Life @ Kolkata - (Currently not being updated)

A Pause in Cal Life & this Blog

2005-04-15T13:45:00.000-07:00

Hi Guys,
i've now moved to Cincinnati,US as part of my work. I guess, this is gonna be a long term stay out here. So now i'm continuing to blog @ http://kolkataprince.blogspot.com and http://cincinnati-emind-.blogspot.com/

Ps: I have a good chance to shift to Chennai, which is very much close to my hometown and mostly its where all of my friends are there, thatz my home state and so many reasons...

but somehow, i feel that i want to return back to Cal, rather than Chennai (as my family and friends would expect me to do).

so Until then guys.. this blog site is gonna remain calm :-)

Subha NobaBarush - My Last Day in Cal

2005-04-15T11:53:00.000-07:00

Bengali New Year and my Last day in Bengal 15.04.2005,Friday
Kolkata

Today is my last day in Kolkata (hope its not so). It may be pretty strange for anyone hearing the bracketed sentence from me.

Life out here has been pretty interesting, lots of Ups and Downs, friendships made, enemies made, mistakes done, lessons learnt, it has been like an interesting novel.

I still freshly remember the moment I knew I have to go to Cal, not much upsets. It was just a bit shock at the initial second, after that everything seems to go normal for me. When every Tamil guy and girls who were allocated along with me where crying to their last tears, everyone felt very different of me, since I just reacted normally (what to do, that is how I felt that time, nothing different :-). Then the travel to Cal, everyone was very upset, it was really a very dull moment. Took a bit time for everyone to gather himself or herself together. During the second day, everyone almost became normal, ready to accept the reality. The travel afterwards became lively, with each teasing the other, talking stories of TVM memories.

My unshaken attitude was moved a bit during the second day in Cal, still not able to express in words, how I felt. But pretty strange to be away from everyone you know. But after that for the next 8 months it was pure fun packed life in the AL-111 house.

May be because, it’s the first bachelor life, lots of freedom, you get a chance to be yourself, I started liking this life a lot. At times I feel that I’m missing my friends a lot, but still there wasn’t much company here in Cal to overcome it, except myself.

Flashback time is over, now it has been 18 months in Cal, couldn’t believe that time is running so fast, and I haven’t yet seen 2 of my best friends for the past 18 months, never it had been like this.

Yesterday I had packed all my belongings, just few things spread out. The day started with a not so great breakfast (I had to leave without eating, it was so horrible), came to office and started running behind people to get the processes done and get my tickets.

Had planned to eat the last day lunch in our famous “MAACHAL KEY JHAL”, but my luck the time I came for lunch it was closed off. Then I thought I’ll have some good lunch in Canteen with ashwin, but that too flopped, we had some cold food, which would have been great if it had been hot :-( . The previous Bengali New Year I had tried the “Maha Bhoj”, I remember it.

Then said goodbye to the Naarial DADA. He was really touched when we considered him as a person and informed him that I’m leaving. He was ready to give his tender coconuts for free :-). (The guy who usually never reduces even a Rupee).

Then in haste, got all the formalities done and it was 6’o clock and the check-in time for my 7:55 flight to Chennai was 7’o clock. Just 1 hr left, I have to go home, pack the leftovers, visit Palanivel Anna’s (The tamil family over here, who helped a lot) house and then leave. But that too I couldn’t make it properly.

I had to miss the cloths given to washing and couldn’t go to Anna’s house since there was a heavy traffic in Ultadanga road. So I have to come all along to Airport alone. The mobile charge was also down and I couldn’t inform known persons over there (Seku, IDM Shiva, Chottu, Karumuri, Veeru, Soorya, Noba-da).

And at last left Cal. I will not mind if I return back to Cal after some long-term assignments.

Got into the flight, and then only remembered that I haven’t taken any sweets in this day or brought any sweets. Thanks to the flight crew, had a sweet in my flight dinner.

15.04.2005, Friday
Chennai

Reached Chennai airport and there was a pretty BIG (indeed very big) shock for me. As I proceeded towards the entrance, I could see Deepa and Subha standing, but I couldn’t believe myself. I didn’t expect anyone to turnaround to the airport at night 11’o clock that surprise visit was a very good gift they could have given me.

Chatted with them for a pretty long time, I was very very happy to see them and chat them at the very immediate moment I landed. Time ran like minutes, them and me had to leave.

The Tamil I heard in the FM radios, the entire environment around me, everyone around me talking in Tamil, I had to enquire in the taxi counter in Tamil… everything seemed to be pretty strange to me (really believe me, nothing exaggerated but this is what I felt exactly). Felt like, I wont fit in Chennai and was happy to be out of Chennai. The first word that automatically came out when I went to enquire in the counter was “DADA” :-).

Time to leave to catch my bus to Madurai.

“Koyembedu” bus stand. TCS medical test memories started to load. A normal thiruvalluvar bus was leaving; I didn’t want to waste my time by waiting for a good bus. Managed to move all those heavy lug gages into bus (and had a good welcome scold/advise from a villager, felt really happy to hear it rather than being irritated :-)). Somehow managed with those uncomfortable seats and those high volume cine clips to go to sleep, with hope to have a good day in Madurai.

Why to Worry ?

2005-03-28T01:16:00.000-08:00



  Why to worry about being away from home
  Now you are seeing new Places
  Why to worry about having dreadful food
  Now you know how tasty are your mothers food
  Why to worry for staying away from your friends
  Now you meet new people
  Why to worry for not having a Girl Friend
  Now you are not bound to look at a single direction
  Why to worry for not having a Bike
  Now you can travel any long distance, without a second thought
  Why to worry because you are among Strangers
  Now you know how it’s nice to miss our Dear Ones
  Why to worry when you don’t get what others get
  Now you know that you are Special

How to Name it ?

2005-03-28T01:11:00.000-08:00

Past two days was a very different kind among the days so far spent in Cal. I had prepared my mind, my thoughts everything towards the thought that I’ll be leaving Cal only by the end of June.

But when suddenly the tables turned, I knew that I’ll be leaving soon may be in the next week too, but still nothing is confirmed to the very core. So, I could not share this news to anyone (not even my parents know this news), nor my housemates.

Some kinda excitement had filled in me; at the same time something else was pressing my heart. Whatever place I could see now, the strange monkey mind is thinking that soon, I’ll not be able to see it for a long time…

I’m going to miss this Hot Sun climate, these dusty roads, the dusty and dirty trips I made, the so called unhygienic food I have, everything… I’m gonna miss my dear India. Both the excitement of leaving to a new country and the missing thoughts started to fill my heart in a perfect balance.

