Had been to college today for the alumni meet today. Met many of my friends whom I interacted with. While having a chat with the close ones, they teased me on this incident. Thought of documenting the same. All my classmates know this.
It was the first semester.
We were in the chemistry cycle of which computer science, basic electronics, chemistry etc were the subjects. Everything was new. The college, the lecturers, the students. Everything. Ours was the first batch. We boast of the freedom we got for the same reason today.
Three months had passed. We were familiar with one and all. The zeal of new college was in each one of us. People can say that we were like one family. I could've described it better if I was a poet. Duh!! It was a startup college. (Ah! Thats me!)
There was this electronic class that day. I won't disclose the name of the lecturer. She was explaining some electronic component and its working.
To be frank, analog electronics never entered my brain. Still I'm not sure why a transistor behaves exactly opposite if you increase the voltage? (I'm just blabbering gibberish! I don't recollect even the doubt I had those days, though I can google n get it back. I'm lazy)
That was another typical electronics class wherein I tried to get the sense out of it but in vain. So I guess I started thinking on my own lines of things that interested me.
I don't know what I did after that but I guess, I smiled as the output of my thought process or someone around would've cracked a joke or I was indifferent to expressions.
The lecturer took it in the wrong sense and screamed in the class.
Lecturer: "Now Sandesh, mind yourself! Behave! Don't do that again or I shall take severe action on you"
Sandesh: "Me??? eh??"
Lecturer: "Don't act smart! I would throw you outa the class if you do that again!"
Sandesh: "Ma'am, but what did I do?"
Lecturer: "Shut up and STOP staring at me. If you do that again, mind you, things will not be right!!"
And she continued.
Till date, I still am not able to figure out what was her intent in acting that way! Me checking her out vulgarly? eh! come on! I wouldn't do that to any girl on this planet to the best of my knowledge.
I could draw up these reasons:
1. She could've really felt I was checking her out!
2. She saw someone doing that in the class and couldn't directly convey the same to them and I was the scapegoat she found. (Similar such incident happened with a different lecturer though)
Nothing happened after that. She continued with the class, I was startled for a moment and continued thinking on foolish things. She didn't complain to any one as any other lunatic did.
Thankfully, things were fine after that. Good thing is that even she forgot the incident and started to act as if nothing had happened that day, till the day she got married and said "Good Bye" to the college (must be in our fourth semester)
Thanks for reading my grief! Keep looking for the next post.
Showing posts with label Girls. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Girls. Show all posts
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Monday, June 14, 2010
Another encounter with a female...
Couple of weeks ago,
I was walking my way to office getting down at the bus stand. A monday morning.
Just a couple of yards behind the gates of the office.
Suddenly a bottle-green Maruti Suzuki Ritz, overtakes me and a female gets down off it. Waves bye to her hubby (boyfriend??) giving a flying kiss later.
She suddenly turns back to see me, watchin this whole episode. She felt shy n clumsy. Rushed herself towards office (kinda escaping from me).
Whenever she encounters me at the office, a hapless smile/grin appears on her face outa shame. Duh!
Need more explaination?
I was walking my way to office getting down at the bus stand. A monday morning.
Just a couple of yards behind the gates of the office.
Suddenly a bottle-green Maruti Suzuki Ritz, overtakes me and a female gets down off it. Waves bye to her hubby (boyfriend??) giving a flying kiss later.
She suddenly turns back to see me, watchin this whole episode. She felt shy n clumsy. Rushed herself towards office (kinda escaping from me).
Whenever she encounters me at the office, a hapless smile/grin appears on her face outa shame. Duh!
Need more explaination?
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Another funny (ironic) tale from College.
Caution:
1. Intended to be taken in a lighter sense.
2. Those who know the characters here are asked to keep their mouth shut.
3. My intention is not to make fun of the people but to show you all the lighter part of it.
4. This post is the result of my blogging mood which was outa topics to write on.
Okay... Lemme describe it in short.
First semester of Engineering. As you all might know, mine was the first batch. We had no seniors. Guess it was the second month of the semester. I got down from the bus and was walking towards the college to find two of my batchmates (none from my stream) quarelling with each other. Both of them were from the same locality. We could see them quarrelling with their drafters... (as knives??)
Swearing was superfluous. All the ninn **** na k*** (you can substitute anything for those asterisks) I was wondering for their creative scoldings. Few of my batchmates went ahead, grabbed both of them and seperated them while they were angrily kickin each other.
On investigation, we found the reason why. Both of them were in love (aaaaah!!) with the same girl. To add onto the complexity, even she was from the same locality and was the classmate of one of the quareller. I'm not here to describe that girl but the general notion built on that girl was that she is a devil when it comes to looks though she was good academically.
