EncOuNteR

10:57....parked the cycle in front of humanities department
10:58...reached the second floor
10:59...found Room No. 332 but 332B is missing
11:00...call from TTN (Dean IC&SR)

Actually,misleaded by the newly updated IITM Website, went to Humanities Department instead of Management Studies.By 11:05 reached his office and knocked the door.A welcoming voice from inside said "Come in".With completely a blank face, here i entered the room.The room looked very simple with 3 fans(No AC) and plastic chairs.But the chair at the center grabbed my
attention.It was peculiar with sliver of wood which supports back.This 3 legged chair had a beautiful flower design on it as well.Later found out that its 32 years old and still serving."Old is Gold".

During the surveillance the familiar voice called me to take up a chair.Dean asked me to introduce myself(in IITM lingo,"put intro").Being nervous,I missed many details.But being Dean, with a lot of patience helped me out.Later he enquired about hobbies,extra curricular activities,Profs etc.In my turn,I asked him about why did he become a prof,how does he know Telugu etc.Actually,the answer to the latter was interesting,In IITM earlier Telugu movies were screened once in a while,With the fond of watching movies,he learnt Telugu.Now,He knew all southern languages it seems.Another Prof. learnt Hindi so that he knows if someone is scolding!! Interesting isn't it.

Well the discussion carried on for 30 minutes.Need to agree that time just flew.But,something was pulling me down throughout the session. I was actually little tensed in meeting the Dean. At the end,Dean gave a hug.Wow!!..actually it is good that i don't have a girl friend or else she
would be cribbing since i don't know even know how to hug.

This is the first time I mingled with a professor like this. First added in Orkut...later in Gtalk and then in person.I dont know whether my first social experiment was hit or flop, but it was memorable.

eCsTaSy

Breaking the nights silence,the buzz sound of my alarm moved my ass off the bed.
With Reebok shoes and jersey here i entered the stadium like a professional jogger.The sizzling solar rays slowly faded the jagged fragmented clouds in the sky.Of course,this is all meant to improve so called physique,which may help in flattering the buxoms but,i guess many joggers are inspired by their swinging ponderable butts and tummies.

In the stadium,to my utter surprise,saw a wide variety of jogging practices.some walk,some limp,some hop and a few jog.Most of them can be compared to animals like snail,hare,frog etc.Few people hided their bouncing nipples behind their fists.

After a lusty pull of back, i also followed the predecessors.stretching the legs forward sprinted the initial rounds like tom catching jerry.galloping the tiredness i completed 5 rounds successfully.but,the silly cool breeze tickled the sweat, o0oo0oo,a cold passed till toe.this encouraged me from within to make one more round,In the last 100m,the sweet kiss of sweat drop from ear with the shoulder gives an ultimate tender feeling.The satisfaction was everlasting!!
Truly, jogging is pleasure treasure.

A transpire to inspire: jog till u tire

End sEm

endsems with endless syllabus
wake me early in the morning
overcoming loads of inertia i start
but still bed calling to the dreams

rushing the pages thorough
like infinte times
but left with no clue
what may come in the exam

i start looking for omen
as nine ticks in the clock
so that i gain extra luck
to save myself form a duck

holding the question paper
I wonder what i see
sticking my pen with paper
a complete mind shut

as far as my memory reads
not even a answerable question
taking my time to start

the rules of the game
there is a logic
there is a magic

In the end there is always
a mystery about grade
only one thing is certain
yes yes yes the sem ended!!