I was able to enjoy the kinda painful excitement. I am unable to describe how exactly I felt, but one thing is for sure. I loved it.

Vaazha Yem Arasu Paniyalar

2005-03-22T22:29:00.000-08:00


   Vaazha Yem Naadu, Vaazha Yem Arasu Paniyalar

  Indha Vazhai-padhivai aangilathi adikamaiku kaaranam, nam
naatin pugazhai namay kaatril paraka vida koodadhu yenbadhurku.

     Arasu paniyaalargal patri naam anaivarum adikadi kaelvi padum nagaichuvai thunuku
ondru undu.
  Kaalai neram, Saalai yengum vaaganangal nirambi valiyum
aluvalaga/pallikooda neram. Irandu paer, dhideerena salaiyin naduvil thondri , oruvan
salayin naduvil kuligal thonda, pin vandhavan andha kuligalai moodi kondu vandhaanam.

          aarvam mikavargal, avargalarugil poi yena vishayam yendru kaetadharku. Naangal
moondru paer, naaan kuli thondubavan, avan kuli moodubavan, matrum moondravadhu nabar
maram nadubavan, avan indru paniku varavillai. Naangal yengal paniyai paarkindrom yendraanam.

     kitathita idharku othana nigalichi ondru indru. sila naatkaluku muun, aluvalagam pogum
vazhiyil velai nadandhu kondirundhadhu. Yenavaendru paaarthal, Vaegathadai. Adutha naazh
kaalayil oru china Malai andha saalaiyil. Periya 4 sarkara vaaganangal kooda thinarum alavuku.

 Munu-munupodu yellorum adhai 2 vaaram kadandhu sella. Naetru kaalai, adhai
iddithu thalikondu irundhanar. Indru kaalai paarthal, muludhaga idithu thaliyapin, marubadiyum
oru siru Vaegathadai, katti kondu irundhanar.

 Yem-manilamagatum, Yem-mozhiyagatum, Vaazha Yem Arasu Paniyalar

Ever Young ?!

2005-03-19T05:58:00.000-08:00

today went to book my tickets for this time trip to home

almost 22 years i've not been out of home more than 4/5 days

(The Army Attachment Camp held at MIG Bangalore during my 2nd year was an exception during

which i was 15 days away from home and had a really great time + wonderfull learning experience)

now for the past 20 months (1.8 years) starting from the Trivandrum training till date,

number of days i've spent in home will not even cross 15 :-D

its been hell lot of difference in just couple of months out of college.

Actually i wanted to be like this (i just smile when i type this sentence, thinking of my

roommate, who is been away from home since his 12 standard and now wishing to spend his life with

his family peacefully, life is really full of Ironies, that too putting two extremesin a room ;-)

this time, my main purpouse of visit to madurai (my home town), is Subha's marriage, the first

marriage in our close gang (there have been couple of marriage's in ourclass but nothing was

close to me). I didnt want to miss subha's marriage , as she has been one among the ver few

(my closest friends) whom i was able to share all my thoughts.So i had planned this vacation for

may now itself and revised it almost 5 times.

The 15 days vacation trip is now reduced to just 5 days

(all because of some prblms over here in Cal)

since its only a 5 days vacation, i decided to go by flight by this time

(my first air travel was by the company during my Delhi deputation, i feel my collar lifting up ;-)

i was standing in the ticket counter booking the ticket.. and when i was asked

for my name, i told senthilkumar and when they asked surname i said. just put 'B' they were a bit

surprised, is it only B .. only B-nu rendu dhadava kaetadhum.. i said.. there is no surname concept,..

plz put B alone.

there was a female standing behind me, she asked me , "are you a south indian ?" ,

when i said yes she asked dont you have surname concept ?

then i said, in south generally we try to avoid the caste name , so we use father's name as surname

just the first character, then she was appreciating that and she asked me which state i exactly

belonged to ? when i said TN , she was asking, is it followed everywhere in TN, i said ,

no its just in use by a majority number of ppl, its just a start for a change.

It'l take time to turn the culture/practice. then she said, yes.. but gud that you ppl

are trying to remove caste differences.

and before going, she asked , am i a student here , when i told i'm working,

she didnt believe at all.

before leaving she left a compliment of saying,

"You look very young like a Student, keep it up " ;-)

whew !!!! all this hours and hours of sitting before that Dumb Box has not make me look Old :-D

Price for our Pride

2005-02-24T05:41:00.000-08:00

today there was a mail from Sathish (my collegemate)

an oscar seems to be near , but at the cost of pride of our country, and rowdy is kolkota
government doing nothing abt this

http://edition.cnn.com/2005/SHOWBIZ/Movies/02/23/docu.brothels/index.html

i grew curious when the matter drawn to attention was regarding Kolkataand pride of our country..

when i read the content i was a bit shaken..

Kolkata once upon a time was a City of Pride,City of Joy and rich Heritage.. but its true that its been devastated to this extent...

it was once kolkata was projected as the heritage gateway to india but now its the other way.. the poverty is what is being used to project this place..

the entire east india is not of very big growths, people from states like Bihar,Orissa and other Eastern part of our country come to Kolkata to make thier life.. whether there is a flood or there is a drought millions of people have come to this small place.. how could you expect a city to accomodate millions of people..

now its gone really out of control.. the heart of the city is so crumbled,shabby with traffic,pollution.. and lots of poor ppl whoz daily life goes on platform..

it was really difficult to accept the fact that a SINGLE PARTY WAS RULING THIS PLACE FOR 25 Yrs.. and the people of this state are called Intelects..

most of them seems to have, who cares nature.. and for huge number of ppl who had left thier village during drought or flood.. survival is the biggest thing.. and you cant expect them to have a perfect living...

I've been to the place Sonagachi, the very near place before it is so busy market place,and it looks like a very very descent area always bubling with traffic.. and no signs you could notice .. but once you make a small turn you enter this place.. where you find lots of ppl pushed into such a drastic life..

we were able to see policemens roaming just before their houses (security for them ?) ..

you can even see small kids standing and inviting you .. it was so horrible da.. so small small kids..
(we had actually went with an intention of having a different funny experience..by seeing it,.. but after seeing such cases.. it went out the other way.. we came with a heavy heart)..

ppl are accepting this to a level that they start fighting saying.. if such a place is not there, then family girls cant proceed a normal life.. (what shame of them..) ..

and even TV Channels like Discovery once showed a tv program about kolkata where they were showing dresss-less Fakhirs.. (or samiyars).. but the place actually they showed is called Diamond Harbour.. which is very very far from kolkata and such things happen very rarely.. (where during a festive time..they gather..).. but it was projected as if.. entire kolkata is always like this..
so these foreigners are making money out of such stuffs..

there is no use with the govt over here...

if i could do a small effort.. even it can be a very small effort.. in helping to improve this place , before i leave Cal permanentaly ..i would a bit satisfied .. just trying to explore how can/where can i contribute a help (not just monetary.. but something more than that..that could really help to make the change possible..)

letz see what time has to answer my queries

BACHELORS FOOD ALWAYS THE BEST FOOD

2005-02-20T23:58:00.000-08:00



          Saturday morning, as we lazily woke up for a retreating breakfast,
All what we faced was empty vessels in the kitchen...

