Two States : PISSED OFF - PUMPED UP

Day1 : 28-07-2011

5.10 a.m: Wakeup call - Heard the worst tone i presume to be - my mother's voice. It seemed to be the worse for me and I hate that particularly when she yells my name to come out of the paradise land I was into sleeping tight. Finishing my morning duties with a nice shower to wake myself from the mighty sleep-doze hangover I rushed into my pooja room started chanting mantras. Wearing my boot on i started walking towards the mirror seeing myself for a check, happy I had my zip on, at last smiled at the mirror and heard a voice 'why the hell was that shit-eating grin on my face?'  Too gross it looked. That is how i started from my home to the so called Day1 of my corporate life

MEPZ CAMPUS ENTRANCE

6.20 a.m: Chetpet station- Started in train and reached the destination point MEPZ. I was amidst a group of bee's flying for a place in its nest, god it took my brains out to get myself steady entering into the shuttle reaching the Cognizant campus and there stood the big Q, it was big enough I could term it as 'queue I have never been next to tirupathi dharshan'. Getting in our temporary entry pass sticking my photo sealing it entered the campus. I swear a feeling of paramount joy aroused in me to see 40% (in approx) were chicks among 580 people who turned up for the Day 1.  With a mood filled with pride, happiness, enthusiasm and excitement I walked towards the third floor where we had been given a place to get settled, to fill in the details asked for and submitting the records. Excused myself among the people who were blocking my way I gave my records for verification and there seemed to start a 'wrong thing' just in the 'right time'.

"Can I see at least a photocopy of your Degree Certificate" a lady (GIRL to be correct) HR asked me. "What?" was the only word I could reply in answer. Immediate reaction followed to my word by folding my file and pointing her index finger to a table where I could see pissed-of-faces in dozens being seated. With no more questions I went there explaining to person in charge that I have all my records other than the one asked for, but they never cared my words nor my reaction demanding the one I’m without, next came an information

if(submitted tomorrow)

{

 You r in;

}

else

{

Be back on September 2nd (the next recruitment date)

}

i was in a "WTF!" state and there was a sensation of unformed dread in my belly. Suddenly I had a brainstorm where at sometimes you don’t think of anything particular but you think so many others. Back to Back calls to my Mom and aunt, asking them to search the copy that I was asked to, but both of them ended my call saying they failed. And that sure was enough to make my day a "Holy- crap!!” I was experiencing the height of frustration when I started terming a guy as pizza face (he was flooded with pimples and man that was oozing) who asked me way to RR, yelling at whomsoever its concerned who dashed me on their way even though it was unintentional, most of all never did I pause for a second to be still and look at those lovely hot chicks who passed my way (injustice I thought!!). They day 1 ended in Campus with a photo shoot and all were asked to be at 8.45 the next day. Started back home with "where is it? Where did I keep? Where shall I find it" questions.

6.30 p.m: Back home - Walked in my room where I could possibly get the images stating 'the hunt has begin' and the result of it 'answer was given by the void expression seen in my Father's face'. Trying to put myself to sleep but I could never win over it and then I stared debating saying something along the thoughts that were running, at last decide to go against it. Whatever happens let me face it. No point in cursing the HR people cos the cause for losing it truly lies on me

Day 2 : 29-07-2011

7.30 a.m: Chetpet Station - Walking down the platform Mobile rings

Dad

CALLING...

'THERE WAS A ELECTRIC COMMUNICATION BETWEEN US' i laughed too loud to release the tension (I’m sure my father was relived too) to hear the certificate is there. I drove my bike down to my home rushed up too fast as if it was my Wife's Due date, it dint take too long to catch up with the certificate in my hands. The smell of it was so rusty as it was sandwiched amidst 70's and 80's papers which was my father’s Property

10.30a.m: MEPZ - Back to campus I reached the place late by hour and half. Sat with a same old shit-eating grin on my face. I soon got the place I intended to join on Monday i was really pumped up hearing it . Then I started realizing is it my curse or luck as no-one amidst all the HR people never did ask about the submission of Degree certificate of missed out people which was in great demand on day 1, that spoilt my First ever day in Corporate World completely

3.30 p.m: Day came to an end I walked out of the Hall glancing my bag and constantly holding my Degree certificate in my hands, I know how stupid it must sound but I felt good holding it in my hands.

