JTO (Just Timepass Overloaded)

The long awaited day, June 23^rd has come. The day I wrote (attempted) JTO exam. My centre was in Kukatpally. Pandu, Bokka, Kalyan, Jaggu, Ghajini, Niru, Galli, Venu Madhavi , Srujana were my friends who also got the same centre. The exam was damn easy for all; however it was damn difficult to me. After coming out we made many plans whether to go to Imax or Charminar. Some said Hyd Central, Golconda and one said “Let’s go home”.

Ghajini, Bokka, Pandu and I went to IMAX where Rev and Pilanco joined us. From there we rushed in an auto to Snow world. Satya joined here. It was really amazing place. It was really magnificent to create the atmosphere of a cold place, snowfall, snow man and ice ski-ing. It’s really cold out there. So we were given coats, shoes, hand cuffs and socks to wear in there. I got a chance to try the ice-ski-ing. We enjoyed a lot there. We have been there for about an hour. However time passed on very fast as if we were there for a few minutes. We also visited the Rain forest and the dead man’s home above the snow world.

It was around 6.00 pm we came out from this snow world. After this, Satya and I took an auto. I was going to visit Swathi. Satya got down at his stop and I went to her home. She came to pick me at Ravindra Nagar Masjid. It was near her home.

Swathi is a good girl. She was my batch mate for all the labs during engineering and co-anchor for the dept events. Above all, she was also the talk of the class for her beauty. Yup! She had many followers. However I felt that she did not care about this fan following.

Her house, may be I must mention it as a beautiful bungalow. And she has a dog which she refers to as Snooky. Snooky is a german sheperd type. My God! She is almost about my height if it stands on her two legs.

We had a chit-chat on different things like our labs experiences, the dept events, Saraswathi Madam, her sis and her dog, our future plans and of course about Ramkanth. We talked almost for about one and half hours or so. Her grandpa was really interesting person to talk to. He is a nice fellow. Her mom is also always smiling, but her father is fully serious (rarely did I see him smile once in about 15 minutes he was with us). Finally I started from her home at about 9.00pm only to find myself in trouble!!!

The direct bus left just before I reached the bus stop. I had to wait for about an hour to get the bus. Finally I reached to station and took another bus to JNTU and an auto to reach home. Whatever might be the shit with Hyd buses, you can’t resist getting into them, especially at times when you really need them.

It was really a good experience. Snow world, Swathi’s home, long bus travels were a life time sweet memories to remember. But I really understood how much I loved Vizag. In Vizag, one can go anywhere on anything at anytime with in half an hour. The Hyd in this case is damn idiotic city. I love U, Vizag!!!!

First Day in Hyderabad

I went right away to my cousin’s home. It is in KPHB colony. I got in to a deluxe city service. I think the bus no. was 226. The FM radio was switched on and it was playing some devotional songs. Whatever might be the shit with Hyd buses, you can’t resist getting into them, especially at times when you really need them. After an hour long travel in the not so crowded RTC bus and a share auto, I finally reached my cousin’s home.

I was welcomed by Sravya and Sumedha, my couisins daughters, who were getting ready to go to school. I greeted every one in the house and got refreshed. I started to play with theirs neighbour’s small kid. She was a cute, sweet, talkative gal. On seeing her, I wonder how kids these days are so multi-talented. At an early age, our fathers were far beyond compared to the skills we had and in turn we lag far behind the skills of small kids today.

In the evening we went to Puri Jagannath temple built similar to Puri’s temple located behind Telangana Bhavan. In the return journey, I got a chance to see some of the residences of our beloved silver screen stars. I’ve seen the rescidences of Ballaya Babu, Venki, Suresh Babu, Ramanaidu, Pavan Kalyan, Madhavi, Sri Hari and Chiranjeevi Blood Bank. Returned home. Had dinner followed by a happy sleep. That’s all for today :P

P.S: I was there in Hyd to appear for JTO exam. I did not even carry a single book…to say strictly, not even a single paper. It’s a jolly trip to Hyd after a long time. I went some time way back in my second year holidays.

We often crack a lot of jokes on Sardars. In these jokes, they (very rare) have a brain that never thinks. They do all sort of funny actions and gives answers one can ever think of it even in dreams. This made Sardarji’s jokes very famous and also fun-filled.

