Friday, July 29, 2011

Confession

A Sunday afternoon… The clock read 2:40 pm and was still ticking…

‘My mom will have to start in another five minutes’.

I calculated the time I had to open up. I had to choose from either of the options: ‘Tell or Postpone’.

“What happened??” My mom’s voice got me back to the present.

“…” I swallowed a lump.

“You wanted to say something. Come on… go ahead.”

‘My mom looked too curious. May be she wouldn’t even speak to me after she hears me talk it out. Her eyes, which look so peaceful, would be filled with tears. Or she might never talk to me… Or she might even slap me… She might not even want me to stay at home… I might lose her once for all…’

“I have to get ready. It’s getting late.” She sounded a bit irritated.

‘She might become completely frustrated with me after I tell her. She might lose all the considerations that she has for me. She might hate me forever…’

“Come on speak up.” Her voice projected the pressure that was building in her.

‘Should I open up and spoil her mood?
Will I get a chance again like this time?
Can I afford to wait for another chance like this?
Should I speak up?’


I looked into my mom’s eyes. My eyes filled with tears.

I felt sorry for her. I felt guilty for going to hurt her so much. But I would never get a chance like this again in the near future… or may be even in my lifetime…

“Mom…” I swallowed a lump again.

Words stuck to my throat. My lips dried off and my body chilled.

“Yeah…” She sounded more irritated.

“Mom… I couldn’t help. I am sorry”. My voice broke. Tears rolled down.

“What are you talking about? You are scaring me.” She sounded worried.

I held her hands between mine; looked at her...

took a deep breath &spoke out…

“I am in love…”

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Rating Season



உயிரினும் மேலாய் மதித்து..
ஒவ்வொன்றாய் புரிந்து.. பயின்று..
பயன் பார்க்காமல் பயிற்றுவித்து..
நேரம் காலம் இல்லாமல் உழைத்து..
பெயரும் எடுத்து..
என்ன பயன்..

போட்டார்கள் நல்ல ரேடிங்..
மற்றவர்களுக்கு..!


Monday, July 18, 2011

Out of the blue..

It was not a cheap wish…
It was not a wrong wish…
But it was not a very common wish…

It was not a lifetime dream…
It was not a previous minute dream…
It was a ‘behind the scenes’ dream for more than a few years…

I had always wanted one…
I was sure that it was not a bad investment…
And I desperately wanted one…
It was surely an expense…
But wanting it was not a mistake…

Not that I didn’t have anything of its kind…
But… It was something…
Very special…

It wouldn’t be attractive…
It wouldn’t strike the sight…
But it would always be special…
To me…

These thoughts had been dodging my concentration since I saw the display outside a Titan Showroom – “Flat 20% Off on Fastrack watches and sun glasses”.

I put a word to my parents about my expensive dream. As expected, their response was negative. But my conscience kept prompting that it would turn up fruitful.

Yesterday night, things were just going on in the usual pace. My parents were deeply involved in a discussion about time management. My mom put forth a statement saying that my dad wasn’t very time conscious. I interfered their conversation and said “Mom, I will be more time conscious from now on. Get me that Fastrack watch”.

In the next 20 minutes my dream came true… out of the blue…

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Beautiful Love @ the Beach

In front of my eyes was the marina beach – one of the longest beaches in the world.

I removed my floaters and socks so that, the walk on the sand would be easy. I took my sandals in my hand and started walking towards the water. It had been a long time since I had visited the beach. Though a resident of Chennai, I had not been here for more than a few years time.

I looked around and saw many umbrellas adding colour to the shore. As I walked towards the water, the chillness of the air increased with the sound of the waves. As I was scared of water, I seated myself close to the water from where the look of the ocean was clear and... Amazing.

I saw ships close to the line of horizon, flights on the air, clear blue sky, horses on the drive, kids in water, kites on the fly, roaring waves, cool breeze, wet sand and... my mind relaxed. It was indeed a great pastime for a person like me who was completely stressed up.

Just then, two people walked next to me - A guy and a girl. They looked very young, must be only in their early twenties. The girl looked more interested in getting into the water than the guy. The guy rolled up his pant sleeves, left their bag and sandals on the shore and they ran towards the water.

The guy stood at a point and asked the girl to stand with him. The girl’s face darkened in disappointment. Immediately then, the guy said something her face brightened. They walked a few steps forward with hands held. They stood there for a few minutes. The girl looked dull as the waves weren’t even till her anklets. She kept pulling the guy to go farther in but the guy stood at the point. He held her hand tight and compelled her to stay there.

