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!)...!
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
When I don't understand...
You are as hungry as a bear and before you sits a burger,
But tied are your hands and taped are your lips,
You prepare madly for the IIT-JEE and make it to the IITs,
But the government suspects foul play and orders a re-examination,
How would you feel?.......You would feel the way I feel,
When I don't understand something, when something is not clear,
The agony, the pain, the frustration, the confusion, the anger,
That's what I get when I don't understand something,
The head starts aching, the muscles contracting,
the wrinkles appearing, the smiles disappearing,
The reason for that becomes an object of hate,
and unless I begin to understand, it doesn't abate,
That's how its been all these days, be it studies or movies,
understand when I don't, I feel uncomfortable,
to understand I'll be able, but only if I brood over it,
so just help me understand, or at least let me understand...
But tied are your hands and taped are your lips,
You prepare madly for the IIT-JEE and make it to the IITs,
But the government suspects foul play and orders a re-examination,
How would you feel?.......You would feel the way I feel,
When I don't understand something, when something is not clear,
The agony, the pain, the frustration, the confusion, the anger,
That's what I get when I don't understand something,
The head starts aching, the muscles contracting,
the wrinkles appearing, the smiles disappearing,
The reason for that becomes an object of hate,
and unless I begin to understand, it doesn't abate,
That's how its been all these days, be it studies or movies,
understand when I don't, I feel uncomfortable,
to understand I'll be able, but only if I brood over it,
so just help me understand, or at least let me understand...
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
I Ain't Spiritual!
"I am not spiritual." - A statement blatantly made by a person who is a believer.
Call it whatever you want - blasphemy or heresy, but I don't get impressed by spirituality...I don't understand it...the eternally confused person that I am, I'm sure I'll never understand.And where arises the need to understand spirituality?
I'm comfortable and satisfied with what I am - a religious guy...I'm a devout Hindu...I love Hinduism...and before you accuse me of parochialism or label me as a right winged extremist..let me tell you that I'm not against other religions...In fact I love religions - Christianity for its serenity (and for Santa Claus!), Islam for some of its principles, Sikhism for its leaders(the Granth Sahibs),Buddhism, Jainism,Taoism,Confucianism,and even Pagan religions(thanks to Dan Brown for throwing some light on the worshiping of a female power)......
On why I'm Religious
Talking about my religion, I love it...The gods and the goddesses (they have become an integral part of my life - each God being called by me every minute for some silly want of mine!), the mantras and chants(they are pleasant to hear)..the rites and rituals( havan or yagna, the splashing of holy water with leaf-spoons! )...the devotional songs(from Om Jai Jagdish Hare to the popular South Indian devotional songs...I rarely listen to them, but I like them when they are played early in the morning or in the evening in Temples)..................and ofcourse I also fear some of the practices(I used to shudder at the thought of somebody in a state of trance near me...I was too afraid to go near those people when I was small - at the temple festivals in my hometown during summer hols.Even now I fear them.I don't go close to them for fear of getting killed by strangling or with a spear or trishul....lol) and am also amazed by the devotion of those people who walk on fire, pierce spears everywhere through their body....the colourful heavy kavadis...the celibacy and fast observed by those who wear Maalai(a sacred garland worn around the neck as a mark of purity ).......
I luv the epics(one of the best literary works, I believe), the Essence of the Gita(best thing to read when you get depressed),and the Vedas,Upanishads, puranas (this is too much..Honestly, I've never read them!....they Sound good na!)The worshiping of nature...trees, animals, sun, mon, planets and wind,rain, river, sea....
My religion (and any religion to its follower) energizes me, encourages me and teaches me to live...its a sort of cultural link with all those ancestors of mine...and also a form of connecting with my Creator...whereas spirituality is not...
On why I'm not Spiritual
Spirituality is abstract, vague and confusing...Its too complex and when I hear of all that people speak or write on it, I get a feeling of hollowness, a sense of nihilism, and all the energy gets drained out of me..so that is why I don't like to get involved in it...I don't understand the concept of cycle of life and death...abt Moksha n all that stuff!...And I get a strange feeling that all these spiritual leaders are quacks and charlatans(sorry,if I've hurt anyone's sentiment..but thats what I feel like)... How can a mortal, who looks like any other human being, have special powers and... how could he be so great that he or she could be worshiped as the omnipotent Almighty?
