My earlier blog of getting driving licence received lot of different feedback from my friends. Most of them enjoied reading but some of them said I am making fun of myself. But I just expressed what happened. There was no glorification no extra things added.. I tried to put it as it happned.. Now Lets get back to next level :)
One month over and we went to RTO office in the dream of getting the driving licence. This time we took the bike of my friend Vikram- a small cute bike. I dont remember the name :( .. So we filled in the application form and waited for RTO. Hmm at last he arrived with few applications in hand.. We were standing as if we are getting some heavy prize from this guy. He is the one who will decide if we will ride bike or not.. Great role to play. He called my name first and asked me to take a round and come.. Cool.. I sat on bike kick started went for 100 mtrs and the bike suddenly started making weird sounds.. I tried combinations with the gear applied removed.. No use... Bike stopped. Disaster :( I dont know how I had made my face. I came back and gave the bike to my next friend who was in Queue.
Then my friend was asked to take a round. He did it.. Fantastic.. We said great you are pass. Other guy took the bike. Even he did it but with little weird sounds.. But bike didnt stop. We thought ok RTO will be generous enough to Pass him unlike my college staff :) .
Now we are waiting for the result. He came to us.. All failed. Why wat happned wat mistake we made were the expressions on my friends face.. But they didnt follow traffic rules. He adviced us to follow traffic rules and come next time.. While going back he said to the owner of the bike ( my friend Vikram).. Dont give your bike to Vinay, he will spoil it :( .. Man what a dialogue.. Worth remembering whole life :) My friend followed each word of him and hence didnt give bike to me again. I lost the Battle. Didnt get driving licence at last. When I got my degree certificate I said " Good I cleared all my BE papers not even single failure in my BE except RTO exam" ..
Now I have been riding bike for 5 years.. Thank god for the agent who helped me get by licence but with heavy fees..
Hope you enjoied it..
Tc.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Importance of 1/2 mark :)
I was in eighth standard of Navodaya school. Our kannada teacher had good impression on me. She used to ask me dictate the notes to the class and also she been to my native once. Hence I had good rapport with our teacher.
We had 25 marks assignments for each of the subjects and even kannada had 25 marks assignment. They used to give this to home and we used to submit once complete. My close friends in navodaya were Basavraj, Sudheer and Rajendra. Basavaraj completed the assignment by finding answers from text books and by putting efforts. Also his hand writing was soo good.. Once he completed the assignment, I took his book and copied as it is and submitted. I dont know if my name was familiar to teacher or by luck, I got 24.5 marks and Basavaraj got 24 marks. As soon the note books came to our hands, Basu started crying ;). He started telling "he has copied my notes and his handwriting is also not good as me then how can he get more markes than me ;) " .. I went to teacher, told her to cut my marks but she was not ready. Then i was in trouble :(. This stupid guy was crying and not at all stopping for 1/2 marks. He got support from one more classmate sanjay. He also told teacher the same things. Then teacher told today I got to know importance of 1/2 marks. She corrected my marks to 24. I could see my friends eyes tearless. I was happy too.. He would not have behaved the same way now but for that age that mite be appropriate..
Any way this incident entered my childhood memories hence noting it here :)
We had 25 marks assignments for each of the subjects and even kannada had 25 marks assignment. They used to give this to home and we used to submit once complete. My close friends in navodaya were Basavraj, Sudheer and Rajendra. Basavaraj completed the assignment by finding answers from text books and by putting efforts. Also his hand writing was soo good.. Once he completed the assignment, I took his book and copied as it is and submitted. I dont know if my name was familiar to teacher or by luck, I got 24.5 marks and Basavaraj got 24 marks. As soon the note books came to our hands, Basu started crying ;). He started telling "he has copied my notes and his handwriting is also not good as me then how can he get more markes than me ;) " .. I went to teacher, told her to cut my marks but she was not ready. Then i was in trouble :(. This stupid guy was crying and not at all stopping for 1/2 marks. He got support from one more classmate sanjay. He also told teacher the same things. Then teacher told today I got to know importance of 1/2 marks. She corrected my marks to 24. I could see my friends eyes tearless. I was happy too.. He would not have behaved the same way now but for that age that mite be appropriate..
Any way this incident entered my childhood memories hence noting it here :)
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Childhood days..
