Janta Around Me - Part Two

Janta around me part -2

Friends, a life stimulant for ever … a fragrance that never wears off and writing about them makes me more close to them…

Enough of ‘Maheshism’ and let’s get back to Ondepuli’s style of blood , gore and the darkest secrets they possess .. But not this time… the ‘Maheshism’ overrides the Dark lord …

Sid a.k.a Shaggy a.k.a Ranzou…

Siddharth SR, a gaming freak with an intensity that he had to change his stick … sorry joystick once in very month. Not this quality has brought me close to this pal but his cool approach towards the people that I liked the most. Known for weird hairy-do’s that make girls swoon at the very sight… just like me he spends money like water and we sit down grumbling about not having money in the end of the month. Thanks to few ‘Nr’ds, he was generous enough to give them domains and nominally charging them…. Has a really cool sister Aishwarya (akka) and cooler athimbare… He shares a great sister-brother relationship and every time he tells about the encounters where he got beaten up by her sister, we crack up… Especially the time when he ended by drawing Complex – wiring diagrams in her EEE record for 4 hours … we ended up screaming out… His Personal interests include Cooking, shopping for 5 hours with his sister for a single Sari and missing College bus …

Santhosh kumar a.k.a Bottle a.k.a Sano…

A simple guy with brilliant programming skills and all the looks that he wears suggest that he is the most silent and obedient man ever in the room but deep inside this guy is a dynamite-in-small-package. Known for silent and crazy ‘Sillimeshum’ that has the most damaging impact but never reveals the ‘Detonator ‘… An aspiring CAT student and a walking ‘Tamizh-movie & Songs’ Database.

Prasiddha a.k.a Nashi a.k.a 15000 a.k.a ‘Thavalai’….

The day I saw her in my college … I knew the moment that there is something unique about her…. I still remember the first time I spoke to her… it was in the chemistry lab and I asked her whether she was the sister of Prasanna with whom I had played cricket as a kid. She said in one word ...’Yes’ and pondering she asked how I knew him… that is how it started… Again it was in the second semester we got ourselves in the Humanities and Science Ad-Zap team. We had similar interests … we both liked Advertisements and the brains behind the Ads… it was a fun time… we knew nothing about Ad-zap and we clapped when ever we got an idea…

Time flew, it was 4^th semester… The semester that I still remember … torn Ligament, more failures in other colleges… Heated tussles between the Boyz and Galz gang … (Now named as “The Gang”)… a loss in a conservative college triggered war symptoms… separating both the gangs… Yet she was as friendly as before…. Even with the mad craze, my instincts caved in when ever I spoke to her…. Unfortunately… very unfortunately the whole heat was diverted and I made the most stupid mistake in my life… Still I can’t forgive myself…..

Time progressed … and then came the ‘TOUR’… it was the time when differences took the beating, understanding acted as the breeze… Little did we realise that the gap was closing in … we got closer and more responsible … This little Genius and her Brother planned what they thought was ‘the impossible event’. Difficulties propped in and we acted similarly… We took charge and made problems vanish… All the pain that we undertook was shared and enjoyed… With more pain and problems our endurance and Friendship got stronger. It was the return journey … we realised that it would be the last tour together … as students … as free birds… The night , we settled down and started to speak as if we would never meet again …. Several events were happening …. The ‘product’ was erecting a ‘Thota Tharani’ set in ‘Thapaanavan’ hand, Ms. Kapathu who asked us to wake her up by 4 AM, never moved an inch even with a tripled effort of me , Prasi and Sid…. We talked, we talked …. Sleep never crept in the way…. We were the train ghosts… laughing in the middle of the night, screaming and playing cards….

That night I realised how cool she was … and how Friendship mattered to her…. It was a night of mixed emotions… I thought I had wasted 3 years and I think she would have thought about this thing in the same way….

Ms.Prasi had the opportunity to learn dance’lu’ and singinglu. She has been very secretive about her singing skills … All we have heard her sing was the song from ‘Kakka Kakka’ … ‘Ennai Konkam Matre’ … After that song we had changed her decision … never let her sing…. Was kidding…. Has an interest towards the Zoology… When ever I talk about Lizards and Cockroaches, you should see her bubbling interest towards those interesting creatures…. An Aspiring GRE student and if u ask her if she wants to buy a Sari … she would probably wait till August of 8^th … According to her, The world ends and begins on August of 8^th… Her interests include riding scooty at 80 kmm/hr (KMM == Kilo milli meter), shopping in Jhill Mill for 4 hours to buy matching bangles… Currently she holds the record of procuring the most fascinating irking shapes of bangles and most number of bangles. Shapes include amoeboid, square and so complex – 3D shaped entity that even our beloved sir Mr. Mahendran couldn’t explain it. According to sources, it has been the inspiration for him to do the PhD, a multi-million project that would decipher the shape….

This miss is showing immense interest in blogging and accidentally her blog name was out… it was www.’ABB’solutelyprasi.blogspot.com’. According to sources, the numerology consultation was taken up by an Expert from ‘Coimbatore’. Fun fact alert, the expert is doing is Mechanical Engineering in …. This was the amount of info. that I could gather….

Even though I enjoy stretching her emotional and anger quotient, her charm and ‘Simplicity’ make me think how good she is… Hope our bond isn’t buried in the sands of time….

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Raznok

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