Caution : This one is a long post. Take a coffee even before you read this post.
" Students, The most enjoyable period in your life is the one that you spend here in the school. I am sure you will never realize this now. And by the time you realize it you would be already out of it. “This was the statement that one of my teachers used to make quite often. It's really true, personally I feel that to be the best time of my life so far and will be even after years. And I thank god that I realized what she said when I was doing my 8th standard. Though late it was not too late.
I have always had hatred towards being Nostalgic as that makes me very sad reminding me the good times I had in the past which I miss very badly these days. Though my mind knows that life keeps changing but my heart still longs for those cherishable moments of my life. Though it makes me sad it also brings in a little smile into my face when I think about those days. Here I am getting into the past trying to bring in a smile into my face. Hope this takes you to your childhood as well.
I can remember those days when I used to sit in front of the bike on the Petrol tank with my Dad riding the bike with Mom in the pillion and I used to keep pressing the horn for no reasons. Of course I was so tiny those days to fit in the tank and not as huge as I am now. Days when I used to sweat like hell playing after the school days with my neighbors and attend Karate classes and I have to hear from my Mom for spoiling the clothes.Being in the strict family watching TV is not that easy you know. I and my sisters used to run to the TV once my parents were out and watch those stupid programmes that were relayed those days in Doordarshan. I keep laughing when I think about those idiotic movies and stuffs that we watched with risk of being caught by my parents. I even used to peep through the gap in a Double leaf door to get a glance of the score that my Dad is watching in the other room without anyone’s knowledge. I used to be mad about cricket those days to such an extent that my Dad asked me to watch the Semi-Final between Sri-Lanka and India in the Eden Gardens telling me "You are not going to study even if ask you to today and you will keep thinking about the match so it is better if u watch and then study, so that u will be able to concentrate on what u do then". I have been caught twice for peeping and you can imagine the scolding that I got from my Dad for that, thankfully my Dad never used to beat me and he only scolds me for all the mischief that I have done so far.
Well thinking about the mischief that we have done in my School life the list kept growing like a Great Wall of China. The list includes all kind of Mal practices in the Exam Hall , flicking others Lunch ( Including teachers ) , Flicking Question Papers from the office room , Playing Hide and Seek during the Night Studies in the School , Baiting everyone including Female staffs, fighting over silliest issuesetc.... One of the Staff complained to My Dad and I will never forget that day for obvious reasons.Days when we used to go to School with uncompleted homeworks and standing out of the class and the canning that we used to get from our PT MASTER for coming late and for violating the dress code are still something that I miss badly.And not to forget the way we use to sight the girls even the seniors and some staffs and those A jokes , 3rd rated language that we learnt and numerous other stuffs so early.
And the list goes on. All I can do now is sit and relish those Lovely moments. Some might be so stupid and childish but still brings happiness to the heart. And when one asks what’s wrong seeing your blank face all you do is smile and say "NOTHING" I have gone through both the Positive and the Negative side of the life during this period.I thank god that I haven’t missed the most Blissful period of life being a studious person.
20/12/2006
17/11/2006
The Unsung Hero....! ! !
I have been thinking a lot to put in a Consummate Blog under this topic. The Unsung Hero whom I was referring is none other than the Fathers across the universe whose role is often overlooked. I very well agree as anyone would that "Mom plays a vital role in brining up the child.” But I personally feel that Fathers has always had much more meaningful role on anyone's life which goes unnoticed by many including the film Directors. Cheers to Cheran for his venture in the movie "Thavamai Thavam Irundhu."He did an awesome job portraying the pains of a Father in bringing up a child.
To me Dad is the one who makes umpteen sacrifices and still goes unnoticed giving full credits to the Mothers. He is the one who apprizes us to handle the difficulties that we face from the world. He is the one who helps us to attain mental and emotional maturity in handling relationships and crisis situations with ease. He is the one facing the world of problems, earning for the family and still comes back home with a smile and plays with the kids putting aside all the problems just for the sake of our Happiness. The pride and prestige of the family predominantly depends on him.
