Two years at the Capital...

Here I am back to what I considered the best relaxation 6 months earlier....On 2nd June 2010 I completed two years at the Escorts (Fortis) Heart Institute, New Delhi. This is the longest period I have worked anywhere since 2004.. When I reached Delhi on June 1st 2008, I never thought I will be here till 2010!!!!.. Something to cheer about .. or in my terms - A milestone !!!! I would not mind calling it an achievement..

Relocating to the capital was one of the decisions I made in less than a day..While I generally think a lot (too much at times) and discuss with people this decision was something I did on my own and surprised a few people around!!! Some felt this was coming while few were wondering what I would do in Delhi while few others felt I had a "undisclosed master plan"!!!!!!.. There were a few who were worried on how I would manage in hindi as all I knew was "Ek Gaon Mein ek kissan rehatha tha" and "Ek maar dho thukadaa"..

The blind over confidence that I had always carried with me never allowed me to worry about such genuine problems. A week in Mumbai in January 2008 and a week in north india in April 2008 meant I knew I could survive here, after all a lot of people from elsewhere survive in Chennai too...Food was never going to be a problem as I always liked north indian dishes.. the only concern I had was the cost of living here but the adventurous mind in me never wanted to let this opportunity go... Over and above all these I wasnt happy at Chennai anymore - an open secret...

Having travelled by the Tamil Nadu express a month earlier I had liked the train and its speed and hence decided to make my big trip by TN.. the journey like most of my other journeys is well etched in the mind.. Irritant co passengers, Ever cribbing elderly people travelling by free passes,adventurous youngsters all made my journey enjoyable.. special mention about Indian Railways here as the train was running late by 5 hours!!!!!!! I was probably the only soul in the whole train who was happy about it. Reasons - The time i had to spend at room in delhi would decrease and I could see the stations (Vijayawada, Balarshah, Gwalior and Jhansi) I missed in the previous trip while sleeping

Finally the train reached Hazrat Nizamuddin by 1 pm and I had a pleasant surprise... It was drizzling and being a huge fan of rain I instantly felt good.... Capital welcomed me with rain - as if it was just for me....On reaching Escorts I had to wait for my old friend Mr Bijender Singh Bali to guide me to the accommodation I was given... A special thanks here to Ms. Poonkodi Priya and Ms. Nivedita who had arranged for my accommodation...I could see the lotus temple from my room, a sight that often was refreshing...

Bali was instrumental in helping me acclimatise to the local market and shops, gettina a prepaid sim card - all within hours of arrival.. By evening I had already become comfortable about the place and a little about hospital too... Thanks to Bali... If not for his company I am not sure If I would have lasted here this long...

It was also the final of the first IPL and we watched it together till the midnight...Wasnt able to sleep then - new place, Delhi!!!!! and finally I was there at the very same hospital I wished to see way back in 2002!!!!!I was as usual confident (over) about getting used to the work place - after all I was joining a unit that had people who had trained/supervised me earlier and a few whom I had known already...

I had no problems with food - enjoyed north indian food provided by the hospital, wondering why people crib about the food quality (I didnt know all those items could be made better).. Instantly I felt comfortable with most of the colleagues if not all... Suddenly life appeared very easy... I felt handicapped only when i was in streets alone - communication problem...

Life had been hardly easier than the initial six months in delhi... Every month I had atleast 3-4 days off with minimum of 2 free weekends (something I had not known for 15 months before)... I traveled quite a bit - Chennai, Mumbai, Kolkatta, Jaipur and Saharanpur... I was feeling great that I had traveled to all the four metros in space of 2 months.....

I started enjoying work more than ever before partly because I was in a crowd of people who worked much harder than I do.....Had opportunity to work with few interesting people quite a lot of learning as well as fun..For most part there was a balance between work and fun... A few additions too - laptop and my little zen estilo all came because of escorts....

Delhi roads are something that amazed me since the first visit.. Time and again these roads provoke the thoughts of traveling more...

Delhi metro is something everyone mentions about. In my opinion Roads and Metro are the pride of the capital while there is nothing worthy to talk about the buses and trains (my favourite topic though)...Being here my dreams to visit more places have increased.....I hope to visit all those wonderful places and hopefully write a blog after another 365 days...

Mi(e)ssed Opportunities/Chances...

