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Saturday, May 8, 2010

when dream ruins

Before telling the story I want to say that characters in it are all imagined one.

Sometimes a mail, sms or a single scarp can change our day, it was an MCA exam weekend,

@night:-

I checked 2 days of mail, ma eyes get locked on a mail from ma old friend “Roshan” with his beautiful kavitha, now thoughts are revolving around him, may be he wrote this kavitha to her old lover “Nayana”. Actually he loved her, but failed to express his love towards her. Once he shared an incident with me, let me narrate it through ma eyes.

Nayana, she was like a Christmas morning when I met her at first, a girl with golden eyes and hairs. I didn’t speak a single word with her in these 2 years, now I have an opportunity to talk with her, a study tour.

@tour day:- I followed her like a shadow, and took all chances to talk with her, but response was negative, she avoided me. But it was the day at which i touched her hands; I helped her to jump betn the rocks, but she didn’t say a single word to me, she talked everyone except me, I was alone there, alone in a crowd. At that moment I said 10000 of times to ma mind “I hate you Nayana”, but it all get erased when she gave me a beautiful smile.

@returning home:- This time I got something in ma ears, her father was not in home and so the boys should took her to home, here come ma plan, I woke up like an army captain and messaged to every one to leave her and me alone, all the boys agreed to me, I thanked 10000 times to everyone.

@7pm:- There were 5 passengers in bus me, vineetha, vineeth(ma friend), Nayana, and our teacher. Vineetha wouldn’t make any problem to ma plan, her house is 10km apart from Nayana’s house. I asked vineeth to handle the driver and teacher, he asked 100 Rs/- I gave him whole money with ma purse.

We arrived at the place, Roshan can you take me to ma home?, she asked to me.
Yah sure, I replied with a smile. We both walked along the road and talked a lot. The stars and moon were hide in the clouds bcoz of her smile, her eyes were glowing in the night.

Hey Roshan , I woke up from dreams it was Vineeth, we were reached, she was standing alone.

Can we go Nayana?, I asked to her.

Yah, we can, she said.

I took ma first foot step, at that moment a car(Red maruti) arrived there, vineetha’s father and her brother. They were looking at me and Nayana.

Are you alone ? they asked to Nayana.

Yes, she said in a feeble voice. (I said 100 times to ma mind don’t say yes Nayana).

Ok then, get in the car we will drop you at home, words from vineetha’s father.

Can you imagine a big balloon without air? I was like that at that moment, I cursed the one who discovered motor engine.

What happened “Roshan” ? Where is she? Vineeth asked me.

Mission aborted, I said like an army captain reporting to his superior.

I said everything to him, he laughed abt 30mts and called all ma other friends, they were all laughed at me, the one thing hurt me most was “she didn’t look at me and say one word when she got into the car”.

After that incident I thought abt the words of an army captain “Every strong chain has weak joints, hunt for it”.

He may be still searching for that weak joints :).

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Letter from dreams

It was a Friday, ma friend gave me his pen drive with a film 500 days of summer, and he said you should watch the film.

I watched the film, and it deals with friendship, love, failure and contains a good message to all.

@12.00 am:-

This time i noticed a note pad named “letter from dreams.txt” on ma desktop, I just opened bcoz of ma curiosity, woow……. someone wrote a love letter to me , letter started like this..

Hiii dhanil, did you remember me, your old +2 friend, one who wrote “I had loved you” in your autograph……………………………………….

After reading i shut downed the sysm, and remembered abt ma +2 days, analyzed every bits in ma memory. After 30 mts a name flashed in ma brain “Sajana”. But how did she sent this letter to me, I didn’t have any contact with her after +2.

I still remember, had avoided her when she approached me to talk, she floated in ma dreams and her eyes, beautiful eyes haunted me in that whole night.

@5.30 am:-

“Kannukku Mai Azhagu
Kavidhaikku Poi Azhagu
Avaraikku Poo Azhagu
Avarukku Naan Azhagu “, alarm tone from ma mobile, I jumped from ma bed and booted system, analyzed the source of file, searched ma complete mail history but I found nothing.

I couldn’t understand what’s happening to me and ma system, and thought about power of her love.

@7.30 am:-

I got a call from ma friend; we talked abt the film, after that he asked to me,
What abt “letter from dreams”?