Both of them didnt speak to each other for months. Things went cooler later on and they began talking to each other. May be they were still secretly admiring the girl??!! I dont know. I dunno whether the girl knew all this quarelling stuff. I was least bothered to know. Nothing serious happened after this till we finished college.
If it was just this, I wouldnt have blogged it. After all, why would I?
Gotto know some facts after my college and hence this post.
I had a collegue in my office who came from the same school as the girl in this story came from. I need not mention that he was also from the same locality. He claimed to be notorious in the class sometimes and had teased this girl for bossing over the classmates for no reason. He and his gang wanted to teach her a lesson and teased her to hell. They made her cry several times. Well again the notion about the girl's look was almost the same as we had in our college.
Someday we had discussed about his school and his classmates. We had a lot of friends in common who came out from that school. While we were talking about our friends, the topic of this girl came and he described the way they teased that girl. I mentioned about the way two of my batchmates quarreled to love the same girl. He was laughing for a long while listening to this. He was wondering who would want to love that devil(??).
Though he was kinda mischievious, he used to get news of all his classmates. One day he said that the girl is getting married. He was wondering who was that bakra? Though I guess he went to the marriage. I dunno whether these quarrellers knew about the marriage.
Things moved forward. My collegue joined another company. One of the quarrelers who was also the girl's classmate joined the same company. They used to commute from the same cab and got to know each other. After the initial phase of friendship, my ex-collegue got to know that latter was my batchmate. He started discussing about me, our college, the discussed incidents I had told him.
One day, this conversation took place:
Collegue: Hey maga! do you know that girl?
Batchmate: Yes. She was my classmate.
C: Maga! we used to tease her a lot in school. She was full of attitude. Full scope ತೊಗೊತಿದ್ದ್ಲು maga!
B: Oh! is it? hu maga! She had that attitude.
C: Matte lo, Sandesh was telling that two of your batchmates quarrelled just to love her. I dont know maga? ಆ ಮೂತಿನೂ ಲವ್ ಮಾಡ್ಬೇಕು ಅನ್ನ್ಸತ್ತೇನೋ? ನಂಗಂತೂ ನಗು ತಡಿಯಕ್ಕಾಗ್ಲಿಲ್ಲ ಅವನ್ ಹೇಳಿದ್ದ ಕೇಳಿ. (Does anyone feel live loving that creature? I couldnt stop laughing once he said that.)
B: (baffled) ಹು ಮಗ! ಅಂಥವರು ಇದ್ದರು ನಮ್ಮ ಕಾಲೇಜ್ ಅಲ್ಲಿ. (Yeah buddy! we had such studs in our college.)
After this conversation, both of them had called me. First was my ex-collegue.
C: ಮಗಾ! B ಸಿಕ್ಕಿದ್ದ. ಅವ್ನು ಈಗ ನಮ್ಮ ಕಂಪನಿ ಸೇರ್ಕೊಂಡಿದ್ದಾನೆ. (Dude! I had met B, he works for our company now)
Sandesh: ಹೌದಾ ಮಗ? ಒಳ್ಳೇದು. (Oh Is it? good.)
C: ನಿನ್ನ್ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ನಿಮ್ಮ ಕಾಲೇಜ್ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ಎಲ್ಲ ಮಾತಾಡ್ತಾ ಇದ್ದ್ವಿ. (we talked about you, your college n stuff)
Sandesh: ಲೋ, ಅಂದಹಾಗೆ ಅವ್ನೆ ಕಣೋ ಆ ಹುಡುಗಿ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ಜಗಳ ಮಾಡ್ಕೊಂಡಿದ್ದು. (btw, he was the quarreler on that girl's issue)
C: ಹೌದಾ ಮಗ?ಲೋ, ಅವಳ್ ವಿಷಯ ಎಲ್ಲ ಮಾತಾಡಿ ಆ ಜಗಳ ಮಾಡಿದೊವ್ರ್ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ಸರಿಯಾಗಿ ನಗಾಡಿದ್ವಲ್ಲೋ? (Shit man! Is it? I laughed like hell on that issue buddy!!)
.........
After another 15 minutes, B had called me pretending casual. He just told me that he was working with my ex-collegue. ranted for a while (I could sense, kinda self pity, guilty conciousness in his voice) He never spoke a word on that girl's issue episode.
I was laughing once he cut the call.
Things move further, B got married last year. But whenever I meet my ex-collegue and talk abt this incident, we would be laughing like hell.
That ends the irony.
