Trivandrum to Vizag Via Chennai- Written on 01.01.2013

VIZAG

A trip to Vizag , on the last minute no idea about how me and my dad will get through as the flight do have a layover time of about 26 hours . Totally gone down, but I need to be there by the next day for my "Farming" to make me look perfect on May 2014. At-last , as in usual Indian bureaucracy system , tried to have my "big hands" to recommend for me and my dad to get a suitable ac coach. Unfortunately the bloody TT was becoming a acting like a paradigm for "Kejriwal "and I got rejected. Never in a mood to fail , thought about trying again and again. Finally made it when I reached at EKM with new TT, the best thing happened in between was that I enjoyed wonderful love making between college couple in the side of AC coach by to couples from "Kottayam" to "Ernakulam".

Bells rang Trang Trang!!! and I was taken to  5 years back to 2008-2009: it’s like a similar story that is "Vinnaithandi Varuvaya", seems like memoirs taking me to a level where I couldn't even  take myself back. Even on those days train journey was a routine from Day to night: it was like Trivandrum-Kottayam-Kollam-Trivandrum, being jobless and that same time employed also in train. Having books from "Chetan Bhagat" and nobody in compartment will some time turn to be a beach side resort for ME and HER. Soon Sabari Express was like heaven for us. Talks, Fights, ...... and ..... Finally dropping down on Kollam with my friends bike leaving him in the station and a regular eye wetting session by her to me saying bye for a week was mostly invalid: because next day I "swipe" the same train with an eager interest to complete my job with perfection. Last day for the eye wetting for her was the most fucking day as I met another "fucking one" who made my eyes wet  till some time even the latter was never in comparable to the former one. 

Could you please move on?, a normal acquaintance which brought me to the present. I said "Yes", 

Its the same girl who cried in front of TT for the ticket extension. I always had the habit of noticing girls on such occasion which made my memory pick up the same within minutes. Gorgeous as real beauty, what "Kottayam" what "Trivandrum", Let me know concentrate on her and her only, I made my mind as my dad luckily got berth 4 compartments away, and I knew that he had a book in hand too, recollecting my moms curses for not taking food while he reads. 

It was like "cadbury ad beta man mein laddu futa !" when she sat near my berth. For me I thanked that bloody TT who didn’t allowed me berth first and making my dad sit away. It was Shizni  a wonder girl who is travelling to Vizag and we shared some thoughts, my mom’s dishes , her typical Kottayam style foods. No "Cafe Coffee Day" can replace this feel, getting somebody in opposite sex to talk thorough out journey. 

A lot of memoirs shared and enjoyed playing cards in between, it was like a perfect friend for me and there came the end of the journey and never expected a hug and a quote that I made her  journey perfect. Thought that she might be a settled girl. Felt like talking a bottle of coke and went down the train and amazed to see her surrounded by lot of kids.

Asked her what was that? and a pretty nice answer : “I am the coordinator for mentally retarded children’s NGO and they all came to welcome me,  and the next sentence  made me think like am a fool as she said” As being an orphan I always wanted to do such things ”

Now I knew what the hug was for not asking a word about her family rather boasting myself through out with fun.

Confession -An excerpt from MGCE confessions

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I myself, was the first one to confess on the page-MGCE Confession, but fortunately or unfortunately, it didn’t get published

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May be my mistake...With a vision to be a good guy in all perspective of life after finishing my school days came to MGCE as the second batch..It doesn’t seem like a college at that time mere with 35 guys roaming around as our seniors. Even though we enjoyed to the ultimatum, there was certain limitation with no dance team, no guys who play cricket rather boasting Rajani’s film. Pretty bored……..

Then I got some awesome friends as hostlers and my branch mate. We started building one by one. This is not my confession; It was an applause to all the batch mates who were there acting as a building pillars of so called MGCE.Hails 2005-09 batch.

Here I start, I noticed her during s3-s4(EEE), an awesome Nair girl, having long hairs and nice looks, pretty nice to be my sister as I don't have one. So she became, rarely talks to help her from so called lover,  was sometimes able to help as both had been my friends, infact helped both, rather showing a discrimination. Soon the college became what I dreamed of 1 Magcojennus, Cusat arts fest 2006,2009, sports meet.

Each and every time I used to get good messages rarely from my sister with all my well wishers. The time had become me held high gossip even during the last tour to Goa, but as my friends knew me well, It was for all goodness, not my pleasure). She remained as my sister (as I do value relation a lot) .

For me still a friend is a friend irrespective of gender. Exams , need to pass on 2009 , I need to clear for myself, even I am not going to get any awards for my contribution, to acquire a good job, and to came out of my childhood friend shantis paapa(boasting about her all pass and 80%+). In midst after passing all the exams , I think was watching American Pie, got a text on my mobile, something like this,

"I love u and am pretty serious what’s ur reply?, I know u will be serious and u r the best"

No, I was not, because I hate love during college days, perfect infatuations. So took the matter as fun and left a message I also love but as my sister as always.

"കലാലയത്തിന്‍റെ മാസ്മരിക ഭംഗി ഞാന്‍ ആസ്വദിച്ച കലയോടെയുള്ളവളെ അങ്ങനെ തള്ളിപറഞ്ഞു”

I was never indulged and thought about that, rather had freaked with my dance mate and disciple Aneesh Sasendran. 

Left Trivandrum joined with an all pass with pretty good percentage(1 among the 5), got the best in Bangalore- Schneider Electric and came back to Tvm to join Allianz, the story which I heard was the first, the girl had a horrible situation at that time, nobody was there to help her, even from hi-fi family, her sister eloped, she was tiring for a helping hand, she left some days after I texted her , with a supply for her to pass in final semester(she cleared all other on first shot), was made to marry with her boy arranged with her sister.

Fuck, myself, still I regret, I should have at least said u some words which made u happy, at that time, Even she lives happily, it’s a deep regret that I was unable to help u as a brother .For me it’s a mistake, I did never know u, when  the girl I loved after getting descent jobs dumped me for IIM geek. I still had something in my mind If I had not said the word sister on my first time, you will have by this time given birth to a future Doctor or Engineer with my blood. Sorry extremely sorry...

Moral advice: So guys and girls never take any one in your life as a sister unless via blood relation

PS: On this sweet Sunday, hearing some case discussion in EPGP classroom in IIM K, a weird thought came to me and I prayed with heart.

“Oh my lord!! please don’t make someone write similar story and refer me as a IIM GEEK or NERD.