Last Memories Burnt in Eyes of a Soldier

After a long gap, blogging again. This time after a series of sad events unfolded and as seen in news, earthquake, floods, bloody terrorist attacks etc.

One question haunts in my mind after watching a precious soldier sacrificing his life for the safety of our country, what does a soldier wounded by a bloody terrorist's bullet, has in his mind apart from all the pains, what might be the thought which might be running in his mind at the last events of his/her death ?

Is it the pains of success that he is dying for the country ? or the pains of sadness that he could not meet his family one last time? hug his kids, love them one last time? talk to parents & friends one last time ?

What actually happens to the life of his wife ? how does she explain about her husband to her kids when they are growing up and ask for their dad ? All through their lives most of the times they need to live separately when he was alive and when he is dead it's all over, does a soldier's life sacrificed is remembered by anyone in this country?

When a country like India has such a biggest level of corruption, can't we invest in bullet proof accessories, military drones, improvised and hi-tech guns and ammunition's, our ISRO is so much famous for weather sensing and geo-mapping technologies with precision in meters !, can't we safe-guard our territories ?

With such a big military establishment how can they not have secured the entire area with right approach ? what's missing ? How many such precious lives needs to be lost in order to wake up?

Savi Savi Nenapu Saavira Nenapu

I was watching "Happy Days" film after many years, the film took me to my college days and brought those sweet beautiful memories like a flash.

I opened this folder by name VVIESTA in my system after 4 years. It gave me Goosebumps and yes i had a very beautiful college days.

Student Placement Secretary

Being student placement secretary for the college it gave me lots of opportunities to interact, co-ordinate and deal with the companies and HR people.

Creating an SMS gupshup community with ~700 student subscribers was a great help to all of us in reaching right placement related information at their finger tips.

Creating and maintaining Http://vvietmysore.blogspot.in was a great fun during college days. I wonder for getting mails and calls from many people, parents asking about the college and it's facilities :)

From L to R -                       Rohith T.D (President Computer Science & Engineering)                                                Ganesh Prasad E (President Information Science & Engineering)

I proudly say that being the presidents for Information science & Computer science branch me and Rohith TD had great responsibilities in organizing a college cultural and technical fest during our tenure which we achieved with 200% success :)

It gave us wonderful leadership lessons to learn and showcase, no fest till date in the college was successfully organized and executed in that level. Right from bringing sponsors for the fest our team had highly talented people. I'm laughing while writing this, being the part of sponsor committee remembering the strategy we implemented the truth, lies and facts that we presented in a manner which impressed sponsors for granting higher money as sponsorship till date to our college fest that year. 

It was a shocker for me when Rohith met with an accident right before few days left for the fest it became more challenging for the rest without another pillar. But somehow he recovered and was back on track at the time of the fest.

Dept of IS&E logo

The logo for our branch which i designed was inspired by a guy and a gal holding an umbrella in a rain :D.

Different ID cards designed for the respective groups

Dealing with the sponsors was extremely good experience. It gave an insight into financial risk management and how to have win win arguments. A good experience was on font size of the sponsor and our college, fest name. At last we won! we achieved justice for both fest as well as sponsor during banner designing :)

Bitter experience was that the sponsor didn't gave advance money on time, the 7 hills people refused to switch on the speakers at 6 pm on the fest day without half payment, we had to rush and arrange the money from our hands for the fest to go on. No one knew it except me and rohith that day. Phew else it was a great disaster on the fest day. It gave us great experience that day for our lives.

Dividing the tasks to manage technical, cultural, games etc with different groups and people identified made the work easier and resulted in success :) 

It was an extreme co-ordinated effort from all (many names are there to be named without which it was not such a successful event) which made it a success. Now we call it in corporate terms as good team work :D

The beautiful posters were designed by narasimha and shankar very talented ppl.

 

We never expected such a huge crowd will get gathered for the fest in a college which was in the outskirts of Mysore. Providing security to the girls present there was our prime task, dealing and helping policemen on this task was nice.

During Technical Fest

Releasing our branch magazine Infozine

Fest Pics:

VVIESTA 2008

Vibhin Group wonderful performance on stage

IS Juniors dance

Magazine committee working tirelessly to get the Infozine out

Enjoyment to the max level

Enjoyment to the max at the end of the festival

With CS friends :)

And at the end it was rocking to remember the happy, bitter, sad, experiences during college days. Yet with all these, it was nice to go back and remember those days and moments, everything comes like a flash in front of my eyes if i close my eyes.

