Rekha’s pregnancy n de Global Recession…!!!

“JEALOUSY: It is in the character of very few men to honor without envy a friend who has prospered”-Aeschylus

A week back.

tic tic…tic tic…’sms’

Ms.ABC:‘Da She’s pregnant’

ME:‘Waaaat…who?’

Ms.ABC:‘Rekha…barely 4 months since de wedding bash’

ME:‘Wowww…cool…’

Ms.ABC‘Waz cool…hmmmm’

ME:‘he he, itz a typical Indian woman whom I’m messaging right now ha’

Ms.ABC:‘Yep…da…grrr…she’s just a week younger than me’

ME:‘Ha ha hu hu’

Well folks…hope i don’t get sued for posting this article…it’s true.

Rekha’s pregnancy is the latest buzz among my old school mates. Whenever there is a phone call…even before a ‘hello’ de conversation is ‘ALIYA AVALKU KUTTIYAVARAYI’…(“HEY WE R GONNA BE UNCLES AND AUNTS’). She turned out to be a trendsetter. Completed her course…snatched a job…got engaged…then de wedding bash…and then Singapore, Malaysia…and finally she’s gonna b a mother, ALL IN A SPLIT SECOND.

The bad part is…the gals have already turned into green eyed monsters. Most of them are still struggling…some with their courses, other’s with their jobs… February 14’s still dry for many.

I still remember the kind of struggle i went through…i ran amok through every corner of my house during the pre-college admission dates. I didn’t want to enter a Medical College. Climax was tragic…Parents won. Years passed by…i began to receive messages “Machaaaa got placed…salary xxxxx per annum”.

I would shout to Amma (poor Amma…Dad rarely got chance to taste my fury…he wouldn’t be home during those violent episodes

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…k…k…readers…i admit…i used to plan the shots when he wouldn’t be home…hmmm)

Amma would remain silent…with a hidden smile. Well she scores over me these days. Coz she’ll be right besides me whenever my ol’ pals ring me. Most of them who turned into ‘engineering’ and jumped into firms through campus interviews (‘firms’ include de core ones like Wipro, L&T)have started looking for new means of living…bank tests…higher studies etc.

AS I type in, the face that runs into my mind is that of Jhonsy ( yeah daz de nick name). He was one of de few who acted ‘wise’. He wasn’t lured by de lump of sums that firms promised…he joined MTECH…I met him yesterday…So happy he is 4 de stitch in time… just because he didn’t join de FIRM… hmmm…guess where he was placed through campus selections???

'SATYAM'

Returning to Rekha…congrats dear…!!! Lucky gal…(???). You have lit a fire among all gals who were with us. Hooo…fortunately…men haven’t yet signed similar ventures. We haven’t yet started thinking of all these (this ‘we’ doesn’t include me…gosh i’ll have to wait till 2k11…no…shit…de current status is dad says ‘joining MD is de apt time 4 an engagement’..grrrrr)

(Well folks…this article is just to tickle the lighter side of yer brains. No INJURIES intended. Casualties if reported…i assure i’ll delete this post. And Rekha is indeed a fake name!!! but i admit…the character do exist!!!

Hope de economic break down will be patched up real soon…)

(proudly announcin dat nithin is about 2 return into 'voracious' bloggin real soon) :)

“PROUD 2 B” WATTTTT???

(Beware…unedited content… point out any kinda mistakes dat u find..plssss )

(its raining posts...!!! so i need u 2 go thru all de updates...!!! dis is de second one 4 de weekend)

“Nothing has been left undone, by either man or nature,2 make India de most extraordinary country de sun visits on his sounds”- Mark Twain

I typed in with full speed and without a second thought, hit the send button…and there went a ‘patriotic’ message to half the contacts in ma list. Within minutes I got the first comment,”wow”.

Getting a reply to forwarded messages is something that lets the sender free of regrets (de regret of havin wasted a penny on an sms).

I captured the marvellous quote while flicking through the Independence Day spl edition of Outlook…

The smile soon vanished. I accidentally re-read what I had sent. Gosh!!! I had typed it wrong…misspelt ‘rounds’ as ‘sounds’.

“Nothing has been left undone, by either man or nature,2 make India de most extraordinary country de sun visits on his rounds”- Mark Twain

‘Hi hi…’ was de new expression dat drove in within another couple of seconds…

Probably none of the sloths bothered to actually skim through the entire message…hence not a single fathead spotted de error…or dats de way every forwarded message is treated.

No no…Im not trying to call myself a patriot…!!! 2 b honest… not a single extra drop of adrenaline surged through ma body on August 15…DONNO which nook of ma brain is serving as a hideout 4 my patriotism …the only reason why I forwarded de sms was ‘I had a huge (free)sms balance’.

I was more or less feeling frustrated thinking about August 15!!! When more than 1,129,866,153 ‘brothers n sisters’ r gonna celebrate de Independence Day…I had to sit tight-lipped attending a workshop on PSBH (Problem Solving 4 Better Health) hosted by our department of Social and Preventive Medicine. Where is my freedom to sit home…watching a documentary on nationalism…or a wonderful movie like Kalapani (de Priyadarshan flick)…or searching 4 a channel whose makers are kind enough 2 telecast Gandhi(1982) by Richard Attenborough…or sleep wid one of de tracks from Vante Mataram (by A R Rahman) playing aloud…or listening to de blah blahs of crooked khadi wearing patriots!!!

If u r one true chauvinist who has already started to turn red reading all these lines…tell me how a true patriot must feel on de wonderful day… I am one proud Indian…donno what de level of freedom I enjoy…donno how much I misuse something dat cost ages n lives 2 achieve…

I am fed up of speeches and articles highlighting de beauty of India…what right do v I hav 2 sit back relaxed…’feeling good’ dat u r part of de world’s greatest democracy…de finest example of ‘unity in diversity’…?

A scanned image from The Hindu(july 26,2008)

De worst part is de weirdest feeling of being screwed up wen u r out 2 do sumthin n den sum1 tellin ye “son…u can’t change it yerself”…!!!

This is what I’ve decided… (Not just another Monday special resolution)…do my job…at least that…n dat includes: 1) as a medico…make ma parents proud…become de right person 2 wear a stethoscope…!!!

2)as a blogger…post this (wat at least few will think is ‘crap’) n sit assured dat der will b sum1 out dere in dis blogosphere who will understand wat I was trying 2 tell…!!!

(dis is being posted at a time wen im feeling weird…simply weird…sorry 4 de bad language…n de ‘chatroom’ slang here…never intended…perhaps I may delete it soon…

N can’t help praising this gal Priya Joyce…had a chat wid her few hours ago…felt so happy dat there r still people who really CARE about spreading awareness…no no..dis ain’t sarcasm I mean it…)