Subbu Treat Photos

The Aroma Of Aroma................

Come friday, the rest of what was left of SNMS98 would be sending a flurry of messages back and forth as to what the plan was for the weekend. We have traveled a long way from evening dinners at Aroma(probably the only gud contribution by Sriram to the gourp) as college students to dinning at the most expensive speciality restaurants. Normally the plan used to end up as "To meet at accord and then go on to brilliant tutorials". This week surprisingly all 5 along with Ponram turned up for the weekend get-together and SNMS 98 was in full strength (of what was remaining). We then to relish our memories, decieded to go to where it all started as college students,to Aroma(i.e. if you can discount out all the panipuri-bhelpuri-samosa-chana shops and of course Mathura).

This place somehow has a very special bonding to all of us and we, as old hands at ordering food, barged in and ordered two plates of Gobimanchurian, aloo gobi, gobi masala and mattur panner. The guy gave us a quizzical look as who are these owergrown fellows who seem to be knowing their way around so well with the menu and who are ordering 7 side dishes for 6 people. When we finished the first course and then ordered for two more plates of gobi manchurian he almost fainted. He must have gone in and remarked "Nalla oru vaarama sorae pakkale pola irukku."

It was somehow a great recollection of what we used to do earlier and what we were doing now but there was no much change observed. After all when one is with friends who cares a shit as to who is looing and who is thinking what. It was a very pleasant "Malarum Ninaivugal" evening. Missed the ICICI dog, SLUCKUMI and jetti.

Posting for Kishore...

School Ki Yaadein


The very thought of my school life gives me a pleasant feeling. Our school gang was one hell of a group with the motive “Fun and more fun“. Studies was the last concern we had in our minds till 12th std pubic exams started to haunt us.The ideal day would start like this. I would get up by 7:30 and then laze around for an hour to get all the pre-bath activities completed. Shyam would start from his place @ 8:30 and has to stop at my place just because it is on the way to our school. The moment he is near my house I would enter the restroom to take BATH. Bathe I do for some 15 mins minimum. Shyam always knew that it was like trying to chase and catch his own shadow in getting me ready so that we could reach school in time, but fail did he miserably in all his attempts to do that.And after his repeated pleas for me to get ready, I would oblige and grace my bi-cycle and start to the place where we can have fun. Reaching school @ 8:55 when we were supposed to be there by 8:40 is the first sin, and then trying to convince the PT teacher I coming late is because I had to repair a flat tire is the worst possible reason someone could deliver. Reason why I would say that this lame excuse is the worst possible one, because 4 days out of a 6 day week, you cannot have a flat tire.It is not that lying intelligently was beyond me or shyam; it is just that we thought why should we rustle our cerebrum for a punishment which we are going to enjoy. The punishment would be to grace the class verandah for some 3 or 4 class-hours, which is quite refreshing and enjoyable, given the fact that we stood a chance to gain on two grounds, first being we do not have to listen to all the crap being dished out, and second the neem tree just outside our class pumping our lungs with fresh air for the hard day ahead.The hard day and the grind associated would start from the 4th class hour, 4th class hour being the last one before LUNCH. Our guys inside the classroom would be waiting for us with arms spread out and expectations that we (myself & shyam) will convince the PT teacher for volley ball practice for the rest of the day. This is when we had to gather all our untapped energy from our so called crooked brains and lay out a LIE which would convince the PT teacher for an all day volley ball practice.Right from that moment, myself and shyam are seen as the saviors sent from heaven by, our class guys. Believe me, no one would deny the above.And then it starts and continues till 3:30 pm, our volley ball practice. It was sometimes serious practice and the rest of the time only fun.Post the sweat drenching practice, it would be time for us to separate and start back home, only for 2 hrs though. Because after all the irritating tuition classes in those 2 hrs, SNMS98 would assemble on the terrace of 11/11 Thambiah reddy road for a fun filled 2 or 3 hrs. Our eternal Cricket discussions, and plastic ball cricket matches would leave us physically drained and it would time to make the chat vendor “Mathura” richer by 100 rs, or donate some 40 or 540 rs to “venkataramana boli stall”. Day would end with a positive mindset that tomorrow will be better with not 4, rather 5 periods of volley ball practice.

Vinod’s mission to Germany on Non 28th .