Recently i had been to college, the path, atmosphere made me feel like everything was moving slowly, the breeze brought me those voices from my college times, images of people standing laughing, enjoying, walking etc. 

I went to college library, the librarian recognized me and was happy to see me after so many years, i went through those book racks, i could see the memories flowing there, tears rolled in.

Walking along the corridor, steps, i sat at the same place where we used to chit chat and made fun during our time, i went near the classrooms, i could see my classmates sitting overthere, me too was enjoying to the core laughing, and yet a bit later it was silence over there, there were another set of people having there happy days. 

There was no junior whom i would recognize, i could see a new set of ppl/batch living a happy life yes college life once we had experienced.

I sat near the cafeteria watching groups of people having fun. For a second i remembered my batch people waiting for the college bus to start.

I saw my mobile phone it was afternoon, i left with my friend in a deep silence. Yes today i have achieved so much because of the same college. I feel proud to say that i am alumini from VVIET.

Girl, Honda Activa and Chamundi Hills

Run fast fast fast.. gani don’t see behind..

The road and the surrounding looks too pitch dark; Today simply I should have stayed at home why did I came here? That too alone? oh what’s this today in Mysore so windy, the trees around me are wavering as if they will fall down on road, and today I don’t see moon in the sky it seems today is “Amavaase”

That day evening - Calling Amith(my best buddy) maga yellidiya ? Yako maneli bejaru baa chamundi hills ge hogana, I’ll pick u. Illa maga late agutte maneg barodu tumba work ide innu. Ok kano sari bye sigana nan obne hogthini.

Life alli first time obne gadil hogtha idini its already dark 7 pm. Today it’s much rush it seems the traffic is building up on the way. Oh it’s a long queue out here, I think it takes more than 1.5 hours for the queue to move and me having “Darshana” of goddess. Ok I have come here anyhow, let’s have darshan and go.

I had “Darshan”  the time now is 8.20 pm. It was a superb weather outside the temple, filled with Mist, I could see the rays beautifully coming from Cars, Its chilling cold out here, uff.. ok now let’s head towards home, will start my vehicle “Honda Activa”; my vehicle didn’t started for about 10 mins, I tried to kick start, self but at last with much difficulty it got started.

When coming down the Hill any mysorean will off the vehicle and come, so I too did the same. Near “mahishasura” statue I switched off my vehicle, I could see hardly very tiny light on road, its pitch dark I see left side and right side of my eyes I’s total black pitch dark, but I could feel passing through the cool mist.

I wonder while coming up there was lot of traffic, I could hardly see any vehicle now in road, its total silence, I could hear only my vehicle’s wheel sound now. This is the first time I’m coming to Chamundi hills alone that too night time. Usually I used to have some or the other friend accompanying me, but today alone. Suddenly I hear some girl voice calling my name “ganesh” I got pissed off by the silence outside and this voice, I turned around to see who called my name all 360 degrees I could find none. Now some kind of fear ripped through my jaw. I’m just watching the road in front of me and passing by, suddenly my hands went to switch on the activa, it’s not SWITCHING ON. At the same time someone kept their hand on my right shoulder. Again the girl voice “ganesh don’t get panic my name is Priya just listen to me and I won’t do anything to you;  you should concentrate on the road and you should not turn back just listen to me”. My hands, legs and what all body parts started to shiver, I don’t know what to do, even if I want to scream there is no one around, and watching through the Mirror I could see nothing as its pitch dark, my eyes now momentarily switching between left and right mirrors and on the road.