To conclude
Spirituality makes me feel insecure,confused and small while religion makes me feel confident, peaceful and Big!
Religion is for the layman like me, while Spirituality is for the saamiyars,saadhus,saadhvis and their like!
I'm worldly and materialistic !
So, I'm in favour of the colourful, lively and vibrant religions.....the more diverse, the merrier!
Call it whatever you want - blasphemy or heresy, but I don't get impressed by spirituality...I don't understand it...the eternally confused person that I am, I'm sure I'll never understand.And where arises the need to understand spirituality?
I'm comfortable and satisfied with what I am - a religious guy...I'm a devout Hindu...I love Hinduism...and before you accuse me of parochialism or label me as a right winged extremist..let me tell you that I'm not against other religions...In fact I love religions - Christianity for its serenity (and for Santa Claus!), Islam for some of its principles, Sikhism for its leaders(the Granth Sahibs),Buddhism, Jainism,Taoism,Confucianism,and even Pagan religions(thanks to Dan Brown for throwing some light on the worshiping of a female power)......
On why I'm Religious
Talking about my religion, I love it...The gods and the goddesses (they have become an integral part of my life - each God being called by me every minute for some silly want of mine!), the mantras and chants(they are pleasant to hear)..the rites and rituals( havan or yagna, the splashing of holy water with leaf-spoons! )...the devotional songs(from Om Jai Jagdish Hare to the popular South Indian devotional songs...I rarely listen to them, but I like them when they are played early in the morning or in the evening in Temples)..................and ofcourse I also fear some of the practices(I used to shudder at the thought of somebody in a state of trance near me...I was too afraid to go near those people when I was small - at the temple festivals in my hometown during summer hols.Even now I fear them.I don't go close to them for fear of getting killed by strangling or with a spear or trishul....lol) and am also amazed by the devotion of those people who walk on fire, pierce spears everywhere through their body....the colourful heavy kavadis...the celibacy and fast observed by those who wear Maalai(a sacred garland worn around the neck as a mark of purity ).......
I luv the epics(one of the best literary works, I believe), the Essence of the Gita(best thing to read when you get depressed),and the Vedas,Upanishads, puranas (this is too much..Honestly, I've never read them!....they Sound good na!)The worshiping of nature...trees, animals, sun, mon, planets and wind,rain, river, sea....
My religion (and any religion to its follower) energizes me, encourages me and teaches me to live...its a sort of cultural link with all those ancestors of mine...and also a form of connecting with my Creator...whereas spirituality is not...
On why I'm not Spiritual
Spirituality is abstract, vague and confusing...Its too complex and when I hear of all that people speak or write on it, I get a feeling of hollowness, a sense of nihilism, and all the energy gets drained out of me..so that is why I don't like to get involved in it...I don't understand the concept of cycle of life and death...abt Moksha n all that stuff!...And I get a strange feeling that all these spiritual leaders are quacks and charlatans(sorry,if I've hurt anyone's sentiment..but thats what I feel like)... How can a mortal, who looks like any other human being, have special powers and... how could he be so great that he or she could be worshiped as the omnipotent Almighty?
To conclude
Spirituality makes me feel insecure,confused and small while religion makes me feel confident, peaceful and Big!
Religion is for the layman like me, while Spirituality is for the saamiyars,saadhus,saadhvis and their like!
I'm worldly and materialistic !
So, I'm in favour of the colourful, lively and vibrant religions.....the more diverse, the merrier!
Saturday, January 31, 2009
A Mechanical ostentation!
De Grisogono Meccanico dG
Contrary to its appearance, the Meccanico dG has no digital components. Below the more conventional analog portion of the two-timezone watch is a numerical display driven by the intricate interplay of 651 strictly mechanical components. Numbers are formed by the motion of 23 cams, which are connected to gears and a synchronization system.
To prove it, the watch's back features a transparent dial plate that affords close scrutiny of the timepiece's inner workings. Billed as the world's most complicated watch, its creation marks the 50th birthday of the Geneva-based company De Grisogono.
The Meccanico dG comes in four styles (red gold, titanium-and-gold, titanium-and-platinum and titanium-and-rubber) and is waterproof to 100 feet. It won't be easy to claim one of the mere 177 produced.
Price Tag : A mere Rs.1,10,00,000 only . Tough choice .I'd reckon ... go for the Aston Martin!
Friday, January 30, 2009
My love ...I Miss You ...
