Farewell...from my Bangalore friends

Its a bit ironical in the manner i ended my previous post and the manner i am writing this one.I have just returned from a "surprise" farewell given by my "elite close group" of friends i made in Bangalore.It began on an expected very lite raillery but ended on an unexpected heavy one.The bantering commenced as it had to, but took a bit serious turn by the end of the dinner when everything became sorta....something i am really bad at.


after it became all final that i wud be moving back to delhi very soon, the close grp started a mail thread about organising the surprise party(read treat) of which i came to know very soon, thanks to one of the members(and FYI..guys speak!!).A long discussion went on about whether whose treat was it, about the people, timings and place.It was proposed to be my treat for i was to return home in few days, but with the fairer sex on my side, i had little to worry about.They nicely took care that it turned out to be a farewell to me instead of a treat from me.so after long hectic discussions, the date and place was finalised for the "surprise" party. the whole process deserves a mention but may be not now.

the dinner began with the recollection of the past memories of one year with an intention to bring out some open secrets.It started with a demand for a farewell speech from me, which i resisted and tried to avoid till my last slice of parantha. i was told to tell abt how i felt about the guys individually...and to give the whole process a momentum, they began by how they felt about me.and then came my turn... i knew i am bad at these things...cant say all those senti much-much...always end up saying something wrong...which hurts the other person...but with everyone pressurizing, i caved in...they wanted to make me feel comfortable!!!!

Recollecting from the past, sometimes people blow minor things out of proportion to the point of embarrassment without realizing its consequences, that u start feeling as to why were u even a part of it altogether.it starts with pretty much good intentional humor on you which even u dont mind and enjoy with them but is stretched so much like a rubber band that it breaks, in the end hurting the people involved and i have already been party to this twice.why has it to be like that? why dont people understand that humor and sarcastic fun is always accepted and enjoyed but overdose of anything is bad for health.just because u think u are good at some satirical fun,which u may be not, u open the pandora's box..and still keep on continuing on that without caring about the end results.


i usually dont have a really "close" grp of frens. one, especially if she is a gal, needs to have at least one thing spl to be in that grp...and to ask me what that something spl about that person is...its a heinous crime u have committed....for it is impossible for me to express that in words...and in the process i end up saying something which shudnt have been said..the real thing remains buried...it always will be...

And the story was repeated again today.


the things mentioned above might be very obscure to understand but this is the only place that i can vent them out, i dont have to face anyone here...i dont have to answer anyone here...i dont have to see the expressions i would have to if i say that on face...its my space...i own it.


Generally, i think i am pretty good at reading countenances but i really wish I was wrong when i read those faces before leaving the place.

1 year at Cisco....

so finally last month i somehow completed my one year at Cisco. I have mixed feelings about my "work experience" in the past one year. this being my first job, i dont have much to compare with,except with my friends in different companies especially in Delhi.

The journey started with a 15 day accommodation on company's expenditures in a 3 star hotel suite along with a fantastic group. I would say that would be my best days in Bangalore till date.Made a whole lot of new friends, and learnt a lot about some whom i already knew before coming here.Got the first hand experience of how disastrous it is to be in company of notorious friends when in inebriated state and little consciousness..Though i enjoyed every moment..every drunken line said..."tu to mera bhai hai...saale wo teri bhabhi hai..." and the best one..."saala aaj se daaru band".

so the job started with orientation about the company work and policies in different star hotels.The food there sucked big time...after all door ke dhol sirf suhane hi hote hai...all other seemed pretty nice all that month..but now with rare parties and offsites, i can certainly say..bakre ko halal karne se pehle khilaya pilaya jaata hai.. ;) (Yahan to khana bhi barbaad tha..). The two types of trainings we had, had minimal learning and maximum fun... The seriousness could be gauged by the fact that people were watching obscene content even while the class was on.Infact, even today when my mentor asks me about what we were taught in the trainings, he would just get a deadpan expression from me...hopeless fellow...wondering what... had i even attended a training session also!!!Then there were some other "incidents" also during that time(making me infamous among the new hires) which do not deserve space here.