The girl voice started again, her voice was like someone crying and speaking, she started to speak “the same day 2 years back some guys had murdered me here inside a car”. What mistake I had did to them, I wanted to live, I had so many dreams to accomplish in my life. They shattered everything. They used me and mercilessly killed me, I was screaming so badly but ganesh there was no one near by to help me. I wont leave them, I will kill them. These words from her brought some sigh to me, I started feeling bad on the incident which killed her, but again in this age of 2011 how to believe such spirits, devil exists ? but what I’m hearing isn’t true? I felt someone keeping there hand on my shoulders, I could feel the fingers on my shoulders. i wanted to ask her, why you came to explain me this? What you want from me; but my voice isn’t coming out, my throat had got dried up. Slowly I got some voice and asked her “I feel sorry for you, but what do you want from me?”. She told I want to come inside you and take revenge against them. How can this be possible? I don’t agree for that, you are already dead and you want me to do the crime? I can’t do this I told. Suddenly near a tree on the left side my vehicle got stopped, its not at all moving, her hands are on my shoulders yet, I could hear loud laugh, my heart beat raised, I could hear my heartbeat so loud I don’t know what to do now. I tried to move the handle, the handle has also got jammed, I think you have done something to my vehicle I raised in a low voice fearing. She was laughing continuously. Every year I get a chance on this day to speak so anyone on this road, she started crying like I we have seen in horror movies.  This year I saw you alone driving, and so here I came asking for your help. You are not ready to help me, she laughed loudly, but at the same time I could hear some dog’s howling somewhere down the hill, I could hear some other voice crying so deeply, I was feeling so fearful, I thought something will happen to me now, I should run from here, I should call for help, I saw above the road, for my luck one car is coming, I got down from my still vehicle, I saw behind me but I couldn’t see her sitting on my vehicle. The car was coming slowly, with lights inside on, but the front lights were off, she was laughing still I could hear her voice with other voices crying howling, I don’t know how I got courage to get down and now the car approached near me, there is no one inside!!! The car is just moving below the road, its Santro car light golden colored one, inside all lights are ON. This one still brought me fear galloping through my throat. My inner voice started telling ganesh today is your life’s bad day you should have remained in home simply, you should not have attempted to come alone in this amaavase night, so pitch dark night. Ok now what to do. the santro car just passed me and its moving in 10 km speed down the hill.

My inner voice told I would rather be here and suffer ? or shall I run ? I’ll run down the hill, I started praying goddess name and mantra’s and I ran like never for life.. Run fast fast fast.. gani don’t see behind..

The road and the surrounding looks too pitch dark; Today simply I should have stayed at home why did I came here? That too alone? oh what’s this today in Mysore so windy, the trees around me are wavering as if they will fall down on road, and today I don’t see moon in the sky it seems today is “Amavaase”

Run run run I could see white colored divider and its just another half a km to reach below hill, run run run.. I was sweat so much, sweat was dripping all over my body..

I could hear another male voice now ‘ganesha’ ‘ganesha’ ‘gani’ ‘gani’ ‘get up’ ‘get up’ someone pulled my fur rug which I had covered my face with, my body had got so  hot and sweat I needed fresh air to breath, I slowly opened my eyes it’s my best buddy “Anand” thu magane isth hottadru malgidiyalla mobilena switch off madi yest sala call madodu ninge. I was literarily feeling where was I ? was this real or I just saw a dream ? I turned towards looking through my room, my bed sheet and the clock, it was around 6.30 pm on a Sunday evening. Yen maga nale belagge na Bangalore ge, yen full dreamgirl ha, full kans kantha idiya annsutte ha hmmm ? I was still in the echoes of that girl’s voice… I just told myself wat a dream it was, It was so real uff.. I headed towards bathroom to wash my face…….

5 days in Bangalore 2 days in Mysore - Life of a software engineer from mysore

Its 7 am in the morning still I will be enjoying my dreamy characters in sleep suddenly my roomie wakes me up after he is ready for office, suddenly back to ground earth from dreams zzzuuuuiiiiiii…

My mind says shall I work from home today? Yes let’s sleep then for some more time. Again at 7.10 suddenly no, again I have to cook, clean, lone what shall I do in home, lets head to office.

After getting ready my 2 roomie’s will be sleeping peacefully in dreams with their own characters, I see there innocent faces of sleep and make them wake up J they still go back to sleep. Ok “makla malkoli office ge raja haki” telling this I lock up the room and escape. In 2^nd floor one invisible aunty will be cooking deliciously, every day I smell it, from past 1 year I haven’t seen who’s staying there!!! That’s Bangalore.. : P

Now waiting for the office shuttle, at 7.55 am, there will be no traffic in jeevan bhima nagar – 80 feet road signal, suddenly one lady with her 2 children walks in front of me holding them to school. She walks exactly at that timeJ... next, one old man with his dog he looks like OSHO walks behind me, there is one dog in a house which he stops and greets it, the dog above will start dancing its tail to him and his dog, I see this and turn towards the road for my shuttle. Another lady walks with her vanity bag, in a call using her headphone (from past 8 months I’m seeing her same) and stands next to me waiting for her company cab. Now exactly at 8 am I don’t know from where people gush in, full traffic jam in the signal, within 5 mins all these will unfold. Suddenly one lady comes now and boards an auto, she will be in a hurry always. I’m still in a mood of sleep I feel am I dreaming or this is real? Every day the feel of dejavu !!! J; from past 8 months I’m having the same routine people every day, again for a moment I smile and tell myself hello I’m also doing the same every day, for them the person who stands at the same time same place J. Suddenly my shuttle comes and I board in greet people and just plug in my Apple Ipod and close my eyes. On the way to my office till whitefield calmly listening to some music and sleeping, suddenly nearing the whitefield police station the driver will overdrive the hump, so that everyone will wake up :P … “guru swalpa nodkondu odsappa” telling this we again take a nap of 1 min and get down.

