Friday

The Spark Within!


Success comes as a result of teamwork, whatever the field maybe. I have always admired and respected teamwork, which sadly is now being missed in many fields. I had this opinion until I got associated with ‘Theepori Brothers’ cricket team. ‘Theepori Brothers’ happens to be a high profile team in UCL (UST Cricket League). Many of you will be wondering what relation I have with a team in UST? Except a few close friends like PG (Anup), Sarath, Jeeth and Rohit (Mudi), the rest of the team members were strangers to me. However, it just took a game for me to get close to the team.


Jeeth, Rohit, Murali Bhai (Captain), Binu, Arun (Chandappy), Sibi (Kunthamuna), Serosh, Biswas, Pratheesh, Mhahesh, Abdu, Nikhil, Roshan (Sesky), Renjith, PG, Sarath (Physio/Psycho), Nibun, Dhanya, Lamya and Vidya are the proud members of this prolific team. The team was always in the limelight even before the start of the tournament, the main reason being our team was considered to be one of the strongest contenders for the cup. The performances in the initial matches seconded our contention for the glory. Our captain chose to chase in the two group matches. The opposition was restricted to a low score and we comfortably chased it down in a matter of few overs. Sibi, Binu and Serosh formed a formidable bowling unit with apt support from Mhahesh, Arun and Pratheesh. In batting, the opening pair of Jeeth and Rohit came up as the most dangerous one of the tournament. The entertainment factor was another thing why people turned out in a good number for our games. Literally, we lit the ground in fire as soon as we won the first game. So, everyone expected something from us while we were on the ground.


The knockout matches weren't difficult as expected. Round of 16 match wasn’t exciting as we thought. The opposition just scored 23 runs while chasing our total of 115 and that made the game really boring. That game took us to quarter final for a clash against the defending champions Super Kings, a game everyone was waiting for. Everyone believed they were the team to defeat us, but they couldn't even challenge us as we won the game convincingly. Chasing a total of 116, they fell short by over 50 runs. Thanks to Rohit’s spirited knock and our tidy bowlers. In the semis, we faced a spirited and determined Deccan. They succeeded in restricting us to 46 in first 8 overs, but lost the game as when Jeeth launched the attack in the last 4 overs. Finally, the team total showed 118 and we won the game by a margin of over 40 runs. Yes, we got into the finals! The knockout phase saw some of the finest batting performances of the tournament. Both came from our openers and remained not out throughout the innings. Rohit unleashed a ruthless assault on Super Kings on his way to 74, whereas Jeeth’s 70 against Deccan showed how a classy innings should be. The bowling department chipped in some splendid performances to support these knocks. Not to forget Lamya’s catch to dismiss the star batsman of Super Kings, which almost sealed their exit. Everyone in the team contributed in some way to win every game, that I believe is the reason for our success.



Soon after winning the quarter final, people started saying the cup was definitely our’s. More than winning, people were anxious to know what sort of entertainment was we planning to present them after winning! However, the final wasn't easy as expected. For the first time, our batting struggled in the tournament. But we were always sure of victory. 83 in 12 overs was not a total people expect from our team, but we knew that was enough for a great win. The asking run rate was not that big and the opposition had some batsmen to chase it down comfortably. However, we came to win and our bowlers started their job from the first over itself. Binu, Sibi, Arun and Serosh delivered the best bowling performance of the tournament, making it worse for the opposition. The fielding was spot on, so they had to work really hard for the runs. As a result, they required nearly 30 runs of the final over from Binu. We played with lot of confidence and snatched the victory by a margin of 28 runs. The spectators were presented with a fine display of teamwork. The whole team delivered their best performance to win the cup, but the special mention goes to Binu for a fine all around performance.



Crackers were lit all around the ground as soon as we became the champions. It lasted till the presentation ceremony got over. Jeeth was awarded the best batsman trophy, whereas Binu walked away with best bowler and man of the final trophies. Rohit was the third leading run scorer of the tournament. The celebrations were at the peak when Murali Bhai lifted the coveted UCL trophy. The credit of this victory goes to everyone who supported this team. I would like to take this opportunity to thank our team manager PG, who was really the striding force of our team. Myself, Sarath and Nibun were lucky to be associated with such a great team. Not to forget the wonderful parties after the matches, thanks to onsite friends for the kind funding. Special thanks to Liju Bhai, Praveen, Ajith, Ashwin and Aslam for the immense support and thanks to whoever supported our team. Lastly, I would love to congratulate all Theepori members on my behalf and thank you all for presenting me with a wonderful experience.

