He is the god-father for our gang 'HACKERS'. We all, in short, call him as 'Tha-la' (alias Tharu tha-la). At times, for any name to be proposed for anything, be it inside classroom or at our room, we all shout Rajasekar's name in chorus. During our first year of the course, he appeared to me like any other in college, nothing special. But then I came to know, rather I have to say, I learnt a lot from him (non-technical) during our stay at MSR Bhavan. Every day me getting up and going to bed is like entering and exiting a personality development class and a mall where I earned trustworthy friends.
Though there are many that happened, there are a few which has to be spoken as history. I know Rajasekar will happen to read all this one day. Let him hear me saying 'Sorry Machi, I couldn't control expressing this!!!', that day. Our ancestors made carvings on rocks to record historic events of Maharajas. Let we, techno-grads use wBlogs to record Raj's mystery
In our first year hostel apart from normal 2-3-4 cot rooms, there are also 7-8 cot rooms which we call as Dunjan rooms. Even when the clock shows 12 noon one has to turn on the lights to see something. That was a weekday, late in the night, almost between 11pm - 1am. It was literally dark. One of our in-mate, who is holding a share in the dwelling dunjan room, stepped into the room from the collider after roasting groundnuts. He didn't want to turn on the lights as that would disturb others sleep. One other in that room was stumbling on the bed. Looking at a strange dark object stepping into the room and approaching towards him - he created a massive blowing shout with full energy he got from dinner. Now others are also awake but see nothing except unusual sound at that time. The guy who was just out of phone, entering into the room, without knowing that he was mistaken for a ghost, also started screaming. Adding to this was the metallic effects from our hostel's strong steel cots keep in that room. Finally someone in that room managed to switch on the lights but almost everyone has scattered by then.
Next day, this incident was the hot topic of discussion in classrooms, canteens, juice parks, hostel mess, rest-rooms in fact. Each building up with their own views about the happening of the incident. We also heard 2-3 of such buildups (in fact this is itself a correlation of that 2-3 perspectives). One such view we heard was the view of the one who actually viewed the dark object that night. He was actually little scared to go his room and continued 1-2 night stays in Krishna/Rams room (No: 216) and then continues the rest of his college life with us. He is none other than the hero on this blog - Mr Rajasekar.
Until college Rajasekar was commonly know as Tha-la, girls call him (with so-called stylish slang) Raj-c-ker. Lects call him No.73. But after getting out of college, in corporate slag he is referred as only Raj'. Let me also call him little professionally, as I am also a citizen in this corporate world.
Raj with his inbuilt negotiation skills, can convince any on this earth except one person. This person is someone special - he is the one who has always followed/following him in his name. Yes, it is his dad Mr. Pandian. This is only because of only interesting character that Raj's posses.
Raj is the only guys in our room who is as cool as otherwise during nights before sem-exam. This bugger would not have listen at any of the class room sessions nor gone through notes (which he doesn’t keep safe) nor any xerox materials (which only Rams would have to gather a day or 2 before the exam, sometimes during study holidays - by then Raj would be spending tight vacation at Pondy, his home town). But he is the one amongst two in our room who goes to sleep very early lightening fire on others stomach who would be studying then during the night before exam. This guy hardly reads, but grasps almost everything one a single go. It is because he correlates concepts while reading. He is very good at explaining practical aspects of any concepts. All key terminologies are hardcoded in his every memory cell. Yes, only these occupied all space leaving no room for him to at least buffer something happening around him. I think, I am driving my readers rightly, if you have already guessed what would be the rest of this blog about Raj. :) Not only for technical expertise, negotiation skills but Raj is also known for his very interesting, at times hot of talks during re-union is his nature of forgetting things. Raj tries to prove himself good at people management and his negotiation abilities when he is caught for his forgetting nature.
It is our Indian culture (especially in South) to always invite someone whom we already knew, home for lunch. Raj is one step ahead of this. He was once travelling back to Chidambaram from Pondy after study vacation. As usual he got a journey friend to talk. During the talk Raj learnt that then co passenger is travelling to Chidambaram to meet his friend Pazhani. Our helping natured Raj, politely said that he knows where Pazhani is living and promised to take the co passenger there. The rest of the conversation went on and only God knows what they spoke and also only God knows why they didn't talk what they were supposed to. They both got into an auto an headed to 3rd North Cross Mariyappa Nagar. The auto passed our room and stopped at Kool guys room. Unfortunately the door was locked from outside. Since that was a sunny afternoon, our Taj - Raj invited his new friend for some meals in our room. As they both were having food, Raj introduced this guy to whomever in room that time. He didnt know that it was his bad luck that everyone were at room. While introducing, he refered the new guys as Pazhani's friend and he referred us as Pazhani's classmates. To all of our surprise, rather a surprise to Pazhani's friend we heard from this friend of Pazhani saying that 'No Pazhani is a bike mechanic...!!! And not a college student'. Our guys are known for hospitality. So no one showed any emotions immediately. We all were as quit like a fire spark eating up the thread approaching towards the tip of the bomb. That guys would not have even crossed our main gate - the bomb blasted. Poor guy (Raj) took till evening to recover from this happened in the afternoon but we haven't yet.