     Yesterday night there was a small hot conversation between the cook and the
House owner.. But we didn’t think that at this time the cook would leave the
Job and go.

                    Went out and found a roadside shop, had our breakfast
Over there for just 10 bucks...  that too a heavy and indeed tastier one..
(Hail Calcutta) ... thatz our dear cal, she provides food for all at all affordable
Levels ;-)

          Lunch we managed when we found a Punjabi daba.. After roaming
 Around college street.(whew !!! how much loads and loads of books..
Of all topics... of different languages.. Nice place...)

  the evening part was the most excited and unforgettable one..

     Around 5/6 we all in house felt a bit hungry, and as bachelors we didn’t
have money in hand (its towards month end-na) dunno where does the
entire salary drains into...

         We went in a raid in our kitchen to checkout what all groceries item
was left out so that we could do something, our luck was favorable that day i
guess, we found a packet of wheat powder.

  Decided to make Dosa out of it, we didn’t know the ratio of water and this
powder, didn’t know how much salt to put and the main concern what is the
side dish for this ?

                     Our hunger didn’t let us allow to give a second thought for it

   So, started with a mixture... which we founded to be too watery after the
result which came after we literally poured it in the frying pan...

        Without wanting to waste that piece of wheat and oil spent for it, we
even ate that piece which looked like a half cooked goats brain ;-)

                 Added more powder.. then when powder went more added more
water, then powder.. in that way we got frustrated and emptied the entire
packet. cool it worked out, the resulting dosa's were really tasty after adding
some onions to the paste (or was it our hunger making us feel that tasty)

     When no sabji was available for side dish (actually none of us knew to cook
a sabji), our s/w engineer brains worked so creatively. A guy took little bit salt,
little bit mirchi powder mixed them both with oil and to our surprise Side Dish Ready !!!

                    A thick paste of mere Salt,Mirchi and Oil only... the Red color
gave such a fiery look but god ! the taste... it tasted wonderful (ccan’timagine
rite !! how just this simple mixture would be tasteful... me too wondering
the same thing now)

         whatever it is, had our stomach full in a cheap and obviously tastier
way.

    one thing we understood, do you know which food in world is the tastiest one..

 its
            BACHELORS FOOD,
            ALWAYS THE BEST FOOD

B.L.A.C.K

2005-02-07T04:58:00.000-08:00

In these 1.5 yrs in Cal, I’ve seen only 1 movie in theatre. It’s really surprising for me, cauz when I was in Madurai, the primary entertainment during college days is to go for movies then put a camp in one of the friends house and go for an never ending pattrai.

After Matrix Revolution (the 3rd part of matrix), yesterday we housemates went to the movie BLACK (Starring Big B and Rani Mukherjee). I hadn’t read any preview or comments or story anywhere, so I had gone with an open mind rather than expectations from reviews. Just I had heard that, the outline plot was Helen Keller’s story.

Plot:
The movie starts when Bachan gets a call for a job of a teacher of a physically challenged girl who can’t see, can’t hear and can’t speak. If you’ve not heard of Helen Keller (you’ve not committed any sin, actually you will enjoy the movie more), you are drawn to the tip of the seats. How can one teach a girl who can’t have the 3 basic skills for learning?

Photography:

The first thing that comes to my mind if I think about the movie is the photography. What a photography it was.

Each and every single frame of that movie could be made into a photograph and you can fill not only your drawing room, but also your entire house with those stills. The photography was excellent and so consistent through out the movie.

There is a scene where Rani spreads her arm to feel snow… and I felt as if I am standing just in front of her in the actual scene in snow, the photography was so good.

The Kid:
The girl when she feels Bachan by her touch, she senses that it is a stranger (small kid… she’s done a good job)

Then the first encounter between Bachan and the girl is when he tries to teach her to eat by spoon. That is really a good scene, he feels so bad seeing the way she is treated in the dinning table.

The next and the best part if the film is the scene, where the girl first learns (yeah the girl learns).

The girl has a fear towards water, but it’s the water, which opens her gate to knowledge. I’ve read about this incident in my school day English lessons, so an automatic curiosity, how have they captured the girl’s expression, when she starts identifying things, the teacher’s continuous efforts in teaching her.

Usually, when novels or true stories when captured as a movie, it looses the essence of the main incidents. But this scene has really come nice in the movie. The girls once she identifies water, she runs here and there in the garden and starts asking her teacher what are each of them called, that’s one touching scene.

Rani:

First 3 years after the exams when she calls her mother back to say she has failed that year too, Rani’s expression has come very casual without any overact, especially the shrilled voice saying Fail.

The place where Bachan gives her the stick and says thatz what gonna make you independent and Rani unable to reject, just hugging him back. Senti…

Big B:

Slowly as Bachan grows old he forgets himself, and one day when he forgets Rani on the way and searches her in house, after that he asks sorry to Rani. This may be a simple sentence explaining the scene, but too well.

When sister’s marriage is going on, Bachan gives her explanation for each and every ritual done during the marriage. Atlas is the kissing between the couples, better watch it rather than being read or heard about it.

Amitabh’s eyes have acted more than him, especially in the interview scene, when Rani says my Teacher is Knowledge.

Dialogues:

Slowly the girl grows up and wants to do her degree. She wants admittance in a normal school and she has to face an interview. Its this part of the movie where dialogues are really crisp and nice.

When they ask, why does she wants to learn and what is knowledge to her, her answers are the best.

The time when Rani’s sister announces her marriage and telling what she has felt about her elder sister. Rani’s reply back to it is another place where dialogues touch, and the immediate scene after the dialogue, very prompt.

Typical Bollywood Movie:

Obviously when it’s a movie there are few things that should not have been there also.

First are dialogues, at many places this is the strength. But at few places where silence is required, there are lots of dialogues, which don’t helps us, realize the impact of that scene.

The ending just turns out to be a bollywood ending. May be this kinda movie should have such an ending to have a descent enough collection? Or else sure it would financially break (thatz mera bharat mahan)

Star Value ?!