1. Intended to be taken in a lighter sense.
2. Those who know the characters here are asked to keep their mouth shut.
3. My intention is not to make fun of the people but to show you all the lighter part of it.
4. This post is the result of my blogging mood which was outa topics to write on.
Okay... Lemme describe it in short.
First semester of Engineering. As you all might know, mine was the first batch. We had no seniors. Guess it was the second month of the semester. I got down from the bus and was walking towards the college to find two of my batchmates (none from my stream) quarelling with each other. Both of them were from the same locality. We could see them quarrelling with their drafters... (as knives??)
Swearing was superfluous. All the ninn **** na k*** (you can substitute anything for those asterisks) I was wondering for their creative scoldings. Few of my batchmates went ahead, grabbed both of them and seperated them while they were angrily kickin each other.
On investigation, we found the reason why. Both of them were in love (aaaaah!!) with the same girl. To add onto the complexity, even she was from the same locality and was the classmate of one of the quareller. I'm not here to describe that girl but the general notion built on that girl was that she is a devil when it comes to looks though she was good academically.
Both of them didnt speak to each other for months. Things went cooler later on and they began talking to each other. May be they were still secretly admiring the girl??!! I dont know. I dunno whether the girl knew all this quarelling stuff. I was least bothered to know. Nothing serious happened after this till we finished college.
If it was just this, I wouldnt have blogged it. After all, why would I?
Gotto know some facts after my college and hence this post.
I had a collegue in my office who came from the same school as the girl in this story came from. I need not mention that he was also from the same locality. He claimed to be notorious in the class sometimes and had teased this girl for bossing over the classmates for no reason. He and his gang wanted to teach her a lesson and teased her to hell. They made her cry several times. Well again the notion about the girl's look was almost the same as we had in our college.
Someday we had discussed about his school and his classmates. We had a lot of friends in common who came out from that school. While we were talking about our friends, the topic of this girl came and he described the way they teased that girl. I mentioned about the way two of my batchmates quarreled to love the same girl. He was laughing for a long while listening to this. He was wondering who would want to love that devil(??).
Though he was kinda mischievious, he used to get news of all his classmates. One day he said that the girl is getting married. He was wondering who was that bakra? Though I guess he went to the marriage. I dunno whether these quarrellers knew about the marriage.
Things moved forward. My collegue joined another company. One of the quarrelers who was also the girl's classmate joined the same company. They used to commute from the same cab and got to know each other. After the initial phase of friendship, my ex-collegue got to know that latter was my batchmate. He started discussing about me, our college, the discussed incidents I had told him.
One day, this conversation took place:
Collegue: Hey maga! do you know that girl?
Batchmate: Yes. She was my classmate.
C: Maga! we used to tease her a lot in school. She was full of attitude. Full scope ತೊಗೊತಿದ್ದ್ಲು maga!
B: Oh! is it? hu maga! She had that attitude.
C: Matte lo, Sandesh was telling that two of your batchmates quarrelled just to love her. I dont know maga? ಆ ಮೂತಿನೂ ಲವ್ ಮಾಡ್ಬೇಕು ಅನ್ನ್ಸತ್ತೇನೋ? ನಂಗಂತೂ ನಗು ತಡಿಯಕ್ಕಾಗ್ಲಿಲ್ಲ ಅವನ್ ಹೇಳಿದ್ದ ಕೇಳಿ. (Does anyone feel live loving that creature? I couldnt stop laughing once he said that.)
B: (baffled) ಹು ಮಗ! ಅಂಥವರು ಇದ್ದರು ನಮ್ಮ ಕಾಲೇಜ್ ಅಲ್ಲಿ. (Yeah buddy! we had such studs in our college.)
After this conversation, both of them had called me. First was my ex-collegue.
C: ಮಗಾ! B ಸಿಕ್ಕಿದ್ದ. ಅವ್ನು ಈಗ ನಮ್ಮ ಕಂಪನಿ ಸೇರ್ಕೊಂಡಿದ್ದಾನೆ. (Dude! I had met B, he works for our company now)
Sandesh: ಹೌದಾ ಮಗ? ಒಳ್ಳೇದು. (Oh Is it? good.)
C: ನಿನ್ನ್ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ನಿಮ್ಮ ಕಾಲೇಜ್ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ಎಲ್ಲ ಮಾತಾಡ್ತಾ ಇದ್ದ್ವಿ. (we talked about you, your college n stuff)
Sandesh: ಲೋ, ಅಂದಹಾಗೆ ಅವ್ನೆ ಕಣೋ ಆ ಹುಡುಗಿ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ಜಗಳ ಮಾಡ್ಕೊಂಡಿದ್ದು. (btw, he was the quarreler on that girl's issue)
C: ಹೌದಾ ಮಗ?ಲೋ, ಅವಳ್ ವಿಷಯ ಎಲ್ಲ ಮಾತಾಡಿ ಆ ಜಗಳ ಮಾಡಿದೊವ್ರ್ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ಸರಿಯಾಗಿ ನಗಾಡಿದ್ವಲ್ಲೋ? (Shit man! Is it? I laughed like hell on that issue buddy!!)
