What goes around sure comes around

All the characters in this story are fictitious…any close resemblence with any personality living or dead is purely coincidential. 

 Every night after work Thopomapas would  have dinner in UP and sleep over in Delhi..He stayed with his friends from work  in a close knit(literally)  happy malayalee colony in Delhi that was  right across the border… Cross the road and you’d be  in another state.

The day Thopomapas and friends moved into the newly rented house was one tedious day b’cos it involved a lot of cleaning and staightening up.

The electrician had come to fix the newly purchased fans.Everything went smooth under the scrutiny and guidance of the “walking,talking (pretty loud too) guide book to any task under the sun” Mr.Apanapandupu.The other inmates lingered around the house wondering what task did the guide book leave out, which they could pretend to be interested in, before the guide book himself would take over sooner or later.

Supurepesh was obviously confused when he asked  ”hey yopogepeshwaparapan,those VIP frenchies u bought today were not for me???”

Yopogepeshwaparapan tactfully avoided the question by pretending to do his daily push-ups..”hey did anyone see where i left my dumbbells?”

Supubrapamapanipiapan ambitious as always  said “I’m gonna buy a cycle rickshaw..we cud save a lot on travel expenses….moreover I’d be proprieter cum driver cum cleaner cum  manager cum travel agent cum finance manager cum what not????Added benefits-no tax,no registation formalities,100% fuel efficient,eco-friendly,traffic friendly,stylish and ethnic…Old is Gold!! yeeha! and the best part is I could be a hero to those late-for-work hitch hikers* everyday….sigh!! “

After fixing the fans and the so-called switch boards, a long piece of hanging wire catches the attention of the skilled electrician…with flawless expertise and intuition that came from years of hard work as the colony’s highly sought-after electrician he suspects that someone in the neighbourhood could be drawing power from our supply..Evidently proud about his latest discovery, Hero cuts the wire and turns to the in-mates to acknowledge the expressions of utmost admiration and awe brought about by his heroic display of courage and  confidence in his job.

Everyone in the room lets out scornful smiles when Thopomapas comments “someone’s gonna miss today’s tv-serials”

With content minds and weary bodies the roomies decide to call it a day.

Scene 2-next day morning.same place.

Supubrapamapanipiapan wakes up to the not-so-soothing tone of Apanapandupu’s alarm clock.He does the Zombie walk to the loo and takes a leak.Turns the tap on and TA DA!! “ayyayo kadavule!! Thanni illeyaaaaa?????????” In sheer disbelief he tries the other taps next to it and the one at the wash basin. “CODE RED !! CODE RED !!”  The rest of the house hold wakes up..hmmm except Supurepesh of course.

“That jackass electrician cut the wire to the water motor!! ” Supubrapamapanipiapan exclaimes  with an emotion pretty incoherent…was it rage?grief?pain?agony? or just the  sense of loss over the 100 bucks we paid the electrician last night…”power theft!!!my ass!! thiruttu payyle!!! “

Eventually four of the machans sought solace with the girls next door who came to the rescue with buckets of water…”I want  my money back” demanded Supubrapamapanipiapan…”I’ll kill that rogue” Yopogepeshwaparapan grunted flexing his rippling muscles.The guide book wasn’t late to come up with his next instruction “I’ll show you what to do…all i need is a tester, a plier and some insulation tape” bubbling with enthusiasm. Thopomapas just drooped his head and mumbled “Me and my big mouth”

After about an hour the group spent, contemplating and finally tackling the crisis situation..Supurepesh wakes up and sleepily turns to the group “Hey macha…wats up?”

*conditions apply-offer open to only the female gender.age specifications : 20-25

Published in: on October 17, 2006 at 7:11 am Comments (10)

SAYONARA chennai…

man!do i miss chennai or wat!?? 3 months…thats pretty long enough to develop “chemistry” with a city..if u ask me…maybe cos it was a period of recovery and rehab for a mind that was tormented by trifles that really didn’t deserve the attention it enjoyed..

its suprising when you look back and realise how different  u’ve been and the transformations u’ve gone thru…how u’ve gradually changed influenced by the people whom u idolise..originality would have a whole new meaning…

some lessons u learn,in the end,makes u realise  u’ve been a jackass..hmmm to think abt it i guess i was quite a gud one too.. hehe.. but then everything comes with price tag right? what was in store in chennai was amazing…far beyond the  best plans i  could’ve made for myself…many a times we miss out on the greater things that are in store cos v cling on the little things that we value the most…but reassuring is the thought that there is Someone who is constantly watching over the bigger picture..