Sometime in the recent past, after reading few blogs I thought of writing useful and serious posts....A risky thought considering that I have just a handful of active readers and more importantly my limitations might be badly exposed....The response to my previous post not only surprised me but also convinced me to write one on similar lines.. and serious posts stand postponed indefinitely....

It is often said that one does not get too many opportunities to achieve what he/she wished or in other words one gets very less opportunities to succeed in life... For reasons unknown, I have been blessed with so many chances- time and again.. Not something I can ever be proud off or boast about - I have successfully missed many of those, infact messed as the title reads....

1989- I was in class II and was appearing for an entrance test for class II in Kendriya Vidyalaya. It was the first time a solo photo of mine was shot (passport size for application) and also the first time I learnt how to write my name in hindi.. The test was in English, Maths and Hindi. While I had no problems with the former two, the latter was like latin... I was well prepared (practised writing all my family members names, 1 -10, town, school names) but there werent any of these asked.. Instead missing alphabets/odd man out kinda stuff were asked and the result - I was at home even before my dad reached home....A chance to join CBSE system went begging.....

1998- I had passed SSLC with good marks and wanted to join computer science - not because I liked it but the hatred I had for biology and computers sounded good...As usual I wasnt serious enough about it and the very thought of travelling by two buses, leaving home at 7 AM to go to school changed my mind and I joined maths/biology - a decision I never thought would bring me here at Delhi a decade later...another wonderful chance to shape my future I missed...

2000- I had to choose a foundation for rest of my life - the best possible decision could be made at this stage if at all one..I did choose one in an extremely careless and arrogant way, just taken back by the infrastructure of Madras Medical Mission and the fact that the university was BITS- Pilani..Few months into the course I knew I wasnt meant to be there as it was too demanding and I possessed very little drive to reach greater heights and success...To join this, I had left(missed?) the B.Sc computer Science in Govt college, Ooty!!!. Here again computers obviously sounded better than some assistant....

2005 - By then I had learnt to live through whatever I chose in a happier and enjoyable manner... A year I would remember for the number of opportunities I threw in wind...I am still surprised on how in short span of time I managed to throw away three opportunities to abroad at a fortune (not just financial..) that I would never reach again....

2006 - I had decided to get back to studying and my luck I got selected for M.Sc Genetics and M.Sc Biotechnology in Vellore Institute of Technology...As I didnt want a experience similar to that of my B.S, I decided to do a field survey myself and spoke to almost all the students.. Result - I didnt join!!!!. But the tragic follow up in my part was whatever I felt as shortcomings/drawbacks were all rectified in that academic year..... Another chance messed up......

2007 - Was tired and bored with all the mess ups ( not down though...) and decided to take everything as it comes....(golden rule of failing consistently - start saying " am cool and take things as it comes")......

May be in future (if not in the near future) I will write a sequelae to this post....

Aim, Ambition, Achievement, (Day)Dreams....

It has been a while since I blogged - courtesy my vacation, a little testing times personally, my newly acquired habit of sleeping for long hours and a little busy work schedule (not really though!!!).Though I have been thinking for a while about writing, something kept me away - the usual laziness of mine...And when I finally shrugged it off to write one the best thing I could think of is my habit of being consistently inconsistent....So here I am writing some of my aims, ambitions, dreams and hobbies.... There was one thing in common - I pursued none of them seriously...

As my memory dates back to 1991, I was in class III and I remember my first major aim was to maintain a pencil without losing /breaking it for atleast a week...Invariably I never succeeded and very soon I changed my aim to something different like maintaining my uniform clean or shoes intact...As I moved to higher classes (IVth, Vth) my aims were to keep my pens' nib intact.I still remember my parents always bought two nibs being very sure that I wud somehow break one. Soon the herculean task like keeping the school bag untorn came in... and alas... I failed again.....

The strange fact is that I still have my first geometry box (since 4th std), fountain pen that I used from 8th std to graduation, A reynold s jetter from 2002 to till date!!!!!!!!!

It was in this juncture(1993) that me and some of my very good friends in the class V(Suman Prabhu, Umar Farooq, Theodar Pratap, Suguna, Maraswamy) had a common dream!!!!!..I still wonder why we had such a dream - to leave DEMS and join CFHSS!!!! a bad one, just for the sake of a saturday holiday....While this bad dream came true for me, Suman and Maraswamy, Theoder and Umar were fortunate to be in DEMS for another 5 years..(Poor Suguna died in a bus accident while coming for entrance exam only!!).Certainly I dont consider this as dream came true, after all I didnt know this would be such a bad turning point in life...