Same kinda effort Naasar had put few years back in Tamil Cinemas, Movie: Avatharam. Maybe not because of Star Value (like the Big B, Rani and the Director) or not because of technical perfection (like Ravi K Chandran), it didn’t run properly.

There is a too good scene in that movie too, a scene where Naasar talks to Revathy (she has lost her eyesight from childhood) about Colors. He is so excited to her talking about various colors but after everything Revathy simply puts a question, what is a color? (Have we ever thought of it?)

He is unable to answer, then comes the next question, how does a white look, how does a blue look. He says, blue is how sky looks and white is how clouds look. How could this explanation suit a person who has not seen sky or clouds, too good scene.

And Illayaraja’s mesmerizing voice in a song about colors is a plus to it.

B.L.A.C.K - One movie we should not miss, not only for its technical deliverance, but also for its emotional story and act.

Damn Tired

2005-02-05T05:18:00.000-08:00

One of the looongest and obviously dull weekends I’ve ever had in Cal...

Saturday morning.. I felt damn tired .. It didn’t not take much time
For me to realize that .. It was all cauz.. I was
dead dehydrated.. After that 15 times dehydration.. Huff..!!!

took some pills... mouth was sooo dry.. didn’t feel like eatin.. so skipped
the breakfast.. and slept.. I was feeling that tired.. still I didn’t get sleep..
then tried concentrating on books.. no way.. then music.. I was feeling so
dizzy.. as if my head is rotating.. and nothing getting into it..

then.. dunno when I felt sleep.. some unknown dreams.. Can’t figure it out
whether they were nightmares.. or sweet ones ;-) still sure that they were
wild.. beyond my imagination...

wokeup.. had a bit rice and dhal .. pills.. now tried getting down
the bed.. oops.. my legs are shivering like anything.. no strength at all .. whew..
(its real funny if I think it now J

when I tried speaking with my housemates... I couldn’t raise my voice to audible
level.... and in addition to that.. guys started worry abt me saying that..
my eyes've gone in..

the bitterness and tastelessness in my mouth.. just dragged me towards..
thought of house and mother..

when I was a kid.. and fall in such a condition.. the Rasam which amma makes
(nothing could beat that taste you know.. esp with the combination of little bit
mango pickle).. and I used to rest in amma's lap.. and sleep.. just felt like
going to home.. for that... :)

If I am I assured of getting it.. I am ready to fall sick often.. it’s a kinda privilege you get while you are sick…
You own the TV remote… you don’t need to do the homework.. you can skip your school /tests/exams .. nobody is going to question you for that..

But at the sametime.. is while falling sick only.. we feel like.. the entire world is going in a happy way expect us..

Like…. Your brothers’ start eating things, which you are not supposed to eat that day.. or a distant relative brings lots of that eatable only when you are sick…

So its always a mixture of these feelings… when go fall sick…

when I felt that the loneliness striking me.. thought of calling any of my
friends.. or house.. damn.. hutch.. the STD connection in my mobile has
also gone down.. (they need some documents it seems.. )

then.. somehow fell asleep.. and back to my strange wild dreams..

evening woke up.. had little bit of rice dhal pills combination again..
and slept..

Nothing else I could do.. for this weekend..

Changes dont Change

2005-01-31T01:29:00.000-08:00

it was a weekend.. so i come back again to spam ur mailboxes with my mail even if you dont read it.. sorry i will not spamming ... with such mails.. okie.. ;-)

nothing much great in this weekend.. there was 1 movie.. which i would like to share with u ppl... was seeing a Hindhi movie called STOP .. i thought.. itz gonna be yet another bakwaas(horrible) movie.. .. but start was interesting.. so just sat to watch the entire movie..

its about 4 friends who are working abroad... and they are staying together.. idhula.. 3 ponunga oru paiyan.. (Sanjana Tina Om Priya) thatz STOP-aam.,, these ppl are njoying life a lot over there.. their house is always filled with fun... so it was a real happy start to the movie..

suddenly.. it took a emotional divertion.. which i didnt expect from that movie at all..

what happens is.. the guy meets his first love .. (now shez married to another guy and has a kid.. and shez come there without her husband.. ).. this guy is stunned by their meeting.. and not able to ask.. what happened to your husband.. and unknowingly.. he starts spending more time with her..

in mean time.. another girl... falls in love with a flirt (a friend of that guy).. Om warns her saying.. that guy looks girls in a diff way.. and he is your wrong choice.. and obviously love is blind.. words come out of her mouth.. and a small misunderstanding.. grows big..

meanwhile.. other 2 girls.. also fall into some prblm.. and this brings a big distance btw them.. in this.. the last 2 girls.. dont want their gud frndshp to be broken.. they try their best.. but cudnt do anything.. they imagine.. of living together happily even after marriage. this that.. what all college students think..

at this time... its Dec 31st.. for many continouse yrs.. these 4 have celeberated each new year together.. but when the other 2 girls make plans for that celeb.. the guy has an apointment with his first love.. and the girl has date with that flirt.. this bursts out to a small fight..
the guy leaves to meet his first love.. but sees her with her husband.. he realizes his mistake.. and retuns back to home.. (no one in home.. sits alone starring)....

the girl in her date.. realizes.. the attitude of that flirt.. and returns back home.. and is surprized to see him.. and both start crying.. in mixture feeling of happiness.. sorrow... sorry.. kinda thing.. meantime.. other 2 girls.. who had gone out..comes inside..
after that.. senti tears.. and happy ending atlast..

gud timepass movie.. + says few practical things in life in being the same..

as life crosses few stages.. few changes are uncontrollable.. you need to accept it.. and change you according to it.. life and society is so rigid.. that it doesnt changes.. expects you to change.. so beautifull theme.. of that movie..

THE END..

Who to Blame ?

2005-01-29T01:13:00.000-08:00

How intimate has the word Bribe has become to a Normal (!)? Indian Citizen….

Unless the intensity of it strkes you, you never feel it as your problem, rather you feel like its yet another news block in the newspaper (not even the headlines) or yet another news from the non-ruling party TV about the ruling party…

2 weeks back I had been called for Passport Enquiry as I had applied for new passport. I had submitted all necessary documents as mentioned, still I was asked to bring an identity of my father (either his passport or any document) … without understanding the real meaning… I went back and called up home to get the documents faxed. Next day got it and went to the office to submit it.