Finally Day 1 and Day 2 - Kick off in a POPU (Pissed Off Pumped Up) State.

A Poem

I decided I would become an S/W engr. N yeah i can claim now that i did, perhaps I shall a good deal gratify my own vanity , 

Is this ma destiny or fate or curse whateva . Excuses were many when i started my so called damm thing MCA huhh!!

B.com ra, so am poor at these junk codes ,never had any idea of these magical logic okay so its really hard etc...

Now clear wit a thought that whatever things happened has happened, things happening is happening, things to come will come or may not(least bothered tone!)

So For all those days here is 'A Poem' .

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood

To travel both i was clear i never could

Yet i choose the one that was cold

I feared i Wouldn't reach the end even i am old

College life isn't too bad

yet some memories turns me sad

CO was the first basic paper

Marks i scored made me laugh like a doper

("2 0ut of 50 - first internals, first paper!! kudos Anand :-P ")

C and C++ Was my Starting trouble

Clearing them wasn't a big struggle

TCP was my choice for elective

A-Z all the topics was sedative

Accounts class reminds me of k7

But the score i got was just 57

OOPS and OS were the darling of masses

Concepts gets Erased as time passes

Graphics And Maths seemed so plain

But those lectures simply screwed my brain

Lab classes always companied with a good Nap

PRAC results came jumbled with the letters CRAP

Preparing for Networks Was a worst pain

But All those efforts just went in Vain

Sylabbus of JAVA was as vast like well
Preparing them (to me) it was like hell

SPM book was like 'what the fuck!'

Marks in Internal came as duck

Unix was the last paper to give me a boost

But i could do nothing against that Holy Ghost

Exam Prayers were the only ray of hope

At times God even answered with one word nope!!

Campus days started wit CTS

And tat switched me ON like an UPS

Thinking about the characters i met

none except me can find like that,i bet

The memory of all my friends always remain

There can never be another you(ALL) again

  - Anand  Sambamoorthy

"Cook-O-Thon"

    

"Lovely mom!!" , the word i had hardly use after eating my moms Cookin Mela. yeah i agree am such an arse to criticize or comment on Others when it comes to food , and claiming a credit saying am straight forward huh!!

Okay Steppin now into Cook-O-Thon ."A chef on the making" . too much self dabba i guess , anywayz am worth it .
Okay her it goes.

Sunday noon ,Bored to the core, Vettithanam pulling all parts of body to n fro, guess how it would be.
"Bulb glows" - to be true a girl crossed the street and she was stunningly hot (around ma place a girl like this,gawd i must be dreaming).Best tat happened Out of this, as i watched her i was caught by one particular thing "groceries"
(trust me only GROCERIES) .

Y not i try out cooking the dish i wish?
"KITCHEN,COOKING,MASALA"
wats special about last word "MASALA".
I bet u guys born as me, would have tough time for food, not that my moom cooks awful, not that she doesn gives me proper food("mom,i love you and u really cook great, dads been living wit you happily, right from marriage :-P)
Its a simple thing i hate about my Mom ,its tat Orthodox 'No garlic,No masala Iyer motto'. Born as a white cross guy(i mean,iyer) have to bear with this . Tats the storyline why i was motivated to cook.Got that

Well i then started Bugging my cousin Meera to give me an idea to cook "VEGETABLE BIRYANI" :-) She was like ,asking me "u crazy!"(i cursed her 'big fat lady'. grrr). I was like "yeah!!tell me loser i wanna cook" . she was laughin like insane ,swear to god it was horrible. But the next minute she got a paper and started to pen down as if she is mrs.know all :-P nways i was exited about the recipie, and tat was a head start for the kitchen king thing, to dish out something yummy!
                                                                                 
