Frost At Midnite

In chennai for “weddings” – you get the point.

Primarily for one wedding – some one I have known for more than 20 years. We studied together since kindergarten and have been good friends. Not a big deal I guess. But since this guy, whom I fondly call Pappu, has been planning his wedding since time immemorial, it is a big deal. He has been telling us he will be married off at the end of his schooling. But that was 7 years back. After a really long time, lots of girlfriends and, hate to say it, a degree in chemistry, he gets married.

So we are all around to attend his wedding. Bj, coming down from blr, from his busy schedule, am here too, neeru already confused about what to wear, and sabari with his ‘yeah, so!?!’ attitude. Getting a gift for someone this known is difficult and we started a thread one mail for the same. But you know how that ends up. Finally neeru decides on something, we have no clue what, and Bj, takes up the task of going along with her to do shopping. I can’t because I chose not to. And then the plan is to meet up at my house and go but I don’t know how things are going to take place… will be updated later… for now… key notes:

I am not wearing a sari; neeru not very happy cos we aren’t co-operating; sabari will be there the venue directly; neeru not pleased; Bj coming down from blr and doing the shopping; Bj scores brownie points with neeru!

Am sure he is going to get busted tomorrow though.

*Update29-2-08 2:45AM*

All is well.. Am too happpy.. not as much due to the wedding, but more due to all the fun i had…Met a friend i hardly get to meet(an absolute darling!), petrified of bikes -i still managed to stay put on a realllllyyyy fast ride, met the good old gang every single day,loafed around in the city at 1AM, took an auto ride at arnd 12AM, stood under a street light for hours,sat on the footpath, made enough noise to wake up security in the neighborhood sometime past midnite, got some nice verbal abuse in good old Tamil(ther is always something new to learn)… sneaked into my house, not disturbing anyone but those online…. Chennai always has soooo much to keep me happy!!!!! tmrw, again party at the park sheraton.. probly shoudl get atleast 4 hrs sleep today.

Absolutely in love with my life when in Chennai! all the highs it gives.. absolutely sloshed with happiness.

Love makes man want to do the most insanest of things.

I am not supposed to be saying this – I have been warned by Sail. Of course, you know Sail!

As cranky as I can be, I have fallen in love with Sail, or so I claim. It is so much fun to torture her with my love. When we, my sister and I, were small, we expressed our love in the most ridiculous manner – we played WWF or Jurassic park.. Sigh…!!!! With Sail, it is just an “I love You” and the woman swoons as if I were demented and pleads for mercy! So afraid of the social taboos and impression that people may get.

Now this is the story – Valentine’s Day Special!

I bought Sail earrings – Chandelier earrings that cost 150 rupees, pink ones with a little heart right in the middle as a Valentine’s Day gift. Then I plan to celebrate Valentines Day with her. All cos I Love her! She may twist the truth to sound like she bought them herself and I do not know from where she got them and the like. Nevertheless, I did my part – drew pink hearts on her desk, made a little paper heart with a pink post-it and wrote her name on it. Then finally went around saying this to almost everyone. Bombarded by my love, she remains silent and does not wish to comment! But I know in my heart of hearts that she does love me!

Now what isLove when you cannot proclaim it in public… Sailuuu….. I Love You….

PS If I am fired for harassment, she is to blame but I will still love her! : )

Anyone who is someone on the internet these days will know of a concept called PR – page rank. Now if you think that I am going to be writing technical stuff, don’t read ahead. I charge a lot per page of any kind of paper work, technical paper or documentation or love letters.

Now, PR! So the whole of internet works on this concept apparently and then there are the search engines who use it to deliver results. Now lets use Wikipedia, to understand how this concept works.

When you think about how this works its pretty amazing. Imagine how this would correlate to in the wake of humans or those who believe in karma, and learning through lifetimes. You will be giving and receiving the karma points from people that you associate with.

So, if you think about it, every good deed you do you get karma points, but every good person you associate with also should get you karma points. And as is in the overall human nature, we will want to attain and retain as much good karma as possible. And therefore logically we should be associating with the people with good karma.

Ever wondered why your manager has his friends amongst other managers, or the cheerleaders always herding together or the most brilliant students hanging out together or the drunks always making a fool of themselves together. This concept explain all of it.
In school, it is most prevalent. You don’t study well, most students don’t want to be near you. You study exceptionally well, the top 2 percentile of the class are your friends. You’re an average student, you get to be with everyone. This is how it works. People want to associate with themselves – people like them. Primarily because if you are looking at like minded people chances are you have almost the same karma, and your thoughts don’t differ much. Therefore there is peace around and you don’t waste your karma in trivial arguments.
Now what happens if you were to be in differentiated company. Karma would be dispersed. If you have higher karma then you would disseminating a part of it to the betterment of your acquaintances and also wasting a part of it if you fall into rifts.

I cant think about how much karma I have lost, but I definitely am not gaining any!!! : ( depressing thought makes me want to stop this post. Nevertheless, that shouldn’t stop me from bettering my karma score. Like Anusha always says, I will get a better deal next time.

Its that time of the year again! Valentines day not like I have a major plan neither am I planning to celebrate it. Year over year valentines day has some really special memories for me and I cherish them. They have thought me so much from tears and smiles.

