Experience

sallap, 12.30
A hot afternoon,feeling heavy after a good fat meal from Amrita.The guy near me was having bread-butter.Suddenly a tall figure showed in.Long curly hair,long hands which were well spaced from body with a key clinking in his right hand.A brown salvatore shoes,wills pants,woodlands maroon shirt,all about 10k bucks on bod,wearing a bright smile stretching his lips to extreme, a smile which could even render the calumniator nepotic benefactor.All of him which can be summed as 'a deadly charm'.He walked in.I have seen him somewhere.he dragged a chair to a table and made himself comfortable."Chandra anna..kaddikan entha"he shouted out to our sallap master chef cm cashier."natte ucchakke anno da kaddii" pat came the reply."oh...uccha anneallee...oru kappi" and chandran annan attended to his new task,as usual,devoid of any emotions.A nod is all i get for my chayaa.I overheard him as he initiated talk with our bread-butter guy.someone just checked his attendance from our CCF and it was truly digital."I think this attendance stuff should be posted on our college website..i could have then accessed it from my laptop" the bread-butter guy listened with poker face and he scanning for familiar faces who were busy with their bread-butter or chappatti-curry.

bbg: u havin class this afternoon?
our hero: donno da..Meera mam called me.I have to meet her
bbg: when?..yesterday?
hero:no..last week, i think.I got up a bit late today.Thought i would jus come and meet her.
bbg: ohh...
The kappi was on the table by then.He attended to his kappi, his rolex beaming noon sun."ohh god...might be in some million dollar business" i reckoned.
"I am goin da".He finished his kappi and got up to pay chandran annan.Just then a bulky imposing figure forced in,taking long strides.A lighted kings placed srategically between his fingers."sir...entha..kurre nalle ayalloo kanditte" he was laughing."have to see meera mam" that same smile,too addictive and he trugged to the other end of road.As i watched him climb the slope to main building i asked our bread-butter guy "whs this?". "I have seen him somewhere" he replied.
kerala, trully gods own country.Land of the mavelli.

school days

It sounds pretty naive to write about ma school days at this juncture...after years into college life and lota other interesting puzzles to muse on.but..i have to confess, i cant help writing about my school and school days.our school reunion is nearing, i justify this literary fling. Like me almost all love their school and those wonderful moments we have spent there.Old friends and nostalgic memories crowd our mind almost on a daily basis.many often we just wish to be there among our friends in those wonderful moments of life called school days.
i did my complete schooling from kv pattom, 12 great long years.School life was hot topic of discussion i was in my first year of college.many often i wuld hear someone bring out his stupendous days with atmost passion.tell tale signature of the 'miss school' syndrome.We dont hear about it much these days.Might be coz CET is such a happening place,in every way.but it takes just a split second to take a dab at those 10 plus years.memories afresh, and as i am going through this split second of emotional spasm i hope i can rekindle those beautiful moments for you all.

Ya, i miss my school days.not because college life is boring but i hav lost of friends in my headway to college.If my school was goodie college is a gift.and if you are reading this i know you are of one the pleasant surprises i found in the gift.I remember those days. i am in a white shirt navy blue pants and im being caviled for violating the dress code by our then principal Mr.radakrishnan sir.I forgot to insert my shirt.hehee..after getting excused for one more time i ran to join my pals at top ground.top ground as we called our main ground was the center stage of every sports activity.A football game was to begin.Football was the common passion in our school.It has been like that for years for my seniors my juniors alike, followed by basketball.In the next 35 minutes intense contest follows.shouts of pass and head cld be heard.the wonderful passes of pramit immaculate kicks of premi amazing headers by manesh sethus unassailable defense.They were the stalwarts of the game.A lose was nothng less than death itself.almost everything for that ball for a goal.winning was evrything.we came up with all types of excuse to prolong that 35 mts."Ankerre inne varilleda" to "thenga kollaa....thalledete poi chavvan paraa".lol..after getting exhausted to the end we stop the game.we used to walk back cracking jokes, cogitating that days play.The archenemys on ground laugh and walk with arms around.We all were one.nothing could beat that spirit.The only thing we could not bear was the punishment that awaited us for coming late.nothing mattered more than the game.At the end of my school days i found that watching the game from the top of the wall which separated our ground from psc compund was even more fun, taking shade under trees.The psc compound was reffered as 'kaadu' coz it was literally a kaadu.kaadu was our adventure point we used to go for exploring or to pluck tamarind.To tell u the truth the tamarinds of the kaadu tasted awesome.hhee..it ws something more of a prize after a successful expedition.As we walked back with the prize we establish unparalleled untold superiority over others who were taking a hit at the other half a dozen tamarind and badam trees in our school campus.I cannot continue...that life of 12 years need a centuary to be told.I cannot do justice to my school and those glorious years.so much to be told.Mayb i wil try sometimes later.but now i cant continue.emotions engulf me.Let me cherish them.I am breaking down.