You are my love n you are my desire,
Your charming face - ever as radiant as fire,
What I am today is but a part of you, know many and not a few,
What you are forever is but - 'a Diamond in the middle of the blue',
Earlier I thought you sounded like explosions,
and so do people now, even across the oceans,
Its now that we relate you to a goddess,
Known to everyone, for your financial prowess,
You are the prowess that can lend your shoulder to the poorest,
and then make him known to the world as one of the richest,
You stand for love and care, happiness and welfare, driving away despair,
Thinking about my life without you would be honestly be a nightmare,
Yes, you are the city of my dreams, the city that radiates friendly beams,
You are the city that never sleeps, the city that never weeps,
The Gateway, the commercial capital,the spirit - of a nation of billions ,
The city that's the love and desire of the hearts of sixteen-millions,
My love, you are the city that raised me up.......I miss you!
You were, and still remain, a treasure to me... Will you?
Yes ..... forever!
'Bombay meri jaan......Salaam Bombay!'
My first attempt at writing a poem in my blog...and I wanted to write about the city that I miss everyday...a city in which I was brought up!
Born in a small town named Karaikudi in TN,I had to spend the first two years of my life in Agartala - the capital of Tripura, one of the seven sisters in India's North-East.I don't remember much of Agartala city, but I do remember hearing some sweet words belonging to one of the sweetest languages I've heard off, Bengali . That's all about Agartala.....moving on to Bombay( haan doston - ' aamchi Mumbai ! ').....when I was jus two I was pushed into a nursery school where I could babble only in my mother tongue (..and that too which only my mom could understand....). It took a couple of years more for me to pick up both my mother tongue and our national language to express myself. I could learn the regional language Marathi only in my secondary ...where I chose Marathi over Sanskrit(for my luv of the people n the culture there!)
This post is exclusively for all that I n my friends (who left aamchi Mumbai and Navi Mumbai) miss.......the ONGC Colony, the KV-ONGC school, the J.H.Ambani School, the Bombay-Pune NH-4 and the Expressway with its greenary and the Ghats, the Sion-Panvel Highway, the Palm-Beach Road, the Vashi Bridge,... every node(CIDCO's CBD Belapur, Panvel, Nerul, Khargahar, Vashi, Sanpada...)and railway station(the Juinagar one being filmed in the movie 'Rhythm' ) in Navi Mumbai, ......the CST/VT Station, the Gateway, the Taj, Marine Drive, Nariman Point, the Juhu,the Chowpatty, Nehru Planetorium , the Science Centre, the SG National Park, the gardens of IIT Powaii,.......the airports at Santacruz/Sahar, the South Indian Temples in Nerul and Chembur, and .....the Suburban trains ( that sound of '.....la jaanari dheemi/tej local .....ahe' in the announcements are still earworms ), the Bhel Puris, the Vada Pavs, the Pav Bhajis, the innumerable tasty food serving hotels, .........and many more ...the list'll never end.
Special mentions : The luv, affection, industriousness, courage, resilience(who cam forget those horrible deluges, blasts and attacks..) of Mumbaikars and the inimitable speed and style with which they carry themselves...
I miss the city that pays almost half of the Nation's taxes, the city of the rich, the wealthy, the poor and the poorest. A city where slum and skyscraper stay side-by-side...the city of Bollywood...the city of technology( we wont forget the BARC n IIT)...the busiest Airport in South Asia, Seaport in India, a city that has railway belonging to two divisions(Central n Western)...the Dalal Street...
The city never stops growing...from Bombay to Mumbai, from a metro to a megacity(probably the most complex urban machinery in existence), Greater Mumbai is surrounded by many other cities(about 4 Municipal Corporations).....and ...My heartiest wishes to the upcoming Mega Landmark of modern Mumbai - The Bandra-Worli Sealink..................I jus miss you, Mumbai!
If I ever get a chance to relocate...I'll come back to you!
Here is an unknown ex-Mumbaikar saluting the spirit of Mumbai...
Salaam Bombay!
Your charming face - ever as radiant as fire,
What I am today is but a part of you, know many and not a few,
What you are forever is but - 'a Diamond in the middle of the blue',
Earlier I thought you sounded like explosions,
and so do people now, even across the oceans,
Its now that we relate you to a goddess,
Known to everyone, for your financial prowess,
You are the prowess that can lend your shoulder to the poorest,
and then make him known to the world as one of the richest,
You stand for love and care, happiness and welfare, driving away despair,
Thinking about my life without you would be honestly be a nightmare,
Yes, you are the city of my dreams, the city that radiates friendly beams,
You are the city that never sleeps, the city that never weeps,
The Gateway, the commercial capital,the spirit - of a nation of billions ,
The city that's the love and desire of the hearts of sixteen-millions,
My love, you are the city that raised me up.......I miss you!