    
Kick off at 3.00 in the noon ,under no expert  guidance,Started wit Slicing vegetables,chopped fresh coriander and pudhina, arranged all the neccesary ingredients,ligtning the Stove,placing the pan,chanting mantras so as to cook 'not-awful' :-P

"Pour oil 5 spoons" Step 1 in Akkas recipie . It went on and i acted in correlation to the recipie , ma hands got burnt twice while i cooked. I Started feeling Proud beside hearing my poor mom cursing me, tuking her towel end fully into her nose :-P. After a while It was the zee boom baa minute for me openin the cooker and the aroma that came was woo haaa words falling short and wen i tasted , a wide GRIN ,same as ORBIT WHITE advert.
"PERFECT!!"  sayin to myself , turned around  sudden pause in ma heart,it was the same old face of my  mother but this time i said to myself russel peters famous verse"somebody's gonna get hurt real bad!!!", I could see her turning like kali cos of mess i created .You all know Once the War gets over, Battlefield do look miserable ,not too much of change in my case expect that i gave the Kitchen a brand new look - "Clumsiness" suits it !!
Big deal ,If everything is perfect then ther's no fun.
                                                                           

And tats how "cook-o-thon" ended up being a grand success !! cheers guys

to be contd..............

'HOLI'days

A time was there in Dec last year,days which passed off as the most disgusting n disappointing days- days of dismay to b appropriate

But this summer brought me some colourful shades things did change(change is good) ,the days to me r filled wit honey n money
Holidays r on , D biggest sigh of relief was 'omg fuck those exams, uphhh got over at last phewwwww!!'next is biddin adieu to friends who wer gettin packed to thier natives , books parted from hands to the corners of room , unlimited sleep accompanied by unscheduled food ,steppin out without plans!!! rite it goes on like this , but with these things in mind strucks the worst part durin hols - 'VETTITHANAM'(to b specific i term it as boredem r u say wateva)

Trip to GOC(gods own country) awww amazing , ma BIG-JOINT family filled two COACHES of Allepy express n tats how my chik buk journey started .
Struck by wanderlust, i hit the road less travelled to go where no one has ever gone. Chances came, that i even succeed in my quest. A strong influence of Jupiter has brought in me spiritual enlightenment.Spiritual insight coupled with some elderly sayings in the temples of kerla kind of transformed my mind into a home to wisdom and foresight. - lol!!! astro Anand speaks :-D

Turnin around from spiritual content, Dance floor was the street, step up film part 3, tharekkadu village was the spot ,wit rite from young kids to 50+oldies wer jumping up n down ,entire village was stunned seein us dancing,whistling when the bridegroom was brought in chariot to see the bride ,i could see everybody around there opening their mouth wide n say "WAT A FAMILY!!" - yeah v Did rock,
N the another side of me turnin to d worse ,few things tat hpnd in GOC sssshhh dey r secret!!!!

Nxt came recpetion eve , party maja .GOA crew guys was how the NATURALS men termed me n ma cousins by the way v looked trust me we r lil bit more than gud :-P n v arent gay :-P, party blazzers ,hair color , mo-hack wooo it was fun v wer all der at our dashing best to impress who? tats apart!!,again relatives get-together night as-usual how a reception eve would be ...




things went so far so good , this isnt it d end .holidays r real "HOLI"-days for me . comin back to spiritual insight - visit to temple has become routine ,Enjambakkam Shridi baba temple, Mylapore Shirdi baba temple, Swami ayyapan temple, n my lovable babanagar BALAVINAYGAR temple . the list goes on ....

still days to go .. engaging myself wit many things to be particular movies(APIE-American pie series 1-7 'man it was hella lot of fun , those who knew about it lol!! stifler - stifmiester, sex,money,love - the way film was made was gross yet i liked it :-P')
I feel truly uplifted expandin my mental and intellectual horizons(nothin like tat still workin on it fellas) as well :-D. so ppl who r sucked up wit boredom i feel pity for u guys !! :-P

Its so nice to be at home ,rite now munchin murruku which mom gave n kesari beside .. awww lovely it is , hpe many would be enjoyin the same way as i do , cheers to them !!!!


so cyu guys ...........

ending up yelling yabaaaaa dabaaaaaaaa doooooooooooooooooo!!!! :-D

A WALK TO REMEMBER :)

Summer noon returning back home walkin down the streets munching a packet o chips,this is wer ive been living day since ive born .

