GUNTHROAT

Sometimes God grants your wishes in the same way you intended it to be, sometimes he delays it, and sometimes he plays pranks .There is a story of Narad the rishi asking God to make his face look like Hari (the god himself), but God making him look like a monkey. The reason He gave was Hari has multiple meanings, one almighty God and the other monkey (please note the people with the same name!!!). I am a victim of his pranks. Whenever I aboard a train the first thing I check is whether there is any young woman sitting near me. But in all these years I had to be content with M46s, F56s, and M25s. Recently when I was getting into train from Salem I prayed for an F20. But what I got was a bunch of Negroes (the worst part being they tried to evangelize me). But as I said earlier God is the worst prankster. When I went to write the CAT exam on Sunday (the last place I would mind having a distraction) I encountered his nastiest prank. The tables in the exam hall were pathetic and I was shivering even with my sweaters on. When the invigilator asked me to remove my sweater, I felt like killing him. But the worst part was yet to come. The seat beside me was vacant. Suddenly a very cute girl came inside the room. I virtually stood on my knees to pray never to make her sit beside me. But as it is said, man proposes, God disposes. She sat beside me. There are two disadvantages when a good looking girl sits beside you on an exam hall. One you get distracted and would be prone to lose focus (but thank god DI was too tough even to make me look at her) and two you can’t flirt in an exam hall (especially when it is CAT). So as usual nothing miraculous happened (both on amorous and academic fronts) and I got out 2.5 hours after the obnoxious ordeal. The next thing I did was run to forum to catch a movie.
I got a ticket for ‘vaaranam aayiram’ (see it for the music and first half) and much to my frustration Surya the protagonist in the movie meets his lady love Sameera sitting opposite to him in train. But the movie was really good in the first half. When Sameera(a university topper) says she is going to US to study MS for two years Surya, who also happens to be an engineering graduate asks her, is it the one (MS) that takes you 2 years to complete? She is career oriented and he is a quintessential vagabond. She still falls in love with him when he comes all the way to US for his love towards her. She accepts him for all his drawbacks (multiple backlogs and happy jolly attitude towards life). I thoroughly enjoyed the movie’s first half (don’t ask me about the second half). It brings back memories of an old friend who told me that she can’t love a person because he couldn’t solve aptitude questions as fast as she could and she can’t even think of settling with a man inferior to her in academics. When will these women break the glass ceiling???

And thus the long wait is coming to an end. Tomorrow is the day all have been waiting eagerly. In less than 24 hours I will be on my way to JP Nagar where my CAT examination centre is. For the information of all my friends preparations are in full swing, I have almost completed reading Oscar Wilde’s ‘The Picture of Dorian Grey’. I am also reading Thomas Friedman’s new book ‘Hot, Flat and crowded’. As for DI, Quant and VA are concerned, I have lost hope. There are two types of people who can go to an exam hall with a calm mind, the ones who have studied everything and the ones who have studied nothing. No prize for guessing in which category I belong to.
Next week I may be going to thirupathi. It has been a long time since I have been there. On November 23rd there is IIFT entrance. After that I will most probably be leaving to Trivandrum. Before leaving I must go for the book fest, then I should go and see horse racing in the turf club (though I cannot bet on any horse, considering my pecuniary state), and finally I want to go to the ISKON temple.
Life in Bangalore was great; I will never repent for coming here and preparing. I enjoyed my life here. Daily calls from Vishal, Lakshman and my sister made sure that I never felt lonely. Shobha kunjamma and Gopi chacha made sure that my life was meaningful and productive. Where can you have an uncle who says not to sit at home reading and watching TV but to go out and warm your blood or atleast see some beautiful women. I love him more than ever before. When I came here he pushed me to go to gym. I survived amidst Hulk Hogans and Schwarzeneggers for two months after which I succumbed to the winter and discontinued. I had great fun in appu’s place sipping beer and whisky. I will be missing both my cousins vinu and appu. Trivandrum will be boring without Ranjith. The only solace will be Gauri my sweet little niece, I can see her learn to walk and talk till April. Bangalore I will be missing you very much. This year I parted with too many people. All the wonderful people in in kunjatukkara (in cochin), Ranjith, all my college mates. Then I came to this mega city and hoped that leaving it won’t be as painful as leaving Cochin. But now I understand I loved Bangalore as well, with its speed, vibrancy, celebrations. I could see glimpses of happiness even in the eyes of street urchins. Those eyes told me to move on, to enjoy every moment of my life to make sure that I never repent the past. Adios Bangalore, thank you for teaching me to live and never to complain.