You were, and still remain, a treasure to me... Will you?
Yes ..... forever!
'Bombay meri jaan......Salaam Bombay!'
My first attempt at writing a poem in my blog...and I wanted to write about the city that I miss everyday...a city in which I was brought up!
Born in a small town named Karaikudi in TN,I had to spend the first two years of my life in Agartala - the capital of Tripura, one of the seven sisters in India's North-East.I don't remember much of Agartala city, but I do remember hearing some sweet words belonging to one of the sweetest languages I've heard off, Bengali . That's all about Agartala.....moving on to Bombay( haan doston - ' aamchi Mumbai ! ').....when I was jus two I was pushed into a nursery school where I could babble only in my mother tongue (..and that too which only my mom could understand....). It took a couple of years more for me to pick up both my mother tongue and our national language to express myself. I could learn the regional language Marathi only in my secondary ...where I chose Marathi over Sanskrit(for my luv of the people n the culture there!)
This post is exclusively for all that I n my friends (who left aamchi Mumbai and Navi Mumbai) miss.......the ONGC Colony, the KV-ONGC school, the J.H.Ambani School, the Bombay-Pune NH-4 and the Expressway with its greenary and the Ghats, the Sion-Panvel Highway, the Palm-Beach Road, the Vashi Bridge,... every node(CIDCO's CBD Belapur, Panvel, Nerul, Khargahar, Vashi, Sanpada...)and railway station(the Juinagar one being filmed in the movie 'Rhythm' ) in Navi Mumbai, ......the CST/VT Station, the Gateway, the Taj, Marine Drive, Nariman Point, the Juhu,the Chowpatty, Nehru Planetorium , the Science Centre, the SG National Park, the gardens of IIT Powaii,.......the airports at Santacruz/Sahar, the South Indian Temples in Nerul and Chembur, and .....the Suburban trains ( that sound of '.....la jaanari dheemi/tej local .....ahe' in the announcements are still earworms ), the Bhel Puris, the Vada Pavs, the Pav Bhajis, the innumerable tasty food serving hotels, .........and many more ...the list'll never end.
Special mentions : The luv, affection, industriousness, courage, resilience(who cam forget those horrible deluges, blasts and attacks..) of Mumbaikars and the inimitable speed and style with which they carry themselves...
I miss the city that pays almost half of the Nation's taxes, the city of the rich, the wealthy, the poor and the poorest. A city where slum and skyscraper stay side-by-side...the city of Bollywood...the city of technology( we wont forget the BARC n IIT)...the busiest Airport in South Asia, Seaport in India, a city that has railway belonging to two divisions(Central n Western)...the Dalal Street...
The city never stops growing...from Bombay to Mumbai, from a metro to a megacity(probably the most complex urban machinery in existence), Greater Mumbai is surrounded by many other cities(about 4 Municipal Corporations).....and ...My heartiest wishes to the upcoming Mega Landmark of modern Mumbai - The Bandra-Worli Sealink..................I jus miss you, Mumbai!
If I ever get a chance to relocate...I'll come back to you!
Here is an unknown ex-Mumbaikar saluting the spirit of Mumbai...
Salaam Bombay!
Quest 2009 - Part 3
At 7:45 in the morning, I entered the main block.Seeing me clothed in a denim SJ was surprised."Hey! You not going on stage today..?"I had to tell him that my work was in the evening n by that time I would be clothed in that formal form of dressing in which he was too eager to se me in.B was racing up n down the corridor ordering the juniors to do his work......The guests arrived ...of course, in Indian Standard Time....thankfully for B (who wasn't ready).
He n K were quite good(...My Tamil's good enough to judge somebody's speech...)our friends J n SJ n the others also spoke well...
With a lot of work remaining for the evening , my noon n afternoon time was spent on work, work and some more work... with some more work n lots of tension (n fun too) my part was over...the evening fn. went off well.....the only problem being that there seemed to be more people on the stage than in front of it !(as the program reached the end).