There was very little as my achievements in the next 5 years and none in the subsequent two years... If passing SSLC and 12th are called achievements then most people would laugh if not all.But I would call them so...SSLC was achievement because I topped the school and 12th because I passed with the percentage that I had promised my parents I would get..I too graduated with a Bachelor's degree with distinction - Achievement or not???????? I would say yes....

Joining CFHSS was the only dream that lasted till it became true.. Most of my other dreams were short lived and most were only day dreams... My ambitions were even worse - they changed faster than the seasons and months, particularly between 1996 to 1999...When I won a couple of painting competitions, I dreamt of being a better painter than my master. Harsha Bhogle, Geoffrey Boycott, Tony Craig, Richie Benaud and Bill Lawry inspired me to think of being a cricket journalist. Bowlers like Harvinder Singh, Debasis Mohanty, Abey Kuruvilla and Dodda Ganesh were Indian pace bowlers then and I thought I was probably the "superfast" bowler for future India - after all like these names I should also join MRF pace academy... thats it... This dream vanished the day I learnt about the money involved to get into such academies and every street in the country will have a dozen dreaming like me...

It was in 1998 (class 11th) that I came to know places like National Defence Academy(NDA) Pune and Indian Military Academy (IMA) Dehradun existed through my friends Jayakrishnan, Anantharaman, Daniel Eric and Karthik who were preparing for exam. It felt good to tell people " I am preparing for NDA" but this ambition didnt last that long even!!!! It disappeared the day I tried to solve a problem in that NDA preparation book.. Even today I wish to visit the IMA which is just few hours away from here...(near yet so far????)

By 1999 my aim/dream/ambition became fixed for the first time - to pass 12th and get a B.Sc admission in some college!!! (BE or MBBS was never in day dreams even) and I managed to do it successfully..Post 2000 I had learnt to dream small and was extremely happy when happened.. Living in banglore, travel by flights, visiting various places - all these happened!!!!

I would love to own a LANCER someday, visit the Alps and the Himalayas, always loved Pets and wish to have many... And may be watch a cricket match at the WACA - Perth, MCG and the Lord's.....after all its all dreams.....

Finally a train journey after a while......

It has been a while, 3 months exactly since my last train journey.. Busy work schedule, foggy winter and lazy attitude meant no travel and finally i decided to break this routine... As usual Saharanpur was my destination and for a change i got a AC chair car seat easily in dehradun shatabdi 2017... It was pretty dark in the morning and i had made up my mind not to waste time on clicking pictures as 2017 had same dirty coaches built in 93 -94... The biggest surprise of the morning was the clean platform no 15, only the first time i found a clean platform in New Delhi railway station.. The train wasnt too crowded and I spent most of my time sleeping... Surprise no 2 was idli vada being served in this part of the country...

It was pretty much a boring journey with too many irritant passengers around - shouting at the peak of their voices in their mobiles - all at same time.. The train was 20 mins behind the schedule but this is how trains here run.. I found a tempo/share auto to Sarsawa, a small place on the NH 73, my ultimate destination.. The third surprise of the day was the smooth relaid NH 73.... The road is usually very bumpy... At the end of the journey I was pretty happy having slept well all through ..

The return journey was the most entertaining part of the whole trip - I wanted it to be so just because the onward journey was boring... On entering the station the display showed that Jalandar New Delhi express was late by 2 hours and I sensed the fun I was going to have due to that....This is a day train that caters all season ticket holders/daily commuters and two hours late meant whole of the crowd would be in the next earliest train which was 25 minutes behind this one. I had my reservation in Dehradun Indore express, the next one.. Though I had reservation I had to compete with the crowd to get into my side upper berth(no 8, the first bay)....

The Sleeper coach was filled with so many people just like an general bogie, but I was satisfied with my undisturbed position... The daily commuters expressed their unhappiness on why this train had to have sleeper instead of chair car and that they had little place to stand.....Apart from the vendors, daily commuters and trans genders/beggars policemen taking the accused to Meerut is a common sight in this sector... This time two accused were handcuffed to each other and three policemen with rifles companied them - yes thats the right word.. One of them held a long chain, the other end of which had the accused with the handcuff...

