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!!!
One of the mails that i sent to groups
Oct 28, 2006 Uncategorized
———- Forwarded message ———-
From: Krishna Shasankar. V <itkrishna@gmail.com>
Date: Mar 9, 2006 11:05 PM
Subject: Atlast I Recharged
To: ITS <itsastha@yahoogroups.com>
Friends…. I m back on my mobile….2~3 days without incoming messages or calls… it was lik hell…but there wont be too much of enjoyment left for me even if i can see my self back on my mobile..ya…
if you wanted me to speak about that tiny little masterpiece of finnish engineering(my nokia 1100) which slips through my jeans pocket, i would be glad to rate it as the worst human invention after the atom bomb….@My mobile steals privacy from me…It doesnt always sound nice to make yourself accessibile to every tom and dick anytime…With this little smart device, i hav always lost the choice of whom to respond and whom not to….@Thats not all… here comes another piece of crap called the SMS…Let me Rate SMS as the 3rd worst creation of mankind after atombomb and mobile fone….it starts Morning 5.40.. . a cup of tea or a coffee …… attached to a HAV A NICE DAY OR GOOD MORNING message….. and it continues…. tea, tiffin, good afternoon, had u r lunch a …, good evening, good night, sweet dreams, chellams, sweethearts, kadalai, good night,, again at night 12:01 am sending good morning for next day…. i m sick of all these….idhaey thavirey …. holidays , birthadays…. republic day, valantine’s day…..i i yo…. somebody stop this…. to put an end to all this Sh## , TRAI(telecom regulatory authority of india) should increse the cost of SMS to twice that of call cost….3 days without mobile … It was like heaven…But every now and then i feel for people who tried to call me up on my mobile…..i feel like as if i have got adictted to this thing… i really hate this thing but cant live without it….i m jealous on everyone who doesn’t hav a mobile…. for you guys the world is really a cool place to live in… no commitments… always offline…..friends… please put down your views on good’s and bad’s of mobile fonez….
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Mail Signed by,
V.Krishna Shasankar [iT KRiSHNA],
Final Year ,B.Tech[Information Technology]
Sree Sastha Institute of Engg. and Tech. , Chennai
New york Nagaram……
Aug 31, 2006 Uncategorized
I dont know who told me about thing song a week back… i would have heard this song some that 200 times douring the past four days… Its in Loop on my winamp, my pocket mp3, speaker desk at office….. This is too good stuff from A.R. Rehaman…..
Here is the TANGLISH Lyrics for the fans of this song from the movie ”Jilendru oru Kaadhal”….
“new york nagaram urangum naeram..
thanimai adarndhadhu..
paniyum padarndhadhey..
kappal irangiye kaatrum karaiyil nadandhadhu..
naangu kannaadi chuvargalukkulle naanum mezhuguvarthi..
thanimai thanimai oh.. thanimai thanimai oh.. kodumai kodumai yo..new york nagaram..
paechchelaam thaalaattu pola ennai uranga vaikka nee illai..
dhinamum oru muthtam thandhu kaalai coffee kodukka nee illai..
vizhiyil vizhum dhoosi thannai naavaal edukka nee ingu illaii..
manadhil yezhum kuzhappam thannai theerkka nee ingey illai..
naan ingae neeyum angae indha thanimaiyil nimishangal varusham aanadhaeno..
vaan ingae.. neelam angae indha uvamaikku iruvarum vilakkamaanadhaeno..new york nagaram…
naat kurippil nooru dhadavai undhan peyarai ezhudhum en paenaa..
ezhudhiyadhum erumbu moikka peyarum aanadhenna thaenaa..
jil endru bhoomi irundhum indha tharunaththil kulir kaalam kodai aanadheno..
vaa anbae.. neeyum vandhaal senthanal kooda panikkatti pola maarumae..new york nagaram…”
Batchmate Leaves for Hyderabad
Jun 25, 2006 Uncategorized
Hi guys,
jus came back after lettin off my bacth mate to leave for hyderabad
Morning Mistakes..
I made a damn mistake this morning… i had a plan of gettin the course completion certi and then head straight to anna-nagar, but i woke up late, it took me around 11 to start off, then went straight to arun’s room(stupid thing)… eventually i forgot joe was waitin for me…
Life hasnt changed much here…. its as usual, i shuld have been better in making a choice… and i never do that…
When i called up joe, he was firing on me from all ends…. poor guy didn hav lunch bcoz of me…. 
and ever1 know wat lunch means to joe…
Railway Station Allumbu
i made it to joe’s home in the same unconventional way, jus to see a hot face… waiting for someone to take him out… we went out , for a walk, then praveen came by…we called up don, man this guy is crazy…. took 1 hour to come… deepak had started off by then… we headed straight to station, met kanna anna, we stepped into platform(no-8), man this place was crazy…. full of final year students, for each one going to infy, there were 20 others to give him send—off, jus imagine… we slipped in jus to see joe already notching up “OOR-KASU” from deepak
OOR-KASU : oor – kasu is a convention by which a friend leaving to some place for a small trip or a tour should pay the non-travelling friend an unspecficed sum of money.
Myself , joe and pravin came to send off deepu, while DON came for something else…. we never knew dese, until he tried to get into the train to look at the seat… ada paavi don… anyways, angey pannu alumbukku, payan(don) paavam aludhuttan, enna panna radhu “final year enna appidithan”….
nares(it),pump and mundus were there, vigu,seenu n nares(medavakkam) came in the last mins , shetty also made it to the station atlast… puli(CS-Selva) came to bid-adieu to rati, was also there, we told
“babu ollu baga chooskooo”
[telegu trans for “boy,take care of ur health”],
and let deepu go…. for the next two months, we will be missing a face in annanagar…. [atelast chennai will be a better place now 
], i came out with puli, dropped of pravin on the way at st.thomas mount (we travelled by train as puli was not feeling gud). i came off to alstohm….
puli will be goin back to station i think, coz he has to giv send off to srinath(INFY/Mysore leavin by 11:15 pm train) as well… i was heading to home…
Ta Ta Ecahai
If u have seen the Infy share prices in the past one week u will get to know the impact this guy can generate on any concern…. 26th June 2006 will be a memorable day in both of our lives, our life will be taking a steep turn from here…. i m gonna join work in chennai, he will do it in hyderabad…
Congrats n all d best batchmate,…. Infy-e-saachiputtu, sattu buttu ennu ooru thirumbu…
Tags: College, deepak, Krishna, Sastha, Travel Blogs
Some Glimpses of My Campus
Jun 20, 2006 Uncategorized
Here are some photographs of my College…. When i joined sastha, it was no mor than g+1 floors, 2nd floor was under construction,, i m talking about the main block… and then swept a tremendous wave of development(during my second and 3rd years),during this period sastha moved from a low-rated startup callege, to one the cities respected accreditated institutions….
>>>> The Offical ART <<<<
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