we stood staring.We did not need an ID card to know her name.That was tattooed on her.We inquired our professor about her.

This is what we came to know about her...She had been b(r)ought to teach us mechanical engineering students about vehicle dynamics.She stood on a chassis dynamometer and the lenovo in front of her was used for data acquisition.Wires went from various parts of her body to the computer...a complete setup to experiment on two wheelers' power and dynamics.She wasn't the only vehicle in our lab though...we have an older Ford too(but that's about 30 yrs. old!).She was Hero Honda's CD Dawn-100.Not the most stylish of bikes, but still good enough to look at(she was brand new!)in an old lab with noisy and greasy engines(which we mechies really love!)...!

I'm Back!

Just as Thalai (Ultimate Star Ajit Kumar) says - I'm back!

Back after the longest holiday in my college life(a 40 day holiday was unheard of b4 this vacation..i was used to 1 week or 2 week holidays), from the Central Computing Center of my coll I relaunch my new found hobby of blogging.Though I call it a personal blog I don't want it to be one.The deepest secrets are safe as thoughts in my god gifted biological memory rather than as blogs...which I myself wish to promote.Come on! nobody would luv to publicly disclose his/her inner thoughts.Why would I?
...back to my confused state of mind which confuses others much more than the self inflicted confusion that confuses me.

Back to work 4 Quest - the inter school culturals...back to work 4 Tech Utsav, the inter-collegiate tech fest...back 4 the internals... the externals ...the placements...the BEC Club...the Cultural Club...the untidy rooms of the Menz Hostel...the Mess(didn't quite Miss this one in the hols!)...the Canteen...the Night Canteen(yes I'm a foodie who doesn't look like one!)...and to enjoy the three more semesters that remain of my undergrad college life.

and yes definitely back to 'Owling'...sleeping in the classes in the day(though I don't blame my teachers 4 that(i've got a few extremely good ones whom i can't resist waking up and listening to..they r addictive(i'm serious...there r some like that too!))) and waking up all night!

I'll end this one too with my standard phrase lifted from Darwin-"Its the survival of the fittest!" This one is for a nice movie titled "Evolution" that I watched during my hols...I luved it!

The Placement Training Begins

With the results of fifth semester being declared and the sixth semester classes already in progress,my seniors decided to formally start the placement training classes today.Though there were a few training sessions in the previous semester too, that was not officially considered as placement training.

The seniors had asked us to prepare our resumes.I struggled with the resume for a few hours thinking what to include and what not to include.I then took one of my favorite seniors (named 'Sudarshan'-who was very popular in my coll )resume and modified it to include my details...Of course, I had to write my own Professional Objective and marks.I wished I could use his marks and achievements, but that would be cheating.

I was at a loss for to mention my achievements, coz I didn't accomplish any.Sudarshan's resume' only made me feel my resume' was lacklustre.I'll have to buck up b4 its too late!

In the GD session too, I was not very successful, being called 'Dominating' by my seniors.
Honestly, to dominate wasn't my intention.In fact I was the last person in my Group to start speaking...then came the other criticism that my hands shake when I talk...Well that happens every time I talk publicly even when I'm not nervous..some problem that needs to be taken care of..there were many more to follow...only thing is that I let them pass through the other ear!

Criticisms galore, the struggle for survival goes on!Change or loose seems to be the dictum!
As Darwin said"Its the survival of the fittest"!

VJ"AVA"