Making history in the Bullring.....

When you have nothing to lose and everything to gain, thats when you create miracles.....same was the case with 11 men over the past three and a half days...The Indian team, starting the test series as overwhelming underdogs has shown that even the bites of an underdog hurts....The south african team were cock a hoop before the test, asking for pitches with pace and bounce...Well, as the saying goes....Be careful what you wish for...On a lively pitch where the batsmen struggled, Indian bowlers, lead by an eccentric but excellent pacer from kerala (Ahem..Ahem...) taught the proteas bowlers a lesson or two on how to bowl...and the rest as they say is history....For all the ganguly fans out there...See how Team India's fortunes took an about turn as soon as Dada joined the camp? (Is fate conspiring for Ganguly?) anyways...if keeping him gets India to win, why the heck not? Well...well begun is half done...There is one week before the next test starts...For once India has more answers than questions...In the batting of Ganguly, Laxman, Zaheer and VRV Singh and in the bowling of the hungriest pace pack seen in recent times, India can place their trust...One thing that pricks me in all this is Sachin's bad run....If only he too blossoms into runs...Well, two tests more to go...plenty of time for him to hit top form...Hope India does not do the "India Act" again and somehow manage not to win this series...Come on guys....you are in the driving seat now...don't let SA crash this honeymoon wagon...I am not greedy enough to ask for a 3-0 clean sweep of the series...Just win the series...and you will have told us that the trust of one billion was not misplaced.....

Hope

One of the movies that I might have never seen if it wasn't for IITK is The Shawshank Redemption. For those who have not seen it, It's about a guy breaking out of a prison. No big deal you might say. But it is a cult movie of sorts. You will have to see it to feel it. Anyways, there is a small dialogue in that movie which has been quoted often on many occassions. It goes something like this, "Hope is a good thing, maybe the best thing there is and no good thing ever dies". This holds a lot of meaning in our daily lives. When you are fed up with your job, it is the hope of a good weekend that drives your week. When you see Indian Cricket team losing continuously, It is the hope of a Sachin Century that makes you tune in every time there is a match. It is hope that makes the world go round. Hope for a better tomorrow....This was a intro to what comes next....Yes, I am here with another poem. No prizes for guessing the topic. After all, after giving such a lecture on Hope, I won't be presenting a poem I have written on Osama Bin Laden. So here it goes....A poem titled 'Hope'

Night is gone
Brilliant rays of sun chasing away the demons of darkness
Light and warmth starting to fill the dark emptiness
Just like a smile lights up a dark face,
All uncertainties are about to be erased
Doubts, like storm clouds, darkening the sky
And Hope, like nine suns leaves the clouds behind.

Hope, is a strange thing
Quite marvellous are its doings
Making a long wait bearable
Making deepest secrets sharable
Tells us to go forward and not look behind
Yes, it is the only thing of its kind.
It might be too faint for others
But for the ones who hope, it lasts a hundred years

Hope to meet a long lost love,
Hope that someone is watching from above
Hope to hear just three little words
Makes life far better rather than worse
When new dawn brings new life
And new rays of hope to get over the strife,
With new beginnings and new turns,
The flame of hope still burns.
It is this hope and nothing else
Which will be by your side if noone else.
Hold on to the Hope and you shall see
The new dawn is the brightest that shall be.

