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Fellas,this is an incident that came to my mind when i saw the movie 2012 with my friends.Dont miss it guys,its an awesome experience! The movie matches my imagination of giant earthquakes,tsunamis and all.
My younger days were joyful .I was about 10 at that time. Every evening when the school bell rings,my mind is filled with joy because i know that its play time.I come to my grandma's house by school van.I take my evening snack with haste and go to the street.My friends would be waiting there for me.As soon as i see them i run towards them like a Ronaldo who scored his goal.They too scream,the whole street is filled with joy! Everyday was like a festival.Life was without sorrows or misery.Houses dont have lawn there, its an agraharam(brahmin street).Our meeting point is the steps of a house where 2 old people lived.They didnt have children so they liked us so much.Every day the vada vala goes by the street,they buy us plenty.So we love sitting there.Every day we invent new games.The members in our gang included Abhishek,Kannan,Ramesh,Nanditha and Madhumitha(twins) and Guddu.Wow those days will surely be missed!

Posted by R.Sidharth at 6:03 AM | 3 comments    

The quest for the five letters B T E C H starts with a lot of expectations.Life went on fine among simple things like forces,vectors and engines until i met the perfect villain,electrical lab.The small class that is situated near the stinking toilet made my 5th semester horrible(actually i sometimes fail to distinguish between the toilet and the electric lab,hehe).I used to hear from my seniors that the small place is the one place where you have the chance to pay for the sins you have done,and the one semester of studies there is enough to wipe away the sins of a life time.
My first day to the lab came.I went inside with disgust.To the contrary i found the teachers to be a bit better than what i pictured.I went inside with some happiness.We were asked asked to write instruments that we needed in order to perform the experiment.Rahul Rajan of our class wrote down the same and went there to meet a man who lied down on the table.He looked at the book made a sound of agreement gave us the ammeters voltmeters etc.We started our experiments,to our surprise the ammeter didnt show a reading.We took it to him,he stood up and screamed at us,oh my god we have taken an AC ammeter for a DC experiment(we arent supposed to do that,hehe).It was our first class,how the hell were we supposed to know?.I said in my mind "oh boy,this is going to be a long semester".Yes, we met the most arrogant idiot of all times,Mr X,the lab assistant!
Day after day the scenario became worse, we had to put up with that idiot.He even shouts at our teachers and God i dont know why the teachers are scared of him.His menace had grown beyond a level of tolerance.Even teachers didnt know how to control the idiot.There are times i prayed that he got electrocuted.
Finally it was time for the lab examinations.Having copied all the values from my friend, i didnt know how to do the easiest of experiments.It was the day before the exam.I went to Sathish's house so that i could study something to pass the horrible exam.All through the day we went through the connection diagrams(circuit diagram).Like a recorder i kept on repeating the procedure all day.Finally it was the evening,i have not yet finished the entire experiments.To add to my troubles there came a quite familiar thing,power failure.I didnt have a second to waste.We thought of an idea.We took rode our bike to Poojapura(a place) where on the middle of the road,there is a traffic island that was made into a park.
Yes,at 7:30 pm we were on the park and studying electrical experiments with the help of light coming out from the little bulb near the fountain.We were studying there.We didnt care what the people thought.Finally at 8 pm we came back.Studies continues as late as 10 pm at Sathish's house.I finally went back home.The next day i went early to know what sort of viva questions they were asking.Before the exam Praseeth and me went to the Indian Coffee house nearby to have lunch.We had our lunch and walked towards the horrible lab thinking that we wont have to go there again.
I got my question,completed my procedure and went in with the answer sheet.I was asked the procedure and i somehow managed to get it right.I made my connections and then i switched on my machine and i looked and my ammeter the needle was oscillating like a pendulum for which it was supposed to sty steady.I called my teacher to ask if i had some problem with my connection.She checked the circuit and told me that it was fine.I didnt know what to do.I had no choice but tho ask Mr X.He said he wont help me.I asked the main external invigilator for help.She said i had to use something to stir the water inside a drum in the circuit (water resistance).I went to take the broom,took it and used it to stir the water.Out of nowhere Mr X sprang out,shouting at me "This broom is a property of the electrical lab and you arent supposed to take it!".I explained to him why i needed to use the broom and that i was asked to do it by the teacher itself.He said it "You give me the broom this instant!,if u want a stick go search out in the ground!".i shouted "its my exam,give me a break!".He took it and went away with him.I looked helplessly at my teachers,they smiled at me.I said in my mind,"WTF,didnt you see that? its my exam that he destroyed!".Uncontrollably i was in tears,all my circuits were right everything was right yet i fail,thanks to the lab assistant.The sir called me,he said "dont worry ill give you a value,show me the calculation,that will do".This sort of cheered me up.I went there to do my calculations.Nikhil's motor started making sounds as if it was ready for an explosion,the sound was like that of a fart.I laughed,hehe.I did my calculations and showed it to him.He asked me viva questions.I answered the first 3,the next 5 i couldnt.He asked me "what is your hobby?".I confirmed it,damn it i failed this exam.I told him i play cricket and i left.When i came outside i threw away my hall ticket in anger.I wanted to kill the son of a ________ who did this to me,Mr X.I waited for my results,to my surprise i passed.Its over,my ordeal is over.
Till now i havent been able to forget this sour experience..........AN ELECTRIC SHOCK!!!!!!!

