My First Job

Today I had a written test in St.Patrick Software solutions Pvt. Ltd, Business partners for IBM Advanced Career Education. I did the test well and I got my certificate for building a STUDENT INFORMATION SYSTEM software application to computerize the management of details of the students of IBM with facilities of storing the different courses offered and the batches present. I felt wonderful when i completed this application which is my first real world project. I added the search facility on my own and was appreciated a lot for its excellence. What came unexpected was the opportunity to do a part time job in that center. They were so impressed with my technical skills that they wanted me to take classes there. Today I was assigned my first batch. It starts on Jan 2 and I have to teach C. My dad is happy because I seem responsible now and more than that it is a privilege to be offered something like this when I am still in college.

I can guess how things are gonna change in a few months.. I am not sure if I will make new friends, i mean real friends and not that professional relationship which a lot f them share in that future world of mine. I am keeping myself occupied not to think about that. TCS is coming on Jan 10th and i haven't stepped into the preparation zone yet. I am whiling away my time watching movies and doing every other thing than studying. I had a lot of plans for this vacation and I followed it only for the first few days, nothing unusual..:)

Well, now I just believe that God will guide me into the right path and He will be with me no matter what just as usual.

Romeo and Juliet

Romeo and Juliet

I watched the movie Romeo and Juliet today. Till yesterday, I only had a vague idea of this wonderful play. I started reading and just got engrossed into it for the lines were so wonderful.
The way Romeo feels about love and the way he admires Juliet is overwhelming..

No wonder people love it and it doesn't surprise me that it still stands as a beautiful romantic piece despite the passage of time.

I am just going to paste a few wonderful lines from this masterpiece..

First meeting
ROMEO: [To JULIET] If I profane with my unworthiest hand
This holy shrine, the gentle fine is this:
My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand
To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

JULIET: Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.
ROMEO: Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?
JULIET: Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
ROMEO: O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
JULIET: Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.
ROMEO: Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged.
JULIET: Then have my lips the sin that they have took.
ROMEO: Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin again.
JULIET: You kiss by the book.

Romeo says these words looking at Juliet when she appears by the window

[JULIET appears above at a window]
what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, 'tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!


You can read more from here.http://www.rhymezone.com/r/gwic.cgi?Word=_&Path=shakespeare/tragedies/romeoandjuliet

My college

My college is a recognized government institution which comes under Pondicherry University. Getting into Pondicherry Engineering College is a dream for many in my place. Though I was qualified in the AIEEE examination my parents dint want to send me far off. So I had no other better option than this(now I am thankful to it:)). PEC is a prestigious institution and the only way you can get into it is through merit. I won my seat here. I should admit it is a sweet haven. When you stand in the second floor of the majestic Administrative Block you can have a wonderful view of the Bay of Bengal. The scenery is so artistic.

My college has given me so much and I am indebted to it forever. It gave me a very good set of friends. We come across a lot of people in life.

Many of them become acquaintances and many friends. But only a few make you feel, you can trust them on anything. They make you feel you can bet your life on them and being next to them is paradise. This college gave me such friends. Just 6 more months left for me to dwell here. These days are never gonna come back. All these things i am writing would remain as sweet memories.

I had a lot of experiences here. Friendship,Rivalry, misunderstandings, sacrifices almost every feeling you can feel in a lifetime. My dad wanted me to experience hostel life. The plan was to put me in the hostel for the first six months. Hostel life was awesome.It was Home away from home but there were no rules, only fun. The best thing I liked about the hostel was the freedom I had and that I could always be with my friends. When I was a fresher, one of my seniors told me that a hostel is a Home Of Smart Titans and Eccentric Legends. We were proud to be hostlers. Just like in every hostel we had rivalry with our seniours. It was very interesting and adventurous. I loved it. But later we became friends and had a very nice time. I still remember that farewell where all my seniors were in tears.
Most of the guys were drunk which dint help cuz they became more emotional. They were advising us to stay away from girls and to concentrate on our careers. That day, I knew even i had to face this someday. Now I know that the day is not far off for me and I cant even imagine it. It is so heartbreaking.

Our Parents are happy that we are going to complete our degree and get into a job. A few of my fellow mates are happy for the same. But it is not the same for me and my group of friends. We planned a lot in our second year on how to stay together after college. All that seems quite impractical now. Our position is different from our seniors. They were lucky. Their campus interviews were over by the 3rd year but for us it is in our final year final sem. This is so God damn pathetic. We cant enjoy even our last few months happily. Our destiny is still invisible....

The Beginning

My name is Krishna Prashanth . I was born in a metropolitan city Chennai in Tamil Nadu, India on June 4th,1989. As you see, I was a cute kid and you can see where it came from:)

Story Behind My Name

My mom Mrs.Lakshmi,read a lot of novels, usually Telugu ones. In most of her favourite novels the name of the hero used to be Krishna. So she always wanted to name her son, that is me as Krishna. My dad guessed I would be too playful and naughty but still he made his attempts based on his beliefs on numerology and added Prashanth to my name(means soft,serene) which later proved to be futile!!! :)

Early Life

Life in Chennai

My dad told me I was kissed by an American Lady when I was like one or two months old and my mom told me I never crawled. I skipped and started walking directly. I believe it was because I was always way ahead but my mom believes I was and am lazy. I guess most of my friends would agree to the latter part. I would say, I am lazy only because I am smart enough to handle it.:) My kindergarten was very sweet. I don't remember much but there are three incidents I couldn't forget.

The first one was even after i was promoted to U.K.G, I sat in the L.K.G class and later I was sent to the actual class.