the actual work started after one month of training got over and we got to know about our managers and mentors. I had a change of 3 managers in a single day before evrything was finalised. The first meeting with my manager scared me off completely.First his vry serious looks with no smiles on the face and then with all his interview type questions in introduction....please let me go, i have to play!!...i started wondering about the veracity of statements people make about their bosses.But after knowing him for an year now, I can certainly say, he would be among the best in disguising people, though the real picture would be out there in a few days(ePM results awaited!!)... To quote a friend when he first met his manager: Yaar, he is awesome, really cool...i am going to have a great time now..awesome team, awesome work and now awesome manager.... and today he would be he most cribbing person about his work and manager among the new hires..looking to change team/company at the first opportunity he gets.

even the first meeting with my mentor was daunting.he handed me over 200 pages of documents to read over the weekend about some hardware i was to work on. Over this, he told me about the hard time the new hires generally have in the first year at Cisco, even working on weekends..delineating a very gloomy image for me.the day ended with we people playing some
carrom(finally, i got to play!!) and making some noises in the otherwise silent office, me sucking at the game..my worst show at carrom!!!

So I went through some of the pages over the weekend with no idea of what i was reading when on Monday my mentor again stumped me. He asked me to go through some quizzes and stuff..and then came the diaster...my first victim..The laptop fell from my desk and the screen was damaged...and i was found running here-there looking for some solution..some escape..wtf...will i get a new laptop..was all that on my mind!!Fortunately, everything fell in place...I got a new laptop within 2 days but made a decent dent in my BU's cofers... and i was ready to select some other targets....had already been bestowed with the "compliment: "mere hath tikte nhi hai...".

Soon I was getting used to the work environment...going thru the code with mentor's help...understaning the hardware architectures...solving customer issues..sometimes eluding my mentor with the alibi that i was not in the city and sometimes really coming to office on weekends.He would scan the code in seconds and ask me if we were going right....i wud just be humming "yes" at his every call...how would i know if we are going right...i would be left in no man's land when he would ask me to execute what he had said..i just had to run back to him with the question,"What and where do we have to make the change finally???"Now it was his time to show a deadpan face...


Speaking about the work culture here, I am definitely sure, you wouldnt find one better anywhere else.complete freedom to work anywhere, to speak out any of your grudges in front of seniors.."quite informal" environment...and many others say it all. Compare this to companies my friends are in where in you are allowed maximum 1 hr for lunch and even your entries are logged...

Though the initial six months were complete cribbing for me..so much that i had even scared people coming to Bangalore..reasons including the disatrous food(cant compromise over that)...the "frugal nature" of the company...but majorly due to factors external to cisco.But with all this in stride now i completely enjoy my stay here...the best part has been the birthday bumps..i have been giving some severe kicks to people who know me even remotely...noone forgets to call me during the bumps session but now i realise that very soon my ass would be on fire...for all those will be ready to avenge those hard hits.I know how i saved myself last year...

The maximum time of a software engineer goes in checking mails and sending forwards and i am no different...i get tons of fwded mails from my friends in/out cisco...Infact, the majority of mailbox space is filled up with those fwded mails than "important" mails..over this the Outlook has a poor searching algo...!!You see people getting senti over trivial issues..screwing someone just asking links for free hindi songs(that poor chap..would never ask again anything!!)...then clamoring over ethical and piracy issues and what more...no matter if they themselves be using pirated versions...you are simply horrified over stand people can take to convert even silly banter to sensitive issues...On the lighter side you see people going gaga over any gal, even little cute or pretty they see in the office...they change their timing of work, of play(yes, now they get time for this also!!), even for drinking a cup of coffee...they make funny jokes which she wud consider silly and has to bear...they try their level best to be even a driver for them...no wonder how busy a software engineer is...!!


Anyways...it is great feeling to complete one year at job...must have done something good to be still there...the whole team is asking for a treat...but then i have someone in my team to take care of this also...