Just then, there was a wave and they were drenched till their knees. The girl pleaded with her eyes to let her deeper into the water. The guy, not convinced about her safety, walked with her a few more steps into the water. Then one other wave and they were drenched till their hip. The guy looked completely irritated about the fact that he was drenched so much and looked at the girl. Just after seeing her, his anger was washed away by the girl’s bright smile. They stood in water for about twenty minutes – talking, holding hands, smiling at each other, playing in water, commenting, enjoying the evening scenic view of the beach. Just then there was another massive wave. The girl lost grip and was about to fall. The guy tightened his grip she escaped a seawater bath. She ended up drenching her tops completely. The guy told the girl something with a bit of temper and the girl complied by acknowledging.

They walked back to the shore, took their belongings and sat on a boat that was close by. They guy tried to roll down his pant sleeves which was wet and heavy. The girl helped him and suggested him options to wipe the sand off his pants. The guy gave his hand-kerchief to the girl, directed her to wipe off the sand stuck to her dress. Once they had dried themselves partially, they sat and spoke for some more time. The girl pointed to something up in the sky and the guy’s face brightened. I looked up wondering what it was – The moon was shining in golden colour.

They held their hands and walked away. I stood there looking at them till they were lost in the dark.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Memories w.r.t OMR

‘The OMR has become a part of my work life’. I thought when I rested that night.
When I leave from home every morning or from office every evening, my only hope would be to catch the 19B AC bus. I commute from T-Nagar to SIPCOT and back on the OMR, every working day. Though this has been happening for the past 9 months, I never felt the journey monotonous (journey of minimum 1 hour 1 way). Specifically, travelling in my favourite seat – the last seat close to the window end, behind the driver, which would be elevated when compared to the other seats, always added more fun to the trip. Not many people prefer this seat, especially girls.
Once the bus is out of the terminus, the doors would be closed; the AC and FM would be switched on. It would be so much pleasure to travel with the RJs and MJs as they play all-time-hit songs and it would add more flavour to the journey.
When the bus takes the right to the Saidapet Main road, there comes a wish in the form of an institute on the left, named ‘Aloha India’. I had always thought that ‘Aloha’ meant a Hello or a Hi. It is actually a very generalized term, which refers to any kind of greeting.
Moving ahead, there comes the new ‘Audi Chennai’ and the ‘Hyundai’ showrooms. These cars indeed look very majestic and posh reminding us of their cost. Then the bus moves into the Saidapet Bus stop, wherein the remaining empty seats will be occupied. Mostly the bus would run full from here.
The bus crosses two Ganesh temples, one on the right and one on the left, goes under the Saidapet Walk-Head-Over Bridge and then takes the left towards Madhya Kailash. On the opposite walls, we can see beautiful paintings of falls, temple and power plant and a few incomplete. Almost all the students would have travelled this road because; the Anna University and IIT Madras campuses are present here. Few people do get down here; I envy their capability to study in these universities. Opposite to the Anna University we can see the Gandhi Mandapam. If the bus goes on the flyover we will be missing the ‘Adyar Cancer Institute’ and the IIT Campus on the right. Else we also see The Children’s Park - which would have been visited by all the kids and recently, may be, by all the lovers. If it were a Tuesday, we can for sure find a few people standing out, as the Park stays closed on that day.
Down the flyover on the right, we see a differently named shopping place, which has just 3 symbols – “$&£” – meaning Dollars and Pounds. Close by there is another shop, which has remained shut till date but the Graffiti art on the shutter is amazing. Then comes the Hot Chips restaurant followed by few others. We see a board reading “Residency Regency Regalia”. These words will look like they were sorted in descending order of their length and centre aligned.
On the left, close to the CLRI bus stop, we see a board with an arrow pointing to the right, which reads, ‘SIPCOT IT PARK, 20 KMs’.
This area is Madhya Kailash and from here, begins the straight road, which is named the OMR – Old Mahabalipuram Road or ‘Rajiv Gandhi Salai’ – the recent real estate sensation. Just after the bus takes a right turn, we see the ‘Anandha Vinayakar Temple’. Many people board here and so the bus will be jam-packed, majority being IT Professionals, dressed up in formals with Identity Cards around their neck.
On the OMR, First we see the Tidal Park on the left. Close to it is a new upcoming centre – Ramanujan IT City. The National Institute of Fashion Technology building looks trendy with its walls are painted in saffron, blue and maroon. The trains at the Thiruvanmiyur MRTC remind me of the ‘Metros’, don’t know why. The ‘YMCA hostel’ comes on the right; close to the hostel is a big plain land and recently here was a trade fair named Taj Mahal.
In front of the ‘Lifeline hospital’, we see a big Ganesh Idol. This idol is a really big one and looks very matured, compared to others, which we saw on the way. There would be a lot of movement in and out of the bus close to the Jain College Stop as the Chennai-1 TCS office is walk able distance from here. Following the ASV Sun Tech Park, AKDR Golf village is a completely different view because all the coconut trees would be bent at the top...!
What comes next is my favourite place on the OMR – Dominos. I have had Pizza here only once, but it was really a very memorable experience. When we cross the Okkiyam Maduvu (water body), on the bridge, it is really a great view. We can either see ducks or at least buffaloes in the water. This place has a scenic view completely different from the rest of the OMR. Just then, on the opposite side we find the Riverside Mall – South India’s First River Side Mall, coming up. The RTSC TCS office comes on the other side of the road, the office in which I feared I would be posted when I was transferred to Chennai.
Then, ‘Nalas Aapakadai’. This place has a special mention because; I got to eat Aapam for the first time in my lifetime, two weeks back. Close by is ‘Brown Tree’ shop, in which I have been waiting to feast since day one I saw it. Opposite to these two feasting points in the ‘Arvind theatre’, which actually doesn’t look like one.
We cross the Infy and Accenture campus, Vestas technologies and Orchid pharmaceuticals before we reach the Sholinganallur Junction. This signal is always heavily loaded with traffic. If you were caught here, it would take a minimum of 15 minutes to move ahead. But, from this point, it is indeed a great lane for a fast bike ride, on a cool drizzling day (provided there is no traffic). The Sholinganallur TCS office is built very environment friendly manner and is supposed to be supporting the most difficult Mainframe projects. Just ahead, there is a hotel named ‘Kensington’. I have never been there but this building reminds me of my Mumbai TCS office, which was located in Kensington building, B Wing at Powai.
Just opposite to the hotel is the Sathyabama College of Engineering and Technology, which is painted white completely. This college campus was supposed to be the farthest location a few years back but it is one of the closest on the OMR right now. If I had not studied at PSG Tech, I would have joined Software Engineering here, after paying a lump sum of Rs. One Lakh as donation. When we cross this location, it smells of detergent, don’t know why.
On the left, we will find a board directing to ‘The Farm’. I have been to this place twice; the locality and the food are amazing. The ‘Coromandel Plaza’, is still under construction. The theatres alone have been recently opened for public usage. The AGS cinema screens are at the fifth level and the OMR view from there is really mind blowing. Close to it is the ETA HCL office campus, which has a beautiful entrance, which looks, like a pillared semi circle.
When we enter Navalur, the first thing that strikes our eye is the ‘Olympia Panache’, a new residential apartment that is coming up. We can see the Sabari Classic Hotel, the hotel that sponsored a reward of Rs. 50,000 for the best performer in ‘Airtel Super Singer’.
‘Hiranandani Upscale’ is the closest to the SIPCOT IT Park and these builders were the minds behind the construction of my Mumbai Office Campus, which was actually built as a replica of London. When we look ahead, we can see the Toll Plaza, indicating the end of the IT Highway.