I woke up from sleep irritated by the smell of beedi and tried to see who the hell was smoking....And no prizes for guessing....It were those policemen sitting in the doorway but it wasnt just that....!!!! they shared the beedi with those accused and what I saw after that pumped up my adrenaline... All the 5 of them were playing cards, (not a bad time pass I guess) and I wanted to capture this on my camera.... But the very thought getting beaten by all of them and being thrown off the train cooled me off .... Hence I continued to watch the entertainment they provided....

A young lady committed the biggest mistake of her life by going to the washroom, the doorway of which was guarded by the 5 great people and other men... The manner in which all those men behaved with her and the smile that was seen even on policemen face....gosh!!!....It was a sight I wish I dont see again anytime, anywhere.A while later one of the policemen went to the washroom and guess what?????? he handed over his rifle to one of the accused, probably he didnt trust his colleagues!!!!!.... Most passengers around made fun of this but the police guy never appeared to be embarrassed.... May be he was used to it or he took it as a compliment!!!!!!

This little incident lightened my mood for a while..Soon the undisputed owners of indian railways came to claim their tax from passengers... Transgenders..!!!!! I hate them obviously for their filthy behaviour and the minute I saw someone i pretended to sleep...My gud luck that one creature left me alone and moved on....This one creature held lot of rupee notes between her fingers like a bus conductor and this one too did the mistake going to gang..... I have seen police accepting bribe in the past but this was the first time I saw a police snatch money from someone.... Of all people, these guys dont spare beggars/trans-genders as well!!!!! yuks........

All these filthy people got off the train at Meerut and rest of the journey was pretty much uneventful....While my initial plan was to write more about the lovely little DEMS, this nothing short of adventurous journey changed my ideas..... This wasnt a memorable journey but unfortunately whatever I had witnessed will continue to stay in my memory for ever....This kind of scenes I doubt if it ll be found anywhere other than this part of the country, though there may be few exceptions.....

DEMS School..

Defence Employees Matriculation School (DEMS) which was formerly known as Cordite Factory Employees Education Society School (CFEES) is the place I wish to go back someday... This was fondly called by people as "society school" and its where i have lots and lots of sweet fond memories... The little town aruvankadu boasted of about 5 schools and easily this was the best primary school I would say (though lot of KV students might disagree)....

Name anything good and this school had it... Starting from standard of education to moral ethics to discipline, sports to culturals, arts and crafts - everything came as package for a DEMS student.... This was the place which taught me what co education is all about... how to keep oneself clean, tidy and healthy... If a school that cared for students and competed with many "convents" it was this lovely little school..... The school was affiliated to CBSE when it was CFEES and in 1991 it became DEMS in affiliation to the matriculation board... The name, uniform and affiliation changed but not anything else... It was still the same fun filled strict school.....

Mrs. Sreedevi Raja was the principal who admitted me in class 1 in 1988..She taught us hindi and incidentally that was her last year there. She was soft, kind and calm and I dont remember seeing her being harsh on any human being..Mrs. Malathi Subramaniam took over as principal in 1989 and she served this school till 1998 (I studied there only till 1993)...

A book can be written about her, for all that positive influence she had on each student under her.... She was fondly called as "MADAM" by everyone....She was much different from the previous principal and under Madam DEMS transformed from a kindergarden to a school that became a competition to even "convents"...If Sourav Ganguly transformed Indian cricket, Madam did it several times better than that to DEMS.

She was an epitome of sincierity, dignity, discipline, perfection and affection.... It was her creative ideas and freedom she gave the students/teachers that made DEMS the most attractive school in any events celebration.. The thought of standing in front of her itself terrorised students and that kept them within lines. She never hesitated to cane the whole school of 200 odd students... all at same time!!! Such an disciplinarian she was. . . She was equally caring too - took all efforts to make sure that somebody ill got the proper attention and treatment...

The annual days and sports days were grandeurs is the least one can say about. . Infact celebrations in the name of rehearsals would start about a month before and it was always festive mood there. Every student was given opportunity to showcase their talent, at times forced as well. . Events like independence day, republic day, teacher' s day and children's day meant there was something or the other to be celebrating all time. . .

The other events that made the years activity filled were elocution competition, memory test, drawing competition, general knowledge test, fancy dress competition, mono acting, whoof..!!!!! and many more to mention.. .The day began with assembly during which madam said a "thought for the day" and we were also allowed to say short stories and thoughts. . . Birthdays were made special with the whole school wishing the birthday baby during the assembly; the person celebrating birthday was treated royally in the sense never got punished for any offence that day - i mean it really...