The Fire Within

"Burn with Passion without ever burning out". This sums up Antaragni...the IITK Cultural Festival..."the time" to be in IITK and for the IITians(boys especially), also described as "do din ki chaandni". The whole campus fills up with colours(of all kinds)..there is electricity in the air...Some great people take their yearly bath during this time....haircuts...wardrobe changes....Its Antaragni Time...The allure of Antaragni is strong enough and the experience unforgettable enough to pull IITK Alumni from all parts of the nation. I am no exception..so I was there...Morning of Thursday November 2nd, I met an old friend again.... Kanpur Railway Station...Although I had sworn that I hate Kanpur the minute I set foot on the railway station the first time, like many relationships, the hate slowly turned into a quiet liking....When you have to sit in the railway station for 12 hours waiting for your train, you tend to notice the finer details...the smells of hot pooris being made...the sounds of haggling with the porters...the sight of people waiting for their delayed trains with infinite patience...all this was brought back on that day. The excitement had already overtaken me even before I had reached the IITK Campus...and once I entered the campus, it was like I never left...the same energy in the atmosphere...the banners and other decorations..the sign boards..Well, I was back. One thing notorious about IITs is its gender ratio. For every 100 males, there are like 10-12 non males.(Did I forget to mention that the female species is almost extinct at IITK?). Well, thats why Antaragni holds such a high place in the hearts of all IITK boys...for 2 days they get to see what they are missing and in that two days, they try to live their whole life. If you are a pretty girl in IITK at Antaragni time, I assure you, you will face no difficulties at all...For travelling there will be any number of chaffeur driven bicycles at your beck and call. For food, just point and ask, there will be someone eager to take you out for lunch. You just have to sit there and look pretty. You will make the life for some poor IITian. Other than these obvious reasons, another heavyweight at Antaragni is its Proffessional Night. This time it was Euphoria. It is only fair to say they didnt dissappoint. Living up to every expectation I had, singing all the great songs...Its the second time I was seeing Euphoria perform live and I gotta tell you...Theres nothing else like it. And then the next morning, everything is back to normal...people are rushing to classses...banners and decorations being taken down and last of the pretty ladies leaving for their own campuses...But its not about how long it was...Its all about how it was...Its about living to the fullest in the 2 days you get...Its about collecting memories that will last you till the next Antaragni....Its about burning with Passion without ever burning out.

Expecting the Unexpected.....

Hey there folks....thanks for missing me....I know its been a while since i gave words to my random thoughts in my blog. Well...I've been busy.....coping with the unexpected and trying to make the most out of it has almost become the norm of life...One fine monday morning I get a call saying that my boss wants to meet me in Noida and I need to fly there for a day..the operative words being "a day". I get all excited about joining the jet set life style folks....soon to be having breakfast in Berlin, Lunch in London, Tea in Tokyo and dinner in Denver...Next day morning I catch my flight to Delhi where i get my first bombshell...taxi charge to Noida Rs. 2000. You are forgiven if you thought i mistakenly put an extra zero in there. It was really Rs. Two thousand. Well, as I didnt know about any other option, I had to shell it out in crisp 100 rupee notes. I reach Noida and wherever I look i see an HCL office. First went to sector 16. Then i came to know that i was meant to go to sector 60. Took a rickshaw there and there too HCL has two offices....Somehow or the other I find my boss's cabin and that afternoon the second bombshell drops...I will not be able to go back by evening flight and will have to stay for 2 more days...Ah what the hell..I think...the next day at lunch, this 2 days gets extended to 10 days...I end up buying a new wardrobe and mobile charger.....One good thing that came out of this unexpected stay in Noida was the side trip to Kanpur...Man...I had almost forgotten how fast DC++ was....Anyways..now I am back..in Chennai. My boss left me with a warning that such short notice long trips will be the norm of the future...So now i am preparing myself to expect the unexpected...Maybe this is how life works in the corporate world...I wouldn't know as I am still finding my feet in this new world.

Mi Amigo....My Friend...Mon Ami

Hello friends...its been some time since i wrote something here. It was a product of lack of good themes to write on and lack of time to write in. But when something interesting comes by, which catches ur attention, you tend to eke out time for its cause. Well same case here. You know how from the time we were little kids (well some of us still are...though we look older), we have been hearing that true friends are there with you in your troubled times.....and we heard about a fair weather friend who is there with us only during the good times...Well, I was reading Paulo Coelho's 'Zahir'....he has an interesting twist to the age old belief....he says and I quote "Our true friends are those who are with us when the good things happen. They cheer for us and are pleased by our triumphs. False friends only appear at difficult times, with their sad, supportive faces, when, in fact, our suffering is serving to console them for their miserable lives." This got me thinking....which is true...There are people who are with you in your happy times...when there are all smiles around....life is just fantastic...they laugh with us....joke with us...and everyone is happy....And there are people who come to us when we feel that the whole world is crumbling beneath our feet...some come with sympathy....some come with strength...some come with understanding....I feel that the kind Coelho mentions is the ones who come to us with sympathy....to show how much they care and how sorry they feel for you...I know those kinds...like hyenas....preying on a wounded soul....But don't ever do the mistake of mistaking someone's understanding of your situation as sympathy...doing that you might just lose a precious friend. When someone is ready to be silent with you when you are not in a mood to talk, hold on to them...they are your true friends....You might be thinking how i am going on blabbering on about friends and what authority do I have to talk on this topic? Well....I am an Aquarian....we have a habit of using the word friend quite frequently....Whoever i meet becomes my friend....theres no other way to describe them....I once had the misfortune to hear someone being described as " a profitable acquaintance". In my mind I still have the word in "What the hell does that mean" category. My friends are one thing that I treasure more than my life....so looking for profit or loss from person whom you are friends with, takes the friendship out of it and makes it mere business. So when you know that a person understands you more than yourself, is there with you in your happy and your sad times...treasure them...they are gods gift to you for being a friend.