One year away from home has finally passed quite slowly and there would be lot many stories to tell about my stay here..but maybe sometime later..this post is getting too big...The work and efficiency improves sporadically(only when my manager starts threatening me..!!!) though it would still not be a surprise if you find me napping in my cube in a proper sarkari fashion with legs on the table...

I am loving it..!!!

Terrorists and the Indian resilency

Headlines in various newspapers screamed:

Bangalore Bombed...
Bangalore,Ahmedabad..Who'sNext?

At one end we are celebrating our new iconic status in the world arena and at the other we are impotent enough even to protect the basic fundamental right of a human being-The Right to Live....

The frequency of striking at will is increasing at a pretty decent rate.Also is the fact that the terrorists are freely choosing the targets to strike,beginning with Kashmir, followed by Delhi and Mumbai and now the Tier-II cities too are now open to them....These guys seem to celebrate Diwali multiple times a year....at their own wish...

speaking of stats, the casualties were in hundreds with around 60 of them parted from their families for ever.Surat was lucky enough to get away with 26 live bombs defused, not a single of them going off...The Indian Mujhahideen claiming responsibility for all and warning of more such acts.


The modern terrorists have been improvising with great consistency and have been regularly beating the expectations of the security forces.with improvised devices, improved communication systems and networks and with highly skilled "recruits", the organisations hiring them are on a roll.add to this fact that they consider India to be a soft/impotent state...in other words..an empty vessel making just too much noise....and our hollow claims of being on the verge of superpower. Such has been the audacity of these organisations, that they now send emails beforehand informing of the blasts and mentioning the reasons along.Except in ’Bollywood masala movies’ Indian intelligence has rarely unearthed any of the terrorist plans. We get clueless after the attack and even fail to get hold of those who are sending emails before the attacks.


They have shown considerable dexterity and astuteness in selecting the target cities.the low intensity blasts in Bangalore show that the motive was just to create panic in the Indian minds, to create a pyschological fear in the minds of IT companies here and to strike the backbone of the economy. Ahmedabad was chosen to avenge the Godhra pogrom.The chosen areas of Ahmedabad were the places where the Muslims were the most affected.Then came Surat, the diamond polishing hub of India.All the bombs in Surat were found near the diamond industry -2 stolen Wagon Rs laden with bombs and 27kg of nuts/bolts--- macabre to even imagine the cataclysm had even one of the cars went off...How much are we prepared for this???


So what has been the government doing all along while these guys are having fun and making mockery in their own way??..Ah!!I think its a little busy..busy in securing votebanks of the minority communities in the next election...Probably that is why, we still have punishments awarded to the terrorists to be executed...Yes, I am speaking about the hanging of Afsal Guru. Are we waiting for another hijacking to take place so that this time some other Minister escorts him safely to the hijackers.i guess Shivraj Patil would be the best suited to do a Jaswant Singh next time this happens.The government gives a derisory argument in favour of dilly-dallying the issue:More than 15 petitons are currently pending before the MHA and it processes the applications in first come first serve...What a crap..!!!..are other crimes committed by those 15 people in line awarded capital punishment on par with terrorism??...These same so-called intelligentsia which was on the verge of being wiped out on Dec 13 2001, today does not even have time to pay homage to the martyrs in that attack...seem busy scheduling their next foreign trip !!!


We lack a political will, a political consensus on the issue of terrorism.These guys can have a discussion only after they get some free time from fighting amongst themselves...Even after the blasts, we continue to see the blamegame among the politicans...a preposterous and outrageous allegation goes as:"...the ruling UPA government had a conspiratorial hand in the blasts to divert attention from the allegations of bribery as well as to gain Muslim votes..." Please Take a break..!!

