A Brand New Hero-Deeru

Let me introduce a new character to you.. Deeru..
Have you heard this-
“Since light travels faster than sound,
some people may appear bright until you hear them SPEAK!!!”

This lines were just meant for Deeru. Before having an encounter with Deeru, I had gone through his profile.. My God!!! So many qualifications and work experience.. I was longing to meet him and to work under his guidance..

The very first meeting made me wonder if this is the same person whose profile I glanced through???

The way he talk, his pronunciation, everything had a local tone which I could associate to the ones we have heard in movies.. I kept ignoring my intuition..

Then happens an event in our organization.. For the prize distribution ceremony, Collector was invited. Collector before the ceremony wish to motivate the audience by his short speech. It was a gathering of hundreds of students. In between, to inspire the audience, he asked a question-“Do you know what is the distance between you and success?”. The whole audience went silent. I looked at the audience to check-Is there any brilliant one to answer this?

Suddenly, a hand got raised.. It was Deeru.. Then I felt- May be this is where the qualification and experience counts!!! Collector had a smile in his face. He asked Deeru to proceed..

Deeru with full confidence and in a childish voice shouted pointing his index finger up-
ONE FEET???

"WHAT???.. , !@#%^&*)()_+(Y&%$#@ " was the expression on Collector's face..

I burst to laughter…And many in the crowd were controlling theirs

And Collector controlling his laugh, answered-“ It’s the same distance between your thought and action”


The rest of the crowd understood the distance between them and success. Deeru still wonders "Why cant it be 1 feet?"

Help me please..

A girl is free of tension once she gets married, And

A boy is free of tension till he gets married.

Have you ever heard this lines???

Guys, let me ask you- What you have thought about girls??? Guys think like- We are too happy marrying a stranger.. No way...

Atleast you guys wont lose your friends after marriage.. But we do.. You need not leave your house, But we have to.. You may try to change yourself to impress your wife, But we lose many things in life after marriage, and still we shouldn't express that, and should impress you...

And hence, I feel marriage will make a girl lose her identity.. And she should find new ways to make herself happy.. So I ask my mother to postpone my marriage as much as possible.. But society wont leave us.. They are behind us asking all sort of stupid questions.. As I dont want her to feel sad, I agreed.. But I shared my grief with everyone who are close to me...

And a worthy advice from someone I know well was( He is elder to me) "Go for love marriage".. Yeah, Even I thought about it.. My Mother is very open minded.. She said to me- "She's ok for love marriage, as far as the guy is from same caste and is of similar financial background as ours".. Is this the way we fall in love??? Leave it. They cant understand all these.. So that plan wont work..

Now I am in search of genuine reasons to postpone my marriage.. Am hearing rumours- The world will end by 2012.. Is it true??? If so, Why should I sacrifice my freedom and happiness in the last 2 years of my life by getting married... So my friends, what can you do for me is - send me those details supporting this rumour.. So I can make my statement more clear to my mother with evidence..

Please...

Life in Bangalore

When we were in campus, there were always hot discussions on specific topics. One day, the topic was- Life in Bangalore. We’ve never had a good opinion about that. One of my close friend,Mummu with the eagerness to contribute more points to our discussion said “I will not marry a man, who has ever stepped foot in Bangalore”. On hearing that, I felt- “Yeah, if she can take such a strong decision, why cant I?” I also took a decision- Never to visit Bangalore.

It's said na- “Man proposes, God disposes.” That happened in my case. When I took the decision not to visit Bangalore again, God wanted me to be in Bangalore. That came in the form of a campus placement. In the last week of our college days, I got an offer from a company based in Bangalore.

I shifted with my friends to Bangalore and I start living here. Although I had a fear inside me during the initial days, slowly I realized that- “Even here, life is just like the one we had over there in campus.”

One day, while returning to my PG, I was going through my mobile pics. When I saw Mummus photo, I recalled the talk we had in our college and the decision I took that day. . I smiled to myself.

Suddenly a question flashed through my mind...