Summer has started reachin its peak , damm the college , damm the travelling , damm
this!! ,damm that!! god i was frustrated a lot

There i took a sudden pause to look high at my school passing by it
"ST.JOHNS MATRICULAION HIGHER SECONDARY SCHOOL,BABANAGAR, VILLIVAKKAM ,CHENNAI-600049".



thinkin about those days ,schooling was pleasurable. Gone r those days,the summer
vactions ,hols on v rock on ,early morn cricket match, the day when school re-opened n
we settled in our new desks , duster fights chalk throws, when v chased one another in
corridors and returned drenched wit sweat,first crush,single PT period a week,v seemed
to see all colours in the world appearin in school campus on occasions, sports day
,annual day,dance shows,school choirs,daily prayers,halleluah!!(johnions would neva
forget this :-P) V learnt,V played ,V lost ,V won ,V fought ,V laughed ,v shared , V
cared and many more happiness :) awwww it was heaven part-1 everlasting part o me:)

All the above things wer flashing thro me in a sepia tone (Nostlagia) until my mobile
beeped

1 message recieved
DGVC.GOPI

one of my best UG mate , thoughts got carried to the streets of arumbakkam-

"D.G.V.C"(Dwaraka Doss Goverdhan Doss Vaishnav College"

its all about freedom, 1st day fear,Ragging,freshers,not knowing anybody started wit a simple smile n it grew to a hi ! then macha, first mobile , first bunk,lethargic
attitude,first girlfriend,first breakup,first KingFisher,first Smoke,Gang groupsfights,semester,result,Camp,culturals.Happieness was to d core rite !! yeah it was like entertainment elevated :)


Nice to remember loadz of such things .Alasss!! thinkin just climbed into my bed
lyin searchin for my mobile textin to my dear friend as i do everyday,Textin bout all these things somethin rushed into me "SSN"




wat to say i started wit a note wen i entered SSN "PUMPED UP CUZ ITS MA FIRST STEPTOWARDS SHAPIN MA LYF's DESTINY N TO REALIZE MA DREAMS"

reallyyyyyy?????? is wat i ask to myself, crap is one word i term as of now!!!
DAY 1 @ SOMCA got confused, to b true i was frezzed to c students in bus keepin theirbooks wide opened readin thro't the travel omg !! there eyes semmed bulging out , d red viens in eyes gauwwdd!! it looked like as if tomatoes wer squeezed!!

Man was I screwed none of my cloZ friends R going to Study wit me
but i was Anxious to meet the people and make new friends.

wi-fi ,laptops these r things which gave me hope ANAND u r into a profeesional course n
there aroused the first feeling of responsiblity, but damm it!!
reboot,hostle b'day bash,movies,outings,instincts,bus travel,sleeping lectures,fryin
groundnuts,never ending calls,so many girls so little time :-P ,n it still goes on on non :-P

THINKING ALL THIS I JUST REALISED 'HOW LIFE CHANGE' , as i say THE SHADES OF LIFE DO CHANGE

Really a nice "WALK TO REMEMBER"

thats it for now ,itz andy signin off tata ,babye ,ciao

ending up yelling yabaaaaa dabaaaaaaaa doooooooooooooooooo!!!! :-D

V's Day...............