There is one more.... It was a ...evening; we were back from college after listening to few interesting lectures delivery by really sincere staffs. Few of our guys (I think, it was Krishna) selecting some good songs on the system to be played that evening. Rams as usual with the cook amma finding faults, settling accounts and suggesting menu for that night in spite of keeping budget at mind. Ravi with a silent cat walk, measuring our house. Ganesh and Raama getting ready for evening classes. But Raj who seemed searching something for long time went restless and grew frustration. Slowly one by one of us joined helping him search for whatever he was searching. He was actually searching for his lunggi. It was also turning dark. Some of a talented detective (I think it was E&I Ravi and Muthiah) took torch lights and went to our terrace. At different angles they were focusing towards all our neighboring boundaries. Few in fact doubted our poor drunken so-called security. I think it was Ganesh who noticed the Raj's face turning like a kid who his waiting to be punished but wanted to escape for the only reason that he is a kid. That nasty smile reminded other on Raj's forgetting nature. One amongst us asked if that lunggi which he was actually wearing was the one that all were searching. He shook his head as a sign of acceptance before even the question was completed. Acceptance doesn't make a lie a truth. So our guys didn't show any partiality in the way we execute some traditional customs for such occasions.
Last but not the least.... Raj's parents stay in Pondy (max 2hrs by bus from Chidambaram). He visits them almost all the weekends. He would directly come to college on Monday morning. So the first day of a week for him with us is Tuesday morning. But the way he starts his it is different. His early morning 8:30AM, he carries the brush stand with all our tooth brushes in it, approaches every one who is awake (actually we all would be out of bed by then). Mapping every brush to someone with their confirmation on some brush, our detective finally walks to the wash basin to brush his teeth. We didn't know that he is checking the same with all until he asked when all of us were once together. He actually forgets his tooth brush after returning from Pondy. That one brush which no one claim most often happens to be his brush.
Don't underestimate Raj after reading all this... He has many interesting facts with proper justification, at this finger tips. Be it hardware/software or real-estate/automobiles or matter fact anything that come across his life he knows which would be appropriate for him at the best.
Raj is married to Nathiya, his family friend who turned out to be his own family. The couples are blessed with a baby girl, Nathra.
Though there are many that happened, there are a few which has to be spoken as history. I know Rajasekar will happen to read all this one day. Let him hear me saying 'Sorry Machi, I couldn't control expressing this!!!', that day. Our ancestors made carvings on rocks to record historic events of Maharajas. Let we, techno-grads use wBlogs to record Raj's mystery
In our first year hostel apart from normal 2-3-4 cot rooms, there are also 7-8 cot rooms which we call as Dunjan rooms. Even when the clock shows 12 noon one has to turn on the lights to see something. That was a weekday, late in the night, almost between 11pm - 1am. It was literally dark. One of our in-mate, who is holding a share in the dwelling dunjan room, stepped into the room from the collider after roasting groundnuts. He didn't want to turn on the lights as that would disturb others sleep. One other in that room was stumbling on the bed. Looking at a strange dark object stepping into the room and approaching towards him - he created a massive blowing shout with full energy he got from dinner. Now others are also awake but see nothing except unusual sound at that time. The guy who was just out of phone, entering into the room, without knowing that he was mistaken for a ghost, also started screaming. Adding to this was the metallic effects from our hostel's strong steel cots keep in that room. Finally someone in that room managed to switch on the lights but almost everyone has scattered by then.
Next day, this incident was the hot topic of discussion in classrooms, canteens, juice parks, hostel mess, rest-rooms in fact. Each building up with their own views about the happening of the incident. We also heard 2-3 of such buildups (in fact this is itself a correlation of that 2-3 perspectives). One such view we heard was the view of the one who actually viewed the dark object that night. He was actually little scared to go his room and continued 1-2 night stays in Krishna/Rams room (No: 216) and then continues the rest of his college life with us. He is none other than the hero on this blog - Mr Rajasekar.
Until college Rajasekar was commonly know as Tha-la, girls call him (with so-called stylish slang) Raj-c-ker. Lects call him No.73. But after getting out of college, in corporate slag he is referred as only Raj'. Let me also call him little professionally, as I am also a citizen in this corporate world.
Raj with his inbuilt negotiation skills, can convince any on this earth except one person. This person is someone special - he is the one who has always followed/following him in his name. Yes, it is his dad Mr. Pandian. This is only because of only interesting character that Raj's posses.