Every politician expresses "shock" after the blast,I wonder shock over what???As if they dint know it was coming!!! Everytime we are hit, we run crying to the US or the UN blaming the "foreign powers", censuring our neighbours for few days till the hoopla settles down and soon we are back to our normal business..forgetting everything..forgetting that such a thing ever happened...What a resilency the Indian people have..I have become a fan of it!!! I was ashamed to hear the innane platitudes from the mouth of our spineless PM about not bowing to terrorism & maintaining peace.Listen to our honourable Home Minister after every blast..I bet you, there will not be single word out of its place...its exactly the same what he would have said the previous time. To summarise:"The Indian people cannot tolerate such violent acts of terrorism any more(someone please explain me this line..).this was an act of desperation and these terrorists wont succeed in their disastrous acts.I praise the resilency of the Indian people(in other words..their short memory!!)".Compensations are announced along with the news of the blasts...I wonder, it would not be too long when we see the announcements even before the blasts occur... the resilent nation moves on..to get prepared for the next wake up call...

With every blast the question arises: How long will we be continue to bear this violence..and so comes the answer:Ohh yea, we can take one more in our stride...

I feel tht time has come to realise the importance of an Indian life now.. on one hand i can see Israel showing its clear determination to root out terror when just 3 of its soldiers are captured, here we hv 200 innocent civillians dying n no one even bothering to even think of taking an action..Our neighbouring state sends its condolences after the blasts n the time may not be far off when we receive such condolences in advance, just before the incidents even happen.I wont support all US policies against war on terror, but point worth taking a note is tht no terror incident happened in US after 9/11. Someone said

'Khasma shobti us bhujang ko
jiske paas garal ho
uska kya jo vishrahit,
vineet or saral ho'

( Forgiveness can be shown by only those snakes which have venom & can bite. Those who are weak dont deserve to give forgiveness to anyone)

So rather than mouthing innane platitudes about restraint, criticism & looking towards other nations for help. probably the time has come for indians to take charge of their own destiny.

I will end with what my room mate consistently sings at the end of every movie he sees: "Bharat mata ki Jai".

In the Line of Fire-A Memoir

So the other day, i was reading the (in)famous autobiography from Pakistan's President Pervez Musharraf-In the line of fire- A Memoir.The book has already been in controversy since its launch last year.People from different sections and different countries voiced their protests against the incidents mentioned in the book thereby giving the book a notorious fame.So that also created an interest in me to read that book.Incidently, the name of the book coincides with an English movie about a psychopath who tries to kill US president.

Uptil now, I have read about half the book but have found it very difficult to digest it even after going thru the first 50 pages. No, the language is very easy to understand,infact, i think a normal 12th grade Indian english student can easily give the Prez a run for his "language".wat was difficult was the content part.

The book starts with a thanks to God for saving his life atleast 6-7 times uptil now. A prime example of the phrase "allah meherbaan to gadha pehelwaan". Then he describes his strenous journey from India to Pakistan during Partition and continues the story till date.In the process, he describes the events that took place in his life.He describes how a mediocre child transforms into one of the most coveted brains of Pakistan with successes in every field he steps into.His story of bravery starts when he was 5 and continues till date.He was one of the toughest boys and used to lead street gangs(no pun intended!!).

So later, the lad joins the army and climbs up the ladder due to his bravery and leadership skills. he mentions how the Paki army thrashed the Indian army in the 1965 war...ironically something which even the retired Paki army generals have jeered at."ek limit hoti hai chodne ki". he rarely mentions of the 1971 war..here also partly blames India for the second partition.and then comes the kargil war( a complete chapter to this) and needless to say,in the terms of the Prez, the so called mujahideens successfully dented the Indian army security cover and easily forced India on the backfoot and it was only because Nawaz Sharif accepted the ceasefire at Washington that shifted the defeat claims across the border.He insists that India has always suffered heavy losses whenever she encounterd the Pakis. Fortunately, he accepts that his military was no match to the US one when he was threatened by Colin Powell to be bombed back to Stone Age after 9/11.After reading the book, i feel that it would be nearly impossible for any country to have a soldier as brave and as successful as our dear Musharraf...Lucky Paki army!! And no wonder he claims the Pakistan Military Academy to be the best in the world....the field decided could be negotiated!!

