My Marriage Story

'Me' and 'Her' �

I was 12 years old when I saw this prettiest of the machines. I feel in love right when I enjoyed it as a pillion.
I am 23 and she is 117 years old, but I preffered to live with her shutting the stereotype down. 11 years of our relationship was soo cool that my love to her inlcined upwards till date.
Last 2 months, I was in total dilemma about the dress she must wear. I researched a lot. I asked her family about various colors and styles with its interpretations. I finally decided to make her wear the "Stealth Black", in which she looks just amazing. I am the happiest man in this world to have decided to be with girl I have choose, the girl I knew and the girl I loved.

Introducing you my only love:

'ROYAL ENFIELD STEALTH BLACK'
499cc, Single Cylinder, EFI (Electronic Fuel Injection), Twin Spark Engine
Max Torque - 41.4Nm @ 5000RPM
Max Power - 27.2BHP @ 5250RPM

'My Bride'
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Pic By: Midhun Kg

Punjab dhi Hariyaali (First Punjab Visit)

It was after 50 hrs long journey from Thrissur, Kerala to New Delhi and from there I had to board my train to Jalandhar City (16:30 hrs) which incidently was my first Shathabdhi trip, though having done more than over 2000 train trips so far. So it made a whole 57hrs long trip from the bottom to top of our great country; India.

I was more than ecstatic to enter into India's Richest State. One specific thing that made me love Punjab is because of there unaltered Patriotism ever since the state was first formed, the sikh sardarji's with a great hospitality and soo on. It was a six hour trip to Jalandhar City where I have to go to complete my admission procedures in NIT, Jalandhar.

The entry into the state was literally visible seeing the fields all over on either sides of the rail on which my train was speeding down and serving different kinds of cuisines onboard as is the custom in a Shathabdhi. I was already in shock watching the color of skin that they possessed. I mean, I was asking myself:
'How can they be soo fair...???'
Almost 90% of them are too fair and out of that 75% of them are too beautiful too. I tried to think of some reasons in mind and finally got a conclusion that it might be because of the breeze generated from the Himalayas passing through there skin (not technically). Scientifically, it might be because of the organic fruits and vegetables, pure milk, saffron etc. I have started loving the state already, not because of these girls but the fields and the different greens spread everywhere unlike the one in Kerala. People are so loving as well as helpful in nature and I could find our slavery before 1947 in that love to guests (Athithi Devo Bava).

I reached the station at 21:00 hrs and walked out through small streets (galli's) of Jalandhar to reach my Hotel (Sunrise Hotel) which was about 1.5km from station. I learnt one thing during this walk, Punjabi's dont work or do business late night and similar is the case in Kerala. I hate this concept of zero night life, but its the culture that has enveloped people from doing any so in contrary.

The next day I had to leave early for my admission procedures at NIT, Jalandhar. Meanwhile, I have an old but almost virtual connection with Jalandhar. My GrandFather was in Jalandhar at work in Army. During that period my Grandmother was pregnant and my Mother's Brother was born there in Jalandhar Military Hospital. I was told about different places that my Grandmother remembered from around 40 to 45 years ago. I was in search on them. I found some enroute 'my' college. It was an hot time of the year in North and the temperature inclined to 45℃. I resisted myself from getting out of hotels and decided to roam around once I permanently settle down here.

There are three kinds of people:
- A South Indian who loves to eat South Indian food in North India
- A South Indian who loves to eat North Indian food in North India
- A South Indian who loves to eat Gujarathi food in North India
I am from the second and hence I tried a paneer kulcha with rajma, mutter curry and onion salad for one of the lunch. I couldn't try more of the types to taste the famous North Indian Cuisine in detail; my stomach didn't help.
I boarded my train back to Kerala at 23:00 hrs to come back before my classes starts i.e. on 30th July. That was my brief first time visit to Punjab.

Tip to all who wish to visit Punjab:
'trust only those sardarji's with turban on there head and khada on there hands'

Muthachan(Grandfather)- 'Restitution or Grief'

Exactly 2 years ago

04.40pm

'12 missed calls'

When I boarded my bus after my last exam and took my phone out, I saw 12 missed calls each from every single person in my family, except from my Muthachan (Grandfather). An inner fear grew within me, a bad intuition hit me. As a Sagittarian, I have always come across such intuitions which later would come true.

Nair asked,

'Whats the matter?'

'I guess, something is wrong at home', I said

'Everything will be fine', he said

I didn't believe him.

My phone started ringing, it was from my grandmother's phone.

'Hello, whats the matter?', I asked straight

'Nothing', it said

I knew it wasn't my grandmother. I did my best to recognize the voice, but I couldn't.

'Who is this?', I asked with hearts beating even faster. I knew something terrible is waiting to hinder me.

'I am Beena', she said

Beena is my ammuma's (grandmother's) sister in law.

'What happened?', I asked

'Nothing, where are you?', she asked

I got my wits off!

'Tell me what happened?', I asked sternly. My heart was beating too loud for me to hear each of its stroke.

