well i always wanted to be an engineer, no reasons behind it, just cos every tom dick n harry in the town was huntin for an engineerin seat.... well to be honest, i wanted to work in computers from as early as class 4 (just cos i heard somewhere tht it pays u a lot of money and you can happily sit in an AC room).... n was really good in C++ programmin in 11th n 12th.... so i was inclined towards computer science.... the harder bit comes now...
i was very gud in maths and computer science in school, i was totally the opposite in physics and chemistry... hence physics n chemistry acted like the iceberg for my titanic... i hardly passed in those subjects and the only marks tht are counted for an engg seat are physics, chemistry n maths... cudnt score much in the pre engineerin test as well... so i was all set for a Bcom course... had infact bought forms from a local coll as well for Bcom... then one day dad suggested tht we can try thro a friend for a management seat in karunya, coimbatore.... i had been to kaunya b4 as a tourist and liked tht place.... so i said okay... n soon we were in the Jesus Calls office in Chennai sitting opposite to two guy who were allocating departments (one of them was dad's friend)... he asked me which department i wanted, without hesitation i said computer science... he saw my marks and said tht for my marks i wud have to pay 3 lakhs for a computer science seat as it was sellin like hot cakes in 2000... i knew dad couldnt have afforded that much, but still he said tht he will try to get some money from somewhere if i m really interested... i thought for a sec, my marks reflected to those of a looser and i perhaps was low in confidence to confidently say yes to my dad... with a deep sigh, i could see my long time dream slippin from my hands... n finally with a heavy heart i said no... i was also told tht i wont b given a free seat... so my min expenses for a yr wud b a lakh includin everythin... i had no other option and dad was willin to pay tht amt... the only positives i had in my marksheet was that I had fantastic marks in maths and i was from CBSE schoolin background... CBSE students r considered to be sharper than state board students... n my dad's friend finally gave me 2 options.... either electrical & electronics or mechanical... now, never ever in my life can understand these electrical circuits... i dont understand the logic y always current flows from positive to negatove when the electrons flow in the opposite direction... see the base itself wasnt clear, so there was no point in building a career over a week base... also i liked mechanics in my school days... so i finally opted for mechanical...
i was very happy and i promised my parents tht i will do my best and wont let their go waste... so here i was with an engineerin seat, b4 even the counselling started for a lot of my friends who had loads n loads of marks in their marksheet... God was gracious... he was the one who saved me... it was a long wait and finally my date of joinin came as the 21st of august.. .parents helped me in doin a lot of shoppin... n dad came to drop me in college, mum couldnt make it... I left home on the 19th of August '00 and prob tht was the last day in my home, after tht day i was just a visitor....
we reached coimbatore on the 21st and headed straight to karunya, got refreshed at the guest house and headed straight for registration... we were very hungry, so had our lunch, must tell u the lunch was fabulous (this is the way colleges impress parents, by servin them fabulous food when they come to college, but usually 95% of the times Karunya food was good, just used to hate those sticky idlis)... nyways we finiched our lunch and headed towards the registration desks... n there she was!!!!!
call it love at first sight or lust at first sight (she always said tht it was lust, tho i believed it was love), she was simply fabulous... nyways, i consciously tried to control myself... i told myself again tht i m not goin behind any girl in college, i have come here to study and parents are spendin a lot of money for me here... so i m no more goin behind girls and no more loosing marks.... so i put my head down and waited for my turn, it was even more difficult for me as she was sitting just ahead of me in the queue... then i thought i will look at her for 2 secs n will never look at here again, guess wht, she was like an angel, but then i again controlled myself consciously.... i was bein a good boy then, i thought i am never ever goin to see that girl again cos i was simply loosin control on seein her.... i finished all the procedures and I was told that i have to gives measures for my lab code and then i went down to the tailor... n u can guess wht happened then.... there was this tailor in a room takin measures of this girl and no one else in the room, now i was trapped, i didnt wanna look at her, but how to control myself... finally i decided tht i am not goin to control myself anymore... n I was noticin her all thro the time she was there, but think she didnt even notice me...
