Sunday, February 20, 2011




1. Seriously I don’t know why I write this, but I am not a enemy of railways

2. *

A Night before the day I started writing this; my train stopped in a station which was half the way to my destination. I got a call from my dad that his train stopped two stations before our destination and a door opened in empty goods train dashed a post and broke. Not the door, post. We all passengers thought the problem will be resolved; 1 hour passed still the same. Now we all got down the train and went down to train guard to inquire no proper response! We all know even the goods train driver who broke the post cannot answer our question, when will the train start? I would have gone back to city and take rest in a nice inn, but I was not able to do that since my dad is in the train which is away from me, near to our destination station and also the broken post. I waited for updates from station master.

We all got down from the train and stood in the track with few rocks in hand to stop the train in the opposite direction, do not know why we should do this as it as anything to the broken post or to us! Still we want to show our aggression. IT pals, don’t panic, read the word again its aggression not recession and if some HR reading this, it aggression not attrition ;)

There came a drunken elderly man who stays near to my home, told me that he called the petrol and they will be here so don’t stand here. I asked him “Why do you want petrol? to fire the train?”

“Petrol will come now don’t stand in the crowd” he repeated again. By the way he is a police man, talking about petrol. O! He is talking about Police Patrol! “Kudos” police man. Kudos is not for calling petrol to station, he told me not to stand in the crowd and he ran. I walked around the station to search a place from where I can run if police come running behind to catch! An announcement from Station Master the train will leave now. Train Guard gave a horn, driver said a yes to the horn so we all dropped the stones and sat inside the train, Station Master in his very good English with his 10 to 15 sentence tried to brief us “Train will start”. I could feel the fear in his voice since he saw two or three stones went inside his room. I called my dad told him the train is goanna start, for which he replied, if that is so his train should start first and there is no sign of that.

Two trains crossed in our opposite direction and finally we learned the game played by the Station Master, Driver and Guard. Again the aggression started, I thought, I could do some adventure and put that in my blog but my fear of railway-case and RPF which might screw my entire life, stopped me from doing that since my mind already started thinking of the railway station attack happened when I was in my college(no details for now please J). I moved from the crowd and went to the driver end where it was very less crowded also a place from where I can run away from police easily. Now, third time, I rejected the offer from my uncle to stay in his home for that night which is a mile away from where I was, since my dad was trapped in the a train which is near to the railway confusion spot. For my wonder not even one RPF came to the station though we threw few stones on the train.

I called my friend who was in the train, in which my dad was,

“Boss I'm screwed aren’t you”, I laughed. But he was rescued by some of his friend.

My grandma called me and said a rescue team has been sent to take my dad home. Don’t surprise, it’s one of my uncle and his friends. I thought right time to accept the “come-home” offer of my uncle who called me, so I started walking to go out of the station and finish my blog here. But life screws me whenever I feel “I am alright”, yeah, when I started walking a team of local police with big sticks in hand came running asking everybody standing out from the train compartment to get in, there was few knocks by the police mans on the compartment with the stick. I know, though I was caught by this people I can fool them with few popular names I know. But what if they surrender me to railway police, then my life will be in hell, so I stayed very quiet and calm and went inside the compartment and was trapped for other 30minutes within which my uncle might close the offer and his doors, thinking my train started. 30 minutes passed and I came out of the compartment and saw police man standing outside my compartment turned to another side from me; I got down and started walking pretending talking in my low battery mobile phone. Few steps later somebody screamed “who is that walking” I didn’t cared to turn but kept walking out of fear ;)

I claimed the foot over bridge and reached the station entrance where I have to continue my drama with my co-actor HTC touch-2. No police man standing cared about me walking away. I reached the main road and hired a drunken auto who asked me 3times the cost for the travel, I was not able to bargain as he was swimming already also I might not get another auto as it was quarter to 1am. Aha! I reached my uncles home, I double confirmed safety of my dad and had few midnight hot idlies from my Akka and arrested myself in bed. Rechecked when my dad reached home. Got a surprise safety confirmation call from my friend who I called to ask whether he too was screwed, “Thanks Man”. Thanks to the rescue teams who helped my dad reach home and Kudos to all other rescue teams who worked at midnight to save their relatives.