'Muthachan hit with an accident and..' she said

I interrupted in shock:

'What?'

'Its ok, he is safe now', she said

I repeated the question:

'What happened?' with a harsh voice that came out of a paining heart

She cut the call. I tried calling, but she didn't accept. I was totally sunk in the ocean of imaginations and I couldn't accept any. I was in shock for the first time in my life. I saw a blank surrounding amidst the crowd. The picture of my grandfather rolled through my eyes at infinity speed in an arranged timeline.

Some drops of water started rolling down my eyes without my permission. I soon realized that, I am in college bus with people nearby. I wiped my first tear off and sat down with my head down. I wanted to reach my home as soon as possible. I wanted to see Muthachan, Ammuma and Kunjamman (My Uncle) right now!

Bus approached my stop and I got down with Amal as soon as the bus stopped. Thankfully, Amal's brother came over with his car to immediately get me home. I asked them to drop me much before my home. I started walking, or running to be apt to my home. I saw many people passing down to and fro from my home. My probabilities turned into certain deterministic conclusions. I saw the gate of my home wide open and many people gathered (this has happened only during any big occasions like marriage, engagement etc.). They all looked at me, I tried to escape there looks and walked straight to my ammuma. She was crying, but the sound came from her heart. I controlled my tears to the extreme and it was very necessary to help ammuma.

I still didn't knew what has happened, I just didn't want to know it. I sat down close to ammuma and hugged her as tightly as possible and she did the same. Her sobbing stopped, and I closed my eyes to see him(Muthachan) infront of my eyes, but in the darkness that my closed eyes provided. I responded with a tear which I didn't allow to come out.

I opened my eyes to see my bold and smart sister crying. My tear almost opened the gates, but my eye lids successfully blocked them.

I could hear my heartbeats amidst all the voices which was running behind.

'I want to see him, now', I said

I didn't knew who were there nearby, but everyone were afraid of my attitude change.

'There is nothing left, he has left us alone', Ammuma said

I didn't want to believe her!

'I want to see my Muthachan right now', I said

I sat still, until Bhasi(My Classmate) came home along with his mother. I saw him, and ran to him and said, 'Come onn, come with me nowww!'

He took the car and we drove to Ashwini Hospital. I saw my Kunjamman, many relative's, neighbors standing out there. I went straight to him and hugged him tightly. I knew my kunjamman since years, I have never seen him cry. Today, he cried and on hugging I heard his sounding heartbeats too.

'Where is Muthachan, I want to see him', I said

'None are allowed', my kunjachan said

'I WANT TO SEE HIM RIGHT NOW', I said

At my aggression, everyone accepted. I knew if I wouldn't see him, I would never believe whatever has happened. I was allowed in to the room named: 'Mortuary'.

I saw him, I saw his blood, his leg with as many scratches possible and I saw him at peace. I retreated!

I confirmed, I took a long breathe to see him  just beside me and he talked:

'Don't cry! I don't like you crying', he said

In a moment, he wasn't there. I didn't cry!

I realised, the most beautiful person I have known in this world is no more.

I realised, the most beautiful lover I have known can't be felt anymore.

I realised, the most hardworking person I have known can't work anymore.

I saw the sky up and I could see him everywhere. I saw death, I saw grief and I saw myself losing the game called life.

I remember him saying: 'One day everyone will die'

I consoled my mind saying: 'That day, I will come to meet you'

2 years after that day, I still miss him a lot and this is my tribute to him:

My Restitution...!!!

Unwritten Love

Inspired by true stories!

Its from India, but wait isn't this number too familiar? He couldn't believe his eyes! Her number is flashing in his mobile, she is calling him. He is smiling! But wait, there are tears coming out of his shrunken eyes. Truecaller finally opened showing the name on it: 'Pinky'.

It was like sudden random colors on a white paper of his life. He answered the phone:

'Helloooooooo', he said

'Hiii', she replied

'How have you been? And why didn't you take up the call? I dialled you a 100 times', he asked

'Sorry!', she said with that killer voice which calmed him down

Her apologies are readily accepted by him, as it has been since 10 years, 2 months and 14 days when they first met.

'Its ok, it doesn't matter', he said

'But, how is it that you have called me? What happened?', he asked literally smiling with the wide cheeks that he has got. She identifies it when he smiles, even if she is on the other side, with just his voice modulation.

'Its a very big reason yar, I think the time has come and we need to meet', she said

'Tomorrow is fine?', he asked

'Tomorrow is OK for me, but where are you?', she asked

'Don't think about that, message me where and when to meet and I will be there present before you' he said and checked his time to confirm (03.30am).

'Ok, I will! See you', she said

'Bye, see you soon', he said

He rushed out of his bed, got ready, packed and booked a ticket while he was in his was to airport. No planes to fly!

'Chart a flight!', he said to himself.

It took around 40% of his savings to chart the flight. He was still smiling, smiling because atleast 40% of his savings where worth it at the end.

