Friday, March 21, 2008

Another Rant

Current Mood: confused + sad (will be biggrin*2 in sometime)

Finished reading Rendezvous with Rama by Arthur C. Clarke. Title made me inquisitive and read the book. Worth a read, nice book with a great deal of imagination into it. Guess Clarke is a man of vision for advancements in Space Study. Thought of bunking work today but didn't though I did nothing much here. Waiting for the dusk to take over. I have my train scheduled at 8.15 PM today; will be going to my hometown for 10 days (no Internet activity from my side for the next 10 days). And I'm very much excited about it, but at the same time something is bothering me. Whatever be it, hope I'll get over it very quickly. smile

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Sweet Memories...

It was around 2 years since I had been to a 3-day holiday along with MSRI folks to Masinagudi and Ooty, and I remember each and every moment of the 'lab retreat' (as we call it) even today. Those early morning safari rides and long treks in the Mudumalai forest where the famous Veerappan troubled police people for years, cricket in the scorching sun, dumping Suri into the pool, Jonathan's injury while playing with Frisbee, sun burns after playing water polo for hours, early morning kick boxing classes by Kentaro with very few faithful students, unlimited booze and the late night boozing, Joseph's team topping the skit competition, dancing around the camp fire with live music played by Anandan & co, gals ditching Nimmy while playing Trust, the resort fella's prank to scare Sushma with a devil's mask, Pothi's prank on Adi, Pradeep getting high and dancing around the camp fire, yummy snacks cooked by Jasmit and Sushma late in the night, forming the human chain and occasional falling down of people while crossing Pykara Water Falls in Ooty, Jasmit's motivational speech (with an F word) to beat the other team while boating, Hari becoming Hari Sadu after the famous ad, Pothi's boasting about seeing a fresh tiger's poop after going for early morning trek, electrifying sessions of fuse ball, peeing from the peak of Doddabetta and many more. The list goes on and on and on. What an experience it was, I enjoyed every bit of it.

Know what, during my five and half month internship there, the work fun balance was not maintained. It was more fun, less work. Less work is because I didn't and I regret now. :P It was all great fun - the basket ball and cricket matches in the ground near by, those kick-boxing classes by Kentaro (Kentaro is God, in anything and everything), late night XBox-ing in the conference hall, and the most enjoyed carroms. Miss those days!

The picture speaks for itself

This one is for all my fellow MSRI interns. :-)

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

That Night

It was a pleasant night with cool breeze and full moon up above, the silence occasionally broken by the whistles of the patrolling watchman; a pleasant sight of the ever busy city. Dressed in his usual khaki shorts and black sleeveless tee Sireesh was on the terrace of his 11-storeyed apartment with the iPod plugged to his ears. But he was not his usual self that night. He was restless. Damn restless.

It was his usual routine to party hard on a Saturday night, and without any exception he followed his Saturday routine on that day too. With all the enthusiasm he danced in the Eleventh Cloud pub till 11 in the night along with his friends and then had some gala time at his friend's place. It was 12.30 AM by the time he reached his apartment and Sireesh was really tired. He tried to sleep, but couldn't. Something was bothering him. He then plugged his iPod, headed towards the elevator and went to the terrace.

Despite the stunning view of the city with all the sky scrappers surrounded by roads flashing with the street lights, Sireesh was deep occupied with his own thoughts. Suddenly Sireesh felt the iPod was not singing anymore, the sky pitch dark without any moon and the entire city dark without even a spot of light. Next morning, Sireesh was found unconscious near the terrace wall in a very awkward position. His face leaning, his hands clenching, finger nails scratching the wall as if resisting himself to jump from the top of the apartment. When rushed to the hospital, the doctors after many hours declared Sireesh to be trapped in permanent vegetate state, that is permanent coma.

Next - 'Pitiful State'