Not Another ‘Ragging’ Story

In my college ragging used to start only in second year (just harmless ragging)).And when second years(juniors) came to my department, I become highly popular among all juniors. Mainly because the way I rag. I used to send them to girls of my batch and asked them to get there all details or ask them to do something interesting (off course something that require interaction with senior girls).That were the reason. While ragging one of the junior like this, he told me about this arrogant girl from his class and requested me to teach her a lesson. Though I already ‘covered’ all the ‘popular junior mallu girls’ from my department, I never heard about this girl. And also I was thrilled to get a tough arrogant girl to rag .When I came back to class I told my best friend MG about the same

Me: dude I’m gonna a rag a girl from second year. Heard she is very arrogant.
MG: Ohh really…..This time I also wanna come with U
Me: deyy monee kuttapayi!!!!!!! I’m gonna rag her not to propose her or flirt with her, got it and also apart from getting 8+ CGPA (MG was the class topper at that time) and getting into the good books of everyone what else you know. Please don’t tell jokes like this again.
MG: deyy, u has seen only my one face …..I have some innovative ideas to rag juniors.
Me: okay then come with me, but listen carefully .You should not laugh like this when we go there, should be tough, shouldn’t laugh\smile. Totally we should give her a kalipuu look.
He nodded his head to everything I have told him.

Finally the much awaited moment came and we headed towards second year class and we asked one of our junior (same guy who told me about her) to call her .When she came out, We acted like as if we are the most toughest guys in our university and started ragging her (In our batch we both were known to be soft spoken guys and also the one who never used to get angry. Though even while ragging other juniors I had a tough time controlling my smile and always used to pretend to be very serious and angry) .

Me: enthadiii ninte peru (what is your name)
She: Miss SM (She were talking to us as if she is the most calm and sweet girl in her batch. we couldn’t believe she were that arrogant, ruthless girl that we were told)
After few minutes of talk I asked her “heard you are very arrogant and you will never listen to others”
She: ayyo achacha(bhaiya), who told you guys like that. I’m the calmest girl in my batch. I can explain why they told you about me like that. Though I’m a mallu,I born and brought up outside kerala and also I’m not that fluent in Malayalam. So in fact that is why they are not talking to me. That is the fact, please believe me.

We both were fallen for that (achahachan(bhaiya))…MG whispered to me
“Dude did you hear what she called us….such a sweet girl…..she reminds me my younger sister…U are so hard hearted anish ,how can you rag such a sweet girl”)
Even I felt the same, so I called the junior guy who told about her to us. I pretended to be very angry and asked him “dey what kinda guy you are…how can you talk such a sweet girl……. Between why you guys are not talking to her”
He stared at us clueless, poor guy got confused what to tell us .Finally he told us “she is not a mallu”
So??????????? We three asked at the same time.
MG warned all his gang members to behave with her properly. He already adopted her as his sister and they started talking as if they know each other for ages. While we were talking, one of the guys (Tony) from my class (notorious for ruthless ragging) came toward us and had a few words with her but as if we both were talking to her like her close relative\friend, he left her
We invited her to canteen for a coffee and MG was behaving like as if his “bride seeing ceremony” were going on.
Everything went really well. We both were happy to get such a nice friend.
After some time tony came and asked us how come we know her and we told him everything happened .he told us like “ohh guys …u guys missed the opportunity, when you were talking I thought she were you guys relative or something. You know something she is the most arrogant girl of her batch. We all are noted her from first year itself and were looking for a chance to teach her a lesson properly..”. We couldn’t believe what he told us about her.

But later only, we came to know about the secret behind everything. The girls of my batch trained the junior girls, how to handle each of us and they also gave a clear picture about all the guys of my class. Seems they categorized us as soft, medium, hard and tough and also trained them how to tackle each group.
Anyways whenever news about ragging and all popup in the TV or newspaper, this incident used to come in my mind first

Some random Shopping tales

“Dude, if you are not in a hurry, can you gimme a lift to health and glow and then to my apartment”. One of my friend called me and told, when I was about to leave from office. I’m a bit ‘allergic’ to this shop. The sales girls\guys in this shop are ‘trained’ to tempt you for buying all the needed\unwanted stuff (*from the experience of yours truly and his friends).Few years back, after doing some shopping to attend my cousin’s marriage, I headed to this shop to buy a sunscreen and hair gel (that was the first time in my life I went there).
The sales girls asked me what I want and I answered her. But she convinced me to buy another brand to my preferred one. Then another sales girl approached me and asked