He travelled half of the world where he ran his flashback memory of his 'Love to her'.

He was in the college when they met. He fall for her the very first time he saw her. It was then a traditional one sided love story and he was into a stage of mental depression until she noticed and felt his love and corresponded it. She started caring him, which helped him. She started talking to him, which helped him gain the lost confidence. Both of them got graduated and he was on a perfect pavement now with a highly paid decent job waiting him. He decided to propose her officially.

'I love you and I want to marry you', he said

'I don't know what to say, I am not ready yet, I have my aims, I want time to decide, Let the time come', she said

'Its Ok, I will wait and whenever you feel the time has come then you can answer! I will just be a call away from you', he said

He recollected the line: 'The time will come'

It was the 314th time he was smiling recollecting the line. He was sure about it, the time has come.

He checked his phone: the message has come. Its 4 hrs left for the meet and a 2 hrs drive from the airport in a restaurant where once they celebrate a birthday of there mutual friend. His brain was trying to sleep but his heart didn't allow it. His energy and confidence level was so high that he couldn't resist from getting exposed. The passenger's gave a weird look at him when they saw a decent suited man is jumping on his way. His spectators brought his wits back on track.

Every single minute that passed was measured and evaluated. He is not just happy because he is about to meet her after 2 long years but also because he knew this meet would be a life changer.

On his way, he got an idea of buying a ring, which is because of very obvious reasons. He took another 30% of his savings to buy that. So, another 30% went worth it. He also bought new set of clothes to wear for the occasion that he will remember for lifetime.

He reached the place an hour before. He looked up for an hotel. Got refreshed and wore the newly bought set of wears. He was all set and he checked his phone: its 25 min more. He reached the place and had a couple seater booked. He checked his pocket: the ring is ready.

He was checking her old pictures with him which he has viewed over 1 crore times ever since. A conversant giggle distracted me, it was her.

'You still have these pics?', she said

He was open-mouthed. He didn't understand how can someone get better and better with age. It was jaw dropping moment for him. He couldn't control his senses,

'You look awesom-er, yaarrr', he exclaimed

'You still haven't got out of the fever of praising me for false reasons. Buddi ho gayi yar (got old)', she said sarcastically

Sudden silence as she sat. I couldn't control my emotions. He was smiling like a child. She was in a saree and it made her too hot to even manage your eyes to turn off.

He collected his wits back, when he though to himself:

'I have my whole life to watch her'

'Hey, are you checking out?', she said

'May be!', he said

He never accepted her self-praises. It meant like only he can praise her.

'So, Where were you? Where are you coming from? And did you find someone?', she asked

'I was on the very same earth, and I didn't find yet, may be soon', he said with a small giggle at end

'Why, what happened? Didn't you try anyone?', she poked

'Actually, I couldn't find someone better than you', he replied with smooth tone that killed her confidence. Ever since they have met, whenever they talked and when he talks something frankly seeing her eyes, she gets her confidence down, fear crumbles in. He doesn't like that, and they even have discussed that, but he realised nothing has changed yet.

Silence again!

'So..???', He broke the silence

'Why are we here?', he asked with his very innocent face which she always decodes.

'It's about Marriage', she said with a naughty smile on her face

His inner heart was calling out loud: Jump, Run and Shout! He consoled his mind and asks it to wait. He took his ring out of his pocket and waited for the right moment.

'I have thought about Marriage, I am getting old and I think its the right time to get married', she said with widening smile

'Yes, definitely', he replied in a bold and managerial fashion

'Soo...!', she stopped

'Soo...?', he questioned

He was about to take his ring out when she interrupted:

'I am getting married!', she said passing a violet envelope that she has been carrying ever since she entered which he didn't notice until then.

It read:

‘Pinky weds Harish'

He grabbed the ring in his fist tightly. He made sure, none of his tear emerged out of the glands comes out of his eyes. He managed a smile, a fake smile! She knew it was fake. She had no options but to marry that boy which her parents liked and wanted her to marry. He was perfect, he had money, he was handsome, intelligent and successful. She didn't find a reason to deny.

He didn't allow silenece to grow. With his superhuman power to control the emotions, he asked:

'When is it and where is it?', he asked

She smiled! She gave all the details about the marriage with a bright made-up smile. He listened with complete attention and interest.

'I will definitely come!', he said

'That means a lot to me', she said

He smiled!

'I need to rush, have a meeting', he said

'Sure, we will meet', she said

They both moved out of the restaurant.

'Bye', she said

'Bye', he said

Both faced opposite and started walking. His control over his tears where gone and it came out in a flash. She put down her fake smile and walked with silent heart which she killed herself.

He gripped tight the ring until the last droplet split after 2 hrs of there split. He opened his fist and was about to throw it into the water pool ahead which contained his salty tears, when a woman with 2 children came to him, begging. He gave it to her and said,

'Take this and teach your children'

She bowed down in repect and walked off looking at the amusement thing that she got in her hands showing her 2 little children. She didn't even knew the thing she is carrying could alone help her 2 children grow with ease. He was looking at her children, and he felt lucky to have got parents like his.