Posted by R.Sidharth at 7:58 AM | 10 comments    

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ok first of all it was a dream,so fellas, dont worry i didnt go out on a date.


It was a rainy night,i had my dinner a bit heavy that day though.My eyes closed and opened.Trying desperately to keep it open as i was watching the movie and it was the climax.I decided to close the player and leave the climax for the next day.I went to bed,resting my head on one of the pillows with my arms around another.The chill weather added comfort.

I was in the middle of a valley with flowers all around,a brook with silver water flowing through little birds flying around i was spinning around to get the view of the paradise that was around me.
The air was chill with the fragrance of spring , sky looked like a big blue umbrella.I was delighted, anyone would be,with the scenery that i saw.I started running with pace but hey i wasnt getting tired.i saw a hill which blocked further view.I climbed it to see a big garden of red rose.A full stretch of red rose till your eye sight could go.It must be the view,i walked slowly.One step after another .I was in the middle of an ocean of roses.Wind was blowing with a gentle pace and i think it whispered something to my ears,i couldn't make anything out of it.
i was standing for a while,out of nowhere a Lilly fell on my head.I looked up and everywhere i saw nothing.I then heard the sound of a girl giggling.I ran towards the sound i saw no one.Another Lilly fell on my head,i smiled and then smelled the flower.I felt that i was being intoxicated.I looked around smiling,to find no one.I shouted out loud "WHERE ARE YOU?"
Again i heard the giggling sound.This time i was determined to find out who it was.I carefully walked without making a sound.I saw a girl on her knees peeping through the roses [expecting me to show up in front of her,i guess].I smiled and called her she she suddenly looked back,she looked beautiful and i have never seen anyone as pretty as her.She stud up and smiled.Oh God! i could have done anything to get the smile back.She gave the one remaining lilly to me,i took it and smiled at her.She took my hand and she started walking taking me along.Without any hesitation i followed.
We walked and walked and i finally reached the bank of the brook we sat down.She sat on her knees and hugged me from behind,my cheek on her cheek and our head swayed to and fro.I then kept my head on her lap.She asked me if i liked her,without any hesitation i replied that she is the prettiest thing ive seen.She giggled and started stroking my hair.A cool breeze blew.She kept my face close to her.I felt like a bird flying in the sky with her flying beside me.I felt what love was like,an intoxication that started to grip me.I was lost to a dream within a dream.It was sunset time we ran to the hill top to see the sunset.We sat there doing nothing.We looked at each other,we didnt talk at all.I held her hand.She smiled and started singing,i took her in my arms and raised her and i started to move her in the air.In the dim light the two black shades danced and danced.
Suddenly i woke up.Immediately i couldnt make out any other word than "Shit".i Actually had a date but in my dreams.It was 3 am in the morning.i closed my eyes again anticipating the dream to come again....................................

Posted by R.Sidharth at 4:55 AM | 7 comments    

i have really forgotten what it was like to sit with few friends on the top floor gazing at the sky thinking what we wanted to be,what we have become,what we want to become.Yes 3 years of our time have breezed out.The breeze that brings a gentle smile on your face.I remember the first day at college,the day i feared that i would be ragged and got ragged by seniors boys and girls but mostly boys.They all became very close to me and some became the ones i couldnt ever forget.During my first year i saw a batch pass out and many of them gave me memories that i keep .A year passed,i ran around making friends,a lot of them close and even closer.I had become an orkut addict then.And one day while i was going through one of the pictures that my seniors put on his album,i noticed one special picture that captured my mind.