I am born and bought up in a small village Ghataprabha of Belgaum District Karnataka. My parents were teachers there. My childhood days were filled with lot of appreciations for my talent( like speech giving, Singing, Dramas), lot of love from students of my parents and lot of care from our teachers as they were collegues of my parents. Our weekends used to be kept for the field visits of my friends. We used to be in a group plan every weekend for a field trip. The fields were side by small river canals or wells etc. We used to spend whole day roaming around playing in fields, eating the baby corns, sugarcanes and fruits. My friends used to be so happy showing their field to me and make sure I enjoi the most..
Now every weekend we sit at home or go for films, rides or chat with friends. So much difference from then and now.. Have learnt to accept the way life is going on.
Just sitting infront of computer and remembering golden days of childhood gives me so much happiness. Some times feel life has changed drastically for good but some where at the corner of the heart still like old days..
Now every weekend we sit at home or go for films, rides or chat with friends. So much difference from then and now.. Have learnt to accept the way life is going on.
Just sitting infront of computer and remembering golden days of childhood gives me so much happiness. Some times feel life has changed drastically for good but some where at the corner of the heart still like old days..
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
A walk to remember- Worth reading..
The woods were lovely dark and deep. Walking slowly beside her, in the
damp mud road, was her husband whom she barely knew. He was very
relaxed, happily watching a group of kids playing at a distance.
Her "mehandi" was still dark and smelling fresh, reminding of the
xcitements and tension 2 days back. "It cant work this way
mom...please stop this", she kept telling her mother till the last
moment,who wouldnt listen but carry on with beautifying her.She had
been crying all night and her make-up had to be patched up twice or
thrice to hide her awkwardly swollen face.
It was too late now.She had to get married "NOW" to the guy...The guy
whom she had seen once and talked thrice.The guy about whom she knew
nothing at all but for his name and work.Everything happened in a
hurry and everthing was over before she could breathe again... here
was she with this guy, all alone in this hill station... how can
anybody send their daughter such a long distance with a stranger???
"Hey look at that....!!!" he shouted in excitement... she shrugged and
looked where his finger pointed...
Bright colored balloons dotted the sky. Children were jumping in joy
and he seemed to be completely absorbed into it...colors are always
exciting...but not now.She was not with her friends, not with her team
mates, not even with her parents. This was not a 3 day tour or team
building trip.This was her life and she has been forced to start off
with this person.
Loneliness and discomfort with this stranger was sickening...She
looked at him in wonder... does he even realize that he has married
me?Does he understand that he has to love me,protect me,care for me,a
new girl,a stranger,all his life?
The marriage morning started like a daylight nightmare for her.The
first time in life she felt she should have fallen in love and then
married somebody. some man who she would have felt more comfortable
with, someone whom she could call by name and introduce to friends,
someone whom she could trust. But marriage morning was obviously not
the time to think all these.
Her parents would never have said "no" if she had declared that she
was in love.But she was not emotionally attached to anybody she
met,especially guys.She was very friendly,playing,teasing, but never
had second thought for any man around her.That brought the entire
responsibility of looking for a groom on her parents' shoulders.Her
parents had had a very bad time with this entire process.They started
their groom search with unending "&" operation. The concatenation of
"Horoscope matching" & "Decent family" & "Good looking" & "Good pay" &
"same cast" & so on... that always gave 0 output.Now after all that 8
months hunt,they were not ready to hear her "ifs" and "buts" for this
'good guy'.
She had explained to her father.She does not feel anything for this
person.He is nothing more to me than any other software
professional.Like list of names she sees in the chat rooms. Distant
and usual...Her father asked her to talk to him and even meet him and
discuss their likes and dislikes.That meeting started like the
induction programme self introduction and ended like a 3 hour
seminar.She was waiting to get away from that place."So did you talk
with him?"."yes"."was he polite and decent"."yes"."Oh he got that
special flavoured tri-color icecream...!!!".OK.All her family and
relatives discussed...She was given the chance to "understand her life
partner" and that they have understood each other "well" and she is
ready for the marriage now.
All arrangements geared up and it was 24 days after her first meeting
that she was getting married to her man... perfect match as everybody
else described.Marriage hall was full with excited people, kids got
the chance to play,ladies got the chance to wear the silk saree.The
smell of rose and jasmine filled the hall.Different poses for the
photographer and atrificial smiles for the videos.The moment he had
tied the sacred thread was unexplainable vaccum in the head.It was
over.She was his wife.Accepted by the society and law.Her proud
parents were relaxed.This was their duty they had been planning to
fulfill since she was born.All this crowd will fade away,leaving her
to explore her new world...
