Episode 5: The Perfect Shower (A Crush Story Contd...)

We have just completed a month after the start of school and things in the institute is super fast. The portions are completed at the “rate of knots”. Sunday was fun once, but no more. However, one good thing of the private classes is you always tend to answer in school. I and Ganesh from average have been promoted to above average students now; he even bought me a “Samosa” when Miss Shirley announced this in front of the class.

It’s mid July and the best part of the month is the monsoon it brings. Have always loved this period of time. Heavy rains hardly allowed our school to work. The pleasant climate helped me compose my piece of work. Everything started looking fresh, even Mr. Venkat’s Bajaj, cricket has been taken over by football now, hot and spicy delicacies are the order of the day. No wonder monsoon brings in joy and freshness to each one of us.

As time went by Nandini and I became friends. But, my liking for her was the same. Whenever, I heard her calling out my name it bought me smile every single time. We still never talked or chatted long. It was just those” hi and hello” that was on and that too in class. Outside class we hardly spoke or met, but it was great whenever our eyes met. I have caught her couple of times looking at me unnoticed. It’s a great feeling when the person you like gazes at you and you tend to notice it.

My first romantic shower came pouring this afternoon when all of us were asked to shift to the alternate branch couple of blocks away, the reason being there were some fixing to be done of the leakage that we all face during monsoon. Unfortunately, I didn’t get my bike so had to walk all the way. Half way down the lane it started pouring and heavy showers came down rushing; we suddenly grabbed our umbrella and started walking. Ganesh managed to reach ahead of us, thanks to his bike. Like every Romeo is concerned of his Juliet’s safety, my eyes started searching for Nandini and found her taking shelter in one of the shops. I couldn’t ignore so I went up to her and asked if she minds sharing the umbrella with me? There was prolonged silence and I got the answer. The building was just a 100 meters away. I handed over the umbrella and without looking back sprinted 100meters and with a heavy pour like that day it was not a good idea. I was wet completely.

“Oh Mr. Majnu”, said Ganesh “you would have never done that for me” he said, “NEVER” I replied. “It was a very bad idea to do something like this”, I said to myself. “You bet buddy” replied Ganesh. Within minutes reached Nandini, she handed over the umbrella and said “I am sorry, lots of people know me here, and hence I couldn’t come with you” she said looking right into my eyes. “Its ok”, I said. “Your wet and in a complete mess, because of me” she said. “Oh that’s perfectly fine, I will be ok”, I replied. “Class chalein…baaki baadh mein” (Shall we go to the class, rest later), said Ganesh. With a blushing smile she walked in to the class, as I stared at Ganesh. The moment I stepped in, my worst nightmare started. The Air conditioners were on and it was crazy cold. For someone like me who is wet top to bottom, it is never a good experience. Throughout the class I was shivering and despite of me asking for mercy, just 1 out of 3 ACs were switched off. I was not keeping well and to my surprise Ganesh had a concerned look for me. “Dude!!!You ok?” asked Ganesh. “No”, I whispered, “Its damn cold out here and the AC is killing me” I said. “Mam!!!” Said Nandini “Can you please turn off the AC?  It’s very cold out here and I am not able to concentrate on class” she said. Within minutes the room temperature came back to normal and with a evil smile on his face Ganesh winked. The class ended and as we were leaving for the day I went upto Nandini. “Thanks Nandini, since you felt cold I got saved, or else I would have been frozen to death” I said. “It was not I who felt cold” she said looking right into my eyes and walked out saying “bye Eathen”. I stood there just a little stunned and told Ganesh “she asked to turn off the AC for me dude”…. “YES, you TUBELIGHT” he said and walked out of the class.

Episode 4: Happy B'day Eathen - CRUSH STORY Contd...

It’s 19^th June, but most of all it’s Sunday Morning and Dad is trying his best to wake me up. The day starts with a nice kiss on my forehead “Happy birthday Son” said Dad and a huge gift all wrapped up was lying alone besides me begging to be unleashed. This tempted me to get on my toes as quickly as possible and unwrap the gift. The Kiss was something that made me a little uncomfortable, I am a 16year old guy you see . It’s a bitter reality that our parents never accept that we have grown up J. However, as I started tearing apart the wrap, I just got the feeling of what was to be revealed and to the best of my surprise there she was , so smooth, so serene, and standing tall. My baby, my guitar J. “Thanks DAD” I hugged him back. “Now go get ready” he said.

