Thank you God for everything that has happened in my life. Thank you God for making me stronger every day. Praise the Lord, nah I’m just kidding, I just want to thank my friend Aravind for pushing me to write this. This is my first time writing a story, so please bear with me for the mistakes. This is just a collection of events that took place in my life that are present in my fading memory. I welcome you all to my story, in this story you will learn more about me, my passions, the things I love, hate, and things I crave for etc., I just wish i could have maintained a personal diary so that my most memorable moments aren’t lost. There you go one of my first unsuccessful desires, anyway I’ll try to bring the best out of my memory to write this story with as much true facts as possible. Once again Thanks da Nanba.




It​ ​was​ ​8​th​​ ​November​ ​2015,​ ​two​ ​days​ ​before​ ​Diwali​ ​and​ ​VEDHALAM​ ​release.​ ​I​ ​came​ ​home​ ​by​ ​around​ 4 in​ ​the​ ​evening​ ​from​ ​Sulur​ ​with​ ​my​ ​dad.​ ​Sulur​ ​was​ ​the​ ​place​ ​where​ ​I​ ​was​ ​working​ ​in​ ​a​ ​textile​ ​mill​ ​as​ ​an???​ ​Well​ ​everything.​ ​I​ ​did​ ​everything​ ​they​ ​said​ ​me​ ​to​ ​do,​ ​from​ ​being​ ​a​ ​driver,​ ​doing​ ​machine​ ​erection, office​ ​stuff and apprentice​ ​etc.​ ​My​ ​dad​ ​was​ ​the​ ​Manager​ ​at​ ​that​ ​mill​ ​and​ ​I​ ​was​ ​helping​ ​him​ ​there.​ ​After my​ ​final​ ​semester​ ​I​ ​was​ ​at​ ​home​ ​waiting​ ​for​ ​my​ ​call​ ​letter​ ​from​ ​Tech​ ​Mahindra,​ ​two​ ​months​ ​have passed​ ​but​ ​still​ ​no​ ​communication​ ​from​ ​techM.​ ​During​ ​that​ ​time​ ​the​ ​only​ ​useful​ ​thing​ ​I​ ​would​ ​do​ ​is to​ ​go​ ​to​ ​a​ ​Computer​ ​class​ ​in​ ​the​ ​morning​ ​as​ ​I​ ​got​ ​selected​ ​in​ ​an​ ​IT​ ​company​ ​and​ ​that​ ​too​ ​my​ ​father was​ ​behind​ ​me​ ​insisting​ ​to​ ​attend​ ​it.​ ​I​ ​never​ ​cared​ ​about​ ​the​ ​difficulties​ ​that​ ​I​ ​would​ ​face​ ​in​ ​an​ ​IT company​ ​nor​ ​in​ ​my​ ​life​ ​and​ ​still​ ​now​ ​:)​ ​I​ ​was​ ​a​ ​carefree​ ​guy​ ​throughout​ ​my​ ​life,​ ​but​ ​my​ ​father​ ​wasn’t. He​ ​was​ ​the​ ​exact​ ​opposite​ ​of​ ​me​ ​and​ ​someone​ ​who​ ​always​ ​plans​ ​ahead​ ​of​ ​the​ ​future.​ ​Those​ ​days​ ​I used​ ​to​ ​get​ ​up​ ​at​ ​7.30​ ​in​ ​the​ ​morning,​ ​drop​ ​my​ ​sister​ ​in​ ​bus​ ​stand,​ ​return​ ​home​ ​and​ ​I​ ​would​ ​go​ ​to​ ​the Computer​ ​class​ ​around​ ​10​ ​o’clock.​ ​After​ ​the​ ​class​ ​I​ ​spent​ ​rest​ ​of​ ​the​ ​day​ ​watching​ ​anime and​ ​my​ ​father​ ​didn’t​ ​like​ ​it.​ I always wanted to be like this, being at home wandering through the streets along with my friends and doing nothing, nothing at all. My father​ ​always​ ​used​ ​to​ ​scold​ ​me​ ​for​ ​not​ ​trying​ ​a​ ​job​ ​outside​ ​and insisted​ ​me​ ​not​ ​to​ ​trust​ ​only​ ​on​ ​the​ ​techM​ ​job​ ​and​ ​I​ ​was​ ​forced​ ​to​ ​search​ ​for​ ​a​ ​job​ ​outside.​ ​I managed​ ​to​ ​be​ ​at​ ​home​ ​for​ ​2 more​ ​months​ ​saying​ ​several​ ​other​ ​reasons​ ​and​ ​in​ ​the​ ​month​ ​of​ ​august​ ​came the bad​ ​news.​ ​My​ ​father​ ​had​ ​some​ ​health​ ​problem which was expected of him ​ ​as​ ​he​ ​was​ ​already​ ​on​ ​his​ ​early​ ​50’s​ ​so​ ​he required​ ​a​ ​person​ ​to​ ​help​ ​him​ ​at​ ​the​ ​mill located at Sulur.​ ​Sulur​ ​is​ ​a​ ​town​ ​which​ ​is​ ​nearby​ ​Coimbatore and Coimbatore​ ​is​ ​a​ ​big​ ​city​ ​which​ ​had​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​companies​ ​with​ ​lot​ ​of​ ​jobs​ ​for​ ​Mechanical​ ​Engineering graduates​ ​(according​ ​to​ ​my​ ​father’s​ ​ideology).​ ​I​ ​had​ ​no​ ​other​ ​choice​ ​but​ ​to​ ​go​ ​with​ ​my​ ​father​ ​and assist​ ​him​ ​in​ ​his​ ​work​ ​plus​ ​I​ ​need​ ​to​ ​search​ ​for​ ​a​ ​job​ ​in​ ​my​ ​free​ ​time.​ ​My​ ​father​ ​always​ ​wanted​ ​me​ ​to go​ ​out​ ​and​ ​attend​ ​some​ ​interviews​ ​in​ ​the​ ​nearby​ ​companies​ ​for​ ​a​ ​job​ ​so​ ​that​ ​I​ ​can​ ​learn​ ​about​ ​the reality​ ​and​ ​daily​ ​harshness,​ ​but​ ​I​ ​never​ ​had​ ​the​ ​intention​ ​of​ ​joining​ ​a​ ​job​ ​in​ ​my​ ​core​ ​field.​ ​I​ ​was​ ​never good​ ​at​ ​studies​ ​during​ ​my​ ​Engineering.​ ​I​ ​just​ ​passed​ ​away​ ​with​ ​a​ ​mere​ ​CGPA​ ​of​ ​6.7 (Courtesy of my final semester),​ ​I​ ​knew​ ​that​ ​if​ ​I attend​ ​any​ ​interview​ ​the interviewer would rip me off in​ ​the​ ​interview.


