The initial days of Puguntha Veedu

This would have happened to current generation; at least once in their life.

This is the time we experience extreme pain or happiness.

2006, I completed my schooling. I started my engineering in a college which is 300KM away from my home. Life started creating the road without asking me and I was just driving in the path.

First day in hostel, I was waiting in a long queue with one plate in my hand for breakfast. Thoughts rolling in my mind, Mom was waiting for me with idlies and two variety of chutney served in the plate and then the voice “schoolukku late aayiduchu da” ringing in my ears. Someone was touching my shoulder. The guy behind me in the queue; asking me to move forward. I came back to the queue with tears in my eyes. Guess those tears wanted to see my reaction which was quite new to my life. I was thinking why the hell I joined in this college. Why not some other colleges in my home town.

Do we call this as home sick? May be. But I miss lot of things. My parents, relatives, friends, functions, home town festivals etc. etc., Without having any other option, made Isai Gnani to occupy my mind (sorgamea endraalum athu namoora pola varumaa). It is really painful when you miss whatever you had in last 17 years of your life. Many times I cried in the bathroom. But still little bit of happiness. Because other guys might be crying in some other bathrooms with same kind of feelings. So I am not alone.

The daily activities and day to day life adapted with me. Life was beautiful with friends, professors, classrooms etc. Completely filled with happiness and friends. Nothing else. Years rolled out.

2010, final year, the same breakfast experience. No more queue. We just grab the plate from any one of our classmates who was already having his breakfast. Put some items in the same plate and start eating. Meanwhile some other guys join with us. We would hand over the plate to him and run to classroom. At least 3 to 5 hands would be in the plate at any time. Also the plate would travel at least 3 persons. Life completely changed.

With lots and lots of tears and feelings I completed my college life.

Then my life continued in the corporate world. In my room as well as in the office I had some of my classmates with me. So I was able to handle the initial days of corporate world and adapted quickly.

But after 4 years I traveled onsite. Which is again a big change in my life. First time I experienced the meaning of the word loneliness. I miss everything. My eyes completely filled with tears (this time not in the bathroom ;) ). I was thinking why the hell I traveled onsite. But again those were my initial days. Soon that new life adapted with me. I was able to come out of all these feelings.

These are some of my experiences. But I was thinking How a girl feels when she gets married and enter into a completely new home?

Whatever I experienced in different parts of my life, the initial pain and feelings (to adapt with the new situation), she will experience everything in a single shot. Also for me, I was surrounded by people having same mindset and who were experiencing the same kind of feelings. But for a girl that's not the case. She will be surrounded with different kinds of people having different mindset. She will get lot more responsibilities too. So it would be tougher than what I experienced. They may need lot of time to adapt with their new life.

Guys, think about this and give some time to them.

Girls, please give your comments.

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Onsite

தாயின் மடியில் உறக்கம்;

அவள் ஊட்டும் உணவு;

அதை ஏளனம் செய்யும் தந்தையின் குரல்;

வாயை திறந்து காத்துக்கொண்டிருக்கும் வேலையில்,

கையை தன்பக்கம் இழுத்து,

உணவை தனதாக்கிகொள்ளும் தம்பி;

பாத்திரத்தைக் கண்டு அதில் உணவு நிறப்பும் அக்காள்;

அனைத்தையும் காண்கிறேன்,

(தனியாக) அடுக்கு மாடி வீதியின் நடைபாதையில் #Onsite

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The Expectation

“Expectation leads to disappointments”. You might have read this many times at many different places.
If we make our expectation 0, then the maximum percentage of our disappointments is also 0 and our happiness is 100 percent. But is it possible to make our expectation 0? Why not give a try? If not 0 at least we will try to bring it down to a smaller number.

The equation.
disappointment <= expectation.
happiness = 100% - disappointment.

Why suddenly a post like this? I want to narrate a small incident from my life. I like my higher secondary maths teacher a lot. During my school days, my friends and I went to his home lots of times and had our doubts clarified. I was one of the guys expected to score a centum in maths (that didn't happen finally :) ). So he knew me very well.

Recently I saw him in a marriage function. I wanted to talk with him. I thought he would remember me and inquire about me, my job etc. So I went and talked to him, asking him about his health. He didn’t remember me and simply replied ‘Fine’ and asked ‘how are you?’

I was very upset that he couldn't remember me at all. But finally he asked me, ‘you are the one who studied at Amrita right?’ I said ‘Yes.’ He said ‘Ok, bye’.

I was still upset. I came home and started thinking about the incident. Finally I understood that, according to me he is the only maths teacher; but according to him, I am the one of the thousands of students he sees in his life.
(Just like how one girl might be special to you, but to her you might be one of the 100s of guys she met :) )

After thinking a lot, I was very happy that he remembered my college name at least. That’s a great thing.

But the important question here is why I expected him to remember me? That is what made me unhappy and disappointed. What if I didn't expect anything in return and just did my job from my side? I will be much happier, right?

So after this incident I am trying to reduce my expectations. I will just do the things from my side and will not expect anything in return. Till now I was failing most of the time (and not all the times). So I am making progress in my chosen path. I am sure I will decrease the value of expectation to a smaller number.

Friends, who read this, please try it out. Also let me know your point of view.