With Quest'09 being officially over, the Big-D congratulated everybody..shook hands with everyone who was in his vicinity...n then there was the photo session..the bashing session...when the office bearers were given their dues..the much feared beatings n blows...the staff didnt seem to mind all the shor n hullah...The next day went off with me n B writing n typing the report 4 the newspapers...n the two General Secretaries sending thank you smses...
Quest 2009 had come to an end!
He n K were quite good(...My Tamil's good enough to judge somebody's speech...)our friends J n SJ n the others also spoke well...
With a lot of work remaining for the evening , my noon n afternoon time was spent on work, work and some more work... with some more work n lots of tension (n fun too) my part was over...the evening fn. went off well.....the only problem being that there seemed to be more people on the stage than in front of it !(as the program reached the end).
With Quest'09 being officially over, the Big-D congratulated everybody..shook hands with everyone who was in his vicinity...n then there was the photo session..the bashing session...when the office bearers were given their dues..the much feared beatings n blows...the staff didnt seem to mind all the shor n hullah...The next day went off with me n B writing n typing the report 4 the newspapers...n the two General Secretaries sending thank you smses...
Quest 2009 had come to an end!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Quest 2009 - Part2
Pride n Prejudice
contd. from Part 1 - I n B were to meet K n T that day for finalizing our roles and the work. T was B's classmate in the first sem.He introduced me to her, but not b4 informing me that she was headweighted n also hinted that she might not do the work (!)...K n T agreed to the plans n we set out 4 work.T agreed to do the entire work 4 me, giving me only the editing part. I was too happy to be relieved of my work. She was to mail the entire script to me by night.
I waited..waited.......... and ...........the clock struck 12 n I cursed the Hell...not bcoz she didn't send the mail, but bcoz B had been right again!
B was jubiliant that his predictions were right.
Next morning - K had finished her part n sent it to mam for editing while B also completed his part.Then - we met T . She apologized profusely for not having done her part n agreed to do it immediately. We three sat down, exchanged ideas and neared the completion of our work. To our surprise, T talked in a manner that did not show any of those symptoms of headweightedness(...that's not the right word...can u guess the right one?...). She also agreed to write down a neat fair draft while I and B chatted.The bonus was that she also agreed to type it and bring it after the lunch... Relieved of work we were happy...
Then, she somehow happened to talk about her seniors and mentioned A's name(I'm sorry A, but then this was a shocker!), my cousin sister whom I always thought to be a studious,talkative and kind person ...but... not in anyway involved in bullying.From T, I learnt that kind she was n did help out her juniors in everything ranging from personal life to projects, but not before she ragged her juniors!.......And that her gang was the most feared in the hostel for bullying and ragging when she was a senior.Thankfully ! T wasn't ragged much by A.
We then exchanged opinions about ourselves that were prevalent among our batch students.Some good samaritan had told T that I n B were studious guys...I was overjoyed to hear such a pleasant (and an utterly false statement) about being made in my peer circle.In turn B told T that she was thought of as a headweighted(thought of the right word?.....) personality (Surprisingly,B's remark did not get any expressions on her face).She agreed with that statement(but expressions exploded out of mine n B's face...Oh!come on! who'll agree that he/she's a headweighted person) and told that she had heard the same comment from others too n that she didnt mind it bcoz that was false n also bcos it gave her a chance to distance herself from others.
Soon after the lunch B received a call from T saying that she got infected with chicken pox n that she had to leave immediately. We had to immediately find a replacement for her and inform it to the staff.But T sent the typed doc file through her friend and also made arrangements for her replacements. ..We felt sorry 4 her...(Since I was a child, I had always felt sorry 4 everything ranging from iCards to iPods to iPhones to iMacs(u r right,they weren't there when I was born...but still!) to iBelts to iSocks n iShoes! n iTies n iCoats, but never had I felt sorry for something called 'prejudice')
(If T's reading this, I guess she would have spotted the pun!)
This was a big lesson for me (n for B too!). I learnt - Never judge anyone b4 u know them well...sometimes,Prejudice has to be shown the door!...If T could be so good n A could have been a bully!(Hey!A - I'm jus kiddin...lol..funny to find that ur 'adakamaanna' elder sis is a bully from a new friend)...a good lesson indeed!
