In search of myself...

It was a murky Saturday afternoon and I joblessly ventured into watching a 'great' movie on SUN TV starring the little superstar, "Simbhu". I affectionately prefer calling him "Sombhu" for very obvious reasons. The movie was called "Kaadhal Azhivadhillai"(Love can never be destroyed). That is a misnomer I am sure for one's love for movies does get destroyed on watching this particular reel. Very fortunately, I only happened to watch the movie after the first half. Dialogues were studded with the least poetic sense and each of it was delivered with the same intensity and expression characteristic of a person suffering from sudden onset of profuse watery stool filled with blood and mucus. Each dialogue had a generous helping of the word 'love' and was punctuated with related words like 'heart', ' death', 'life' etc. The rhyme theme was hilarity personified. It was as if someone had made a list of rhyming words and

The class of M.Tech '08 (Manufacturing) @ IITM organized a tea party today as a thanksgiving to the professors. Two of the guests turned up late and here is the scene in words. The names of the profs have been withheld in a desperate attempt to add suspicion to the matter. Anyone who knows IITM profs should take no time in naming the culprits. "Anand Kumar (carrying the tea and the snacks into the prof's room where the profs (X and Y) are seated): May I come in, Sir? Y (after accepting the snack, opens the pack and starts sipping the tea) : So, where are you people heading? Anand: Sir, I am joining GM, Satya - Tata Motors, Lakshmikant - M&M, etc. ( finishing the list of placed classmates ) X( sipping his tea and grinning nastily ): Ok. Just try to keep up OUR name. Don't let US down! Anand( grinning even more nastily ): Surely sir. Y( with legs crossed, an arm around the back of his chair and the foot suspended in air vibrating at high frequency ): Sir, these peop