Jobs Jobs Jobs..............Then came the Eye Opener

Okay all that greener College days were over. Remember my love life of failures and sucesses came after my college days. I finished my College in April 1999. I then started the hunting in the concrete Jungle for a Job. During that time the stupid News agencies used to put. Those who finish B.E. Computer Science can start with a minimum of Rs 16000/- which during that time was too much of a salary. I had been floating and hopes high and aiming high started to enter the Jungle.

Only then came the real real face of the industry. At that time the IT industry was booominggg. And those who went courses in NIIT, Aptech and some training instutions like that were getting jobs so easily and they started with a good decent 4 Figure salary. I still didnt get any, it then striked me am I wrong or the way am I searching in the wrong places. Man that 7 months of no-job time was the hell in my life. I did marketing selling things on road, went housee to house to do internet survey, went to small scale companies to do survey, got cheated by a Job consultant lost money. Parents started to see me as a pain cuz I used to shout at them cuz of my jobless state but actually they cared for me a lot.Things were going pretty bad until December 1999 when I got my first Job and I stayed there till July 2004.


But I could come out of that hell only by a eye opening Spiritual Organization called "Chinmaya Yuva Kendra". This temple was the place that changed my way of thinking about life. My Guru Swami Mitrananda was an eye opener for me. He and the instution made me to see people beyong religion. Openly speaking I was in a closed box not knowing what is real and what is my religion all about. Then came this ultimate heaven which thought me that Hinduism is a way of living, it is the science of living and people must be seen as humans not as Hindu, Christian or a Muslim. That is when I started to see things differently. Have you all watched "The Matrix" Movie, everybody whom I met had told me that it is highly tech movie and computers viruses and what not. But when I really saw the movie the it has to be interpreted, then I realised mannn have I been in this MATRIX till now damnn. I have put a border for me not in physical sense but in my mind. This is silly. Why have I been like that. From then I did an introspection on me and found mindboggling blunders that I have comitted. I did disrespect many people. hated may at sight huhhh why why what am I doing in this world. Why am I here for. Things changed when I was getting answers for these questions. Hmm that is the best part in my life.

In CHYK, apart from these spiritual awakening. We had lot of fun and good learning experiences. we used to go to Camps, Stage Dramas, Bhagavad Gita Gyana Yagna. Every aspect of life and guess what it was a good mutual organization where all girls and boys meet and mingle with each other without any silly feelings and we behaved with good motive. Had a lot of fun there and lots and lots of friends. We used to stage Dramas based on Removing the Line of Control (LOC)that in the Mind of people and dramas like Bharati (based on Spiritual Life of Bharathiyaar the unsung hero of our Freedom). Kambar Ramayanam (Kamban Tharum Kaatchi).

We used to make lot of messup. Once I did Hanuman in Kamba Ramayan there was a scene where I need to plead to Sita that I'm messenger of Rama and give her the ring that Rama had given. Then when Ravana comes in I have to hide out behind a tree. All sets were in place and I have to keep my Gadha behind the tree and hide out. But when I was hiding out my gadha fell on the floor and Ravana came in. Everybody in backstage got tensed and I didnt know what to do suddenly my stage coordinator comes and handed over a small stick with a ball in its end painted. He asked me to get in to the stage with that stuff. Im a huge guy 6 footer and 42 Chest. 161/2 Biceps. What these people gave me was a like chopsticks iin my hand. Man I didnt know what to do.. Then I told my people not to worry and I would handle the situation. Then after a few minutes it would be like Sita would go to hang herself. Then I should jump in and save her telling that I would save her and take the message back to rama that Sita was safe. Then it clicked. I jumped in rolled over and while rolling over took the gadha in my hand and landed chanting Ram Ram Ram. Man everybody backstage cited a wheeewwwww and u know what the entire audience clapped for my performance on stage. Phaps they did know I messed up the scene. These are just some of the unforgettable experiences in my CHYK life. I still go there and pay tribute and contribute to the people out there cuz that is the place where I realised many things and that is the place I thought I lost my love life. But it actually started.........

