On my Ini "TY"al days...

English is not my mother tongue.My English
vocabulary grows as and when I hear new words
all the time,right from my childhood.The below
incident took place when I was in class V (CIRCA 1990).

I hail from AECS (Atomic Energy Central School)
from kalpakkam,Tamil Nadu,INDIA.The school is
situated on the coast of Bay of Bengal.
When classes got bored I used to gaze at the bay.
(No babes at the bay, even if it had,
I was not in that age).

It was a mathematics class, Eighth period on a
Saturday(C.B.S.E schools works on saturday as well).
We were all geared up as it was the last period
of the week.As usual the maths teacher came and
taught some algebraic expressions.She asked
Shiva (The first bencher)to read a problem in the
text book, so that she can explain.

Maths Teacher (MT): Shiva can you read the
problem in Exercize 5.1?
Shiva : yes madam..

"Raju had some amount of money with him.
He spent 5 Rs on buying sugar
candy , gave 7 Rs to his sister suja and
remaining he gave it to his mom.
If the amount of money he gave to his
mom was 2 Rs, How much money
did Raju have ini'TEE"aly"?.

MT : What?..read the last sentence again?
Shiva : Sure .."If the amount of money he gives to his
mom is 2 Rs,How much money did Raju have ini'TEEEE"aly?.

The Maths Teacher with a grin face,asked subbu to read the last sentence

Subbu : "How much money did Raju have ini"TEEE"aly?

The Maths Teacher got vexed and narrowed down .
the question to the class.How do you call the word
which has the spelling " I,N,I,T,I,A,L".

(Now only we all got that something is wrong in
pronouncing the last word.Maths teacher was picking on persons
because volunteership was always missing in my class.
Unless one was put on spot,she would'nt get the answer).

MT: Krishna , can you pronounce the word?
Krishna : in"I"teal (happily)

MT could not control her anger and shouted at me.

Raj??? can you??
Raj: Sure!! ini"TY"al.

My maths teacher really got irritated, slashed me left and right in
her bamboo stick.She asked the entire class if anybody knows the
answer. There was a pin drop silence.

The fed up teacher commanded the entire class to kneeldown.
We all knelt down.Then she called Shiva(The first bencher)and
asked "What's your full name?"

Shiva: K.shiva Rama Krishnan.
MT : what is the first letter of your name called?
Shiva: S

MT got angry and said idiot, the single letter before your actual name

Shiva: K
MT : sssss..Whats that called?.
Shiva: in a shouting voice "KAYY".

The teacher got still more fed up and gave him
left and right with her bamboo cane.
I was very much relaxed (even smiled within myself)
at this time as I was not the only one
getting slashed by the cane.

Now, the poor teacher puts the question in a
different way to Subbu (M.Subramaniam).
Whats your inishal?.
Subbu hurriedly said "M".So whats "M"??.
Subbu in a low key said inishal.

MT : Hmmm...loudly
Subbu : 'INISHAL" (Shouting)
MT : Thats what I was trying to hear from you all..you geesy fools..

Everyone saw each others face.I was hitting my forehead with my palm"..cha..this is it"..hmm

By this time, the school Bell rang.We were seeing each other and also starring at the teacher now and then for any signal to go.But no signal from the teacher.After 5 minutes, She looked at her watch.She asked everyone to write the word "INITIAL" 500 times and show to her tomorrow and dispersed the class.

(Note: Similarly , I thought the word kneel down was a single word initially.We used to say "he/she is not kneeldowning madam"..I came to know kneel and down are seperate words,very much later.It was not our fault then.It was the way we were brought up..rather I was brought up.I think the education system is lot better now)

Cursing the Cursor

Always I had the frightening feeling within myself that I did'nt know anything about computers. My dread was to an extent that I used to get nightmares on that idiot box.

Having come from a First Group Biology Background in my higher secondary, I was blindfolded to computers. When people say some computer jargons, I tend to stay away from them. My computer illiteracy was so famous in my college, whenever my friends come across any jargons or any tech stories they tend to turn and look at me. I felt awkward when they did so

It was my first day on computer lab. No wonder I was sweating my palms and face when I heard the first task. It was a basic FORTAN LAB. We had the code written in the theory class. We just need to write it on the computer and execute it .There were not many computers for all. So each computer is occupied by 2 people. I was the odd man out and I ended up in using without sharing. Someone switched on my monitor, someone switched on the CPU and some one navigated to the portion where we write the code.

I was busy typing the code and got stuck up with something (I guess I needed some compilation help) .so I called my computer lab instructor to help me out .He asked all my other class mates to come to my place so that he can demonstrate to everybody using my computer. I called everyone and asked them to assemble at my place. I was typing some changes to code and came to an end of the line. At that time, the instructor asked me to “MOVE THE CURSOR” .All of my friends knew that I did not know that word .So they kept quite. I was so frightened and was sweating a lot

The instructor again said “MOVE THE CURSOR” .Not knowing what to do, I just looked at my friends assembled near my place for some clues .Everyone was keeping mum in a planned manner and was giggling.

