I hope we will meet @ our retirement

Guys, the last post was about emotions and relationship. If I don't mention about my friends then it will not be a complete one.The other day I was chatting with one of my friend and I told her that my next post will have the heading, "Hope we will meet @ retirement",Don't be surprised as to why I am discussing about retirement so early.Ok, I will start with my journey from school to my office.

It all started in School ,as we were the only section with co-education and remaining sections were all either only Girls or only Boys,So we had lot of fun during my school days.I was bought up in Kamlanagar where we had small group of friends, Ananth,Ashwath,Bhavesh,Kiran Sagar....these people were the few with whom I started my first ever friendship.I was involved in the cricket team, though I was a 12th batsman and a bowler.I as a person, never gave less than my 100% in friendship. If I look back now, I always want them to grow higher than me and when they make a mark in life I feel that I have done something.Such a stupid emotional fool I am.During this friendship I made enemies too, by saying the truth on their face.

I always believe that people should be able to face the criticism in the same manner as they like the praise from the others.But unfortunately they dont.In this path of life I met a great friend called Satish,Accidently I met him with a rift only , we fought in the streets of my school on an exam issue.Then we became best buddies.Until then, I never knew  that there is a society outside my school and home.He introduced me to the world and taught me all nuances of society.Unfortunately, I dont know where he is today and what he is doing.

Then it was my Engineering days,this was the time I had experienced most of my embarrassing moments.Basically my nature is that I dont care what others speak about me.I always do what my heart says.During my engineering days, I met Ashok,Pradeep,Sudhir,Anirbhan,Ajith,Arun,Sharath,Narendra,Omprakash,Pavamana,Kiran,Siddharth,Abhijith and all from the Adoni gang.....As I told the I Am an emotional fool ,but for an unknown person I am a rude guy. I still remember when Arun and Ajith were taking college change ,I personally felt that they were leaving me alone in the college.It is the kind of emotion I do get when anybody leaves me.More over the last day of my engineering when I left my college after our farewell ,I was sitting at the sit-out of my hostel and tears were running down my eyes. Then, my last gang of engineering days like Gowda,Vijji,Umesh,Sriharsha; these were the guys who came to me and took me into the hostel.

When I started this post, I thought I will not be having much to write, but its going on and on.So I will take a pause here and will continue in detail in any of my next posts if my readers are interested. The only thing I feel bad is , I am not meeting any of the above friends now a days, though we all stay in the same city. Though we all had discussed when we were leaving the college that, we will have a group email where we can discuss.Now that group email has become a big joke though I am one of the moderator for that. I dont say we didnt try to meet, Some entu guys tried to meet at Lalbagh but ended up with one or two...So I told my friend while chatting that hope everyone will meet @ our retirement age.

Relationship and Emotions

Today I was in Mangalore to leave my wife in her home town.It was raining heavily from Bangalore to Mangalore . A lot of memories were running around .So I decided that this is the best time to write something about my childhood.I think it was 1992, when my father was starting his second venture in Anantapur and we had called all our relatives to the inauguration.It was like a festival in our home.In the past 29 years, I always had my cousins as my best friends.So I never felt that I should make any friends outside the family.

OK,coming to my post .The day when my father's restaurant opened ,everyone was happy and I too was playing with my cousins.The next day everyone was leaving back to their home town. I still remember that I had cried like a child and my father had pulled me into the house, while I was still crying to go with them.I had never thought I have to go to school the next morning or that my home is in Anantapur.After two days I was back to normal.The kind of affection I had towards my cousins or aunts was tremondous.

The reason I am writing this post is because , recently we had function at my home where everyone came two days in advance and left the next day of the function.When they were leaving, I had the same kind of feeling that I had 20 years ago.The memory is still alive in my mind, when I cried and asked my cousins and aunts not to go.Now that I have grown up but the same emotions still exists in me.

  I dont believe that this generation kids have that kind of emotions in them.But when my wife's nephew (sister's son) cries when he leaves us while he goes home , I feel, ya relationships still matter.When that kid  calls me chichappa and my wife chichamma ,we both feel that the relations and emotions still exist in the next generation ,not bad you know.And also when the function got over last week, that kid left our house and with in an hour he started asking his mom where is chichamma :) (he actually can't spell 'ka'.Instead he tells 'cha').So my message to everyone is please do inject the relations in the kids which is very important for their future in a way to know their roots.

Olympics!!

Its been long time since I wrote any kind of posting.Previously when I used to be alone , I was interested to pen down my thoughts.As you can see my blog heading itself is "Lone with all friends".,it started with my loneliness.Now days I am not getting much time to pen down my thoughts.You can say its because of my marriage or my Wife.Marriage is a beautiful thing which happened to me.Today after a long time , I got some time to write down .

I was thinking what should I write in my next post; thought of writing about politics but not now. I am sure I will post after Gujarat elections :) Coming back to this post , I am writing about a girl whose career I  followed from 2008.I believe, my manager and myself were following Beijing Olympics and daily I used to tell him that she is a new prospect to our country.She will make us(Indians) proud.But when she lost in the quarter finals ,I was very much disappointed on that day and thought whether she was also one more hype created by media.

But still I didn't lose hope. I kept on following badminton sport which I never ever thought will do, other than following our cricket because of GOD Sachin.Now also if Sachin gets out I wont watch the match; that kind of passion he has created in me.The same passion somehow this girl created in me,that's none other than our own Bronze medalist Saina Nehwal.Kudos!! to her.

The kind  of 3D's  where I believe a sports person should have those are of Dedication,Determination and Discipline. I think no one can match Saina other than Sachin.The fame comes to you ,but handling it is very difficult.She has done it.After her Beijing Olympics, she has won 11 gold, 3 silver and 2 Bronze, which is not a small thing when our whole country is behind Cricket celebrating World Cup ( I am not taking the credit from them).I should salute her and Gopichand for making us proud in this Olympics.I feel very positive and enthusiastic when I see these kind of News!!

Last one Year 2011!!

Its been 5 to 6 months i peeped into my blogger site...Last year when i wrote about 2010 year ,it was mixed reactions...The year 2011 is one of unforgettable year for me.Personally I got married ....But  i lost my Grandma first(my father's mother ) and Secondly my Grandfather (My mother's father).My Grandfather is one of the person who had influenced my life style or the thinking process.

He was a real role model for all my cousins..He always walks the talk.He was a teacher by profession .We respected him a lot for his balanced mind.The reason behind this is his thoughts were never biased.The word DHARMA suits very much to him.He was a strong follower of politics and cricket ,which i think is each and every grandson/daughter's interest in our family. May his and her soul rest in peace......