He married his memories with her and lived a life that changed 1000's of children across the world with the remaining 30% savings that he had. Now he got to know that this 30% had is real worth over others.

He is now being loved not by 1 but 1000's of children across the world. Sometimes, Love isn't reciprocated!

But, there is always, One day!

'Love is a way of Life'

With Love,

-Harikrishna M Menon (HK)

My I-Day (71st Independence Day)

14th Aug 2017
10.30 PM

On Bed (About to Sleep)

Me, Chhabiji and Mukesh Bhai made all plans of going to Redfort tomorrow with a perfect time schedule. The plan was about a month old to go and we were eagerly waiting for it.  I was on my bed  and set to get up early @4am(alarm set) to move there. Just for fun, I asked the question, that I should have asked (obviously at Quora):

What are the procedures to be at Redfort tomorrow(Independence Day)??? Do we require passes???

The first answer flashed: 'You are not allowed without passes' followed by this line, 'Passes can be availed till 7.00pm of 14th August from these places'

I literally got off bed, my sleep turned off and I was all the way into hitting myself for not thinking about this fact. We were soo excited that we forgot all these little things. Chhabi ji did went yesteryear without a pass, but I was confused. I was shocked to see this specific answer. I scrolled down and luckily all the other answers said: 'No, passes aren't required'.

I felt that wave of happiness and restitution. I lay back, but my sleep was far to touch me back again. I didn't have fb, WhatsApp or a Girl Friend who loves me to help me sleep. I closed my eyes and the future picture of flag hoist, national anthem, Modiji's speech etc.  almost killed my sleep. And finally I didn't knew when I slept, as it always happens.

15th Aug 2017

I-Day

Out of darkness I got up at no time and saw my mob clock- 4.45am. We areee lateeee..!!!

Chabbi ji got up and went to bathroom to realize other fact-'No Water'. We did all possible tricks and no water yet. But our presence of mind helped here, we already assumed that this situation may arise, so we filled up 2 buckets of water the other night. With that 2 buckets of water, we 3 did our job and we were set to move to Redfort and get our wishes done.

06.03am 

Finally we are in the first metro to Redfort (Chandhni Chowk). Reached Chandni Chowk Metro Station @6.50am and we ran to the place with all others to the site of happening. Then came, the first safety check-up point. I got cleared with it. They were constantly looking at my beard and mustache which could create a suspicion. He cleared me off with doubts still breeding in his mind. I turned back and smiled at him, he too smiled back at me, but I didn't know until I reached the second security check that it was a killer smile which he gave. Second checkup was all like they just didn't ask me to remove my clothes  and except that they did all of it. I had to sacrifice my comb because of its sharpness, I had to donate all the coins I had. I put my  key chain into the lump of things that were being seized and put by the cops-on-security. Ofcorse, I feel what the cops are doing is absolutely good to ensure the safety of the scene. Its of national importance or pride to secure Redfort from any foreign intervention. Thanks to all security personnel working on the I-Day. I went on for the last but a mild check just before the entry to the Redfort ground. 

Entry

We reached, we took our seat and soon our esteemed Prime Minister came into the scene with a marvelously extraordinary security line up. He reached the podium sharp at 06.58am and hoisted the flag at 07.00am and my dream of singing National Anthem after the flag hoist was achieved. I was feeling the sense of nationalism, patriotism and India to heart. Soon, Mr. PM reached onto his mike and started with the dialogue, 'Mere pyare deshwasiyoon!' (My dear Indian's). It went very short this time but it pinpointed very sensitive issues of present India and stressed on 'New India', the key points include:

The National Anthem

1. Today we are celebrating both Independence Day and Janmasthami. 
2. I bow to all those who have sacrificed for the independence of the nation 
3. People of India stand shoulder to shoulder with those affected due to natural disasters and the tragedy in Gorakhpur. 
4. Natural calamities have become a big challenge. Good rains contribute to prosperity of the country, but climate change creates problems 
5. No one is small or big in India. We can bring change with our collective effort and create a new India where all will get equal opportunity.
6. This is a special year as it is the 75th anniversary of Quit India Movement, the 100th anniversary of Champaran Satyagraha, and the 125th anniversary of Ganesh Utsav 
7. Our armed forces always proved their mettle in handling both extremism and during war. Even the world acknowledged our power after the surgical strikes. 
8. National security is our priority. We are capable of defending our country in all spheres - land, sea or the cyber space 
9. Must leave this 'Chalta Hai' nature. We have to now think of 'Badal Sakta Hai'- it will help us progress as a nation 
10. January 1 2018 will not be an ordinary day, those born in this century will start turning 18, 'Bhagya Vidhatas' of our country 
11. GST is a great success. The world is in awe seeing how we implemented the new tax system in such a short notice 
12. GST has shown the spirit of cooperative federalism. The nation has come together to support GST & the role of technology has also helped 
13. Many countries now helping India in fight against terror. 
14. Have asked terrorists to join the mainstream but there will be no leniency towards terrorism 
15. Development of J&K is the responsibility of both the state and Center. Na gaali se samasya sulajhne wali hai, na goli se, samasya suljhegi har Kashmiri ko gale lagane se (Kashmir probem cannot be resolved by either bullets or by abuses. It can be resolved by embracing all Kashmiris) 
16. A handful of separatists trying new tactics to create problems in the state. 
17. Today I am happy to announce the launch of a dedicated portal for the winners of gallantry awards. 
18. Today India is using technology to root out corruption and the world is now acknowledging our achievements in this regard. 
19. India is capable of sending Mangalyaan in just nine months and we are now focusing on speedy implementations of projects. 
20. States have very important role in the development of country 
21. Violence has no place in free India. The country will not accept violence in the name of faith. 
22. The poison of castesim and communalism can never be beneficial for our nation. This is the country of Lord Buddha and Mahatma Gandhi. 
23. I want to mention those women who have to suffer due to 'Tripe Talaq'- I admire their courage. We are with them in their struggles 
24. We are devoting significant attention to eastern India- Bihar, Assam, West Bengal, Odisha, Northeast. These parts have to grow further. 
25. This year 56 lakh people paid taxes. 3 lakh shell companies have been found of which licenses of 1.75 companies have been cancelled. 
26. Tax filing has more than doubled from April 1 to August 5. Unearthed black money worth Rs 1.25 lakh crore in 3 years 
27. In future digital currency will take the place of paper notes and hence we are determined to carry on with less cash economy 
28. If we will be successful in Swach Bharat, it will rein in inflation and help the poor save money 
29. Demonetisation helped banks lower interest rates 
30. GST boosting goods-transport efficiency by 30%. Will see increase in transparency with GST implementation 
31. There will be no space to loot in the country... Our fight against corruption and black money will go on 
32. Aim at lowering medical costs for poor, middle class 
33. Want to double farmer income by 2022 
34. Aim to provide home, water, power to all poor people 
35. Aim to create a terror, communal, caste-free nation 
36. Together we will create a new India which will be clean, healthy and will fulfil our dreams of swaraj 

Source: Economic Times

It was an hour long speech and at the end I clapped like, he should hear it. My second dream of hearing a Modi speech was also done now. The National Anthem at the end, watching the unfurled flag of Republic of India was like something beyond a limit to explain. We departed after he departed. The only problem about the whole event was that we could only get a seat far away from Modiji's Dias. I hated myself for not buying a VIP pass for just Rs.500 and also not getting my mobile which would have helped to send some live pics along too. Following which we walked through the messy Chandhni Chowk roads to Chandhni Chowk Metro Station and departed to Ghitorni.

Me, Chhabi Ji and Mukesh Bhai

I came back to Rajiv Chowk for my first Quora meetup, which I have already wrote ON in the blog below:

Quora I-Day Delhi Meetup by Harikrishna M Menon

Quora I-Day Meetup

A Big Flag @Rajiv Chowk Circle

That was my 71st Independence Day. I am glad, it didn't pass like other dull days. Hope you found it good and informative too.

-HK

Vinnaithandi Varuvaya (Hangover) 'Introducing Special People'

I am very much addicted to films and I accept that...

But, I agreed to myself not to watch a single movie for another 8 months and charted a decision. I am always bold to my 'decisions charts' and follow them with utmost respect, even if I feel not to, sometimes. I used to watch videos on GATE, IES videos on some technical phenomenon's and some high news on YouTube, and I had terms and conditions in the 'decision charts' to allow these. I used to watch them regularly and all those trending videos and channel videos tempted me put a click on it but as I said, I am bold enough to my decisions.

In Delhi here, around 1200km from parents and around 2800km from my loved one's and special people, I already felt the taste of loneliness to the extreme, but each and every day passing by decreased them and initiated the habituation/adaptation phenomenon that Darwin explained about we living being's. I was confident about every following day, but then something suddenly killed all the doings. I started feeling bad, started feeling lonely and it made me desperately sad (the reason is private, couldn't expose). Some people become so important to us that they control our lives unknowingly. They dont talk to us when we wont but thats ok, but when we talk and they keep shut with no reason, it feels bad. And it feels too bad that you cant sleep at the night. I used to sleep at 10pm and would be in those obvious dreams by 10.30pm and none can dare wake me up till 6am then. But now, even @3.30am am unable to sleep, I feel I am tired but yet I couldnt find the reactive sleep. These things happen even when some people just do some actions or by saying nothing. We are all influenced by some or the other people like this. I know every reader has someone like this and yes they are very Special People; atleast for us. Yes, this is that same Special Person am talking about(If you are following my blog).

I was already getting mad, and the idea of watching a movie popped up but my boldness overrided the sadness. I went on and on carrying and dragging them with me; the sorrow. I am a person who like sorrows and find happiness through them, though you might not understand how and why but it is just unexplainable; even I cant explain. But this is a sorrow, am unable to fight. I was defeated and being defeated many times till today.