God is Back...

"If Cricket is a relegion, Sachin is the god".In a country like India, Cricket is indeed a relegion more powerful than any other. Where relegion divides, cricket unites. Be it a Hindu, Muslim, Christian, Sikh or Parsi, when Sachin is flaying bowlers all around the park, there is a sense of oneness in their minds. A feeling that unites India ike none other. And noone brings out this feeling better than a dimunitive genius called Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar. Just think, how many other players are referred to all over the world by their first name? It is most of the times, Dravid, Ganguly, Laxman, or Agarkar. Rarely does someone refer to them as Rahul or Saurav and others even more rarely. But Sachin has always been Sachin. Since his broken nose on his debut tour to Pakistan, India has bled with him. Each time he is injured, the whole country prays for his quick and healthy return...because noone else does to them what he does. So it was no big surprise that India's opening match at the DLF cup was a real big match. It was the return of the god. We had all been waiting for the moment and it was well worth the wait. It was a statement to all those who said Sachin's best is behind him and he should consider retirement. It said to them "In your Face". Sachin was never one to respond to criticism or provocation through words, whether it be a bowler or a so called "expert" who is on the other end. He just lets his actions talk for him. You can ask one Shane Warne who initially said that he has drawn out plans for Sachin and later modified that statement saying that he has nightmares about Sachin. Or you can ask Henry Olonga or Andrew Caddick or Shoaib Akhthar....the list ges on. So this Innings was a statement...done in style.The only thing that spoiled the occassion was Rain and the @#$%^*& Duckworth Lewis System which seriously needs to be scrapped. But I don't care if India wins or loses as long as Sachin keeps scoring big hundreds. Rain may have played spoilsport here. But the signs are clear. If you thought that Sachin is over the hill....If you thought that he has nothing more to give to the game....you'd better wake up and applogize...Coz the God is back and he is here to stay for a long long time. Go Sachin......

Lage Raho Mamu....

Apun ne pichle satterday ko "Lage Raho Munnabhai" dekh dala...kya mast pikkchar hai mamu....Apni Sanju Baba aur Arshad ne kya mast acting kiyeli hai....maa kasam mazaa aa gaya..aur woh Vidya Balan bhi kya dikhti hai baap....ekdam dhinchak...Apun ko pikkchar mein sab se mast to hamara circuit hi laga...Koi bhi doubt ho na...circuit se pooch dal... "Abe Circuit..ye October 2nd kya hota hai?"..."Dry day hai bhai"..."Kyon"....."Bilkul idea nahi hai bhai....Lekin tension nahi lene ka....pata lagate hai na.." Abe agar Circuit nahi hota to Munnabhai ki to vat lag jaati...bole to "durgati" ho jaata...Har ek ki life mein ek circuit hone ka...nahi to kya life hai yaar...aisa koi honaich mangta jisse kuch bhi bol sake......dil khol ke jiske saath baat kar sake...Apun to bahut lucky aadmi hai...kyonki apun ki life mein to aisi logon ki koi kami nahi hai....Kya Maamu...apun bhi kya bake jaa raha hai...phaltu mein dimaag ka bheja fry...to hum baat kar rahe the pikchar ka...Apun ko pata tha ki baapu akha country ka father hai...lekin isme to baapu munnabhai ka bhi baap nikla...bande ne sahi acting ki hai...Aur gaane...kya mast gaane hai....pehliwali pikchar se bhi mast... Bande mein tha dum....Pal pal har pal...samjho ho hi gaya....lage raho munnabhai...sab ekdam dhinchak gaane hai...To apun sabse vinamr se bol rahela hai..jaake bhai ko dekh ke aane ka....Aur agar lucky singh type ka koi aadmi aapke aas paas ho to usse bolne ka.."Get well soon". To apun abhi chalta hoon...phir mulakaat hogi..tab tak..goodbye..goodnight..Sayonara...