But sometimes, they can also act intelligent. For example, look at this…

Sardar Santa Singhji is the English teacher in a school. He is very well renowned for all his students do very well in exams. The school is having an inspection and the inspector decided to visit the English class. This is what transpires:

Santa Singh: "Bolo bachon GADHA"

Students (in chorus): "GADHA"

Santa Singh: "Bolo bachon! GADHA, GADHE KE PECHE GADHA"

Students (in chorus): "GADHA, GADHE KE PECHE GADHA”

Santa Singh: “Bolo bachon GADHA, GADHE KE PECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PECHE MAI"

Students (in chorus): "GADHA, GADHE KE PECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PECHE

MAI"

Santa Singh: “Bolo bachon GADHA, GADHE KE PECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PECHE MAI AUR MERE PECHE SAARA DESH”

Students (in chorus): "GADHA, GADHE KE PECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PECHE

MAI AUR MERE PECHE SAARA DESH"

By this time the inspector is furious. He confronts the principal and shouts at him

"What is this Santa Singh teaching to students? He is supposed to be taking an

English class and what is he saying…GADHA, GADHE KE PECHE GADHA, and GADHE KE PECHE MAI AUR MERE PECHE SAARA DESH.

The principal too is shocked, Santa Singh, the famous English teacher, doing this. He immediately sends for Santa Singh.

Principal: " Santa Singhji what nonsense are you telling these students. GADHA,

GADHE KE PECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PECHE MAI AUR MERE PECHE SAARA

DESH".

Santa Singh: "Yes I was telling all this in class, but I was only teaching the students the spellings of assassination: - Ass-Ass-I-Nation.

I think one can never write the “Assassination” spelling incorrectly after reading this example. Sometimes, Sardar jokes also involve praising Sardarji’s showing that at least some have brains!!!!

Chalo Hyderabad!!!!

“Train No 7015, Bhuvaneshwar to Secunderabad Junction is going to arrive on….” made me come to this world from my never ending thoughts. Revanth (Rev), Sourav (Ghajini) and I were waiting on the platform for Santosh (Pilanco) to arrive. We all are going to Hyderabad to appear for JTO exam. We actually planned a jolly-trip. (Exams may come and go but these memories are always with me).

Pillu arrived exactly 2 min before the train departed from Vizag station. Rev started his unending chatting, most of it being non-sense, to keep all of us engaged. However, Ghajini had his own style of entertaining us. He’s always there to make us giggle at him with his funny expressions and doubts. Of course Rev always teased him. Pillu and I simply watched the fun and encountered them whenever we got a chance.

We played cards for some time and off to our berths for a “peace” and “sound” sleep for about 4 to 5 hrs.

And we were welcomed by Secunderabad by its early morning sun rays striking us from the opened window of our cupey.

We broke at the station. The three fellows stayed in a hotel somewhere near Kairatabad (I think so). I went to my cousin’s home at KPHB Colony. The only thing that I ‘m well used to in Hyderabad is to move from station to my cousins home and from there to all my relatives homes scattered across the twin-cities. I generally travel on typical Hyderabadi buses because the cab or the auto-fare can buy me a ticket back to Vizag (I always felt that these buses should be tied and drowned in Hussain Sagar for their advanced international standards).

“What the f***.The King of POP is no more!!!”

This was my reaction, on hearing the news that our beloved MJ died today because of cardiac arrest. May his soul rest in peace…

If Pop music is the Life, MJ is the spirit…We love U…Michael…..

Though he may not be here with us physically, but he’s always in our hearts…

Long Live King of Pop!!! U rock!!!

After reading these few lines, you are of the opinion that I’m a die hard fan of MJ. But, the truth is I’m not. Nor do I hate him. I am neutral towards him. But his death has made me write these lines. Yes, I’m sad today. Don’t Why???

I never listened to his pop albums nor did I watch his videos. I think…I‘ve seen his Thriller and History of MJ videos and a making of one of his album (name not known to me!!!). I never really thought of listening to his songs. But his death has moved me. I was dull today.

I read many articles on MJ today on net and then I got to know why people loved him, Why they were so mad about him, Why only him….

The history of MJ has ups that reached Mt. Everest and downs that reached Dead Valley. But what ever has happened to him, he is always to be remembered as King of Pop.

If a person like me who was neutral towards MJ could be moved by his death, then what might be the reaction of the hard-core fans of MJ?????