Today, I accidentally found Vinnaithandi Varuvaya film on the channel sections on my YouTube. I listened to my heart and watched it. I still dont know how I did it but it was all a mind-feedback-technology. The film which I hated a lot, the film that didnt make any sense, the film that was raw and impossible, the film that show a Christian girl (23years) from Kerala and a hindu boy (22years) from Tamil Nadu love each other and because the family doesnt allow, they make some unwanted decisions and split there parts dramatically, meant nothing and just a waste of time for me when I was in my first quarter of 11th Standard.

'Some people make too idiotic films with no story and some idiotic people like it and ask to watch' I said to my friend who game me this movie which he regretted later.

After watching the movie almost exactly 6 years, I am simply mad about the movie now. I simply said to myself :

'How on earth, didnt I like it?'

I kept saying to myself,
'What a film mannn'

I acknowledged to myself- 'You Now Know Love'
(Credits to brilliant acting by Trisha and Silambarasan and Gautam Vasudev Menon; my now favourite for the astonishingly extraordinary and real film; love the team of Vinnaithandi Varuvaya film)

I am out of it, am out of the sorrow but definitely one thing I learned and yes I am learning it day by day now that Love is something that none can experience twice and will be the best thing anyone can anyday have. Ignoring love is ignoring yourself. I bet you to my life, please go for love than anything if you are really...

Hope, the Special People know love someday.

Waiting Continues..!!!

Although once broken, I am bold enough  not to go for any other movie. Decision Charts 'followed'.

I just want to say this one thing to end:

'Life and Love are never two different things, living life with love is the real LIFE'

Good Day..!!!

Capital Times ( Change of State-Retake)

Yes, after 22 yrs since my birth; am to my country capital, but for unfortunate or better reasons..!!!

I landed down at New Delhi sharp 12PM of 2nd July for my expedition of 3-4 month long Rank Improvement Coaching Classes by Made Easy. I didn't get my preferred college and preferred branch with my previous score. Thought on settling down at any NIT but my instincts rejected the offer and got to be here, in Delhi Metro travelling to Huda Centre, Gurgaon, Haryana. I stayed there (Mayfield Garden, Sector 50) with one of our family friends; Yadav Ji's Family.

Next day, I traveled down through the same Awesome and Extraordinary Engineering: Delhi Metro to Hauz Khaz to the Corporate Office, Made Easy. Got my ID card and took another metro to Ghitorni (A village changed into a group of mechincal engineering students; around 7000 of them with a desire to clear Gate/IES/IAS/PSU). Seeing this, suddenly my rank of 7000 in GATE seemed too high, because I must have defeated most of them. The sigh ended as I saw, how I couldn't defeat those another 7000 of them. Yes, its a war of 65 questions in 3 hrs and on to get prepared for that. I was ready for this battle, but battle didn't go too well to hit the required to clear the stage.

So, am here in Ghitorni searching the last vacant seat in any Hostel, PG. Almost all of them were filled as mine was one of those final batch...Wonderful..!!!

Me, with Yadav Uncle and Pradish (My friend from Solapur who got to join here in some another batch a month before on my suggestions) searched all over for one room.  

Soon we found one:

Room No.I-1, 4th Floor,
100 Feet Road,
Ghitorni,
New Delhi-110030

And that is it, finally everything required was acquired. Its just to begin. It was a 1 BHK home with hall being shared by 2 people and bedroom by other 2. I was only left with the hall. Later I came to know that I am acquainted by 3 people of which the 1 with me in hall came all the way from Srinagar, Kashmir.. Mr. Handsome; Aadil Bashir, the very first thing I wanted to ask him was: What is actually going on in Kashmir...??? I definitely asked slowly but steadily.. I wanted to get a solution, and I found a lot of conclusions from our later done chats, talks and discussions which went on. Even one of the chats went till 2am night. But issues apart, through him I got to know that the fact that beauty of Kashmir related to as Heaven is true and real. He is a very cool man, with inner heart towards peace like many other Indians. I didnt see any difference and I suppose the Kashmir issues arent to be complained on citizens. Its hell lot of a issue by the way, and yes I would definitely explain it after I gain my threshold knowledge on that regard and write on it. Anyhow, its wonderful to have him as a friend now. I never dreamt of a Kashmiri friend, but its almost a dream come true moment now. The other 2 in bedroom are from Bilaspur and Raipur respectively: Mukesh and Chhabi. They both were together in MTech and came out to try IES. They are very soft and mild people as expected and does things with full confidence and hardwork. There room especially would prove it.

                                                                  Me and Aadil                                                  

                                                          Mukesh and Chhabi's Room

Chhabi  Ji  and Me

I went with Pradish to have our Lunch which wasn't with a bit of essence (no spices). Astonished but to achieve the value for money we ate the last bit.

2.30 pm; we reached our coaching classes. We entered with our ID cards scanned and entered into the AC room as expected. Pradish went to his respective batch either. And I was waiting for my first lecture of the 3-4 months long journey. Thats it, on that side.