The aaapeecer (Govt Officer) who was verifying my documents asked are all these documents from your place. Since I hadn’t come out of Madurai (my birth place) till my college completion all my documents starting from Birth Certificate to the Degree Certificate is from Madurai (TamilNadu)

The hon. Aapeecer called me alone and told that, all documents you’ve submitted okay… but don’t you give anything else in your places?

Oh! Poor soul, then it struck me, what he was exactly looking among the documents. Hey you are in India man so you need not pinch yourself when asked for a bribe. (this is what I felt).

Then when I asked him how much does he needs, he didn’t hesitate to say 1000 bucks. Whew…! The passport application form itself 1000 Rs … he didn’t listen at all…

How many times I could tell him that, I am from a ordinary middle class family, 1000 Rs really means much to me, I cant afford that much. Then at last he privileged me by asking how much can you afford.

When I told 100 Rs, you should have seen his reaction…. Hhuutt!!!! Was his reply… a kind a noise you would make when you chase the stray street dogs when they come near you…

It was an moment when I felt my ultimate anger… am I ever denying his Money, or am I ever holding the money that he should get by his rights, no… I had just reduced the bribe amount (note it… I haven’t denied it… I have just reduced it)… for that his reaction is like that… felt like catching hold of his neck and kicking his a** and telling, “What the hell are you thinking man, do you feel this money which I give will bring you good will and happiness in your family? How could ever think of eating the food you buy with this kinda money?”

But nothing did I ask

He was bargaining till 500 bucks and at last told that… see this is the final amount, if possible give it or we’ll send the documents for verification down to south, we’ll see when you’ll get your passport.

Without knowing what to reply I came back.

Entire day I was thinking… this is not a new thing to our society right! This ritual has already been here for decades … no no… for generations, I’ve seen so many movies where hero’s raise against this. But why should I feel angry only now.

Thatz the damn mistake we all people are doing.

We don’t care for the stone on the street, until it strikes our legs. After it strikes we spend time in complaining about who had put the stone rather than moving it.

Is it the individual’s mistake? Or is the society to be blammed for it (is it not the individual who makes the society) or should the elders be blammed for not making the youngsters/kids realize that, this is not a formality to be completed, but it’s a thing that should be uprooted.

There was no answer from me!!!!

Hunt for Food

2005-01-27T07:59:00.000-08:00

Hi ppl,

South Calcutta.. is quite far away from our place.. and hence we hadnt put much visits to that place.. in this more than a year stay at Cal

so seku and me decided to spend some time yesterday to explore South Cal... in mean time.. we heard that there is a south indian restaurant out there (The Bannana Leaf).. so that was a another boost to our expedition ;-)

left the house at around 4 in the evening.. and reached out the main location at South Cal... it was a bit clean and organized from the heart of Cal.. and lots of roadside shops.. bustling with energy.. of the shopkeepers,bargainers.. and esp the pairs moving out there.. it was a nice place to freak around.. but i guess.. we were the only guys without a pair ;-)

yet without being startled by it.. we choosed a road and started walking towards it.. no aims.. no plans.. we didnt know where we are going.. and how were are gonna come back.. (indeed that kinda thing was real nice u know..) since yest was a republic day.. not much shops open.. and the city seemed to look dull in this winter and early sunset.. in the areas we proceeded..

suddenly we encountered a railway track.. you'l never believe it.. not only both the sides of the railway track were full of huts but.. ppl.. were cooking very very close to the rly track... a huge group of ppl scattered throught the track..were chatting.. and all of this... was not just on a abandonded rly track.. may be their senses were too sharp to find out when the train comes.. the peak comedy was .. few ppl were cooking adjascent to the rly track.. and many many many clothes were hanging on cables.. tied.. in between rly tracks...
cmon..

what else strange you could see in this place.. so we moved back towards our next target.. The Bannana Leaf..

we were so hungry after that loooong walk... and once we saw that hotel.. we rushed into it.. and the items in the menu there werent much varieties (hey.. something is better than nothing.. thatz what we told ourselves and started ordering.. ;-)

there was that aapam in that menu.. wow.. one of my favourites.. and coconut milk was also available along with it.. never minded the cost.. ordered it with extra cup of that milk.. had a couple of apaams.. then ordered those mini idli's (hey this is what i ate a lot in TVM near Libra)... ordered a cup of ghee and an extra cup of Sambhar (hey ganesh.. how we used to drink sambhar in college canteen.. i got remembered that da)..

the waiter looked at us very strange... when we ordered things extra.. and smiled and went.. (cauz.. we were the only tamilians out there in that restaurant.. others were all bengali's tasting the south indian cuisine)

we didnt notice or give importance to anything other than enjoying our food..
after a diwali days.. had some the lovely food i was missing a lot ;-) then came the bill comedy.. the bill was 150 and when we checked our purses.. we didnt have that much amnt... when we decided to scratch a card.. the minimum limit was 200 bucks..

have u ever ate extra to increase your bill.. WE DID IT.. WE HAPPILLY DID IT.. gulped in an extra aapam with 2 cups of coconut milk ;-) .. rounded off the bill to 196 + 4 rs extra.. managed to scratch the card and escaped back to home..

so much walking and a real heavy food + a happy mind = damn tired + fall on bed = dead sleep.

LOVE is not propieratory for Humans

2005-01-21T08:03:00.000-08:00

Yest night i had to stay back till late night to finish of some pending work. Have you ever seen a person wanting to toch his nose with his hand around his head, instead of simply directly touching it.. you could see a lot in our field... huff... itz real timepass to work with such ppl...

now thatz not the crux of this went late to home.. started serving the cold food and switched on the TV. as usuall my habbit of switching channels... i stopped at discovery to see a kinda diff program.. it was abt a Orphanage for Chimpanze (dont mind the spelling yaar..) ..

ya... Orphanage .. there.. they find chimpanze's being tortured in diff laborataries.. save them.. heal them.. teach them... how to survive in a jungle (its really hurting when you are taught what you are :(

and then atlast leave in jungles.. there... now they have a mother and a kid.. the kid is a prematured one.. so they seperate it from the mother .. and the caretaker is a lady and she takes care of that kid so so so caringly.. and brings it back normal.

now comes the most interesting and difficult part.. the mother hasnt seen the kid after its birth.. and neither the kid too.. the kid so far has thought the care taker as the mother.. and its so close to her.. and now the caretaker tries to put back to the mother in her cage.. so they sedate the mother monkey.. (just to ensure that it doesnt hurts the kid it seems .. what all ppl think in precaution).. the sedatation is in amnt that.. it could recognize the kid..

now is the most sentimental part..

then.. the caretaker enters the cage and puts the kid over the mother.. but the kid is scarred of its actuall mother (the monkey) .,.. screams and not going to it.. but jumps back to the caretaker.. and catches hold of her shirt.. you should have seen it scream and struggle when the caretaker tries to put it back to the mother monkey.. it was... like.. no words to describe.. then atlast.. somehow.. the caretaker manages to put it back.. and comes out of the cage.. the kid.. runs behind the caretaker.. and its holding the cage bars.. and screaming.. the mother monkey is sedated so its not able to move... the caretaker is too much touched. and still she doesnt wants to go near.. so she moves away.. and suddenly bursts into crying... (haiyo.. namma bollywood,tamil pada directors paarthu irundha..they would have made a film out of this..)

atlast.. slowly.. the mother monkey gains consious.. and recognizes the kid.. and takes it hugs it.. it takes couple of days for the kid to get accustomed.. then after few weeks.. when the caretaker returns.. the kid runs and jumps over her.. whew.. that much senti dose was enuf for the day.. i had to go for sleep..

i felt this very interesting and wanted to share with you all.. nothing else guys..