In a place where everything was good something wasnt ok... Yes!!!! and that was the main and foremost reason I wanted to switch over to other school, probably the biggest mistake of my life for a long long time...While all other schools had holiday on Saturdays, DEMS seldom gave holiday on a saturday and that made me hate this lovely little school and all the good things there. Here I have to mention that DEMS was actually generous in holidays but for saturdays..Heavy rains and a tree fall were sufficient enough to declare an holiday...Till date I wonder why such a generous place acted like a miser with regard to saturdays...

All said and done nothing can even come close to what DEMS was... This is something al the DEMS pass out will agree. Particularly all those did the same mistake as me and moved to the dirty CFHSS at various stages of life.....

Eclipse...

The longest solar eclipse of the millennium occurred on 15th January 2010 and I knew nothing about it. Just a day earlier one of my friends told me about the eclipse and as usual I did not bother to know if it is a solar or lunar eclipse, after all a night duty for me meant I could comfortably sleep without any worries... I woke up at my usual time, logged into internet, read about Ricky Ponting's 200 and yet another familiar pakistan collapse...With another 4 hours to duty I slept again... Amidst such a busy schedule I missed the eclipse totally....

Eclipses are astronomical events of greatest significance to all those who are interested in science and astrology, but somehow these events never evoked any sort of interest in me for long time....Events such as this has only irritated me more simply because my normal routine got disturbed....Needless to say it wasnt eclipse effect but the rules I had to follow during such days....Food only after bathing, no eating during eclipse hours, no outdoor playing meant I had to starve unnecessarily for long duration and my freedom curtailed for sometime.... Certainly my genius brain was not meant to be this way....

Just like most inquisitive science students I also wondered why these eclipses happen??? but then the reasons for my query were:

• most of the times it happened in non working hours or school never gave us holiday...
• these events never changed my fortunes anyway except that the teachers drilled us with more questions on eclipse and learnt from us..
• the eating/bathing had to be altered so badly that I never wanted any change in my routine...
• why cant these events be treated just like any other normal day....

I vaguely remember a complete solar eclipse that happened in 1995 and some partial eclipse in 1999... On both the occasions it wasnt visible in nilgiris but still the eclipse rules were followed...This latest eclipse too wasnt visible here and am glad I didnt waste my time trying to find it in the sky.....

January 8th - A flashback...

A lot of people have asked me how I manage to remember dates so accurately but to me it just happens and I neither make any special efforts for nor write any diaries.. Many of you who know that I have this habit of remembering dates might think January 8th is just another such day, but to me its a very very special date.....For all those who have more than one degree behind their name might not remember their convocation dates... Well even those with single degree, how many of u remember ur convocation dates???? Doesn't ur convocation date deserve to feature in one of ur memorable days?? Of course it deserves to be one for me....8th January 2005...

I had purchased a new set of dress ( a baby pink shirt based on my cousin Jayendran's suggestion - I still treasure this shirt) and a pair of shoes, borrowed his 'Tie' as well. It was only the first time I wore a tie after DEM school days (class 5), but it didnt look odd as my friends were also dressed similar to the occasion... Our personality loading - we call took so much time that we ended up just on time and as usual were unhappy about the colour of the robe!!!(yellow - yuks....!!!), but had no choice...

On 8th January 2005 my convocation took place in the 3rd floor auditorium at the Madras Medical Mission, Chennai. This was the same place where I wrote my written entrance est and passed!!!!!!! The same Titanic music was there again....(nostalgic!!!!!!!!!!!).. But this time no worried faces and instead many smiling faces were seen...For the first time I missed my family members... Later many days after the function did i realize that someone had come for everyone except mine.... It was a small regret then as I had decided I wouldnt give myself another opportunity for another convocation....But then I was very excited about getting my degree (I at times wonder why I was so excited)..

Its five years with today since i received my degree from Dr. Paul Wilson, a Pediatric Cardiologist from the UK. Receiving the degree from someone who was involved in pediatric work made me happier. Dr. Robert Coelho who was more of a mentor than a boss always lead by example and Dr. Rajesh sharma, my boss then and now who amazed me with his extra ordinary sixth sense were the two 'magical' people I had known then were present - thanks to the Pediatric congress held there that day....The presence of these two people who inspired me was icing on the cake and I will cherish that moment for long long time...