Now, telling you about our capital; there's a lot to say. I visited only some mandatory places and left others to be done later. I got my first holiday; Saturday. I decided to check out.

My first place in list was ' The Historic Qutub Minar '. I just said Wowwww on the serenity of the place. It had everything signifying the ancient Architecture and strength in Engineering in past times.

By the way, the stories behind Qutub Minar is too interesting, which I would write later.

Next, I took other metro to Chawri Bazar. Got down and moved out. There were a dozens of cycle rickshaws run by electric power and its called 'battery' locally. I reached the famous Jama Masjid. It was around 2 Km away from the station. The place was typical Indian Market type at the entrance i.e. highly populated and crushed but with all types of people. Some people carrying huge loads on their shoulders to meet there daily needs, some bearded man to spend there day in the shrine, some pretty girls chilling there day out and many families shopping. I entered into the Masjid after security check. The awesome view and the much awesome architecture was stunning. I went to pool in the middle and did things like what other muslim friends were doing. I went on to the top of one of the minars and it was absolutely wonderful view from there. It gave that isometric view of the red fort and north end. I enjoyed it and took some pics and moved to lunch. Lunch was pre-decided, My Menu and Hotel was already suggested and declared by My Kashmiri Room Mate. Near Jama Masjid we have hotel were we get 'Kashmiri Wazwaan' (meaning Kashmiri Dishes). I entered the hotel which he named. It was congested but different and ambience lied within. I ordered the pre-decided things- One Goshthab, Chawal, One Chicken Curry, Chilli Soup.. It took some time before I completed it. Everyone there were wondering why this Visibly Hindu guy is trying all this. There face was dangerous, I felt a small bit of threat within, but then I knew I am in INDIA. I turned off there anxious looks off by saying the story behind reaching there. We became close as we all talked in group. Then I realized, that never completely believe the looks of any person.

Qutub Minar (Gate Side View)

Alai Darwaza

Wall View

Kabristhan

Elevation (2nd in India)

The Foundations

Kabrrr

Complete and Pure Iron

The Unrusted Iron Pillar

Qutub Minar

Me with a happy Battery Driver

The Invention; Battery

Battery Ride

The Pond

The Historic Pigeon Farm

Jama Masjid (Pigeon Shot)

Jama Masjid

Red Fort @other end

Crushed Roads

Masjid Entry

Goshthab and Chawal

Then I moved on to my next place, actually the most important place. The place I dreamt to go for a million times. I got down at Central Secretariat Station. I walked down to the great Rashtrapathi Bhavan. It was visible from the end. I saw the serenity to the extreme. I felt prouder, patriotic and it was a wish come true moment and enjoyed it. I reached the gates of Rashtrapathi Bhavan after which it wasn't allowed to move. It was in between the North and South Block of Cabinet and PM office. The Rajpath Road was straight leading to India Gate at the other end. I walked on the distance of around 2 KM. Though people prefer auto in this hot sun, but I didn't feel the sun over my nationalism in my heart flowing turbulently along my emotions. I was at peace and overwhelmingly happy over my country's stature, its supremacy and beauty. I was extraordinarily happy watching my country's best kept places. I was in love.

Rajpath Road

Traffic ahead The Parliament 

The Proud Rashtrapathi Bhavan

A view to future back

Cabinet Offices

North Block

Martyrs Gate - India Gate

Great India Gate

Martyr's Name Inscribed

The Flag of the 3 Forces

The Setting

The Amar Jyothi

In the Engineered Metro

I left the place by 6 pm and reached my room by 7 pm. So thats it, our capital city. Well there are counterparts too, our capital is dirty, highly polluted, warm and noisy to be frank. We can actually witness global warming here and its effects, its terrible. You are more prone to ill health and you got to be safe. All this pollution issue is due to the cars, people here take there cars for single person use. I mean, 90 % of the cars you see here are used to travel alone, even if they can afford the bestest of the bikes possible. These extra space taken from roads by cars rather if they used bikes is causing all possible pollution, global warming, unavoidable jam's, accidents etc. If any Delhiwala reading this, note to change. So that's our capital, a blend of black and white.

Would definitely write to you soon. I have posted my first letter to the special person.

Yesterday I went to Gurgaon, Haryana to meet Yadav Uncle. And am back today, preparing myself. Heard from the maid that Katrina Kaif has come and they are shooting just half a km away. My room mates picked the statement and left in hurry but unlucky they are back right now, as she just went. I felt the buzz of Delhi. You can see a celebrity here over a period. There are some similarities here, or we can call it a trend here: Cigarettes, Having Girlfriends and Headphones everywhere you go- You can see every 5th guy inhaling the cancer induced fumes in Delhi, You can see every 3rd person talking to his gf or her bf  You can watch almost everyone wearing there headphones over to switch to there own world. Girlfriend thing, I felt reallly amazed and it sounded love everywhere. For the students out here preparing for exams they have a proper schedule for gf's and they follow every day as I can see through my balcony everyday sharp at his or her time out there in private enjoying moments. I was amazed by there time management, though luckily or unfortunately I didnt have any gf to take some time for. Although I prefer memories, all which is left over. Cigarettes, I hate this thing the most and ask friends to do alcohol but not this bloody cigarettes. Headphones, am already acquainted as music is the only thing that heels the pain and gives relief ever since I came to know love not crushes (and that was around my 11th class).

