Few days ago, it was around 8pm when I was eagerly waiting for a train in lingampally railway station. I was fortunate to meet one of my school friend veena. It is always a gifted shock when we meet our old friends. Anyways, a minute after our shocking smile, we went busy with our talks related to our jobs and her husband. I was happy that day to meet her unexpectedly.

Exactly two days after our meet, I was returning home from office and I got down the train in my stop. It was around 8:30 in the night and I decided to eat chat as there was no one at my home. When I was eating, I got a call from one of my friend satish. I was struggling hard to implement multitasking of cell talking and chat eating. During my struggle, an excited “hi” pinged my ears which triggered my neck to take a back turn. It was veena again. I thanked God immediately and told satish that I'll be calling back and pressed red button of my cell phone with great force.

I started walking with her. It is just 2 minutes walk to her place and in that short time she came to know that I'm going to skip my dinner. The next moment, she invited me to her place and I was really shocked to hear. I really didn't had words to say and she didn't give me chance to skip the deal. In order to share even more happyness, I forced her to call Anusha, other school friend of ours. She agreed to come and I left to my home for refreshment.

We three used to go to one tution during our 10th class and they know all levels of myself. Though we stay at one place, we never met anytime to share our talks. Only cell phones did that job. So I was really excited to meet them both at a time. After 15 minutes, we met and shared loads of fun for nearly one hour. When I was eating, suddenly one thing striked my mind and it was- I didn't pay for my samosa chat :P. I told the same thing to both of them and anusha replied- “nuvvu happy khadha??”.. hehe happyness unexpected.!!

PS: meeting old friends is always sweet. I hope everyone tastes it :)

It’s been a long-time since I wrote a blog. The reasons behind this time gap are training exam, lab evaluation, case study stuff, release formalities of training, entering into TCS. But to be frank, all these reasons never made me too busy that I don't even have some time to write a blog. I had ample amount of time in the last few days and I was even ready to blog. But every time when I sat to put in some stuff, I lacked words striking my mind.!! And with lack of words, interest got degraded. I tried to know what's happening with me, and I didn't get any answer back. But one thing I can say - “I'm not fine, but I'm happy ;)”

After my entry into TCS Deccan Park, time never gave me chance to value time. I rarely used to look at time because when we are on bench, that doesn't make any sense.My time ignorance process continued for one complete week. And today, the day after a week in TCS, I seriously thought of putting an end to my struggle for words. Whole of the morning session was spent in cafeteria. Nothing has pinged my mind about blog. After our lunch, I went to library for the first time, along with Sneha and Varsha. To feel library environment or in other sense, to create library environment, I took one magazine from the rack and got settled in a seat. Though I was referring that magazine, I was thinking about what I should write in a blog. I told the same thing to Sneha, and I received an excellent reply- “write something re”. I just smiled and turned my eyes on to the book. Though I was not interested in reading that book, I was turning pages to find something interesting. Suddenly, I came across the line “struggling for words” which made me think. The line depicted my present situation and I decided to write a blog on this title. And my decision got implemented.

In the evening, we got our permanent ID cards. From now on, we can hear beep sound whenever we access our card :P. Though this beep sound is not important in the present context, I just shared as a matter of memory. By the way, at the end of the day, I'm happy for navya getting transferred to Chennai as she wished. Happy ending to my struggle for words.. and will be back very soon with glimpses of fun..!!

Today, I got up late in the morning as yesterday night I went to have dinner with all my friends. As I had a nice dinner, I had a sound sleep last night. My parents and sister were out of station and I'm alone at home. Had nothing to do apart from washing my clothes. No one was there online in orkut to scrap. Thought of spending some time with TV. But the Mangalore Air crash news didn't allow me to enjoy the entertainment stuff. So, I managed to sleep again after washing my clothes. To provide some work to myself, I went to Sudha hotel to have my lunch at 4pm. This part of my life is known as laziness. I'm sure, after joining TCS, this day is my first weekend day on which I was free almost the whole day.

In the evening, I tried to concentrate on some or the other stuff. Tried to edit few photos but that didn't progress as I didn't get any ideas. Tried to design my blog template, but that didn't happen as I lack knowledge. Atlast tried to concentrate on dotNet topics- delegates and event handlers, but I couldn't handle this event even. I felt to myself, this day is one of the best boring day of my recent days. Atlast, at around 6.30pm, I decided that I couldn't bear my boredom anymore. So, I decided to goto my favourite spot JamesStreet's Railway footover bridge. Actually, Sun was out when I went out to have my dinner in the afternoon. But, I don't know that it rained later. So, when I came out at 6.30, the climate was very cool and I enjoyed it.. and I even felt that “this is the right time to goto JamesStreet.” Meanwhile, I provided some work to my iPod Codecs.