Yes ,its the picture above which shows some of my seniors having fun at the top of the building construction,a few days before they were about to pass out of college.This above photo is of very great importance to me.here is why,this photo represents the only ray of hope,a few hours of happiness that was captured by a lens.A snap,in the far future that surely, when seen ,will make you remember that once you came with your friends and all the fun that you had,the little pranks they played on you,all the pranks you played on them the classes that you bunked together.Funny,did you notice one thing?.4years of our life,we came to the college to study,but this one picture erases all the memory about exams,projects and stuff and stages a non stop show of all the wonderful and colorful days that you enjoyed,thus making an impression that if ever happiness was there studying at college,it was at bunking the class along with your friends.
As i was saying,i saw this picture.This picture of a group of friends on the top of the building became a symbol of ,The parting of ways.
It was quiet recently that some of us bunked the class(nothing new here),but decided to do something new.We wanted to go to the 7th floor of the building under construction.
Oh my God! i have never seen such a view.The whole of Thiruvananthapuram looked like a small orchard.In fact all of us were really awed by this view.A small breeze began to blow.
I dunno if Shakesphere could have had this experience of staying with friends at the top floor but
the ambiance silenced us.We were lost for words.I stud there while the others were roaming.Suddenly the picture of my seniors flashed.
For a brief moment i thought,oh my god! only a year left.The nostalgic effect of the seniors picture made me sort of sad myself.We went together,all of us,sat on the edge of the 7 floor building.Wind was blowing,changing its directions frequently,suddenly i thought we could be the next wind.We blew together till now,and finally we might go in distant direction in an unknown land there we make no difference.
We sat there silent searching for the distant dream in the vast land(the city) that spread before us.

Silently in our mind we promised that even if we separate,instead of us separating the memories of this picture will unite us!


DEDICATED TO ALL FINAL YEARS

Posted by R.Sidharth at 6:55 AM | 17 comments    

Ladies ans gentlemen,
In what could be seen as a great uprising of the century,people of Iran have taken the protest to the streets.Joining hands they move in millions.The echoes of Iran is reverberating in the whole world.The thirst for democracy is what drives them forward.This is a struggle to put an end to the mad eye dictatorship that reigns chaos in this east lands!.For long have these people have craved for democracy only to be send back empty handed.
This election is what made the people go furious against the administration which is alleged to have reached the helm of superiority by fraudulent ways.There is a nonstop voice that is screaming to put an end to this injustice that these people have had to face under religious dictators or what i would like to call "ASSUMED HEROES" who think they know whats best for their people and took the liberty of calling the shots themselves.This is the sort of thing that has been happening for a long time.Now when men and women protest against the injustice for their right,the govt forces try to gag them with what can be called as cold blooded murder.
Food,water,air & freedom are our birth rights because without even one of them man cant survive.When one of our birth rights are taken away we protest,we fight because at the expense of our slavery and servitude some one else is enjoying his life with luxury.
Friends,what can i say for even freedom of free speech is not available for them to protest.So protesting in web was taken as a method to take the fight to these people.These brothers,sisters and friend need help so instead of getting carried away by the death of the celebrated dancer who gave us 2 or 3 dance moves,one must try what we can to help these people who are fighting for a cause.
As an Indian who considers democracy above all,i pledge my whole hearted support to these people!
i am posting a few links seeing these,may be you too can tune yourself to joining the battle and to be one the side of freedom and democracy where ultimately victory is assured!

http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/06/irans_disputed_election.html

