Takes 2 to blog

To Uncle Krishna

2008-02-17T01:57:00.001+05:30

You still haven't answered the question that I put up in my previous post. So i thought you were not bothered. Henceforth, unless I am able to elicit an answer from you, I wont web log.

Wake Me Up

2008-02-16T22:22:00.002+05:30

Hello Ramesh. High time you posted something. It's boring here on earth. Hope life is good out there. So here i've a hot little topic for you to talk about... the prevalence and relevance of competitive symposia in the technical colleges in and around Chennai. Take it away...

Fill up the blanks

2008-02-09T21:36:00.000+05:30

2005?

Um...

2008-02-08T23:25:00.000+05:30

What the hell is Sachin doing here?

2008-02-08T18:21:00.000+05:30

Flash Fiction

The day was hot, sultry too as it is always in Madland. A tall steepling figure wizened his brow, started writing down the solution. He kept writing and writing 20 times, finally went over, hunched and met a tiny little figure and asked it, it told him and he was stuck forever . That tiny thing slowly started consuming the giant. Gonzalez felt helpless, struggled, but no he was hooked. Who is to blame, Gulliver or Liliput ?

Ramesh owes

2008-02-08T03:15:00.000+05:30

the world a continuation of this innocently written account in the now inactive blog that he has in wordpress:

" HITCHHIKERS GUIDE TO CHENNAI(MADRAS)

March 24, 2006 by rameshnatarajan

The institution I am studying in right now is actually located on the Ambattur Red Hills highway. And there have been many instances during the past 4 years wherein I have been forced to hitchhike my way to K K Nagar which incidentally is where I stay.

Admittedly the days where I have got OSI LIFT (as my classmates would suggest instinctively) have been far more enjoyable than going by the college bus. Let us consider a situation where I have finished my practicals and as usual with no money in my pocket wanting to go home.

1)Come outside the college gate and then look to the left(no these are not traffic rules).

2)There will be this old beaten up truck which would be chugging along merrily on its path with some arbit song on Radio Mirchi “Machan peru Madurey!!”.

3)Now a normal fellow looking for a lift would just stretch his hand out one thumb to his right and look at the truck driver who would appear like a reincarnation of Merv Hughes with his big moustache. When you do this to a bus at full tilt obviously our driver and his comrade-in-arms the cleaner would give you a cold stare and fly past you.

4)This is where as old souls would say “experience counts”. What I used to do was go and stand near this speed breaker which was only 5 paces from the college gate. Then giving the cleaner a thumb finger salute and a sorry face I would just watch him with a forlorn look. Most of the drivers you see might be rough and tough on the outside but actually they have a gentle interior and voila! in a minute I am in the truck.

5)The cleaner will go out of his way in accomodating you into their tiny little space. There might be a few people who might be engulfed by claustrophobia but a free trip + super songs to go man the journey albeit a short one rocks.

6)Actually there was this one time when I got home and told my amma that I had taken lift from this truckman, she told that some day they are going to rip my kidneys off and drop me off at some remote village in Andhra Pradesh.

7)Next we are off to the Puzhal camp no this is not Auschwitz(a Nazi concentration camp during WW2). The simple way would be to board 114 or C70 which would ensure that you get to Ashok Pillar . But see the problem here is i am penniless. One thing i can look for is Vadivel(my classmate) who ll give me 20 Rs and I actually would have money left to eat at Ranjani boli stall and have a refreshing Paneer Soda.

8)Chronicles of Ramesh: the truck,the bike and the share auto will be continued in the posts to follow.

PS: An intelligent person would think what role a share auto will play if I have no money. For further information revisit my blog soon."

Well, Ramesh. About your share auto ordeal?

Ha ha

2008-02-08T02:53:00.000+05:30

Hey take a look at my previous post... "And the previous crap was by Ramesh". Ha ha. Typo. But am not willing to correct it. Ooooooh. Stomach cramp on seeing the title of that post after reading this. Bah!

Ramesh, you beat me to it.

2008-02-08T02:42:00.000+05:30

Hello to any soul who may have accidentally or otherwise stumbled upon this blog. Time for some intro. This is Krishna. Namashkar and some such crap. And the previous crap was by Ramesh. This blog is the result of a novel idea that we start a new blog together to blabber about what not.

And here we are. At the crossroads to where destiny migh... yawn. As if there isn't any stuff out there already to bore one to the extent that we start seeing TV. Take for instance, Twenty20 cricket. Oh wait. That one is on TV. See, i don't know anything about it. But Ramesh does. Over to you, mate.

Phew!

2008-02-08T02:36:00.001+05:30

Ramesh, I think i found a way we could post separately. Hope this works.

Anbe Sivam

2008-02-07T22:35:00.000+05:30

22222

Watch the movie . Come back a better man.

There are 2 kinds of ppl in this world : Those who have seen Anbe Sivam and those who haven't.

Signed,
Thus Spake 2.1