During my walk to railway station at my place, I felt like eating chat as the climate encouraged me. So, without hesitating, I ate it. After eating, I started to Station, but unfortunately it started drizzling. Before I reached station, it rained heavily. So, after reaching station, I decided to drop my plan of going to JamesStreet. I stayed there at that station for a while until the rain stopped. Though I dropped my plan, I decided to walk over the bridge near my place. I can say, this is my “decision of the day.” I reached Balkampet within very less time. I started walking over the bridge. Climate was damn cool. Hold on.. Twist in my narration again- i.e. It started raining again. I couldn't hide myself under any roof as I was over the bridge. I started running back to Balkampet, and I reached Light Sun Cafe, the cafe which I visit often (Of course, these days I'm rarely visiting beacause of my job). Had a cup of hot tea in a cool rain. Waited again till the rain has stopped. I started back to home. I decided this time- “I'm not gonna stop even if it rains.” It didn't rain till I covered half of the bridge. But to increase few lines of this blog, it drizzled again. I had only 2 options at that time i.e. Either go back or move forward. As I was in the middle of the bridge, I didn't try to look back :P. I came back home walking in the rain protecting my iPod ear phones. I can say, that was a pleasing end to the boring day as I enjoyed my little time walk in the rain..

P.S: I thank my friend Varsha (Rain) as it rained. “Thanks Rain :P.“

Exactly 3 days before this date, early in the morning at 6 am, I received a call from my friend. I was asked to get ready soon in 15 minutes. My friend was in a hurry, so he didn't say me about his plan. However, I was ready in 15 minutes. Yash and Venky came to my place, picked me, and we started to KPHB. It was around 7am I guess when our car stopped at UCO bank. There were already few people standing in the line, and within no time I was asked to join the line. I didn't say you what we were actually trying to do. That day, our last 60 minute hurry-show was to buy tickets for India vs Australia Cricket match. Bank opened at 10.30am, and tickets are in our hand at around 12. No doubt.. we showed our extreme patience levels..!!

Two days passed...

The actual cricket feel had begun on November 5th, after the birthday celebration of venky. It was midnight when me andRaviteja went to balanagar to get vinyl prints which we ordered for the match. However, our midnight ride ended after one hour when we came back to venky's room to sleep. The worst part of that time was Harsha didn't allow me to sleep and we both had a long chat (not online.. its live :P) for two hours. That midnight chat troubled me which you'll come to know very soon.

Early morning, at around 6.30 am, I got up and started to my place. I was bit weak that day. May be due to fever which I had for the last 2 days or may be due to previous night's bike ride or may be due to that sleepless chat with Harsha. However, I didn't had any option of bunking that cricket match. Though if I had that option, I would have not opted for it because “Cricket ke liye.. anything.. in any situation.. :P”. All of us started at around 10.30am and we were at the stadium by 12pm. Actual excitement had begun then. It was very hot, and there are already thousands of people lined up. We had no option other than increasing the count of number of people standing in the line. However, after sometime, we entered in (Camera was not allowed.. very disappointed). Till that day, I had a wrong opinion that watching match live in a stadium is strainful, and I even thought that the players are not clearly visible. My opinion is true to some extent but not completely.

The match had started at 2.30pm with Australians occupying the pitch. The first thing which I felt was... “when we watch a match in television, 22yard pitch gets filled in our eyes.. whereas if we watch it in a stadium, the whole ground gets filled in our eyes..”. It was really a great feeling watching live in the stadium. But, we had a disappointing afternoon that day as Australians were in full swing. I slept for one hour due to my weakness, and also because of the soothing musical notes produced from Cameron White's bat. His exposure on that day helped Australia to reach 350 run mark.

In the 30minute session break, all of us gained some energy and we were ready with flags and banners. Our eager wait ended when Sachin came out looking up at the sky. As Sachin need 7 more runs to reach to his 17000run mark, for every run scored by him, the crowd showed their heights of vocal power. The moment he scored his 7th run, the crowd produced huge decibels of sound. I think “huge decibels of noise” is more apt. Let it be anything.. Sachin deserves everything. It was really a great feeling joining my hands to applaud the little master. The later part of the match was damn good as Sachin went on to score 175. Once imagine my level of excitement that day as I watched my Cricketing idol performing. Credit goes to my friend Venky for his Cricket match wish. Though India lost the match by 3 runs, we were really happy as we saw Sachin implementing his classic shots all around the ground. So, the date, 5th November 2009, was very memorable to us as we all experienced Sachin's master class that day..

