Funny Answersheets
Aug 9, 2007 Fun
Have a look at this extremely funny collection of Answer sheet visuals from SivaMuthu
I wish i could also include a copy of my college-friend Madhan’s “Software Engineering” answer sheet (Software engineering is a basically a dumb paper which talks about theories of best practices in product development and project management), he drew ‘Circuit diagrams of Microprocessors being ruined by termites’… that was a funny visual on a Model Exam paper…
Tags: chennai, College, Jokes and Fun, madan
Mangalore…..
Mangalore is one nice place….. You know whenever I get bad week of work in Chennai; I jus take my train to Mangalore…. It was the same last week end… I was like workin all days and nights in and out…. And I desperately needed a good weekend…. Where I will forget the website…. Its Mangalore again.
This time it was not a lone travel. I had a company Mr Kannan. I had my train @ 5 in the evening, I thought of taking a leave … but our beloved boss Maddy was relieving on the same day… so I cancelled my leave to accommodate a lunch @ Manshuks’
(I am being vegeterianized … ppl around are tryin to find a goat in me… but I wont give up)
But I end up in troubles….. I was changing the content in some e-mailer till 4.30 … I got my train @ 5… I messed it up this time around too… I pinged davis , told him … “Central in 15 Mins… ?”. He said “yes… lets go…”…. And I jumped off… literally ran out of office… I found a empty purse when I reached central (again)…. The SBI ATM didn’t accept my credit and debit cards (again)… I will be running in some platform to catch hold of some coach (again)…. You know these things have happened so many times that I eventually got used to all of em…. Finally got some cash outta the Canara bank ATM and got into the train in the last minute.
At last made it…. Found that kannan anna was surprised to see me… he was very amazed, that I at least made it to there…. (The things that we came across in train were supposed to be published here… but due to strict restrictions of Google regarding NC-17 Rated content. I am not able to publish more on this). There was not much entertainment… there were some nice scenaries…. But
- My N72 ran out-of battery
- Anna K810i ran out of battery
- The Digi cam ran out-of battery
- The Back-up batteries in Digicam were also empty
- I did buy a AA Alkaline batteries…. They too didn work in that digi-cam.
- The only thing which had some amount of battery was anna’s T610 which had 20/30% power but it went off by the time it was morning.
So no pics on our way to mangalore. The only entertainment on the train was over in Calicut. We got cute 4 yr old kid and his dad boarding in salem. That kid was my company till mangalore… very naughty guy.
We reached managlore to find a fat guy (yes deepak has doubled in size). We went to room, took bath, anna met some of his friends.Friends -> Shopping, Did some nice amount of shopping. Did have a good time while shopping purses (J). Then went back to room. From Room to Beach, it’s a pleasure watching the sunset at the beach. It’s a real pleasure… we took some beautiful snaps… we had food somewhere and returned room. Indian/Bangladesh match was goin on…. We lost, I slept.
Nothing spl in Mangalore other than ice creams…. Had so many of these ice creams that I eventually got tired of eating ice-creams…. So –many … ppl here should be stupid….
Took the train back home exactly at the last minute… travel back was dull nothing spl…I was clicking snaps all the way…. So many of them, I had a target of clicking 500 snaps, but I could only make some 160 odd. Something special here… the train stopped at some unknown station in karnatake… i desperately needed some water/coke and some food. so i got down and ask ordered for the same.. this shoopkeeper guy was packing em up for me.. i was staring at a beautiful face stiitng out there… all of a sudden this girl comes up to me askin… will this train take me to mangalore…. (i was like… oh shit… if you told this earlier… i wouldn have left to managlore… ). i told her the way out…. by time the train had started… i forgot to notice the horn sound in the discussion… i quickly got my things and got the change…and had to catch the train on the run. but i had forgot the “Lays Pack” …. 15 Rs Loss…. forget it… while in train , I learnt the fact the late night temperatures in tamil nadu is lot-lot lower thane the temperatures in Kerala/Karnataka.
We reached Chennai in good time… I reached home, I had brought some macrons. They had an excellent response in my office. And work started as usual….. ha ha…
Tags: College, deepak, Travel Blogs
Holy(i) Reunion
Mar 5, 2007 Uncategorized
It was fine usual sunday, untill somebody called me up to remind me that we have a get-together today.
Jus look at Don in the consecutive pics…. “no matter what happens around , this guy will not step down from giving photo poses….”
Tags: College
Risky Travel
Yup, its bangalore again…. I missed out to blog on pondy trip (31/dec), there wasn’t much action out there…. so its bangalore again on this edition of my travel blogs…..
Bangalore, Nice place, cool, serene, peaceful city… people live in fun and masti ….. This definition matches all except in case you are from Tamil Nadu or mistakenly speak Tamil… If you are a tamilian and you luv to speak tamil, bangalore becomes the most uninhabitable place to live in…. Especially when some cauvery issue breaks outta court.