Feb 14 few yrs back . twirl twirl twirl !!!!
::: me,mom n bro ::::
bro to mom , "maaa irritating! such a shame , i hate this , i was helpless!!!! , shit ... i dint know wearin green dress would would
would ,,,, pull me to a scene like this ",,,haaahhhhaaa !!! :-) i realised his friends would have got a great gala time pullin his legs down
"wats wrong in that?" mom wit a puzzled expression..
:-)tadaaaaaaa an enthusiatic entry
"mom green dress na , he is single , indication to girls he is searchin for a girl" i said
"wat????" mom said
.."amma whoever wears green dress symbolises they need a girl , cos today is feb 14 lovers day"(wasnt used 2say valentines day those days)
"stupid!!"mom said
"yes maaa , thats the thing, my friends teased me a lot ...."bro said n immediately looking at me "dei u knew this n all ah ?"
wit a evil grin , red horns popin out wit a proud tone "ya ya sagalamum ariveen !!!!" n tat was a Gintong Alaala moment bout feb14 :)

Happy valentines day to my friends who left some footprints in am heart till date , am here to say u that I LOVE U ALL SO MUCH, THE WAY I LOVE MYSELF .. muahhhhhh :-* !!!!

I knew many of us would have made so much fun , n had so much fun on these things during pre-college years ......right?
yeah green blue red black , these were the four prominent colours a teenage fellas would never forget regards to this day....

"macha u gotta green shirt?"...
"blue shirt ah u got committed ? " a reply comes "s da mapla!!"(to b true he had only tat colour to wear)
"hey lets wear black da , who needs love n all these shit huh!! wat say?"
it went on like this , but dose r d days v were huntin fa green shirts,riding triples in bicycles following n falling,standing on roadside corners,school parking area,dumb struck if a girl looks at u wen u in group and there starts the subramaniyapuram smile ...
ha ha imaging those scenes dose wer heaven part 1 ....

Wats special About V'S Day- "Valentines day is wat u might have thought rite" (but wait a sec.. V's to me is kinda special , eva forget wat u brushed in ur mind, but ppl neva forget d 1st crush in ur heart:-) :-) hpe few'f ma frnds got wat i mean, "yeah the same da machi")

y do ppl get so much exited,,, flowers,gifts,hugs ,kisses exchanged more than flags that ppl give during Independance day .CRAZINESS TO D CORE!!.(wat abt me ?, even i don give flags :-D)
the qoutes that people say wen they r in love,, GOD plz save these asses to come out of palpitation that has hpnd to them .
bull shit is wat say now :-P :-D ..

Whats Love ? Wats special About that? How u say its love?
Climbing the walls n Gettin into ur beloved house 12@ nite, placin some gifts n wishin her on b'day - is that L?
Gettin a gift from ur beloved,postin status as U love that gift in some social network - is that L?
Spkn for hours n hours , textin all day , sayin i feel ma Family in u - is tat L?
some ppl turn mad,sayin he/she is ma friend , gettin into argument wit ppl tryin to say am not in love, allas acceptin its love-is that L?
some quote 'LOVE is Giving without any Expectation'(losers quote .. watchin a three hour film:-D-P) - is that called L?
Even more worse thing is RUSHIN to get commited coz "he/she is been commited still i dint" - is tat L?
.....D list wont end up if i shell out wat all i came to knew frm ma friends
But wat is LOve ?
"bhol! AALLL IZZZZ LOVE" .whateva things ppl around u does in a kind way wit a mix of affection n care is love, b it a smile wen u r sad,pranks n ruckers dey create ending up adding fun !! , pat @ ur back wen u r hpy , clap to make u proud,it goes on ....
We all yearn to recreate the intimacy based on what seems so ideal. Our deepest longings shape what defines love -- fervor (passionate), flawless (perfect), and fulfillment (joy).

I swear i aint know no more shit about that!! but still LOVE is Viewed in a diff way , cuz "five fingers wont b the same,thoughts differ"
y worries? , y expectations? , y commitments? , y ? y? .... "those 'y's" goes on...
We live in a world of 'Broken Promises', Treat things happening lightly,always carry a smile wit u that helps u pack bag full of happiness,things at present wont b the same coz EVERYTHING CHANGES ,
to b specific "THE SHADES DO CHANGE"
Hope there will b a day wer cupid strikes BULLS EYE ON MA BACK so hard, for me to visualize tweeties n angels play 'merry-go-round' around ma heads :-P

ciao amigos.....
ending up yelling yabaaaaa dabaaaaaaaa doooooooooooooooooo!!!!:-D

Changing Shades!!