He pulled her hand gently to sit on the stone bench.The bench was wet
and the chillness was indeed enjoyable."So what are you thinking
about?"... that was an unexpected ball.should she reply?should she be
silent?She remembered the two hour presentation she had taken last
month.Bold and confident, she kept answering all the queries with a
broad smile.Now she remained silent."Do you know honey... I was not
for this marriage too..." Oh my God... what did i hear??? did HE tell
that or did i think aloud? what does he mean?didnt he like me?was he
forced into this? He must have noticed the quizzical look on my
face...with a gentle smile he continued..."I wanted to look for a girl
myself,buy her everything,care for her,argue with her,laugh and cry
with her,then get married to her... Anything otherwise would be a
drama. Traditional drama and i was not for it anytime. But my love for
my work and also my stress would not give me time and mind to search
that girl...When your parents talked to me 2 weeks before our
marriage, about your fear of getting married,to a stranger, i could
completely understand your mind. I could see myself in you and that
was the moment i decided i will marry you.There was no time to prove
myself to you,make you trust me,everything happened in a hurry.But
there was the entire life before me, to please you,to love you, to
make you trust me.This is no less than what i had dreamt,the girl i
was waiting for,is you.Now tell me... will you love me???" Tears came
down her cheek.Her parents had done more than their duty.They had
found her the perfect guy. Thank you Mom!!! Thank you Dad!!! His
question remained unanswered yet both knew the answer....
damp mud road, was her husband whom she barely knew. He was very
relaxed, happily watching a group of kids playing at a distance.
Her "mehandi" was still dark and smelling fresh, reminding of the
xcitements and tension 2 days back. "It cant work this way
mom...please stop this", she kept telling her mother till the last
moment,who wouldnt listen but carry on with beautifying her.She had
been crying all night and her make-up had to be patched up twice or
thrice to hide her awkwardly swollen face.
It was too late now.She had to get married "NOW" to the guy...The guy
whom she had seen once and talked thrice.The guy about whom she knew
nothing at all but for his name and work.Everything happened in a
hurry and everthing was over before she could breathe again... here
was she with this guy, all alone in this hill station... how can
anybody send their daughter such a long distance with a stranger???
"Hey look at that....!!!" he shouted in excitement... she shrugged and
looked where his finger pointed...
Bright colored balloons dotted the sky. Children were jumping in joy
and he seemed to be completely absorbed into it...colors are always
exciting...but not now.She was not with her friends, not with her team
mates, not even with her parents. This was not a 3 day tour or team
building trip.This was her life and she has been forced to start off
with this person.
Loneliness and discomfort with this stranger was sickening...She
looked at him in wonder... does he even realize that he has married
me?Does he understand that he has to love me,protect me,care for me,a
new girl,a stranger,all his life?
The marriage morning started like a daylight nightmare for her.The
first time in life she felt she should have fallen in love and then
married somebody. some man who she would have felt more comfortable
with, someone whom she could call by name and introduce to friends,
someone whom she could trust. But marriage morning was obviously not
the time to think all these.
Her parents would never have said "no" if she had declared that she
was in love.But she was not emotionally attached to anybody she
met,especially guys.She was very friendly,playing,teasing, but never
had second thought for any man around her.That brought the entire
responsibility of looking for a groom on her parents' shoulders.Her
parents had had a very bad time with this entire process.They started
their groom search with unending "&" operation. The concatenation of
"Horoscope matching" & "Decent family" & "Good looking" & "Good pay" &
"same cast" & so on... that always gave 0 output.Now after all that 8
months hunt,they were not ready to hear her "ifs" and "buts" for this
'good guy'.
She had explained to her father.She does not feel anything for this
person.He is nothing more to me than any other software
professional.Like list of names she sees in the chat rooms. Distant
and usual...Her father asked her to talk to him and even meet him and
discuss their likes and dislikes.That meeting started like the
induction programme self introduction and ended like a 3 hour
seminar.She was waiting to get away from that place."So did you talk
with him?"."yes"."was he polite and decent"."yes"."Oh he got that
special flavoured tri-color icecream...!!!".OK.All her family and
relatives discussed...She was given the chance to "understand her life
partner" and that they have understood each other "well" and she is
ready for the marriage now.