Raj is the only guys in our room who is as cool as otherwise during nights before sem-exam. This bugger would not have listen at any of the class room sessions nor gone through notes (which he doesn’t keep safe) nor any xerox materials (which only Rams would have to gather a day or 2 before the exam, sometimes during study holidays - by then Raj would be spending tight vacation at Pondy, his home town). But he is the one amongst two in our room who goes to sleep very early lightening fire on others stomach who would be studying then during the night before exam. This guy hardly reads, but grasps almost everything one a single go. It is because he correlates concepts while reading. He is very good at explaining practical aspects of any concepts. All key terminologies are hardcoded in his every memory cell. Yes, only these occupied all space leaving no room for him to at least buffer something happening around him. I think, I am driving my readers rightly, if you have already guessed what would be the rest of this blog about Raj. :) Not only for technical expertise, negotiation skills but Raj is also known for his very interesting, at times hot of talks during re-union is his nature of forgetting things. Raj tries to prove himself good at people management and his negotiation abilities when he is caught for his forgetting nature.
It is our Indian culture (especially in South) to always invite someone whom we already knew, home for lunch. Raj is one step ahead of this. He was once travelling back to Chidambaram from Pondy after study vacation. As usual he got a journey friend to talk. During the talk Raj learnt that then co passenger is travelling to Chidambaram to meet his friend Pazhani. Our helping natured Raj, politely said that he knows where Pazhani is living and promised to take the co passenger there. The rest of the conversation went on and only God knows what they spoke and also only God knows why they didn't talk what they were supposed to. They both got into an auto an headed to 3rd North Cross Mariyappa Nagar. The auto passed our room and stopped at Kool guys room. Unfortunately the door was locked from outside. Since that was a sunny afternoon, our Taj - Raj invited his new friend for some meals in our room. As they both were having food, Raj introduced this guy to whomever in room that time. He didnt know that it was his bad luck that everyone were at room. While introducing, he refered the new guys as Pazhani's friend and he referred us as Pazhani's classmates. To all of our surprise, rather a surprise to Pazhani's friend we heard from this friend of Pazhani saying that 'No Pazhani is a bike mechanic...!!! And not a college student'. Our guys are known for hospitality. So no one showed any emotions immediately. We all were as quit like a fire spark eating up the thread approaching towards the tip of the bomb. That guys would not have even crossed our main gate - the bomb blasted. Poor guy (Raj) took till evening to recover from this happened in the afternoon but we haven't yet.
There is one more.... It was a ...evening; we were back from college after listening to few interesting lectures delivery by really sincere staffs. Few of our guys (I think, it was Krishna) selecting some good songs on the system to be played that evening. Rams as usual with the cook amma finding faults, settling accounts and suggesting menu for that night in spite of keeping budget at mind. Ravi with a silent cat walk, measuring our house. Ganesh and Raama getting ready for evening classes. But Raj who seemed searching something for long time went restless and grew frustration. Slowly one by one of us joined helping him search for whatever he was searching. He was actually searching for his lunggi. It was also turning dark. Some of a talented detective (I think it was E&I Ravi and Muthiah) took torch lights and went to our terrace. At different angles they were focusing towards all our neighboring boundaries. Few in fact doubted our poor drunken so-called security. I think it was Ganesh who noticed the Raj's face turning like a kid who his waiting to be punished but wanted to escape for the only reason that he is a kid. That nasty smile reminded other on Raj's forgetting nature. One amongst us asked if that lunggi which he was actually wearing was the one that all were searching. He shook his head as a sign of acceptance before even the question was completed. Acceptance doesn't make a lie a truth. So our guys didn't show any partiality in the way we execute some traditional customs for such occasions.
Last but not the least.... Raj's parents stay in Pondy (max 2hrs by bus from Chidambaram). He visits them almost all the weekends. He would directly come to college on Monday morning. So the first day of a week for him with us is Tuesday morning. But the way he starts his it is different. His early morning 8:30AM, he carries the brush stand with all our tooth brushes in it, approaches every one who is awake (actually we all would be out of bed by then). Mapping every brush to someone with their confirmation on some brush, our detective finally walks to the wash basin to brush his teeth. We didn't know that he is checking the same with all until he asked when all of us were once together. He actually forgets his tooth brush after returning from Pondy. That one brush which no one claim most often happens to be his brush.
Don't underestimate Raj after reading all this... He has many interesting facts with proper justification, at this finger tips. Be it hardware/software or real-estate/automobiles or matter fact anything that come across his life he knows which would be appropriate for him at the best.
Raj is married to Nathiya, his family friend who turned out to be his own family. The couples are blessed with a baby girl, Nathra.