One more screwed night of mine.

*Thanks for all those who gave me good comments also who I compel to read my blog and get comments.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Refill(ed) with Love

Refill(ed) with Love - A Letter to my future wife.


1. After everything set for our marriage proposal and an official meeting arranged between our families, I will come with a card to meet you, which will read;

You are not very good at making choices but

Thanks for that!

For my beautiful Wife” Printed on the cover.

I would love if our marriage happens in my custom, this might not be an issue if we both belong to the same custom What if you doesn’t belong to my custom! What if you belong to Christianity! I will have to change the words in my card to read;

My CREATOR will bless us,

Your CREATOR will bless us,

Our creators has accepted,

For us to become creators of our creation,

Who might have confusion on his/her CREATOR,

But that’s okay! Let us confuse.

Whatever religion you belong let us execute it in my custom. Hey wait! Don’t get tensed, I have a reason for that, wait for that and let me continue now.

I will say “Stop” if you’re called out from your room before all our relatives crowded to see you. “I will go meet her in room. She is not a flower in Botanical Garden for visitors”, I will say, also I have my card for you.

I will message you reaching home with your mobile number save in my phone,

“Hi! Before I going to bed,

I opened,

and typed “Sathish Kumar+yourname”,

and clicked search button.”

How else can I tell you that I am lost in you!

Before our Betrothal I will take you for a date, to confess all the days I screwed in my life and promise to kill my entire ego the same day. Hopefully, this date will happen before our Betrothal invitation got printed. Hey, I have few words to tell you other than my crap screwed stories,

“I will trust you more than the love I am goanna give you”.

True! It’s just not the love which makes everything in life, Its Trust. I might blog our date with all my confessions I made to you one day. Give me permission for that.

Here comes our marriage. After all the formalities are done, we have a custom to put a silver ring to one of the figure in your leg, “metti”.

“Forgive All my Sins,

I will Love you forever”

I will whisper in your ears and bend down to touch your feet and wear you that silver ring. Aha! This is the reason I wanted in my custom. I do not know if there is any other custom where groom bends to brides’ foot or I do not know I will get a chance to touch your foot in a heavy crowd, also, I feel no one better than you can forgive me since you are the one who will share all mine.

Hmmm! Will you cry when I take you virtually from your parents with me? Then I have to tell your mom and dad;

“Uncle, Aunty! Let this be your last trial to make my Wife cry” Not just to make you smile.

“You’re are my better half, and the rest is for you” I will remember to whisper this before my first forehead-kiss to you

Forehead-kisses are so special. Peoples who experienced might feel it which in turn tell you

“I am there for you, forever”.

“It’s what I am missing in my life so far” I have to tell you.

Where will I take first after our wedding! Pondicherry. Yes , to Arabindo ashram, to get blessed by Sri Annai and Sri Arabindo. That’s the place where I most love to be in this world and now the second one more to add to my “most love to be” place, your Heart ;). This Ashram is the place I visit many a time to cry and dry myself in mediation. No religions, no caste, no creed allowed inside but humans.

Hey! Come let’s move to Ooty where I have to tell you my college tour experience and mischief’s I did and unforgettable “thota betta” walk.

Returning back, should I say a “Thank you for listening to all my stories”? Well, if you reply with “Welcome” kiss, will make me happy.

You can call me anytime to my mobile when I am office as I don’t miss out even a call center executive, only from whom I get calls to my mobileJ.


How can I stop myself kissing you when you say “We are three Now”.

I have to tell you how much I am waiting for this with few drops of tears about my cousin whom I missed and want him to come back to me.

I will not forget to get up at night to double check that everything is fine with you and kiss my baby you carry and say I love you.

“Waiting for the day to see you my sweet………………………………”


Soft hit in my tummy and a small hand pulled my bed sheet from my face and said “Anna get up….” My neighbor sweet boy, Abhi reminded me it’s very late to get up, before I finish my letter.

2. I am 25.

Here I go,

I will take my wife to my well wisher who said

“true love is unconditional,

or atleast wont bug you like this and stand by u in such crisis “ when I asked what is true love.

I want my wife to give feedback on me whether I abide the above statement to my well wisher.

Happy Valentine’s Day

Refill with Love