P.S: Congrats to Sachin for his Double Century in ODIs. I thought of writing this blog after his 200 knock, but I was busy :P.

At every phase of our life, we are accompanied by our friends. It is always good to have friends by your side to tease, to hurt and to support. But sometimes, we are forced to move apart. It generally happens with school friends, as in those days we do not have any contact numbers to save or to distribute. Initially, We miss them. Slowly, time makes us to forget them.. and now they own the name Old Friends...

School days were the days during which the originality of ours play a major role. 10 years of schooling, and we know each other since childhood, so we never try to impress anyone, and thus the originality comes into picture. Years pass as seasons pass.. but memories stay with us to make us smile. Suddenly, one day, we may/will get a chance to meet our old friends to trigger those old beautiful memories.. and I'm sure.. that day is really a special day.

I have few friends in my life whom I missed. I thought I would never meet them again because it has been around 7 years after our schooling. But i'm fortunate to meet 2 of my old friends after 7 years. Recently, I somehow got my friend Rama Krishna's number and we both talked to each other but never thought of meeting due to our busy schedule :P. Anyways, even laziness has its limits.. right?? so we planned to meet each other. On march 16th 2010, I met my friend RamaKrishna finally. During our school days, I was very short and I used to be the third person standing in line during our prayer time. And now when I met RK, of course after our tight hug, he said “you are comparatively tall now..” and I experienced unconditional proud. We spent nearly 3 hours and recollected our memories. A bench in Krishna Kanth park should thank us as we made her to bear friends instead of lovers..!!

Around 5 days later, I received a call from the same guy RK, and the callsummary was that he talked to Durga (other school friend), and they are planning to meet the next sunday. I was ready for this meet too. But we thought of making it somemore special. So we spoked to few other school friends who are in touch with us and we planned a small get together. We made sure of hiding this plan from Durga. On march 28th 2010, we reached Birla Mandir, and we were waiting for Durga's call. She made uswait for longtime, and finally called RKafter her class (I don't know the details of her course). Atlast, after few call processings, our ex-Leader Durga reached birla mandir. We all were ready to surprise her. As planned, RK met her. He made her to walk towards us. The moment she saw us.. she was speechless (but mouth opened). Once imagine, a girl who was prepared to meet only one friend.. and all of a sudden, she was forced to meet 7 other friends that too after 7 years.. Great feeling.. isn't it?? The initial hours of our meet were really tough as silence played its part. But as I already said school friends are friends with whom we never implement shy. We started our recollecting session and the later hours were so special for us as we travelled back to our school days.Felt really happy to see Vinay Teja, Sandeep (Mowgli), Anusha (topper), Sarojini (Jini), Sravanthi (she hates the name Sravs), RK (the actor) and Durga Venu (the leader, angry young girl). I can proudly say.. we all forced a note of an emotional joy in to our voice..

P.S: I have two more friends whom I'm willing to meet in my life. They are Preethi and Vidya Sagar. Hope I meet them one day.

Nearly 10 months after my college, on march 18th 2010, I was called to strike the software industry. This date is already special to me as it is one of my friend's birthdate and I'm fortunate to start my career on this day. Though the days after college made me more lazy than ever, it also showed me the excess patience levels which I had. Anyways, whether we learn something or we unlearn something, it is always good to say Past is Past.

On 18th, at around 5 am, my cellphone's alarm woke me up. Few habits in life never change and of course they should not change. To make the previous statement true, I switched off my alarm and went back to sleep again. But I should really thank cellphones for introducing “snooze” feature, because of which the alarm shouted again after 10 minutes, and this time I realised and didn't shut my eyes for more than 2 seconds. My plan was to leave my home at 6.45, but I was ready by 6.30. I was dressed in a light blue shirt which my mom liked, and a black trouser which my mom insisted not to wear as it was/is black in colour. I satisfied both mom and myself. As I had 15 minutes more to start, I just provided some work to our mirror which is fixed in a pink coloured frame. Both me and my mirror experienced the new “me” because I had put on my tie that day. When I was busy setting my tie, my phone rang and it was Venky from UK. Though the time was not convenient for him to call, he managed to ring my number and wished me. I felt proud to have such time managing friends and received his wishes. Few minutes later, I started from home, went to kukatpally.