here are a few things that i miss the most

  • the balcony overlooking the city skyscrappers and the fishbowl where we grew a money plant…which was the first thing i’d see when i wud wake up and stare at.. my daily  5 minute vacation to places far far away…
  • 2 am bread and omlet at IIT chennai…or the cranberry technos at Ascendas…and the subs at pupil
  • late night..high speed drives on ECR
  • all the “paara paniyal” with roomies…and “vasantha akka” whenever she used to complain about left over food..
  • the luxury of tv,fridge,washing machine,pc wid broadband,landline n’ a maid..man!! TA-15 totally rocked…
  • walks on the beach in the night that was jus a stone’s throw from our flat
  • chilling wid the band from work…all those late nite practises (“late nite practises”?? sounded kinky!)that used to go on till 4 am..staying awake on the lemon tea from the vending machine that tasted like soap water..c’mon it was free!!
  • powerhouse…the place to be…the church in the mall..
  • the bike rides…which eventually i put a pause to…after my famous swan dive stunt…
  • the endless list o beach-side restaurants..MGM was the best of it all..rohit’s b’day was a blast! kabab court wasn’t bad either..
  • above all the people who were priceless…fijichan,aju bhai, tobychan, akka, ash, pocha, suja, timmy n’ fly  ,shainochan,aloy,the band, the PH gang, Bhai’s gang,KIT gang …as i was saying…there is a lot that has been rubbed on to me from all these people..saluuuuuute!!
  • oops how can i forget…free scooty pep rides..back from training with ash,pocha  n’ shwetha

“never hold regrets that good times are not there to stay..be grateful that gud times have been there and better times are yet to come”

                                                                      ancient egyptian proverb.

ps-actually i made that up 2 mins bak..

Published in: on October 16, 2006 at 1:40 am Comments (21)

making of another amateur blogger

hey people….i never thought i’d start blogging…never thought i’d have the time,the patience and the creativity it takes to make a blogger…anyways…i’ve jus got so much time at my disposal….thanx to the ongoing chaos between my off-shore delivery manager and the resourcing team…I get to use some punjabi kudi’s terminal in the forenoon cos she’s got the afternoon shift..hehe…though i used to keep a journal back in college…to which i owe a lot…cos thats wat kept me sane all through..atleast i thought so…guess its for my friends to say…anyways…if it was not for all that venting out of all that confusion,hate,anger,turmoil and what not…i wud’ve flipped!!guess we’re all teenagers sometime time or the other..rite?so here i am in my office…in  rummy sharma’s cubicle(i wonder who….know it cos of the name plate on the table) …starting my very first blog ever!! let this moment go down in the pages of history now and forever,once and for all,and let all men and women of all ages,nations,castes and creeds  read it and know i finally acknowledged and accepted the fact that i am bored outta my skull  and decided to do something about it…let me at this auspicious occasion enjoy the privilege to salute the people who inspired me to start blogging..the presdigitator,bluesaze,daedalus,tux,soori.. maybe its jus that i was the only EXTREME! guy who wasn’t extreme enuf to start a blog…so he we are!! GO EXTREME!!(hey for those unfortunate  lowly mortals who are still wondering wat EXTREME is…it was a gang o 5 and half  BIG TIME..when i say big time i mean big time..losers  from bak in college…who really thought they were EXTREME…i hope u get the scent of sarcasm in the air.. courtesy-”Harold and Kumar go to white castle” and a few swigs o mountain dew at midnight from the college canteen.)

As of now I don’t know how long this would last cos sooner or later the company might realise that it ain’t that gud to hire systems trainees who do nothing better than eat free food,enjoy the liberty of using anonymous cubicles,use the CUG to talk to friends in offices across the country(neat huh?) ,hang around at the coffee vending machine as if they own the place,use the restrooms so often to make room for the next few cups of coffee,yapp,and finally get back in the evening to relish the luxury of the fully paid guest house..and order for some home delivery junk food….LIFE IS GOOOOOOOD!!guess this might be just the brighter side of being on the bench…guess the monotony gradually creeps in and as in most cases is a killer!!still the brighter side is ….thats wat motivated me most to start this blog…sheesh!lunch time!!gotta get ahead in line…cathya later…

Published in: on October 13, 2006 at 12:04 pm Comments (4)