It will be unfair if I conclude this blog without introducing the Theepori team to you all. Starting with Abdu, the ‘glamour’ boy of team. He was totally busy with his phone during the finals. Team management still probing whether he was giving live commentary or talking to some gal. Even though our captain Murali Bhai (M bhai) was criticized for many of his decisions, he led the team greatly. Got high chance of fever during pressure matches. Widely appreciated for the bond he shares with Jeeth! Arun, one of the senior most players of the team also had the additional charge of team photo shoot. But he went through a tough time when Theepori sisters Dhanya and Lamya went on a personal photo shoot spree, finally he had to hide the camera to escape. Binu was undoubtedly the best bowler of the tournament. However, he was the only player in the whole tournament to be run out by a ‘gal’! Biswas would have definitely won a gold medal in Olympics if he was sent for walking competition. I have never seen him sit anywhere or without being tensed. Sibi suffers from multiple personality. The calm,cool person off the ground can’t be seen on the ground. He plays with an utter serious attitude and aims at getting Guinness record for shortest over (Time). Mhahesh happens to be a replica of Sreesanth. However, his attitude was always an asset to the team. The seriousness in the face can’t be seen in the character of Serosh. He bowls with a great pace such that even the wicket keeper finds it difficult to catch. Nikhil will be reading this from America. It was sad that he couldn't see our winning moments. Our team will be always thankful to him for the way he charged up Sibi in the quarter finals. Sibi really showed the spirit of ‘Napoleon’ on the ground. To locate Pratheesh is the easiest thing ever. He loves to hang out at a hot spot opposite Technopark. The latest news reports that he has demanded for a rope way from his office to that spot! Roshan was always missing from the ground and that really was a luck factor in our win. Renjith was the most silent person in the team but  later learned it was for the good of the team.. whatever he said the opposite always happened. Nibun always came to the ground with his ‘mandrake’ coin. The match for which it was used as a toss coin saw some injuries and 2 wickets in first over of both innings. Ajith was initially a member of the team, but due to unavoidable circumstances he had to join another team BUt as Chanakya said.. Theepori inside Heart never dies.. Ajith Came bck to theepori team and was a Big support. Sarath’s position was changed from Team Physio to Team Psycho in the first match itself. He always had a dedication towards other teams, supplying water and other stuffs for them. Rohit banned prematch parties because of him alone. Rohit was really the ‘showman’ of our team. People inside the team made stories that he can only bat on the leg side, but proved it  right with his knock of 74 with all shots on leg side. On a lighter note, after scoring 74 he revealed the secret of his MUDI which is famous across the universe..Daily   bath three times with Ultra;). Rohit was always under the scanner for manipulating the previous year statistics to improve his record. Jeeth is a terrific cricketer. But he always choose to field at long on only. It’s just because there’s a shade there. While all others get burned under the hot sun, he relaxes under the shade and have a cool time! I can’t say about PG in two or three lines. For that, I will write a separate blog. For the time being, I can say that he is the main story maker of our team. He has always made controversial stories about innocent people. He’s the only person who advised me not to love a HR employee. Theepori sisters Dhanya, Lamya and Vidya gave ample support for our team. Only Arun had a tough time dealing their photo shoot.

From my experience, I know many of them really wanted us to lose. It’s just because they knew we were the team to beat. But we came to win and we did it. We played in the right spirits and presented everyone with great entertainment. It’s sad that the tournament has come to an end now. I know everyone will be waiting anxiously for next Theepori show even I’m waiting. I really hope this team stays as it is of now and the friendship which paved our success!



“Journey of Life”: My entry for the Get Published contest

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Story Idea

Nikhil and Ritu fell madly in love ever since they joined a MNC in a famous IT hub of Kerala. Nikhil hails from a reputed Hindu-Nair family and Ritu happens to be a Knanaya Christian, an endogamous community of Kerala. In spite of all this difference and knowing their union is difficult; they couldn't prevent from falling for each other. The story starts at a crucial point where their relation is on the verge of a breakup as her marriage gets fixed another guy. Ritu’s parents are least impressed by Nikhil and asks her to resign the job and join them abroad as soon as possible. Nikhil gets completely shattered by all these. However, Ritu boldly faces this situation. Before leaving to London to join with family, she decides to live her life to the fullest. She urges Nikhil to spend the rest of days together, fulfilling all their dreams before stepping into a hatred life. Nikhil gets confused with her wish at first, but later finds it as the best decision. And together they embark on a journey to fulfill their life!

Why this story?

In modern Indian society, issues like living together are getting common. However, our society is still reluctant to accept this fact. Our people are still narrow-minded when it comes to issues like inter caste marriage. When people shows reluctance to sincere relations, things like living together and premarital sex happens. This really happened in my friend’s case too, this story is inspired from his life. The story deals with the difficulties a real love faces and the mindset of new generations which our society purposefully chooses to disapprove. And this story is very much relevant in this time period as the element of ‘True Love’ is being missing from all relations. Love is not about hanging around or having sex, it’s all about being sincere and sacrificing!


Extract

The gang was completely shocked to see Nikhil and Ritu teasing each other. They don't see it often.

“See, a thousand gals will come behind me if I leave you”. Nikhil continued to irritate her.

“In your dreams!” she replied instantly.

“Why? No other gal can love me?”

“Yes. But there’s only one Ritu who loves you,” she said with a smile.

“As if I need you!” he was not in the mood to leave her.

“Yes. Nikhil needs Ritu more than anyone else. Stop arguing, that won’t help you to cover the truth,” she continued to reply in a cool way. Nikhil couldn't hide his smile at this comment. Everyone started laughing at this moment.

“You are making me crazy,” he said to her in a romantic way.

“You better be!” she said with a wink.


EndNoteThis is my entry for the HarperCollins–IndiBlogger Get Published contest, which is run with inputs from Yashodhara Lal and HarperCollins India



Monday

Time to React!