It was just the perfect start of a wonderful day ahead; as I cherished my gift the fragrance of “Sheera” (A sweet dish) just got my mouth watering. I couldn’t resist the temptation, so quickly had to get myself ready and dressed up for the dish J. Its truly said “the path to a man’s heart is through his stomach” and how well does my mother know about it, she is a wonderful cook and that is very much evident how much she has conquered Dad’s heart looking at his belly.

Had the best of the breakfast since quite sometime. I could hardly get up after the delicacy. As I was picking myself up, in stormed my friends singing “HAPPYYY BIRTHDAYYY TOOO YOUUU” and to my surprise Ganesh was strong enough to come in without minding Jackie. “Thanks Guys” I said. “Open up” said Girish handing me the gift. The next of the surprise, there it was my favorite “Rolling Stone” CDs. It was so far the best of the start for the day. Dad had gifted me a whooping new Guitar and my friends just bought me my favorite music. YES, folks, I am somewhere related to music as well. I play guitar and “Rolling Stone” is my favorite band. “GUYSSSSS!!!!!”  I yelled “thanks buddy thank you”, I hugged each one of them.

We couldn’t spend much time together. The pain of class X has already started. It was Sunday and we had our first class test of Std X. “THE STUDENTS INSTITUTE” has started ruining our Sundays. However, the only motivation today was, I will be seeing Nandini today and I doubt, if she remembers my birthday today. I packed my bag quickly and rushed out as quickly as possible.The test was at 12pm and we left home at 10:30 am the only preparation that could possibly happen was in the class.

We all were trying to get in as many as possible in our little brains. “Sheera, Guitar, Rolling Stone and Nandini” were all fighting hard as to who will occupy my mind”. It was one of those days, where lot of things come together. It was just 10 minutes for 12pm and in walked Nandini. She looked so serious and didn’t  greet any of us, not even Ganesh. She sat quietly at the very place where we have been sitting since the start of our class.

In came the invigilator with the paper and there it was the toughest 90 minutes of the day. As I was struggling to start, Ganesh was equally struggling to understand the paper. However, Nandini was not waiting for anyone as her pen started solving algebra as if it was gifted by "The Aryabhatta" himself. Concentrating on Nandini and not on the test has already fined me 15 minutes. I tried everything possible to put whatever I know in there and there it was 90 minutes expiring like seconds.

Nandini handed over the paper as if it was a piece of cake and Ganesh was just getting his last point in and there it went, it was all over. It was 1:30 and I stood up to leave. It was very much evident that Nandini didn’t even have an idea that today was my birthday. All where discussing the paper, answers and to my surprise even Ganesh was involved in serious discussion. God knows what he was discussing??. I called up Ganesh and told him “I am waiting downstairs, if he can make it quick?”. He said “will be down, in 5 mins”. I looked for Nandini in the class and she was nowhere to be seen . I thought she had left for the day and might be downstairs waiting for the pick up. I rushed down as quickly as possible and there was no sign of her. With a little disappointment, I went out to get my bicycle, as I was just getting it out of the parking, I heard Nandini calling out “Eathen, Eathen”. I quickly turned behind to find her standing with a red rose, neatly wrapped pointing right at me. I didn't trust the sight to be honest. “Hi”, I said, with a surprise look. “Happy birthday Eathen” she said. I thought you had left for the day. “No, I just went across for the rose and this card” she said and handed over the card. I opened the card with surprise and disbelief “TO SOMEONE WITH A BEAUTIFUL HEART….. HAPPY BIRTHDAY from Nandini” it read. I said “Thanks” I am surprised you remember my birthday. “Yeah, thanks to Ganesh” she said, with a smile. “Hope you like the card??” she said. “Ya Ya, its great!!! Thanks!!!” I replied, still surprised and with goose bumps running all over me. “So what did you get for your birthday?” she asked. “Guitar” came the answer, not from me but from Ganesh. “Guitar?” she asked, “Yep!!!” my friend is a very good guitarist and singer”, he replied putting his arms around my shoulder. I didn’t know why he was doing this, but whatever it was, he was helping me. "Wow!!! so you play guitar for me sometime”, she asked. “Sure, I will” I said.