All arrangements geared up and it was 24 days after her first meeting
that she was getting married to her man... perfect match as everybody
else described.Marriage hall was full with excited people, kids got
the chance to play,ladies got the chance to wear the silk saree.The
smell of rose and jasmine filled the hall.Different poses for the
photographer and atrificial smiles for the videos.The moment he had
tied the sacred thread was unexplainable vaccum in the head.It was
over.She was his wife.Accepted by the society and law.Her proud
parents were relaxed.This was their duty they had been planning to
fulfill since she was born.All this crowd will fade away,leaving her
to explore her new world...
He pulled her hand gently to sit on the stone bench.The bench was wet
and the chillness was indeed enjoyable."So what are you thinking
about?"... that was an unexpected ball.should she reply?should she be
silent?She remembered the two hour presentation she had taken last
month.Bold and confident, she kept answering all the queries with a
broad smile.Now she remained silent."Do you know honey... I was not
for this marriage too..." Oh my God... what did i hear??? did HE tell
that or did i think aloud? what does he mean?didnt he like me?was he
forced into this? He must have noticed the quizzical look on my
face...with a gentle smile he continued..."I wanted to look for a girl
myself,buy her everything,care for her,argue with her,laugh and cry
with her,then get married to her... Anything otherwise would be a
drama. Traditional drama and i was not for it anytime. But my love for
my work and also my stress would not give me time and mind to search
that girl...When your parents talked to me 2 weeks before our
marriage, about your fear of getting married,to a stranger, i could
completely understand your mind. I could see myself in you and that
was the moment i decided i will marry you.There was no time to prove
myself to you,make you trust me,everything happened in a hurry.But
there was the entire life before me, to please you,to love you, to
make you trust me.This is no less than what i had dreamt,the girl i
was waiting for,is you.Now tell me... will you love me???" Tears came
down her cheek.Her parents had done more than their duty.They had
found her the perfect guy. Thank you Mom!!! Thank you Dad!!! His
question remained unanswered yet both knew the answer....
Monday, June 25, 2007
Getting driving licence cant be tougher than this.. ;)
This is just the hillarious moment of my life..
During engineering we friends decided to get two wheeler driving licence. When we checked RTO office, we goto know we have to write one test. As we been writing so many tests in Engineering, we thought chalo one More test.. We 4 appreared for the test.. Great Result.. All of us failed :) I think this was totaly new to us as we never failed in any exams till that. We decided, we will take it as challenge and appeared next time. 2 of them cleared it and me and my friend again failed.. This time we felt little insulted :( Other 2 guys laughing at us. We took challenge we have to prepare hard. Tried to memorise all symboles etc. 3rd attempt. My friend cleared, me as usual FAIL.. Wat can be more disaster? I instantly became very famous in class and hostel. Hatrik in failing.. Great acheivement.
I didnt loose heart. Went again. RTO clerk checked me coming in so many times. Asked me how many times I failed.. 3 times oh my god. he said you are qualified for Interview :) He asked me few questions. With Gods grace I made few mistakes than expected. He declared I cleared the Interview. Gave me Learning licence. I came back with big smile on my face. I felt as if I have my degree certificate.
One more month for Driving licence, which is one more record creation. Check out the next blog.
Tc and have great time till then.
During engineering we friends decided to get two wheeler driving licence. When we checked RTO office, we goto know we have to write one test. As we been writing so many tests in Engineering, we thought chalo one More test.. We 4 appreared for the test.. Great Result.. All of us failed :) I think this was totaly new to us as we never failed in any exams till that. We decided, we will take it as challenge and appeared next time. 2 of them cleared it and me and my friend again failed.. This time we felt little insulted :( Other 2 guys laughing at us. We took challenge we have to prepare hard. Tried to memorise all symboles etc. 3rd attempt. My friend cleared, me as usual FAIL.. Wat can be more disaster? I instantly became very famous in class and hostel. Hatrik in failing.. Great acheivement.
I didnt loose heart. Went again. RTO clerk checked me coming in so many times. Asked me how many times I failed.. 3 times oh my god. he said you are qualified for Interview :) He asked me few questions. With Gods grace I made few mistakes than expected. He declared I cleared the Interview. Gave me Learning licence. I came back with big smile on my face. I felt as if I have my degree certificate.