India woke up with the best possible news on November 21, 2012. Media and the people were rejoicing in the hanging of Ajmal Kasab, the man who brutally killed several innocent people in 2008 Mumbai attack. Celebrations were carried out in various parts of India and even in social networks like Facebook (even I put up a status too). Between all these celebrations and discussions about his hanging, I really got something to discuss with you all.

Our fundamental rights clearly states Right to freedom (speech and expression), but two girls were recently arrested for using this. So, I really don’t know what’s going to happen with this article! The day marks the 4th anniversary of Mumbai attack. The time taken for Kasab's execution aroused many questions among the people and media. In India, capital punishment should be only imposed in ‘the rarest of rare cases’. There are many in our country who is awaiting this punishment. But why people like Kasab are allowed to file mercy petition? That is an injustice to the people who suffered or are still suffering, right? Kasab killed over 100 people and still he was given the provision to file mercy petition. That was too ridiculous! Hope the rest who filed mercy petition after conducting unforgivable crimes get the same result of Kasab. Many have openly said people like this should be executed in public, what do you feel?

Terrorism is not the only problem our country face today. Many people openly admit that they are scared to live in India, just because the crime rate is going high day by day. Every day, newspapers will have a rape or murder to report. The case in Haryana was the worst. Hope everyone remember Soumya who was brutally killed while travelling in train? The police found the culprit and produced him at the court in no time. But then what happened? He’s having a good stay in the prison! His execution is getting late too. In a book written by one of the eminent actors of India, he expresses his concern over issues like rape, forcing immature girls for prostitution (that too by parents itself), brutally punishing small kids, children attacking their parents etc. What should be done to these people? Do they even deserve to be in prison? As an actor says in a recently released movie, “Arab style of punishment should be implemented here”! Seeing the problems our country facing today, no wonder if it gets implemented too.


This is my view on the things happening in our society. Justice should be delivered to the people who deserve it, not to the criminals. Do feel free to express your views by commenting on this article. Speak your mind out! Everyone should know that a generation is not sleeping. Lastly, let’s not forget those people who lost lives in 26/11..May all your souls rest in peace!

Sunday

Crazy..Stupid..Sweet!


Some days back I had an interesting chat session with a friend who actually happens to be younger than me. I termed it as ‘interesting’ because he was talking about his new love. The guy seemed to be very serious and I was going on asking about the possibility of that girl showing green flag. The sweetest part of this conversation happened when he revealed about the gift he presented her. A valuable gift a guy can gift a gal with... ’Chocolate’!


His revealing was really a journey back to old crazy days. All those who have read my previous blogs know about my past affairs and relations. Even I had the habit of gifting ‘munch’ chocolate to my ex during school days. Even I used to give her éclairs toffee, which I used to get from canteen when they won’t have balance to give. I had this crazy way of writing her name in my notebooks, writing songs for her etc. I found notebooks useful only for writing about her!

Whenever a good song gets out, I used to write it neatly with sketch pens on ruled papers and gift her. Don’t know whether she kept it safe or gave to some other guy! Gifting chocolates ended soon as my friend Nipin started playing pranks with it. He released new version of ‘munch’ chocolate with detergent powder over it. Even our economics teacher’s daughter became a victim of that; luckily we didn't end up in principal’s room. Only once I wrote a letter for my girl. It was the month of January and I tore a page from my diary dated September 15th to write, just to impress her. My love letter went ineffective like an ISRO rocket; she just noticed the date as it was her birth date.

Now in the age of texting, instant messaging, BBM and all, we truly miss these crazy stuffs. I’m happy that at least some care to continue this. Hope I was able to take you all back to those wonderful days. For those who are yet to begin, don’t waste your time anymore. Have all the fun!

(PS: Celebrating third birthday of my blog today. Thanks to everyone who has encouraged and supported me all these years!)

Wednesday

Love Aaj Kal


We all live in an age where real love or true love is becoming extinct. People try to make a relation through social networking sites, chatting, texting etc. The funny part is majority of the relations break up in a matter of seconds. But I still believe in real love as I have got the chance to witness it, sadly couldn’t experience it till now.

Religion, caste, economic status etc still remains as the major barrier for all relations. Our society has reached a stage where one night stands and premarital sex are being encouraged a lot. Many decide to back out from relationships when it starts getting bitter. But my story is going to take you through the life of two people who decided to fall in love even after knowing that they can’t ever unite. They never cared about their religion or the society around them. They decided to live and enjoy their life when they were about to part. The story deals with their journey, the most beautiful final days of their love!

At a time where real love is losing it's charm, I want people to know that real love gets awarded always. Relationships may not have a happy ending always, but efforts to make it successful is as good as a success. At least you could be sincere to your conscience. Love is not for who just dream, but for those who dare to live their dream. 

PS: Actually, this is a link for the site indiblogger. The theme of my story is being written here. Sorry if I confused you people with this post! :-)

Sunday

Fading Memories...


Remember the time when we all used to write on autograph books, slam books, etc.? I think that was a prestigious thing to do some ten years back. Not to forget about all those greeting cards we used to send or gift our loved ones, the letters we used to write, passing messages on paper chits during class hours, scribbling or drawing on our notebooks, etc.! Well, I definitely miss those things now. The very reason for writing this article happened when I went through my slam books after a long time. Really wish I could get back to my school days!