I shocked, how did you know abt it?

Actually I wrote the letter, simply I infected the pen drive with ma virus, he replied, it will generate that note pad “letter from dreams” in your all drives, if u delete it, will regenerate the file again when reboot the systm, he explained.

What the _________? I lost ma whole night bcoz of your god damn letter, I replied.

No dhanil, you gave whole night for one who had loved you most, he replied.

After some time I thought abt his words, yah he was right, memories made her close to me, close to ma heart, and I didn’t lost that night but regained the lost hours with her,

Mmmm, brilliant program, concept, creation. Some times harmful things can also do better things in our life, any I must thank him for this memory 

Thursday, April 22, 2010

RAINY SEASON

All of ma memorable events were took place in rainy season, the rain knows ma pain, happiness, worries…etc , after all that I cried for someone in a rainy day.

Before telling this story I have to take u about 10 years back, now am at 8th standard.

Hmm it’s so cold outside, I covered ma body with the blanket, and whoa it’s about 7.30 am.

Amma called me and she dragged ma hands and legs to wakeup, after some times a cup of water opened ma eyes, and ran outside the front door, woow raindrops I touched them they smiled at me and when I looked at the sky the sun hide in the clouds.
It’s about 8.30am am waiting for school van a heavy bag on ma shoulder. Ma hair, face, eyes were covered with oil, van arrived I jumped into it.
At that time I thought about the math’s assignment in the previous day, god… didn’t do that.

Before entering to ma class you should know abt ma math’s skill, I was very poor in multiplication, division, subtraction but I knw the addition and multiplication table very well. Am always confused with the 9’s in the subtraction 1000-1=999(always think abt where the hell is these 9’s are coming from), don’t have any idea about triangle, circle, lines….actually am a big zero in math’s.

Ok guys here we are, this is ma class 8H, oops I have assignments to be completed god... teacher is coming, her name is Rajaleksmi, she is so beautiful, sharp in maths, strict and like brilliant students, I till remember the name”Neeranj” he was her favorite student, am not a bright one always hide in the back bench and will not look at her eyes.

Gosh…. she has answer papers in her hands, called name one by one and gave the paper to students, at last she called me, Dhanil das, she didn’t say the mark, mmm I read the mark 8/50,oh it was highest score in ma math’s history. To pass the whole exam I should score 10 marks per each paper and total of 210, so I needed 2 more mark. I searched the paper again and again, hmm no chance. At that moment I noticed a big gap in on Q17 and I thought abt manipulating the answer sheet, so decided to write answers there.

If anyone has doubt about their marks meet me @staff room, miss said, I raised ma hand and followed her. Wow it’s so beautiful outside, the raindrops, wind, clouds, rainbow were talking with ma eyes, they said “Dhanil don’t go there” , I still remember the murmuring of leaves from the trees.

@office: - she analyzed ma paper and said u was right Dhanil, I didn’t see these answers. At that moment a wind opened the closed window and miss noticed the difference in the ink. Are u cheating me dhanil? Miss asked with a trembling voice. No miss am not, I replied, she again analyzed the paper and judged dhanil u have manipulated the paper. Oh god… am totally busted.

She called the other teachers, now am surrounded by some suspicious eyes and scolding mouths, am free zed, melted like a candle, miss I will not repeat again, I asked her forgiveness hmm, they tortured me abt 30 mts, at last miss judged you have to bring your father and mother tomorrow otherwise u cant sit in ma class, ohhh again a big blow on ma head. I walked to class didn’t see the raindrops, wind, rainbow but I was melting in that cold climate, friends asked about the event but I didn’t say nothing to them, I was still shivering there.

@home: - what happened kanna? Amma asked mmm nothing amma, I said. I can’t sleep that night; the events happened were repeated like an infinite loop in ma mind, prayed to god to end this world. Actually I was scared to say these things to amma bcoz I didn’t do such a thing before in ma life.

After that I didn’t see Rajaleksmi miss for months and heard some rumor that she has got fever, but I didn’t pray for that to god. Still I can remember the sleepless nights in that months, couldn’t enjoy cricket, films, onam, vishu, games…etc even ma birthday bcoz of that god damn incident.