The security person at the entrance looks me like I’m a prisoner and he is a jailer. I flash and get inside… the greenery, birds, swans; fresh oxygen inside office campus will be the same, routine work tea breaks, GYM, work, meetings, office politics etc… and this goes on every weekday!!! There is no change in the events or people J that we call as routine or mechanical life.

Again back to home evening at 7, I will be first to board home in and start facebuking, chatting etc.. Slowly other roomies will join in. Discussions about what went in office today, LIFE, girls, “Life yake hinge”, what are plans for the future “yen adru sadhis beku maga full doddadu hange hinge taking names of mark zuckerberg, steve jobs, NRM, etc etc”, some healthy websites :P, stories etc etc. By the time we get back to sleep uff what a tiring day it was.

Today is Friday a feel that starts back from Thursday evening, happily packing all unwashed clothes etc to head towards Mysore. In morning tea break everyone asks so evattu Mysore aa ninde bidappa aaram jeevna hange hinge etc. It’s 4 pm now and if I leave now I can catch 6.15 train, a train which is a great gift to all software engineers from Mysore. For this completing all pending tasks early itself and escape.

Flying in train to Mysore: I see most of the same people travelling in D1, D2 bogies of the chamundi express reserved compartments. According to my analysis a person who has got out from BE, for initial 4 years will travel like this after that CAR, marriage settling down in BLR etc. So you can see a common trend in the people from Mysore. Just after leaving Srirangapatna calling home to my brother to leave after 10 mins to pick me up. And its 9.15 now, marching a long queue of people gushing outside from train. Just think how many people like me will travel every week to Mysore.

The feel of JLB road and the fresh clean cool oxygen brings in a feeling that never ends, the complete change in just 5-6 hours, the peaceful roads, and happy faces, some things doesn’t be comparable with anything.

Having mom prepared food and checking FB sleeping off, uff what a week it was.

Happy Time: 2 days Saturday and Sunday the most happiest days for a mysorean, meeting friends, roaming KD Road, DD Urs road, A-Z Kuvempunagar, SJCE, what else, being a mysorean going to chamundi hills night times and early morning through steps, even if I go another million times it will be fresher newer, happier everytime.

Who will not enjoy with friends sitting in KD Road, having chota tea, and chit chatting about everything every week?

Shopping at DD urs road, benne dose opp to LEVIS showroom, dry gobi, faluda, soppin dose in chat street J, gobi in amruth, biriyani in devi, hanumanthu…  its heaven to find everything in Mysore.

Sunday evening at chamundi hills view point, that single long eucalyptus tree, a total view of complete illuminated Mysore, cool breeze, feeling of being inside clouds when it passes through us nearing chamundi temple, a chat that never ends when we sit on steps behind chamundi hills temple having churmuri, bajji-bonda, outside near “mahishasura’s statue”. It’s a real peaceful life.

These are the common words, maga ee waara Mysore ga ?, Sunday evening e horthogthiya illa Monday morning ? train a, Volvo na ? flexible timings a nim office alli ? nin bidappa life alli settle ade, nim company full dodd du, nav innu associate, nodbeku maga hike siglilla andre bere kade nodava anta, so inn 6 months alli onsite annu, alle full hudgir jothe maja gija settleu, per dm, ninde company open mado plans idiya, yen maga full status updates superru, nin bidu greatu, hmmm hmmm hmmm etc etc etc

Exactly at 5 am, at Volvo back to the concept of sleep and travel, sleep like a baby etc. getting down in busy majestic gija gija, boarding 335 E and landing………

We are a set of people who can’t settle down completely in Bangalore or nor we can come back to Mysore and settle down, nor we can take our parents and settle in Bangalore, so life isthene, life hingene.. it goes on and on…………. 5 days in Bangalore 2 days in Mysore………