He mentions how thru his leadership skills he inspired the young guns under him and instilled in them the confidence and the will to win.No matter where he was posted, success would always be at his feet. one instance of his skills is worth mentioning.he was in command of a regiment called "Men in Crisis". The unit was known for its bravery but though somehow lacked in sports.It performed badly in almost every sport it played. But after assuming command, our lieutenant colonel did the impossible...he transformed the team from a bunch of losers to winners of the championships in just one year...wat a great stride!! i wonder how he cud not meld the Paki cricket team into a team...may be the guys do not have in them..not our Prez's fault!!

The Prez then mentions how he reached the top of the ladder in the army and how he became President of Pakistan which was about to be declared as a defaulted state, which was overburdened with debt and corruption was at its peak thanks to the existing "democracy" and the corrupt political leaders like Nawaz Sharif and Benezar Bhutto and later how he transformed it into one of the fastest growing economies in the world through his terrific leadership skills.

The general remembers the dates of even minute events that happened 20-25 years back or even more...and at some places even the time in minutes(fortunately, not seconds!!)...this is something which any girl boasts of but here also, he can give her a tough fight and she would certainly have something to learn from the Prez.

At different times while reading, i felt of throwing away the buk filled with so much jactitation..but its the "charm" of Pervez Musharraf which forces me to continue reading it.

I somehow have managed to reach upto this point...it would be a wonder if i complete it.the book is 350 pages of complete self praise...about a person who never failed in his life(atleast the book story implies so..)...about a person who reached astonishing heights in whatever he did.Again its no wonder that the book was scoffed at by a large section of society even within his country.It is a must read for die hard every Musharraf fan or even for every strong critic..

rock rock rocking at india gate!!

Its engi time again..!!though this time it was spread over for more than a week...So the whole group was at the college for the fashp nite.For the lesser mortals engifest is the cultural festival of DCE and the paridhan-fashion parade is the most sought after event of the fest...for very obvious reasons!!It was a sort of reunion for all of us after a pretty long time.the stage was given a new look altogether.the already created dais(OAT) was reserved for the "highly esteemed" guests while a new stage was setup for the models to catwalk.

Like every year, the event was very successful.the students from the medical and the engg colleges put up a very gud show and infact we were able to utilise amber's new cell to its full potential.For the first time a DCE video and a music album has been launched and they were simply enthralling...just waiting for someone to upload them online!!The video and the album perfectly exhibited why any dceite would be proud of being a dceite...the outsiders need to have a look at it!! the event was follwed by a jam session, shortened by an altercation over a girl...as usual!!

It was already 1130 pm when we all started to disperse when all of a sudden (again!!) a plan to visit India Gate came into being.The most surprising part of the plan this time was ajit...the first surprise of the nite was his presence at the fest and then to add to the fun he "eventually" agreed to be the part of the "group". seems the guy is changing or quoting Rajat.."meri sangati me rehke thoda sudhar gaya hai".With 3 cars and my scooter the whole group of 9(this time aman missed out!!) moved towards the India Gate -some 25 kms away though we managed to reach there next day only(at 00:30 am)!!.

It took some time to find a suitable place to park the vehicles and when we found one authorised parking, the thulla asked us to leave for our home for a peaceful nite.par hum kaha manne wale the..!!A while later nipun found a different and safe parking spot...and we could spot some girls roaming even at that stroke of hour(unsafe delhi!!). A whole group of 8 ppl walking together would always seem threatening..the real threatening came to a guy, bargaining there for a colourful nite,when we all decided to race on the lonely road..the two were just terrified in horror and fear.Amit won the race,though his claim was very much disputable...he counted 1 2 3 all while running...the surprising runners up were Romit(good pair of legs) and Rajat(ohh man..how can he run so fast!!).Just to make it a bit clear, it was nearly impossible for 4 of us to even lift Rajat to give him birthday bumps a week ago.However,the result was so only because our "athlete" nipun did not participate in the race...he and amber preferred to walk down the lane.