Oh, yeah… This is the stop at which I have to get down. ‘Siruseri SIPCOT IT Park’. I opened my eyes; ready to get down - wondered why it was all dark.


“Sleep. It is late.” I heard my mom’s voice.
‘Memories w.r.t OMR…’ I smiled. ‘Looking forward for another day…’

Friday, July 1, 2011

Who am I to him?

‘Who am I to him?’ I sat up, confused.

‘I become more caring, when it comes to him.’
‘Every time I see him, I feel contented.’
’I don’t get to analyse the views of the society when I get to spend time with him.’

Thoughts crowded my brain… As usual…

Still unable to identify an answer for the question, I moved away from the bed, very much irritated.

Hi… Good morning… Coming for a walk? I texted him.

‘What am I doing? Why am I not able to control myself? Why am I not sticking on to my decisions? Why is this happening to me? This is not fair. I am confused about this relationship. How can I go ahead and pursue it with a whole heart?’

Again… Lost in thoughts…

Good morning. Just woke up. Yeah, I will make it. See you close to the temple.

I stood there staring at the message. ‘Another day, which is going to add on to my confusion.’ I sighed.

As we walked, we spoke about the day’s plan. Being cousins, visualizing characters and homes was indeed very easy for us.

In a crossing, I held his arm close to his shoulders and made him cross the road, with me.
We entered a vegetable mart, to buy some veggies.
I helped him find the good ones.
I didn’t let him pay for it.
I didn’t let him carry the bags.
Back home, I advised him about his career.
I helped him with some drink.
I made sure it wasn’t hot and tasted proper, before I served it to him.
I made sure he hadn’t spilt it on himself.
I got the cup from him to wash it.

‘He isn’t a small boy. He is big enough to manage himself. He has even got a job, in his campus and is yet to join. He is taller than me and looks hefty too. But why am I behaving like this?’ Not able to control my thoughts and deeds, moved from the kitchen to the living room.

I looked up at his face. He smiled back at me and said,
“You seem more parental”.

'Parental'. The word echoed in my mind.

“You hold my hand and help me cross. You don’t let me pay or carry the bags. You check the taste and the temperature before you serve the drink. You advise me on my career.” He paused.

“You just look younger. I feel like being with my mom, when I am with you.”

His statement clarified my confusion.