An year passes by...

I came up with my first post last Diwali. It just feels like yesterday when i bought loads of lars and finished bursting within 15 minutes. Long gone are those days when the household was filled with zeal as long as a fortnight to Diwali. More than the festival itself, it is the sweets and the various savouries that matter more to me nowadays. As the enthusiasm for the festival has faded, not has the cliche to take time off everything and stay glued to the TV to watch all the crap they show. I keep jumping to another channel when ads start on one channel. At some point of time,
I realize that ads feature in every channel simultaneously. This is when i get the time to do something else!!! Possibly the only time during which i stay away from the TV.
Buying dresses for Diwali used to be such a great thing to me during my young days. I still remember one such diwali where i wanted a specific t-shirt and i pestered my father to buy it for me. In those days when I can't really delineate between what is good and bad and in the puerile taste and craze for wrestling, I pestered my dad to buy me a t-shirt with a wrestler's face printed on it! And my father talked me out of it and bought me a checked t-shirt. I'm glad now that he did so for I have started hating wrestling so much. Due to peer pressure and the company that i had in school, the so called wrestling mania was at its acme. Not that particular year alone, every year I used to have a predilection for new clothes. I still have it for certain occasions but not with the same intensity. I still shop for new clothes and enjoy doing it but the whole process takes only a few minutes, as compared to those long hours i used to take in pure denial mode for everything.
I'm not very sure how the interest undermined. Diwali no longer fascinates, but the food variety still does. May be I have been pining to eat some good food after accepting the college mess as a place to eat everyday. So as i close my eyes and open it, here I'm posting on the next Diwali. An year has passed by so quickly. Its been an year filled with surprises, disappointments, academic successes, fun, strained relationships, some new friendships. I would call it to be the most dynamic of all the years. Lot of changes have taken place, lof of emotional changes and a different perspective towards life as i set foot onto the final year of college. I have been blogging whenever I had the time to do so. But this blog has also seen absence of posts for more than a couple of months too. Everytime I have a thought running in my mind, I have tried to pen it here. It gives me great joy to write about something that interests or annoys me, so that I can share it with the readers here. I shall continue to write whenever i have something to ruminate over. On this occasion, I thank all my readers and special thanks to those who comment and keep the blog alive!
So here's wishing my blog a happy anniversary! And a very Happy and Safe Diwali to all readers.

A lovely day at bessie...

It's that horizon-less road after the last turn in Besant Nagar. It looks as though the road is endless and goes on and on. It's the Beach! As you remove your helmet after an hour of strenuous driving, the cool breeze fills your nostrils and makes you forget all the effort it took to reach the place. How many places possess this efficacy?? Especially in a place like Chennai where cool, cold, chill etc are considered to be untouchables as far as the weather is concerned, a beach always does give a lot of respite from the sweltering heat. Specifically if the trip is with friends, there is no reason not to enjoy the ambience.
A small intro about the other two guys who accompanied me..
Prasad - affectionately called as 'psycho' or may be he is one!! He can get high at times and start talking something that has no relevance at all ( probably the roots of calling him a psycho ). Fun to be with and nice to converse if you can make sense of what he is trying to say -- The Late Moopanaar's effect!! Sorry da.. I just couldn't resist the damage!!
Hari - We both are known for having great convos at odd times.. say on exam nights!! One day before the exam and we talk of my cousin's marriage, my bank accounts, his father's story, my father's story, his story, my story, my cousin's story, his brother's story, school story, kamal's story, my other cousin's story, vijesh's story, everything to which u can append a 'story'!!! Everything other than parallel computing n computer architecture n cryptography n Software Engineering! Fun, cool and can talk, talk and talk...

As we reached the place, we walked across the sand and chose a place to sit. From then on, we spent the next couple of hours talking..... We spoke about almost everything. About the frequency of visiting beaches, how lengths of beaches are measured,the stupidity of kreedom's climax, how each one's ideal girl should be, how prasad used to beat everyone when he was a kid -- especially girls, why KK keeps asking so many questions, why vijesh gets tensed for everything, how nishanth got such a studious cousin in IIT madras, how the future of godrej is gonna be with siddharth n mukund around, why kd can't remember routes to places, how hari manages to talk to every single female he sees (:P), how does that cool blue thing fly in the air when projected, why the beach in mumbai sucks, why is prasad so interested in Hyderabad suddenly, how two people were sleeping in our bus journey from Trichy, why prasad won't take his parents along when he goes to work, why trichy sucks, why the stalls in NITT are better than the ones in IIT Madras or rather why they alone are better, listing all the possible hang-outs in Chennai, how i reacted to prasad's "is there sea in Dubai??" question ( what a dumb question!! not surprised as those are questions that can be asked only by one person in the whole world!! :P), what is the farthest distance travelled by each on a bike, why Chennai is better than bangalore, why the subjects in this semester are so bad, how prasad got insulted by chakz, the amount of dirt that the clothes we got from college for washing had, how difficult it was for hari to hang them for drying, when is a family said to be ideally composed, what course will the financial crisis take, why isn't there a ring around the moon in chennai, reacting to vijesh's "bhel is such a beautiful place" dialogue, why GRE is such a bad exam, how boring TOEFL is, etc etc!!!
All this with Hariharan's voice crooning 'Nenjukkul Peidhidum' from Vaaranam Ayiram playing in the background, the bells of the people who sell sonpapdi, the gentle noise of breeze gushing from one ear to the other... ONE SMALL FEEL FOR A MAN.