Will boys ever take any decision like “We will not marry a girl who is in Bangalore!”?!

Tutu and exams

Yes.. Finally I am back with another exam story- Tutu and exams..

It was Business Environment Exam for us after a day..

This time Tutu decided not to go for group study..

She woke up early in the morning and sat with the syllabus…

She went through the textbook and realized most of the topics were not there in the text..

She blamed the Professor and the college authority for giving us such a bad book..

She thought of getting Putu’s Assistance and went to her room..

Tutu asked Putu- “ Presently, Which Five year plan is going on and what are the amendments in it?”

Putu was perplexed.. She answered- “ What?? Five year plan?? What amendment??”

Tutu felt pity for Putu.. And replied- “ You haven’t gone through the syllabus till now”

With disappointment and anger, Tutu banged the door and went..

Putu couldn’t understand what had happened to Tutu..

Later when Putu went to take water, She peeped into Tutu’s room.. Tutu was happy to see Putu as she thought she can clarify her doubts with her..

She asked- “ Can you explain me Doha agreement?”

Putu couldn’t answer that.. And asked back- “Ah, Doha agreement?? It’s not in our syllabus”

Tutu got angry to the core and bounced back- “You are not familiar with the syllabus.. Hah.. Better I will seek the help of internet” And again shut the door with a loud noise..

The day went with so many unanswered queries..

The very next day morning, Putu and Tutu went to the foodcourt as usual. Before taking food, As usual Tutu raised her eyebrows and asked the question-“What are the implications of external affairs ministry?”.. This time Putu got really shocked.. And she felt something is wrong somewhere.. She asked Tutu for the syllabus.. Tutu proudly presented the syllabus to Putu..

And said-“ Here it is.. Atleast now you have a glance”

Putu went through the syllabus.. All the topics sounded alien to her.. And she took her syllabus out..

Tutu exclaimed- Which syllabus is this!!!

Putu- “ This is the one that sir gave us”

Tutu- “ Then, which is this syllabus?”

Putu realized that Tutu was referring to the age-old syllabus of MBA(1993)..

And shared this shocking news with Tutu..

They started comparing the syllabus for Tutu’s comfort..

And realized that only one unit was in common between the two syllabus..

Tutu started laughing.. And it ended only after entering the exam hall..

God Knows What she wrote for that university exams..

But when results came, Tutu had good marks…

Thank You Bharathiar University…


P.S.. Once again, thank you Putu for sharing your moments with us!

Dudu in to adventurous activity

In our hostel, It's like two share a room..

Putu is Dudu's close friend and they are in two different rooms..

Dudu used to be with Putu all the time..

It was a friday night.. Putu was alone in her room( as her roomie went home) and Dudu went for giving a company to her..

While talking, Dudu noticed on the other bed, A doll staring at her..

Dudu tried to ignore that.. but, couldn't..

Dudu shared this with Putu..

Putu recalled the story that her roomie told her - " the one who presented the doll to her committed suicide"

Putu shared this story with Dudu..

Dudu jumped from the bed..

She wished good night to Putu and left the room immediately..

Now Putu got a little scared..

She slowly moved to Dudu's room and said- " I am alone there in my room na.. Why cant you keep the doll in your room as your roomie is here?"

Dudu agreed with half mind.. She covered the doll with a bed sheet and kept it in her roomie's cup board.. ( Dudu's roomie was sleeping and was not aware of all these)

And Putu went happily to her room..

Half asleep, Dudu heard a sound in her room..

Not daring to open her eyes completely, She opened it a little..

Oh my God, The cupboard was shaking and an intense bang was coming from inside.. Dudu got scared to the core..

Dudu switched on the light and took the doll from the cup board.. It was shaking.. Later Dudu realised it was her hand that was shaking..

She put it in a suitcase and Walked towards Putu's room... She opened Putu's room, Kept the suitcase there.. And ran back to her room..

She locked her room and slept nicely...

The next day.. Dudu went to Putu's room...

Suitcase was there itself..