After months miss arrived in our class, I hide in the back bench; we have one more class on next day, last class in that year. I just escaped from her eyes on that day, but I have one more day to face. I ran to home.

@home: - Amma was there, am not feeling good today and not going tomorrow, I said. But she compelled me to go.

@class:-I hide in the last bench, we have 10 more minutes to rang the bell, this time she captured me and scolded me in front of whole class, hmm when the bell rang I ran, ran, ran away from school, miss and friends to home, at that moment I didn’t see anything in ma way bcoz ma eyes were filled with tears.

Years passed, season changed, again a rainy season now am 10th standard, learned basics of maths. I shocked when I saw the math’s teacher, again Rajalekshmi miss. I hide in the back bench again and didn’t look at her eyes. She took some class tests and I scored full marks in each test, she looked at me when she gave me the paper but I didn’t.

We had progress card signing session, called every parent for that, I thought miss had forgotten everything and I was waiting outside the class, amma was attending our teachers comments, when I looked through the window miss was talking something with amma, ma heart beat fastened, am freezing now and melting like an ice cube on fire. Gosh… I ran towards verandah, still there was rain outside; it may be ma tears.
After some times amma walked towards me and smiled, what did she say about me? I asked with a shivering voice and expression, nothing but u are improving, amma replied.

Hooo, everything is over, miss forgave me for ma sin.
I thank a 1000times to god and now I have to thank Rajalekshmi miss bcoz she gave me an inspiration to learn math’s.
Still am waiting for a rainy season talk,feel,share everything with the rain drops 

Fact: Till now amma doesn’t know anything abt this incident, and after 10th I didn’t see Rajalekshmi miss and am expecting that I can meet miss on this June, another rainy season.

Friday, January 29, 2010

Even a machine has heart

This blog is meant for sharing ma thoughts and imaginations with you, and am expecting your valuable comments about it.



Some of the works are purely based on ma own life, and some are in a developing stage in ma mind, hopes that I can post it in coming months. I want to dedicate this blog to all ma valuable friends.



Hi friends this is ma first short story in life, may have a lot of mistakes, I am expecting your opinions and suggestions.


I don’t like to start with these words “This story is an imagined one”,
It’s a story of a “Robot” named “Robo 50”,

He can think like an ordinary man,
He has lot of errors (I mean he is not a perfect robot, but none is perfect),
He is a programmer in a famous company,
He is developed from the field of “Artificial intelligence”,
He has no heart,
He has only one friend named “veer”, a perfect human,
At last he is a “Machine”.
At the end of this story he will feel the existence of heart in his chest, so I like to call ma story with the title “Even a Machine Has Heart”.
I like to narrate this story through the ma eyes,

Time: 4.00 am

I opened ma eyes, ouch!! I got some pain in ma brain, some missions loaded in ma brain, the ordinary missions
Checking errors in a code of 1 lakh lines,
Attending thousands of calls,
Finishing some projects,
Programming for some common tasks.
Whoa lot of missions to be completed within 9-hrs, the work will start at 8.00 am, I just analyzed the missions and assign time to each tasks.

Time: 7.30 am
Oops it’s the time to go, the bus will arrive within seconds, I wear the pant and T shirt, got the signal from the bus, ran towards the bus and jumped into it.

Time: 7.55 am
Bus arrived at the office; I analyzed the missions and refreshed them. Now I am in front of another machine started the works one by one, at that time I got a wish from “veer” ,he is ma only friend and always seat near to me.


Time: 11.30am
Hey Robo we can have a tea veer said, sorry veer I have a lot of works to do,.
Continued ma work, all works completed it’s time 4.45 pm. After that ran towards the bus, yah it’s there, time to go home.


Time: 5.59 pm
I made some numerical calculations in ma brain, yeppiiiii it’s over.


Time: 6.00 pm
I got some pain ma brain and lay on bed, slowly closed ma eyes.
Next day…………


Time: 4.00 am
I just open ma eyes, the same routine, the same missions, but it was a special day to me,

It was the precious day in ma life, the day on which I realized I have a heart,
Day at which I behave like a perfect human,
The day at which I spend lot of ma time with a human
The day of ma death, the day at which I feel the beautiful emotion in the human life,
The one passion which change every nonhuman to human “Love”.