nyways, it was confirmed that i m gonna stay in the Sundararaj Block, the block where usually all the first yrs stay, no seniours allowed inside the securely guarded hostel... i got all my daily need stuff from the store inside the hostel, prob this guys was selling everything at 1.5 times the usual rate, but there was no other option as well... so here i was in a 4 seater room, a typical hostel atmosphere, one bed stacked on top of the other, 2 of such beds, making it 4 beds in all, 4 tables, 4 chairs and 4 shelves... met my first roomy Joel Arun from Delhi, was quite surprised tht there were ppl from north india as well, my impression was tht i m gonna forget hindi soon as there will b no north indians... but Joel wasnt goin to stay in the room the first day... so i was all alone, dad did offer me tht he can stay with me if i m afraid, prob tht hit my ego... how can i be afraid!!!! so i turned down his offer... so he left to the guest house.. n was alone in tht 4 seater room... must admit didnt sleep well tht nite.... the windows of my room faced the hills and it was a beautiful sight... next day i woke up early, and came out of my room at abt 5 in the mornin and i saw a guy standin outside, prob he also didnt have proper sleep tht nite... we shook hands and introduced ourselves, he was George (Kollam George) from CSE... when he said CSE, my heart trembled, there he was in my dream department...
nyways, i got ready, had my b'fast and was headin out for my first day in college... when i came out of the hostel, i saw guys were standin in queue, 3 in a row and security guards all around... i was like this is worse than school... but anyways, this also meant tht no senior can dare to rag us... so i as very happy as i had heard nightmares of getting ragged... we were taken to a huge auditorium, parents were also invited at the auditorium for the first day I guess, not sure... n then after tht the regulars, pricipal ka bhashan, director ka bhashan n wht not!!!... bein a christain college, we were given a 10 min sermon each day... n then each day's counselling ended with the college anthem, must admit i liked the college anthem.....
went thro the first day in college and it was cool, came to know tht only the students who came thro the management gateway have joined now, it will take another month for the students who come thro the merit basis... so basically there were only half of the studends and whtever classes used to happen was just a revision of the school portion. the first day i came bac from college and dad was waitin at the hostel, he had to leave the next day and prob wudnt b able to meet me after tht evenin.. he was quite emotional i guess, i certainly was.... after chatting for sometime, he left and i was standing at the gates of the hostel till he disappeared.... was quite a tuf evening for me... i was very emotional and prob wanted to cry, but i didnt... it was the first time in life i was goin to be away from my parents... i was broken but didnt show it out........ all i cud do tht time was to bid goodbye to my dad and promised my parents in my heart tht i will do well and study well and stand first (similar to the dominance i used to have in school till class 7th)... and will never ever be a looser again.....
to be contd....
PS: i cudnt fulfill tht promise, i was never ever first in my engg life... i was always second, but i think tht was much much better than bein a looser.... n guess my parents didnt mind it tht much, they were happy tht i m doin well......
Monday, July 27, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Me n my family...
I think this is the first thing that I should do in this blog... to write abt my family... parents are the only ppl who have observed me, thought abt me, planned for me, worked for me, spent for me, dreamt for me, etc. etc. than I have done for myself...
I have a small family mum, dad and a sis... dad was born n bought in south india, n mum in Bhilai... dad finally had to take a transfer to Bhilai post marriage... the earliest memories I have of them goes back to the times when we used to live in Kohka, bhilai.. next to my maternal granny's house.. b4 tht i was just a kid and dont remember much....