Now​ ​back​ ​to​ ​Nov​ ​8th,​ ​I​ ​returned home​ ​nearly​ ​after​ ​a​ ​month’s​ ​time​ ​and​ ​my​ ​mother​ ​was​ ​very happy​ ​to​ ​see​ ​me​ ​after​ ​a​ ​long​ ​time.​ ​Well​ ​my​ ​father​ ​wasn’t​ ​happy​ ​about​ ​returning​ ​home​ ​as​ ​there​ ​was already​ ​a​ ​fight​ ​between​ ​my​ ​mom​ ​and​ ​dad​ ​on​ ​phone.​ ​To​ ​say​ ​about​ ​my​ ​father​ ​Mr​ ​Saminathan,​ he is a ​simple, kind, straight forward and a​ ​short tempered​ person, a persona which ​isn’t always liked by ​people​. But I always liked my father except for the last part in his quality that I mentioned above “SHORT TEMPERED”. ​He​ ​would easily​ ​get​ ​angry​ ​even​ ​for​ ​small​ ​reasons.​ ​All​ ​my​ ​school​ ​friends​ ​who​ ​knew​ ​this​ ​rightly​ ​named​ ​him​ ​as “TERROR”.​ ​Still​ ​my​ ​school​ ​friends​ ​used​ ​to​ ​call​ ​him​ ​by​ ​that​ ​name​ ​only,​ ​and​ ​that​ ​name​ ​suits​ ​him​ ​well​ ​as not​ ​only​ ​me​ ​even​ ​my​ ​friends​ ​are​ ​more​ ​afraid​ ​of​ ​him.​ ​No​ ​one​ ​has​ ​the​ ​dare​ ​to​ ​speak​ ​rightly​ ​looking into​ ​his​ ​eyes.​ ​To​ ​him​ ​what​ ​he​ ​says​ ​is​ ​correct​ ​just​ ​like​ ​Rajamadha​ ​Sivagami​ ​in​ ​Bahubali​ ​–​ ​“​ITHUVEH​ ​EN KATTALAI,​ ​EN​ ​KATTALAYEH​ ​SASANAM​”​.​​


