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സംഭവം നടന്നത് ഏകദേശം ഒരു കൊല്ലം മുന്പ് നവരാത്രി സമയത്താണ് .സ്ഥലം ഞാന്‍ കൃത്യമായി ഓര്‍ക്കുന്നില്ല പക്ഷെ കണ്ണൂര്‍ ജില്ലയിലെ ഏതോ ഒരു സ്ഥലതാന്നു !! . നവരാത്രി സമയം ആയതു കൊണ്ടു ഇത്തവണ ക്ലബ്ബിന്റെ വക വിദ്യാരംഭം സങ്ങടിപ്പിച്ചിട്ടുണ്ട് . ക്ലബ്ബ് മെംബേര്‍സ് എല്ലാം ഒരുക്കി തീര്‍ക്കാനുള്ള തിരക്കില്ലാണ് . സമയത്തിന്നു മുന്പ് എഴുതാശന്‍ എഴുത്താണിയും ആയി നില്‍പ്പുണ്ട്‌ . ഇന്ന്‌ ഞാന്‍ കുറെ പിള്ളേരെ ക്ഷ ഞ വരപ്പിക്കും എണ്ണ മട്ടില്‍ അന്ന് പുള്ളിയുടെ നില്‍പ്പ് .

അങ്ങനെ എഴുതരംഭിച്ചു , ഒരു ചെറിയ ചെക്കന്‍ (കുട്ടി എന്നതിനു കണ്ണൂര്‍ ഭാഗത്തുള്ള പ്രയോഗം ) അന്ന് ആദ്യം ഇരുന്നത് . എഴുതാശാന്‍ പ്രാര്‍ത്ഥനയോടെ ചെക്കന്റെ കൈ പിടിച്ചു അരിയില്‍ "ഹരി ശ്രീ ഗണപതയേ നമഹ " എന്ന് എഴുതുകയന്ന്നു . പെട്ടെന്ന് എഴുതശാന്‍ അറിയാതെ ഒന്നു തുമ്മി .

തുമ്മിയതിനെക്കാള്‍ ശക്തിയില്‍ ആയിരുന്നു ചെക്കന്റ്റെ പ്രതികരണം "പിഴച്ചു പോയല്ലോ നായിന്റെ മോനേ !!! "
എഴുതശാന്നു മറുപടിക്ക് വാക്കുകള്‍ ഇല്ലായിരുന്നു ..കൂടെ ഉണ്ടായിരുന്നവര്‍ക്ക് ചിരിക്കതിര്‍ക്കന്നും കഴിഞ്ഞില്ല .

On her wedding day

On her wedding day...

It break my silence over rythm of life
Was not just a call , but her wedding bell
I could make out her words crafted in love
though she spelt the words of silence .
On the day i made my presence
with fragrance of old memories ..
I still remember her smile
a memorable gift for me

Let them never intersect !

I was bit late to reach the station that day, in other words reserved ticket delayed me.Within in a few seconds train rushed into the platform and was received by a massive crowd but not as big & polite as one we see near Kerala State Beverages Corp shops.

Anyway i managed a space near the window.On a sudden i noticed a father's words nothing but "Daughter please don't stay near the steps, do move ahead". I could see a girl around 18 yrs standing near the door,trying to get in as if forced by the words.Bright sun shine drained the chance of rain besides the cloudy sky.I slowly moved to dreams along with light breeze.

It has been 3 hours now since i started.I just waved my eyes inside the coach and to my surprise i could see the girl accompanied by a guy. I felt bad since they were behaving beyond friendship thoughts. But was really shocked to see a tamil guy with his cell cam shutter left open. May be all these were mere coincidence but i could still hear those father's words as i walk along the platform...

1+1 = 3 ??

We all were expecting a strike but nothing worth happened !. Mathematics lecturer entered our classroom with engg math text (Grewal).As usual he started his job 'n we got engaged in our business.

For the first time i saw a bujee sleeping in the class,truly speaking i was really happy with that scene.

Even though we are Communication students we used the traditional way of communication  inside the class locally called "chit". For those people who are totally confused with this term : Chit generally have header,body and each student behaves as mail servers. That day communication channels were working at its full strength so as to avoid network congestion. Suddenly it happened !!!

Our beloved sir noticed a guy sitting in the front bench passing chits.He came towards the guy as if is going to eat him and got the chit . Surprisingly he continued the class with out a single word. Later we found the secret behind the silence , nothing but the content of the chit was like this

"ithu vayikkunnavan kazhutha veendum vayikkunnavan mara kazhutha"

She loves me ...

She danced around me all day
But I couldn’t talk, couldn’t smile
Suppressed my desires for long
It’s high time now, to be expressed

She looked me with red eyes
But I can’t, as long as she loves me.
She left the place a year ago
Was colorful to walk beside it.
But now it’s really dry.

Smiles of joy attracted many!
But I can't hear any.
I still walk beside it,
Hope I can hear her.

2.5 marks !

That all happened during my 3rd sem engg. As a part of our curriculum we do have certain assignments . Usually we do enjoy the art of copying from the so called "bujees" , but that day my friend (don't like to disclose his name) decided for an adventure,( nothing but to work on the assignment independently) . Unfortunately it was really a tough one , any how he completed the stuff referring lot of books especially foreign authors.

As usual his roommate copied the same and submitted on time. After few days we got the assignments back after verification. The most interesting thing i noticed was the marks. My friend got only 7.5/10 but the carbon copy scored 10/10.Iam sure he should have been angry, but the explanation was quite simple " he has written Q instead of symbol (theta)". he soon realized the villain no one else his own handwriting :).. Anyway he still remembers that 2.5 marks , the most valuable marks..

Twinkle Twinkle...

I am a latecomer to this blogging world .. may be because i don't have anything to share with you. It doesn't mean, i do have a well written script for you now ! Anyway i have determined to scribble this space upside down like a child's first picture.

Let me start with some childish flavours.. i feel children are always the best to begin with..It is really interesting to watch a child for hours .. their games , talks 'n reflex emotions etc. I personally feels some attachment since they reflects ourselves at times , hope most of you do agree with me .

May be for the same reason i still remember the smart hudugi  Shrishrika nr to our stay at bangalore... She looked 5 years 'n was always busy with her games, don't even attend her mother's call sometimes. Here at cochin we got a naughty boy , we call him internally "Luttapi" (actually nobody knows his real name).Though we know he was mischievous like anything we had a special affection towards him.. but this feeling ended up when he called one of my friend a "PIG" (:P .. without much delay me too got the same stuff .. Now we have left the place ..we really miss you luttapi :) .