It was already 130am and no one wanted to leave for home...that nite was certainly to be remembered for a long time...as the group would disperse after 3 months for their job or other responsibilities...but the memories wud remain last long..

Eklavya and MahaShivratri

The much awaited Eklavya released yesterday at the Box office and Rajat had to give the whole big group his birthday treat.The day coincided with Mahashivratri and i had decided to fast after a big gap of around 10 years.As usual, the invitees were made to reach the hall with no time at their disposal and as usual again,we were able to make it.We have perfected the art of making successful last moment plans and infact, now this group includes two new entries.Even the lesser mortals(the new entries) were able to make up because they could not afford to miss a treat from Rajat. The only guy now left out of the group is ajit and its certain that he does not possess those qualities required to be in that group...hopefully he would make it to the group one day--though very unlikely!! So the timings of the show were not fixed as yet and an afternoon matineee was on the cards.The whole group was only hopeful of the next day movie plan.i woke up early that day due to the festival and made necessary visits to some temples and performed the necessay puja.Ma gave me a special attention yesterday, an attention of which only my eldest brother has been the recipient of when he returns home.Kheer, gajar ka halwa, fruits and some other dishes-was to be the diet of the day and ma took special care that i ate properly.

So after getting over with the necessary puja, mom served the special breakfast at 1130 when nipun called up and asked if i was ready for the movie.To his surprise,i replied in affirmative.We had the first day first show tickets for the movie-thanks to Sumit who bought them just 1 hr before the show though he was asked to buy for the afternoon show, as a result leaving the indolent members of the group furious.The only possibility for the goofup could be that he stood in the queque for the current show asking for tickets for the afternoon show--all wondered!!

So the 7 of us had to reach the hall within an hour.Ajit had already cancelled his entry--no surprises on his part!! 4 of us reached the hall well in time-3 minutes before the start of the show!! but had to wait for the organiser of the treat to arrive.As usual, the movie had already begun when we entered the audi.Wonder which was the last movie in which i saw the star cast...missing the first 5-10 min of any movie is also a part of the fun!!

The movie was made alive by some awesome acting of Big B and little bit of fun from munnabhai...no wonder he was presented with a Rolls Royce by the Eklavya team.He again proved why he is called the shahenshah and why no baadshahs however strong, can stand tall to him.Though the crowd surrounding us found it a bit diffcult to understand what was happening...the movie was really faadu in their terminology. The movie was a short 2 hour movie with some people always waiting for some "scenes" to be shown...unluckily there were none.

So after the movie,everyone was hungry and with a brief outing at the lifestyle mall we ultimately headed towards the small chat shop in the rajouri market...the restaurant at the mall just had an extra zero in their tariffs!!Rajat confirmed me twice about the fast before ordering something though still he seemed unconvinced.Everyone ordered pao bhaji for himself and the only thing i could do was to see them gulp that down their fat stomach--they did not even have the courtesy of asking me...maybe they wanted to play safe!!

After the snacks, we headed towards our home...as i was already feeling hungry, i made a dash towards food as soon as i reached home.Ma served the special lunch and i ate more than i would do on any normal day...in the evening drank the delicious thandai and finally again the special dinner before retiring to the bed...

At the end, the day went very nice only that i missed the pao bhaji!!

the climax--season finale

the first three parts of the trip: the tour to Kharagpur and puri , my first day at iit kgp , the last two days at iit kgp

here goes my last part of this series:

After the forgettable iit kgp trip, we had planned to go to Puri via bhubaneshwar after a halt at my cousin's place there. we being new to the place decided to go along wid a group of 4-5 students going there.before that, we had to wait for arnd 2 hrs and miss 2 trains to get our travel fare reimbursed(A part of it was reimbursed...) and even before that we had to walk up to atleast 5kms to get the ticket photostated,the top engineering college boasts of only 2 xerox machines..and dat also in the "tech" market(outdated technology..) which remains closed from 2 to 5 during daytime(Left ka raaj hai...)... only later did i get to know in the evening that there were 3 more machines in the campus and surprisingly, the students we asked did not have any knowledge of that(kaise engg karenge...!!)...