The second one was one day, my teacher looked really beautiful and I told my mom that I thought it was her birthday and that she looked good. Next day, my teacher asked me in the middle of the class along with her colleague. I don't remember telling anything. I remember just standing there looking at her not knowing how to react or what to expect. But relax guys! The experience was good because both of them sealed it with a kiss..

The third one was when i was leaving the school and shifting to pondicherry. I met my teacher in her home and I remember sitting in a sofa right in front of her ,drinking mango juice.

I was a little guy so leaving the school dint bother me.

Aravind was my best friend that time. He was a year elder to me. We played stupid games but there are some good things he did like he taught me how to ride a cycle. Every evening, I played with him,I would roam in the streets of T.Nagar which is where I lived.

I don't remember much about my 1st grade. All I remember is I used to go in a van to school and my dad always followed me in his car. I used to wave good bye from the moment I got into the van till the moment I got down at school. I also remember that I broke a guy's tooth in a fight during the Lunch break and got caned by a sir.

Then we had to shift to Pondicherry after I completed my 1st grade. I was a studious guy and I scored good marks. When we were getting my Transfer Certificate I can still picturize the scene my dad said "Congrats! You got third rank."

Life in Pondicherry

Pondicherry was a different place. I dint like it much in the beginning for one reason. I got into St.Patrick Matriculation Hr.Sec.School and we took a house nearby. I dint like it because the roads were not laid then. So i couldn't ride my cycle with the side wheels. I got it removed and started riding it though I had never done it before. The results must be obvious. I ended up breaking my little sister's nose and in the gutter.. Quite a memorable experience!!

Then I started riding well.. There was a gang of bicycle riders like me in my area. I became a part of them and that was the funniest part of my childhood and I got mostly hurt only at that time. We used to meet at 4pm sharp and start racing. There were even bigger guys than me. My mom received a few complaints about my speeding but it dint stop me from having fun. I kind of felt like a hero when I was doing it. I usually came first or second and scraping my knees was also common.. I mostly second because of one guy.. His bicycle had bigger wheels than mine so he was always a second ahead.. It killed me that time..

I got into a lot of co-curricular activities as I grew up. I attended a lot of classes for drawing, music,shuttle and karate.. I first learnt tennis but then I dint have much company, so I shifted to Shuttle to join my friends. Those days were good. I was busy. I watched a lot of movies, English mostly along with my dad. Rocky 4 and Titanic were the movies I loved the most when I was in my 7th grade and they are still my favourite.

I played keyboard in the school assembly and I was an out-standing student apart from being good in studies.. Now by telling I was out-standing I mean I was sent out of the class quite often for my mischievousness. When I recall, a smile lites up easily.

Teachers

There are a few teachers I can never forget in my Life.

One such teacher is Mrs.Vasanthi Nayar. She was my first class teacher and a very sweet lady. She taught me hindi and I had been to her house many times. I knew her daughter Ambiga from Karate class who later got placed in Infosys.Oh Yeah! I am a karata kid!!;) My mam has not even scolded me once. All she said was "Krishnaa!!!!" and I would stop. She once said "I am definitely going to vaikunta because of you. I keep repeating your name so often". I knew she liked me. Before leaving school, she came to my home and she spoke to me. She told my mom I will definetly reach heights. Seperation is one thing which really hurts me. Leaving the school later dint hurt me much but this did. I dint speak a word. Actually I couldn't. I wrote a letter that evening for her. She was my guiding angel . But the letter was never posted.. She is now a sweet memory. :)

Next is my drawing sir, Mr.Saravana Coumar. He is a man of dedication. He was excellent in drawing and he was an inspiration for me in my childhood. We became really close. I had been to his home many times and all. There was once I dint listen to what he said and he stopped talking to me. That was really painful. I was adamant. Till date, I don't easily give up. I dint even then but eventually I did. I usually won prizes in the competitions they conducted in the beginning of the academic year. I won 4 prizes that time but he dint congratulate me or even speak to me. I started weeping and then he came down, consoled me and kissed me all over my face. That was a great relief .I participated and won in a lot of Inter-school competitions and I got him a shirt for his birthday with the money I won in one. He is still a good family friend.

Music was my passion during school. I spent hours playing my keyboard SA-21. Its been more than 10 years and I can still recall the day my dad bought me it. It was a surprise. I was in 2nd grade and i dint have an idea of what it was. It was just a toy in the beginning but later it had a miraculous influence in my life. I was so crazy about it that my teachers had asked my parents to take care that I don't get too much into it. This was all because of the man who taught me how to play it,Mr.Mars. He enjoyed what he did and we enjoyed being with him.

My correspondent,Mr.Regis is a stalwart. He is the master mind behind my school who made it big time within 10 years of its inception. He loved mathematics and so did I. So it was always good for me with him. I was sent to him when I fought or when I did something mischievous but he pardoned me. He liked my dad a lot so I was more like his grandson. When i scored good marks in public matirculation, he kissed me on my forehead and the same happened when I got into Pondicherry Engineering College. I got his blessings before leaving the school.

Last but not the least is my chemistry sir, Mr.Arougyaraj. He is an awesome teacher. Any topic he took, he pulled the students completely into it. He helped me a lot when I was in 12th grade. I scored 193/200 in Chemistry and all the credit goes to him.

My principal, Mr.Fredrick was the reason I am good in Computers now. He called me a program expert then and most of my efforts were to retain that. Now computers are my world.

I had few friends in school. This being my first blog, I am going to stop now. My next blog would be about my college life which is much more interesting.