​You​ ​can​ ​never​ ​win​ ​over​ ​him,​ ​because​ ​he​ ​is​ ​always​ ​right​ ​in what​ ​he​ ​says​ ​but​ ​people​ ​are ​just not​ ​ready​ ​to​ ​accept​ ​things​ ​as​ ​he​ ​suggests.​ ​After​ ​stepping​ ​into​ ​home​ ​my father​ ​started​ ​quarrelling​ ​with​ ​my​ ​mom,​ ​my​ ​father​ ​was​ ​shouting​ ​and​ ​I​ ​tried​ ​to​ ​convince​ ​him​ ​but​ ​I couldn’t​ ​do​ ​much​ ​to​ ​stop​ ​him​ ​so​ ​I​ ​asked​ ​my​ ​mom​ ​to​ ​stop​ ​the​ ​quarrel​ ​with​ ​dad.​ ​My​ ​dad​ ​doesn’t​ ​likes when​ ​my​ ​mom​ ​talks​ ​in​ ​equal​ ​terms​ ​with​ ​him​ ​and​ ​after​ ​some​ ​time​ ​they​ ​became​ ​normal.​ ​Next day morning i called my friend Aravind (my college mate, as there are 2 Aravind in this story and the 2nd one will be referred as Aravinth a school mate of mine funny thing is still I don’t know their correct name), to enquire about the movie tickets and i came to know that bookings will be opened at any time in Lathangi theatre (the best theatre at my locale) and people were already standing in long queue to get the tickets. As Aravind was busy, we asked 2 of our other friends Satish and Senthamil to get the tickets for us. Although tickets were available in nearby theatres but they were all dumb theatres. They got the tickets but it was very nearer to the screen, so I and my school friends decided to book the tickets via online. To our surprise we got back row tickets and we booked around 8 to 10 tickets. Aravind ended up booking tickets too front.


It’s not always you see a Ajith movie releasing on a Festival day, the excitement was so high around the movie and I was awake till midnight browsing through my Facebook wall to see the fellow Ajith fans celebrations. Next day it was all celebration at the theatre and we had a good time enjoying the movie with some crazy theatre moments. AALUMA DOLUMA was ringing in all parts of Tamilnadu and was a big craze that time. In the end myself and my friend Raj kumar ended up with 400 loss, couldn’t get the money for tickets from few of our friends. The next day afternoon (Nov 11), I was at home watching PREMAM movie with my sister and it was at that time when I got a call from my friend Vishnuvardhan. He told that he got his call letter from Tech Mahindra. I was so excited and I checked my mail, BOOOOMMM Yesss!!! I’ve got my call letter and I am supposed to report to Tech Mahindra Chennai on December 3. The mail came last night, so Nov 10 2015 is an important day in my life.

  • VEDHALAM movie release
  • The day I got my call letter

The mail had come last day night and I ran to my father and told him that I got the call letter he was very happy and he told me check the mail for any other info. After reading through the mail completely I found that I don’t have 2 of the mandatory documents needed, Transfer Certificate and Consolidated mark sheet. As I got a backlog in 7 semester I couldn’t get this documents like the other students who didn’t have any pending backlog on 7th semester. My friends got it by June itself but in my case I had to wait. I don’t want my father to know about this, if he gets to know it will DEEPAVALI for me so I deliberately hide this info from him. After an hour or two I went in the Kitchen and called my Faculty advisor of my class to enquire about my certificates and he said that I can get it tomorrow at the office. It was at that time my father came into the kitchen and saw me speaking silently on phone and asked me why am i speaking so silently and I couldn’t come up with a lie so I told him everything and then “IT HAPPENED”. As my proficiency in English language is not that great I couldn’t exactly translate what happened at that time. I can guarantee my father uttering some swear words, his eyes turned red, his face was fuming with rage and I started crying, a habit that I want to come out off, but I couldn’t. Whenever my father starts staring at me, combined with his facial expression I just can’t resist myself from crying. Tears started coming out of my eyes, rolling across my cheeks. It just happens to me always that I end up stirring the anger of my father. I never do things intentionally to get scolding from my father but it just happens to me and me only. After half an hour of bashing my father finally rested and told me to get those certificates tomorrow. The next day I went to my college to get those certificates.




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