My friend My machine TN 07 AM 9148

For the past few months there has not been any new post in this blog. The over influence of facebook and twitter had made me forget my blog. I have to admit it. Now I am back. This is something which I am unable to express in 140 or 420 characters and now I need my blog. The next few lines are true from the deepest point of my heart. This post is a tribute to my machine, the very old silver colored TVS STAR SPORT. The machine has been with me for the past 3 and a half years. Almost all my friends have travelled on it. It has a big big role in making my black and white life in Chennai into a colored one. The one that helped me reach office in time, the one which inspired me to watch movies by bunking the classes, the one which increased my freedom to travel anywhere anytime, the one which almost had at least 10 trips per day from School of Management Studies, NITC building to the hostel, the one which hesitated to seat another lady on the rear seat during its initial life in Kerala and the one which carried me over 30,000 kms in many different cities in Kerala and Tamil Nadu.

This one is for you mate!!!

This evening on my way to NITC, I met with a severe accident. As usual I was on my bike, with a speed of about 40 to 50 km/hr. About a few kilometers away from NITC, at Chathamangalam, another bike suddenly came opposite to me on the wrong side. I tried my level best to stop and applied the brakes. By the time, the bike was exactly in front of me and the blow was inevitable. Had a nasty blow and I fell off my machine. The other driver also fell with his bike, but escaped without any damage for the bike or for him. I got up from the road and luckily I didn't have a single scratch or bruise on me. It was unbelievable, still I was safe.

Then I examined my bike. It had a severe blow. The damage was to a heavy extent. The front portion of the other bike hit my machine at the front right part and the bike fell to the left side. The wheel of the other bike hit the nozzle of my machine's front tyre and immediately resulted in a flat tyre. The tube had to be replaced immediately. The right front and left rear indicator broke into pieces. Severe scratches around the headlamp. The right front mirror was twisted and out of groove. Handle is having a bend of about 15 degree towards right. There is a bend for the fork also. The front brakes were jammed (which were released during the tube change).

After changing the tube, I drove it slowly back to my home. As soon as I reached home, I shared the news to my parents. They were really surprised to see me without any single scratch, and shocked to see my bike which received such a blow. Only after that I realized that nobody will believe that the rider was absolutely safe, seeing the present condition of the vehicle. Early morning tomorrow, I'm taking it to the service centre. Wishing my machine a very speedy recovery.

It took the entire blow, damaged itself severely, just to safeguard the rider.

I love my machine. Bravo!!!

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With CAT just ten days away, you guys may be thinking that i don't have any other job. But took a break from the books. Afterall creativity peaks when you spend some time with books. I donno how many of my classmates are in that situation now. Nothing much, you may have seen this stuff before, but never in this kind. Check it out.... [:)]
Unfortunately I could manage only this much now, but I swear, I'll be back with more.

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First Love

Back after a fortnight, with a bang.
I was quite confused about my next blog. Not because I didnt have any topics, but they were too many in number. Already I have quoted a lot of stories from my college life. So this time I wanted something other than that. My search finally ended at my school life.

Teenage...
The most "happening" time in one's life. Being at a boys' school did create a lot of problems for me. The presence of girls in my life started from 9th standard. I had Maths tuitions at Jacob Sir's house and Science tuitions at Sabitha Madam's house. Not because I was weak in both, but it was a custom followed for years, and still being followed....! Tuitions started my May 1998 and so do being with girls. (Being with means, sitting a couple of benches behind them :-) ) There was one girl whom i noticed in particular. She had a deep dimple on her right cheek. She was tall enough (perhaps taller than me at that time. I was a dwarf then ;-) ..!!!) She had the name of a Hindu goddess (enough, Don't guess). She was there in my same batch in both tuitions. My best pals at that time included Rahul, Aby, Venky and Anoop. I hesitated a lot about this, but at last thought of working it out. My first proposal...! (why the hell did I do it? :-( ). I had some feeling or soft corner to this girl and (unfortunately) revealed it to Rahul.

But he was a good friend. His innocence or his commitment towards my friendship resulted in it. She came to know the stuff within a day. That too the route was like Remil->Rahul->X->Y->.....->That girl.
Everyone in the class except the teacher had known that within a day or two. From this part of the story onwards, let her be called Namitha (I should also consider the readers' feelings, na). The incident finally brought up my first one-to-one session with a girl.

Namitha: I heard something
Me: (silence, with my stupid smile)
Namitha: Did you tell some of your friends that you love me?

Now, that was cunning... Love and Like, unfortunately have a common word in malayalam.

Me: (again silence, the stupid smile fades, with a vertical movement of my head)
Namitha: How dare you?
Me:(silence, with no smile at all, looking around, to verify whether someone is watching)
Namitha: Have you seen your face in the mirror?

That was harsh. That was indeed harsh. She was beautiful. But still, that was very very harsh.
And that was the day i looked at the mirror for so long.

Namitha: never ever dare to talk to me.
(now, that made me think. This girl sucks... I haven't ever talked to her before and now she's saying never ever dare to talk to her... Silly stupid senseless point)

My love to her was so pure, that i did consider her feelings and never talked to her after that...!