Putu was still in bed..

She went near Putu and touched her..

Putu opened her eyes with half sleep...

Dudu smiled and said-" Good morning"( And murmured to herself- Thank God, she is alive)

By the way, Dudu.. I have a doubt- Is that doll a ghost???


Special Thanks to Putu for the narration of this story to us..

It's an answer to my friends comment..

This guys na- Have a prejudice that- We, girls are always into books..

They think like- " We wont do any mischievous things, We are always stuffed with details from text books"

I dont know- How far that view is correct.. But let me tell you- There are exceptions like me..

The one who is more into irritating others.. The one who loves to make themselves a joker and make others laugh at them.. The one who is crazy only in creating moments with loved ones..

Now to explain better, let me explain today’s details..

I and my roomie started early, by 8am ( Yes, that’s early to us) to foodcourt to prepare for EST exam..

Remember we haven’t touched the book till then.. There we saw our friends, One ( Good boy)who belongs to our gang( Last minute preparation), and Scratch boy ( He always scratch his head, So only name scratch).. Scratch studied almost everything and was revising there.. We keep a distance from scratch as we fear that he may stuff our head with more information, or he may make us fear about the exam..

Then we went to auditorium( where exams are held). There we sat with the textbook and syllabus, without knowing where to start.. We went towards almost all to get an idea about the subject, but most were in to studying the last unit or topic.. We pity on them and came back to our seat..

The exam time is nearing.. Now it’s 9.15am.. Far away we could see, Hitz coming with Madz.. Hitz didn’t look up as he was not ready to take away his eyes from the textbook..

When he came near to us, We ask him to give an overall idea.. There only I saw—Which is something unbelievable.. Yes, he is reading notes.. Not textbook.. That too detailed one.. I always seen boys study by making their textbooks dirty by marking and scribbling.. He’s different- He is with notes.. And when we ask about any topic, he had answer for that.. I felt like his head is overflowing with points.. It’s like a fountain.. I get some points from that and enter in to the exam hall..

I was so happy seeing the question paper.. It was more like a general paper to me.. ( I believe the less we study a subject, the more we feel like it’s a general paper).. I wrote it in one and an half hour and make myself available for other things.. My friends ( Hitz, Scratch) are involved into answering, as for them it’s not at all a general paper..

Now my friend, let me tell you- While making fun of girls, you are forgetting one thing that, If you are going to generalize many things, either many of us girls are to be known as boys and many of the boys are to be known as girls..

Do commenting.. It gives me an inspiration to observe more and write more..

Another Exam preparation..

Here I introduce you to a friend of mine called Dudu..

She is a friend of mine, who loves talking for hours and hours together..

But when it's exam time, she makes us talk.. Yes, she visit others room and makes them teach her..

I was her prey in the first semester.. University exams were going on..

It was QMM exam the very next day.. I am above average in that.. And I used to help my friends in that..

Dudu is my friend and ofcourse i helped her.. I used to sleep by 9 or 9.30 those days (a habit I carried from home)

So I used to tell my friends- " Dont mind waking me up if you have any doubt"

And I never used to lock my door..

It may be around 2 or 2.30am..

I heard a peculiar sound and i opened my eyes from sleep..

There I saw my room door open and a big figure standing there...

My heart beat increased by seeing that..

It's nearing.. I prayed "let it turn to my roomie so that i'll escape.."

No way it's coming near to me..

I try to shout when it's almost near..but no sound is coming from the throat..

I thought- " Finally, here comes an end to my story", and I prepared myself for it.

Then the figure started talking- " Got afraid?? I had a doubt da.. So thought of asking you, Thought not to disturb your sleep, so only I didnt switch on the light"

It was Dudu.. She had a doubt at that time, so she remembered what I said to her and came to ask a doubt..

I thanked God for giving back my life..

I didnt clarify her doubt, because i was not in a stage for that..

But one thing happened..

I started locking my door thereafter...

Thanks Dudu..

Dont go, my friends... By the way, who is this DUDU???