Vandhey or Bandhey ?

2004-12-21T01:45:00.000-08:00

one interesting incident today.. that day after Indradhanush (saturday).. there is a guy named Raja alias NavArun (our neighbour, whose of our age.. he is a bengali.. his name's bengali pronouncation is noburoon weird isnt it ? )..

we usually used to tease him.. about the bengali's pronouncation of V as B, A as O and kidding about the bengali babes hectic figure ;-) as rassagulla tins (pronounce it as rossogulla..)

in the festival.. they were singing Bakhim Chandar Chattarjee's Vandhe Matharam (which was told as A.R.Rehman version of vandhe matharam..).. we were all excited nowto hear that song.. that too A.R.'s song here in east..

all our excitement turned to a bit of Shock and Laughter when we heard the songbeing sung as BANDHEY MATHARAM (not the BANDH famous in bengal or BANDH/ball famous in tamilnadu..)...

all in shock first.. we didnt believe their pronouncation could extend so deep to changethis patriotic song itself...

Actually the fact is .. in the bengali language you dont have the V kinda pronouncation.. just like the 'F' pronouncation in tamil... how would you transliterate FIRE in tamil,...you would say (PAYAR).. am i rite.. replacing 'F' by 'PA'... same way is the A transforms toO in bengali.... they dont call JHAL (water..).. they call it as JHOL.. thatz why north indianseasily identify a bengali... ;-)

then after realizing it.. the shock burst into laughter..

i was teasing raja (our neighbour) .. with this stuff.. how could you ppl change thatsong.. then he came with a fact that.. the author is a bengali.. and this poem comes in one ofhis bengali novel.. and its a bengali song.. BANDHEY means BHANTHANAM (ie.. VANTHANAMin hindhi..).. which means.. pray.. so the original song is bengali.. and what he sung was correct..

this was the second shock to me... nowhere i've heard this song to be a bengali song..then... since i didnt have any proof.. i have to discontinue the discussion..

next day raja came and asked sorry.. when i asked what for.. he started explaining..

Bakhim Chandar Chattarjee is a bengali, he wrote a novel called Anandha Mut in bengali..during freedom fighting times.. in that he wrote this song alone in SANSKRIT.. even thoughthe entire novel is in bengali.. this song alone is in SANSKRIT.. in praise of mother land..so that it could be sung all over India.. so i was wrong yesterday.. and sorry for it..

i didnt believe it.. usually even for normal such mistakes.. ppl never show others that they were wrong.. but this fellow.. was ready to accept a mistake which he made in regards of his mothertongue.. that was a gud one from him..

so at the end of the day.. i had got some general knowledge.. and learnt how youshould be when you argue things and also when you realize your mistake..

When is my Turn ?

2004-12-20T23:36:00.000-08:00

From Nov 26th 2003 to 18th Decmeber 2004 2:30 PM..

i had not ever thought that, when am i going to leave Cal to Chennai.. i've missed many of my dear ones. .. but i hadnt ever had the feeling of leaving Cal till that mentioned time..

today was basha's last day in Cal, hez leaving to chennai on an transfer.. i'venever thought much deep of transfer...even when many of my friends had put thier effortsfor mine.. i've not been much closer to basha.. to feel for his departure too.. still

i wasnt able to control my mind, out of thinking .. "OK.. BUDDY WHEN IS MY TURN GONNA COME".. didnt expect at all.. still i think it came from the bottom of my mind...

then.. to distract myself... threw me into book.. then switched to TV.. then atlast. music..
went to airport with ash..to send off basha.. flight was 4 hrs delay by tech fault.. so after basha checking in the luggages..

ash and me had a plan of wearing paijama kurta to the culturals.. so we had come in asuch an ordinary dress.. with basha's sudden plan to go to office.. i had to go to the culturals in an ordinary one..

the whole crowd was at the other side of the ground where there were lots of eatables stalls... chicken pakkora,chilly chicken dry & gravy,fish finger,veg pakora,chat,pani poori,beer,tea/coffe/cool drinks,hot gulab jamoon,jangiri... huff.. had a heavy timeout there ;-)

didnt expect the TCS-ers assemebled out there to come out with such a cool dressings..i was the only one with such a bad dressing i think...

was sitting alone. when i saw seku.. when was trying to give him company.. ashwin joined me... couldnt avoid both.. found it difficult to cope up with both.. difficult . to give company to both togehter... somehow managed..

basha leaving to airport at 9 with ash.. and me left to house in office bus.. (till nicco parkonly..).. then walked from there to house..

the 2 mins moment in the bus.. the night.. the lighting.. everything remembered me the collegetour moments.. what a hell lot of fun we used to have.. hm.. never we're gonna getthose moments back live... in whatever tour we are gonna go with them or anyone..

even when the culturals were going on.. with the band .. i was imagining thecollege moments... when our gang used to form a circle.. and creating our own stage overthere.. it was ultimate moments..

even if we guys and gals could meet each other... i dont think.. a majority of them wouldbe ready to be that lively..

anyhow.. thatz the way changes are.. !!!!

Friendship = Trust

2004-12-17T01:28:00.000-08:00

friday-nadhum... sari oru weekender innum podama vachirukomay adha poduvom-nu yeduthaen.. pudhu dress-oda smell-ay thani dhaan.. adhu.. yenna salavai senjalum.. varadhuindha

manvasanai-ku aduthu yenaku pidichadhuna..
pudhu dress smell,
pudhu book smell,
ammaveetla samayaluku thaalikura smell..

pudhu dress pirichi potadhukapuram dhaan parkuraen.. anga inga-nu madipula china china karai.. chai.. andha salesman kita sonaaen.. indha piece vaikaadheenga.. its dirtyvera peice vainganu.. paradesi paya.. idhey vachitan.. periya kadai.. check panna thevaiila-nu paarhta.. cha.. kaalailayay chinna mood off.. but overall.. indha diwali pant-ku..indha orange-ish.. shirt sema match.. gives a cool look..