S.G: Sir, you have got lot of open pores on your face, just look at this mirror.
after doing some close examination I felt that she is right (though I have never noticed it before) .
Me: yeah I can see a few. But what is the problem in that?
S.G: Sir it doesn’t looks good. It looks awkward; you have to tighten those pores.
I was thinking there, that why she is concerned about me so much
Before I told anything, she brought some skin toner and told me
S.G: Use this product .With in one month you will see the result
Me: I don’t think it is necessary for me, will you bill these products fast

Then she gave me a lecture about the nature of my skin and how good that product for my skin for next few minutes.i became tired of her lecture, so finally she won the battle and I brought it (one reason 4 that is I wanna look best at my family function ).
While moving towards the bill counter another sales girl approached me and asked me whether I have hair loss problem or not and I told no and moved away. she told me like

S.G 2: Sir just 1 min listen 2 me ,use this hair oil, so that in future, you won’t be suffering from any hair lose problem and also it has good cooling effect.

I couldn’t stop laughing to that, first time I heard about some product (and approached by someone) to prevent hair loss in future. Anyways I didn’t let her to proceed and promptly avoided her and moved to billing counter. When I was about to pay this bill another sales girl approached me (hmm it was not that bad, been the center of attraction of this much girls )

S.G 3: Sir you are lucky to have normal skin type. Use this face pack once in a week. It is very necessary for this climate and also if you are sitting in air conditioned room for a long time. Use this product and see the result after a week. It will make your skin glow like anything

(They all were talking to me as if I’m the only person who don’t have self –awareness in that area ) I felt like telling her, till I came here I (my skin) was perfectly fine. So will u please leave me alone
I just thanked her, paid the money and immediately left the space, before someone else caught me. After this incident,I always used to be very careful with that shop.

Though, it happened few years back. When my friend called me, I recalled this incident first. But as also I have to buy a deo and hair oil I agreed to drop her there. I asked my friend to pick up a deo for me and I moved to hair oil stack .As expected one sales girl approached me and asked me “whath dho you whaanth” in her fake British accent. Though I have a regular hair care products brand I just asked her can u suggest good non sticky hair oil. She took the product of an international renowned brand and started explaining its benefits. I told her that, that product is not good and then took my favorite brand .Though there was a big queue in the cash counter, I gave my pick to my friend and waited at cash counter. I was curious about, why there is such a big crowd in a personal care and cosmetic shop. So I just peeped at others basket (just for time pass). It was a bit funny. One young foreign lady who were standing in the end of the queue, by holding a 10 rupee mini tissue pack (no comments about it….I was struggling there to control my laugh) Another lady was holding a small packet of ‘ladies only stuff’ and a tooth brush, waiting for her turn in that long queue (was wondering there, now a days medical shops and super markets are not stocking these stuff or what). When I told about the same to my friend, she told me like, “It is something like an addiction, a form of shopaholism. They experience some kind of satisfaction, when they spend some time or purchase something (though it is useful or not) in those particular places” .Anyways when we were about to leave the space old sales girl came running towards us and asked me

S.G: Sir Can I ask you something me: yeah sure
S.G: y did you say, that hair oil is not good. me: what happened, why did you ask?
S.G: (in a panicked tone) I’m using it for past 1 month; please tell me what is wrong with that product.
We couldn’t stop laughing at her question and at her panicked expression.My friend answered her that “it contains silicon, so as per doctors advise it is not recommended for daily use(though it make your hair shine instantly but later on it may cause serious drawbacks like frizzy hair, hair fall and also problems for scalp etc”(always chose hair care products that does not contain silicon).She thanked us and left(her facial expression was priceless , and anyways it was payback time for us).

Anyways after a tiring week in office that short shopping was a perfect fun experience for us.

P.S: I didn’t mean to insult anyone (any characters mentioned here) in this post. @ H & G – It is a very good shop, were we can purchase all the local\international brands of our choice. Only thing is you have to be a bit careful with the sales persons.