Its Onam......

The festival that brings a flood of sights and smells into mind. The sight of the flower carpets...in newspaper photos (nowadays rarely do people lay it out on their courtyards)...the sight of posters of all the Onam special audio cassettes..(mostly mimicry cassettes like De Maveli Kombathu and Onathinidakku Puttu kachavadam). More than the sights, its the smells that appeal to me..the smell of new clothes...the smell of payasam boiling...the mixed smell of the Onam feast...I really missed Onam for the last two years....As coming from Kanpur to Kerala took about 52 hours on train (didnt want to waste dad's money flying), it was just not possible..In the first year of MBA we had an Onam celebration at IITK with all the mallus there...Although it was some 2 weeks after the real Onam, i didnt want to miss it (it being the mallu food that was prepared for that occassion. Getting good mallu food in Kanpur is like finding an Oasis in Sahara Desert...or maybe even harder). So I took advantage of the opportunity and reached promptly for the feast and had a good time....Last year we were planning to have Onam celebration on Onam itself. I was busy discussing about the activities that we should have on that day with the president of the malayalees association, who happened to be my wing mate. Little did I know that someone up there was watching me and saying,"Plan on dear boy...But I have something else in mind for you". About 3 days before the celebration, including the sumptuous feast and a Mohanlal Movie, I was diagnosed with Jaundice and promptly admitted at Health Centre IIT Kanpur. The Onam Feast for me was 4 bottles of intravenous fructose....Well the stint in the health centre is another story altogether...maybe I'll save it for another time..So this year I have vowed to make up for the 2 lost Onams...I'm off to Kayamkulam today...Monday and Tuesday leave...will start back to Chennai after the Onam feast..Mmm.....Just thinking about it makes me hungry...Let me go and grab a sandwich...Happy Onam to all my readers (using plurals instead of naming my readers gives an impression that there are a lot more of them). So catch u all later...

And I write poems too...

Hello all...If anyone has any misconceptions that my creative skills are limited to this blog only, I'd like to use this post to clear that....as the title suggests, yes I write poems too...I don't know when it started, but my first poem was titled "My Mistake"( it was not refering to my act of writing poems...and I'm not gonna tell you what it was about). Then after writing 3 or 4 poems on the evergreen topic of love, I matured as a poet (atleast I like to think so) and expanded my horizons to include topics like life, nature etc in my poems. If someone wants to read it, mail me I'll send them to you. (Ha Ha....whom am I kidding? Somebody wanting to read my wild ramblings....that was a good one). Anyways, there are atleast 2 people on this earth who reads everyone of my poems and has the ability to endure it without cursing me for wasting their time. So being the owner of a blog now, I thought that my poems should get published...atleast in my blog...as I am too lazy to type up all the old ones, I thought I'd spare my readers and expose them only to the latest quirks of my creative cerebellum...or was it cerebrum??? Aaah who cares..So here you go..my latest work..titled...Regrets

Moments in Life,
Come and go by.
When your heart tells you to go ahead
Speak your mind without being afraid
But then your brain kicks in
All the doubts and fears start to set in
You ignore your heart and keep the silence
Though after sometime it stops making sense
But then you fear whether the time has passed
For you to let out all the feelings you have amassed.
These thoughts draw your silence longer
And the longer it gets, it becomes harder
Then one day you realize
How foolish you were when you thought you were wise
The time that you had just ran out
And you were left waiting without a whisper, leave apart a shout.
And now the words come pouring
With all the love, hurt and pain you were bearing
And then it starts-Regret
Of not speaking out when time was at your beck
Because all that you say after it all ends
Are just words without meaning,
Sounds without sense.


So thats all for now folks, do let me know how much you liked it (or didn't like it)....

The days are just packed......