My Dad:
My Dad born and brought in a “yuck” rustic village named Sengulipatti.I bet none of my friends out there would have ever heard of such a village before. It had no electricity, no road and no telephones till 1990's and in short it was a complete disaster for someone to be born in that village. The saddest part is yet to come. He didn't have a dad as I have. He has never seen his dad at all. My Dad had his schooling in a place 5 Kms away from his place and he had to walk all the way back and forth till he completed his schooling. I have blamed him for not getting me a bike at the age of 15.He did his PUC in Sivagangai a near by town. Those days were like hell for him. The only part of his life he enjoyed should have his college life in Alagappa University in Karakudi.He did in BSc there and he was the Hostel Secretary. As he told me years back he had a blissful life in the college. That was only phase of life when he enjoyed for himself.
After his marriage he has spent his entire life for us. He has never gone for a movie. And believe I never knew the concept of theatres. He has never dined out in any of hotel. I never knew if he had the habit of smoking and drinking but I can very well remember that he has never done that in front of me. May be it is only because of that I remain teetotaler till now. Literally he has never hit me for any of the naughty behaviors then. He was the one who trained me to decide what to do in my life right from my Tenth standard. He would never ever say anything against my decision and all he has done is that he has asked me to reconsider them and never ask me to change. And it is that freedom which made me to realize what life is all about. And with a meager salary of his he has educated me in Matriculation and made me study in SRM Chennai when I had a seat in Madurai Thiyagaraja Engineering College. Not to forget that he had built a house for us and has got married 3 of my 4 sisters without any help of the relatives. These details might sound petty but when we sit and think about them, it is only then we will know the difficulties in doing them. And till now after getting a job I have not given a single Rupee to him and all he asked me to do was to just save in my Bank account and never asked to support the family. I am enjoying my life out here. Though he might not be a great personality like many Business legends of his age, but the role he had played in my life as father has a lot of Influence in me and I am really lucky to have him as my dad. I have written only a part of what he is and I can keep speaking for hours about his greatness at a stretch.
What I am today is all because of my Dad. I would call myself to have achieved something in life if I could do half of what he has done in his life.
Please Note:
Any immaturity or spelling or grammatical errors in the post is regretted by the publisher.
To me Dad is the one who makes umpteen sacrifices and still goes unnoticed giving full credits to the Mothers. He is the one who apprizes us to handle the difficulties that we face from the world. He is the one who helps us to attain mental and emotional maturity in handling relationships and crisis situations with ease. He is the one facing the world of problems, earning for the family and still comes back home with a smile and plays with the kids putting aside all the problems just for the sake of our Happiness. The pride and prestige of the family predominantly depends on him.
My Dad:
My Dad born and brought in a “yuck” rustic village named Sengulipatti.I bet none of my friends out there would have ever heard of such a village before. It had no electricity, no road and no telephones till 1990's and in short it was a complete disaster for someone to be born in that village. The saddest part is yet to come. He didn't have a dad as I have. He has never seen his dad at all. My Dad had his schooling in a place 5 Kms away from his place and he had to walk all the way back and forth till he completed his schooling. I have blamed him for not getting me a bike at the age of 15.He did his PUC in Sivagangai a near by town. Those days were like hell for him. The only part of his life he enjoyed should have his college life in Alagappa University in Karakudi.He did in BSc there and he was the Hostel Secretary. As he told me years back he had a blissful life in the college. That was only phase of life when he enjoyed for himself.