.........
After another 15 minutes, B had called me pretending casual. He just told me that he was working with my ex-collegue. ranted for a while (I could sense, kinda self pity, guilty conciousness in his voice) He never spoke a word on that girl's issue episode.
I was laughing once he cut the call.
Things move further, B got married last year. But whenever I meet my ex-collegue and talk abt this incident, we would be laughing like hell.
That ends the irony.
Saturday, August 02, 2008
Incident with Tattoo Rani
Well, was thinking of writing something funny to find this.
This belongs to the can't help it categories. Yeah! You got it right! About the female employees I work with.
That day, had got a direct bus to Devarabisanahalli from Byatarayanapura. Unfortunately, I had got a window seat which can see backwards to the motion of the vehicle. i.e., If the bus is moving forward, I could see the people behind the bus.
Had crossed the Karthiknagara. Was heading towards Maraththalli.
I saw a Zen Estillo driven by a female. It was slow moving traffic. You know my hobbies. I watch things around be it a cart moving or a volvo. This female in the Zen Estillo was making faces to the traffic.
After 2 minutes, the slow moving traffic turned to be a jam. This female seems to have strict time sense. She started her make up in the car. I started watching her keenly to just see what she does.
If you guys wanna know the description about the girl, Sorry! I'm bad at those. You can consider her to be an average girl who looks like she is interested in parties in the first look. ( Atleast thats what I found I saw her first, Though I've come to a conclusion to not judge people...)
She applied lipstick, powdered herself and did things I can't explain. I dont find words for her appliances of makeup. Be it whatever, it went on for another 5 minutes.
Still jam. She was cribbing about the traffic and started looking outside. Just for an instant she noticed me checking her out and started panicing. The first thing she did was to check whether her shirt is buttoned.
This is one thing I find females doing often. They judge majority of males in that sense though I wasn't doing what she thought in the least possible corner in my mind.
I stopped staring at her after that and turned towards some other random thing. Five minutes passed and I saw her checking her shirt again. Damn!!! Just stop it! I'm not staring at you!!!
Two minutes passed by and I noticed something which I aint supposed to see in her car. That car had the same parking stickers as of my company. Yappa devare!!
She might have noticed me clearly as sun was bright that day. I couldn't see her face clearly as she had closed all her windows and her windsheild was tainted in the top. I now began to look at her as to recognise the face ( Whether she is someone i know ). Thank god! She wasn't. AFAIK, she belonged to some non-technical team as per my knowledge. Though, I had seen her in the office a couple of times, I didnt pay much attention towards her (As i do with majority of the females at work).
Jams cleared. She overtook our bus. I sighed. Got down at Devarabisanahalli.
Unfortunately, I saw her that afternoon at the cafeteria while having lunch. She was having lunch with her collegues all seem to be with her calibre. I noticed one thing. She usually wears sleeveless shirts and there is a tattoo on her left arm. My prediction of her being a party goer was confirmed with that to a major extent. (And more support came from eavesdropping I hear these days whenever I see her in the cafeteria, her talk will be somewhere around these areas)
I gave my self a pat on my back for my stupid judgement. Discussed this incident with Srinath and both of us, named her to be "Tattoo Rani". Hehehehe!!
We have named many females with different names based on their action just for fun. Will come up with those stories soon. Keep waiting...
Do post your comments on this episode. =)
This belongs to the can't help it categories. Yeah! You got it right! About the female employees I work with.
That day, had got a direct bus to Devarabisanahalli from Byatarayanapura. Unfortunately, I had got a window seat which can see backwards to the motion of the vehicle. i.e., If the bus is moving forward, I could see the people behind the bus.
Had crossed the Karthiknagara. Was heading towards Maraththalli.
I saw a Zen Estillo driven by a female. It was slow moving traffic. You know my hobbies. I watch things around be it a cart moving or a volvo. This female in the Zen Estillo was making faces to the traffic.
After 2 minutes, the slow moving traffic turned to be a jam. This female seems to have strict time sense. She started her make up in the car. I started watching her keenly to just see what she does.
If you guys wanna know the description about the girl, Sorry! I'm bad at those. You can consider her to be an average girl who looks like she is interested in parties in the first look. ( Atleast thats what I found I saw her first, Though I've come to a conclusion to not judge people...)