Trivia: Saw this movie on last week – A Walk on the Moon . Loved it (good performance from lead actors and very good BG music) .Grab the DVD and watch it if you like unconventional movies)

Mera number kab aayega :(

Me: Helu she: Hi anish did u get, who is this?
Well this is the one sentence I hate to the core in a telephonic conversation.
Me: well sruthy? , hmmm neena, wait a second….. Nancy right????
She: ohh u remembers all Jessica, Monica. Can’t U recognize this good friend of yours, huh? This is teena, U fool
Me: oops itz U girl, looong time…what you are doing now days…..
Teena: it is okay anish, just pulling your legs. Hey listen; I’m landing India on next week. And also I’m planning to go to Chennai and spend a couple of days over there with my cousins. Between is it possible to meet, you guys
Me: why not, love to see U again
Teena: cool, I will call u once I reach there. By the time U tell others about the same and plan something

Well teena was my batch mate and a good friend of mine. Of course she was my, another short-term crush in the college .she is good looking, smart, sensible, studious and a spiritual girl. Though she had a lot of secret admires in my batch, no one showed any guts to propose her coz everyone was sure she were not interested in all that
I was so happy when I received her call and was so excited about meeting her again. Though these days I’m irritated with these question repeatedly from lot of ‘well wishers’ like “so when u getting finally hooked up?” and the same answer I give to every one “too young to get married now, so probably after 3 years”. After her call and day dreams, accidentally I recalled this family friend’s comment about my answer, like “that is our point, start looking now itself dude, so that you can find a good one and get married when the time come”. So I thought like “y not her, she is smart, sensible etc…. yeah she is the perfect one for me”. I told to myself “there is nothing wrong in telling my ‘dil ki baat’ to her”. So I decided to go ahead. I called up our mutual and told about the get together. So we all decided to meet up at CCD first at 4:30 and plan what to do after that over there. Then I called her up and asked her to be at CCD by 4

We both reached the spot almost at the same time .I felt like, running towards her and give her a big hug. But I just controlled myself and instead I just blew a flying kiss to her. She just smiled at me and then we sat face to face at CCD and started talking.

Me:girl U looks gorgeous, how you have been.
T: ohh really thank u…..I’m doing great as usual. Between, you too look great

The conversation were going great…..I told to myself “dude this is the ideal time, tell those three magical words to her. Don’t loose the chance”. When I was about to propose her she told me with a sweet smile
T: u didn’t ask, y I came to India and now Chennai to meet u all
Me: why?
T: (in a very excited tone): heyy, dude can u believe this. I am getting married!!!
After hearing this I started laughing like anything and I told her
Me: Teena, I can’t believe this, why it is always happens to me
T: see see, I told U na …excuse me, what is with the last sentence??
Me: not that dear, I was about to propose u now. Goodness u told that before, else everything would have been fing fing
T: Dude are you serious, I can’t believe this. I thought you were not interested in this love lup and all. Between, why me? She grinned at me
Me: I had a small crush on you when we were in college and anyway after some time I have to get hooked up with some one na .So I thought, it will be nice to have a nice girl like U …..
T: hmm interesting, I thought you guys were not interested in me in that way when we were in college. And I guess I might have been a little reserved over there.
Me: no no, the fact is so many guys had crush on you. But as they don’t wanna spoil the friendship with you, they didn’t go ahead.
T: ohhh really… Okay forget about others, though u had a crush on me, why didn’t you propose me that time. I guess we were pretty close friends since first year
Me: Hey I was not desperate at that time and also I thought that would make you upset. Ok forget it, if in case I proposed you, what reply, you would have given to me?
Me: Hey I was not desperate at that time and also I thought, that would make you upset ok forget it, If in case I proposed you, what reply, you would have given to me?
T: idiot, why in case, you should have proposed me….OMG I missed so much fun…Ok ok, jokes apart…anish you know me very well right. I’m my parent’s daughter. You know, I never used to take any personal decisions in my life. What ever is my parents decision I will obey that and so far they gave me the best in everything. That’s all about that. thatz it
Me: ok ok I was just kidding, forget about that. Anyways we both had some fun moments. That’s more than enough. Between congrats for getting hooked up
T: thanks anish actually I’m so excited, you know he is my childhood friend. I’m gonna tell this to him, when he call me. Between this is fun time for you guys. Instead of getting committed to one girl at this time, move around everyone and have fun. And at the same time always keep this in mind “GOD is good to those who love him”

By the time our friends came and we shared this to them and everyone had a good laugh. Though I cooked up all these for fun, we had really very good time (I never expected that twist).Anyways teenz, I wish much happiness to you and your darling husband. May God bless you both? And I’m so happy to have such a wonderful friend like you.