After his marriage he has spent his entire life for us. He has never gone for a movie. And believe I never knew the concept of theatres. He has never dined out in any of hotel. I never knew if he had the habit of smoking and drinking but I can very well remember that he has never done that in front of me. May be it is only because of that I remain teetotaler till now. Literally he has never hit me for any of the naughty behaviors then. He was the one who trained me to decide what to do in my life right from my Tenth standard. He would never ever say anything against my decision and all he has done is that he has asked me to reconsider them and never ask me to change. And it is that freedom which made me to realize what life is all about. And with a meager salary of his he has educated me in Matriculation and made me study in SRM Chennai when I had a seat in Madurai Thiyagaraja Engineering College. Not to forget that he had built a house for us and has got married 3 of my 4 sisters without any help of the relatives. These details might sound petty but when we sit and think about them, it is only then we will know the difficulties in doing them. And till now after getting a job I have not given a single Rupee to him and all he asked me to do was to just save in my Bank account and never asked to support the family. I am enjoying my life out here. Though he might not be a great personality like many Business legends of his age, but the role he had played in my life as father has a lot of Influence in me and I am really lucky to have him as my dad. I have written only a part of what he is and I can keep speaking for hours about his greatness at a stretch.
What I am today is all because of my Dad. I would call myself to have achieved something in life if I could do half of what he has done in his life.
Please Note:
Any immaturity or spelling or grammatical errors in the post is regretted by the publisher.
04/11/2006
The act of inutility....." CRYING "
Even before me starting this Topic Let me tell u guys that
"I Hate crying to the core." though many tend to.
I am still not aware what people gain crying in front of everyone. Many say that you feel much better when you cry to someone you are so close with. I strongly believe that you are making them feel sad too. I don't like people crying and especially when boys do that, I hate them a lot. Even I have cried once in my life and felt really ashamed and still feel ashamed for that.
I don’t like people who sob in public. Farewells and Funerals are some functions where they tend to sob a lot. People crying on the farewell day should be so stupid. They should be matured enough to accept the change and get along with it after all these are expected throughout our life. Guys don’t be surprised when people cry in the funeral parties I can bet u that 90 % cry just for the sake of it. If time permits try to attend some of the funerals of an elderly person. People would be celebrating his or her death waiting for their share of the property but still cry trying to show that they feel so bad for the demise. This is the worst case ever possible in this world to cry. This is all true people.
Even in marriages the brides tend to cry a lot. God, I really wonder what on earth makes her to sob. The art of crying is always a essence of females. They trend to cry a lot and some even use that to fulfill their wishes. Poor Males, they are so moved when they see those crocodile tears. By the way "I am not a Male Chauvinist". I do have a great deal of respect for the females.
I can feel everyone reading till this point must be thinking this guy has no feelings at all. Well I do feel sad but Crying is not going to help you in anyways. Just sit down and think what’s going wrong in your life and the ways to bring it back to the normal track. That will make more sense rather than Crying.
Happiness is to be shared and Sadness is to be kept as a secret always.
Crying is always an "ACT OF INUTILITY"
"I Hate crying to the core." though many tend to.
I am still not aware what people gain crying in front of everyone. Many say that you feel much better when you cry to someone you are so close with. I strongly believe that you are making them feel sad too. I don't like people crying and especially when boys do that, I hate them a lot. Even I have cried once in my life and felt really ashamed and still feel ashamed for that.
I don’t like people who sob in public. Farewells and Funerals are some functions where they tend to sob a lot. People crying on the farewell day should be so stupid. They should be matured enough to accept the change and get along with it after all these are expected throughout our life. Guys don’t be surprised when people cry in the funeral parties I can bet u that 90 % cry just for the sake of it. If time permits try to attend some of the funerals of an elderly person. People would be celebrating his or her death waiting for their share of the property but still cry trying to show that they feel so bad for the demise. This is the worst case ever possible in this world to cry. This is all true people.
Even in marriages the brides tend to cry a lot. God, I really wonder what on earth makes her to sob. The art of crying is always a essence of females. They trend to cry a lot and some even use that to fulfill their wishes. Poor Males, they are so moved when they see those crocodile tears. By the way "I am not a Male Chauvinist". I do have a great deal of respect for the females.
I can feel everyone reading till this point must be thinking this guy has no feelings at all. Well I do feel sad but Crying is not going to help you in anyways. Just sit down and think what’s going wrong in your life and the ways to bring it back to the normal track. That will make more sense rather than Crying.
Happiness is to be shared and Sadness is to be kept as a secret always.
Crying is always an "ACT OF INUTILITY"
17/10/2006
Quotes to ponder over...!