Sadly, these days, I find all these things disappearing from our life. Of course, technology is far more advanced these days. These days we got e-mails, Facebook, Twitter, etc for keeping in touch. I’m not against these, but I still love and value our traditional ways of communication. Letters were replaced by e-mail sometime back, but now e-mail has become more a part of professional use. Everyone finds convenience with text messaging, chats, etc. When I was in school, calling to land phone was the only way to talk to gals, which we have to fix a time earlier so that her dad, mom or brother won’t attend the call. Risk was too high!


We used to scribble and draw pictures in our notebook. And when we fall for a gal, our notebook gets filled with her name and pictures. We used to calculate the love percentage and look FLAME (F-friendship, L-love, A-affection, M-marriage, and E-enemy). E was disheartening for all of us. There was another game which my friend Anwar found out during 12th standard chemistry class. Nuclear chemistry was being taught and after the class hour, I found my textbook full of nuclear reactions containing ‘love’ sign! When asked, said he was trying out reactions between different guys and gals, and the result contained how many babies they get after the reaction, wasted sex tries, etc.! I wondered how this guy came first in exams, but believe me; he went on to become 3rd rank holder in GATE examination (Instrumentation) later.

How many of you have written love letters during school days or even in college? I don’t find anyone doing these days now; most of them love instant messaging, fb chats or texting. Well, I have written many during my school days. However, I never used to give them, and many ended it in my mom’s hands! Then e-mail was found useful, but got bored when after starting instant messaging. Then mobile phone, Orkut, Facebook, etc., took away the letter-writing habit from our society. However, I still continue to gift greeting cards to my loved ones. I strongly feel that it’s a true way of expressing our emotions, to whoever it may be.



Autograph books, slam books, etc. are some of the beautiful memories that we are left with. It was exciting to write about someone, but more exciting when someone writes in ours, especially gal. Guys get into a dream state when gals take the slam book or autograph book home. We will be too eager to know what they write in ours, we even forget to look what guys have written about us. It was also a way to know more about a gal, her interests, secrets, what she thinks about us, phone number, e-mail address, etc. Boys used to write all sorts of nonsense about boys and exactly opposite in a gal’s book. However, we boys love to keep on reading a gal’s comment even if it’s nonsense or irritating. For example,


“Pray to god before u sleep, so that u won’t see any unnecessary dreams." This was a comment written by a gal in my slam book. The context of this comment happens to be a naughty dream I saw about her. Believe me, it was way naughty!


We get happy and emotional while going through all these now. Those who have just finished her schooling or college could relate well to this topic. As the technology advances, all those small things that we once used to value a lot will lost it's charm. Interestingly, the next generation won't be aware of this culture, which once was a part of our life. “Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose” the quote says it all! Ok people; get back to your old memories while I have a look through my slam book again (especially the page written by one of the hottest gals of Trivandrum. Trust me, she was!).

Tuesday

Month of Honor


Becoming a writer was my biggest ambition. I started as a poet in eighth standard. It was our English teacher Josephine Miss who encouraged me to write after happening to read a poem which I wrote making fun of her. I really wanted to take up mass communication after school. But destiny took me to an engineering college where I lost all my creativity. Thank god that I didn’t give up reading habit while in college which was the only good thing I used to do those days. Bunking classes were one of the hobbies I had in college, but I never knew it would change the course of my life again. I happened to participate in short story writing competition conducted at my college, just to escape from a boring class and being seen by my department teachers. Coincidentally, I got first prize for that! Actually I was shocked to hear that result. That prize really brought a change in my attitude. I realized that I still got the flair for writing. And from there I decided to chase my dreams again. 

In October 2009, I started blogging. Thanks to my cousin Deepal for introducing me into blogging, which I realized was the best way to gain attention of everyone. The plan worked out well and even many of my close friends were surprised to meet the writer in me. They all said in one voice...”Engineering was the biggest mistake I committed”! Yes maybe, but I strongly believe destiny can never be changed. But we can choose our destiny, which is what I’m doing now. From there, the journey has been wonderful. By July 2012, my blog has got over 20,000 page views! It made me popular among my friends and other people from different parts of India. I got the chance to communicate with many of the budding writers from India and make new relations. It’s indeed proud to be recognized as a writer. It was writing which presented me with my first job as a correspondent in an online news portal.


Many of you may already know the facts I shared here. Just thought of sharing this again as I have been nominated for Liebster Blog Awards by Ashitha. Ashitha is my very good friend and a promising writer whom I believe to be one of the best among us. Thanks a lot Ashitha and it’s indeed an honor to receive it from you. I would love to thank Josephine Miss, my sister Achu, my brother Chintoo, my friends, my cousins and everyone for the never ending love and support. 

Chase your dreams sincerely and you will be rewarded. I’m chasing my dreams with the utmost passion and sincerity I don’t know what destiny has next in store for me! Even if I falter in between, I would be proud that I tried to follow what my heart desired and almost made it! I believe life always gives a second chance, but many don’t use it well. To everyone who reads this...Do what your heart desires! Even if destiny makes your life hell, fight back and write your own destiny. Show the courage to chase and conquer your dreams. 

About Liebster Awards

This award is for bloggers with less than 200 followers. Award winners have to share 11 facts about themselves, answer 11 questions asked by the blogger who tagged them, make 11 questions of their own and and tag 11 more bloggers for this award.