Naethu night beef saapitu kitu irudhom.. appo.. there was a question to a friend..unga veetku theriyuma nee beef saapiduradhu.. does ur gf knows it-nu.. appo avan sonna badhil..made me wonder a lot..

he said.. my mother wouldnt like it... so i'l not tell.. but my gf .. even if she doesnt likes it..i will not hide anything from her.. she'l understand me.. apppideenu solitu kann simitinaan..

luv-na... ippidiyum irupaangala.. so far.. whatever i've seen or heard.. was not like this.. this is something gr8....

u never know its true or false.... but thatz the kinda relation you need to have withyour friends too-la.. ippidi vandhu namma life partner kita mattum dhaan iruka mudiyum-nu kedaiyadhu.. illa avunga kita thaan appidi irukanumnu katayam kedaiyadhu..

with whomever you feel close.. you can.. no no.. you should be like this.. cauz.. friendship-na..udanay yenaku thonuradhu.. nambikai dhaan... you need trust.. anytime anymoment..
naan yethana dhadava adhai miss panni irukay-nu therila..

but as a friend.. i would like those ones.. with whom i am close with .. to be frank to me..

yennai arinjo.. ariyamalo.. if i've done something absurd to them.. (which would have beensomething diff in my perspective).. they should discuss with me..

thatz how i am.. and thatzhow i expect also..

appo thaan yenaku thonuchu.. when friendship means trust.. in this Cal life i've met many in the pretty opposite way..

manasu vittu yaarkitayum yedhuvum solama.... they assumes things a lot.. they thinks their perceptions are the truth.. never tries to listen whatz at the others end..

thatz how life goes on... like an interesting Novel with some pages we loos interest in between...

Atlast Found Time

2004-12-10T01:35:00.000-08:00

i wanted to talk to my AM regarding asking onsite chance.. i was waiting for a right moment.. since basha's request was in process.. i didnt wanted any of that to be disturbed because of my request.. i was waiting..

today morning,.. my AM came to me with anther PM.. he asked me are you busy
i said... i've just started my work.. not gone deep into it..

then he said .. in another DC in kolkata.. another project.. is in crisis because of a java problem.. they asked me for a java resource to look into it.. and give a soln..
and when i asked many ppl.. they all reffered your name.. so will u be able to solve..

then i said.. i cant directly say yes.. i need to know the nature of the problem.. so that i can analyze and say
he said ok let me call them.. then during the call to the PL we found its Oracle 10g server, which was new to me.. but i said.. since its a java problem.. i want to know the nature of the pblm..
so we were waiting for a call from thier developers.. in that mean time.. i thought this is the right moment to talk to him.. cauz.. he had got some gud comments on me and had come to me..

so i started saying "Srijib-da i am curious to know about my next assignment" (inga da potta mariyadhaiku.. like annaen.. ;-) the immediate response from him was.. "What ? Do you also want transfer ?"

i was stunned.. this is cauz.. he knows basha,me,ashwin,anil are all a gang.. we roam together.. and each know others moves.. now since basha and anil asking transfer.. he thought i am a avalach of it..

then i told.. no i am not worried of my transfer now, i am waiting for a good long term onsite chance... this would help me to make be stable financialy also.. then he said. what do you mean by long term.. then i told i dont even mind 1 yr or 3 yr..

this is the right age and situation to go for a long term, as i dont have any immediate commitments.. but later.. once they come.. i cant go..

then he smiled and asked.. so u dont have any immediate marriage plans.. then i told.. nothing like that as of now.. my friends who joined in TCS along with me.. and juniors to me have gone onsite in other branches.. ;-)

then he told.. dont compare onsite,salary and rating.. the capable one may not get it,or the uncapable one may get it.. but sure i will have your REQUEST IN MIND.. that time.. came the phone call.. and i had to break the conversation..

idhaan nadandhu iruku today.. which i didnt expect to happen so fast.. since i wasnt mentally prepared for it.. i didnt say things fully to him.. but atleast having the satisfaction of letting him know..

later i should create a situation soon to get to him regardingthis again..

Actions Speak Louder than Voice !!! Its True

2004-12-09T21:36:00.000-08:00

yest it was a diff kinda entertainment for the TCSers of our building.... something noone could have imagined of.. it was pretty different... pretty interesting and pretty entertaining too...

it was a program from WORLD MUTE ARTS COMMUNITY - UNESCO JAPAN , Amateur artists from korea,japan,england and india
of this community had come to celeberate their day.

these ppl had dressed up like clowns and enacted skits,performed magic tricks and all sort of funny things .. but the interesting part was none of them spoke a word.. it was all just their body language and face expressions..

they were too much professionals.. they were able to express all their feelings with just minute face expressions..

too gud it was..

u've seen mask movie rite.. adhula JIM CARRY baloons vachi.. he used to make gun,dog,giraffee-la.. adhu madhiri these chinese ppl did it and gave to childrens over there.. chuma.. chatu chatu chatu-nu... balloon-ai yenamo panaanga.. it became toys.. cha.. superaa irundhuchu.. namalum .. stage-la poi onnu senji vaangikalaman-nu thonichu.. ;-) hehehe

so had a nice time over there yesterday.. the kind of break we s/w profs require at regular intervals.. :)

Inspirational Youngsters

2004-12-07T05:39:00.000-08:00

Inspirational Youngster !!!

Indha weekend yenga oor suthalam, weekender/pantaloons/westside yenga yenna offervandhu iruku.. woodlands-la yenna new model.. Pizza hut polama.. or yedhuvumayvenam.. oru 20 Rs CD vaangu.. this is how our usual weekends be..

but beyond this.. namakellam there is a purpouse of living.. why dont we ever realize.

May be munaadi irukura periya pallam.. adhai... pallam-nu realize panadha varaikum.. we'l njoy the tripdown.. but realize paneeta.. andha fear.. tensions and sufferings trying to come up.. idhelaamthevaya..

idhunalayo yenavo.. nama yarumay namma purpose yenna-nu yosika kooda time odhukamataengurom..

innaiku yenna bug fix panalam.. yenna fwd anupalam.. idhu thavira.. just oru 10 minsidhuku odhukanum..