Hundred wounds does not hurt.But an untold love brings tears to even the strongest of the hearts.
Love deeply and passionately you will get hurt, but that's the way to live life completely.
You cant make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved.It is left to the person to realize your worth and love you.
Someone can break your heart.But it's amazing that you love them with every broken piece of it.
The world's biggest power is the youth and beauty of a woman.
Don't walk as if you rule the world.But walk as if you don't mind who rules the world.
When you are in Rome do as romans do.
DTA - Dont Trust Anybody. It is always good to have a little suspection on everyone.
Don't be too honest.Straight trees are cut first and honest people are screwed first.
If what comes from heart and how comes from mind then that's the best combination in life. - Naga
There can be Retardants and Catalyst,but you are the Reactants. - Naga
10/10/2006
8760 hours in Software Industry
Well I have taken quite some time to publish this blog. Sorry for that first.
October 10th 2005. This was the day that I took giant leap into one of the leading Software Companies tagged as the "Dream Company" for many of the aspiring Individuals out there. I should thank God, for I got a job with no effort. This was the fact. I broke a promise that I made to one of my friends (Hari Krishnan) when I joined college. Well the promise was to refrain myself from the software companies. But I was not able to keep that promise once I saw all my friends attending Campus interviews and getting placed. I too joined them and got placed. The way I got placed should be published, as that would help many who are not so good in programming. I will try to do that sometime later.
Free pool:
This is the most interesting concept in the Software Industry. During this time people are being paid with the normal salary on par with their peers who slog day and night to finish the tasks assigned to them. This time is meant to sharpen your skills if you have any and develop if you don’t have any. But "Rules are to be broken ".
These times are used by the people to develop their skills in Carom , Table Tennis and many coffee freaks spend most of their time at the pantries trying their hand at "Coffee Making".Many try to learn the Art of Flirting while few try to test them.( Very Good attempt). Few others try participating in various competitions meant for the people to relax a bit amidst hectic work. Even I myself have won couple of Prizes in Adaptune and one in Treasure Hunt and one more in Quiz Competition. Some others volunteer themselves to conduct these events with an idea of adding them to their CV's if they have an idea of doing a Masters in Management. Many other activities include chatting in the canteens and lawns, Gyming to make themselves fit. Not to forget ORKUT, MAILS (rather call them as forwards), Messenger Service and Blogs. The forwards with the subject containing **** have an over whelming response among guys. These have been the major ways of killing time here. Some have even tried their hand in share trading with the money earned sitting idle. Few others help in finding proxy sites to help others in accessing restricted sites.
My 365 days
Apart from the above mentioned activities of which I have been an integral part of many if not all. I have my own experiences in this industry for the past one year.
These 365 days have seen me crying for the first time in my life (Only once). Of course I am ashamed of it.( Read the reason for being ashamed in my previous Blog). I have got lot of friends but the acquaintances (I picked the word from Orkut) who just say a Hi with an artificial smile out numbers them. Well people are not to be blamed for that, it is just because of the hectic schedule in the company. I have worked (Ya I did for a while) along with couple of supervisors with contrasting characters. One among them was really helpful to me to a great extent. Without him I guess it would have been a horrible first year for me. Thanks a lot my Mentor. To be frank I have not done anything great, to be more frank I have achieved nothing in the past one year. I have wasted one year in my life. I hope I do much better the coming year and will give some value addition to my life.
PS:
Sorry guys and girls out there. I have been very negative in this post which I can’t help. That’s the way my life has been for the past one year. I will try to publish something lively the next time. I hope to be more positive the next year by this time.
October 10th 2005. This was the day that I took giant leap into one of the leading Software Companies tagged as the "Dream Company" for many of the aspiring Individuals out there. I should thank God, for I got a job with no effort. This was the fact. I broke a promise that I made to one of my friends (Hari Krishnan) when I joined college. Well the promise was to refrain myself from the software companies. But I was not able to keep that promise once I saw all my friends attending Campus interviews and getting placed. I too joined them and got placed. The way I got placed should be published, as that would help many who are not so good in programming. I will try to do that sometime later.