http://iran.whyweprotest.net/

http://tehran.stanford.edu/

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There are a few times in your life when u feel that some thing magical touched you,yet you do not know what it was.These magical things may be a stroke of wind,a thought,a view or any thing that gives you a feeling that lasts for a micro second or even minutes but its effect is like fresh stream of pure bliss flowing through the veins.you can feel it and when these mysterious bliss through your body.for a minute your mind splits from your body a freaky experience then it comes back.Let me call this the freak effect.
ok now you start to wonder why the hell i am talkin abt this.Dont worry i havent gone nuts writing kerala university xams.i had this experience many a times.so i decided why shouldnt i tell you this?.sorry guys, i cant start this without the help of kerala university.
it was again the stinkin xam time.what can i do fellas?,3 modules to study,i left 1 and half for the final day.i set the alarm for 2 am(yea i know what you are thinkin,but was my fate).i woke up put on my computer for downloading movies(the only good thing about wakin up early,after xam movies).i kindled the stove,made a cup of hot coffee,the sheer sight of my family sleeping while i was the cursed one to do all the hard work made me angry.i took the cup of coffee,went to the terrace(i like to drink the coffee there).i opened the door that led to the terrace,the sight i saw was beautiful.i saw full moon creeping through the clouds.i sat down on one of the steps beginning to sip the coffee i have on my hands.soon i saw an aeroplane.
So this is when i got the freak effect.i began to think in a few years ill be going somewhere in this flight that will fly just above my home,i would look down and say,hey one day i sat there studyin for my xaminations,oh boy the hot coffee and the full moon,the small small hardships i went through
to get the records submitted on time,all the craps i went through to write the xams.And thinkin abt xams how can i not mention all the friends who helped me on and off the exam hall.Wow all the times i bunked the classes to go on the roof tops of the construction site of my building from where the whole city was one gorgeous view.the construction site showed the whole terrain of the city :slopes,plains.
Yep fun were all those days when we(me and my friends) used to sand there to watch planes take off and land like bugs going here and there.The top of the building was a splendid place where strong winds blow that could make your hair dance.
and after that all the time we played volleyball one the field and broke down all the roof tiles,how we use to scream and howl outside the lab while we scream until they gave the volleyball they took from us.
Suddenly i looked around as if i woke up from a trance.my mind went to the future and thought about the past,which included my present where i was still sitting drinkin coffee.
well,this story ends in tragedy because i was still stuck with a lot to study.however,the fact that ive got a year left to study,made the college look a bit different.

Posted by R.Sidharth at 8:05 AM | 7 comments    

Hi friends,
Today its 5:50 as i write the article in this blog.Funny why did i tell you the time,coz i just reached from CET after an exam i think the world has seen for the first time.So guys listen to this.
It all started in the morning.I woke up at 1 am in the morning.Turned on my computer, as i usually do,just surf for mails n stuff and put films and stuff to download.I opened mozilla and googled arsenal."Hang on" i said to myself "shit, the quarter final is due today , arsenal Vs hull".
boy i tuned in really fast watched the entire match.Fine i was just going to go , it was 3 am .
Suddenly breaking my silence BONG! its the cricket series.I thought 10 minutes of cricket wont hurt.It went over after over.And finally clock struck 6 am.I thought,"damn it,enough is enough.i am getting the hell outahere"I went up stairs thinking i could study something for the exam[what was i thinking!,hehe].As usual i went up and started studying.Suddenly Thierry Henry came and told me "Wake up".It was a girly voice.Now thats eerie.I closed my eyes in disbelief.But then i opened again.It was my mom.Damn it! i was sleeping with the lab manual stuck in my mouth[hehe].Man i rushed through my routines and got ready for college.
And there i was at CET,quite a busy college.And to say the truth,man werent the chicks awesome!.Still i havent touched my lab manual.But now i was determined,i ran thorough the lab manual[I wonder was i dreaming still?].
Finally,the hour came.It was like aragorn going to face the whole of mordor.I went inside.As usual,i got the worst experement.Its the shaping machine.So i wrote in the procedure,and went to the machine.As usual,something wrong happens to me.The screw to be unscrewed dosent move.I called for the lab assistant.He came to me smiling " hey ya fella,stop the experiment you may go,i'll take care of it[boy, does machine shop roxx].Me and my frnd Praseeth started laughing,finally i stopped to say,"Sir,i just started"He smiled and said "Ok,do it fast then".
I started the machine finally.In fact all of them started.The whole ambience made me feel as if i was somewhere in between a war.
Something even more eerie happened.I saw fried rice and ice creams being taken in.I was like WTF!.Suddenly the machineshop was filled with teachers.It was like a feast.One of the sirs came to me and asked,"Did you have your food?".I said,"Yes".He was going on asking everyone.
After some time about one and a half hours before the exams end.Suddenly the hall was filled with a sound of a man,"Everybody stop your work,wash your hands,lets sit together and eat".
Before we knew it we were sitting on a bench eating fried rice,ice creams and all in the middle of our university exam.It was 2 of the lab asst sirs send off party.Boy did we all eat.And finally.We washed our hands,went to the respective machines.MY tummy reached there before i could [hehe].And the work started.I was mocking Praseeth fior the lack of patience in his work.Bang!
my cast iron cube has turned into the shape of a rock from neolithic age.Boy!,you should have seen the way Praseeth laughed.It was nearly time 3.30.Time to wind up.I adjusted the shape and finally it looked almost like it should.It was 4 o clock.I started my bike thinking of what i was going to do in the tour that [at the moment i write] is going to come.home at 5 o clock,had my cup of coffee.And at 5.50 i decide to tell you this.And finally at 6.60,i tell you
THE END!

