First semester of my college., the teachers

Hi all., Here is a brief summary my first semester @ PSG Tech

1st Semester :

Obviously one of big point in life - the transformation from school to college. So we had subjects like Chemistry, Physics, Mathematics, ED, etc. The semester and college life beginned with the orientation program. There our HOD was introducing our tutors and briefing about department. GRK mam our class tutor., and Visalakshi mam, G1 tutor., they split G1, G2 for administrative convinence., What an important day, but visalakshi mam showed her punctuality by not turning up(she was absent that day). There was a confusion between sharanyan and saranya while distributing time-tables (What adds is that both of them stood up)

The first day of class., Begins tuesday (not a lucky day according to some hindu myths), First class - Chemistry - Devi Ma'm. She talked in a very professional manner - "In school you used to call ur teachers as miss., here in college, you have to call Ma'm". I got the same feel when I went to Ideal school for my 12th. She was a very good ma'm., always teaching., It also happened that the first tutorial (class test) happened to be in chemistry. That day, everybody was studying and the atmosphere was electrifying., like a public exam (coz it is our first tutorial in college) and I could find every body going through their notes before 8.30 (even myself) sincerely infront of the class room., She was very sincere at the beginning., but as sem goes to end., she became linent., started telling stories., her first day @ psgtech,etc.

Then Physics - Senthil Kumar sir., Mostly his class will be after lunch. After taking heavy food if one listens to his lectures, there is 100% guarentee that they could sleep. His voice and the class in A-Block sort of create a dull and sleepy atmosphere., adding to that the lessons in physics - Laser, lottu losukku, hologram. He will do only two things., either talk about subjects or some other matters - (Seperate and mutually exclusive)., So we could expect a sleepy class or a interactive class., He is very friendly to students

Then comes the interesting Basics of Engineering - Mech, Civil, CSE (donno y te hell thy include CSE, any ways we r goin to do tat for 4 yrs). Mechanical engineering was handled by punitha rani., She was very well known for the jewels she wears., I donno those jewels always looks polished. She handled not BOE-Mech but BOE-boilers., she taught boilers the entire semester. One can't forget her dialogues - 'Thambi, wat is this'., 'Pappa, what is this'., This is not fair., pappa means child while thambi means ..., are we of her age group and girls are looking like children to her?, Any ways she is a nice teacher too., Kumerasan got 28 in final exam out of 30 where he took questions only for 18 marks.

Then BOE-Civil., one of few teachers to almost complete the syllabus., Her class falls in second period - she comes 5 minutes before and ate up our interval time. I dont know what was there in that syllabus which made me feel like I was studing two subjects., Believe it or not, IT department which was handled by our warden finished the same syllabus by just two words - 'bricks, cements'.

Then comes BOE-CSE., The class handled by Pujeri sir., He has a lot of work that he hardly showed up for the class., that too only to teach networks (which we will be studying on 7th sem)., His valuation is different., will award different marks for those who copies the assignments - PV got 'B' while Dharma got 'A'., Original copy PV.

Miscillaneous , Syed Ibrahim, he was Pujeri's substitute., He was very strict towards freshers., so to us. He once said about his lifetime ambition - Getting a job in PSG Tech., the ambition that started when he came for a conference @ PSG Tech in his M.Tech. He set a goal in his mind of becoming a lecturer in CSE dept of PSG Tech., He is very student friendly sir.,

About Madhumathi Mam, - C, she was very good ma'm, understands students. I could remember a instance where a guy asked for marks in internal. She asked why he didn't studied. He told he watched world cup match. What could be her reply...? "If India had won the match, then you have some use of seeing it., But it lost the match., U wasted your time". She awarded the marks though. This happened in second semester.,

ED Sir., One of great person (accordin to me and many)., He will make any person sleep., His favourite word is 'Imagine that'. Even the M.Tech guys who was to supervise us used to sleep. He has his own mannerism of teaching. Compare and contrast between ED faculties of both class., We will be given some 4 problems for 3 hours., And at the end of hour we get the word "Group 2 students., we will finish the problem in next class". Whereas the Group 1 students had 18 problems for 3 hours and will get the dialogue "Group 1 students, finish the problem and submit in next class". He is really great.,

Mathematics, Ashok kumar sir from Kanyakumari - have to mention this., He cant leave his slang even when he speaks english. I know that I got 5 marks in all the internals, the seminar topic., And that too I got 0. (Reserved for rest of cube 6).

Then our great ComSki - Menaka ma'm. That is where manoj got the name singham., The comski was marked by hatred speech of ARV., question of manoj posted to Sindhu in question session after speech "Why you took my topic?", elegance speeches from many like sharan, Hari babs, brinda, etc. She did all the things correctly except for the semester where many got 8(includin me), only one got 10 (guess who....) We awaits Comski, the only free period., those days.

