Women Smoking!!

That looks like a very interesting topic to blog about(Atleast to me!!). Bangalore is a new place to me. Infact its the first major city i have been. I did my schooling in a place Ambasamudram(Tirunelveli!!! comes in some movies like roja, dum dum dum), then college at Coimbatore. The moment i heard i was going to college at Coimbatore i was jumping with joy!

But that soon died out, a month after i ended up there i found out there is nothing much cool there. Even the "cool" temperature was horribly bad from that year on. I still remember my cousin sister saying "Kanna! Interviewla select aayita varumbothu amma kitta solli, jamakalam ellam eduthundu vandhudu, appadi kulurum". Anga pona appram thane theriyuthu bedsheete theva illainu!!!!

So this place had all the perinaikenpalam, koundenpalam, narasimhanaichenpalayam (Spelling! to Err is human :-), not much of a city approach although my college was much better,it was in the Top ten colleges list some time back. I had a close friend of mine who just wanted to do graduation in a city like Coimbatore and got admission in another well known college for which he says he'll repent until he dies!

So not much of a city exposure, I am not this partying kind so it didnt bother me much. My apprehensions changed the moment i landed here for this internship. My mother usually insists this "6 o'clock bath, 7'o clock sandhyavandhanam, 8 o'clock temple" and then college which i 've never tried doing, but it gave me a feeling that this was life!

Bangalore gave me a different feel about how good life can be (not considering the traffic, the zillion street dogs, the roads after it rains and of course the mutlilingual autowallahs!!). So this is going to be another tale about a flat-mate who is also from Coimbatore and his notions about being in a big city.

We walk back home together usually (both of us are Interns for different companies in the same campus) and we discuss about a wide range of topics. Believe this guy has totally different opinions about most of the things in life. So we were walking near the Domlur signal when a woman wearing Jeans and T-shirt crossed us smoking a cigarette. The moment I saw that it didnt bother me much knowing that most women in our campus smoke. But he could not resist that, he complained "Partheengala, kaliugama pochu. Ponnunga ellam dum adikaranga"(Fate to the society that women are smoking). I didnt want to get into a debate and deliver a judgment if women could smoke. So i just said that its not wrong.

He did not accept that answer. He told me that the Indian tradition will not accept women smoking and drinking. I told him that society neither accepts men smoking. He told me that even during the times of Akbar and Birbal men could smoke pipes (He actually meant the Hookah!!!!), so men are above that law.

So i had to point out that the society neither has a law that bans women from smoking nor one that accepts men smoking. So went on with this discussion. All the while during the conversation i kept telling him to get rid of the "Periyanaickenpalayam" attitude (not that i am from New York, or Jersey city) but i have learnt to like city life.

So he got all the more agitated and asked me a question, "Ungalukku kalyanam aaha pora ponnu, dum thanni adicha avala kalyanam paniipingala?". That was a pretty neat question. I told him "No!". He asked me to give him a clear answer! So i told him that once the engegement is done you dont have much of options! Else i might opt out! I knew i was bowled out completely.

He quickly remarked, "Periya pengal nalan kaakaravaru mathiri pesineenga, ippo mattum en vendam soneenga?" (You spoke as though you were the sole savior of the women's cause, why are you opting out?).

Me with the stubborn **s attitude could not accept defeat easily. so i kept talking non-stop for another fifteen minutes after which he got tired hearing that. Lucky me!!

But when i was alone i just realized how we are. You know that women smoking is quite common nowadays and one cannot judge a female just because she drinks and smokes, but you still cant accept them.
"Minds are like parachutes. They only function when they are open."!

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The topic says it all. I just dont know what to blog about!! Last Monday was my previous post and since then i have been waiting for this time so that i could blog about something, now i am just staring at the monitor and my manager at the other end is giving me curious looks.

Usually i keep thinking about different things and my thoughts are never blank (reason why i named it Thought's Central. This has got me thinking about re-naming my blog). Last week has been full of activities, but no incident has given me the real urge to write about it!

Last Thursday was one of the best days in my life. I have got this wierdo flat-mate who just loves doing things differently. First, he loves watching SUN-TV after seven. People thats the time when all the "serials' are telecast and this guy misses none! He watches "Manaivi", "Selvi", "kanavarukaga" and plenty more. I just dont remember the names! He does not give a damn if its a nerve wracking match between India and Pakistan or the recently released movie telecast in the "Local Cable"(Dunno how you call it! But this is how they call it here) channel. You 'll be amazed to hear what he has for breakfast. MENU: Half Kilo Tomato and Carrot, six banana's, a biscuit packet and then the usual breakfast at his office cafeteria! You know what, he's been telling his roomies that the vegetables have made him look fresh in the morning and he's planning to add cabbage to that list! (Yheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew, that's goats food).

So on Thursday i had this meeting in the morning and could not miss it. So i get up at 8.10, my roomie Raj(He's an Intern at Intel and he leaves at 8.15 so that he could take the 8.30 company bus) told me that there is no water in the house. Me and Vijay (my other roomie) rushed downstairs to switch the motor "on". The moment we switched it "on", the owner(same old man!!) came downstairs and said "Enna, motor on panniteenga, ungalala tank fill aayiduchu. naanga tank cleannnu panninugurom!" (You guys switched on the Motor? we are cleanin gand the tank is full now, how are we going to complete it). I just wanted to beat the shit outta him. So we raced to the terrace and i was expecting the maid to clean the tank. But there was this wierdo flat-mate who was cleaning the tank. We fought with him even the previous night for watching the serials when there was this interesting show that was going on and now to start it all again i was tired!

There was slight drizzle and this guy was seriously cleaning the tank and the owner and his son-in-law watching him do it. I kept telling him that i had a meeting, he kept saying "naan, azukhu thanniya kudika maten". i asked him to do it on the weekends for which he said he wanted rest then. I soon realised that this all futile and called my manager and informed him that i'll be late.

So the rest of the flat mates including me joined together and gave him a royal screwing. Guys i just loved that time and this guy was literally in tears! We teased so badly that he started throwing the bucket and the mug everywhere, Tried to splash the dirty water on us and it drenched the owner's son-in-law for which the owner was also not spared.

So this guy started cleaning at 7 in the morning and finally at ten we were sitting downstairs when he entered and lifted the treasure that he discovered from the tank. Guys it was his shirt and his u**** ***r(you read it right!!!!) that he lost ten days back. He took the treasured items and left it on the table so that we could take a good look at it and be amazed by his fishing capabilities. Realized what all the “azukhu thanni was about”.


So finally i could blog about something that happened in the past week! And today morning when i was walking to the office through the Wind-Tunnel road on the Airport Road there was this demonstration from the "Kannada Vedike" in the morning. There were slogans like "Beke beku, kannada beku" and "Down down ****(software company)". I passed them and was just nearing the office when there was a road block. There was this guy who was instructing all of us to go through the main road because of the demonstration. There was this massive placard "Down down ****(software company)" and my flat mate is an intern in this company. So i asked him no to reveal his identity and asked him to stay behind while i go and negotiate a truce with him. I told him that my office was just yards away and he let us both walk through that way.

He got serious and yelled at me. I requested him again to let us through. Now he got all cool and asked me to repeat "I know Kannada, I Love Kannada". I was ready to do that but he finally finished his sentence with "Kannada". I was looking at him when he realized that i didnt understand that and told me to say "Kannada theriyu, kannada romba pidiku" in KANNADA. You know what? i preferred to walk the 4 kilometers instead without any further deliberations!!!!!!