There was a time when I had a routine in my life...but that was long back...when i was in school, to be exact. Get up, get ready, have breakfast and off to school. Come back, chill out, study, dinner and off to bed. Then came the college where there was no such thing as a time table that was followed. Well, if teachers don't need a routine, why the heck should we? That was the beginning of the spot decision kind of life. No class in the afternoon....next second comes the decision...cricket...or a movie...That was a really fun time of life..then we moved into the IIT. IIT is about 10 times my engineering college..so i compensated by making my life 10 times routineless...nightouts- both for academic and counterstrike/age of empire purposes became the norm of the day and if not night outs then it was playing tennis at 3 in the morning. Well IIT never sleeps is another matter altogether. At whichever time you decide to take a stroll through the campus, you will find people on the road, lovebirds, junkies, bhasad groups and what not. That was a time when we could never have enough time to do everything...something was always left undone..and most of the times it was studies..kya hai yaar...padhaai to har jagah hota hai...har jagah aisi LAN thode milta hai...to poora utilise karo facilities ko...Maan..I miss those times....when we used to swear by DC++..the omnipotent..the provider of all needs...the ultimate..And now it seems life is coming in a full circle...Something like a routine creeping into my day to day activities...Get up at 8...thanks to a wakeup call full of love...get ready by 9. Reach the bus stop by 9.15, take a share auto from there to bus stand..catch bus no. 15B to office. Reach office by around 10.30 and get going with the daily grind. Return to flat after dinner by 8.30. Sit in front of the PC...gaming...browsing..watching TV (that too on PC)...till 10. From 10-11 phone calls..Another stint of gaming (Currently Return to Castle Wolfenstein) for half an hour and then off to bed you go. for(i= monday; i<= friday;i++) (For any computer illiterates out there...and i know there is atleast one reading this, this means repeat from monday to friday).Then comes saturday and sunday when miraculously one day shrinks to 12 hours. I don't know how but before i realise, the weekend is over. Due to this grind, the one off break gains utmost importance. And such a break is just round the corner for me...next weekend..Onam...am going home on friday...am damn happy :D. I make sure that every month I have something to look forward to. Now i have my activities planned till november. God and boss relenting, I will have a small break each month. Touchwood. So thats all guys...One last thing before i end this post...this thing about routine being necessary..is way over rated. There is no fun like being the creature of the moment. Ride on the wings of your fancy...be dynamic..do what your heart tells you to...do everything before you get shackled in the chain called routine.

Aamchi Pune..

I'm back. Been a while since i visited these areas of the world wide web. But renewed resolution not to let my blogging go my dairy writing way, I'm back. Last week was a welcome break from the daily routine of office to home to office. With gods of time showering blessings on human kind (especially the employed human kind) in form of consecutive holidays on 15th and 16th owing to our Independence day and Shri Krishna Jayanti and these holidays falling just one day after the weekend, this meant that for the ones looking for a long due break, taking one day leave meant a vacation of 5 days. Now there's an offer you cannot refuse...So I took it. My boss was kind enough to grant me leave (might be due to the fact that for some days before the weekend, i reached home at 2 in the morning. Well thats a different story altogether.) So as i had planned well in advance for the vacation, I caught the first flight on the weekend to Pune. A long overdue visit to see my bro and his friends at the esteemed medical establishment, Armed Forces Medical College (AFMC). My mom and dad was there already. So it was like a family reunion at Pune. Pune is a really cool city. All the facilities of Mumbai minus the hustle bustle. Lots of places to hang out and a wide range of eateries, ranging from pure kerala food to Thai food at "Banthai". Then for people of my age (especially males), going from Chennai to Pune gives your eyes a pleasant exercise with all the beautiful scenaries there (if you know what i mean). As a practice, whenever i visit Pune, there are a few places that I always visit.

One, Burger King with its amazingly tasty burgers

Two Jaijalram bookstall at FC road for its amazingly cheap indian edition books

Three One or more of the multipexes for obvious reasons

Four, the vada pav vendors near the railway station for their best in the world vada pavs. Vada pavs from bombay pale in comparison to the ones that you get in Pune.

All this, a treat for the AFMC P2 batch gang and roaming with my bro took up 4 days and my vacation was at an end. Well, time really flies when you are having fun. Now its 2 more weeks and I'm off to home for Onam, the festival of festivals for malayalees around the globe. Its always great when you have something to look forward to. Thats what keeps life going on. When you have nothing to look forward to in your life, then you are not living, you are just existing. Anyways, I had fun and am waiting for my next visit to the coolest city in the world thats..Aamchi pune.