P.S: Between why this is always happens to me. Though for fun or real, this is the third time same thing happened to me.

My First ‘love Letter’

“Hey Anish… do u remember me“, a tall pretty lady move towards me with a sweet smile and asked me, while I was standing outside the church, after Sunday mass. I didn’t get her at the moment. So I just stared at her with a surprised look and asked “sorry, I got a poor memory, k’niyan?”(My college name). She giggled at me and told “c’mon dude, how can you forget me? This is neenu yar, your 12th batch mate”. I couldn’t believe my ears and told her,” Gosh it’s you girl, you changed a lot, looks more pretty”. “Hmmm pazhaya number onnum kalnagittila alle” she winked at me and told. We had a chat for few minutes (we met almost after 6 years) and then she called her husband for introducing him to me.

For a moment I went back to my +2 school days. Those days were the golden period of my life for lot of reasons (strikes, bunking class and going for movies, moving around junior girls in the name of ragging(harmless) and used do almost all kinda tharikida(‘illegal) activities’(except studies)). That time I had a big crush on a girl of my batch. As she was one of the smart and studious girls of my batch, I was looking for a right opportunity to approach her. So I was trying to make a good impression in front of her, by posing and acting as a very nice fellow in front of her and her friends, by studying well, ignoring other girls (when ever she and her friends around me),attending college prayer meeting regularly etc. After some time, i started feel boring coz I was missing all the fun

As the days were passing like that, one day one of her classmate, vipin approached my friend, Vishnu to help him to give a love letter for his crush (who happened to be Vishnu’s neighbor).Though Vishnu didn’t agree to help him initially, I convinced him to go ahead and also promised him to help him (actually I was bored with this nice guy image and also I thought these kinda experiences will help me, when my turn comes). So during last hour of our class, we started the plan and after a few minutes of discussion, we came up with the final plan “Like to approach her at the deserted lane parallel to the main road and present the matter to her, so that no one will see us……”.after telling this to vipin he told us “Killer idea dude, you guys are born criminals”, then in a weird tone he told us “aliya ente bhavi ningulade kaiyila”(my future’s in your hands).We assured him that we will take care of everything. After the closing bell rang, we started following her (as our college/school was in a small and beautiful hill, we have to walk almost 1 kilometer to reach the town). We almost approached her twice, but as the place where crowded we backed off (by the time we got butterflies in our stomach) and after some time she also understood that we were following her and she started looking at us occasionally while walking. After almost10 minutes and as we were close to the lane, our knees literally started shaking (as we are not familiar with these stuffs) and vipin backed off by saying “dude this is my area and many peoples know me here, if anyone catch me, then I’m finished, so you go ahead if you have guts”. I decided to give it to her at the lane as per plan. Vipin gave me the sign that she is coming and he moved to the other side of the road. Finally the much awaited moment came, she came near to the lane and I approached her and asked “You are neenu right” she: “ya” .“well, Vishnu asked me to give you this letter” I managed to tell her (I still don’t know from where I got guts to asked her that (though we did lot of planning, actually that was her area and also my dad’s office was hardly 1km away from that spot. if anyone caught me, I can’t even imagine about that now). She become frightened and her face turned pale, she told me like “dude, are you nuts? I don’t want it, I’m scared” and speeded up from the spot. By the time I lost all the guts and my heart started beating like jazz drums, I told her okay and started looking for my friend (but he already escaped from there).When I turned back I found a few guys moving towards me, from a short distance. Immediately I flew from that spot and caught the next bus to my home.

