My 100th Post - My precious

It is a very very special moment for me and as I write this I just feel the whole history of my blogworld race through my mind. Blogging has never been easy and I realized it takes more than passion to write to come out with highly creative and readable ones that not only me but many others can enjoy. It is a tiring job too, one that demands constant care and scrutiny and bit of love.

hoW it alL begAN:

"Blog" was as alien to me when I started writing my first post as the word "RSS", "Widgets" are now. It was Ramakanth (my ex college mate) who after reading my article about our trip to NIT Warangal suggested : Why don't you have a blog or something? You write well. Tadaan..the rest they say is history.When I first began I wanted to keep it an secret affair, a online personal diary kind of a thing. But few posts later I realized maybe bit of publicity within my friends circle won't be a bad idea. Also I wanted this to be a place where I can have every damn thing ranging from my job, my family, my reviews, my dvd’s , my books etc and actually it is the last one I mentioned was my real impetus. Then something else struck me, why not have a few more people to lend their voices and add some more flavor. This led me to coalition with Ms.Talkative, Laddoo, SwamiNaidu (henceforth will only be referred as Venkat, for reasons not yet known) and my bro (prat). After a lot of coaxing and making some mild threats they finally penned down some posts. But eh when there is force, there is resistance, when there is resistance there is unwillingness,here there is unwillingness there is boredom and well hellava dust gathered before I began the second round.

But during that initial time I felt like being possessed and more often than not I had series of blogs on one topic and devoted a lot of time too in making edits, coloring, embedding image etc. Always made sure there was humor in it so as to have that re-read value. It is after coming to Bangalore that my writing took a terrible. I was running out of ideas and that was mainly because for the first time I realized I missed some support, some sort of encouragement, some pat on the back or anything. I felt neglected and lost interest which would have continued if not for my guilty conscience.

Ms.Talkative on her part somehow spared sometime during that period and made some comments and also posted one of her own – a rib-tickling hilarious post about her frustration with her team mate who went onto concoct some bizarre story as an excuse for not getting her one small lousy damn rubber (I will try to translate it in the native language sometime following this day). And then Harry Potter happened and I wanted that special moment to be captured in my blog and I feel extremely proud of myself for doing that. The Day Before the H-Day, Was it worth the Wait? – sigh…can’t believe there isn’t going to Harry Potter no more.

Too bad I couldn’t capture many of the M&E Dashboard (my first ever project in Satyam with one of the best team mates I could have asked for). After a long time surprising myself I have come out with another “series” – Elsevier to the Rescue (sequel) (melancholic and nostalgic too…) just before our team’s final break-up and separation.

Apart from that coming to the site in general I had statcounter for a while which well kept the stats of the people who have visited my blog. Then I had to remove it seeing I was the only one who was making it tick. I made some changes to what my blog represented and also removed contributors from the RHS, added ‘My Fellow Bloggers’ and ‘Links’ section. Now am planning to have a map kinda thing that maps the locations of the people who make a visit here and then have more video blogs, photos etc. Will be more regular now, try to pen in general things too and not make it more personal thingy.

I for one don’t am against the hype about numbers- 100 days 100 centers, No.1 Best Seller, No.1 collections throughout Indian history etc..etc.. but this one time I can’t fightback the temptation to shout :

HIP HIP.. HURRAH!!!! HIP HIP.. HURRAH!!! HIP HIP.. HURRAH!!!

P.S: Well I have made a round up of all the posts from no.1 to 100 and have come to realize Ms.Talkative is a very talented gifted writer. I just wish she keeps her promise that she would post again.

An OpenLetter to UNIQUES...

baap re...blogging to chachi potunna...blog cheddam annapudu rayadaniki mood radu, raddam annapudu blog cheyya budi kadu. so dani pakkana petti oka chinna letter raddam le ani modalu petta ade ma batch andariki adi maree peddagai poyindi...so blog ga convert chestunna ...


Hello Everyone....

What better way to start another year than seeing the Indians trounce Paki's off the cricketing trough marking the arrival of young generation of cricketers and this might as well signal the end of 10 K players (Sachi,Drav,Gangu). Phew!!!Nothing better....

No matter what path one has taken ultimately we have all landed up in SDC (excepting two) and everyone is in some or other project. Of all the things that we have gone through Mr.Hirani's episode stands out the best. "The world is like a mirror.." so he began and we knew right then there was an extremist at our end speaking for the voiceless, fighting for justice, defying authority, giving a damn about the consequences or in simpler terms a nut crack who couldn't hold his mouth little longer only to see himself kicked outside :D . A great entertainer nonetheless. I admit initially I thought the first phase of training is just waste of time. I mean what the heck have I done knowing SE, C,Data Structures - binary sort , heap sort, dung sort,this sort that sort...Computer Organization etc. Note: I don't mean to offend those who loved these and topped them.

I feel the same even now but I guess in some ways having such training bridged the gap between transition from the college days to corporate crap. The ppts gave us a chance to engage the class even more.It just has all the right ingredients. Begging to let the teacher stop and give lot of breaks, playing pinball, listening to music, sweating for the exam, copying , worrying about the LOC's (aint mattered at all) and thinking about exit panel, celebrating birthdays, forming our own coterie, dumb charades, antakshari , on and on it went. To top it all came the group activities and sadly of all the three times I was part of the groups we were beaten by much better teams. Man, what an experience that was.