God Bless Orkut Büyükkökten

In case you didnt know who the above mentioned guy is, then you might be one of the 5 people left who is not aware of the gods gift to mankind called orkut. This guy is a google employee and is also the father of orkut. Its not that we didnt have such sites before. If I am not wrong, there was something called hi5 even before orkut came into the scene. But nothing changed the way you keep in touch with friends like orkut. Today you can easily stay in touch with all your friends even the ones from school with whom you had almost lost touch. Its a sheer pleasure when you search a long lost friend's name in orkut and end up in his/her profile. First there were letters, then there was the e-mail and now we have orkut scraps...the easiest way to stay in touch with your friends network. Well, leave apart mails...I know people who use orkut scrapping as an alternate to Yahoo Messenger or Google Talk..when the scraps touched around 1000 with around 50 friends, you know its not orkut scrapping, its orkut chatting...Another beautiful feature is its birthday reminders..As long as you login each day to orkut, you never miss an important birthday...Well, stay in touch with old friends, meet new ones, join like minded people in communities..all this eats quite a bit of your time...As a result of this, most companies have banned orkut access through the office machines..I'm one of the lucky few in my company who has access to orkut..and I intend to make full use of it. So lets hear it for the worlds best web site...Hip Hip...Hurray...

Its a Magical World

Even before it gave me my first salary, HCL gave me something more wonderful. During the 2 weeks we spent at Vadapalani office Library waiting for our fates to be decided by the management, I discovered the magical world of Calvin and Hobbes. The little boy and his imaginary(?) tiger took me to their world...a world of spaceman spiff and transmogrifiers...of calvinosaurus and tracer bullet...of calvinball and wild whacky imagination...I was enthralled and mystified. Its my request to all those who have not yet met this little 5 year old devil, you are really missing something. Just start reading from the material available on the net. Within no time, you will be addicted and will want more and more of his inncocent imaginative pranks. Whether it is grossing out susie by describing his lunch or testing his mom's patience with his tantrums before a bath, you just can't help but loving him. Then when you think that he is all energy and no thinking, comes a few words that make you see him in an altogether different light.

"I'm Significant...!!"..screamed the dust speck

"Sometimes I think that the greatest proof that life exists outside earth is that they have never tried to contact us"

These words make anyone think for a minute. Seeing the world through a 5 year old's eyes is not a thing that you get to do often in life. So I have started saving...to buy the complete Calvin and Hobbes Collection...worth Rs.5300. So All you guys and gals out there...Take some time off to meet this kid..he might just change the way you see things around you...He sure did for me...So thats all for now...Catch u all later...Lots more to come...Watch this space..

Lobocraspis griseifusa

Reading fiction and watching TV serials ( not the Saas Bahu type), you pick up some strange nuggets of knowledge that amazes you and sometimes come real handy.... The heading of this post is the scientific name of a moth found in south east asia and this moth lives on just one thing....tears...Yes you heard it right..it drinks only tears for sustaining its life. Mostly it feeds of herbivorous mammals like Water Buffaloes. And do you know where i got this piece of information from?....." The Silence of the Lambs". Who said reading fiction has no value addition? Another useful tip that i got from a TV series named CSI is that grinning suppresses the gagging reflex. So if you are travelling and you feel like you are about to throw up, start grinning...it really works..I've tried it..Well thats something to start your day off after a nice weekend.

Me, Myself and Me Again

I wanted to give this blogging thingie a try for quite some time. But I was afraid that it would also go the way my decision to start regularly writing a diary went.Now I have 4 diaries with maybe 20 pages written among them. Each year I renew this promise to myself to be more regular and within a week, its all back to square one. But hey..I try. I was afraid that my blog might suffer the same fate. But you've got to try everything atleast once...Well not everything..but still..Going by this policy I have tried my hand at Music, Karate, Painting, Story Writing, Stamp Collection, following English Premier League and Formula 1 etc etc etc..Maybe later I will add blogging to this list...But till then, I promise to regularly update my blog and keep you all updated with whats going on in my life.

For anyone who is visiting this blog and does not know me yet, let me give you a quick introduction, My name is Venugopal K.G., I prefer to be called Venu. I completed my schooling from the best school on earth, Chinmaya Vidyalaya, Tripunithura. I did my B.Tech in IT from CoOperative Institute of Technology, Vadakara...We were the first batch there..Then i got bored of all the technical stuff and thought i should try something else..The result of that was an MBA Degree from IIT Kanpur...How I still miss IITK...DC++, Bulla Sessions..Night Phatta..."And If I had a choice...Yeah I'd always wanna be there...."..So from there the corporate world beckoned me and I joined HCL Technologies. Currently I am in Chennai and might be here for the foreseeable future..So that's about me...This ends my first posting..Lots more to come...Watch this space...