Poona vaara Ananda Vikatan-la Velicham-nu oru topic-laoru article...
Article-oda hero Pugazhendhi-nu oru Dr., MBBS padikuradhey.. kalyana pathrikai-la poda,panam sambadhika-nu irukura kaalathula.. ippidi oruthara.. that too without publicity.. stunning..

3 rooba Dr-nu.. andha gramathu makkal vedikaya sonalum.. looking at the difference he iscreating in their lifes is amazing..

Indha madhiri practical-la sindhichi.. adha seyalpaduthura aalungala.. nammaAbdul Kalam kitta adayalam katanum...

100 elaingargal thaedura Vivekanandar avar.. adhula oruthar indha pugazhendhi.. atleastmicha 99-layavadhu.. naaan irukanumnu aasai paduraen..

aasai mattum illa.. adhuku indha kolkata life katayam help panumnu feel panraen..
idhukana groundwork-la iranganum... romba naala manasai arichikitu irukura fire idhu...

This weekend @ EDEN

2004-11-29T03:02:00.000-08:00

Hi all,

this weekend was the unplanned yet an interesting one.. i had no plans to visit the match Ind Vs SA in Eden Gardens.. just the day before the match got a single ticket , with no company seeing match in ground would be boaring i thought.. so had decided not to go. later thought , when is this chance gonna come again, an India Match, in weekend, that too with ticket free ;-) so decided to go for it...

left to the grounds very early from house (exam-ku kooda ivlo sincere-aa alarm vachu seekiram yelundha madhiri yenaku niyabagam illa),..

when i had just reached the premises before the ground itself.. could feel the excitement over there... hell lot of polices and other security stuffs.. that much crowd in early morning.. i didnt expect at all.. with winters chillness and mist all over the place.. wow it looked wonderfull....
could see lots of food stalls slowly comming up... ppl selling Indian flags, dresses made out of them,indian team tshirts.. indian flag as head bands..

and for just 5 Rs you could paint your face with the Indian Flag.. there were lot of ppl.. with oil color and brushes roaming solely for this purpouse..
my entry gate was next to the famous CLUB HOUSE of Eden (yeah the entrance where the cricketers get into,the place where their dressing rooms are near by,the place above which the commentry box is located..)...

first i didnt knew this.. was wondering why so much crowd is not getting into the stadium instead waiting near this gate.. untill the big Travel Bus came, then i realized its the gate where the players enter the ground from Hotel.
first was the SouthAfrican team to arrive.. the crowds excitement and shouts increased by the next vechicle..

not the Indians, rather it was the SouthAfrican Spouses ;-) yeah the players family.. with some English _ _ _ _ _ _ , in the road itself to wish their husbands, they became heroines of the day..

next was the Indian Team.. , the crowd was cheering at their top voice.. with police men over the horses, roaming behind us.. i couldnt njoy the moment fully ;-) as usual.. sachin was the favourite ... and Irfan & Zahir too... our Bajii (harbajan) was the one teased when entering the ground itself.. :-)

the most expected was our DADA, but DADA disappointed.. in the start itself.. he hadnt arrived with the team..

then entered the stadium... with lots of expectations.. in seeing a worldwide famous stadium.. but was disappointed in seeing a typical kolkata building.. yeah too weary one with lots of pan all over the stairs... but as i reached the gallery.. the view of the ground was too amazing.. making me forget others....

gallery hadnt been filled... so sat in many places trying to find which could give me the best view.. and atlast choosed a comfortable one.. not too close/too far to the grounds ... so that could have a good view of the ground as well as the players.
slowly... the players started comming for warming up practice.. my gallery was 2 galleries away from the clubhouse/players dressing room..

the SA players started their warming up before our gallery.. while the indians at the opposite ends.. could have a look at all their players and the funny way they were warming up...
then the TOSS, whenever DADA entering the ground.. the crowd was cheering at high pitch.. the wisteles.. the horn blows.. running in the gallery with the big flag.. face paintings... and lots of other ways of cheering the team.. wow.. this is what i wanted to experience in a live match...
the live view of the various TV Commentators in the pich.. doing a pitch report.. , captains inspecting the pitch.. all these small small things.. which we used to watch in TV.... was a real diff exp..
the crowds roar was getting into me.. with the first ball of the match being bowled and the first wicket falling in the second ball itself..
just was missing the commentary, and the action replays.. was able to get the glimpse of the ball only when the wicketkeeper was throwing it high in joy after his catch.. (really TV is better in these things ;-)... with the commentry missing.. it was like watching a movie in mute... the crowds roar & cheering was compensating a lot for this...

Missed the TV Action Replays when each wicket was falling... especially the superb wickets which fell as the Middle Stumps.. cha.. oru second.. ball varadhey therila.. stump mattum parakudhu...

then.. Kallis century was another exciting moment in the crowd.. the way they cheered him... made me think.. was these ppl who reacted in Ind Pak test match and Ind vs SL worldcup..

seeing couple of gud catches,bowleds... a century.. was satisfied a lot.. in wasting(?) the weekend over there ;-)

had planned to leave the ground in TEA break itself.. thinking that.. test match would be testing the patience.. but it was just opposite.. njoying each and everymoment in the ground.. decided to watch the entire days play..

the funny part was.. if we could watch the bowlers reaction fully.. you'l miss the batsman in action..... then if you switch to the batsmans reactions.. you'l miss the fielders ... it was real fun for me.. switching my concentration from one to the other.. for each ball..

whenever our DADA dived even for a silly ball.. or missed a simple fielding the crowd was cheering him with roars of DADA & blowing horns.. but when poor bajji or veeru tried thier best but left the ball to the boundary.. everyone scolding them badly..

there were many college gangs here and there over the ground... trying their best to make MEXICAN WAVES (yeah the sameone you could see more in a football league..) .. made me feel that.. chennai-la irundha.. oru match-ku poi kalaki irukalam....

then with kolkata's climate.. 4:30 it started to became dark and the flood lights were on.. and my wishes of watching the eden in flood lights was also granted ;-)
a 14*15 matrix was one flood light post.. (sat and counted it :) heheheehhe) eventhough.. the umpires decided to end the days play..

sari.. play mudinjadhum polamnu paartha.. the rest of the SA players came for the days practice and the indian players started warming up.. again it was the SA players who were near our gallery.. now with the crowd dispersing.. i went near the fence near the boundary line.. i could have a clear glimpse of all...

with the flood lights on.. players comming in thier colorfull dresses.. it was a superb view..

then left the ground around 40 minutes after that....

an Unplanned,Exciting & Interesting Day i had.... with a satisfaction that one of my wishes of visiting Eden and seeing a cricket match .. had been fullfilled...