In a while “The Scorpion King” arrived to pick up the little princess waiting!!!! “Bye Eathen” she said and boarded the vehicle, as it started, she lowered the window and waved me bye.. This was something new as well!!!. I couldn’t hold back my smile, but had to give it for her. “Well Well Well, someone is gonna treat me for sure” said Ganesh, leaning on his bicycle. “Tastings!!! (A cake Shop) for sure”, I said with a bright smile


                         ------ To be contd

Episode 3 (THE INTRODUCTION OF 3 SUPERHEROES) THE CRUSH STORY contd…..

“Drrriinggggggg”, “Drrrriiingggggg” rang the school bell, starting the morning for us, it was just the second day of our school and the class has already got the warning for misbehaving.

“Xth A” usually had an impressive history for bright students and top performers, this was lectured to us on the first day of school by almost all the staffs, we all for some moment felt like legends waiting to carry forward the legacy, but that was not the case with this batch.

So, it was a new day and Nandini was still very much occupying my mind. In walked “Dubey Sir" our Hindi professor. His full name being “J P Dubey” he is known in school as “Dubey ji” out of respect. He hails from Bihar northern part of India and has a distinctive Bihari accent, which is unusually funny at times. I couldn’t help smiling when he calls “SCHOOL” “IS COOL” J and “MAHESH” “MAHES” and the best part is the tone he calls us students as “Boyeeeessssss” instead of “Boys”. His famous dialogue that tickles our funny bones is “Open the window and let the atmosphere come in” J. He was somebody who always had a feeling that we are scared of him but it was vice versa, we had a pet name for him as well “Charlie Chaplin from Bihar”.

The bell rang for the fourth time today and the whole class jumped of joy bidding adieu to Science 1 and inviting the PT (Personal Training) hour with a smile. In walked Mr Ganzalves, a joyful character and a very fit personality. He greeted as if he was not a staff but a sergeant serving Indian Army “Good Morning Fellas!!!!” said Mr Gonzalves and the chorus came back singing “Good morningggg sirrrrrrrrrr!!!!!” at once. “Please line up in a single line and walk quietly towards the field” said sergeant. The moment we hear what Gonzaves said,  “Quitely” was an alien word for us. Mr Gonzalves was always someone who was loved by everyone in school, he was kind to all with a polite tone and his motivation to each one of us, whenever, any of us was down or had given up. He truly was a super hero for us. However, his funny dialogue was “NO PT” whenever class was out of control. J

Last but not least it was the final hour of the day and almost all of us were counting the last 45 mins as if it was ages to pass. “Silence all of you” came a voice and there stood Mr Patil our Marathi Sir. You guys remember “Sholay” an epic blockbuster, for those who remember the movie cannot forget the character of “Jailer” “Angrez ke zamaane ka jailer”. He reminded me of that character every time I saw him. Patil Sir was not that kind to any of us. He used to never smile, not once and always used to see us like some Jailer seeing the prisoner or an accused. We all hated him together, like the other two even he had a standard dialogue “Baapaala Saang” or “Baapaala Vichaar” which means “Tell your father” or “Ask your father”. We all wanted him out of our timetable every day. A start of Marathi lecture was like a start of struggle for all of us. “Drrriiiinnnnggggggggg” this time the bell rang for the final time and “Nandini” came back running to my thoughts.

Sprinting straight to the parking I picked up my bicycle as if it was a weightless toy. Rode it straight home without waiting for any of my friends. It was 1:45 pm and in 20 mins I was ready for my most awaiting “classes”. Mom was surprised seeing me so enthusiastic after school. She sarcastically said “It seems somebody is really liking the new tuition class very much and somebody has started dressing up good as well”… I gave her a stare back saying stop it and asked her “what’s for lunch??”.

As I was relishing my sad lunch (Sambar and rice) my pet (Jackie) started barking and it was none other but Ganesh waiting outside the gate with his bike. He was looking extremely funny I must say.. Mom rushed to his rescue and tied up Jackie, she asked Ganesh to come in, even she couldn’t hide her smile looking at him. I asked him “Whatsupp with you and Jackie dude???.. u guys seem to get along like a house on fire”.. “Oh Shut up!! You traitor you cant even wait for us after school, couldn’t resist the sambar kya???” he yelled. “Didn’t want to get late for class” I said. “Ho Ho Ho hey hey hey ha ha ha” said ganesh with his stupid actions “some body is serious of classes these days..is it the class or something else??” he said “I heard that” said mom from kitchen… God!! her ears are sharp!!!  “Shut up and chal”, I told him with my bike ready to roll down the road. I said “Bye Ma” and she said “Studies first, rest can wait” sarcastically she looks sweet when she talks sarcastic and I love that…