Again the instructor frightened me in his rough voice “MOVE THE CURSOR”. As soon as I heard his voice I moved the MONITOR hastily (just gave a shake).All my friends giggle busted in to an uproarious howling. The tumult was so louder that the neighboring classes also came to our class thinking something fishy had happened.The cursor was the first computer jargon to get my CURSE


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For people who don’t know what’s cursor?
Cursor stands for [CURrent Screen Oriented Region]. It is a moving placement or pointer that indicates a position in a computer

Pleadings ..

Enough is Enough .Please, let us put an end to this.
Enough to all the mouth to mouth french kisses we had
Im fed up with that terrible stink.Please...Please..
Please brush your teeth and then,have me on your hand.
I will be more than happy to be on your hand and
empty myself on your mouth.

Please!!! Please!!! Please!!!

--Routine Morning pleadings of my Coffee cup!!

Watery Wheel ;-)

I along with my friends went to a Theme Park called Valley Fair in mineapolis two years back.We were very much interested in trying some new rides as we were sick of Giant Wheel type of rides.There was a amusing Giant Wheel ride.It has a Giant wheel in between and two poles on the sides of the giant wheel splashing water.The Giant wheel was so huge and rotates in all the possible directions which we havent seen anywhere .The water splashes at regular intervals on the wheel making everyone wet.It's really a nerve-breaking ride.

Vj, one of my roommates got fascinated by the ride and made an attempt.I,scared by the force the Giant wheel rotated , stayed in my place watching others enjoying their ride.After going through that Awesome drive, Vj came down wet with a tensed outlook.I was appreciating him saying that

"you are great.I would have peed if I were in the ride".

Not affected by any argument he said in a normal tone
"For that matter no one did anything different.The sprinkler tank got empty before the ride itself".

I was asking him then "how come you are wet?"
He yelled at me saying "Thats what I said no one did anything different than what you would have done"
After that only I could get the reason for the massive stinck in that place

Even you too??.

Family Planning campaign was
at its peak at that time.
Buses, Lorries, TV's , Radio's
everywhere the inverted triangle was lustering.
It was at this time I along with my family went
to our hometown to my uncle's house to spend the vacation

My uncle was a funny person trying to make wit out of everything.
I was with him all the time watching his mimics and rib-tickling
comedies.He had a big field of coconut trees which bears loads
of coconuts every year.

When I and my uncle came across a coconut tree.The person hired
for coconut plucking was narrating to my uncle that this particular
was not bearing more than two coconuts a year..
My uncle with a giggle looked at the tree and asked
'hey coconut tree ...you too did family planning??

There was a wave of laughter all around after that...

Where's his Share???.

I stay in a condominim in cedar rapids with one of my friends.We were asked to move out of the condominum on June 11th due to the deluge of the cedar river which passes nearby.On hearing the flood warnings my friend carrying his office laptop, fled to chicago to stay with his wife .

I , not knowing where to go was stumbling.After an ordeal of two months taking refuge in hotels, freinds house and othe apartments , I managed to come back to my apartment now.

My friend came back after a month after I started living in the apartment,when everything got settled.We were in feud on sharing the rent for the month which my friend was not in the apartment.I barked him to pay the rent but he balked.He smashed the door and left the place.

Having fully drunken he came back at night and went to bed without uttering a word to me. I was in sound sleep .I woke up when I heard a tumbling sound in the restroom. When I ran there I found my room mate stumbling in rest room.


Hey!! what happened ? what happened ? I asked him.He was as groggy as some one affected in a accident.I saw a tiny creaky creature sneaking very fast under the coutch.

I yelled at him hey it is rat!!.rat!! rat!!. As soon as I yelled..

He retorted "Hey why did you leave him???..stop that little creeky culprit..Dont leave him unless HE GIVE HIS SHARE OF THE RENT.

As soon as I heard this my mind went ?%@#$%

Winning Boredom

It was no less than the battle of panipat,
no less than the american war of independence,
no less than the historic hundred years war
which I'm waging against my boredom.

I was a busy worker bee since I joined
my first job back in 2002.I was working
day and night, hardly had chance thinking
off the track from work. Start by 10 in
the morning and end by 10 in the night even
extends up to next day morning at times.

Having worked like that for about 4 years,
imagine how it would be for a person
to sit idle having nothing to work upon.
All I’m doing at work is sitting
before the monitor and chatting with
the so called managers begging for some work
and at times others to accompany
me for lunch or coffee.

I was trying out different ways to get on to do
something which I can do in my work.
I went on to play around excel and found
some tips ..but that too not for long , two
to three days may be. then tried for some
certifications.. that also got my nerve after some time.
It takes around 1 hour for coffee and more than
2 hours for my lunch

Whoever I meet, whoever I talk I was whining
about my job. While disclosing my tears
to one of my friend I came to know about this
blog writing, which I can do even at my work.
Im gathering ideas at my work for my blog which is
making me busy at work.

Finally I get the feeling that I have won my war
against boredom with my keypad. I thank blogspot and
my friend GURU for giving me this idea which
I have never thought about .