So those 5 guys were with us .Now only one of them possessed the money for tickets and ironically the others had an altercation with him and hence idiotically left him at the college.Finally travelling in second class with a general ticket,some arguments with the TTE and getting down before the destined station was all a new experience at a place where we failed to understand oriya and the locals failed to understand us...finally with some difficulties we were at my cousin's place...

It had already been 5 days since sumit took a bath though the figure was 3 for me...so i had already planned to spend a comfortable time in bathroom...but that guy..he is just too aalsi..even my bro is nothing in front of him...and this all when he is not a hosteler...kya hota tab to..neways he still preferred only to wash his face...aadha devdas to ban chuka tha..with big beard on his face...so had a gud brkfast after 3 days..i got my tummy flat just within 3 days..itni mehnat ki thi banane me kambakht...they can easily make VLCC a run for their money. Now my cousin arranged for us a visit to a very famous temple there...it was some 400-500 yrs old and constructed without the use of any cement..the stones were somehow fixed with iron rods..another story of marvellous indian artists and architecture...there were 108 small temples within that big temple and where "pandas" catch hold of u as soon as u enter the temple..on the pretext of darshan and puja with a "nominal" charge...I am quite a religious guy but still not dat desperate to have a look at the idol from 20 cms...even 100 cms is a fine distance for me to get an aashirvad from god.I was told since my childhood that they have a very long range!!...par sumit..he is a big athiest...even bigger than my bro..i used to think ki wahi bahut bada nashtik hai...i dont think sumit even paid obesience there..wonder he wud say one day.."aaj khush to bahut hoge tum??" though hopefully for other reasons...

For all such big atheists Puri is one of the four religious places called "char dhaam"...it is famous for its beaches and the historic Jagannath puri temple(though only later did i get to know that it was just another name for Lord Krishna when mom told me abt it on returning back home..usse pehle i thot ki may be some other Indian God).

so we boarded the bus to puri in the afternoon and it took us around 2 hrs to reach there...the tiredness of past 2 days was so much that it was difficult to even open our eyes..the 2 hr trip was some solace...we booked a room on reaching there and straightaway headed towards the beach..the crowd was already enjoying the high waves of the sea..it was my second time at the beach and sumit's first...so he was a bit scared to go inside the water.After walking at the beach for some time, then a photo shoot, we moved to have a clash with the waves..though with our backs to it...after some time it appeared as though we were being pulled towards by the sea.i was told that the sea also had a liking for jewellery and other similar items..no matter hw tight they are to your body,the sea will snatch it from you.. and so my mom did not spare even the very tight rings i was wearing...i had to force sumit into water..he was quite scared and did not want to brk his fast of not bathing...it was a big fun there..it compensated for the kgp disaster..though the saddest part was that i had to be wid a guy...a trip to beach wid a gal wud be the most fascinating one,i think...

So after an hour at the sea and half an hour at the hotel bathroom, we moved for the famous Jagannath temple...again it was an example of marvellous architecture though a big victim of human vandalism...the lifestory of Lord Krishna inscribed on the walls of the temple was highly fascinating...just did not get to know when the planned half an hour got converted into more than hour under the mesmerising effect in the temple...just did not want to leave that place...something was holding me back..poor sumit..he had to bear wid me...As a result we got delayed for our train and had to rush thru our dinner...and just managed to reach the station in time....

finally we were on the train to be back at home..sweet home.. after a week..the 36 hrs at train were also full of fun..did not feel bore at any instant with a 4-5 aged kid with us...he seemed to be big flirt..managed to get along with 2-3 girls of his age in the same compartment in no time...sumit again was pretty lethargic here also...kitna bada aalsi hai...so now am back home just recalling the whole story again and again to my friends and family members and they just dont stop making a fun out of it...