My Happy College Days
Now Im in college and you will not believe I found what is real friendship in there. Talked to more girls not just to go around with them but to make them good friends too. That was the best thing I ever had in my life and the worst part too. Cuz I knew every single girl in the college and the surprising thing is everyone of them knew me. Soooo the Romeo's wanted an Intro to these girls and so everytime I did this people were jealous about me.

I had a friend my very own best friend to whom I felt very Kush. Her name was Petra samuel. Ever wondered if I could meet her. If that happened I would be the happiest perrson in life. Okay lets come back to the flashback. Haaa she was the first girl to tie a friendship band. She was the first in my life to wish the Valentine's Day. And she was the one who never let me down in front of her so called friends.

We had lotsa fun in the College. We were in the third year of College and there was a sudden strike in the college (ahhaaaa super superrrrr). Happily started the day standing in front of the gate and the 180 odd people were in front of the college gate. That Lousy Chairman of ours who didnt even know how to speak good English didnt show up. We were pissed off and things were slowly going out of control. It all ended with lotsa violence activities. Me going to Vice Principal and talking to him. Met the police commissioner and getting the management office boys arrested for mishandling students. At last what we achieved was nothing absolutely nothing. Those who started the strike went for a movie and the second day of strike we went to movie. Hmm to what was finally done. Hmm hmm nothing.

Then we had the Culturals in our college and this is the ultimate time when we had the hell of fun. We got the first prize singing the Manirathnam movie song that is without instruments. And there started the fun. Everytime our Operational Research Professor comes to office we used to humm in the class. That nutty professor was always thinkin that Im the one who started so made me sit in the first row and asked me to open my mouth and sit(Alfred Hitchcock move). Then it was I who initiated with a move and then they started it all. Man that was ultimate.

I was suspended in the college for twice, once for ragging cuz the junior stud was asked to buy one kg of sweets and come to college and it wasnt me but some nutty friend of mine whom we call "Thakkali Deepak". He was a mini road roller by himself. So 11 of us were suspended. The funniest part was there was a different stud name in the list and my dear friend to save him stroke of his from the list. When the chairman asked who was in that list who was struck off told "Sir that is Rajesh I know for sure". I tasted the sweet just like that every other 45 people who travelled in that bus did. So suspended. Then I took my father to meet the VP. He comes there and shouts infront of the VP that my son has made a blunderr kindly forgive him and he asked me to say a sorry with a written letter. Huhhh then he came out and asked why did u do this. I literally shouted at him and asked him to get outta my college immediately. My god then there was a inquiry committee. The Juniors were asked to sit in a big row, there was a single chair in front and then infront of the chair the management along with my English chairman were there. Then passed thro the Inquiry and was re-admitted. The for the strike I talked abt, for that too I was suspended.

Then it was time to make it a hat-trick my god my friends used to talk talk talk talk in the class as though they have never talked. There used to be a Lecturer who just came outta college the previous year. So she was unable to control us, started to cry and went off. I was the class representative, went to beg pardon. And these silly nutts treated me so badly I was pissed off and they were making fun of my class and my friends. I threw the pen in desperation which accidentally hit a lecturer. that is it was suspended again. Hurray suspended for the third time to celebrate that great moment went to the class. Huh my dear classmates were even more kind and affectionate to me that all 65 of them went to VP and asked to suspend them too. Huh the best in my life. And that was all fun with my college.

Hey hey I forgot something which were naughtier enuf for me to get caught red-handed in my home. Hmm lemme think. Here we go. We used to go in a college bus which crossed a Ladies special bus that went thro one of the Ladies Colleges which is best (You know what it is). We waved our hands to the babes who were in there. And in that bus my sister travelled. Before even I could reach home she went home and complained to my mom. The moment I entered the house, Bloodshed started aiyoo the worst of the blast I had. I put my hard foot and stayed that I didnt and it was my look alike friend in the bus. Atlast huh my mom believed me. But my sweet sis didnt wanna stop there went to my dad and complained. I thought thatz the end of life. Man I had the best surprise in my life. He said let him enjoy the college days and waving at the babes. Man I thought then I had the best father in the whole world. hmm remember him askin me to confess infront of the VP. It all got erassed of my mind.