The evening went off quickly with the typing and taking printouts of the Agenda,MC copy, the vote of thanks, the overview,the intros to the chief guest and all others that we had to prepare for the office bearers and then asking for approval from the staff...editing...retyping ...reprinting...an umpteen no. of times. The purchase and stage arrangements had also to be taken care of.Plus some more of MC and writing work remained.After twelve the computing centre closed n I went to KV's room(another good friend of mine)and used his lappie n his English too(he's good at that).Finally I went to bed at 3.30 a.m.
I was woken up by B at 5...I shooed him away n woke up at 6.30...reached the Main Building by 7.45 am.......(To be continued in part 3)
PS: I wish to avoid those annoying braces when I write...but I luv those indispensable braces (),{},[] that tell u something extra!
contd. from Part 1 - I n B were to meet K n T that day for finalizing our roles and the work. T was B's classmate in the first sem.He introduced me to her, but not b4 informing me that she was headweighted n also hinted that she might not do the work (!)...K n T agreed to the plans n we set out 4 work.T agreed to do the entire work 4 me, giving me only the editing part. I was too happy to be relieved of my work. She was to mail the entire script to me by night.
I waited..waited.......... and ...........the clock struck 12 n I cursed the Hell...not bcoz she didn't send the mail, but bcoz B had been right again!
B was jubiliant that his predictions were right.
Next morning - K had finished her part n sent it to mam for editing while B also completed his part.Then - we met T . She apologized profusely for not having done her part n agreed to do it immediately. We three sat down, exchanged ideas and neared the completion of our work. To our surprise, T talked in a manner that did not show any of those symptoms of headweightedness(...that's not the right word...can u guess the right one?...). She also agreed to write down a neat fair draft while I and B chatted.The bonus was that she also agreed to type it and bring it after the lunch... Relieved of work we were happy...
Then, she somehow happened to talk about her seniors and mentioned A's name(I'm sorry A, but then this was a shocker!), my cousin sister whom I always thought to be a studious,talkative and kind person ...but... not in anyway involved in bullying.From T, I learnt that kind she was n did help out her juniors in everything ranging from personal life to projects, but not before she ragged her juniors!.......And that her gang was the most feared in the hostel for bullying and ragging when she was a senior.Thankfully ! T wasn't ragged much by A.
We then exchanged opinions about ourselves that were prevalent among our batch students.Some good samaritan had told T that I n B were studious guys...I was overjoyed to hear such a pleasant (and an utterly false statement) about being made in my peer circle.In turn B told T that she was thought of as a headweighted(thought of the right word?.....) personality (Surprisingly,B's remark did not get any expressions on her face).She agreed with that statement(but expressions exploded out of mine n B's face...Oh!come on! who'll agree that he/she's a headweighted person) and told that she had heard the same comment from others too n that she didnt mind it bcoz that was false n also bcos it gave her a chance to distance herself from others.
Soon after the lunch B received a call from T saying that she got infected with chicken pox n that she had to leave immediately. We had to immediately find a replacement for her and inform it to the staff.But T sent the typed doc file through her friend and also made arrangements for her replacements. ..We felt sorry 4 her...(Since I was a child, I had always felt sorry 4 everything ranging from iCards to iPods to iPhones to iMacs(u r right,they weren't there when I was born...but still!) to iBelts to iSocks n iShoes! n iTies n iCoats, but never had I felt sorry for something called 'prejudice')
(If T's reading this, I guess she would have spotted the pun!)
This was a big lesson for me (n for B too!). I learnt - Never judge anyone b4 u know them well...sometimes,Prejudice has to be shown the door!...If T could be so good n A could have been a bully!(Hey!A - I'm jus kiddin...lol..funny to find that ur 'adakamaanna' elder sis is a bully from a new friend)...a good lesson indeed!
The evening went off quickly with the typing and taking printouts of the Agenda,MC copy, the vote of thanks, the overview,the intros to the chief guest and all others that we had to prepare for the office bearers and then asking for approval from the staff...editing...retyping ...reprinting...an umpteen no. of times. The purchase and stage arrangements had also to be taken care of.Plus some more of MC and writing work remained.After twelve the computing centre closed n I went to KV's room(another good friend of mine)and used his lappie n his English too(he's good at that).Finally I went to bed at 3.30 a.m.
I was woken up by B at 5...I shooed him away n woke up at 6.30...reached the Main Building by 7.45 am.......(To be continued in part 3)
PS: I wish to avoid those annoying braces when I write...but I luv those indispensable braces (),{},[] that tell u something extra!
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