Hey folks hi to all!!

This is Anand ppl cal me Anand,andy,andu,anshu,kula,pup etc etc etc ........ n here am to jus recalling ,to say exactly recollecting few glimpses of wat stays in mind, from d roots to say bout me,d early days of mine was like a hazy sunshine , misty n mysterious

how dose hpnd?(spkn to frndz as i knew nthin ,but i swear i remember wat v r spkn bout)
was it me?(as if it was ma twin cousin :-P)
No che i dint Do it ?(acting innocent)
Ha Ha correct coreect hey i did it ?(accepting for deeds done weel)
Amma nee po ma ?(privacy at the age 6)
Appa enakku PUFFs venum(As if it was d world to me)

lot n loadz of GINTONG ALAALA:-)("gintong alaala is a filipino word - meaning 'GOLDEN MEMORIES'")

some were

ammas adi(damaal dimil) - first n the best!!!
appas suzuki-(proud ma dad had that!!! hey ma dad has it , does ur dad have va ,, hey poda poda 'peethals those days' ,, he he :-D)
family of 18(dad,mom,bro n me ,3 uncles , 3 aunts , 6 cousins ,grandpa,grandma,1st aunts pa......) phew !!!! it was nothin but heaven around , each day is festive day .qweek qweek noise from childrens,busy uncles, tired housemakers , one tv - v all watched ,one hall v all sat, one fight v all disperss !! he he fun was to d core, as i said dose memories was lil fa me cos i was a kiddo na , last in ma houz.. (kada kutty:-)) everybody's sweetheart i was!Trust me no odrs enjoyed as i did, POOR BROS N SIS u must be jealous of me la , specially pachuu pavam da nee !!

though time has parted us away n the so called called important term "carrier" was a major barrier that made all"fuss(all of us) miles away stil v love each other,
now livin in the same big houz wit half n a 1 less(8).:-o


haaaaan it goes more n more like this

hey lemme b back to '10
"CHANGING SHADES"- whats it ? Strage so strange , since 6-7-88(day i was born) so many days passed sorry years passed but wit updation func()("MCA la !! how without COMP terms lol!!") in ma disk i could clearly get with an output ,its change

so many changes happened,some things changed,change in me made some things happen :-) Without accepting the fact that everything changes, we cannot find perfect composure. But unfortunately, although it is true, it is difficult for us to accept it. Because we cannot accept the truth of transience, we suffer.

i repeatedly asked myself asinine qns....

what am i gonna do with change?
what is change gonna do to me?
wat if change in me occurs?(not a guy to shemale!! dare to think like this, am straight .. lol!!!)

change is something that happens naturally ,its some kinda magic that happens to all eventually leading to a path u wish for r a path away from ur thought

life's journey has puzzled me to think about wat s goin on
Something is so strange fa me that goes on and on.
years pass by and time fades away,
what were “good days” are now filled with dismay.
again comes next day,and then again, it goes,
. shit am i fucked up !!! inanely i speak 'no nothin forget it' , but i was flustered to think on shades that pass me by,'wawaaattttt how come ?'

so many things happened , some bad , sme good ,some ugly,sme sweet ....... shades of color 'changes', yeah it does, Best thing is either to move wit colourful shades(memories) r tryin to make everything colourful!!

its like how we get deppressed everything is black , r overwhelming joy makes us feel above the blue skies glorified as if wonders of miracle happened it depends cuz der r some ruthless perks who say am so simble baa

i dnt feel exited nor depressed fa anyhtin nu ,, screw u assholes!!!

life's Change , its upto us to make a choice either a Retool to shape us n shade it colorful , r get screwed up n think think think alaas u end up dying r arrive at d first choice


its not v change as our age++(increments),we become ourselves thats d change..:-)


so amigos out on blogsphere , here iam an amateur blogger with few words penned down ..

chiaooooooo ..

ending up yelling yabaaaaa dabaaaaaaaa doooooooooooooooooo!!!!:-D