Met Varun there, and we both started to CMC gachibowli on our 100cc Honda Activa. I guess it is 100cc, i'm not sure. Let it be anything, we both reached our spot in time with an average speed of “some”kmph. We need to make few settings to ourselves before entering into campus. So we stopped few yards out from the campus, and this time provided some work to honda activa's mirror. We both felt that everything was fine except tie. Anyways, we entered into CMC with different emotions such as excitement, bit tensed, irritation created by tie, happiness, eagerness and the words goes on.

Everything till now was so interesting.. right?? I used 2 paragraphs for narrating 3 hours. And now I just need one paragraph to narrate my next 6 hours of the day. The narration starts now- we all were called in at around 9am. We were sent into CMC's auditorium, the place with less air and special light effects. Initially, there was a presentation about TCS. I have no words to talk about it now as I couldn't hear most of the presentation. Batches were divided later on. Document verification started. Had our lunch after sometime. Post lunch session continued with document stuff. Everyone waited eagerly/patiently until their chance to submit their 100 rupees stamp paper which has print of service agreement on it. At around 3.30pm, document verification was done and we were asked to leave. Spent sometime in the campus, and later started back home.

Before reaching our places, we went to yash's home to describe CMC's auditorium experiences. Shared our 6 hours experience in less than 6 lines. After less than one hour, we started back home. At around 5pm, I reached my place. Answered my mom's questions which I already expected. One hour later, I called Joseph, and I went back to kukatpally again to meet him as that day was his birthday. Right from the day on which I got my joining date, he made sure to tell me that my joining day was very auspicious day. So I went to him to share some part of the auspicious day with him, and of course to eat his birthday cake. Spent sometime with him, nearly 2 hours I guess.. and I started back home. Though my friend Joseph funnily quoted it as auspicious day, I feel it was really a very auspicious day to start my career..

P.S: I didn't expect that I can write this long about this day.. I rock..!!

Few years back, before I had internet connection in my PC, I used to raise a question- “Though friends meet daily, and when cellphones are available, how can people chat killing most of their time??”. After some days, internet was available on my PC and I started chatting with my friends. I never thought of my killing time question again. My initial chatting days were really tough as I used to switch between different chatting windows with rapid speed. The first thing I felt was “it provides good exercise to fingers”. Also, it keeps your mind fresh provided you use limited version of chatting.

Chatting is the best way to share. I feel the best time to chat is during college days. No matter how meaningless the topic is.. it always provides excitement and fun when discussed. It makes you share about yourself which tongue cannot share. It can be used to discuss about many things like friends, movies, old memories, news, gossips and sometimes subject topics, of course we rarely go with the last one. No doubt after chatting, your mind gets refreshed. College days chatting is the first phase in chatting which everyone enjoys by sharing fun.

Times change. College days turn into college memories. Friends become bit busy with their careers and further studies. There are few friends who stayed connected to us for few years and we rarely used to chat with them. And now, they go abroad for their studies and within no time we add their Ids to our messenger list. Previously, we rarely used to chat with them and now we regularly chat with them to stay connected. This is the second phase in chatting. First phase deals with fun, and second deals with fun and also pain of missing them. Anyways, life goes on, and we get habituated to every phase.

After many days, I came across my killing time question again. But this time, I was able to answer it. The answer is- “Chatting gives you chance to share which tongue cannot share, of course not in all cases. Also, it keeps you connected with your old friends”. Life also means.. .3 old friends, 3 separate cities, 3 coffee mugs.. and 1 internet messenger.

P.S: Avoid long hours of chatting. You can chat regularly to stay connected but use limited time chatting. Happy Chatting :).

Most of the happenings in life are never expected. They may bring in happiness or unhappiness. But people often give much importance to unhappiness. I agree that tough times degrade a person. But if we observe the last phrase again, we can find an answer that “it is just time”. Time moves on. Remember, neither happiness nor sorrows stays forever.

When you fall at any instant of life, your family or friends will definitely give their hand to make you stand again. But it is your dreams or goals which gives back your strength to move again. You may or may not achieve your dreams, but as far as I feel dreaming is always good as it keeps your life on moving track. There is no meaning in going through life without a destination, and it is dreams which play a role of destination. Once you make a dream, you'll definitely enjoy the journey towards your dream and enjoying the journey is what we call or what we should call- “living life”.

Obstacles are placed in the path of your life, not to trouble you but to make you more tougher than before. They are put in our way to see if what we want is really worth fighting for.. Whenever you fail to cross an obstacle, remember the line “if you never failed.. you never lived..!!” and don't let your hopes come down. Keeping your hopes alive will always give you good fruits in the near days. Hope is a good thing.. . may be the best of things.. and remember “no good thing ever dies”. When you make sure that you don't cease your efforts for your dream, you'll meet with a success unexpected.