It just brought out the hidden talents in some of us , I mean Ranjit can as well walk into studio for the next film shoot, Doc Goveas can take seating next to Harsha Bogle, Hrithik (Roshan) leading the laughter challenge III /IV ( I don't know...), Joy's singing capability.

What followed next was a cruel joke on us about a mystery project and the urgent requirement to see us getting into Royal Bench getting something close to a training under Raghvendra. After a month and half or so of orkutting, surfing net, watching movies, group by group started branching out leaving some of us happy and some of us tensed.

Feelings of anger, frustration, neglect, inferiority complex, something similar to how we felt seeing our fellow college mates getting recruited and you waiting for your turn to happen swept over us. I surely did. But remember:

Everything that has a beginning has an end
- Matrix

Happy or not that is left to you :D. Finally during time of campus placements at our college I was mightily impressed when one of the recruiters from Cognizant said "Here at Cognizant we don't need an event to celebrate anything will do". Well we ain't far behind, so here is the list of things that given time and place we can celebrate:

3 from Hrithik( 2 birthdays, 1 Laptop) 3 from Joy ('S' Rating, IDMF, Laptop)
2 from Deepti, Bhavya,Amit,Gnana ('S' Rating, Project)
1 from Ms.Ponnan ( 4 month into the marriage and still going... ain't no easy task at times of infidelity and divorces...)
2 from Ganesh (MCAD Certificatoin, Project)
2 from Suhas (his trip, Project) (GROUP Parties...)
1 each from IDMF Team
1 each from DRM Team 1 each from Pre-sales department 1 from the rest whosoever is left over...

Well that's all folks, let's not fight now about who wants to give first. Everybody will get their chance and let's discuss this in civilized manner :D . We will have some moderators who can decide the time,venue and place. On a lighter note, it is been a great joy being part of batch of 588 and getting to know such diversified people and mindset. I feel no other field would offer a wide variety of candidates from different parts of the country, so every time someone goes off to his place we get to eat their local varieties and experience different palette altogether.

Wish you all a great success going forward ... Projects come projects go but what remains are the beautiful memories and this batch has provided a lot.

Regards,
Karthik
Signing off ,
Bangalore,
Uniques

Beautiful Song...

In the last one year after 'Manasa' from Munna I am completely blown over by 'Jil Jil Jiga....' from Happy Days. I mean after hearing the song I felt at last here is someone who looks like has been in college and has done a fantastic job capturing the essence of college life in 270 seconds or 4 and a half minutes. I became nostalgic listening to the songs and going back to the college time. Jash's words came back to me : "This certificate, the degree, the marks sheet, ...these are all piece of papers...the real life was in the journey not the destination...the years of engineering...the life we had..."

Man I could feel my heart clench and the pulse beating hearing those words. How much more plain can it be? Coming back to the song, it is different. "different" a word that lost meaning in Telugu film industry each claiming it is different that others. And this was one of the other things that put my fellow buddies at unease and they just want me to shut-up when I start off because they know what is coming next. But for the sake of readers I will just brief it up in one line : " The most unrealistic feature of the telugu film industry today is it's representation of students in the college, the professors in it ..this bugs me to no end..." well that's all..I don't want to go on...

Coming back SECOND time to the song...

Podduna legaliiiiii, Snanam cheyyaliiiiiiiii
bussu ekkali, college kellalli

oooooooooooooooooh...oh.oh.oh.......oooooooooohoohohoho...
oooooooooooooooooh...oh.oh.oh.......oooooooooohoohohoho...

bathroom lo patalu, breakfast lo matalu
amma mundu wonderlu, nanna mundu blunderlu
pocket money ki tenderluuuuuuu.. uhuhuhu..

ika bassulakai waitingu,footboard lo fightingu
canteen lo meetinguuuuuuuuu....uhuhuhuuuuu ...(2)

oooooooooooooooooh. jil jil jiga ...jil jil jiga...oh.oh.oh.......oooooooooohoohohoho ...(4)

teachers to classulu, classulo massulu,
sms lo matalu, mms to patalu ...(2)

last bench seatingu, cell phones to gamingu,
interval ku waitinguuuuuuuu....uhuhuhuuuuu

last bench seatingu, magazines readingu,
interval ku waitinguuuuuuuu....uhuhuhuuuuu ya ya ya...

...jil jil jiga....jil jil jiga....eh....jil jil jiga...eh...

(for the urban and chic popule....)

Podduna legaliiiiii, Snanam cheyyaliiiiiiiii

IMAX lo cinemalu, morninglu matnilu,
alley lo bowlingu, food court lo datingu

ye pilla, What maaaan? , ne style ente ila...ne confirmation ila...
ye pilla ye pilla..nuvvu ila ila...ye pilla ye pilla..hey ,hey,

oooooooooooooooooh. jil jil jiga ...jil jil jiga...oh.oh.oh.......oooooooooohoohohoho ...(4)

ika bassulakai waitingu,bus stop lo chattingu,
waiting waitinguuuuuuuu....uhuhuhuuuuu ...(2)

podduna legali...e.e.e.e.....

This is an absolutely superb song to get back to those good old days. Eppudu period aipodda ani, canteen ku epudu veldam, asalu ivi koni rojulu levu. Last bench lo nenaithe na novels chedive vadini, inkondaru celll phone games, ikkada missaindi ante lunch box lu aipovadam. Hats off to who ever wrote the song and composed..You guys have reinforced the belief in me that not all the things that come out are thrash....

mere kuda chadivi vini anandichandi....