Friday, October 2, 2009


we had this wonderful get together in a house boat at alappuzha after attending Augustine's father's funeral. The most interesting thing i saw was that my friends have not changed a bit inspite of the passing years. They continued to perform their roles they did in our college. Murali as usual was the joker in the pack with stiff competition from ajmal. See i am not degrading them by calling them jokers, what i wanted to convey is the positive effect they had on our party being the butt of most of the jokes. We can only make fun of a person who is humble enough not to be hurt by the joke. Murali especially doesn't have a cell of arrogance in his very old body. Coming back to the roles, shine as usual was the errand boy, Nizar the organiser, Anu the rolls royce with unni as the driver. Only Ninan over did his role, how he did it, i wont say. Peppy some how under performed being too dazed to crack his wits. I as usual was mostly the silent spectator afraid of the sharp retorts from others.
Anyway it was great great great fun. we should increase the frequency of this get togethers.

We, from Tvpm, strated off from here by noon in Anu's (Bobby, appostrophe is there) car and reached there just before the cremation. Finished one bottle in the car itself, Unni the driver was spared. After that there was a mixup in fixing the venue and we lost some precious moments, may be one hour or so. At last all settled on a house boat arranged by Anu ( Anu also was very happy on his suggestion being accepted for the first time). Finished three bottles in the night itself. In between Bobby advised Ninan to slow down on watching his drinking spree. But Ninan said 12 pegs is his limit. Fortunate that he went off before the start. Bobby, seems that by that time he had consumed atleast 6 pegs. He had compensated the absence of peg counters like Vetti, Nishanth etc. Next day by 6 o clock itself Bobby relieved to attend some family function. others finished the Scotch sponsored by Ajmal and by 9 o clock Ajmal and Ninan went back. We along with Nizar went to Kottayam Guset House to have another round.


i have a question to ask. who was the most popular guy in our class. My vote will go to shine. I don't think there is much competition for that spot. nishanth might come a distant second. but shine should win hands down. If any one you have any objection you could use this space to prove your point.
So the next question is what are those attributes which make a person popular among his peers.
We will take shine as a specimen for our research. In our class he was accepted by valippers, tholippers and kallipers. what was the reason for that acceptability. Every one has their own egos and to be accepted by them, you will have to satisfy their ego. Is it an easy, i would say. For you to satisfy other person's ego, it is necessary that you should not have any ego. To not have an ego is some thing which is not human, i will rather call it super human. So, was shine a superhuman. No i wont say that. I will rather call him a socialist. A socialist has got many wave lengths. He can relate to other people who have got different wave lengths. That is what separates him from people having single wave length.
Was shine a person having a spectrum of wave lengths. I think so. You might differ. If so please elaborate.
And shine please don't think that you are the ultimate human being. You have your own failings. About that i will elaborate later.


Since it is hari’s day out, I will also join the party. Actually hari is not the main character in this story. It is Latheesh and Augustine. Most of you know the story, but I will reproduce it here, because thinking about it always produces a chuckle in me. Like all of us during our college days hari also had his own share of girl wooing episodes. But the problem with him was that he always approached it with a cave man mentality. And invariably girls fled from his presence. This particular episode happened towards the end of our college days. There was this girl in the 3 year course, don’t know her name, who hari was after. As usual this girl used to flee from the scene whenever hari was around. One day little inebriated, hari cornered her, and was serenading in his not so subtle ways, the girl got real angry and shouted at Hari “are you mad” and walked away. Hari crestfallen, on his way back met latheesh and recounted the incident to him. Augustine was sitting nearby and Latheesh called Augustine and said to him “some girl has insulted our dear hari by calling him a madman and we will have to give back to her for him”. Augustine got all worked up and both went in search of the girl. They met her near the library and latheesh pulling Augustine along went straight to her. Then latheesh asked the girl in all fury “ why you called hari a madman. It is not he who is mad”. The girl was standing with here eyes wide open fearing what is coming out next. Augustine was also standing next to latheesh hoping that latheesh is going to abuse her. Latheesh then slowly pointed his finger towards Augustine and calmly said “ It is not hari who is mad, it is this fellow who is mad”. The blood totally drained out of Augustine’s face and it was a scene everybody who witnessed it could not forget in their lifetime.


I am remembering one more episode of our beloved peppy..peepy who was a late comer to our team was eager to have a love life from the very beginning and he on the first day of one our female friends who was the last to join our class in first five, I am not ready to mention her name here...
( she met with an accident near clock tower Kollam and you may be remembering how she was traped under a we morn her pathetic sitaution in a meeting in our hostel...and at last some how one of us telephoned to visitation and found that the person in news was not our friend..and later on how it became a roaring wit which we enjoyed..inspite of the poor fate of that orginal girl..!!) Now most of u have got the name of the famale friend...Peppy who was watching the new comer beside me through the four windows of the class room suddenly roared...."Look she is in love with me...!" I wondered Hw? Peppy understood from my expression that I am very slow in following him...then he explained..." I looked through this window and she saw me...I then looked through the other side window then also she saw me...Immediately I went the other side and looked through the the next two windows..then also she saw me...friend she fell in love with me..." saying this he was really enjoying his own findings...and I was in a suffix...Mr minister ...then he was an M.P. delivered a memorable speech in Indian parliament about the debut of that girl who succumbed to death in lack of a recovery van and immediately got realeased Rs. 1 crore for purchasing a recovery van to Kollam District...Please..condone the poor language..