Later Vishnu told me that, those guys were her brother and his friends and also happened to be Vishnu’s friends and neighbors. They caught Vishnu, but he managed to handle the situation and convinced them that it was just a normal talk, they reluctantly believed him. That was the first and last time I talked to her (and also happened to be my first and last ‘love letter’, that I gave ‘by hand’ to anyone).Though I used to see her at campus and town, we used to just smile at each other sheepishly and move away. Vipin —— Next day she called up vipin to her class and told him “dude we are good friends right, if you want to tell something to me, don’t you have guts to tell me directly, why do you need a third person for that? , in between I’m not interested in this love, affair and all. We are kids, we came here to study right, so please don’t bother me again with these love letter, request and all. Hope you don’t mind that, let’s be good friends and also it is very hard to get good friends. Think about marriage and all when the time comes, okay”. Poor vipin nodded his head with out any expression.

“Vineeth, this is anish, my 12th standard batch mate and anish meet my husband Vineeth” she told. “Ohh man, so you were the guy” he winked at me and asked. I looked at both of them and pretended to be clueless. Both of them started laughing and she told me that “anish, he knows everything ,hope you haven’t forget that love letter incident and also i showed him you, while you were standing here “.I sheepishly looked at both of them and told her “you still remember all that ahha !!!!“.Vineeth told me “common buddy it is okay, even I have done the worst things during my college and school days. We have to be a little mischievous during those times; else what is the fun in life, right?“. Later we chatted for a while, then went out and had lunch together. We had a nice time and we promised to be in touch with each other.

I guess the best time in our life is, during school and college days. When you look back, those little mischievous things you did in campus and hostels, harmless pranks played at others etc, are good enough to create some nostalgic memories. Especially when we see our old friends and talk about that

Trivia: Yesterday happened to see ‘Forgetting Sarah Marshall ‘ .A sweet movie. If you like, light hearted comic love stories, then don’t miss this one.

Some ‘kid’dish stories

Kids now days …..Omg, they are so fast.
I have a got a bunch of kutty friends (kids) in my apartment. They are too smart than, we can imagine (at least for me).How fast they get along with latest cell phones, computers, other electronic stuffs etc (once I had a tough time adding a birthday reminder to my cell phone, was checking it for almost 10 minutes, but this 8 year old chap found it out with in 2 minutes after a few key strokes), how fast they learn the logic behind PC games. Not to mention the ‘historic words and inventions’ coming from there mouth.

That day I was glad to see my five year old nephew (Once, this smarty dude demanded his parents like “he want a chechi (dhidhi) like actress trisha as his house maid, to take care of his day to day needs) at the door step, after coming from office. In fact he was waiting for his friend to come out to play, who is residing at the next door. To tease him I asked like “are you waiting for your girlfriend buddy”, you guys won’t believe what he told. He told me like “your girl is staring at you from there, man, why she is always talking to you (She is studying in just 9th standard, used play badminton with me occasionally and I used help her to clear her math’s doubts…… gosh kids listen everything ).Anyways everyone present there had a nice laugh

Forget to tell, even I have got a six year old ‘girl friend’ (her name is anna) here , who used give me company for weekend evening walks and who used to share her little fictional stories(superb ones in fairy story/fantasy genre).Once one of my close friend commented like “u will be jail if u consider her as ur GF”, but I never mind…she is a little angel …kidding. One day during a evening walk, suddenly she become serious like a 70 year old grand mother and anxiously asked me like “achacha(means bhaiya or brother) when will you get married?(she used to asked me this always).I tried to explain her like “molu I’m too young to get married, probably after 3-4 years I will do, and you will be standing with me carrying flower bouquet during the ceremony ,are you happy now?(It is a custom among Syrian Christians, like small kids will be accompanying bride-groom with fresh flowers)).She thought for a while and replied me “ohhh I understood, you are gonna marry neethu chichi, right(chechi means dhidhi or sister)” (neethu is my neighbor and a good friend of mine…gosh from where she got this controversial ideas ).For my goodness no one was present there, if anyone heard that….then I would have been finished by teasing… anyways I pretended like I didn’t hear what she said

Last but not the least, After the Sunday mass we were chatting outside the church, suddenly one of my family friend’s 9 year old kid rushed to his dad and commented like “dad, you have got only this ‘woman’ to get married, didn’t you have Eyes at that time” (this chap got angry coz his mom didn’t let him go to play). Poor guy, he is still teased by us, pointing this incident.

But anyways I love to spend time with kids and play with them. They are innocent and there minds are unpolluted. There presence will make you fresh and cool (even at the most tensed or heated situations). They have got the magic to make you cool with in minutes, yeahh kinda best stress busters.