She applied lipstick, powdered herself and did things I can't explain. I dont find words for her appliances of makeup. Be it whatever, it went on for another 5 minutes.
Still jam. She was cribbing about the traffic and started looking outside. Just for an instant she noticed me checking her out and started panicing. The first thing she did was to check whether her shirt is buttoned.
This is one thing I find females doing often. They judge majority of males in that sense though I wasn't doing what she thought in the least possible corner in my mind.
I stopped staring at her after that and turned towards some other random thing. Five minutes passed and I saw her checking her shirt again. Damn!!! Just stop it! I'm not staring at you!!!
Two minutes passed by and I noticed something which I aint supposed to see in her car. That car had the same parking stickers as of my company. Yappa devare!!
She might have noticed me clearly as sun was bright that day. I couldn't see her face clearly as she had closed all her windows and her windsheild was tainted in the top. I now began to look at her as to recognise the face ( Whether she is someone i know ). Thank god! She wasn't. AFAIK, she belonged to some non-technical team as per my knowledge. Though, I had seen her in the office a couple of times, I didnt pay much attention towards her (As i do with majority of the females at work).
Jams cleared. She overtook our bus. I sighed. Got down at Devarabisanahalli.
Unfortunately, I saw her that afternoon at the cafeteria while having lunch. She was having lunch with her collegues all seem to be with her calibre. I noticed one thing. She usually wears sleeveless shirts and there is a tattoo on her left arm. My prediction of her being a party goer was confirmed with that to a major extent. (And more support came from eavesdropping I hear these days whenever I see her in the cafeteria, her talk will be somewhere around these areas)
I gave my self a pat on my back for my stupid judgement. Discussed this incident with Srinath and both of us, named her to be "Tattoo Rani". Hehehehe!!
We have named many females with different names based on their action just for fun. Will come up with those stories soon. Keep waiting...
Do post your comments on this episode. =)
Monday, December 03, 2007
Can't Help it! Girl Can't Help it!
Taken from Fergie's Clumsy, the title is so perfect to this post!
Writing post like this, I feel pretty bad to write this post. This is about females who stare at me everyday (Weekdays, thank god!) just as if I had stolen something from 'em. Can give many examples. Almost all females in my office barring those who I interact with (diplomatic). There is a female just beside my cubicle, (good that there is a divider in between), who at any point of time I get up, looks @ me (due to change in her view), literally frowns. =(. I really dont know the reason. This is just an example.
Now, I'm not regretting for this. I do not have a reason. Its their attitude. I don't mind whatever they do(In fact, I'm least bothered). Still, I tried to get a reason for that hatred shown towards me. Someone within stimulated me to find a reason behind this. What I feel would be the reason is,
1. My Appearences : I used to and continue to go to office with a thick beard. Many people build up a misconception that all bearded men are rowdies. To add onto that, I go to office with my uncut hairs which looks like a bush for many. some used to call me Sai-Baba (Puttaparthi), lookin at my hairs.
2. The way I speak to male friends( sometimes over phone with my college friends), is totally casual, adding onto my appearence, this might give them an opinion that I'm speakin somthin offensive! Hmm.
Factors like this make me a junglee type of person. I really don't know why am I bloggin this. Didn't get a betta topic. Passing my time writing this.
Comment on what you feel. I don't think you would feel anything goin thru this.
Writing post like this, I feel pretty bad to write this post. This is about females who stare at me everyday (Weekdays, thank god!) just as if I had stolen something from 'em. Can give many examples. Almost all females in my office barring those who I interact with (diplomatic). There is a female just beside my cubicle, (good that there is a divider in between), who at any point of time I get up, looks @ me (due to change in her view), literally frowns. =(. I really dont know the reason. This is just an example.
Now, I'm not regretting for this. I do not have a reason. Its their attitude. I don't mind whatever they do(In fact, I'm least bothered). Still, I tried to get a reason for that hatred shown towards me. Someone within stimulated me to find a reason behind this. What I feel would be the reason is,
1. My Appearences : I used to and continue to go to office with a thick beard. Many people build up a misconception that all bearded men are rowdies. To add onto that, I go to office with my uncut hairs which looks like a bush for many. some used to call me Sai-Baba (Puttaparthi), lookin at my hairs.
2. The way I speak to male friends( sometimes over phone with my college friends), is totally casual, adding onto my appearence, this might give them an opinion that I'm speakin somthin offensive! Hmm.
Factors like this make me a junglee type of person. I really don't know why am I bloggin this. Didn't get a betta topic. Passing my time writing this.
Comment on what you feel. I don't think you would feel anything goin thru this.
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