2009 - A review

Here I am back with to my latest interest after a break, of course it was intentional.. 2009 ended in a pretty busy manner and that meant very little time for blogging. this particular blog wd have been fitting had it been written 5 days earlier and its not to late either.. From magazines to newspapers to tabloids to news channels its all review of previous year and I too felt its appropriate to review 2009 here, a pretty good year to me... I have always had the habit of reviewing and discussing with people, a way I found to waste valuable time...

I was on night duty on 31st Dec 2008 which meant my new year was inside my unit, it was easily the most loved place to me in Delhi. At the stroke of midnight when wishes and greetings were being exchanged one of the sick kids decided to wish in his own way by attempting to die.... We successfully got the kid back and I felt that the year would bring more positive things.. At around 9 AM on 01.01.2009 one another kid who was operated the previous evening died inspite of the best of our efforts... Not an ideal way to begin the year i thought...Considering the way 2009 began (with above two incidents) it had been a pretty decent year till the last couple of months(at work)...

I could not travel as much as I wished to unlike 2008 yet managed to see few places...The year gave me a few "firsts" - first flight by AIRBUS A321, first travel by Rajdhani/ Shatabdhi trains/LHB coaches, first trip to the Konkan coast, Shirdi, Amritsar, Hyderabad and Ayodya, bought my first AC and last but not the least had the first chicken pox........

A literally absent winter meant little excitement in January which was a flight trip by Air India's newly acquired Airbus A321 and the craft landed in the newly inaugurated runway at the IGI ariport, Delhi. My first travel experience in a Rajdhani express happened in February when i took the Trivandrum Rajdhani to Panvel... It was only the first time i travelled in a train that consistently hit 130kmph and it was truely amazing to have covered close to 1550 km in less than 18 hrs and just 3 stoppages!!!! My first visit to Shirdi too happened in the same week and the journey was just awesome through the Thul ghats and the NH3...

March was probably the least exciting month of 2009 with just a adventurous trip by Shalimar express to Saharanpur (I had slept and missed the earlier train and just boarded this on time).. Few more trips by Rajdhanis (LHB rakes) and dad s retirement happened in April along with an midnight flight to Delhi (an adventure according to me).I avoided adventures in May due to scorching summer and ended up purchasing my first brand new AC......

June was probably the most eventful month of the year - my cousin's wedding took place, my first visit to Hyderabad (Only major bus travel this year) and I got my second successful ACLS certification... On June 18 after getting the ACLS certificate i was feeling pretty sick and attributed the sickness to excessive reading!!!!! A nap should have made me better but it didnt.... The tired and sick feeling never stopped me from chatting online with people...It was also a season when many of collegues were getting affected with chicken pox...If not for the word of caution and concern from my colleague Mrs.Annie I would have never noticed that I was affected by pox...And it took the expertise of colleague Dr. Manukumar to confirm the diagnosis and for once he made his decision fast......In less then 2 hours I was in airport ready to fly home....It was monsoon time in Mumbai but 2009 it had different ideas....June ended fittingly with a train trip to Pune on a rainy day and return on the most scenic PUNE - MUMBAI EXPRESSWAY..

July was pretty much uneventful and the summer continued to irritate me as ever before. August was time for a "family reunion". We made our first family tour since 2003 and the destination was the Konkan coast... No sight is prettier than the Konkan region during the monsoon....A dream I cherished for long time came true - travel by konkan railway..I wish I could do another trip sometime in future....So much travelling included a journey by shatabdhi express, a very turbulent journey by Jet airways (one of the worst flight experiences I have ever had) and adventurous journey by private buses on the konkan region with a unforgettable half hour "Anbe Sivam" kind trip to Murudeshwar as well.....

Ever since September life got too busy but still I visited Amritsar, another place I dreamt ever since I have heard of golden temple... Amritsar trip is something I have reserved to write in future and probably lot of people would love reading it....The busy work schedule continued and I spent more time in hospital all through October, November and December... Thanks to extremely generous and kind colleagues and superiors I was still able to make a trip to Ayodya, another good experience I would cherish for my life....

I wish I could write more about 2010 and hoping that this year challenges me more than the previous years and more impotantly I wish atleast this year I get some genuine followers for all the crap I write......Its high time that all of u willingly or unwillingly start writing comments to encourage me to write more......