I travelled this time exactly during the announcement of the cauvery river water case judgment… the result fortunately /unfortunately favored the tamilians, and I was traveling to bangalore from Chennai, friends and ppl at synap were telling me all sorts of stories about tamil people suffering in bangalore during the recent riots regarding the cauvery river case… But I was never really worried about all these…. You know when it comes to travel, I forget everything else…. I travel for the sake of traveling. I got my tickets online, but when I was trying to get a ticket back home, IRCTC website gave me a BULB (it usually happens). So I had to resort back to booking tickets in KSRTC. So this time I was sure that I will at least have a hassle free travel back home….. don’t be over excited, read on you will get to know the truth.
It was some lone Friday night (9th Feb), my train ticket was reserved for night 11:30 train starting from Chennai, which will drop me off in bangalore next day morning. I started outta office at some 10:30 with this guy called Davis (* a very good friend of mine at syanp, he is so good that he almost convinced me to cancel this trip) WE started off in his bike from office, on the way he started giving me all sorts of advices and nightmares of the situation of tamilians is in bangalore now… I was like saying this to myself “did I make a wrong choice???” … We landed at the station some 30 mins ahead of time …. Stupid thing again the ATM doesn’t work …. He started giving me weird advices that I never heard of before… He was saying words like…. “You are a great warrior Krishna … I have never seen sucha brave person like you !” ….. and I was like …”What? @#@#$” It was 11:29 at night and I was thinking… “Shall I cancel my trip now…. ?”Atleast I made up my mind Let whatever happen, I won’t give up…. And I BRAVELY said good bye to Davis….. I was feeling like a Boarding a Train to Islamabad during Kargil War …. 
I stepped into the train, took my berth, did speak a word with anyone, switched on my XpressMusic Player and slept, this guys reaches office and calls me up at 1 am asking “How come you are still alive….? I thought they would have bombed your train by now….?” …. I was saying… “Dai please da… don’t do this to me..“
Amidst all nightmares I managed to wake up alive in Bangalore station, Now I m all set to forget one language from my résumé…. Called up Deepak, spoke in hindi + english in a very low voice, hung up , just to notice that the guy sitting next to me was shouting at his son “Eadatha vittu navundhaey , konnu ea pottuduvaen” (I will kill you if you move)…. I felt like I did the dumbest thing on earth…. Ah I found this guy… Deepak traveled all the way from mangalore , he knows bangalore very well so he comfortable with the local transportation… I step out of the railway station and we head towards the tea-stall. All our communications are either in the dumbest version of hindi or fairly reasonable English. No tamil …. I felt like I landed in islamabad with some traditional Indian wear….
Now we headed to the rooms, the place was near somewhere…. I don’t know much about there… so leave it now… we managed to reach the hotel…. And atlast we found the place.. kannan anna was waiting for us. Rest, bath and sleep, food, coffee…
Were were all set to visit Infosys Bangalore., considered to be one of the world’s largest software campuses, Infy Bangalore is truly an exciting place. It was clicking all the way with our multi mega pixel mobile cameras… We did some shopping for eatables and were back on room. While coming back we took an auto, and I spoke with that auto guy in telugu…. That was really funny. Telegu is obviously my mother tongue, but you know first time in my life, I was like speaking my mother tongue for survival J. Next day we were at Indoor stadium for some event.
This is Sunday(11th Feb) night , I had my ticket booked for this night 11:20 Volvo bus from KSTRC, I was waiting till 10:40 ,, busses for 11:22, 11:30 etc have arrived but not mine… I was little worried, bcoz there was a local bandh here the next day for cauvery issue. Atlast the bus came… I boarded the bus.. and slept…
After a while…I hear some one shouting Koyembedu… I open my eyes…Its 5:20 AM My left leg is aching ,, probably I slept in some wrong posture…. I manage to snatch my bag and get down, I landed safe and fine in chennai…. I was so happy when I stepped down, I felt like I won a war against them…
The ground reality is that situation is not really that bad out there… But you need to be cautious at times. Jus keeping yourself updated of what’s going on will be enough. And regarding Tamil there are 100’s and 1000’s of them speaking Tamil with freedom out there… so don’t really need to panic …. But again be careful, speaking Tamil might end you up getting pissed off somewhere… But there is nt much to worry about… there aren’t much terrorists around.
Tags: Bangalore, College, deepak, Travel Blogs
From Chukku Kaapi to Cappuccino
Oct 29, 2006 Uncategorized
her is a mail for ward that i got some months back….. seems to sync with my life now…..
From Chukku Kaapi to CappuccinoThis blog was written because I was left with no work to do after coming back from Café Coffee day today. I always feel that blogs are written by people who have nothing else to do, but write blogs. And blogs are written for people who have nothing else to do, but read blogs. So if you have nothing else to do, continue reading.
