The man behind the scenes..

Hi all,
Its been quite a time since my last post, my college life will continue later, as I have more pressing matters in my  brain than my life..There are some persons, who make their life large, and this post is dedicated to one such person, whom I love and I love to see him scale heights.. We all are in glory of crowned being the world champions (nobody knows whether the crown given was a original one or a fake !! ) , but some people were never noticed that time. People including myself praised Sachin, Dhoni , Yuvi ,Zaheer everybody in team, coach staff, selectors etc.. But some big names was left in the list and most of us didn even bother about them.
It was a team effort which showed class, but success in not a destination but a journey full of ups and downs, only the fittest survive, Darwin's theory holds good everywhere. Dhoni, who lead to us to the crown, has proved his mettle, he might have lead us to the top , but it was Dada, one of the great cricketers the world cricket has seen, made the beginning. I dont want to undermine Dhoni's talents, but all I say is he builded on the platform which Dada left. Openers giving a terrific start say 125 plus in 10 overs and the middle order just building on , will be a good analogy, Dada played the role of opener, and Dhoni continued it, though both are equally important, a small percentage of ur senses might tell its the openers whose efforts are to be lauded more, and so do I praise Dada for the winning attitude he has given to the team.
It was under Dada, when our team started winning abroad, before that India was known as chokers outside India, and it was he who brought the winning attitude to the team, it was he who lead us to world cup final in 2003.
Speaking of Dada, nobody can forget Natwest Episode, where he led us to great historic win , and Lord's balcony will always be the place Ganguly fans will cherish, his celebration showed it all , what the youth of this country is capable of, though the media were growing rage against it, youth of the nation never felt anythin bad of it, people call it a infamous incident , but fans of the game, and fans of Dada like me,knew what it meant and it was the beginning of the uprisal of the Great Indian Cricket era, which is at its peak right now.

The shirt in the picture is the shirt which he removed after the win.
Many might have forgotten, Indian cricket though had the likes of Kumble, Tendulkar, once was strongly bitten by match fixing allegations, and people looked like they will never see Cricket again, but and our performance too went to a all time low, and it was under his captaincy that India began to rise, and it started getting the fans and started to enjoy the craze it had before.
That craze and the expectations and the attitude of youth lead to us Natwest, Mini World cup, world cup finals and then Dhoni's captaincy made history, of course formation of IPL , purely built on our craze for the game. Speaking of IPL, Dada was in Kolkatta , leading the team for SRK's Kolkatta Knights, and then had to face a dead end being dropped out in IPL-4 , and not being picked by anybody in the auction.

Ganguly made a fitting comeback in IPL-4 as a warrior in Pune Warriors, under Yuvi, who was picked and mentored by Dada himself, when he was the captain of Indian team. Sometimes fairytales come true. In the case of Sourav Ganguly, it almost always does.An unbeaten innings of 32 runs off 32 balls can be dismissed as anything but special, under the circumstances he played. May be run a ball in not a much significance in T20, but its not just that in case of Dada, its always a curious case.When PWI announced that they had signed Ganguly to play for the remainder of the IPL, even his most ardent fans had mixed feelings. They wanted him to succeed but they were not sure if he could.
After all, the 38-year-old cricketer had not picked up a bat in the past five months, as he himself revealed after the match.once again showed that it is possible to put mind over matter. You can, if you think you can.The crowd understood this frisson between the heart and the body that happened in Hyderabad as Ganguly guided his team to a victory, I came back from office soon to see Dada bat, and was sitting glued to the tv and I was very very anxious.No single has been more cheered and clapped in IPL history than the first run he scored. And he was not even the home boy, where he is more than just a cricketer. SRK would have learnt that the hard way, as hardly the stands were occupied as Dada was not, but though at later stages, when the team was performing well, stands began to fill up. SRK even tried "Win for Dada" campaign, which had no results among the people.
A sportsman can lead you to emotions, mainly either to despair or euphoria, but very few give more than that, and one among such is our Dada, he can make you feel the entire range of emotions on and off the field, sometimes he might make you angry,sometimes proud,sometimes positive,sometimes negative, and thats what Dadagiri is all about. Being a Ganguly fan means being part of an unpredictable emotional journey. You never know what will come your way on a particular day. Nobody else has the power to enthrall and exasperate like him.