D wrld within d wrld

i ws lookin fr smthng fr quite a few days to start my blog with and i got nthng....two days bac i thgt i wud write abt a dream i had a few weeks bac. i clearly rem it coz it ws one f d most fabulous i had. but somthng else gt precedence. i had enqueued a NGC docu fr dwnld and d 700mb file ws ovr d followin mrng..(hehee..my bsnl500..i simply luv it)

The docu is titled 'The wrld inside d Womb' i thgt it wud be medically very informative abt d wrld inside d wrld, a wrld we al were once d a part f.i enjoy myself being briefd to al thse medical intricacies and amazing details.but this docu literally suprised me it ws mre thn jus medical, an insight into one f d mst facinating and captivating challenges, coliseum f the mst beautiful wrk f art. The docu really started with a brainstromin medical session confusing me to a professional educational video.almst a thnsd terms in 15 mts abt everythng tht concern d topic...pheeww..tht ws heavy....the journey by nw had begun, d journey frm absolute eventuality to magnum opus defyin al eqns f tme and space. a single cell ws formed. it divided into two thn two in four and so on..in a mttr f secs it transfrmd into a conglomerate f blubbery mass....and as it evolved i saw life pulsating into those adhesions, d smallest frm f human life.life ws taking shape.it ws amazing.after som mnths(in d video..) it sartd showing recognizable human characteristics.d limbs d bdy the heart..etc.. the foetus ws growing, unmindifully blissful to d wrld arnd him d protecting and love he enjoyed.

Multliple pregnancies,infrmd by d narrator, ws d mst intricate and challenging f all human process.one cld author a dozen thousand paged books on it and yet may leave out many thgs.i ws really startin to admire thse gynecs..hehee...d babies start to explore d immideate wrld surrounding it and feel d othr arnd.the baby gal is mre active thn boy and starts to twist move earlr thn boys.the gals usually gves mre kicks( viloent...;) ).action leads to reaction and one responds to d othr.one pushes and d othr flinches.i saw in d video as one kicked its sibling d othr extended itself and felt it, runnin down its developing arms. it ws soothng a wrld so perfect, cuddle to each othr sharing a single souce as it brght tears in d eyes f d mother watchin her little sweethearts on a uv scan monitor.she ws kissing them.i ws watcin koffee with karan d othr day(..dwnled episode..)wen kajol said tht having a baby ws d mst wonderful thng she evr had.u cant guess hw it is until u hav one..life hs nt been d same as bfre. the kajol-devgun couple welcomed their cutie, nysa, in april 2003.'its lik allowing a piece f ur heart to walk out f u..evrythng took backseat after tht' d co guest SRK exclaimed...and in our video d baby ws nw ready to b welcomed into its new wrld.the mother ws conspicuously in great pain.as d cry f d baby broke d stark groans d mother took d baby in her arms and gave it d mst gentle and balmy kiss, tryin not to hurt her baby in any way. its a facintion fr many, challenge fr science..a remarkable wrld withim d wlrd and fr d twins triplets and quards these early interactions with their brothers and sisters wil connect and define them as they grow up and provide a source f inspiration and comfort fr each othr throughout their life.....

gd