Free pool:
This is the most interesting concept in the Software Industry. During this time people are being paid with the normal salary on par with their peers who slog day and night to finish the tasks assigned to them. This time is meant to sharpen your skills if you have any and develop if you don’t have any. But "Rules are to be broken ".
These times are used by the people to develop their skills in Carom , Table Tennis and many coffee freaks spend most of their time at the pantries trying their hand at "Coffee Making".Many try to learn the Art of Flirting while few try to test them.( Very Good attempt). Few others try participating in various competitions meant for the people to relax a bit amidst hectic work. Even I myself have won couple of Prizes in Adaptune and one in Treasure Hunt and one more in Quiz Competition. Some others volunteer themselves to conduct these events with an idea of adding them to their CV's if they have an idea of doing a Masters in Management. Many other activities include chatting in the canteens and lawns, Gyming to make themselves fit. Not to forget ORKUT, MAILS (rather call them as forwards), Messenger Service and Blogs. The forwards with the subject containing **** have an over whelming response among guys. These have been the major ways of killing time here. Some have even tried their hand in share trading with the money earned sitting idle. Few others help in finding proxy sites to help others in accessing restricted sites.
My 365 days
Apart from the above mentioned activities of which I have been an integral part of many if not all. I have my own experiences in this industry for the past one year.
These 365 days have seen me crying for the first time in my life (Only once). Of course I am ashamed of it.( Read the reason for being ashamed in my previous Blog). I have got lot of friends but the acquaintances (I picked the word from Orkut) who just say a Hi with an artificial smile out numbers them. Well people are not to be blamed for that, it is just because of the hectic schedule in the company. I have worked (Ya I did for a while) along with couple of supervisors with contrasting characters. One among them was really helpful to me to a great extent. Without him I guess it would have been a horrible first year for me. Thanks a lot my Mentor. To be frank I have not done anything great, to be more frank I have achieved nothing in the past one year. I have wasted one year in my life. I hope I do much better the coming year and will give some value addition to my life.
PS:
Sorry guys and girls out there. I have been very negative in this post which I can’t help. That’s the way my life has been for the past one year. I will try to publish something lively the next time. I hope to be more positive the next year by this time.
24/09/2006
What my Name Means...???
K.I. Naga Saravana Perumal.
K for Kayambu Servai (My Grand Pa)
I for Ilaya Perumal (My Dad)
Leave alone the expansion for "K" & "I" which I had to do for applying passport. Many say this one to be the longest they have heard of. But, I don't claim this to be the longest name in the world. But it is really a unique one.
At the earlier stages of my life I was wondering why my parents had kept such a long name for me. I used to hate that because everyone called me by different name. Some "Naga" some "Saravana" and few called me "Perumalu"(Slang used in my Native).Not to mention the combinations of these that cropped up then and there. Gradually it settled and everyone started calling me "NAGA".I liked this one as it was short and sweet. Now I just thank my parents for having christened me with this name. People identify me easily with this Unique Name. There had been many instances wherein people have identified me just with this name. I got to be really thankful to my parents for that matter.
Well the meaning of my name is quite complicated one. I myself had to wait for a long time to know that. I guess my Dad had told me that when I was around 9 years old.
Naga = For Snake God
Saravana = For Lord Muruga
Perumal = My Dads Last Name
I am the sixth and final child in my family. I can hear people saying why the hell is this? Among many even my parents had been one of the victims who were longing for a Male child for a long time. After all this was common in villages those days and the saddest truth is that it is still prevalent in quite a few rural areas down south.
Astrology, I would call this to be yet another social evil though I believed in it till 12th standard. And it is still common even among the so called highly Cultured and Educated society. This led my parents to worship the Snake god for a male child. So when I came into the world I was given the name "NAGA".
My father being a great devotee of Lord MURUGA he gave the name "SARAVANA" (one of the names for Murugan) which followed Naga. Then last one was just taken from my Dad's name. It was our "Kula Deivam" as we call it in south. Each and every family will have their own Kula Deivam and ours is Lord Perumal in Alagar Kovil near Madurai. And so the name "PERUMAL" got added to mine and thus the Name
" NAGA SARAVANA PERUMAL".Quite interesting story right.
