Rewinding my Memories.

It was a company holiday yesterday for Ramzen, and just back from Deewapali mood. So, I am little rusty today.

When I thought of how useful (?@!@?!) I can spend time at office today to kill time, I decided to remember all my childhood memories that are still fresh in my mind. Minimum criteria for an event to be selected is that should have happened a minimum of 10 years before.

1) When I was around 5 years old, I pushed my brother (Ragu) into a drainage when we were at my grand-mom's place.

2) When I was young, Ragu and myself were playing at around 11 PM. We were running around the two pillers in my neighbours house. Suddenly, Ragu fall down and suffered a cut near his eye-brow. My parents were struggled to find a doctor at that time.

3) My primary schooling Days. Every weekend, myself and my brother used to go to a government school near our house (Chinnaswamy Gov. HSS) to play cricket. The gates will always be closed. We crawl under the gate to enter into the campus.

4) One Saturday, Ragu and I went to Nirmala School to see his class 5 Results. From there we went to one of Ragu's friend's home. We played till evening. When we were return home at around 6 PM, we saw ou mom coming towards us crying. After that we learnt that, they were searching for us for more that 4 hours.

5) When we moved from Nirmala Primary to St. Thomas Matriculation for my class 5, I was waiting in-front of my Headmaster's room to get my TC. My classmates were calling me in, but i didnt go because of some unknown fear.

6) 1987, house warming ceremony of our new house at Gandhinagar, Tiruppur. My cried for a pant and my mom bought me a readymade pant (my first ever pant). Played the enter day wearing new pant and when the day ends my pant got teared.

7) My dad used to travel during Deewali time for sales (He was an employee of Tamilnadu Sarvodya Sangh). Once he went to Mumbai. My mom sat after dinner to wrote letter to him. My volunteer to join her and write. After I wrote, she started yelling at me seeing my handwriting. Veleya pono onnanai yethu.....

8) Ragu and I followed a political campaigning crowd and lost the way back home.

I will keep this list updated whenever I remember any more incident.

Is it a No Entry zone for us?

Our Prime Minister, Dr. Manmohan Singh, has reshuffled his cabinet yet again yesterday. Out of 80 ministers in power, 90 % are above 60 years of age, which is considered as the retirement age for government employee.

The government baselined 60 years as the retirement age because one might not be able to work as efficient as before. But it looks like for politics this formulae might not work.

What surprise me most is that there are only 2 ministers at the age group between 30 & 39 and they are Mr. Maran & Dr. Anbumani. These two are there not because of their talent but because of their politically strong family backings. Leaving these two, it looks like our Indian Government is a No Entry Zone for young guns.

If this continues I feel "Young stars are the back-bone of India" will become a Myth very soon.

Happy Deewali...

I wish you all a happy Deewali 2006.

My first Deewali with my Son, Kirthik. I will remember it for years.

Going back to my golden days....

I myself wonder why I am feeling different for the last couple of weeks even I was sick last weekend (10/13 & 10/14).

During my under graduation, BSc (Maths) from Gobi Arts, I did stay in hostel which gave me a chance to move with different people with different background. I feel that I am one of those who moved with all close and enjoyed every moment of my life there.

After I went to Coimbatore (PSG Tech) to do my Master's, I lost contact with most of my friends in Gobi Arts. When Mahesh (Karupan) called on my mobile couple of weeks back, I am surprised and happy to talk to him after about 7 years. It all started happening from then. I talked Ashok (Nai), Ravi, Senkottuvel, Gobi (Okkudi), got a chance to see Balaji, Rama in Orkut.

Now, I am feeling that I am going back to my golden years that I spend at Gobi Arts.

What are they doing after all !?!?!?!

A small example of what can you expect from our politicians.

The current Chief Minister of Tamilnadu, Dr. M. Karunanidhi, has been called as "Sentamil Kavalar", "Muthtamil Kavinjar", "Tamil Thaayin Mutha Maghan"...

I saw a program called "Kofee With Anu" on Vijay TV recently where Karunanidhi's daughther was a guest. Since it was a talk show, I expect a decent tamil conversation between the host and her. But to my surprise, she is no different from other VJ's, RJ's who literally kill tamil.