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Ramesh entered the class room. He did not have any books in his hand. He had a stand which held some 8 glasses of water. He exactly knew what to do. Go around the classroom once, and provide water to the "annas" writing exam. As a 11 year old boy, he had never attended any school. He worked in the college whenever there was any exam. Sometimes he had to be there for the whole day when there were exams during the morning and evening session. He didn mind that. He was very excited being in the college and especially when he crossed the labs with different equipments that he has never seen before. He used to look at the people writing exams, some seriously writing, some thinking, some looking outside through the window. Everything amused him and he too wanted to be a part of it badly. He wanted to study and become a big officer one day. His dad was not in a postion to send him to school. Rather he thought of sending him to work to get some more money.

Today something was different there. Usually there used to be only one "Sir" in a class going around checking if the students were writing the exams without cheating. But today there were three people. But Ramesh continued with what he used to do.

Sandip was trying to solve the last question. He very well knew his life was dependent on this exam. This was going to be the last company in the set of firms that were supposed to visit the college for campus placements. If Sandip misses this chance, then life gets very tough. He tried to concentrate hard and tried to solve all the puzzles.

The test was for a short duration and Sandip came out few minutes early. He was not sure of what he had done. As he came out, he came out and stood near Ramesh and waited for his friends.

Ramesh turned and looked at Sandip and thought when will i become a officer like this "anna" and Sandip was thinking when he will become an officer.

A story

It was my first year in engineering, and I was trying to adjust to the hostel life, seniors and ragging. It was that time I heard her name 'Arati'. She was a third year student then and hailed from the same place as my roomy. She had a striking face, beautiful eyes and chubby cheeks. She was the angel of the college.

I started liking her the instant I saw her. Though I used to see her many times (I used to go behind her whenever I got a chance), I would have talked to her only two or three times. I really do not know the reason behind this. All those two or three times too happened only if I was with my roomy and she came across both of us.

First year flew by and second year came. We started moving out frequently. We had become seniors also. So I almost saw her daily. She would come with boy friend (villain). Yes she had a boy friend, who studied in her class.

Once I was in the bank extension counter inside our college campus and she too came there. She was wearing a bright yellow dress and I could not take my eyes of her. She said Hi to both of us and started talking to my roomy. They were neighbors in their home town and knew each other well. Indeed it was she who asked him to try our college rather than going for some other one. Few minutes passed like this and it was time for her to leave. So as she left I had told her only a 'Hi' and a 'Bye'.

Time flew by and my second year was coming to an end and she was going to leave the college forever.

I started to attend my third year in college. She was working for a company in Pune. Two or three months went off in third year. College was boring without her. One fine day, I came back to my room and saw my roomy getting ready to go somewhere. As soon as he saw me, he said "Yaar, Woh aayi hai". I did not know if I should feel happy or sad. I started to go with my roomy to meet her. Again my talk was restricted to a single Hi. She was leaving the same night and invited us for a dinner. But as my luck would have it I had a meeting about the quiz competition to be held at our college and I had to go.

All along the meeting I was cursing everybody there. I thought if the meeting gets over I would just join them for the dinner. But..

When I reached, my roomy had not come. He had gone to see her off to Pune directly after the dinner. When he came back, he told me "Woh pooch rahi thi ki thu kyoon nahi aya".

ctrl-alt-del

Never knew this could do lot of things. I really mean it when Ii say lot of things. People in the Indian software industry use this most of the time and I can say that its difficult for them to live without using this key combimation. Be it locking the system before going out, to restarting it when the system hangs up, ctrl-alt del is the mantra. But i feel the best use of it is done when the system is actually locked.

With the swelling crowds of employees in the IT industry, it has now become very common that you come across many new people in your office. And the good news is that the average age ranges some where between 25 to 30, with the age of those joining the organisation still less.
It is very much possible that you go to the office one fine morning and finding a very cute cubicle mate :). Hmm but what if she sits right in the other corner of your floor. You want to talk to her, but feel it would be better to know something about her before talking to her. Just wait for her to leave the office, go to her seat and a simply moving the mouse will do that magic. You will see a window saying "This computer is in use and has been locked. Only 'Cute Gal' or an administrator can unlock this computer"(Check the screen shot i have posted here). Just forget the administrator and you have the gal's name. With the office maintaining a good database of the employees, its not tough to get other details.

But a word of caution. Be sure she logs in with her name only. For people who want more details regarding how to find if she logs in with her name only.... pls mail me

Story

The score stood at 40-40 .........

Duece....

It was the Finals of the Wimbledon Championship......

I was supposed to serve.... My serve was to going to make the difference.....I was tensed and nervous....My hands were shaking....

Suddenly i felt as if i heard my mom's voice....

But I did not let my concentration jump out from the ball i had in my hand...

This was the first time i have reached the finals and i did not want to miss out....

A grand event..... and winning it will put me in History.....

Harish.... Harish.... I could hear my name being called.... It was my mom's voice....
Cursing my mom, i closed the tennis game running in my phone and started to search her....

Nalla Neram (Good Time)

I was walking down the road. It was 4.45 in the morning. I was going to visit my grandparents and had to start real early (Before i never knew suc a time existed). The one problem i used to daily face was people asking me time. This happened to me almost daily.
With daily one or the other person asking me time, now i can fairly guess from a distance, if the person approaching me will ask me time or not.

And whenever such person came i used to say "Vandhutanyaa Vandhutanyaa"..........

And after sometime i would console myself saying "Enna irritate panrathukku nadakkara ulnattu sadhi thaan idhu" and move on.

On this day (rather very very early morning), i was really happy. "Pei suthra indha nerathla aevan time kekaporan..." . As i thought, there was nobody on the road as i was moving to catch the bus at 5.

As i reached the bustand, i stood still for some time. There were some 10 people standing there. I directly looked at their hands to see if they were wearing a watch. Namma neram nalla iruntha watch illana kooda time kekka maattan.... Ana neram eppovum appidi irukadhe.....
Namma ooru alunga.... kaila watch katti irunthalum..... chumma check pannavathu pakkathula irukravan kitta time keppan.....

I went and stood in a corner of the bustand, away from all the people. Soon a bus came and everyone of them got into it. My face slowly lit up.
I told to myself "Inaiku vetri thaan..... evan time kekkaran pappom..."

As the bus went, the place was deserted and i was just praying nobody should come. Even if they come, they should not ask the time. As few minutes passed.... the bus i was waiting for came.... and i was the only person... so i was more happy...

I boarded the bus and took a seat. The whole bus was mine only now. I was feeling as if i have conquered someting. As i settled down the conductor came to my place... I was taking my purse to pay him, and in the mean time he asked a question...... " Mani enna thambi"...... I totally didn expect this... "Anju" (not anybody's name.. its 5) was all i could say....

As the condutor blew the whistle, signalling the driver to start, I could just say "Enna Koduma Saravanan Idhu".....