IIT Class!

The other day at the office food court, we were discussing the IPL debacle and how N.Srinivasan dodged the media with his own moolai. Yes of course we have no other better topic to discuss. What do you think, we work for an MNC and IPL is the breadth of fresh air in our monotonous lives. Now that someone has to give them a mouth freshener is another issue :P As we were discussing, we got an update of the 10th std results that had released. Kids these days are circus trained I believe. 498/500 - inhuman. Whatever may be the flaw in the system, the students' effort has to be acknowledged and appreciated. Its remarkable, but again it gives a false hope. Com'on. 99 in French, Tamil, Hindi and English. You just got to be kidding me.  if that's the case, Konar notes wouldn't sell anymore. There is something wrong with the system. And that's for a debate sometime later. For now, Hearty(!!!) congratulations kids :)

Also the tenth results opened a whole new perspective of scores and percentages. I hope everyone reading this would have had a discussion with their grandparents, who studies the "Anthagaalathu" 9th std or "Andagaalathu B.A" and the other "Andagaalathu" likes. The standard dialogues they ever render when puzzled about their academics was this:

"Naanga padikarche lam mark eh poda mata. 70 vangina perusu" and you used to wonder staring at your 4th std report card, Mathematics 99, English 94.. cha paati thatha makku pola iruke :D

Its all dejavu now. Another ten years down the line, we would be using the same "naanga padikarche lam mark eh poda matanga.... " \m/ :D

Recollecting those good'ol high school days, the biggest pressure one faces after the board results is the admission into an IIT class, more than anything else. Those were frenzy times. The first deciding point in our budding lives. Engineer, doctor, Finance specialist, science major, the options were abundant ad open. But the curse of our age or rather the extended version from the previous generation chucks all the low-fi career prospects out of the window. So, you are merely left with two Engineer/Doctor. The commerce folks are a league of their own. The future Loyalaites and Stella Marians. Namaku avangala pathi kavalai ila, at least till we end up in college and find them EXTREMELY good looking. Which is like, eventual ;)

So the parents choose to christen you an engineer. And what do they do next? Start searching for an IIT coaching class. Those were the times when Chetan Bhagat was just into the fourth or probably the fifth chapter of 5pointsomeone. Can't complain. The dude was just getting sick of everything. Can't complain parents either. I'm sure most of them wouldn't have read the book even now. As the hunt begins, the obvious choices emerge. You have the evergreen $%#$^ Tutorials. Distance Education la MBA padikartha copy adichu, they started IIT correspondence course. Flight ticket mathiri you have different names for courses. Aana ECONOMY is no where to be found. Then you have &#$JEE. Like you pay the engineering college donation, you got to kotti5 big big Gandhi thathas there and they will take care of the rest. But kudutha kaasuku it was worth I knew from hearsay.

Then there was this third kind. From an engineer's point of view, they are people who still are the reason behind Chennai receiving rainfall, however less it may be. The retired profs, who train students to step into IIT _/\_ One must truly salute their dedication and commitment towards their teaching. There were a dozen or so of them. Always a trinity. One each for Physics, Math and Chem. You won't believe, they would charge you a mere 10% of  what those brands ask for. But still you wouldn't find so many folks thronging. Another example of how a brand value(???) can change everything.



---- to be continued----

DEEPAVALI :)

As the festival of lights beckons, forget all those sorrows and glitches of the past. Light the lamp with faith and let it chase all darkness, make yur hopes come true and help yu achieve your dreams. This DEEPAVALI, share - love and celebrate the true festival spirit. Have a fun filled - tummy filled - love filled - heart filled Deepavali :) :) :) safe :)

New Year's Day ( part I )

Before I start , I'd like to wish all the bloggers a very happy and prosperous year ahead ! :) New year's day is always special for chennaites . The beaches start filling up rite from dusk the previous day. People suddenly remember their gods . Temples and churches are open 24*7 ( im not aware of how the mosques prepare on new years' day ) , and the crowd just seems to be endless .

