"I love him above all"

Time : 3:00 AM…
She blew out of the water to see her cute Nokia 1108 creating undamped continuous vibrations, signaling a call. Before she could realize that she’s being remembered even during nights, vibrations stopped. “What a nasty dream, thank god, I was disturbed” she realized.

Trrriinnggg. Vibrations restarted. This time she was not going to miss that. Grabbed her cutie with her soft hands asap only to see the white lighted screen informing her “2 missed calls”. “Missed again” she murmured.
Preoccupied with her dreams that, for her satisfaction, got shattered in the middle, she just forgot to realize that her security unlock code was the number equivalent of her, probably, best phrase ‘LOVE U RAVI’, the one that could help her in unraveling the secrets in her mobile. But she was attempting hard to allay the fears that had cropped her up because of that nightmare. “Let me freshen up” she uttered to herself.

“Tick” – on were the lights of a posh and tidy bathroom. With a night-robe embracing the most beautiful torso of hers, she stepped into the bathroom to get her ever-fresh face even fresher. Sprinkled water onto it. Those fortunate droplets that fell on her were even more fortunate, because it was 3 at night, when most water taps remain dormant.

“5 missed calls” mobile screen reminded as she peeped into in again. Typing her most cherished words, did she manage to unlock her cutie. “Hope, this day I wasn’t born. Nope I wasn’t.” she confirmed, while trying to unearth who the caller was/callers were.

Bewildered !!
“No number? But how could that be? Missed call from no number?” This added fuel to fire. She felt queasy. She missed all five calls from that so-called “no number.” She, feeling nervy, waited for her mobile to vibrate once more. She was all set to press the ‘attend’ button. To her misfortune, her vigilance received no reward.
There was a ten-minute unbroken silence. None moved, neither she nor her sweet mobile. Blood of fear streamed all through her body. “No calls yet.” she sickened.

Reclining uneasily, in an easy chair, she fought all odds of her mind to get rid of that dream out of it. It wouldn’t budge. Dreams, generally, are volatile. This wasn’t. To heighten her nervousness, her thoughts were filled by the nightmare as she began to retrospect it.

“A great day so far. I am off for a treat tonight. He has invited me.” with an awesome smile on her face, did she utter these words to her pal over phone. “His pontiac grandprix is going to take me to his place”. Her smiles crossed all limits of beauty. Strolling in the park, she had a great time with her friend over phone. She was all smiles.

It was dusk and the chauffeur knocked at hers. “Yes Peter, I am ready.” Attired with a beautiful Indian Sari, Flamingo pink in colour, she looked bonnier than the bonniest. Her beauty needing more superlatives than those existing in an up-to-date lexicon. “What a cute car, Peter” she was amazed at the Pontiac Grandprix.
Getting into it, she called up the sweetheart, whom she loved above all, to inform that she’s on her way. There was no answer from the other end. Her anxious wait to plant a kiss on her mobile, which would transmit that to his cheeks, wasn’t rewarded. “Peter, He’s home, right?” “Yes madam.” Keeping her 1108 cutie aside, she settled in to love the air that was breezing past her, as the car raced past all beautiful trees. The climate was just right for a romantic candle-light dinner.
As the car raced into the parking lot, she became over-thrilled. Disembarking her beautiful torso out of the automobile beauty, she thanked the chauffeur and stepped into, what she used to call as, palace.

A few seconds passed unspoken….

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3
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5
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Shocker!! “Peter!” she yelled. The chauffeur rushed in. He, too, was taken aback.
The chauffeur, in quick reaction, got near the person, who was lying unconscious, in a position that concealed his identity, on a beautiful and tidy vitrified-tiled floor. The chauffeur made all efforts to overturn. She was shell-shocked, but still looked so beautiful, as always.

TIME: 3:00 AM. She blew out of the water to see her cute Nokia 1108 creating undamped continuous vibrations, signaling a call. Before she could realize that she’s being remembered even during nights, vibrations stopped. “What a nasty dream, thank god, I was disturbed” she realized.

She revered the missed caller, who saved her most covetous person. She thanked him/her and her cute mobile phone, which she always loves, for not revealing the identity of that badly bruised body.

The WAIT - Peak of Anxiety...

An inferno within,
Burning red inside,
Too hot to extinguish.

A restive state unprecedented,
Jittering teeth,
Jerky limbs,
Loosening grip,
All together,
Intensified all through.

Uncertain and indecisive mind,
Tried hard to kibosh,
Signs of self-placation nil,
Limits transcended.

Was that I?
“You”, pal yelled,
Yes. It was I,
Teeth were mine,
Limbs were mine,
Mind was mine.
Tensity was mine.

Sweat galore,
Filling my face.