One more month for Driving licence, which is one more record creation. Check out the next blog.
Tc and have great time till then.
Friday, June 22, 2007
Funny things to make u laugh.. :)
Boy: I'm not rich like Rahul, I don't even have a big car like Rahul, but I really Luv U!
Girl: I luv u too, but tell me more about Rahul.
**************
It takes thousand workers 2 build a castle, Million soldiers 2 protect a country, but just One woman 2 make a Happy Home!
Let's Thank... KAAMWALI BAI
******************
Angry boss: Tumne kabhi Ullu dekha hai?
Executive (sar jhukate hue): Nahin sir.
Boss: Niche kya dekh rahe ho ? Meri taraf dekho.
**********************
Q: Agar do pipal ke Pedon ko ek rassi se bandh diya jaye to us rassi ko kya kahenge?
A: Us rassi ko bolengey NOKIA - Connecting pipal
*****************
Ek yug tha jab log a! pne ghar ke dwar pe likhte the: ATITHI DEVO BHAVA
Phir likha: SHUBH LABH
Phir likhne lage: U R WELCOME
Aur ab likhte hain: KUTTON SE SAVDHAN
******************
Khuda kare tujhe khushiyan hazaar mile, mujhse bhi achche yaar mile,
meri galfriend tujhe raakhi baandhe aur tujhe ek aur behan ka pyar mile
**************
It takes 15 trees to produce the amount of paper that we use to write one exam.
Join us in promoting the noble cause of saving trees. SAY NO TO EXAMS
*******************
Ek ladka ek ladki k saath baitha tha. 2nd day doosri ladki k saath deha gaya .
3rd day koi aur ladki thi. 4th day kisi nayi ladki ke saath tha
Moral: Ladkiyan badal jaati hain, ladke nahin badaltey
**********************
Train mein TT Sadhu se bola: Kahan jana hai?
Sadhu: Jahan Ram ka janam hua tha.
TT: Ticket hai?
Sadhu: Nahin
TT: Chalo
Sadhu: Kahan?
TT: Jahan Krishan ka janam hua tha.. Jail mein
********
Keep smiling :)
Vinay
Girl: I luv u too, but tell me more about Rahul.
**************
It takes thousand workers 2 build a castle, Million soldiers 2 protect a country, but just One woman 2 make a Happy Home!
Let's Thank... KAAMWALI BAI
******************
Angry boss: Tumne kabhi Ullu dekha hai?
Executive (sar jhukate hue): Nahin sir.
Boss: Niche kya dekh rahe ho ? Meri taraf dekho.
**********************
Q: Agar do pipal ke Pedon ko ek rassi se bandh diya jaye to us rassi ko kya kahenge?
A: Us rassi ko bolengey NOKIA - Connecting pipal
*****************
Ek yug tha jab log a! pne ghar ke dwar pe likhte the: ATITHI DEVO BHAVA
Phir likha: SHUBH LABH
Phir likhne lage: U R WELCOME
Aur ab likhte hain: KUTTON SE SAVDHAN
******************
Khuda kare tujhe khushiyan hazaar mile, mujhse bhi achche yaar mile,
meri galfriend tujhe raakhi baandhe aur tujhe ek aur behan ka pyar mile
**************
It takes 15 trees to produce the amount of paper that we use to write one exam.
Join us in promoting the noble cause of saving trees. SAY NO TO EXAMS
*******************
Ek ladka ek ladki k saath baitha tha. 2nd day doosri ladki k saath deha gaya .
3rd day koi aur ladki thi. 4th day kisi nayi ladki ke saath tha
Moral: Ladkiyan badal jaati hain, ladke nahin badaltey
**********************
Train mein TT Sadhu se bola: Kahan jana hai?
Sadhu: Jahan Ram ka janam hua tha.
TT: Ticket hai?
Sadhu: Nahin
TT: Chalo
Sadhu: Kahan?
TT: Jahan Krishan ka janam hua tha.. Jail mein
********
Keep smiling :)
Vinay
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Test blog
Just to test blogging.. Will be posting my thoughts, funny things and things which make u visit my blog again..
till then enjoi and watch the space..
till then enjoi and watch the space..
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