Mission Muscleaando!

Me: So, What's this in-body crap all about?
Janith (pointing to the wall on which I was resting my back) : Din you go through that chart?
Ananth: No! What's that?

A short pause.

Me: That looks like fun.
Ananth: Sure! Fun for the guy who is doing it. And how come they get to charge us for this?
Me: True. As soon as I go in, I'll be like - Hey! Here I'm. All set to entertain you.

Nithin looked at me and I sensed that he felt left out.

Me: Don't worry Nithin. They'd have fun with you too.
Janith (looking at us): I'd definitely want to have a look at your results.
Me: Well, Why wait for them? Its not my first time. Fat, Fat. Fat-Fat-Fat and Fat and only Fat.
Nithin: In my case, it'd be Nothing, nothing. nothing-nothing-nothing and nothing.

All of us had a good, loud laugh and became silent immediately when we thought someone from inside was looking at us.

Janith: I bet the guys inside are betting right now?
Ananth: What bet?
Janith: The jokers outside. Two days or Three days?

The conversation had to come to a halt (at least for me). It was time for some eye exercising.

Me (in my mind): Wow! That's a good reason to come here daily!

Finally, the four of us finally joined the gym.

PS: That wasn't the exact conversation we had. I've done some amount of editing to bring it in the form of a post. But this is pretty much the gist.

Love you forever

Ain't it only been a story,
Forever I needn't be sorry.
Earlier, had I known you?
Easier, could I have swayed you?

Thou sent misery once -
Questions I had in tons.
No choice had I but accept,
For - with You, He explained it all perfect.

Terrible was the journey,
So light it seemed as I saw You and me.
Eclipsed was all the fright -
The more I held you close and tight.

Tears was the adieu I had,
For, traveling far was a craving mind.
Not realizing until again what was true -
All You, You and only You!

Letting you know how I felt,
Fair enough to you, I thought.
A stubborn million words,
All hidden under locked doors.

And one day did I find the key.
Fair would've been to me,
Had only the key worked -
With all the doors you closed.

Love was all I asked you,
Though shared was it long ago.
Had it only been so easy -
As falling for you little daisy.

Looking back I see and yearn,
All the lovely moments we'd drawn.
Though tough its gonna be,
My first love you'd always be.

Well, the crappy poet is back! :)

PS: I came across this story of a guy who has explained how much he loved this girl. It was so touching and I wanted to write about it. The small poet in me thought, why with sentences? Why not with a poem?

Incredibly Hunk

September has become a month of anniversaries for me. The Business Unit (BU) I work for completed one year today (I've been here only for 4 months now)! I'm just back from the celebrations. It was fun decorating the office floor with balloons and stuff. A few of us sneaked in early this morning (despite the heavy rains in Chennai) and set the floor up for some fun. I also hear that it is going to be a great month with fun events coming up every week. Its so good to be here and thinking about what brought me here makes me so happy. However, it is another story and I'll save it for the month end while explaining about another anniversary.

Completing a brisk one year!

Looking up and around from my cubicle

Now, September 1st, co-incidentally happens to be a very important day to me. I actually wanted to write this post as a suspense filled one quoting, "I met him last year the same day ... blah blah blah". But, that style is becoming cliched and I'm not that good at writing stuff like that. So, coming to the point, I started driving my Hunk from September 1st 2008.

It doesn't seem like a year though. The reason is that, I'm not foolish, not to notice my name printed as 'Siraj' and not as 'Sriraj' on the RC book. Last week, the lady at the insurance renewal counter pointed out that to me. :( The irony is I've been stopped for papers checking at least 6-7 times since then and it has been unnoticed yet.

The journey (takes the literal sense here) has been wonderful. 7500 kms of road fun is how I'd describe this one year of biking. Except for one bloody middle of the road dancing in(ac)cident in Madurai, we have smoothed through, haven't we? The couple of scratches and broken rear view mirror hurt more than than my broken nose. Chaps at Madurai would back me up. :)

The sad part is I never got to drive much in Coimbatore. But, I made the most of the 25 days I had. The prank I played on all my friends when I got the bike was amusing (at least for me). Vivek and Tk gave me the funniest reactions.

Topping the list of my proud possessions, this is just a year. Lot more driving to do. Lets speed through BUDDY! Happy Birthday!

When he was 10 days old

PS: When Vibu told me he had changed the appearance of his blog, I thought its time to change mine also because I changed it the last time he did.