Ashwin... a start

Blogging has an immense reach. I know this for quite a few years. Most of my friends are cool bloggers. But, it does take time for the lazy gods to get to work. Am not a great writer though, but still, I just hope that this blog will remind me of the good old days when I used to write my diaries 'after hours'...

I was born in Madurai, India on August 2nd, 1985. No siblings - King of the jungle. Studied in Rotary School till my 5th standard - faint memories of biting a guy who was bullying me, slapped by the principal, throwing the lunch away before leaving school to escape mom's tantrums, knocked out within a minute of some karate tournament, and guess what? I was the proficiency holder for 2 years. Yeah, I know. That was the last time I ever got applauded for my studies.


Then I moved on to VMJ school, since my parents thought ICSE syllabus would help me have a good start. Of course, till date it has an impact. But the days till my secondary exams were bullshit. Many a occasion, I used an opportunity to make a major ass of myself. But that's ok, brighter days followed during my higher secondary period.

Somehow, my marks earned me a slot at MEPCO SCHLENK Engineering college, Sivakasi. "Book mathematics" was never on my menu, so the then-smart kid chose B.tech Biotechnology, only to know a semester later, that it was full of calculations and mathematics. Those 4 years, golden I would say, brought out the real me. Being away from home for the first time, I learned to be
independent (not in all aspects though, 'coz till date my parents sometimes do even the simplest work of removing my socks after work). Hostel life was one of the best days of my life- writing apology letters, bribing the watchman so that he lets go of us if he finds us breaking the rules during his nightly errand, smiling when the warden walks in and raising our middle fingers when he walks out of our room, chasing frogs out of the toilets, combined study, watching all kind of movies with more than 10 guys packed in a single room, each fighting for a place near the speakers, midnight guitar sessions. The best of all was burning the hostel. It was like some tribe festival where everyone went mad and started breaking tube-lights, clocks, burning registers and firing rockets. This list never ends as there are countless fond memories of those days. In short - managed a 75% overall aggregate, trotted big stages across the state being the guitarist of my band, proud to be the one who opened the account by being the first person to get placed in my batch. I used to get this feeling that Mr.Luck was too generous on me. But I console myself by reassuring that my gray-matter plays a part too (Please back me up on this!)


Now, am here - TATA Consultancy Services, Chennai. 2+ years and still surviving. To tell you the fact - my job sucks, so does my manager. The better side being the part of the TCS Chennai Music band - "INFINITE LOOP". Well, with no big ambitions, but to meet A.R.Rahman, life moves on with usual blend of surprises.