Saturday, August 22, 2009

Every Season has a Reason

Huhh.. can u believe it.. There is nothing as easy as writing the own story in which you were a part of. Its nothing but a conversation and no imagination. So pouring such fluidy liquids out of the heart is so simple, compared to the innovation and intellectual stuff that the mind throws. Cool.

So wat is this season that the author is referring here to @#(&#_!@ That was not greek or latin. It is just that i cursed all those cursed souls which were a hurdle to all what jeffrey tried to accomplish. To those who re not aware of who jeffrey is... one word -> PSG's Koorathalwar for the yr 2009 ;).. kiddin maan. i want u to get over it and look back at it like a practical joke. No offence. So this poor chap as he explained in his previous blog did go thru a lot of crap and henceforth the appraisal he gets from all of us. As i said in one of my comments, it requires the extra bit in every individual to be able to see a pinch of success in every failure. That is the secret to the success of any flourishing person today.

So lets get to where we had left it "The sequel to jeff's Placement Time".. What made this a very special season was that; like in all fairy tales the bad forces had to give in to the good ones and the pathway was built in such a way that there was no other option than to be conducive and cooperative. However big or small u re, when it comes to securing urself NOTHING ELSE MATTERS. That's what made all difference in opinion vanish or rather put away for the time being.

Patience is virtue endru solluvargal.. That was the realization that occured to me. I went thru a lot of shit and finally i was there.. and so was my buddy jeffrey. Infact the placement journey "utna aasan nahi".. agar hum lok bahut majaa aaya.. kyun ki, both me and jeff love acting under pressure. As that is when we are on our toes and the true inner sense comes out in sparkling glow. We guys did justice to the job and to our souls as well.. Why i say this, bcuz its the enormous amount of delight that ur mind goes thru when u had been undermined for ages and finally ppl look back at u awestruck. Some ppl always see, its tough to supress passion and talent. I do believe that :)

"With power comes responsibility". Noot like the Tourism corporation that our class runs, where the tagline is "With money, comes alcohol".. I wish there were more ppl who did behave like humans than uncivilized beasts in our sodality. U guys wudnt believe the underlying felicity in this. During that Drab PR selection meeting that occured. I wanted to volunteer inspite of being an underdog in the crowd. But the wee bit of dignity left in my mind said "Wait man, ur time will come.. Now is not then".. So i did not open my mouth when the mastermind tourism bus cleaners were deciding the strategy of how all the other selfish half-wits could get placed. Then as jeffrey said, the ministers of parliment nominated the poor jeffrey only in the sole thought of ravening him and saving their own arses.

Jeffrey struggled and strained in an ungratified manner to bring in an attitude level change on the clubhouse. There were many infertile efforts down the line. First he joined hands with Dinesh, who unluckily was a classmate with us only till that semester. Things went haywire even while he was around. Nothing sparked. Dinesh was then off pitch and off the picture as well. Then after many firm stances from the 'I-never-will-come-forward' group, satheesaran - the leading player in that team was nominated to assist jeffrey. There was too much of friction and thing hardly kicked off. Jeffrey meanwhile went thru a lot of agony handling things all alone. I couldnt have sympathized him more. It was then when i realized that this harmless benign soul had gone through too much. It was high time i helped him bring things under control. I offered a helping and literally vowed that i will stand beside him on any circumstance. Jeffrey embraced the occasion and we joined hands together as captain and sailor - one and the same :)

One thing that we both concurred on was that, lets leave these bunch of jugheads live life in their own terms and there aint much we can do to change things around there. It will take time for the toll to levy its impact on all the ignorant guys. But eventually they all have to turn up to the authorities - us :) TO BE CONTINUED ......

5 comments:

  1. @cool post mate this seems like a foreword to my vey long one. The to be continued tag makes me wait in suspense as to what would follw this. and whats that hindi in the middle. I dont understand that 'ONE LITTLE BIT'.

    And the funny thing abt these guys is that they wont do the work and they wont let the persons to do it also.


    Senthil have u been reading archie comics recently?

    I wonder how our placements would have been if not for senthil. In the later half of the 7th sem i was literally out of placement work with some occasional appearances at the cell.

    I owe a big thanks to senthil,and you guys who showed that team work is possible even in such a class.

    and the jugheads u say are busy tour guides now** (senthil u know who :))

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  2. @Senthil nice continuation :) your language is also very good :) ellam gethu thaan ponga :)

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  3. Ha ha true maan.. i am sorry i am responding to this so late... i guess ppl have started flocking around with loads of work

    Jeff we worked hand in hand putting aside differences. I am happy we did that and thats we are looking back at it with a smile :)

    Cheers mate

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  4. Sign of ppl vanishin which is not good.. atleast once in two days, once in two days..

    Naan vena placement officer la irunthu college ViceChancellor-Security guard kita permission vangitu varen, apavathu vanthu blog padichu comment panunga makale

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  5. Gethu illa meenakshi..its about the mind we apply to it. intha topic open panna flow kanna pinna nu varuthu. which means i am thinking at good pace.

    Nice place to jot down the past and the abstract future.. cha wat an invention yaar - blogging.

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