(Thanks to Ramkumar for correcting my grammar mistakes :) )

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Dedicated to Ramanathan...

Really Ramanathan would have tough days with us. (me, Dinesh and Chocku).

One day, all roommates were in room. Ramanathan wanted to go out urgently. That time Dinesh told me to lock the room outside. I simply went out and without any noise I locked the door outside. After 5 minutes I opened the door and asked them,”hey who locked the door outside? What happened?”

Ramanathan was full tensed and scolded me. That was the first time Ramanathan used some bad words.



Again one night, me, dinesh and chocku were lying on the bed and talking. Ramanathan was not there in room.

In our room we have two fans, two tube lights and one round bulb. Chocku decided to play with Ramanathan. So he removed the starters of the two tube lights and removed the round bulb too. Fan was working properly.

After some time, Ramanathan came inside. He switched on the lights. But nothing turned on. Ramanathan was full tensed and he didn’t understand what’s happening. He called us, but we 3 acted like, sleeping.

In the mean time, Krishna Kutty was taking attendance.

Ramanathan went to him and told,”sir light is not working in my room”.
Kutty told to check whether current was there?
Ram said,”sir fan and all working properly. But lights were not”.

Kutty came to our room and switched on the lights. It was working fine. (chocku already put the starter and the bulb, when ramanathan went out to meet Kutty). Kutty scolded Ramanathan and went. Really we couldn’t control laughing ourselves. Ramanathan was full tortured but couldn’t do anything, laid down to bed and slept.

Really sorry for all those things Mr.Ramanathan. But I couldn’t get all those fun again in my life (neither me nor Ramanathan). Really we miss you :-(

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My first bun...

The representative election.

Arun(mama) and Akshay won the election and became rep and assistant rep in boys.

The girls rep election - here comes the interesting part.

Our class strength was 75. 20 girls, rest were boys.
So boys were the deciding factor.

No one was familiar with any girl. Then How to judge the girls? To whom we would vote?
Only way to judge them was how they look. Only eyes saw all the girls.

Obviously, 53 and 1 won the election and became reps.

My first bun:
My roommate chocku was very strong in solving problems. He taught all the problems and also gave tricks to solve them quickly.

Our first periodical, first exam was “Electrical science”.

We were sitting in the examination hall. My roll number was 30. Fortunately or unfortunately, roll numbers 29 and 31 were girls. We were seated column wise according to our roll numbers.

In front of me was 31 and behind me was 29.

First time I tried to speak with 31. I asked her,”Enaku ethavathu theriyalana kekurean, Sollunga. Ok ya?”
Her reply was, “mudiyathu”. (Great bun for me).
Then I thought, “ithu theva thanda unaku”. (intha ponnungalea ippadi than)

Full vex. Got the question paper.
I didn’t see such a question paper in my life. The first line was “Answer all questions”.
Edited by:Ram(46)

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First day...

Most of the guys from cse knew the four.

Me, dinesh, chocku and ramanathan.

First day:
Woke up early morning and everyone was ready to go.
We went to mess hall. We didn’t expect; a very long queue. We were waiting nearly half an hour for the breakfast.
Had our breakfast and started to college in bus.
Me, dinesh and ramanathan was in cse - a and chocku in cse – b.

Dinesh was from Madurai. He knew one guy in our class who was also from Madurai. They were friends from their school days. So dinesh joined with him. Then I and ramanathan sat together in class.

Ramanathan was advising me,”daily we have to sit in first two rows”. But I am not interested in that. I want to sit with dinesh, to whom I was familiar compared to the other.

Sivaraj and mohanraj, they called me by my name and introduced themselves. I was just thinking,” How they knew me!!!” and asked to them.

Siva explained, “yesterday our parents talked and my father gave details about you”
okay, I smiled and shook hands with them.

First day was not that much interesting like in cinemas, but not bad.


Evening in the hostel,
We went to the dinesh friend room (the guy from Madurai).
He introduced his roommates to us (abhilash, anildev and arun balagopalan).

You got that guy?

Ya, he is NaveenNishanth (@Vishal by our class girls)…

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My first blog...

College life
Everyone should experience this in their life.
First day in college hostel.
Today 18th July, 2006. Most of the guys came with their parents.

Same for me too. I came with my father and cousin. 4 guys in a room. Already 2 guys occupied the room, which has been allotted for us. They both occupied a single cot. I joined in that room and occupied the other one. All are talking about the marks scored in school. I am the least scorer. Parents are talking among themselves. In the mean time we are buying bucket, mug, bed etc.

The 2 guys didn’t talk properly with me. I am expecting for the 4th one and was thinking that “andha rendu perumea soora padips pola”.

Like super star dialogue, “Late ah vanthalum, latest ah varuvean”, the 4th one reached late. He and his parents were busy in talking with one senior (from 2nd year ECE). All are in the same room. After the guy had left from the room, they started talking with our parents and started giving advice to 4 of us (obviously).

Many parents left their wards and start leaving from the hostel. Me too walking with my father till the hostel entrance and waved my hands (bye dad).

After that I and the 4th one started talking with each other. We didn’t consider the other two. After talking with him I feel better and I thought at least one guy is in our level.

I think this is the only room with all four are tamilians. That day we slept early. Tomorrow the first day of college in my life.

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