As you said shammi, nattu was the fountain of so many funny stories during our class days. I cant remember most of them, any body who remember them should please contribute. There were no shortage of his klepto stories then. If you can remember, Please, please contribute.
Four or five incidents I can remember are the ones which I witnessed. I will narrate one here, it is not a klepto one, but still interesting.
I think it was during our 4th year I, thriprayar vinodan and nattu went to that theatre near ayurveda college to see a film. Cant remember which one. Before seeing the film we had couple of beer and we had to rush to the theatre to be in time. Just before we entered the theatre, nattu stopped and bought two plastic carry bags from a wayside shop near its gate. I asked him why, he just shrugged and smiled his naughty smile. We entered and 20-25 minutes into the film I just couldn’t sit. The two beers had filled my bladder within no time and it was close to bursting. The theatre was choke a block with typical tvm crowd and I know any attempt to go to the loo in the middle of the film trodding on their legs would be real danger to me. Nattu was sitting to my left and inspite of my discomfort I started hearing a peculiar sound coming from there. It sounded like this—rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrprrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr….. . I looked at nattu and he was watching the screen, but the same naughty smile was still twinkling on his face. The sound stopped when I looked, but suddenly reappeared. I looked closely and I saw in the semi darkness nattu pissing into a plastic carrybag sitting there. Then I knew nattu was not only a klepto but also a great visionary. Nattu offered me the spare plastic bag but I hadn’t had the guts and very shortly had to make a run for the bathrooms receiving a shower of ‘t’ and ‘p’ words from the not so enthusiastic crowd.


I haven’t heard from arun for quite a long time. Not that it is a surprise. We were never very close during our college days. He was really the “blind man” not only for his thick lenses or the darkness that surrounded him but also when you think about his political life and love life in college.
For majority of our college years arun was not seen around our classes. This was because he was making himself available to the available politburo which hung around the canteen. And this politburo was always seen in deep discussion, murmuring in to each others ears, sitting in a close circle, sipping tea and smoking beedies. They rarely raised their gaze to look at the worthless creatures like us moving around them. They behaved as if this poor earth will be thrown of its orbit, even if they shifted their position a bit.
But our poor arun, one day he was thrown out of the orbit of the politburo. what caused that cosmic wonder, I don’t know, not that I want to know. Next day itself arun landed with a thud among us and was into our ways very soon. Then came his journey into his love orbit. He was mercilessly thrown out of that orbit also is another story.



politicians were the real superstars of our college. To say it more correctly anybody who wanted to be a star entered into active politics. i was somebody who never had any active political inclinations till i joined law college. and the law college turned out to be a whirlwind of political activities. The sfi bieng the most happening party in our law college, it was quite natural that most of my classmates floated in to that outfit. More than any political inclinations it was the comfort zone that sfi created prompted many to gravitate to that party. and ksu was a party which stayed behind in the shawdows and peered around with anxiety. i was never comfortable with any established setup and an incident i saw in my fist few days changed my polictical life in the college. One morning there was a student walking around the college shouting slogans and all others were going on with their business as if nothing had happened. First i thought 'poor guy ,a screw is loose in his head', but when i enquired some body said that vjd has called for a statewide strike and what i am seeing is the procession taken out by the law college unit of the vjd to enforce the strike. That second i knew that this is the man and this is the party for me. Sorry it was not any ideals which prompted my decision, but it was the admiration for the sheer guts of veppa sanal who could pull off such a stunt. So i joined and as the saying goes, rest is history.


Shine dear friend forgive me...but i can't resists from deposing this truth...u all amy be remembering the final years election...choken Vs Mamu...on the day of election ...early morning Mamu came to me and he begged to give him my vote but with a kona smile I rejected his plea and make it defenite that I will vote to Shine only because he is one of my best friends...Even now I remember the sad face of my innocent friend said, I exercised my franchise to great Chokan and anxiously waited for the result...tension rose to the heights when results one by one released and at last a flash news spread that choken is in tie with mamu....and the next step is a heart stopped for a moment...I called the entire gods any chance Choku lost the toss then it will be my last day in the campus..since mamu will defenitely clear me out from there..such a harrassment was give by me in the mornirng...any way toss was in favour of Choks...and he became the Chairperson....but to be fair I may say he may the last person to be selected as a Chairperson because he was an utter flop..and I even now regret with the wrong decision I took on that bad mornirng..But to my heart...even now Chokan is a friend in all sense who stand by the side of my thought and he will be....( Here one more thing to be remembered is my unfaithfulness towards that Valluvanadan friend ( Mamu ) who tried his maximum to make me the winner in my election with Hari on the fourth year..and how my friend Shine faught hard to defeat me in my debut) u see hw ungreatful man is...


Shammi, I took politics in its right sense during those days. To an extent I still do that. i never mixed POlitics with my personal relations. Thats healthy. When I contested I never asked for votes among my classmates. And ofcourse I felt when Nishanth told me that he wont vote for me and REynil, after election, disclosed that his franchise also was against me. Infact if Ajmal was not my rival i would not have even contested.
And u rightly said it; I know that i was a flop as a chairman and even as a leader of SFI. But u believe me; I never intended or tried for this. There were a lot of undercurrents which i realise now. During the final days I was fed up with everything. But all r memorable moments now.
Bobby, Still waiting, fingers crossed, for remaining part of ur story