I and PQT

I am an engineer. I am an engineer NOW. The latter will be more appropriate than the former. I am a computer engineer it seems. That’s what Anna University says in its course certificate. I finished (ufff...) my engineering course in crescent engineering college, a very well known college in Chennai.

We, the Anna university engineering students have 6 to 9 subjects for every semester and we have 8 semesters totally. Among the subjects we studied (lol); there are few subjects which passes fast like a cloud. Some subjects stick with us like clay. This is because, engineering students love few subjects and on the other hand, some sujects love engineering students. Cloud is the former and the latter is the clay.

Since the subject loves the student very much, it wont leave them at all and wants to stay with them through out their life (college life at least). PQT is one among them.
Probability and queuing theory (random process for some) is the paper which loved almost all the engineering students.

Every time when the exam time table comes, students get keen about the date for PQT. Pupil cancels all their dates and get ready for pqt date. Every time when we write the exam, it becomes like we are filing a case to divorce pqt from our life. But luckily PQT wins the case and stays with us for one more semester.

I had PQT in my 4th semester and I stayed till my end of the college life. I wrote it for 5 times and still it stayed with me since it had a crush on me. The last semester came and I was carrying PQT yet. We were put into high pressure and tension. We have to give out our best shot and hit it away. It was like a do or better die situation. I searched for some one who can help me in preparing the subject. No one was ready. I have got a very good friend of mine, called Naveed. He is a born genius I would say. Even he carried the paper and suggested me for a combined night study. I was very happy that Naveed was ready to help me out.

We stayed in one of our friend’s house. He was actually getting ready to prepare on that night. I suggested him for a nap. He had no other go and so accepted. We didn't have a nap but deep sleep. When we woke up it was 10.30 am the next day.

Our night study got screwed because of my suggestion. We were running back to our homes as we had pqt the next day. The question paper was completely confusing as usual. Since we had one more exam in the afternoon, we were not even able to celebrate our sadness that we didn't do well PQT.

All the exams got over and we were in our last vacation in our life. One fine Friday morning the result got released. I was not able to access net and so asked few of my friends to check my result. When I heard the word "result released", my mind instantly thought about "what would happen for PQT?" I dint think about any other subject’s results.

I had a deal with my friends that, if I had cleared all the papers, they can call me. Otherwise they should not. I will understand that I screwed my life. I was waiting for the results and I was able to feel that my body's temperature was rising. The phone rang, and it was my friend. I attended the call. He asked with a low voice, "Macha what is MA1252 da?" I understood. But to give answer to his million dollar question, I said, "PQT macha". "Macha you didn't clear PQT da", he replied.

THAT'S IT.

I felt as if I was thrown into hell fire. Not only me but most of my friends got arrear in PQT. PQT alone, in fact. I didn't do anything. Simply sitting for the whole day regretting for the mistakes which I have done from childhood.

I have applied for re-evaluation with no hope. When I went back to college, I felt as if I was entering nude. Some how I applied for re-val. Some people advised, I advised my juniors, some people gave hope. All these got over that day.

I came to my native for a business project. I started thinking about alternatives for bread and butter since I lost hope in BE. I cannot be a BE any more. This is what filled my mind. Luckily the business project gave me a shift to my mind and I slowly started forgetting PQT. One fine evening I got a sms that re-val results have come.
Again I asked same friends, same deal. One of my friends who applied for re-val checked his results and he didn't cleared. He studies better than me. I lost hope and was damn sure that I screwed my own a**. After a while, my mobile rang. My friend was on call and said, "Macha congrats, you are an engineer now. You have cleared PQT".

Sujatha...

Sujatha, for some this name refers to a singer, for some a (!) wife, for some, someone. For me, the word sujatha gives a sweet memory about two people. One is my favorite writer. Almost 80 percent of Tamil people know about this writer and there are better people to talk about him. He is no more in this world now and we miss him a lot every day.
This article is about the second sujatha of my life. She is actually the first sujatha who crossed in my life. She was a breeze in my life. Let me tell you our story, which has not been revealed ever at any place, any time.
It was a Friday, I still remember. We were getting ready for the week end holidays. I was in my class. Some red saree teacher was teaching some crap and was bugging us to take a note on it. I, as usual made a mistake and I was searching for an eraser, in my friend's bag. He, as usual didn't bring and so I checked my bag. I am no exception. My bag hasn’t carried an eraser in its life.
I was asking my class mates for eraser. No bugger helped me out. At that time, a helping hand came near me. It was sujatha. She gave me the eraser. I used it and said "thanks". She replied with a "no mention". I interpreted the "no mention" as "why thanks and all between hubby and honey?"
I felt thousand sparks deep inside my heart as she replied to me. We (I, actually) became friends after that 27 seconds relationship. The next two days went as if they were two centuries (theory of relativity). For the first time in my life, I was keenly waiting for the Monday to come. Till today that was the only Monday I have waited for it to come.
I have prepared to ask for many things like (can you give me your, this, that etc., heart at last) in the two days. The Monday came; I went so early to class expecting her to come early. I waited for the whole day, she didn't come. I waited for the next day too; the whole week in fact. She never came to class after that. I don't know what happened.
I was not able to meet her at all till this very second. I should have gone to her home the next day itself. I was not able to do because of two reasons. One is I don't know where her home is and the second reason is, no parent will allow their LKG kid to go out alone.

Some thing about ads

For such a long time, I have been wondering about one of the high impact field in the world, The Advertising industry. It’s not so easy to survive in it since it needs extremely talented creativity and innovativeness. Many a times, I froze after seeing some really awesome Ads. I don't know how they are able to narrate a story, popularize, market a product or service (no wonder, all because of extreme flow of $$$s). Some awesome Ads never let me sleep. Just in few set of frames or just in a single frame shot.

This is one part of it. On the other hand, there exists lot of Ads which exaggerate things. Most of the Tooth pastes, A body spray (yes, that one only) exaggerates to the core. Some of the Ads fool the people like anything.

Recently I saw an Ad. The celebrity who came in the Ad is a Pure Vegetarian. The funniest part was, the Ad was regarding a company which sells Chickens for Eating. I was stunned to see the Ad. Just imagine how much some of the Ad enterprises under estimated people.

I guess soon there will be some celebrity kid will advertise about some tablet which promises "long ***".
Who knows, the ad may go like this, the kid lying on the bed might say, "I use nayagra, complete feel, complete satisfaction and its longer, than our forefathers'... "