It was Computer Period for us and I was sitting in between two guys Santhosh (Santa) and Venkatesh (Dikki) in my 11th class and those two guys were pinching and hitting a fat guy Manikandan (Buffalo). Since three of us were sitting in the same desk, Senthil (Mundhiri Kottai) was the minder (Class Representative) he wrote all our three names on the black board. As soon as Computer Professor (Kamban – this is his nick name, I forgot his original name) came in, he asked three of us to go out of the class. As usual we bowed our heads down and standing in front of him, but that wasn’t convincing enough for him to accommodate us in his class. So, we were all thrown out. Santhosh was standing behind the door hiding him in such a way no one walks in the corridor can see him. This is because his mom is a physics teacher and she works in the same school. I was standing next to him for the same reason, but my mom was not working in the same school but she was was an ex-teacher from this same school and she still maintained contacts with some of the teachers to get periodical feedback about me and my studies. Venkatesh was standing outside the door; he was careless as his parents are not working in this school.
As we were standing outside the door, Santhosh wasn’t aware that the professor was walking close to the door to check what we were doing, and Santhosh started saying “Dei, Kamban vandhutaana da”.. he kept on asking this and I was not able to control my laughter. After seeing us laughing, our professor ended up with usual scolding’s and round of climax, followed by saying we were fit for nothing.
I happened to experience all these tortures in my school days. When I moved to 12th standard, I used to roam around with Ram Prasad by conveying to my mom that I would be in his room for group studies and he did the same at his home and we both roamed all the streets. That is when I experienced my first puff and believe me that was my last puff as well. I will explain more about this in my next blog.
After my +2, where I scored only few marks, but Ram Prasad managed to few extra marks than me. As a dialogue in 3 idiots movie, when a guy roams around you and gets more marks than you, you will always feel bad and I felt bad from that day up until I got admitted in college.
The first day in College..
I was all excited as my granny helped me convince my dad and mom to get me into one of the famous college in city by 'donating' quite a few grands to the college welfare management. Then, from here I don't know where I was going, I just started and tried to be studious and after first year, all professors started liking me and I wanted to maintain the pride that I accumulated. So, I continued to study well. During the interim exams, I would score a good marks and my fate, always pushes me back during university exams. And as every college guy, had few crushes (Divya, we named her as Powder, man I can’t still forget her face). Also some everlasting memories of bunking classes for a movie and a grand b'day celebrations at theater.. Life was heaven those days... Finally, I was able to complete the degree with distinction.
After about three years of college studies, I got a job in heaven. So called software industry. (I don't know how far it is true). But I felt the same way, when I got this job. But, this made me feel bad that I will not be able to pursue my master’s degree. Don’t think I am being so studious here, I was feeling bad that I will have to work from now, and no more fun. I wanted to do my regular masters not for the sake of knowledge, but just to have fun by spending three more years under the feet of my parents. But unfortunately that did not happen.
Unlike some lucky chaps, I had got to be on bench only for few days of my life and had been testing the hell out of the developers ever since. A week back I got piece of code to test and since then my life had been a living hell. I was wondering how tension free and comfortable life would have been if I got a chance to pursue MCA.
Sitting in an Air-Conditioned office, having testing discussions with my team lead, and those were the days where I felt going for bathroom and a tea break would make my team lead feel that I am dodging. And I used to sit at my desk all the time erect starring at monitor even if I don’t have work. But my TL used to roam a lot. After a few more days, I got to talk to my onsite co-ordinator.. that is the first time I am ever talking in an international call.. woow.. wat a feeling, I said to all my friends that I had got a chance to talk with my onsite co-ordinator while most of my friends already did.
After an year, I started growing as an IT employee by staying late at office, tea breaks with girls, mokkai joke, kadalai etc., etc., And then I was like wanting to do something different to establish myself, but I rather had a very few chances to prove myself. And then suddenly world around me started to change and everyone started to initiate visa and then I started to dream about high rises, porsche life, flying in a car, money, my reputation amongst relatives and all about flying to United States.. (Dream of every IT person)..
Then, my project manager said that I am going to fly.. but even before the flight took off, I started to fly up on the air.. and I was not able to control my happiness and josh at that moment.. I went out to call my parents to convey that I am going to United States... As every parent would feel, they started feeling proud of their kid.
Well.. it was a fascinating flight experience with my four best buddies of my batch.. and when we landed we had two more friends to take us from airport to the hotel. That was the most memorable day.. After being here in US, I was taken to Indian street in NJ and it felt like being in the streets of bangalore.. beeda, dosai.. All Indian faces everything was the same except for one thing that even at night 9 it was bright and sun was still smiling at us.
It was a good gang of friends that I had helped me to roam around all the places of United States in less than two months of time.. That was real fun time in my life. I have a detailed blog explaining my trip to Los Angeles.
Then days went on and I was handling a project as an Onsite Co-ordinator.. And as every offshore team.. my team is not an exception to feel what work is he doing at onsite and why is he pushing everything to offshore.. Well.. that is the way life goes..
Since then, with offshore calls and project pressures I have been losing my sleep over infinite loops and run time exceptions, wondering when I would get a life...
A few more years later...
Well, I don't want to imagine right now..