all in all i was a well mannered child... now after parentin my sis my mum says so.... prob when i was a kid, my mum wud have told the neighbour tht i was naughty as well... usually its like tht i guess, second kid is always more naughty than the first... nyways, mum used to teach me all subjects in the beginning... but had to let go maths to dad, as dad was better in tht as i reached higher classes in school... dad used to take maths and sometimes science as well... i used to get a lot of beatings from my mum for not memorising stuff tht she wud have asked me to memorise... i remember mum's statement "Do whtever u want but study well n get good marks"... mum used to have a variety of sticks to beat me, long n small, thick n thin, a stick form the bush nearby n sometimes her own hands were enuf for me.... i have experienced them all... sometimes not hurt at all n sometimes limping... i can recollect tht i was limpin for abt 2 to 3 days cos i had got enuf beatings for not properly memorising maths tables from 2 to 10.... i remember i even had to justify why i even lost half a mark.... mum used to b cool otherwise in all other activities of mine... dad also used to be cool other than the times i used to commit silly mistakes in maths.... overall i never used to get scolding for anythin other than studies....
at the age of 12... one fine evenin... mum n dad were sitting in the drawing hall in our 4D, St 13, Sec 4, house.... i was studying in the bedroom (or atleast pretend to be studyin...)... i remember dad had called me n asked how wud u feel if i had a bro or a sis... i was like i wud b very happy and dad said tht u prob u will have one soon.... most of my frenz in school had siblings and i used to be like the odd man out without any.... so i ws very happy tht i will also have a sibling soon... we soon moved to our new house in Sector 10 where we are curretly put up... n then after 13 yrs I finally had a sister...
i remember i had returned from school and dad came bac form hospital n said tht a baby girl is born n i was very very happy.... i went to the hospital with dad and there she was lyin next to mum.. a priceless new addition in our family... used to like her small hands n legs.... she used to sleep most of the day... cry sometimes... but she was a joy... i remember i used to torture my granny a lot if she cries..... she used to look very very pretty when she used to smile.... she usually didnt like to lie in my lap n never used to like me touching her, prob i used to actually torture her rather than touchin her... but she was very very nice...
whenever i used to tell in school tht i have a sis who is 13 yrs younger to me, ppl used to repeat with a huge sign... theeeeeeeerteeeeeeeeeeeeeen yrssssssss..... !!!!!!!!!!!! but two of my other friends had sisters with the same age difference... abhijit had a sis who was 12 yrs younger to him and raehan had one who was 14 yrs younger to him....
mum now says tht she has become old and havin probs with sister... as my sis is usually very creative in her trouble creatin ideas.... but i guess my parents wud have got literally bored if she hadnt been there.... specially as I am away from home and go visitin only once in a while, they would have certainly got bored....
well... thts a bit abt my family.... the ppl who mean the most in my life...
I have a small family mum, dad and a sis... dad was born n bought in south india, n mum in Bhilai... dad finally had to take a transfer to Bhilai post marriage... the earliest memories I have of them goes back to the times when we used to live in Kohka, bhilai.. next to my maternal granny's house.. b4 tht i was just a kid and dont remember much....
all in all i was a well mannered child... now after parentin my sis my mum says so.... prob when i was a kid, my mum wud have told the neighbour tht i was naughty as well... usually its like tht i guess, second kid is always more naughty than the first... nyways, mum used to teach me all subjects in the beginning... but had to let go maths to dad, as dad was better in tht as i reached higher classes in school... dad used to take maths and sometimes science as well... i used to get a lot of beatings from my mum for not memorising stuff tht she wud have asked me to memorise... i remember mum's statement "Do whtever u want but study well n get good marks"... mum used to have a variety of sticks to beat me, long n small, thick n thin, a stick form the bush nearby n sometimes her own hands were enuf for me.... i have experienced them all... sometimes not hurt at all n sometimes limping... i can recollect tht i was limpin for abt 2 to 3 days cos i had got enuf beatings for not properly memorising maths tables from 2 to 10.... i remember i even had to justify why i even lost half a mark.... mum used to b cool otherwise in all other activities of mine... dad also used to be cool other than the times i used to commit silly mistakes in maths.... overall i never used to get scolding for anythin other than studies....