11 Facts about me

1. My biggest ambition is to become a film director (at least one film).  
2. I wish to live as a bachelor always.
3. I love to think positively most of the time.
4. I’m an extremely sensitive and emotional person at times.
5. Love hangouts at night, long chats etc.
6. Planning to publish a book as soon as possible.
7. Extreme music lover, especially melodies. Melodies make the nights more beautiful and romantic.
8. I adore the courage and determination of people like Adolf Hitler, Napoleon Bonaparte, and Alexander.
9. I find Kerala better than any of the places in India. 
10. I prefer coffee over vodka (yes, I do).
11. I don’t lie much, except to my parents!


11 questions by Ashitha


1.  Yet to grow up or Grown up?
     Yet to grow up, definitely.
2.  Forbidden fruit- is tasty or bitter?
     Lemme taste it first!
3.  Fantasies or Real?
     Real stuffs with some fantasy to it.
4.  Most prized possession?
     My siblings..Chintoo Chettan & Achu!
5.  Person who most influenced the way you are?
    The legendary Malayalam writer and director P Padmarajan. His films and writings have always inspired me to write.
6.  First thing that attracts you to others?
     My friendly behavior.
7.  Ever ditched by a guy or girl?
     No.
8.  If you are writing a book about yourself, what would you like the last lines to be?
     As I always say..."Chase your Dreams"!
9.  Premeditated or Spontaneous?
     Spontaneous.
10. If you had only six months left to live, what would you do with the time?
      Fulfill all my wishes even if it's out of the way!
11. Rate your blog out of 5
    It's fair when done by my readers. Hmm..I would give 3/5 for my blog (hope my blog isn't that bad).

11 questions I wanna ask


1.   Do you believe in 2012 Doomsday?
2.   Love or Arranged marriage?
3.   Favorite author?
4.   Most memorable moment of your life?
5.   Sachin Tendulkar or Roger Federer?
6.   One thing you fear the most?
7.   Favorite quote?
8.   Steven Spielberg or Christopher Nolan?
9.   The best quality you possess?
10.  Biggest dream of your life?
11.  Your message to upcoming writers? 


I have nominated this award to 11 other bloggers who truly deserve it..


Sunday

ഓര്‍മ്മയില്‍ ഇന്നും പെരുമണ്‍

കുറച്ചുകാലം മുന്‍പുവരെ ജൂലൈ എട്ടു എന്നെ സംബന്ധിച്ചടുത്തോളം എന്റെ കസിന്റെ  ജന്മദിനം മാത്രമായിരുന്നു. എന്നോ ഒരിക്കല്‍ എന്റെ അമ്മ പറഞ്ഞു ആ ദിവസമാണ് 'പെരുമണ്‍ ' ട്രെയിന്‍ ദുരന്തം ഉണ്ടായേ എന്ന്. പക്ഷെ കേട്ടിട്ടും അതിനെക്കുറിച്ച്‌ അറിയാനോ അന്വേഷിക്കാനോ ഞാന്‍ ശ്രമിച്ചില്ല എന്നതാണ് സത്യം. ആ സംഭവത്തിന്റെ ആഴം ഞാന്‍ തിരിച്ചറിയുന്നെ കേരള കഫെ എന്ന സിനിമയിലെ 'ഐലന്റ് എക്സ്പ്രസ്സ്‌' എന്ന ഹ്രസ്വ ചിത്രം കാണുമ്പോഴാണ്. അതൊരു സിനിമ മാത്രമായിരിക്കാം, പക്ഷെ അതില്‍ കാണിക്കുന്ന ഓരോ ആള്‍ക്കാരുടെയും ജീവിതം നമ്മളെ വല്ലാതെ സ്പര്‍ശിക്കും. നൂറ്റിയഞ്ചു ജീവനുകളാണ് അന്ന് അഷ്ടമുടി കായലില്‍ പൊലിഞ്ഞത്. അപകടത്തെ കുറിച്ച് അന്വേഷിച്ചവര്‍ ട്രെയിന്‍ മറിഞ്ഞത് ചുഴലിക്കാറ്റു കാരണമാണെന്ന് അറിയിച്ചുകൊണ്ട്‌ അന്വേഷണം അവസാനിപ്പിച്ചു. സത്യം ഇപ്പോഴും ആര്‍ക്കും അറിയില്ല. ഇന്നും ആ ദുരന്തത്തില്‍ നഷ്ട്ടപ്പെട്ടവരെ ഓര്‍ത്തു അവരുടെ ഉറ്റവര്‍ വേദനിക്കുന്നു എന്നാ സത്യം ആരും തിരിച്ചറിയാതെ പോകുന്നു.