EpiPhaNy

"Macha..Please da ...you have already told this to me".
"oye..hold on...i knew it"
This happened because today i have boasted myself to every third person that i rode a powered two wheeler for the first time.
This all happened when we made our industrial trip to tube investments of india limited.well, I hope you haven't recognized this 60 year old company.BSA,HERCULES, COROMANDEL, CHOLAMANDALAM, might ring you.Well,these are subsidiaries of this industry.
With an employee strength of 32000 it caters around 16 different areas of market.The founder is Murugappa.
Recently this company has launched its "E"conomical scooter.Our tour to this company was focused on this new product.We arrived there at the hottest time of the day after a tiresome of 90 minute journey.We were well received by two people in BSA outfits.One from technical and other guy from marketing.
As expected the marketing guy started his speech" I am not going to market our product to you".Unexpectedly or rather surprisingly the technical manager interfered into this guy's speech a lot.To grab our attention, this marketing guy came up with altogether a new creative idea of showcasing about their brand ambassador.The 3 minute and odd video brought our lives back.All the credit goes to TAMANNAH.Of course,the video is a collection of hottest scenes from different movies .i still dont understand how come she grabbed our eyes with her cute smily expressions.
The next session was to visit their test centre which they proudly named as RESEARCH CENTRE.well,there wasnt any good research going on as far as i know.they have developed some testing tools and using which they validate a batch.The interesting thing was WATER INGRESS TEST.They check for the working of motor in a water reservoir.They do component level as well as complete vehcile testing.they have an assembly line of 20 mts.Just think about it!!
They are right now developing two kinds of vehicles depending upon their power requirements-250 watt and 500 watt.The interesting thing is 250 watt does not require any license issues.For the performance details i advice you to have look at their web page.
After their assembly they do a test ride.Luckily,we have got permission to take a test drive in their track.
Seriously, i havent rode any powered vehicle in my life till now.With a lot of desperation i moved my ass over the hot seat.Well the pillion driver just rolled the accelerator.In fact, i never thought
that diving is so easy.That was my first driving,poor fellow,my friend who sat at my back didnt know that i am driving for the first time.you should have seen his expressions when he came to know.with a lot of confidence i finished four rounds successfully.
Thanks a lot to TII for teaching me driving.

5o miNutEs

Here she enters the class
throws her wicked smile
and opens up her guide
even without a second delay.

why so confusing she teaches
one thousand times i tried
making me mad every moment
need a break forever

one sleeps to save himself
from her irritating voice
and awkward expressions
even then she wakes us up

sometime later she dictates
a problem which has no end
of course,solving is a horizon
none even know whether it ended

in an hours time
with watch We make love
staring at the bell a 100 times

got bored dying in every class
scrape goat is better than us
Atleast it dies only once

whether u r a geek or junkie
a doubt to her Never pose
she makes u a fool

P.S: she aint this type :)

dReAm hEr

Somewhere in my sleep
spinning me upside down
i see her in my dream
turning me round and round

if i wake up out of those dreams
like smoke she just disappears
in one moment in that late night
she hit straight at my heart

sick of getting up alone in bed
deep down below i feel empty
waiting for her to fill that space
i cant stop thinking about her

harvests my pain by her smile
filled my silent life with her voice
never met someone like her before
not a paradox,she is in my paradise

i have got so much to say
neither cant wait nor be away
i will start from today
till that auspicious day

i will be fine when she is on my side
i will shine when she is mine!!

IsTyLe

i saw my dark and rugged face in the mirror.i looked like a beast or a Hannibal dropped from the past.On top of it the uneven growth of uncombed hair,made it look terrible.Then i realized why combing is important in life.So,on this lazy Saturday it made me move my dumb ass to saloon.
Until yesterday i was proud about my evil style.But today, the look was somewhat peculiar and strange.The image in mirror asked me' is that u?'.I consoled my self that i landed in a right place
and things can improve.
There ,i met this skilled barber named 'billu'.He had a charming face and i was confused whether he had magic in his scissors or hand when he made a sound with the scissors and comb.He just asked me 'medium or short'.Just Like a programmed robot.His movements were quick, and finished the job in about 6 minutes.
I was totally scared to look my face in the mirror again.Atlast,with a lot of hope,i raised my head.That was the hair style i was dreaming about.It truly gave me a heroic look.I handed over the money with no questions asked.
Like the drunken horse,i was totally high with my new hairstyle.I reached my room and my neighbour told 'ur hairstyle looks like that of aroused rooster."i was totally psyched at that comment.I wanted to shout but couldnt.My throat dried off,could not even speak a word.It took me some time to settle down.
Then i understood the moral of the story, 'STYLE IS PERSONAL.NONE CAN MAKE IT BETTER OR WORSE."

P.S:The only good thing about my face is the shape of eyebrows.Seriously the curves looked almost symmetric.May be this is the feature that will turn her on.