Time: 8.00 am
Started ma works, analyzed each missions. At that moment I got some impulse or signal in ma head, eyes get attracted towards one point, whooooo now I can see pair or beautiful eyes god created ever.
Where are you looking man?, Veer said
Who is that veer? She is interrupting ma work, I said
It’s our new team leader our boss “varsha”, veer said
Gosh our leader!!!!!!!!! , the one who control ma life, the one who command me, I whispered.
I take a look at ma watch; whoa I lost 1 minute 10 seconds and 15 milliseconds, god I want to restart ma work now.


Time: 10.00 am
I can’t control ma brain and eyes, I want to refresh ma brain so I chose veer’s offer to take a walk, we walked through the fresh air.
Veer, I think I am in a hang stage can’t do anything, her eyes are haunting me, gosh I am in a critical situation help me please veeru?
Veer analyzed me and said, yah veer you have got some serious problems, I am thinking that you are fallen in love with “varsha”. Veer said
No,no,no it’s impossible I am a machine, I don’t know nothing about such a emotion, I said.
Love has no definition you are in love Mr.Robo, veer said
Is varsha a machine? I asked.
No, she is a pure human. Veer said
Gosh it’s about 11.00am, lot of works, I ran towards to ma seat.


Time: 11.00am
I restarted ma work again, but cant concentrate on ma work, she is still interrupting ma work, still looking at her eyes, this time I am captured, she smiled and walked towards me and introduced herself and give her hands to me, I just smiled and said Robo 50.
I think you have got some problems in your brain, you have 6 hrs remaining, lots of works are there to complete, think that you can’t do that today, she said
God dam, only 6 hrs i restarted ma work.

Time: 11.30am
The same emotions happened again, I can’t control ma emotions,
Dam i stood up there, and walked towards her cabin,
Hey Robo where are you going man? Veer said
I didn’t answer.


Time: 11.35am
Mam may I?
Yes Mr. Robo, come in
Mam I wanna tell it, your eyes are interrupting ma work, can’t do nothing, I think am fallen in love with you,
What the hell Mr.Robo, you are a machine, don’t have such human emotions,
I think that you are facing some technical problems; I will analyze it later, go to your seat Robo.


Time: 12.00pm
Now I didn’t touch the system, but start ma hidden camera and capture her photos, 100’s 1000’s 10000’s 100000’s of her photos and stored in ma hard disk, I followed her like a shadow, captured her every movements.
Yah she is right, I am a machine but I want to store her memories, it’s enough for ma remaining life, I wanna keep ma love towards her until ma destruction


Time: 5.00pm
Yep, it’s time to go, ran for the bus but she stopped me,
Mr.Robo we have to go to chamber room, she said.
Chamber room is the place where robots reformatted,
It will delete all the previous data, and Mr. Robo will become a new one within an hour,
Gosh, here comes ma death, good bye to ma sweet memories, I murmured.


Time: 7.00pm
I slowly opened ma eyes, can’t see nothing in the darkness but got some pain in ma chest, really I can feel some slight movements in ma chest, I can’t believe that got heart and some tears in ma cheek now I become a perfect human with a working heart,
A heart filled with love towards her, but…………


Between 5:15 and 6:55 pm
Varsha examined ma hard disk and found her photos, she came to the conclusion that Mr.Robo is serious about me, but he is a machine, a programmed ______, a waste, a slave who is under me, I can’t do that, I have to erase everything from his memories.


Here varsha succeeded in erasing everything from his memory but she can’t erase it from Robo’s heart, she couldn’t see the real love,
This story reveals even a machine has heart but……………….. None can see their heart.


I want to thank to ma all friends who inspired me to write and tolerate ma mad thoughts.

Special thanks to a Reyena who helped me to write and share ma emotions.

The most valuable classmates ‘s list is here : Benito,Anup,Anoop,Sajin,Navaneeth,Shinimol,Bincy,Achu,Reshmi,Deepthi,Sreethus,Sherin,Sinchu,Uma(CCSIT Thalikulam).

Other precious friends: Sheenu, Siny, jibin, Mahesh, Jojie, Jerry, Aneesh, Christo, Maneesha, Shanavas, sreerag (UUC).

At last thanks to Microsoft corp. for such a Marvelous tool Microsoft office.