That's all folks., the first sem., Let the rest of cube 6 post about other semesters.

Hope u njoyd.....

Manoj's V-Day : Mogi in Gaaandu on Manoj

Hi manoj. In ur Valentine day article, I m so honoured to share some things....

Manoj and some girls in College :

The incident involving Nivi :

Nivedita is my class girl. 4 of my friends talkin abt her. They talk sometin like Nivedita is bubbly and all. Suddenly, the singham entered the talk., Let see what happened.,

Manoj : Dei, y r u guys thinkin she is bubbly da., She is a chapathi flattened face.,

Our singham roared so heavily that it was heard by Nivi. He told us that she scolded sometin in english., He is not at all tellin what she scolded...,

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Then another incident with same girl,.. This one portrays manoj's courage.....

Usually, Manoj, myself, Loki study in a room for internals. Nivedita came with Sharanyan and she told to manoj that we guys wont have fun at all., Manoj's reply s out standin....

He steadily watched untill she leave the room and then asked us what she told (he know what she told about us). Then he got angry and shouted... appadiya da sonna ava... Then immediately he looked back to double confirm if she left the hall or does she heard his talk.....,

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The incident with ARV, Brinda abt Ruchi :

But besides all these, he is truly a singham., In my class, it is usual to link a guy and a girl, In that way AR Vigneswaran and Ruchi r linked. After finishing workshop, everybody used to go to a cloak room to collect their bags, books, in a room as they are not allowed inside workshop. Vigneswaran got his bag and was waitin for sometin (or someone I dont know)

Our singham asked "y r u waitin ARV.? Shall I ask where ruchi went...?

ARV got angry and replied to manoj, "if u r who u r ask that ques to any girl in our class da"....

He suddenly asked Brinda ,

M : Where is Ruchi..?

B : I think she s in workshop

M : ARV, she is in work shop, so u can wait....?

B : ARV Congrats.,

ARV : ??????....?

Simply, manoj is different guy, a unique.... But I dont have patience to read his V-Blog, so I created one myself.,

MANOJ, All the best(for ur love if any)., Miss U....

Mohan..,

Sense your SINGHAM'szz Feel

Can you Make Sense of My Feel

love,hate,happy,sad,anger,jealous,pride,

shame,embarrasement,bored

Crying for my minute love . . . ,

Why She searched me . . . . ?

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the start . . . ,

: love :

It is impossible to fall out of love. Love is such a powerful emotion, that once it envelops you it does not depart. True love is eternal. If you think that you were once in love, but fell out of it, then it wasn't love you were in. There are no exit signs in love, there is only an 'on' ramp.

I too, had a love in my heart. A love can be defined in any way. But to me, a love can be felt not only by heart but onto all the sensory organs of vision, smell, talk, skins even.

An year before at Kayan-kulam, I went to enjoy my Keralite holidays in my mother's relation's house. Its an village actually but there will full of grasses and dense tress. The full village will be clothed in a dense green dress. Sun-rise and sun-set will be in an awesome pitch there. Even Heaven will not tastes good than Kerala.

I stayed in a millitary residence, which was near sea-shore. There was a park in it. At night, the park will be filled by its relaxing employees there. Kids wandering helplessly with their friends. My Grandpa having a small peg, was also walking along with me in breeze and also talking about his pasts and achievements. I was quite bored on his pasts. I was in eager to visit the village and its people.

Next day, it was Sunday, My grandpa promised me to show the village that next day. I went to bed early to wake-up as early as possible and go to church. It was just 6'o clock. I was waken up with a big glass of tea of my Daarli Illayama. She gave me some money to put as an offering in church. Cool Breeze., Mists, everyone jogging there.

As usual I peeked for the girls in that village. There in KayanKulan, the girls were not so white but their skin will not so pale even. Their face will be like lightish skin of tingling deer. Their dense eyebrows for beautiful eyes like a dark black sun in a white cloud, orned ears, perfect sharp nose, lips are like a red-mirchy kept in parallel, their neck is filled with few gold ornaments, most of the girls worn half-sarees with red,rose,orange, blue on a contrasting colored blouse coveth their perfect spices on them were really awesome. I thanked my God for their carvings at right angle.., in pen-view I will say their body is like a petals of LOTUS [Thamarai Ithalgalal aana Valaivu].

I think in myself "If I found any christian girl, I will surely depart Kerala with that girl as my wife" due to religional ethics to my parents.