Café Coffee Days in my life!!! I can’t believe it. Six, seven years back I would never have imagined that such a day would occur in my life. Café Coffee day is supposed to be a place where high class people who didn’t know how to spend the money they had, go. But now I am there… I have changed a lot since my school days.
As I said in my previous post, I never talked in English till the end of my 12th standard. May be in my primary school we talked in English a little bit… (Since girls were there in my primary school we used to talk in English… Mostly it was the “You go girl.” “Miss this boy no… he is stealing my pencil miss” and “Miss this boy is pinching me miss” type of pathetic English.). Till I went to college, I never read an English newspaper. I never knew who Sidney Sheldon was. I never saw English movies. “Star movies” was considered adult material at home. I never talked to a girl. I don’t feel that I missed anything…But still because I didn’t have such experiences, I had to adjust a lot when I traveled beyond Cornigela, my place.
Born in Cornigela, an ordinary conservative town, even Chennai took a lot of time for me to adjust. My home town was too cool. You could watch movies for 15 Rs. in an AC theatre. You get the best food at lowest prices. You can drink water wherever you want and it doesn’t affect you. Girls never wear T-shirts or Jeans. You can see girls in half-sarees. And there were a lot more things that were cool to me…My first costly experience as far as I can remember was my first Pizza.
In my 12th standard holidays I had my first Pizza. We, a group of 5 friends went to a bakery. It was around 7 p.m at night. We ordered our first Pizza (only one because it costed so much – 20Rs!!!). As the Pizza arrived one of the guys started using his hand to take out a piece. “Ley” ….The others shouted… “asingam pannatheylae. Fork kudupaanga”… We got 5 forks for eating one Pizza. Everybody tried taking out a piece with the fork. Nobody was successful. Stupid forks… As we were trying different methods, two girls came in, and took the table adjacent to ours. They seemed to be from the so called high class families in Cornigela. They ordered a Pizza. We were still trying to eat ours. Their Pizza arrived in their table. Unable to find a solution, we looked at them for one. One of the girls took out a piece with her hand and started eating it. Damn stupids we were!!! But what do we do now?? We can’t go back to the hand-intake method… We are brave!!! Luckily for us the power went off… Forks were put down and everybody started picking a piece with the hand. Our sole aim- finish it off before power comes back!!! Unlucky for us, power came back immediately… We had a piece each in our hands… The girls started laughing… People around us realizing what had happened too joined them…We promised we would never eat Pizzas again. But we all did.
The first change in lifestyle for me occurred in Chennai. Chennai was completely different. Watching a movie for Rs.40 was a one time life experience for most people in my village. I had to adapt to such things since I had to be a part of the group. Otherwise you feel let out. My habits started changing. For example, you look into the glass before drinking water to check whether it is clean. I went to my first Coffee Pub in Chennai. I remember saying some time back “Loosu paya thaan Coffee publa poi mukkaa manineram wait panni oru black coffeeya 50 Ruba kaasu kuduthu kudippaan” – I did it…
If Chennai was difficult for me, how easy would be an MBA school? I was dumbstruck with the culture… The Hi’s and the fundoo English speaking guys were all a great change, though I had expected it. There is a sense of hollowness when you say a Hi to somebody here. In Cornigela a smile was enough to say what you feel. There is real sense of belonging in a smile. I miss it – a smile without a Hi.
Here is an example to show how my family mindset is different from the mindset here. At the end of the first term when I went home, I showed quite a few photographs to my parents. In one photograph there was a guy who had his arms around a girl’s shoulder. My mother asked me whether they were in love. I said “No”. But even today she doesn’t believe me. She still feels that they are in love!!! If only she comes here(…
The mind works mechanically here – after you crack a joke you do what they call high fives!!! When you meet a person you ask something like “What’s up buddy?”- Only God knows how you are supposed to answer for such a question!!! You say “Excuse me” after a sneeze – What big mistake have you made to say that?? When you are ready to sacrifice ethics for grades and see even your closest friend as a competitor in group discussions, how much difference will that Excuse me make? Pretty difficult to adjust!!!
Even Café Coffee Days and costly dinners sometimes hurt. Daily my father takes a bus to reach home from his office because taking an auto would cost him Rs.30. He walks a kilometer daily from the bus stop to my house. When I think of that and the fact that I am spending Rs.50 for a Chocolate Fantasy, I feel uneasy. Definitely it is not a matter of money. The fact is that I somewhere in my heart feel that this is not really who I am…The fact that I have changed a lot hurts… I want to be the same myself, but I am unable to do so.
Started listing down a few things that have changed in my life. The left column is a list of things that were part of my life before I entered college. And the right are those that I came to know/were a part of my after I entered college.
I wish I go back to school and be the same guy I was. I know I can’t. But I want to do it and live the same life all again.
Leo da Mirci once said, “I love what I do because I do only what I love”.
If only following something is as simple as saying something!!!
