And the Old one is Back

Firstly of meaning of the title. It means that i am back. The old thoughtful me. :P. Its 5th of September (Teacher’s Day) so “Thanking all my teacher’s for making me what i am today.”

This post all those thing which has happened to me in the past. Sometime it was friend, friendships and Marriage. This post is on my thoughts on the same.

First lets start with friends and friendship..

This is about 2-3 “persons” who came, left and repeated the process some more time.

First is this person who know almost everything about me, is a one my best friends and is there whenever i need someone. (isn’t it cool to have a person like this as a your friend). Something more about this guy, some of our family knows about us. We have known each other from our college days and he is my Dear Friend Pawan. Yeah this guy is infectious. Its like having a friend who will be on your side good or bad, joke with you, make you a joke but when it comes to friendship he keeps everyone in the same boat. BTW he celebrates his B’day on 11th Sep (i know the twin tower date but for me its pawan’s day) so this post is for you.

The second person is someone who has played the game of cat and mouse with me and as far as i know it will keep on going. Sa… I am not complaining but just stating a fact.

There is another thing which has been going on for some time for me now. Its called marriage. As it happens in the last year and half there has been a plethora of marriages happening around me. The list

  • My college mates (including my roommate)
  • My school mate (including 2 of 3 best friend. The 3rd one is allergic to marriage)
  • Some All of my ex’s (as if i have tonnes of them :P)
  • and my relative

And poor me that i have to attend some of them. The marriage were fun and i wanted to get married. But there is a big BUTT. But the only person i want to get married is not getting married, Padam (My elder bro).

I am sure most of you must be having some thoughts regarding all the 3 things i talked bout. Do let me know bout them.

Lies, Lies and More Lies

This is a Open Letter directed towards a person whom i have known for few years, supposedly celebrates her birthday on 1st of feb and lives outside india.

Dear Miss (or should i call u Mrs) unknown to me,

It was nice to have known you by so many names, email id’s and numbers. It was my mistake to have believed that people met on internet are real and may be they will let you know all about themselves. In most of the cases people online told me who they are and what they do. But as it turns out you were different. You were scared that people may misuse your identity, so you never told anyone as to who you are. You wanted to know everything about me but never told me a single thing about except obscure details like having a large family and stuff.

Just as it turns out i still don’t have much info on you but whatever info i have is more than enough to “think” some of the stuffs what you have told is all lies and thank you for that. I Hope that i will know little more bout u soon and it wont be a bag of lies or obscure truth.

Regards,

Santosh Kumar.

Stalker or Just Anonymous People?

A quick poll, How many of you have a got a call/message/text/chat request from someone who knew everything about you? On the other hand you don’t know anything about the person on the other side of the line! I know most of you will say “I have got one the other day” or “Me too” or “Damn those marketing calls”. If you are thinking of marketing calls than please stop there and think again. Marketing Calls don’t count. I don’t know if I am too sexy for pants or too dumb to live on this earth that I get calls from totally unknown people wanting to talk to me.

Here are some of the real life incident which involves me and a certain someone (Pun intended)

Story 1

It was during my college days that I got a missed call around 12 O’clock at night. I being a inquisitive type thought of giving in return call err missed call but being a gentleman that I am i ended up sending a message “Who is dis?”. “Is this Santosh? I am XYZ and you don’t know me” was the reply. The first thought was it must be one of my friend who has changed his number and playing prank. So I played along. Next day I got a call from the same number and to my horror it was a girl’s voice. As it turned out she knew everything bout me as to the area I lived, the college I went to, the semester I was in, the branch I had, Even my flat mate’s name. That was seriously good stuff. I tried to find about this person but wasn’t able to find anything. I asked her repeteadly who is she but it turned out she is not ready not give out her details.  So me being the angry one passed that number to all my friends and behold the power of free message the number was bombarded with SMS bombs and the after 2 hours the unknown number and sender both were out of my life. For the some inquisitive one I still remember that number. It was 98860-78901. Please don’t call this number.

Story  2

This was also during my college days. I got a mail from a lady (supposedly) in Chennai, studying Psychology and wanted me to become her subject. She used to send me questions and I used to answer it for her. Though we never talked but that was fun. And after few of those sessions the mails stopped and here I was alone and without any trace of my  again.

Story 3.

And this one was also during college. I used to frequent to Yahoo Chat Rooms. There I met loads of friends. They knew about me and I knew about them. I had their number and they had mine. We knew each other by our real name and not by Yahoo Handle, Mine used to be friends_4eeever (the id is no longer functioning).  There I she met me. I thought another crank user using some voice modulation software. But I got a call on my mobile and there we were talking. But as it turns out this lady was identity shy and even after loads of cajoling she just said I want my privacy and won’t divulge any information which will tell the world who I am.