It was chilling inside and Ganesh was almost shivering… “Ye bhai zaraa AC bandh karna” (Dude pls shut off the AC ) said Ganesh in his funny South Indian accent. “So dude wats the plan on Sunday” (19^th June) asked Ganesh..(By the way its my b’day on Sunday). “Nothing much dude, morning church and then home with family and later half with u guys”. The door opened and in walked the princess  “Hi Ganesh” said Nandini, this time she was glowing in her white salwar, just like a “white swan”, she smiled at me and so did I. She sat at the very place like yesterday and I was sitting right behind her.

It was just the second day and the dumping work had already started by the professors. There were 3 lectures with wooping 90 mins each. Ganesh and I were exhausted by the end of the day and where just waiting for the final minute to pass by. It was the end of the class and all were packing our bags to leave. Ganesh was in so much hurry as if “Jackie” was running for his ass. I was waiting for Ganesh in the parking while he was taking time to sort out his fee issue with the management . Nandini was standing all alone waiting for her pick up to come. Usually there is a “Scorpio” that comes to pick her up. It was 8pm and all our friends had almost left. I went up to her, pulled in all my courage and started “Ahem Ahem..Hi Nandini”…. “Hi” she said. Havent left yet??? I asked.. “No, my pick up is yet to come” she answered…”Ohh Ok!!!! You practice singing, is it ?? you said that yesterday when you introduced yourself”, I asked…”Ya, carnatic and Hindustani” she said… “Ohh !! Great !!! how do you manage to get those ranks ?? keeping yourself busy with all other activities?”  I asked…I didn’t get an answer but a million dollar smile. “Hi guys” came in ganesh. “Dude !! lets go check out some clothes for you chal” said Ganesh.. I was a little puzzled, cos that was never in our agenda and we never discussed of going shopping. I said “Clothes??” ……… “Ya dude for your birthday on Sunday, now chal” “Ok Nandini, now gonna go” said Ganesh… as we were leaving, in came the scorpio… “Ok, bye Eathen”, said Nandini, that was the first time she called my name and I liked it. Off she went Wrooomingg in the car!!!

Ganesh was waiting for me ready on his bicycle. “whats wrong with you??? Ass!!! when did this shopping shit came by???” I yelled….”Dude!!!! chill , now she knows its your birthday this Sunday” said Ganesh while his eyebrows jumped up and down… I was like “WOW…dude!!!! You have got brains J” “Ya right………..chal now lets go home, I am hungry”.. said Ganesh..

              To be continued on Birthday!!!!!! J

Episode – 2 (The best 3 hours of my life) THE CRUSH STORY

Well Well Well!!!! Now to all who don’t know who Nandini is, she is student of  Vidyamandir High School, eldest daughter of Naidu family, excellent classical singer and dancer. However, most importantly and scary is that she is been ranked 1^st consecutively since class 7. Surprisingly Ganesh’s cousin happens to be her classmate.

So as I was standing frozen and watching the most prettiest of God’s creature walking right in front of me, I could hear nothing except a long distanced voice of a lady calling my name and suddenly I was shaken awake by Ganesh..”Dude what is wrong with you?? The receptionist is screaming her lungs out… and don’t you dare gaze her like that she is Vidya’s classmate” said Ganesh.

“Mr Eathen, it would be nice if you can fill up the form and go sit in Class B” said the receptionist staring at me, she was fuming I must say. Class B was on the second floor, as I saw Nandini fill her form, Ganesh dragged me up to the second floor, was hoping that I could see her again.

As we entered class B, I and Ganesh were in a state of shock as we noticed 10-12 of our school mates already occupying few rows and benches. As our usual mantra we both were searching for a space in the last row but found none. At the end we had to let go our principle and with heavy heart had to occupy the second bench available. Ganesh at his usual optimistic best said “The second we joined this place we have been promoted to the second bench, I can see a bright future ahead of us”… “Ganesh!! One more time you talk shit, I’ll break your Soda glasses, you got it” I said. By the way Ganesh cant see without his glasses.