For the first time in all years , I was at Elliots on 31st evening ! At first sight it semed to be a very Low - key celebrations . It was 6 in the evening , and you could literally count the number of heads in the surroundings . " Never was the beach stretch so isolated " i felt . I was proved wrong . In not more than half an hour's time , one could see bikers 'Vroooom' in . The parking lots filled up . The regulars to the beach had made it too . And all of a sudden , Elliots showed off its pride :) Along with few of my "jigiri thosths" , I started to Lap around the beach road . It was nothing "outta the world" actually , 'cos its really very common at bessie . But the very fact that it was hours before new year , made it so very special .

Happy families , relaxed thathas , excited children and charged up youths . . . you could see people of almost all the generations out there . Its a very nice feeling to see people with broad smiles wishing and greeting you . Admiring all this , I forgot to check the time ! It was 8.30 exact and i was late to get back home . My " jigiris" wanted me to stay back for some more laps , but mom had told me " No bessie business after 9 " . And she is quite " strictu . . strictu . . strictu . . " ( hope you heard the echos clear ) , when it comes to me hanging out in the evenings . Half - hartedly . . I said a NO to their offer and bid them Good Night .

I walked back half the way and took home a bus then . By that time it was almost " house - full "
I could see many familiar faces but I was eyeing to get back home B4 my mom decides to screw me up . " Hmmm . . all set for '09 " i thought to myself and started pushing ahead as i crossed the Cops who were there to enforce security measures . At around 9.30 i was home and my mom was all happy that I dint stay back till midnight , that she forgot I was late .

The 6 pack syndrome . . .

Finally , ghajini has hit the theatres , and the gals have started going 'gaga' over aamir's packs . ( wel ! im as usual going 'GagAga' over asin :p :p :p ) Its now Aamir's turn to make a few eyeballs pop , and he has done it with elan . Though im not a keen follower of Bollywood movies , Aamir has always been rite at the top of my Favs list :) geting back to the packs . . . ther is a big list which includes ppl lik Bruce Lee , Arnold , Stallone , Van Damme , Salman , Sharuk , Surya and now Aamir ( these re the ones whose packs i have noticed ) who have tightened their abs to shrink many hearts . This six pack phenomenon has reached its peak nowadays and aamir has been the tip of the glacier . So many gyms have cropped up . . . so many ppl . . . young and old invariably have started to sweat it out , to get a stunning physique . . . apdi enathaan iruku antha padi kattla ( 6 packs . . . i mean ) . . . ?

After Aamir released his "behind the make over" video , i wanted to know badly wat it takes to get somethin like that . I consulted few of my frenz who are "Gym bods" . "Hey dude , lie down flat and start crunching yaar . . . do 10 sets each containing 10 crunches . increase the number everyday and im sure it ll work . " said one . Another frend of mine was even more weird in wat he said , " machi ! start squatting da " . . . I was like start wat . . . ??? "squ...a..tt..ing" he said slowly. It took me some time to realise that its nothing but sitting and standing up in complex stances to tighten and lighten yur thighs , called i this weird way . Enna koduma sir ithu . . . :D

The very next day , I got up early in the morning ( pls note : get'n up is not a big deal , cos i get up to download torrents lik any other BSNL Home plan users ) with aspirations to shed of the flesh . I strongly ( wrongly! rather . . ) had a belief that , two or three days of training is wat it ll tak to get in to shape . I started dancing like Mr.Bhagyaraj ( technically speaking . . warming up ) :p Once when i felt my limbs had loosened enough , i started doing the crunches . I was asked to do 10 sets of ten each . . after 4 in the first set . . i was lik "O#*+@ ! . . . namala mudiyathu . I quit my crunches then and there and started my nikkal kunthal ( its the same game yur siblings play at iskool ) . . . naanum easy thaan nu nambi aarambichen . . . hardly six and thats it . . i was lying flat holding my legs ! ouch . . . it pains . . . :*

" Aamir and surya do it for money idiot " , i said to myself . I opened the fridge took a bar of 5star and started to bite ( its my resort for al emotions ) and realised " ithu aavarthukkilla" .
I dnt have a gal , so that i hear a mind voice " azhage oru mayam " and i start pumping . The only mind voice i have now is " vidra machan ! " Im contend with the single ( so called ) pack i have :p