23rd November 2007.. 18:08hrs..
Calicut Beach… walking in the breeze feels really good.. with deepak n ameeth.. we are almost all of the people who were left in calicut waiting for our joining dates.. life was boring, but it was good… it was fun at times like this.. went on to get a kite to fly… i’d flew one many times before, but somehow this felt like the first time.. it took some time to hold flight, but once it got off, there was no stopping it.. soon, the kite went so high that it was the size of a pupil.. we didnt want to let it loose, so we tied it to a stone near the beach bridge and walked away.. i kept looking back at it all the way and something struck me.. will i do this any time again.. a thousand times over.. hmm..

17th January 2008.. 00:44hrs..
sukhwinder singh screaming ‘bas bas bada bole, ab kuch kariye…’ in my ears.. i’ve entered corporate life.. i wake up at 8 and brush my teeth n then bathe.. get into my armour which includes a tie on mondays n tuesdays.. smelly shoes.. n ‘walk’ to the big colloseum for what everyone calls training.. the walk to the place is just around 400 metres, but it sends some kind of sweet pain from the toes up till the knees.. the pain i call sweet as its the fatigue caused by that which helps in idling thru the session till noon.. after december 18th, each working day of my life was the same.. i never reached the colloseum earlier, but left the place later than 6pm a number of times.. complains mostly stay confined to my head, but for some very close people.. but i gotta live this life anyways..

16th March 2008.. 11:52hrs..
slept long yesterday.. its raining heavily in mysore these days… training has reached its ending stage.. things have eased up a little lately.. we dont sit at office for long hours nowadays, unless we have a training project.. n the fact of the matter is we have one of those, every other weekend but i’ve started to like the work here.. mostly because i’ve tried hard to do that we get net in the evening from 5 to 9.. we cant access any public mails, so who needs net anyways.. walking to the foodcourt to have some food.. the umbrellas were kept to dry near my hostel.. it was refreshing to see the colours amongst the artificial lawns n gardens.. life goes on naturally..

6th April 2008.. 21:48hrs..
i’m home after more than 3 months.. lot has happened in these days… i couldnt blog much, even after the many times aana tried to make me… wanted to write about the first marriage in our batch.. our own amar govindan aKa Comedy cant digest the fact that he has done it.. wanted to write a lot.. but nothing surfaced.. everything just lost somewhere.. so i’ll be silent till the next time.. silence is countless sounds combining to play in a rhythm… silence is a symphony…..