 ഇപ്പോള്‍ ട്രെയിന്‍ യാത്രകള്‍ പോകുമ്പോള്‍  എപ്പോഴും പെരുമണ്‍ മനസ്സില്‍ ഉണ്ടാകും. ട്രെയിന്‍ പെരുമണ്‍ പാലം എത്തുമ്പോള്‍ വല്ലാത്തെ ഒരു വിഷമം തോന്നും. ഈ  ദുരന്തത്തെ കുറിച്ച് അറിയാവുന്ന ഒരാള്‍ പോലും ഒരു നിമിഷമെങ്കിലും അങ്ങോട്ടേക്ക് നോക്കാതെ ഇരിക്കില്ല. ഇന്നത്തെ ദിവസം നമ്മുടെ രാഷ്ട്രീയക്കാരോ മാധ്യമങ്ങളോ മറന്നിട്ടുണ്ടെങ്കില്‍ അത് വളരെ വേദനാജനകമായ കാര്യമാണെന്ന് ഓര്‍മ്മിപിക്കുന്നു. ഡ്രൈവറിന്റെ അനാസ്ഥയോ അതോ മറ്റു കാരണങ്ങളോ..നഷ്ട്ടപ്പെട്ടത്‌ നഷ്ട്ടപ്പെട്ടവര്‍ക്ക് മാത്രം! ആ അപകടത്തില്‍ നഷ്ട്ടപ്പെട്ടവരെ നമുക്ക് ഒരു നിമിഷമെങ്കില്‍ ഒരു നിമിഷം, വേദനയോടെ ഓര്‍ക്കാം..കൂടെ നഷ്ട്ടപ്പെട്ടവര്‍ക്കും. ശങ്കര്‍ രാമകൃഷ്ണന്‍ ഐലന്റ് എക്സ്പ്രസ്സ്‌ എന്ന ചിത്രം പറഞ്ഞു അവസാനിപ്പിക്കുന്ന വാക്കുകള്‍ ഈ ഓര്‍മ്മക്കുറിപ്പ്‌ ചുരുക്കാനായി ഞാന്‍ കടമെടുക്കുന്നു.

" നൂറിലേറെ ജീവന്റെ ഓര്‍മ്മയ്ക്ക്‌, പിന്നെ ഓര്‍മ്മകളില്‍ മാത്രം ജീവിക്കാന്‍ വിധിക്കപ്പെട്ട് മുന്നില്‍ നില്‍ക്കുന്ന പ്രിയപ്പെട്ടവര്‍ക്ക്..ഈ വഴി കടന്നു പോകുന്ന ഓരോ ഐലന്റ് എക്സ്പ്രസ്സ്‌ നും ഞാനിതു സമര്‍പ്പിക്കുന്നു."


Saturday

'Sunny' Chronicles




“Cousins are those childhood playmates who grow up to be forever friends.” Thanks to my dear cousin Sonu for sharing this in Facebook as it really means a lot to those people who got some splendid cousins. I’m not going talk in detail about my family here as it will take much of my time and writing space. Actually, this article is dedicated to a person who remains so close to my heart, a person who has always made us (me and my other cousins) laugh and gave many instants to be proud of. To many he is Deepal Vivek, but for us he is always our dear Nattu or Nutts!

Our childhood days weren’t too good as we always had fights with him. He invariably had violent streak which terrified everyone at times! However, by the time we reached high school, we became best friends. And from there the journey of our relation was always on a high note. He is one of the laziest guys I have ever come across, but most brilliant too! I’m not going to write about his marks or percentage here as it still makes me unconscious at times. I would love to share an incident with you all, which may be still unknown to some of his friends. He was asked to write an essay about his favorite sports person for his Malayalam model examination. Writing about Martina Hingis is never a crime, but what if he failed to mention about her excellent career? He described neatly about her body features and finally ended in principal’s room! I have dared to write film dialogues in my Malayalam paper, but never took such a risk. After getting into engineering, he continued to amaze all of us with his high GPAs. But the thing which surprised all of us was his CAT result. The guy who went to play bowling at Ernakulam Gold Souk finally ended up with interview calls from the top IIMs in India. It still seems like a fairytale for me as I surely know he went to write the exam without any preparation. And again surprised everyone when he chose IIM-B over IIM-A! Whatever he gets into; he comes out with great success. On behalf of everyone, I wish you the very best!

Let me get little personal. After you left to Bangalore, it has been a tedious time for us. No hangouts, gambling, and especially no liquor. I have always cherished the time we spend together, especially while drinking. You have made me laugh like anything. And not to forget our night out adventures and dialogues like ‘No sunny...no’! He's one guy who loves&cares his family and friends a lot. However, he always intends to hide it. He left to Bangalore without informing many of his close ones as he didn't want to get emotional. He can't bear the parting even if it's for a short time. I was lucky that I made a phone call to him enquiring about the departure, else he would have left without saying to me. I wish we can see soon so that we could have a blast again. Till then I won’t drink...New resolution!

Friday

Getting Realistic!




Still complaining there are no female oriented movies in Malayalam? Then you don’t want to miss Aashiq Abu’s ’22 Female Kottayam’ which got released today. Aashiq Abu returns with yet another outstanding movie after Salt n Pepper.

The movie narrates the life story of Tessa Abraham (Rima Kallingal) from Kottayam, who works as a nurse in Bangalore. Her dream is to fly abroad to pursue higher studies in nursing. For that she approaches a visa agency and meets Cyril (Fahadh Fasil) there. Soon they fall in love and her life changes drastically. From there we can witness an incredible journey of her life. I won’t get into detail of the story as I want everyone to experience it in the theatres itself. First of all let me congratulate the director for the outstanding effort! I personally know many who said Aashiq Abu is just an overrated director after the success of Salt n Pepper. Many told me this movie is going to be a flop in the box office. For all those who criticized him and to everyone who read this, I will definitely state that he is one of the best directors our industry now has. Believe me guys; he is a director with some sense. You will definitely agree it when you witness this brilliant piece of filmmaking. We should also thank Abhilash Kumar and Syam Pushkaran for an awesome script. They should be applauded for scripting the disturbing facts our society faces these days. Whatever happened in Tessa’s life is exactly what’s happening in the lives of young women, especially those who are working in nursing field.


