New Job!!!

The wonderful ~ six year association with Infosys came to an end on 12/19/2011. Joined as a software trainee and during the last phase my designation is Tech Lead. There are ups and downs.

The good thing is I made a lot of good friends!!

As someone said life has to go on, itz a new environment, new people and a small company culture!! Looking forward and hoping for a bright future. May good God bless me :)

Life must go on!!!

It’s very difficult, but life must go on.

One day one of my friend called me and said “Aliaya* one of my frnd stays near to your place, can u go and meet him”

One week passed and then I remember and give a call to “frnd’s frnd”. He stays next to my apartment and once in a while we meet – all Sundays, I take him to church.

Time flew, he become my roomie. I usually pull his leg, not only I all his frnds xpsly Vicas and I, ‘caz v knw he is very emotional, sentimental…..”

Today, I realized he is moving from this place. I have to accept, change is inevitable, still …………He is like my brother. Now; a void feeling…….. the same feeling I had when Rajesh, John, Mahesh and Dilip moved from here

Still..... as someone said life must go on!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Crash landed!!!!

Life is full of surprises. I like to give surprise and expects somebody will surprise me.
Likewise I don wan to carry regrets, so straight and square.

Today I asked, 'ammmu aunty parumala palliyil pokumbool avide oru pit stop edukkatte ennu' came out instantaneously. Response as usual, le me translate one Malayalam saying 'shankaran again on coconut tree'

Jus time pass

Season changes!! So as humans too. Seasons we can predict, but human state no one can!!
The Chicago blizzard, feel like happened yesterday, hmm now it's on the verge of another spring!!

Nothing hpnd, same routine!!! Don advice go n get married, itz high time!!

Wan to do something which I always wish to do
1. Lean swimming, first on the list

Start to do it after lv trip

Veronica decides to die - Epilouge 1

847-xxx-xxxx; an unknown number is flashing on my phone. I hardly take unknown calls. Mostly unknown calls are from some credit card companies and I don’t want to say “No” to the sweet voice holder on the other end of the phone. Since it’s 847 number I decided to answer the call. Well, it’s call from Indian trails library - an automated message, “the book you ordered is available, please collect it”.

I had gone to the library and collected the book –“Veronica decides to die” and kept it on my table. It’s a week now and the book lay on my table untouched.

Last Friday, during my promotion party, one of my friends saw this book and commented – “have you read the book, if no, I advise you, it will take you to some level”? I took his word, because he is one of my friends who read some books; watch good movies, up to date about all the new gadgets, current affairs. So it’s nice to talk with him, even better after two beer or two drinks.

I opened the book. I guess Paulo Coelho believes in “Fate”. ‘When you want something, the entire universe conspires in helping you to achieve it’ from the novel Alchemist, ‘Nothing in the world happens by chance” from the novel which I started reading. All these quotes underline the fact “Fate”.

Now I’m traveling through the streets of Ljubljana, saw the statue of the Slovenian poet Preseren. He doesn’t have the guts to tell his love to Julija, so he expressed his love through poems. I had the guts, so I’m not a poet.

I walked into Veronica’s room. Even though she has a perfect life she decided to kill herself and she already ingested a few sleeping pills ample enough to kill a person. I knew what’s going through her mind – “Why she preferred sleeping pills than other options like a romantic suicide by cutting her vein”

For a moment I thought, what will happen after death. That thought gave me a wicked smile. When I die I’ll richer than Ambanis and Tata’s. They all will be owner of less than 6 feet land. Since I’m 6’2’’ I’ll be richerJ. Inside a coffin, cotton pushed into the nostrils, piece of white cloth stung around the face, both thump fingers on the leg tied together. I even imagined, a fly landed on my forehead. This thought gave me a tickling feeling. Imagined a little further, somebody closed the coffin, the darkness haunted me, scared me. However, the air of serenity pacified my mind. Further thoughts scared me - why I preserved this tall, lanky body like this, it’s now …..

I gave a break to my thought. Who will be there inside the room, demon or angels to take her soul? Elderly people say, if people commit suicide, their soul should wander without peace. Don’t know, I jus peeped into her room. Where is Veronica????

Rise of a blogger

Stories are born or are they created. Like wise authors - are they born authors or…? It’s a topic for debate or discussion. I don’t want to indulge into these thoughts.

Yesterday my roommate asked me, hey Pjo, people who are very close to me call like that, how can I translate Manglish to Malayalam. I told him google has an online utility. Jus curios, I asked “why suddenly??” “U knw”, obvious starting trouble, “I wrote some small stories, now I want to publish it on my blog” “Bloggggggginnggggggggg!!” my eyes popped out. Now I feel, due to micro blogging and face book a lot of people lost their interest in blogging. Good, rise of a new blogger!! My hearty congratz and wish a lot of post come from him.

A side line, I knw the reason for transformation, since I’m concerned of my health, I’m not posting it here.

AAdunika kavitha

Most of ma friends moved to offshore and on some e-mail thread I wrote some comments which were similar to Akkarakazchkal Girigiri poem. Soumya re-arranged the words, thanks Soumya!!!, and final version is here.

John um poyee…

Mahesh um poyeee…

Dinup vere apptmt lekku maareee…..

CIb sam kunjadu ayeeee…

Salvin ECC call-lekum poyee…

Sharikee neeyum shyaminte koode poyeee….

pulling someone's leg

It's been a long time. Today I was pulling my roomates leg with someone's name. Then my room -mate opened "her" FB profile. So some interesting words which describe herself.

then I scribbled something on notepad, jus to pull "his" leg

"hope someone can be your Onida (make others envy :))
someone who be a pearl inside the shell (possessive)
who can fill 90% voidness inside brain cell.
near n far we are like strangers. Voice can bridge the distances, hope one day we walk side by side and whole world will say "what a perfect match'