Airport Scenes

I have just returned back from airport sending my friend who is leaving to US. Most of her family members have come down to see her off. Apart from few tears in the end everything went well.
There have been lots of instances I have been to receive and send off people at airports. There will lots of emotional and funny moments in air
-->Grandparents waiting in the queue to see thier grand children for the first time
-->Foreigners who look lost having expected something better here.
-->parents n co sending off their child
-->wife s waiting for their husband whose workin in Arab land
-->traders who sneak out tonnes of luggages out very easily when we people get alarmed even when our luggage gets increased by a kg.
-->Some actor or actress(if you are lucky) travelling on the same day
-->people waiting with pluck cards ,despartely looking at everybody .
what I have not seen is the Indian movie climax where in which the heroin runs back to the visitor area to join back with hero.

Compared to Cena!

Its been more than a month going to GYM. So I was expecting people to ask me about my change in physique.But no one seemed to bother about that.There were few who used to mock that I have put on weight. Yesterday when I was working in office one of my collegue who has recently joined the team commented that you chest is like John Cena. By the way he told I know he was not mocking at me but I didnt know whom he was actually mentioning to.
Then I told this to my buddies(who are my GYM mates) ,they started laughing. One even said my collegue has insulted John Cena.Then I came to know that guy was wrestler. Heavens I dont know how my collegue had this wild imagination to compare like that.

Evening at Tea Pot

One of the best hangout places in Cochin in Fort Cochin and my favourite place is Tea Pot.
There are lots n lots of variety of tea avaiable from Darjeeling ,Assam Ceylon etc.Also we can add favours such as strawberry caradamom etc. Apart from that they have the home made cakes death by chocolate ,caramel custard are my favorites.

The ambience in the restaurant is too good which takes us to another world. Went to this restaurant along with Krishna today evening after seeing Hancock movie. Had a masala tea and my favourite pastry.When we returned back I forgot my cap in the restaurant ,my favourite cap as it was gifted to me by mum.I realised this we were around around 5 kms from the place. Considerate krishna turned the bike back to the restaurant and fetched my cap. Then we chilled out at the fort Cochin beach ,had dinner at gujarati bhojan and came back home.

Devotional songs in my childhood

Today morning I woke up at 4:30 am rather didnt get proper sleep and started browsing in my system.Ashwin(in aus) was surprised to see me online at an awkward time. He said the time is right to hear subrabatham and he gave me the link for the same. I forgot when I had actually listened to those songs, been ages and never I had voluntaryly heard those.
After subrabatham ,I played Kanda shasti Kavasam which brought back nostalgic moments of my childhood days. There was a time when I used to sit with my grandma everyday and recite the whole shasti kavasam. I even memorised the whole kavasa which I now feel is an herculian task. There would be sense of satisfaction when I finish my recitations and my grandma would be proud lady tellling everyone around the neighbourhood that his grandson knows top to bottom of the kavasam. But these recitations happened only when grandma was with me,when she left to her native my recitations also stopped.And when she returned next time I got bored to say the same slogas again and again. Thus my devotional recitations came to end.

Being Diplomatic good enough?

If you cant tell what you feel to others face to face ,thinking it might hurt others feelings. Or do avoid doing something just beacuse it people around you may misjudge you because of your actions can we say that you being too diplomatic. It sometimes help beacause it keeps the other person happy but in the long run it would neither help both of them.

Sunday Evening

Last weekend I was in Chennai ,Sunday I planned to meet up my cousins. We decided to meet up in Spencers (default place come to our mind in Chennai). Trouble of managing two girls is something which I havent experienced ,when we entered spencers they asked me the shop which we need to go in ,I said Landmark without thinking twice.They looked at me as though I have uttered something inauspicious.Then U left the choice to them.Where else people take you when we offer to treat them ,a costliest restaurant giving some peanuts and charge you in gold coins. When we entered the transit being a Sunday it was damm crowded and getting a seat was like getting a prize in lottery.I looked at the two people they were deeply engrossed in some conversation. Afterall poor me is always there to get a place for them, as said so I got a table for three in corner and we managed to get settled there.
My trouble didnt end here these people wanted a special receipe which wont be delivered to our table but we have to collect it from the outlet.As usual I took the responsibility of getting the stuffs for them.After standing in the queue for more than 10 minutes I returned back with delicacies only to find myself shocked. Those two people were still chating ALAS I asked them where is my chair they forgot that another person came with them was supposed to be seated in the chair next them.Now after finding a table my task was reduced to find a chair which was little easy but felt awkard to carry the chair to our table which was some 20 feets away.
While we are eating one girl gets a call from her mum that her insurance agent is waiting for her and her presence is immediately required at their house. So we left the place in hurry and we reached the outside gate. As I had only one bike I was in position to give lift to only one of them,the other one asked me to drop till the bus stop which was directly opposite of the road, I mentioned the difficulties of travelling 2 km take a U ,then reach the same place to drop her. Then it was decided to walk till the bus stop to give her a send off.When we reached the bus stop we realised that the required bus wont stop there and we had to walk 200m to reach a signal where we managed to find a bus stoping at signal after 15mins.
Then the trouble started the girl with me said she cant walk back since she has walked 200m and her legs are paining. What else we caught an auto to travel that 200m and then reached my parking space to fetch my vechicle. While taking the bike from the stand I gave my parking ticket to her and told her to give it the guard when we leave the gate dont know what she heard when we reached the gate the ticket was not in her hand.She said she throwed it somewhere ,I was a stage below becoming mad.Fortunately we found the ticket lying somewhere near the place. I dropped her home as soon as possible.
Good God has given me a lot of patience.

My journey and Prisoner of birth

Its been a long time I had time to read a big novel , thanks to Krishna I got this book 'Prisoner of birth' as a birthday gift . And should appriciate his timing to give the gift ! I had planned my weekend to goto Chennai and while dropping me at the station he handled over this gift. Its pleasent experience to read books on a train journey, I was so engrossed in the novel that I forgot to notice TTR had come to check tickets and worse he also missed me. He thought I hadnt turned up and allocated the berth to somebody else. It took some time of pleading and convincing to get my berth back.

Coming back to the novel Prisoner of birth deals with a criminal case where a innocent has been convicted for a murder he didnt do and how he fights back from it. Court cases and proceedings gave me thought its more like a John Grisham novel. But Archer touches are around the novel here and there.One thing I like in Archer s novel his comparisons of the incident with cricket.

Novel was more predictable but never feltboring throughout the read. All in all its a good time pass !!!