World infront faded,
Anxiety approaching its zenith,
Five anxious seconds to pass....

5

4

3

2

1…

“Yes. I did it. I did it”
TATA, You did it for me.
My life’s got a LIFE,
My Insanity turned sane,
Dormancy turned Vivid,
Anxiety abated,
Satisfaction limitless,
Though ephemeral.
Life’s got a meaning,

One hundred sixty seventh afternoon,
Seven years into the 21st century,
The day unforgettable…

"Non-Comprehendable"

This is so esoteric,

Too hard to decipher,

Drifting away from clarity,

Getting hazy and indistinct,

Too erratic and fickle....

Acclivity....

Acclivity, at times, seem to lead me astray...
Somewhere very far, too far even to figure out...
Life's still not got an exact meaning...
Life's a dream....

KURUKSHETRA '07

The inter-college inter-disciplinary mega technical symposium of College Of Engineering Guindy, KURUKSHETRA, the first of its kind, in the history of CEG, came to bare sunlight, on the 4th of January, to kick off the new-year (2007) in a style.

This 4-day symposium was filled with lots of inter-disciplinary techno-management events, robotics, papers, projects, lots of technical demos, programming contests, games taking place at various venues within CEG campus. The campus seemed like an ‘opportunities fair’ with people meandering in and around to get into some venue, and have their presence felt. The place was buzzing with value-adding exuberance.

All laurels and accolades to my colleagues. Hats off to them. The magnitude of this event was twice that of TECHOFES. It was a painstakingly planned mighty event. To add burden to the shoulders, this was the first time such a big (costliest-ever in the history of CEG) event came forth. All great minds of CEG congregated and came up with innovative ideas, ingenious plans that nurtured this KURUKSHETRA. The tag-line goes like this “The Battle of the Brains” and this stood justified at the dusk of the fourth day.

The main plus point we had in managing this mega event was that, we had split our work into groups and worked towards its final shape. It was split like, one group would be working on Hospitality (guiding and helping the guests and participants right from the start till the end), one other group on events planning (preparing a well-planned schedule. Ensuring no events clash and ensuring their smooth running etc), the other one on marketing (getting hold of sponsors, informing colleges those that are within the proximity and those that are remote) and so on and so forth. This helped us a lot.

Regarding the events,
All events kicked off in style and ended fantastically. Events like FUN WITH PHYSICS (conducted by my friend Rakesh) pulled crowd in excess. All others events also were no less, attracted a decent crowd. There were some informal events like Crosswords, Su Do Ku (that were simultaneously taking place) which added ebullience to this lively technical funda.

It would not be fair, if do not mention about the event for which I was one of the CO-ORDINATORS of. This event, called the DALAL BULL event, was a stock-market event (Rules: Rs. 10,00,000 (don't get astonished, it's virtual money!)would initially be given to all participants. By judiciously utilizing these money, he/she has to have a motive of profit-making, by buying and selling shares of various companies (along with their share values), that were displayed on large screens at the venue. The winner is obvious. The one who has achieved the maximum of all). This, being a ‘no specific-dept.’ management event drew in maximum crowd. The venue was bubbling with buzz. This event proved to be the largest of the events at K ’07 (as we call Kurukshetra ’07 for short). This 3 day event kicked off, with a chaos, unlike other events, as we had to overcome a healthy crowd. To add fuel to fire, some of the systems, that contained significant data, went down. Bystanders within the campus were found criticizing on this event. After a somber start, this event gradually accelerated. The crowd’s magnitude started bloating. We, learning from the mistakes, adroitly managed the crowd with ease. At the end of K ’07, our event got hell lots of accolades. Thanks to the initial errors that we committed.

This K ’07, the battle of the brains, on the whole, was a well-executed “program”me. The fastidious colleagues of my college, for their sweat, deserved lots of credit and earned them too and are geared up for an even LARGER magnitude K ’08 and an even bigger DALAL BULL event.

K ’08 – a mightier battle.

The making of TECHOFES '07.

The annual Cultural Festival of College of Engineering Guindy, TECHOFES which sets the stage ablaze during MID-FEBRAUARY, did the same this year (2007) too, between Feb 15-18.
This 4 day extravaganza featured variety of entertainment. Blockbuster film (as they call it), Fashion Show (Don expect much from it. It was damn dry.!!), Light Music (rocked!), Variety Show (Fine one..), Choreo-nite (enticing..) to name a few. There were lots of miniature events too, that were taking place on all 4 days at various venues in our campus, loaded with heaps of fun in them. On all four days, campus was bubbling with exuberance.