at the age of 12... one fine evenin... mum n dad were sitting in the drawing hall in our 4D, St 13, Sec 4, house.... i was studying in the bedroom (or atleast pretend to be studyin...)... i remember dad had called me n asked how wud u feel if i had a bro or a sis... i was like i wud b very happy and dad said tht u prob u will have one soon.... most of my frenz in school had siblings and i used to be like the odd man out without any.... so i ws very happy tht i will also have a sibling soon... we soon moved to our new house in Sector 10 where we are curretly put up... n then after 13 yrs I finally had a sister...
i remember i had returned from school and dad came bac form hospital n said tht a baby girl is born n i was very very happy.... i went to the hospital with dad and there she was lyin next to mum.. a priceless new addition in our family... used to like her small hands n legs.... she used to sleep most of the day... cry sometimes... but she was a joy... i remember i used to torture my granny a lot if she cries..... she used to look very very pretty when she used to smile.... she usually didnt like to lie in my lap n never used to like me touching her, prob i used to actually torture her rather than touchin her... but she was very very nice...
whenever i used to tell in school tht i have a sis who is 13 yrs younger to me, ppl used to repeat with a huge sign... theeeeeeeerteeeeeeeeeeeeeen yrssssssss..... !!!!!!!!!!!! but two of my other friends had sisters with the same age difference... abhijit had a sis who was 12 yrs younger to him and raehan had one who was 14 yrs younger to him....
mum now says tht she has become old and havin probs with sister... as my sis is usually very creative in her trouble creatin ideas.... but i guess my parents wud have got literally bored if she hadnt been there.... specially as I am away from home and go visitin only once in a while, they would have certainly got bored....
well... thts a bit abt my family.... the ppl who mean the most in my life...
Why did I ever need a blog....
Have nothing to do at work for the last couple of days, and I bored to hell of doing the same things read the news, look at the markets, look at the new movies releasing this week, etc. etc. hence thought of doin somethin tht i usually dont do.... prob start bloggin for a change....
you will be surprised to know tht i have been havin this blog for more than 2 yrs now... but still never bothered (or planned) to write nything.... u must be surprised on why i needed a blog..
well abt 2.5 yrs bac in March '07, myself and my whole team of colleagues had been to Yelagiri... n wanted to share the pics of our trip with colleagues in the States... our corporate email didnt allow us to attach more than 1 mb of data.... hence the only easy option i could think of was to have a blog (all photo sharing sites were restricted on the official network)...
so thts how i started a 2 yr no-activity blog.... y ashish unicorn..... prob cos my unicorn bike was the first big thing tht i had bought from my salary (down payment was dad's money tho... :D)...
i have now deleted all the pics cos they look funny without any comments on them.... so officially this is my first blog and I will try my best to keep bloggin.... have titled it as "Reliving the past and dreaming of the future" as I wanna pen down max no of the happy moments I had with family n frenz n my own.... a few weird moments and some sad, let down moments..... and few things that i wish to do in life....
hope u wil b readin n pennin down ur comments.....
Cheers
Ashish
you will be surprised to know tht i have been havin this blog for more than 2 yrs now... but still never bothered (or planned) to write nything.... u must be surprised on why i needed a blog..
well abt 2.5 yrs bac in March '07, myself and my whole team of colleagues had been to Yelagiri... n wanted to share the pics of our trip with colleagues in the States... our corporate email didnt allow us to attach more than 1 mb of data.... hence the only easy option i could think of was to have a blog (all photo sharing sites were restricted on the official network)...
so thts how i started a 2 yr no-activity blog.... y ashish unicorn..... prob cos my unicorn bike was the first big thing tht i had bought from my salary (down payment was dad's money tho... :D)...
i have now deleted all the pics cos they look funny without any comments on them.... so officially this is my first blog and I will try my best to keep bloggin.... have titled it as "Reliving the past and dreaming of the future" as I wanna pen down max no of the happy moments I had with family n frenz n my own.... a few weird moments and some sad, let down moments..... and few things that i wish to do in life....
hope u wil b readin n pennin down ur comments.....
Cheers
Ashish
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