Please Note:
Grammatical errors, spelling errors are regretted by the Publisher.
K for Kayambu Servai (My Grand Pa)
I for Ilaya Perumal (My Dad)
Leave alone the expansion for "K" & "I" which I had to do for applying passport. Many say this one to be the longest they have heard of. But, I don't claim this to be the longest name in the world. But it is really a unique one.
At the earlier stages of my life I was wondering why my parents had kept such a long name for me. I used to hate that because everyone called me by different name. Some "Naga" some "Saravana" and few called me "Perumalu"(Slang used in my Native).Not to mention the combinations of these that cropped up then and there. Gradually it settled and everyone started calling me "NAGA".I liked this one as it was short and sweet. Now I just thank my parents for having christened me with this name. People identify me easily with this Unique Name. There had been many instances wherein people have identified me just with this name. I got to be really thankful to my parents for that matter.
Well the meaning of my name is quite complicated one. I myself had to wait for a long time to know that. I guess my Dad had told me that when I was around 9 years old.
Naga = For Snake God
Saravana = For Lord Muruga
Perumal = My Dads Last Name
I am the sixth and final child in my family. I can hear people saying why the hell is this? Among many even my parents had been one of the victims who were longing for a Male child for a long time. After all this was common in villages those days and the saddest truth is that it is still prevalent in quite a few rural areas down south.
Astrology, I would call this to be yet another social evil though I believed in it till 12th standard. And it is still common even among the so called highly Cultured and Educated society. This led my parents to worship the Snake god for a male child. So when I came into the world I was given the name "NAGA".
My father being a great devotee of Lord MURUGA he gave the name "SARAVANA" (one of the names for Murugan) which followed Naga. Then last one was just taken from my Dad's name. It was our "Kula Deivam" as we call it in south. Each and every family will have their own Kula Deivam and ours is Lord Perumal in Alagar Kovil near Madurai. And so the name "PERUMAL" got added to mine and thus the Name
" NAGA SARAVANA PERUMAL".Quite interesting story right.
Please Note:
Grammatical errors, spelling errors are regretted by the Publisher.
08/09/2006
" True Love...! ? "
"Love"
This is one word which is yet to have a perfect meaning and many would agree with me on this. What one feels to be love might not be love for someone else. Great legends have given different definitions for the word Love. I call these as their perception rather than a definition.
According to the great English poet and dramatist Shakespeare
"Love has no reasons and if it has one then it is not love”. This sounds absurd to many of the younger generation who take all the time in the world to understand someone and then decide to spend their entire life with them. So each one in the world has their own perception of love and I myself have one such perception which I believe to be right, from my experiences in life.
I thought I was in love with a girl in my 9th standard. It was just because she was beautiful. It happens at that point of life for anyone in life. Again I thought I was in love with yet another girl. This time it was because she was being friendly with me. How cheap and mean .Isn’t it? Well it may be, but that was the fact. I was still learning. May be I was slow in learning what Love is all about. Then in college I saw a girl, I liked her very much without much reasons, In fact for no reasons at all. This time I just told my friends that I like her a lot and nothing more than that. Many of my friends kept telling me that I was in love with her. To be honest I admired her to the core but didn't adore her at any point of time. One whole year has passed by and now I still think of her at least once in an hour if not a minute. May be that's love as many of my friends say but I don't think so.
According to me,
“You see someone and feel that you can be happy if she is with you for the rest of your life. Many feel this to be Love. I have felt this quite a few times. But,
You see someone and feel that you can't survive a single minute of your life if she is not with you. Then that’s “True Love ". This is what I believe. I have never felt this way in my life. So I am yet to realize True Love according to my perception.
Many might disagree with my perception. Well they are most welcomed to fill in their comments.
Please Note :
Any immaturity or spelling or grammatical errors in the post is regretted by the publisher.
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