We were waiting for yet another class of our first day in Xth to start, but my thoughts were occupied by Nandini. It was 4pm and in came our professor Mr Anand; he will be taking our Geometry and Algebra classes. Mr Anand is a smart fit and young chap; this obviously kept the girls in our class “ooooing”. The moment he walked in bunch of girls from different corners of the class started smiling at each other. Some reacting as if they have won a lottery and just couldn’t believe what just happened to them. Anand Sir as we usually call him introduced himself and asked each one of us to introduce ourselves starting from the back benchers. With time running out, I had lost all hopes of Nandini in my class. However, it was Ganesh giving an introduction as if its not a classroom but a courtroom and he is not studying here but being tried for some crime committed. “Next” said Anand Sir … “My name is Eathen, I am from St Peter’s Boy’s High School” as I was giving my introduction “knock” “knock “ said the door and “Excuse me Sir” came the voice. There she was standing in front of me yet again. “Yes, please come in” said Sir. “Sir, Class A has no more room for students, hence have been asked to sit in Class B” she said. “Yes, please find a place for yourself” said Sir. There was a whole bench free in front of us (the first bench) she sat there as I stood behind trying to put myself together to give the best of my introduction possible, which obviously went down the drain as Sir said “Mr Eathen, you may now sit”. “Please introduce yourself to the class” said Sir to Nandini. She stood faced the class and with a posture of reciting a poem gave her introduction saying “My name is Nandini, I am from Vidyamandir School, have great interest in classical music and dance, I have just completed my ‘arangetram’”.

As we were all settling down for class, Mr Anand said that today being our first day, we will not have any lessons happening. Ganesh gave his brightest of smile and wink which symbolized his bright future he was just referring. “Hi Nandini, how are you?” said Ganesh. Now this was surprising and in a state of shock I looked at this rascal, who was introducing himself to the girl I like. “Actually, I am Vidya’s cousin, she used to talk about you a lot, especially you coming 1^st in class consecutively and have also seen your arangetram photos”. Now for all of you who don’t know what arangetram is “It is the debut on-stage performance of a Bharatanatyam student, after undertaking years of training”. As I was fuming of anger, suddenly he said “meet my friend Eathen” and there was Ganesh earning a Vada Pav for himself. “He is a guitarist and a great singer himself” said Ganesh. “Hi Eathen” said Nandini. “Ok Class we will meet tomorrow at 3” said Anand Sir and Nandini turned back to pack her bag. I missed out on my introduction yet again but thanks to Ganesh he had is treat that I owed him that day.

                                             To be continued in the next class

A CRUSH STORY!!!

It’s a breezy monsoon morning, the birds are slowly wishing and whispering good morning, sun is playing hide and seek between the shabby clouds, the Silence has just begin to sing good night and our neighbor Mr Venkat has just kicked his old friend “Bajaj” for the umpteenth time. The smell of “Narasus” the famous coffee brand in South forcing my eyelids to break their hug.

“Aendhiri da” (Get up) says my mom. “Its 6 o’clock and your still on your bed. Don’t you know its your first day in school today?”. By the way My name is “Eathen”. I move as slow as possible, even a tortoise will win if it races. Its June 13^th and Monday Morning, my beginning of most important part of my life as big as a hype that was created since I was 10yrs old. Yea its beginning of my 10^th (SSC) and starting from today my life is gonna be as Busy as Mr Narayan Murthy. I will start my day at 6am and end my day at 10pm. It always eats me up when I think why do Parents react as if a panic button has hit when their children reach Std X. It used to scare me at times when I used to clear my IXth Semesters.

However, here I am with a Colgate combo in hand watching myself closely in the mirror and there I see myself smile for one last time as it will be Mr Anonymous in some day. Its 6:45 and I am ready with my new Uniform and a New Bag, thanks to Dad. I say “Bye Maa” and there she is standing there with a stare, Oh no!!! I missed the gods I have to ask their blessings as it is my first day in school (I mean Xth Std) I pray for a better Morning and as I move outside My dad hands me the receiver and who have I got on phone is my Dad’s elder brother and his wife “Now I have to take their blessings as well???”, Now I wish I never had come this far. Its 5 mins for 7 and in the nxt 10 mins it’s the first bell that’s gonna decide am I late or on time.