Posted by R.Sidharth at 5:18 AM | 11 comments    

Dear friends,all i have done wrong is that i was born in this Indian generation.Since i was born i was taught that i have to be proud of my country well let me tell you that i am very proud indeed!but not really a fan of the current Indian generation."Why?" is the one word that might have filled your mind.
Is that so? em? ok let me take you to a little ride,a ride through the Indian evolution that i wanna say i am really uncomfortable with.
I am sure that you people would have noticed that people walk around you with ultra modern life style just to show that they are living the life just like an american or a european along with the looks that seem to point out that is cool being like a yanke or a blue blood.
The reason why i am writing this blog is that i found a boy while i went to my school reunion saying that he dropped out of college just because he didnt like it.Would you believe it if i told you that he was studying his 3rd year while he dropped out!.Most of the people dont even show the minutest fraction of their parents interest.We have become directionless..Worst people who really make fuzz in making a brilliant career pay least notice to their parents,but are more than happy to wash their boss's toilet for money.I say that i am a student who bunks most of the classes but i atleast have an idea about my life.My aspiration,believe it is to work as a college lecturer nearby(after some experience in any industry ofcourse).When i give this as a reply to people(friends,relatives,neighbours bla bla bla.....)the reply i get is quite hideous.
they ask me "why the hell do you wanna do that! go to america or something".the point i am trying to make is, being Indians,a proud one should do some thing as a token of gratitude to the opportunities it has given us.
Instead we find many people willing to desert our country for money.But every people be it you or me we say
"I will do something for our country"
ask yourself
"will i do something?"
i am quite sure that many of our conscience hides in shame.
i must admit.what have i done till now?
no!,nothing! nada!.........
The thing is we have he desire to do something for our country but at our age of 20 to 40
we think that money is everything.
Atleast this ask a young man this question or ask yourself

"i have call letters from NASA and ISRO,which should i take?"
the answer comes clear dosent?
unless our generation does something drastically to do something to keep the Indianess
alive we will become directionless youth like in west...

moral of the story:-

"WAKE UP,REALIZE WHAT YOU ARE ,DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!"

Posted by R.Sidharth at 9:05 AM | 5 comments    

Waking up in the morning i look towards the sky,
how i wish i could see the birds fly,
life is a rush ,we run,
where has gone all the fun?
look around,
what have you found?
only a life split into pieces
more waste than waste.......
realise the reality
we lead a life of formality

i want to live,
i want to feel the morning breeze and chirps of birds,
i want to run away from what we live
i want to sleep to an intoxicating dream,
where i find gardens,chocolates and ice cream
where the butterflies fly along
where there is love
where there is time
where life is really lived
yes i want to live..............................................

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The scintillating show of both the sides have mesmerized us in the past with their drama and their passion in the one religion that binds us in nearly a day of excitement -"CRICKET".
But nowadays the titan clash has attracted companies because of the amount they fetch from the clash
so they planned many a games and now its beginning to lose its charm.The India vs Pakistan odi series was
a lack lusture one with the only point of dreaming a shoib-sehwag duel.But we have been soo unlucky not to even witness the show.The only bright spots in the tournament was that the master blaster showed why nobody can ask him to quit and the second one was that India reasserted themselves as the home champions screaming their inability to win abroad.The team as a whole looks unbalanced.Rahul Dravid
having been a captain was kicked out for not performing in a series.The veteran Bangalore giant is very unlucky on that ground.His only mistake was that he wished to remove the crown of thorns.
The youngsters are given a lot of opportunities.Sadly all show only initial glitter but they never survive the long race.The last odi was the insight of India's bench strength.All of them have the same problem which is that
over media hype makes them feel that they are super stars ,rather they should believe that they are yet to do legendry work which others will dream to pursue inthe comming years.
The pic i've put shows Yuvi with neither satisfaction nor eagerness to do more.
This pic shows the state of the million fans who go bezzerk over Indian cricket
lets hope we revive!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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The question is asked by all girls who are not willing to join mechanical engineering due to some unknown reason.
This might be due to the fact that they are not physically and mentally tough to be it.
People always tell the story of the fox and the grapes.
Well i think its so similar here because it takes to be a heck of a toughster to be a mexxian
Well at least one should not sit in classes while mass cutting.
Unity is strength and to be mexxian is to be united even at your cost.
That is what makes us different.
Mechanical engineers are synonymous with power.
That is why mental and physical strength makes us the best among all.
We all mexxians are one family
that indeed makes us soooo great

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