And one final incident I used to continue this waving habit and one final day our romeos in bus bet me that I cant give a flying kiss to the girl whom I waved hands daily. Then The lion in me waked up and I finally got up and sent a kiss flying all way. uhhh what a day. She started to have a heavy crush on me. Started to spy me in college and one day during the College Culturals she comes and meet me. Man that was kewl. She gave her hand and ahaaaa kewl one. And asked me if I remember her. I said yes.

Then finally after the final year that girl got married too. Now our sweet romeo was still hunting for his life life life life life. Then college got ended, everybody was crying and hugging as though nothing is gonna happen. Then we had this yahoo groups. And you will not believe we are still in touch out of the 66 studs 45 of us are still in touch. Its 7 years since I finished my college and still going strong. That is friendship. Now I know why I didnt cry on the final day of my college.

My Life as a Kid started as every other kid in this world. Except for a few things. I didnt enjoy the things like what these Gen-X Guys and Gals enjoy. Cuz that was not my piece of Cake when my Kid life passed away.

A Little Glimpse into my School
St.Johns School was my place and I had every damn thing known there. Apart from the Education which I dunno if it had helped to reach where Iam right now. But one thing is for sure I learnt something or other from that school. All interesting things started when I was in my Teen schooling. Your butterflies fly and look for girls. Try to act smart (Did I look smart???????). Even a word with a Girl will make chill run down my spine. Roaming like a teen - romeo. But actually I was like the TVS 50 on the Signal. Have you seen the TVS 50 when it starts from the Signal it zooooommmmssss but later you realise within few seconds you are the last and every other vehicle moves out. I was like that thinking smart acting smart everything was staged by me. But there were people to outsmart me huhhhh those macho kinda Boys. Although I looked macho. I couldnt do anything with that.

But things changed when I reached 11th standard. There were two girls. Lavanaya and Vidya. I still remember those two girls cuz they were the only people who studied in our class. And you know what in the entire class of 40 people only these two sympathetic girls existed. And in that I had a great greatttttttttttt crush on Lavanaya. Cuz she was cute smart and very very brilliant. She used to get 1st Rank always and I used to get 12th Rank. Not a big difference. The only scene was that I was the last Rank holder the rest failed miserably. This is the Place I was so happy. I (TVS 50) was faster and brilliant than others who failed (CYCLE).

And you all know that there would be a gang to moot you (In tamil we say usuppu eathi vidarathu). Everytime she smiles at me these so called friends used to say. "Macha ava unna thaan paaku raada(That Girl is looking at u only)". The Butterflies by now started to beat faster.

Months went and I had a great improvement. Started to talk to her quite often. One day we all used to go to the Maths Physics Chemistry Tution in our neighbour. All of us including that mooting gang was there. She my so called heavenly angel also came there. One day my closest friend who is there as my friend till now pulling my legs all the same way he did that day. He and another friend of mine had a bet on my life. You know what one guy told he would go and tell Lavnya that Im(Rajesh) in love with her. The other one says that you cant do that. See these two play with my so called love life. And finally the guy who told he would go and tell won the race. Went to Lavanaya and told that Im in love. My god hearts started to beat faster. I cried she cried and these gangs were off the next day to school. She came I saw her she just literally looked at me lika insect. Hmmm what to do what to do. Idea I thought I would write a letter and keep that Im innocent(actually wanted that love to happen). And did that sucessfully. But that letter without even open was torn into pieces and thrown into the dustbin.

I thought it is enuf lemme stop. You know what she failed in the Math exam( The Subject which she used to get 100). My o my then made this desperate attempt. Spoke to her. Aaaaaaaaahhhhh what a relief. Blood was flowing in my ears. She cried and I cried again. And she started. "Stop all these nonsense", "Dont say you were not responsible for this". I said " Yes Im responsible for this and Im sorry it wont happen again.

With this little love(Actually if I think of it now it looks like a kids show an infactual act. My god why did I do that) But one thing for sure happened which Im very very happy abt that. She adviced me not to believe false friends and asked to grow up. And surprise after so long 14 years she is still my best friend and whenever we meet. We ask abt our well beings and thank god she is the best in whereever she is. Im happy. Okay timezup. Will keep yo all posted abt my next phase in life. Getting admission into college and my Ultimate College experience.

Rajesh M (Time: 12:07 AM, 15/09/2006)