It was the day 28th Nov 2006,when the sun rose in the East and also Vinod boarded the the Giant from Bangalore international terminal ,where there were many people waiting to Fly to different countries yes u r right its none other than Lufthansa Airlines ,My journey started like below .
On 28th Morning 1.00am I proceeded towards the customs check and there I was asked about my visit and also replied .Its official .then from there I went to the security check and then I proceeded towards the aircraft ,then I found my seat and sat there ,I was wished Good Morning by our Air hostess which is the most important word which I will never forget in my life for which I lost 1 rupee for the same and these air hostess who were looking as beautiful as Rose in its stem ,At 1.30am the flight took of from the runway of b lore terminal inspite of the wind .I was then served cola and also some Veg food to eat .
Here important point to note is that since I was in Diet I could have good meal ,n e way that’s not a big issue for me .At 8.30 am I landed in Frankfurt terminal which is the biggest terminal in Germany .there I once again had to board another flight for which I went for the security check where one lady asked me to show the purse where I have kept my Lord muruga dollar and that lady was furious in knowing wat is in my purse ,she was searcing ,when she asked me abt the same I was little nervous and I told her that MY DEVOTEE is Inside the purse .from Frankfurt I boarded other flight ad reached hannover .from there I need to take train to Northeim for which when I reached the station to board the train I found that the station is like tunnel and no one was there in that station and here the point to note is that even in that cold degree of around 2 degrees I was sweating continuously since no one was avail I got fear ,then two people came along with me to my place .I checked in to my Hotel in Northeim and I refreshed myself and came out to take photos ,it was real cold and also fantastic place .After refreshing I took a walk in the roadside and then returned to my Room .In night I took a glass of water and slept I did not eat at night since refer my earlier paragraph where have told that I am in diet ,
Next day my director came to the hotel and picked me and then we went to our office .the roads were as beauty as an gold in the jewellery shop .the same day eve we came to the hotel back .
Before my return journey from Germany my director hosted a dinner for me and my boss .also he took us to the Hill station Ghosla which was very cold since it is situated above Sea level .There we enjoyed little and then we returned to the Hotel at night .
Next day I started my Return journey to India ,the country known for its rising sun and also the country where we could find land of population and the land of Universities and also the diversities are situated
Finally my mission had come to an end , I had to leave germany ,I got up at mor 4.00 am and then came to the Frankfurt airport and boarded the same flight Lufthansa to India .The flight was simply Extra ordinary with two pilots and also the beautiful air hostess .Once agin it was a journey of 9 hrs ,Atlast I reached India (B lore) safely after my successful tour ,Happy Reading .

Cheers
Vinod

Everything seems so distant

This coming from me probably wud sound funny but somehow could not help thinking of all the good ol times that we frnds shared with each other. Be it my school mates or my PEC class mates somehow we have drifted apart i.e. one thing which we thought would never happen. I could even take the pec classmates going away from me cause we were old enough when we had even first met, to realize that these relationships were gonna be plagued by our personal lives and that eventually we will drift away.

But in the case of SNMS98 i somehow am not able to digest it. today morning I called up kishore's dad and when i heard him say that there were no hassles in kishore's trip and that he went off as planned, i somehow was not able to get myself to beleive that this was happening. I was telling myself "Cmon, aint it ridiculous ?? how can he just go off ??" Somehow today afternoon and evening seemed very hollow and I almost jammed into another vehicle when i was returning back from some personal work due to lack of concentration.

I was lost the whole day today thinking of all that has happened to the once noisy crowd that used to assemble without fail on 11/11 thambiah rd on sunday evenings. Somehow even when kucchi, vijayanand, guru and vinod moved away slowly one by one i did not seem lost so much, cause somhow i felt at that time that it was just a matter of a few months and that they wud be back and everything wud be back to normal.

but today was exceptional. I have never thought like this in my life and have never felt so miserable. Maybe its because I used to meet this idiot daily in office and somehow got used to it. Even though i could not meet the others of the group daily i somehow managed to feel ok cause i used to see him daily. It actually hasn't sunk in as yet that I will be seeing the rest of my classmates only once every week and even that is not going to be permanent. But now what with the two ppl from my pec classgroup also having left i start wondering if all this actually worth it.

What is it without the get togethers, the recollection of all the stupidity that we have committed over the yrs, just contradicting each other in cricket, talking about just crap crap and more crap and unadulterated crap. Avvalo sambadhicchu enna panna porom.....

Romba polabareno... seri seri.... pappom......................

calculator for yamaha

vinod has spent 1000 rupees for replacing the "calculator" of his colleague's bike.

Now onto the second day

We had the gracious company of our vijayanand next day(naayi thonnga vidama kalagattala vandu, bus stand lendu call panni kazhutta aruttan), indha naaya naanum vinodum vera poi kootitu vandhom.....

magane anniki vizhundhudu avarukku, in Sims park we almost disected him,
guru on top of him and me pulling his legs(literally), his pants almost came off,
in short avana nalla manabanga paditthitom........He never made the mistake of sitting in one place after that. Vijayanand enga, "anga engayachum odittu iruppan paaru" rangukku aiyducchu.

then it was vijay's turn, the most popular and famous snap, vijay moaning in pain after elephant cum hippo cum rhino GURU landed his knees sqaurely on his chest (ribcage). He couldn't even eat properly for the rest of the tour. :-))

Then was the last day .......... VINOD's day.............. the day when vinod spoiled all our plans to go to black thunder........... all of us so badly wanted to go, Vinod nayi, the lazy bum he is, spoiled all our plans.....

Rooma Extend panna mudiyuma kelu, .... cmon guys u can extend on this .............