Year after year the fourteenth of February continues to be special. First it was the fourteenth of February of 2004. A very special valentines with two special men in my life, BJ and Sabari. Thanks to BJ and his ever lasting pervert talk, I ended up pouring a realllllyyyy hot glass of black coffee over my lap!!! It goes without saying that I still blame him for it. This event made me swear not to order another cup of hot coffee ever again! And to not listen to BJ when he is in his element! That valentines made me take a sick leave from college for a whole week due to burn injury. But BJ, the nice guy that he was, got me the entire set of friends to watch and dropped most of the days to check on me. I learnt that BJ was not evil afterall. But he definitely is not god’s gift to mankind.

The next year, on the fourteenth of February, on our way to the bus stand, after bunking college, I, off the ten other people, get knocked down by an auto rickshaw. Dhiraj picks a fight with the auto driver and all that, Heena aunty cant stop laughing, and I could not feel my right side, waist and below! Getting home and limping away to glory, only to be asked why and having narrated the whole incident to mom and grandma, lots of sympathy and angry and concerned uncles visiting and poor dad making fun to relive himself of sadness of me in pain, I learnt I lived in a family, which I cry, would to war. The family which would actually be on their toes to cure me of the cold and would go to any extent for making me smile. Blessed is how feel in their midst. No amount of words can describe my family. ( I am mallu and family here refers to my maternal family, will cover the other side sometime) I also learnt that if I ever count on someone for any help, Dhiraj and sanjay and Vikram would always be there and vinay would reach the moment he gets to know! Its like he gets carried by the wind or something. And heena , its always said that the people you are close to, you laugh whenever they fall and then you help them out. That’s how we are.

The following year, I cut my hand in a stupid careless kitchen fiasco and still managed to make my valentines eventfull with some observing at besant nagar beach with sabari. The very next day, my boss comes around and says, full moon nite, lovely beach, you and your good looking friend – I really cant believe your single! Like yeah! The good looking friend has been around for almost more than two decades now! I’d rather be single than date a friend.

The next year valentines was the worst!!!! All these years, whenever things went wrong there were always people who cared about you around you. This year no one was there with and I was down with my third attack of amoebiasis. That disease actually is extremely depressing to even think about for me. No one around and feeling as lonely as ever was not the perfect valentines!!!

Wonder what valentines 2008 holds for me. I am watching my diet just to be sure amoeba does not love me for sure!

This year has been mostly boring so far – not writing as much, let alone read –that habit has gone down the drain a long time back. I have spent two of the three weekends so far alone. And there are more to come for sure. It has started growing on me and I am beginning to like it too.

On one such lonely weekend, there are so many things to do. Like watching a telugu movie.Bommarillu! it is rather amazing that the movie, like most movies made in this country is a love story (discount mallu movies not starring dilip). And of course it has to be love at first or over the first cup of coffee! And then there is the portraying of the dad as a compulsive disciplinarian. And more importantly, the son who thinks ‘disapprovingly’ of this! Then it gets to the arranged marriage and the son gets engaged and then falls in love over a cup of coffee with a girl who he befriends. Interesting how the plot goes, the same story repeated over and over again and again. And then the girl comes to know, rather the hero confesses that he is engaged and then this girl goes ahead and encourages him to do what he likes, and falls in love with him. Now the girl, is of the friendlier kind, the type who is a friend to everyone even the paper boy, loafs around in the middle of the night and all that crap. I know of a few people and also belong to the same kind. But never in the whole time of being a friend to some one will you get to fall in love with a friend. It defies a certain rule of friendship, makes things complicated and then everyone around gets uncomfortable with them around, and not just hang around and have fun.

Then the boy’s dad gets to see his son rejoicing over the romance and all that and then there is mom who gets to know of this and is disheartened and all that. Then they agree to test the girl out and he brings her home and her probation is for a week. To know what happens later watch the movie.

Don’t know why children think they know better than their parents! I admit I love my parents and would jump into a well if they tell me to, not because I am the most obedient of all children, but more so because I trust them, blindly like some may say. Through my life I haven’t come across many who take their parents seriously, the attitude is more like prolonged teenage, where you rebel more than anything else. But from personal experience, take these people more seriously and you will realize how much they care for you. Your dad cares for you enough to show you the right career and how to make money and save it from tax, then there is mom, mom always knows best about everything. You know when some one comes and tells you that they love someone so dearly , I always wonder how can anyone love someone as much when they cant love their parents as much?!!!

Making such movies does not offend any of us, but it does make an impression on some one’s psyche. We tend to appreciate good movies, like taren zameen par, and talk loud and clear about how this is a good practice, creates awareness and all that, but then why do people not talk about such movies? There is no point in asking questions sometimes cos we know the answers most of the time. Even though we claim that a lot of people go to school and are educated, and nice big percentage is broad minded and getting along with the day and age, it is a minute, fraction of a fraction of this percentage that is literate. And when they know what is the difference they will appreciate it. But trying to ape and glorify the current fad of going around and having a girl/boyfriend aside, maybe movie makers should try and make movies about families; try and explore the nuances of parent-child relationship. Lets see if our film makers can handle that topic, maybe even the audience!!!