So.. Friends.. make few dreams, love them and live your life. I feel,"dreams & hope" are two stones to light a fire called success.

In my first year of Engineering, I was called out of the class for cricket selections. Ground was already occupied by many seniors of my branch, and without any hesitancy, I questioned myself-”Did I commit a mistake by raising hand when seniors asked for guys who knew cricket??”. Before I could answer to my self made question, I was called by a senior with whom I can surely win Heavy Weight Competition. He asked me to bowl for sometime as I told him that I'm a bowler. After my break-less bowling for nearly an hour, he came to me and told that I got selected. He also told sweetly that you are not going to play in the match as the team got already filled. As a junior, I didn't had any words that day, but I was dare enough to ask him for his name. He simply said “I'm mango”. I thought he was hiding his actual name as seniors generally do.

Many days later, in my 2nd year, I met mango again for the same reason Cricket. During our match practising, our Physical Trainer (named asPitapuram by Mango) came to us and talked to us. In between talks, he addressed Mango with the same name Mango. Then I came to a conclusion that Mango is not just the name used by students. That day, I eagerly asked mango for his actual name, and he said- “my name is Rajesh, but most of them call me mango”.

Later, in my 3rd year 2nd semester, mango joined our batch as he got detained due to lack of attendance. As I was already familiar to this guy, I never felt him as a new face. With in few days, we were turned in to good friends. One fine day, I eagerly asked him about the story behind his name mango.

He said- “In my first year, I used to be bit weird towards seniors. One day, in bus, one of my senior asked me for mango fruit. I told him “as it is winter, we wont get those fruits now”. Senior took my words as a chance and asked me to bring mangoes the next day. I took that as a funny deal and didn't think of it. That evening, when I was out, to my surprise I found mangoes. As a junior, I thought of fooling that senior and bought those mangoes immediately. Next day, the mango lover asked me for mangoes, and within no time I kept those unripened mangoes in his hands. He was speechless. I think the news of mangoes spread like wildfire in his class. The same evening, when I came out of our block, I saw seniors sitting on the lawn. One girl from my seniors, who knew the story of mangoes called me-“Oye”. Though I knew that she was calling me, I didn't respond. After trying twice, she called me- “Mango”, and I looked at her. That's it, my name Mango started that way”. I was continuously laughing in the bus after hearing to his story as I never heard this sort of story behind a nickname. 


Later on, I enjoyed his company every time. I still remember, one day when I asked him an unanswerable question, mango's reply was a song- “ee ushakiranaaluu...” (a starting song in ETV channel). I was shocked in happiness and gave him a tight hug when he came to my place in the night on my birthday. We used to enjoy sitting in Ramu dhaba. It was because of him, my cell phone's speaker got repaired as he always used to listen my phone songs with maximum volume. I couldn't forget the day when I got eliminated in one of the interview, as this guy made me feel much better. Though I'm missing those days with him, my days with mango will be stored forever in my heart..

Life is a good book when it is filled with relations. God gives us relatives, and we choose our friends. We never know- how a friendship starts? It can start with a smile, a small help, a funny joke, and so on. Whatever may be the reason, we get connected and once it is tightened up, we feel as if we are two kings ruling a kingdom called friendship.

The best part of friendship is respecting differences. If you can overlook those small differences, you will never miss the great feel in your relation. I personally believe in the line, “Differences are never differences until we look them as differences”.

Since my childhood, I have a friend named BalKishan, a guy from Rajasthani family. Our relation started by sharing chocolates. It grew by sharing pens. It got the name friendship when we shared our differences. Yes, we both differ in most of the cases. But we still enjoy each other's company. He wholeheartedly shows disrespect towards studies. He hate relations. He never cares people and of course me. Most of the times, we fight because of Sachin Tendulkar i.e. If Tendulkar fails to perform in important matches, then I need to face a tough war from him as I support Tendulkar. I never expect a call from him until and unless he has some urgency. Though I hate most of him, one thing overcomes that hate and it is- whenever I'm tensed up with exams, he says “Come off, lets play cricket, I'm sure you'll do well anyways”. His confidence on me kills my hate on him.

All I can say is, never say to your friend what you dont like instead know what your friend likes. You do what all you can do to your friend but never expect a single minute from your friend because expectations are the source for disappointment. Lastly, “If you need a good friend, observe only goodness in him/her and you be a friend.. till the end..”.