Coming to the making of this magnanimous event,
This event needed a well planned scheduling and careful execution, as its magnitude was quite massive. The greatness that lies within us (my college dudes) is the unity with which they sweat out to make the occasion a success. They give their everything, to ensure that, this turns out into a proper shape. Everything was well planned. Very Well executed.
But the days they sweated were really tough. Bunking classes to get hold of sponsors, inviting chief guests (since, this being a cultural, actors, actresses would be the best fit) to grace the occasion, arrangements for stage, acoustic settings, Keeping venues equipped with necessary requisites, informing the press, arranging for stalls, Using rhetoric in arguing with film distributors (Film must also be latest. Old films find scarce crowd – another feat to be achieved) to avoid fleecing exorbitant sum, informing caterers for snacks, invitations for all the staff (It must also be ensured that invitation reaches each and every staff or it’ll turn out to be problematic.), hospitality for all the participants and guests and many more…
The event was very well executed.

Coming to the entertainment part of Techofes ’07,

Day 1: Some, not very well known personality, declared TECHOFES ‘07 open on the dusk of the 15th. It was followed by a movie, that featured a 3 hr entertainment. (The density of the crowd contributed more to the entertainment than the film’s theme!!!)


Day 2: VASUNDHRA DAS concert rocked the stages on the 16th. Venue was bubbling with ebullience. John Britto’s dance company (professional choreographers) entertained us, in between her songs.

Day 3: This day’s morning featured with a lots of trivial fun. Evening – Fashion show to kick off the dusk buzz. Guys were in full attendance (as though, they’d been craving for this for long). Disappointment!! Upset!! Dismal performance by the girls on the cat-walk. (My college, CEG, was the worst. Others were equally bad too). Variety show followed this, pulled back the squalid and torpid crowd, back to an aura filled with fun. It was a fine performance. Lots of colleges in and around Chennai had come ‘all the way’ to our campus and enacted a good variety show.


Day 4: Choreo-nite set the evening stage, of the final day, ablaze. A pyrotechnic experience. Profusely gifted dancers from various colleges did their part exceedingly well.

The event, tout ensemble, was a great success. United effort of my pals, patient and dedicated execution of an ingeniously planned programme, finally, bore FRUIT.

Redressed & Renamed..

It was probably, some kind of VICIOUS CIRCLE, he (Verdant Barrens), was undergoing. So, i thought, it would be wise, if i redress and baptize him, with a new name.

He was proving obsolete, outdated, was proving futile. He has changed now, as you could see. He desperately needed this.

ACCLIVITY LEADING TO INFINITY - LIMITS TRANSCENDED.

Welcome! Here comes.... this sapling afresh, with a motive to experiment and explore life beyond INFINITY.....

Oh.. MY BLOG ! ! More as a guest than as a host..

Ok.Let's not talk about INDIA's 'optimistic, successful' performance and WOOLMER's death in WORLD CUP '07. The reason being, whereever you step on to, u hear ppl 'value-addingly' discussing about this topic.
All the BEST for 2011. Go INDIA go!! (lol..)

Now, let's welcome the OWNER GUEST of 'VERDANT BARRENS'.

Press: Y r u so 'regular' to ur blog (verdant barrens)?
Owner: I find hell lots of time, to come to the NET and spend lotsa time blogging!!
I am not strangulated (not like BOB WOOLMER) with assignments, tests, college functions etc..
Press: Can v expect attendance from now on?
Owner: Not for the next one month, as i'd b gripped by LOVELY SEM EXAMS.
Press: Thank u sir. Gr8 blogging!!

And my Congrats to my frend, a gr8 writer and a budding blogger, on starting a NEW THOUGHT ADDICTING blog?!!

An Overview of KURUKSHETRA & TECHOFES ' 07

On their way......

THE MAKING OF TECHOFES '07 - To be scribbled on : 09th May '07.

THE MAKING OF KURUKSHETRA '07 - To be scribbled on : 14th May '07

Re-defining Life...

Indistinct,
blurring out as I accelerate,
forcing me, the wrong way,
Acclivity leading to infinity,
Transcending all limits.

In retrospect,
Life in the past,
threw light to queries unanswered,
Acclivity leading to infinity,
Transcending all limits.

But, I am here now,
gently clearing off them,
through illusions and visualisations,
Acclivity leading to infinity,
Transcending all limits.

Polishing to the apex of its lusture,
Shaping it to near unity,
with best use of seconds,
though, not the very best,
Acclivity leading to infinity,
Transcending all limits.

As I progress,
I am aware,
Tint of maturity in immaturity,
transforming into,
Tint of immaturity in maturity,
Acclivity leading to infinity,
Transcending all limits.

Life redefined?
Redefined,
seemingly distinct,
but blurd,
and blurd,
and I resist,
Acclivity leading to infinity,
Transcending all limits.