Fahadh and Rima deliver an exquisite performance. The year is proving good for Rima with the performances from Nidra and this one. But the performance in this movie will be her tag for the coming years. Fahadh is brutally charming as Cyril. When it comes to acting, he is just perfect. No wonder why gals where cheering for him in theatre. The scenes between Cyril and Tessa are just wow! The supporting cast has been excellent, whether it be Prathap Pothen, TG Ravi, Sathar, Resmi Sateesh etc. Music by Rex Vijayan and Bijibal is commendable. The film got some outstanding BGM’s. The song 'Melle Kollum' is wonderfully rendered and shot. Shyju Khalid deserves a mention for the beautiful visuals.  Also to editor Vivek Harshan and others who supported in making this movie worth watching. The movie will really inject some emotional hangover to you. Cyril and Tessa will rule our minds for a long time. I would definitely ask everyone to watch this movie, especially gals! We should thank Aashiq Abu and his wonderful Team for presenting us a credible movie. Special mention to the producer OG Sunil who even did a small role in this movie. Our industry needs more sensible and interesting movies like this. We can really rely on people like Aashiq Abu, who will take our cinema to new heights. 

Wednesday

En Route Paradise : The Journey Begins


Many may have read about my college life. It will be little absurd when I write about my school life after college life, but I prefer it as there’s a lot to recollect. I studied at Chinmaya Vidyalaya until 5th standard. There’s nothing much to say about the life there as it wasn’t an exciting one. The school was famous for pooja’s, ‘Hari Om’ (instead of good morning) and the relay competition (the only thing practiced during PT hours)! The only fond memories were gifted by my good friends there like Sreejith, Vivek, Ravi Shankar, etc. Even though I didn’t like the school much, it was hard for me to shift to a new school. In fact, I was scared about the new school, teachers and of course, the students there. However, I had to agree to that. The new school happened to be near to my house, so my mom found it easier to track me! With all the fear and anxiety, I joined Christ Nagar Thiruvallom (now Christ Nagar Senior Secondary School) on May 15, 1999 


The beginning


My new school had just one block, which happened to be a three storey building. I was then lead to a noisy class which consisted of more than 60 students. Actually, I had a one-year break due to surgery. So it was really difficult for me to get into a classroom, that too with unfamiliar faces. The students in the front benches were the new ones like me who had almost a similar kind of expression like on my face. I happened to see too many villains in the back benches and a row of gals. Arun (Arun Nair) was the first guy with whom I talked, who was also a newcomer. Later we were taken to the library hall for the reopening function. Fr Thomas Vempala, who was in command of Christ Nagar group of Schools that time, was present along with our principal Mythily Miss and our bursar Fr Mathew Thengumpally. I was introduced to new prayers and songs there (escape from ‘Hari Om’), saw many of the teachers and our seniors. After getting back in class the new students were introduced. And I got to pick up some names like Tarun, Jithu, John, Mohit, Shamin, Rebecca, etc. (sorry I don’t remember a few). The only familiar face in the class happened to be that of Niteesh, who was with me in Chinmaya, I was so much relieved. Later I met Shimju and Sumanth, who happened to be my family friends. So slowly I started adapting with my new class and friends. The only one I was scared of was Girish, who had a gangster image in class. Our math's teacher Maya Miss was our class teacher; she pretended to be strict but was really a nice one. In Chinmaya, the interval time was really a waste as everyone had the option to chat only. But here the ground was used by all the classes for playing cricket, football, etc. It really caused severe confusion at times. Due to the surgery, I backed out from playing, but used to be the umpire of our class. It was really a tough job as I used to hear all the ‘nice’ words from my friends. Our class had more than 60 students, and it was damn noisy such that the teachers weren’t able to teach well. So, our class got divided into 6A (second language Malayalam students) and 6B (second language Hindi). Then all the cricket, football matches were conducted as 6A vs 6B. We used to top in cricket, but football was always their cup of tea.


Even though my classmates were good, we didn’t have much unity. There weren’t much interaction between the guys and gals; it was almost like the gals saw us as aliens or something. The prominent gals of our class were Nisha, Shalom, Jeeshma, etc. We also had two pairs of twins in our class. One was Rahul and Rekha, and the other one came from the jungles of Africa. Arka and Arav were really lunatic at times, but Arka was always better. Rivalry in academics was just seen during that year. My heartiest apologies to all my dear friends for this; I was also a competitor for the first rank. Throughout the year, my name was among the top five ranks of our class. When I think of it now, I feel too embarrassed. Talking about my gang of friends, as expected I made company with the gangster of our class. Girish, Nithin Thomas, Shimju, etc were my best friends. It was Girish, who introduced me into the world of some ‘exceptional’ Malayalam words. It was Shimju, who provoked me to love someone (I have written about it in a previous blog). At first, I wasn’t interested at all, but the entry of Arav into the competition made it exciting. As usual, she said a clear cut ‘no’ to both of us. I was relieved that he too got rejected else I couldn’t have faced my friends anymore. Then only I came to know about the love pool of our class. Majorities of the newcomers were behind someone. There was a guy called Kurian, who was behind three gals at the same time and they all happened to be best friends. I think he was trying his luck with all of them by giving the same cards and all. The result was that we saw Kurian being made run around the school by all three during Christmas exams. However, my love finally got succeeded and was so proud that I was the only successful lover among the boys! But it didn’t last much as our Malayalam sir caught all the Casanova’s of sixth standard. I and my friend were treated well in the staff room. Soon, my mother was called to the school by our principal, vice principal and class teacher. It was really a special experience to be in the principal’s room for loving a gal and misleading other students. A brilliant student shouldn’t love, that was the verdict! I regret for giving such a false impression.