As I peddle my way to school a tiny drop wishes me good luck and there I see few of my friends waiting for me for a ride to school. Its 7:10 am and we are on time a minute late my new calendar will have my first remark from Mrs Coutino (Principal) demanding Dad's autograph the nxt day. Its Xth A and as usual the last bench awaits its royal highness J

Since it’s the first day in school all our Teachers have just talked about what is in store for us in the coming years. It’s a new class and new classmates but same old faces. With so mch of struggle and sleepy drolls we hear the most soothing music “Our school bell at 1”. Out we rush to our bikes and four of us off we go. Allow me to introduce you all to my close friends in school the “padaaku” of our group Mr Hari, The dude of our group Mr Girish, the “bol bachan” of our group Mr Ganesh.

So, As I was saying we are going to be busy for the next 1 year. Its also today that we have to enroll for our private tuitions “THE STUDENTS INSTITUTE” So our busy schedule is 7:10 am to 1:15pm (School), 3:30pm to 9:30pm (“THE STUDENTS INSTITUTE”). Today being the first day we need to pay our fees and start with the class directly. “HAVE MERCY” I would say.

Its 3:00 pm and there I hear a lady calling me “Eathen”. Its my chance to fill up a form to enroll myself in this asylum for the next 365 days. For a change the classes here has Air conditions fitted and we also have some girls for company in the same class. This is new for me as for the past 10yrs its jst Boys that were there in my class, yea you got it my school is “St Peter's Boys High School”

I was just about to pen down my biography, I hear the lady call out a name “Nandini”, and a sweet reply saying “YES MAM” quickly followed, I couldn’t resist my eyes automatically shifted gaze from something black and white to full of life and there she was in her pink Salwar Suit walking towards me like a Miss World who has jst won her pageant and walking in for her crown. As she passed by her eyes jst watched me standing stun as if a begger has jst seen a full cheese pizza in front of him.

                  --Meet u guys tomorrow.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

I HAVE A “PRESENT” FOR YOU

“Gift” always brings a smile not only to me but for lot many. Have you wondered or reflected how many gifts (present) life has given you. Probably not many of us, not me at least, till the time I have started writing this.

I have always believed and still believe that we live and should live life for us first. I may sound a “coward” but trust me you will feel the same someday. There is no harm in living for you. People might say finish your responsibilities first but my question is in India does our responsibility ends??? So that crap of advice should go directly to the five letter vessel “TRASH”.

We always talk about the past and future but what we miss the most is “present”. We live our present giving past and future so much of importance that it doesn’t deserve.

Now coming to the point “living for you”, in India we value our family and friends more than anything. If something wrong happens to me or if I am not happy of my life who is going to be more hurt, it will be my folks and near and dear ones, so it’s important that I am in a good shape for them. People remember past is memories can be visited not lived. Future is full of assumptions with lot of uncertainties and expectations which is fantasy not until it comes true.

WHO are the ones who are more successful today? They are the ones who live today for a better tomorrow.

It is very important to understand the power that present day has in determining your tomorrow. Thinking about results is going to ruin your preparation. The best gift that life has given each one of us is “PRESENT” Live it and Trust me its not that you will not have any problems or issues or all your life is gonna be glory. But you will have a new perception of seeing new problems and opportunities as challenges and facing them then and there.

Understand Guys : “DEATH is of no important without “LIFE”

IF WE GET THIS PRESENT IN OUR LIFE, EACH ONE OF US WILL HAVE THE GIFT OF HAPPINESS EVER AFTER!!!!!!!

- Jim Vaiz

IT's GOOD TO BE BACK!!

Good day Folks,
Lots of things happened in past 3 yrs. Life as unexpected it could b gave good roller coaster ride, as I usually refer to. However, here I am back to business with 3yrs of experience behind my back. A little mature, a little more wiser and a little more motivated to start again. Hoping for a good long stance this time.

So folks, I had a vision some years back, which i couldn't give a proper idea nor i could give proper attention. However an idea once sown remains sown. I always wanted to do something, something that is good for all. Not profitable but atleast can bring a change to some will satisfy me.
So here i am watering my idea that was sown long time back with giving my maximum time and attention to this blog.
This is gonna be informative, interactive and the solution will definately be a part. This may be time consuming and tedious but possible.
FOLKS this is gonna take a lot of help from each one of you. Cos thoughts are something like Cash in bank without benefits. Thoughts put in something productive multiplies and multiplies big.

This blog is gonna allow me to publish informations on various topics that i come across and that would b informative. You may also ask queries or come up with suggestions in terms of topics. We will make sure that we give equal attention to each one of you trying to give your best for this.

Looking forward for a warm response and help!!!!

                                                                                                      CHAO!!!!