I went to church with my grandpa in a cycle. I rode it to some Anglical Church at morning. A nice cathedral near Amirthanadamayi's Ashram. I saw My Girl there near or next to me, some 5 feet distance. I went to church some what late. I saw a Girl, was sooo fair, her cheeks are like apples, rose-wine lips, engrossed her head with a white scarf, some curvy hair fell out of the scarf. She had worn a white chudi with blue spots in it, stood perfect in her position. I felt my heart bumps on a up-and-down Road. I have never felt this happening with any of girl, so far. Not even to any cute actress even.

My heart also alerts me that God is seeing me from above. But I consoled my heart "Let The God See Her and make Her as my wife". The Malayalam mass was started. I dint even knew anything. My Grandpa even not attend the mass instead was talking to his neighbour about their pension during the mass. In the church, everyone chanted with same praise.

At that time, I too, was seeing what my girl is doing, since I cant keep my eyes rid from her. She was chanting at the correct timing. I practised her lip movements. When everyone followed the Church's Father in chorus. My girl gave a smile to her friend showing her teeth in her dancing body. My prediction is that her age must be below 15 only. She might be studying. When the prayer starts, she closed her eye balls with the petals of her eye-lid. She is like Masakkali Girl - SONAM KAPOOR in Delhi-6 but still whiter than her and also very active and smart. Devoted eyes to God with an eyeball was raised above, during the prayer and showing a sad face in front of my God, I was in a degree-high. After the mass is over. Every one say Amen.

But... Me... I dont want to say Amen. I was standing still. I asked my Grandpa that I will be back after getting blessings from Church's Father. I moved towards the girl to see her clearly but some silence, fear stopped me. Heart Beats increasing, Sweats my body. I felt rise of my Blood Pressure. I hated myself and cried for myself. At once, I closed my eyes for not to see the world which made me ugly and make me to act dirty for a girl. I also had in my mind to see this girl only once. But, an uncontrollable fierce or anger and I have no hearts to see my girl with any boy. After all, of a sudden, A miracle happened, I heard something from my back. Still, I dint opened my eyes. At that time, voice increased and said something loudly "Some... Ishu Sthuthi... blah blah". I was still there. At that I opened my eyes, Father of Church is behind me. My Girl is towards me in her white scarf which left her original position.

I moved for the Father, and Father joke at me in Malayalam. My Grandpa accompanied with Father. At that time She Laughed... I dunno what the Father said But She Laughed at me. Now, my Girl knew whom her movements were admired for more than 30 minutes. I also see her and communicate my smile. Everyone behind me laughed. I smelt essence of samprani. I wanted to show my gratitude to that Father only even after he make me fun since she see me. My Grandpa instroduced me to my Girls' parents that I am student of PSG Tech, Coimbatore best institute, Software Engineering. That girl covered herself on her mum. Their parents also said that their wish to make their girl to undergo graduate in software. They are also some distant family-friend of my Grandpa. I enquired them which standard she is doing. They said she is doing her eleventh standard but quite mature.

A last time near pavement, My girl put her head-down like a beautiful bud on its stalk, is walking on her way from the Church, and I was opposite to her way , with as many as heart-beats in wishing her to see me, silence everywhere. At one time, we passed by, i saw there were none in our way except her friend nearby. It was just few steps to cross each other. A sight in a fraction of second, that eagerness in commiting herself to see her adorer. The moment in my life, simply awesome, my heart feels to be fulfilled, a chirping of bangles heard in my ears, a chill felt in my nerve-ending, i gazed on her smiling cheek, a low current sensation or feel of my bloodstream vibrates my brain-nerves, i made a high-breathe. I dont want myself to disturb that awesome feeling.

At moment, she turned towards me. In a shy, she coveth her face by unintentionally by talking to her friend to her next. I hide myself somewhere under the cathedral compound wall near my Cycle due to negative complexion arised in my heart but still I watched her. Again, she checked for me by turning behind, her eyebrows highs up with a sad that I was missed the sight from her. I regretted myself for this denial. Some humming tune from Jillunu Oru Kaadhal heard in my inward heart

"naan naana ketaen ennai naaane.,

naan neeya nenjum sonnathey!

please munbe vaa en anbe vaa".

All of a sudden, it pierce my heart with biggest spade ever. I felt alone in my life for the first time.God!, when can I see her again and where. Is this feel is true? It all can be happen to me. Is I am with me. Is I am still in this world for her. After a long time now., I asked my Grandpa about that girl, but he said that She is doing B.A [English] now itseems and their parents were searching husband for her before her graduation. My first girl is gonna to marry. How my bloody heart will react I dunno! But I predicted before that this beautiful girl must have a boy-friend moore handsome in her school. But, I dont know why she searched me when i hid myself under the wall.

this post is full of my feeling. A post to express my feeeel what I fint [singular pronoun of find] on myself, how I persuade myself on basis of intuition, emotion, or any indefinite things that revolve around me. The pin-point of this post is the phases of my emotions in me.