The school gave ample encouragement for sports and extracurricular activities. We were divided into four houses namely Apollo (Red), Expo (Green), Everest (Yellow) and Olympic (Blue). I was a proud member of the Expo house. Well, I was blessed with some of the best seniors. Super seniors were in 9th when I joined. Our heroes were always our super seniors like Alexis, Susmit, Manu Shankar, Lal Shankar, Antony, Raees and many more. We had a cricket tournament between the four houses which was played in the spirit of an international tournament. Expo house won it in the lights of Lal, Manu, and Francis, etc. by defeating the Apollo house. However, the real hero was Antony, the captain of Olympic house who terrified everyone with his furious bowling; maybe the best cricketer our school has ever seen. Our class also had some good players, especially in football like Tarun, Jithu, Arka, etc. Tarun was also the sports champion! That year Olympic house won the overall in the arts festival. Arts festival days were like a celebration as the students used to cut the classes one month before the competition by the name of practice. I was also a member of the school band troupe. The majority members of the troupe were from my class like Girish, Visakh, Leon, Adarsh, Shimju, etc. The troupe was one way to escape from the assembly. I hated the Mass PT classes where we were made to do exercises in white and white, but band troupe saved us there too. The school day, sports day were really different experiences for me as I never saw such interesting things in Chinmaya. We also did a drama for school day, my first experience on stage. My house won the overall championship that year. We were blessed with some great teachers like Jayasree Miss (Chemistry), Preetha Miss (Geography) etc.


Getting Promoted

Majority of the students got promoted to 7th standard, while many left the school, including my love! So, our class was again made into one. Our biology teacher Reji Sir was our class teacher for that year. The old students will be eagerly waiting for the newcomers. Then joined guys like Nikhil, Arun Prasad, Aravinthan, Pramod, etc.; but the gals were disappointing as usual. Looking our senior gal was a usual stuff. Since we were made into a class again, it helped us to form a unity. There were some serious issues between many of the guys and gals, but that were sorted out. School activities continued to be thrilling as usual. What thrilled us was the arrival of new history teacher. She was the most beautiful one I ever saw in our school. So the guys used to be so attentive in her class. A new student called Divya was made the class vice prefect that time. By that time ‘Girish-Gautham’ duo was considered as a deadly combination by many. Responsibility of many illicit activities directly came to our head, but we used to enjoy it. And this Divya was the only one who got us punished. Luckily, Reji Sir  wasn't that strict. Later, she came and told sorry to us and there marked the beginning our friendship.


Even we got a new Malayalam Sir, who was very fond of saying stories. Sudheer Sir was one such person who introduced me to the world of Malayalam literature. Shimju was always his victim! My ranks started coming down; I was in top 10 at first, later disappeared from the rank list. Sports and Arts continued to excel. That year our PT Sir Antony was replaced by Venu Sir. Every year house member were shuffled, but I remained in Expo house itself (the house names got changed that year; Ganga, Yamuna, Krishna and Kaveri). For the first-time football, tournament was conducted in our school. The houses led by Susmit and Manu were the strong ones, but Susmit’s one-man show really stole the show. And I can’t ever forget my senior Justin Thomas, who scored a goal from the opposite half, one of the best I have ever seen. My house was led by the charming Alexis, who gifted us the sports trophy with five gold medals to his credit. The gals used to have hand ball competition where seniors like Riya, Sheeja, Seethal was the best.  The rivalry between Malayalam students and Hindi students continued. But we started dominating them in football too.


I don’t remember about the arts festival that year, because we used to concentrate the gals only and not the programmes. Onam celebrations were always an exciting one for us, especially the last part where we used to throw flowers on each other. During the first years, x'mas fete was never celebrated in a big way. The only exciting thing was the distribution of food packets. Even students used to fight for that! Another best thing was the students’ day where the responsibility of school will be handed over to the students. In 7th, I got a chance as a teacher too. I was made the class teacher of UKG! Huh, then I understood how difficult teaching profession is. However, that didn’t make me a good student! The shocking thing happened in the form of our history teacher’s marriage. That was a real shock for all of us. I got a chance to appear as Bhagat Singh in a tableau. That year I attended the cbse youth festival conducted at VSSC central school. Even though our school didn’t win much, we enjoyed the days there. Everything went fine that year for all of us. The main advantage was that we made good friendship with all. Even though 7th standard wasn’t that exciting, the year remains as a special one for me. Shamin became by close friend during that year. The first 10th standard batch of our school got passed out in 2001. And finally, the first batch of 11th got ready to join our school, thus it became a senior secondary school. We all got promoted to 8th. So I became a high school student. From there, the journey was incredible!