"The best captains get it right seven times out of ten,” he said. “I think I get it right five times out of ten. But I know, even when I get it wrong, that my team believes I was wrong in trying to be right.” This was in 2004 when he was probably the best man to have lead India onto a cricket ground, certainly in the years since I started watching seriously. 
People who watch the game, will never forget the way he handles the spinners, his down the track six against any quality spinner shows his class, and he too I accept is not perfect, allergic to short balls, may be it would be apt to say Raina his successor. 
Of all the videos which I love about Dada, here are some , which will definitely be worth a watch.(Watch the above with  comentary !!)

Who knows   when the stock markets peak and when they hit a bottom, so too it is with people.Who knows what the future would be for Ganguly for his life has rarely been predictable. 


Bye till nex,

Looking back...Part 3..hostel unfolds..

Hi all ,
It was a happy 1 month for us,as we had got a seat in courses we wanted,and we continued to celebrate it wit regular movies ,we had seen all movies released till date,and whatever movie released it,we all will go together telling probably the last in Neyveli as a whole..So finally the day had come to pack off to college,and it was in July 17,2006 I think , it was the original announced date for induction,but they later postponed it to 19th  July.So we started per original plan, we went to college on 17th , and we signed all the declarations and stuffs, and opened a bank account in a bank called 'Dhanalakshmi bank' which even my parents had never heard of before. The scenic beauty of the place will convince anyone to like the college,full of green lawns,nice tree shade everywhere we walk around,and of course the Western Ghat , which looks so good in early morning, with nice cloud patterns near it,and the campus was very big and neat.

So we proceeded to our hostel, new hostel opened for our batch , and it was very neat,and I was happy with that ,as everyone in my place told me hostel will be very bad,especially gents hostel will be the worst of the whole lot.

Me and my parents, met our hostel warden, which I will never forget, for giving a single key and a small coffee cup,he had spoken with us for 45 mins,by the end of which I thought I should never see him again for anything serious , as he has spoken for 45 mins with no issue in hand,nor any particular topic..
I went to my alloted room B-13, and my frnd Giri got alloted as B-14. Since I had went 2 days early to college, hostel was almost deserted,except for other state students,who had no other go than to report,as they cant change plans all of a sudden like the people nearby. So there was B-14 nex to mine,where there was a hindi guy, who was reading some technical book when we met him, it was the first shock of my life. My first lesson learnt for the day , never imagine college to the college portrayed in movies. Nex to my room,B-12, two andhra guys were there,they had kept the room hyper-clean , and had all the idols of God in a table,dedicated to the idols alone. Me and my parents spoke with them, and it was a nice conversation, I stammered a lot to speak in English, as I hardly spoke English in my school. For the first time in my life, I felt I should hav followed what our principal had said,he had adviced everyone to speak in English in school,and even fined students speaking in regional language,but we never minded that. Then I saw the people in my room,in the name list stuck in hostel, First name was Krishna Kumar, i thought okay fine,atleast someone from the same state, then Surendar, i thought probably from south,but may be from North also, then it was Ranjith Thilakan, I thought he would definitely be a Tamilian. Then the day passed by, all my room-mates had turned up,and my next lesson was ready, Ranjith Thilakan was from Bombay,and I had learnt never assume anything.. My frnd Giri in B-14,Porupu Anand in B-15, and Aswin and Pampu Anand in B-16, Sandeep in the opposite corridor to ours, YK in B-19.