That is New Delhi!

To all of you out there- 'Me chu fairaan choan' which means 'I miss you guys' in Kashmiri. Yes, am trying to learn a bit.

And I want to say to that very special person- 'Mea Chu Loall Aamuth Choan'

Unpredictable life and Ironic people

It’s an amazing feeling to meet new, different and real people unlike the ones who surround you. I met some today. I got ready for college to collect my final certificate and take a motivation class for S7 students. It was 10 am and my Bajaj Discover 110 cc (No RC Book, PUC, Insurance) was ready to take me down to my 30 km distance college. My options to my destinations are many, of which I choose the longest but the way through the dense forest and hills. I liked that path so much that, it’s one of my happiest memories. The rain didn’t betray me, and I was ecstatic with every km I passed as usual. I flew through them a lot of times but every time those roads, those trees and those hills gave a new look and attracted me to move further and come back again. I was thrilled.

I took a sudden turn and then an inclination uphill, suddenly I heard some sound down below from my bike. I didn’t check and moved on. A sound of something broken hit my ears and I was giving the acceleration but the bike didn’t move. I got down, and with my wonderfully big eyes I exclaimed..!!!

Yes, the chain it broke down and I checked over to see too many moms checking out their children to schools with pretty high expectations. They were all staring at me, on my helplessness. I was getting embrassed. I saw myself helpless too. I thought of nothing and went on to ask one chechi (sister) about the availability of a mechanic nearby. She didn’t knew well, she was starting to think over it, when suddenly everyone got involved and said there is one uphill and need to walk. I parked my bike side-by and walked over to that place asking every other individual on my way. They all looked me with a different eye. I looked different, as always I do. They might surely be contemplating me as some city freak doing some crazy business out here, I thought so. Finally, when I got the mechanic’s home (Shaji’s) which didn’t have more than 1 and half room with a room occupied 2 dogs that of course he fed started barking loud enough which echoed and created a big disturbance over the entire place. I got out of the scene and realized that he is not home and I must leave.

I got down and they (around 15 people) started worrying about my situation (actually more than me myself). They gathered and even started discussing how to help this boy out to reach his destination. I knew that I had no way out but to walk back to a place where I at least get a bus. I was thoroughly flattened by this behavior. I said to myself, humanity still exists. In fact I have been with friends who just wanted my help, money or energy and left off. And I am meeting these complete strangers who don’t even know me well. Yes, Kerala people get too much into the privacy but mostly that was for bad like gossips, ridicule etc. but this time it’s completely opposite. And finally one middle aged guy went into his home and came out with a key and handed over to me and said take my bike and when you come back your bike will be ready. Without asking anything, without telling much of the things when they helped like this, I felt I should share this part of humanity that Kerala people own.

I came back around 5 pm evening and I saw my bike completely in perfect condition. They asked me check it and it was perfect. That is when I met that golden man – Shaji. Who literally sleeps in his own house in a half the cent area unless his dogs allow him, Who looked well aged and doesn’t carry a mobile phone. All those respect to him came through later incidents. I handed over the bike’s key with a 500 Rs. note that I made of my tuition's. He didn’t accept it with any stand, but finally convinced him to take it.

‘In a critical condition when I was not in a position to do anything and you helped, that couldn’t be repaid yet this, may do at least something’, I said.

And he replied telling ‘You have a drink a tea here’

‘Yes I would take the tea’, I said

While taking tea, Shaji who came with me, asked me about my doings. I said I just attended my interview in ISRO’s college (IIST). His smile widened. Then he started to say things about ISRO. Initially, I could follow him well as I too had much updated details about ISRO’s projects. Then came those exceptional facts of ISRO, which were very much unknown to me. I was stunned. I never judge people but yes, I never expected a man with his clothes tore and incomplete home having knowledge of that level about ISRO. Slowly, I tried to twist the topic as I was getting a bit nervous with his intelligence on that regard. I changed over my topic to Russia anyhow. He didn’t stop. He again mesmerized me to that extreme, which even made me feel too inferior. I started to respect him, physically or literally. He being too genuine and humble respected me more. I simply need to say this, I tried to escape.

 I was afraid.

I was hit.

I started my bike saying all those families standing to wave me,

‘Every time, I go through this road I will surely meet you people’

And to Shaji Bhai- ‘I will be back’

In my inner mind, I said-

‘Next time, I come I will study and come for you my friend, you are awesome…!!!’

As I rode back to home, I said to myself-

‘MANNNN, What a Day???’



Note- Sorry for any grammatical or spelling errors, they aren't intentional if there... :)