Booscuthalaa - Untying the Knots

It's not Paris, nor is it Venice (hehe.. :) But still it's a city that you'll fall in love with! A young city, teeming with techies But dont forget, a few budding managers too! And right in that city, just out of it though, Is a sylvan beauty, so green and pristine! Those woods that hum with anthills that scare, And all else that's there will stay in your eyes! Snakes are aplenty, peruchalis for their prey :) And to make us jump on a Night Canteen day, Great Expectations, with those you enter, Great surprises, you surrender, you swim, No fun like this, can ever return, A culture of its own, quite usual but dear! Not days of summer, but those rainy MAR(S)ian ones So rainy, so wet, yet you never wanto fret! All the time to discover yourself, And still no time, just if you're lost :) Just step out, So many places to hang out! Maiyas and PVR, those days of yore Blah Blah Blah Blah, not in Singapore And if you still havent figured out, it's ...

It's strange how organizations and institutions tie us up by just being there. When we join an organization, there is a sense of nervousness and fear about the whole thing. - New place, new people, new relationships and so on. You may start off by hating your hostel room or office cubicle. In due course of time, however, the very same places become the cosiest and the most comfortable ever. You start relating to the place and building an identity (naturally or otherwise) for yourself there. And yes, there is this phase when you might feel 'What am I doing here?' - I seem to be going nowhere. Though when the exit finally happens, there are mixed feelings again! The stark grey stones of my institute failed to endear to me when I saw them for the first time. In fact, my first visit was highly disappointing! I felt the campus was too small, too randomly built and lacked any architectural design. I felt the hostel blocks were lifeless, the rooms where shady-max and the whole p...

COFFEE!!! The very word energizes me. Am sure there's nothing to beat a steaming hot cup of coffee, even right in the middle of a hot summer day. However, in Bombay, it's quite a task to find the best coffee in town. Coz, not surprisingly, there aren't many ;( Let me confess that I've never been an ardent coffee fan all my life. Till the time I reached Class VI/VII, I used to dread coffee, seriously, you see! I was very fond of Nutramul and Bournvita and used to think that I would never switch to coffee anyday. I still remember the day when I was forcefully served coffee at a wedding and I had to vomit it out very soon, thanks to my anti-coffee instincts back in 1993. And from there, here I am pining for the good old filter kapi today! On the contrary, I do not recall when I started liking coffee. Most Tamil households start their day with the quintessential coffee and The Hindu. Tea is often considered a luxury and a north-y drink! As a matter of fact, when I hear m...

I vividly remember those days back at Vikaasa in Madurai, when I was asked to write a composition on Rainy Day. I used to be really bad at writing essays then, in Class 4 and 5. Somehow, I could not get myself to be as creative or imaginative as Mrs.Menon expected me to be. One very popular topic used to be Rainy Day. What do you do on a rainy day?... Let me think about all those rainy days I've been through so far. At Madurai, the year we moved into our newly built house, it rained cats and dogs and the entire locality was flooded. Obviously, power cuts ruled! Nothing to do, .. it would be me, my sister and my grandpa, playing a game of cards and enjoying the deadly silence around! However, i dont think I always enjoyed the rain. Power cuts annoyed me big time and somehow, wherever I've been, the EB guys dont seem to like me. Even later in my life, when I moved to Bangalore to work, there would be floor-sensitive and house-sensitive power cuts! Really gets on my nerves at time...