Story 4.

This happened around 2 weeks back. It was 9 A.M. in the morning. I was sound sleep. For unknown my office timing is from 9:30 A.M. to 06:30 P.M. I was jolted out of my sleep by this call. Here is the transcript.

Me : Hello? (Its better be good cos you have disturbed my sleep)

Caller : hello! Who is this?

Me: (Ah. this is good.) You called tell me who do u want?

Caller: I got a miss call from your number.

Me: When?

Caller: Yesterday evening around 5.

Me: (Now you got time to call and ask who am I?) I never gave you any call. Tell me what do you want? Else I am disconnecting the call. I am still half asleep and need to get ready for office.

Caller: Is this Santosh from Bhubneswar.

Me: Santosh Yes but not from bhubneswar

Caller: Ok now guess who I am?

Me: (Some crank caller who is pissing me off.) Look buddy I don’t have time for such game. I am already running late for office.

Caller: Ok than will talk to you later.

Till today I am waiting for that call.

Story 5.

Just a few days before the above mentioned call. I got a message on GTalk stating that someone has clicked on the chatback badge, Click here to talk to the guest. So I started the chat. It was one of my blog reader. And there was demand for a new post. The last post was a the post asked for. I asked the person as identity cos it feels good to know who is at the other end of line. But again I got was that the person is a doing MBA from delhi and knows me through my blogs and won’t tell me anything else.

Those who want to know what is the “chat back badge.” Just look right where it says “Talk to Santosh Kumar” it’s the chat back badge. Use it to talk to me. Though sometimes you have try 3-4 time before we can get connected.

Now the request:-

To my friends -> if it’s you guys be-aware.

To my readers -> I  hate anonymous people so do let me know who are you. I am still a inquisitive fellow and love to know more about my readers.

To other -> Buzz Off. I don’t give a Damn.

And the final question. Why me? any one who can answer that.

Something Serious Called Life

Prelude: I have been asked by one of my few readers to write about “My take on life” so here you go my “Anonymous Reader.” :)

For most of you know I was born in a small village in Bihar (we are yet to get a broadband connection in there).  Have done primary schooling from Patna, High school from Dehra Dun and Engineering from Bangalore. Presently working for peanut at a software company in Bangalore.

I have tried to take life really seriously and always thought what to do about it. For instance the time when I finished my class 12 (Yes I used to wear school dress and was still a virgin from the thing called college), I knew that I will do something in Computers but what to do was the question.  Some of the option I had were doing LEVEL ‘C’ course from DOEACC or a B.S.C. in Computers if any college’s form is available after my results are declared.

The above story gives us 2 lessons.

  • Lesson 1. Always have a back up plan, No matter how obscure it is. (Like Doing DOEACC in my case)
  • Lesson 2. Chances are there that you will chose a plan which is not in the list (I have done Engineering)

Let me tell you guys another story. During the final year in college days  days (don’t i sound like some old learned dork, Though old and dork are true I am still skeptical about learned), it was the time of final project demo to the college. As the chance had our Head of Dept. was there. During our demo he started to screw with us by telling other lecturers that he has already seen project made by us in his previous college. At last i lost my patients and gave him a earful. The result we were allotted the least marks among the group.

Lessons Learnt were

  • Lesson 1. Boss is always right
  • Lesson 2. If accused, never ever tell the truth and make sure that the other person cant find the truth.

Now comes my last experience in the list. During my first year at my first job. The V. P. (Technical) of my company caught me surfing Orkut. At that time orkut was blocked in my organization. There were meeting and talk and discussion. All filled with accusation and counter accusations. On my part I defended myself by using the terms like lack of motivation, organizational behavior and interpersonal communication (in short all the crap what was fed to me during induction). The final effect, I was fed the crap once more and relived of duties for not including those crap during my stay at the company.

Lessons

  • Lesson 1. Never use the tricks on the teacher who taught them.
  • Lesson 2. Study the environment before you do anything stupid. (Had i have seen the VP coming my screen would have shown c++ code other than orkut)

Just Like that

Its 2.30 A.M. in india and there is no electricity in my area. Those who are familiar with bangalore, I stay in koramangala. So if you are planning to shift here than better stay where ever you are.

Just for the records, I am done with two of my interviews for MBA, as you have come to know from last post. There is another one on 30th of this month. I would be needing all the luck to crack this one. cos its the toughest interview & best college that i have been called from.typed on mobile during power cut.