Krishna alias Kitty and Suru was school mates so they knew each other well before. I remember the first question which Kitty asked me after introducing ourselves, " Whats your total, whats ur cutoff ..Are u hard working..Why  u lost marks in board exam..."blah blah..I was happy to meet Netta, as I remembered him very well, wherever he moves,he ll alwas be a marked man, due to his height, he was room-mate of my frnd YK. Morning bathroom queue took me by surprise, it was 6 am in the morning, some prayer song was chanting in the speakers in my next room,as well as the corridor, and all the bathrooms had 2 buckets outside waiting in queue, while some guys got dressed up by 6 am itself.. I thought hostel is going to make me like a military man , with strict timings in everything..We all were searching bathrooms in all wings of the hostel,and was happy to see all my frens waiting,thats how our social networking began to increase,speaking wit others durin the waiting time.. If bathroom queue looked like queue for a new hero movie queue, mess queue looked like a Rajinikant movie First Day First show queue,all dressed up in neat formals(as the collg rules meant strict NO to jean ,and we wer freshers,had a lot of fear to break it the first day itself..), a queue which was like connecting 2 ends of the hostel..after waiting for a lot of time, the mess guy dropped in my plate 2 idli's which looked like it will make the eversilver plate bend..huh ! After all those, we had a session explaining Amrita's prayer song's meaning, which was the first session which all of us had after a long 3 month holiday,so everybody had a nice little nap,then a guy I don know whom introduced us to credits , which we didn understand anything at that point of time, I felt like I was in the wrong place,after hearing all those..Then they read the names and their corresponding batches, I heard my name being called in Cse-A batch, and once again after sometime I heard my name told in Cse-B batch also, so again confusion for me..I went to Cse-A and sat with my roommates Kitty and Suru, and as usual, we were introducing among ourselves, while I was in deep confusion about my class, finally I clarified it, they read the name Sivaraj wrongly as Sivaram, and Sivaraj was in Cse-A and Sivaram in Cse-B,so I bid farewell to cse-a and joined Cse-b and sat with Sandeep, he was busy chatting with all Keralites ( u can assume the gender, to whom he was chatting ),and I was stammering in my butler English to speak with them, so I decided to shift my location the next day, and sat in the end column of the class,far from girls,and in the extreme corner of the class,looked like the best place,as all fellow tamilians were sitting, and soon tamil seemed to be the best language in the world, as I could speak freely..
The whole day , we had just discussed the session on prayer, and the credit system, both of which nobody understood,everybody narrating their own versions of the stories.Then in the evening all parents left, and then began our hostel life, first time staying away from home, in a hostel,with a lot of guys around, is a nice feel , somefeel homesick and cry,some enjoy the feel from the moment one, some fear it,but I since , I had a lot of school friends with me, was just the normal, and all my school mates will come to CSE floor in hostel, as most of my school mates were in CSE,that too in adjacent rooms,so B-13 soon became the common room..So gradually our circle of friends grew up, Porupu Anand and myself will share desk , and next to us will be Deepak Narayan and Arun , and Harikrishna alias Hari who was sitting in first desk for the first week full,came and joined the club back benchers,the extreme end of the class. Arun and Hari will chat about all the cartoons in the world, from DragonballZ to Powerpuff girls,they liked all the dry cartoon shows,and soon started exchanging DVDs of cartoon network's episode,as Arun was a day scholar,and he would download them all in his PC in home,and circulate to hostel.
If Arun was a cartoon network maniac, deepak Narayan was a movie maniac, again a dayscholar,so will go to all language movies, though he knows only tamil and english.. Bhuvanesh , a EIE student , is my saviour in Engineering Drawing Lab,where leave drawing with Drafter, I don know even to attach it to the drawing board,and use it properly,used to complete his drawings quickly,and then exchange places and he will draw it for me too.
Rahul, Bala are 2 more people with whom I chat about tamil movies,as they too like me watch a lot of tamil movies, so thats how our friendship developed..
Days progressed, 6 am prayer songs was never heard by anybody, 8 am was the usual time for getting up,and  so we all will skip breakfast,and run to classroom as we have to be there by 830,and Abinash from A-33 shifted his room to B-13,with his bed even,only his empty dress rack was there, as his dresses notes everything was there in B-13 our new common room, and Gautham from A-31 has shifted too B-15 with Porupu and Pravin mapi.. It was first year,so regular checking in room was there,as according to the warden after 9pm , everybody should remain in their own rooms, and there will be an attender with a torch roaming around the hostel corridors to check for any noise inside rooms.. It will be a tough time to escape from his torch's gaze to sneak into other rooms, and just for the fun of risking it , people started to move around the rooms, and soon he had to face a tough time..And since B-13 was common room ,it was more like a dungeon,we hardly swept the floors,but never minded the dirty floors,will just put our beds down in the mat,and sleep,everyday Abi will sleep in our room, and he and Aplus were never considered to be from EEE,but alwas as CSE ..

                                         A typical use of id card by Amrita Engineer.

Most surprising character was Mr.DeenaDayalan, who was in B-12 with the Andhra guys, a sincere guy,who had a option of getting into PSG Tech , one of the top rated college in TamilNadu , had to join Amrita,as his father said , Amrita will make him a disciplined man than what PSG does. The decission whom everybody will laugh at, as comparing Amrita and PSG is like comparing Sachin and Piyush Chawla. Deena was immediately famous in CSE cos, he already had a girl friend , and used to chat wit her all night, and still had enough time to chat with all other people in class , as well as in hostel, and the most important, put scene as if he is the sincere'st person in the whole department , and it will look like he has a split personality disorder, having one personality inside class, and the other normal Deena outside class.

Our celebrations,exams,funny fights,chats,gossip awaits...

Related posts : Part 1 , School Part 2 , The beginning