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.
CHAPTER -1. THE DAY I GOT MY CALL LETTER
It was 8th 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.
CHAPTER -2. P.A. SCHOOL OF ENGINEERING AND TECHNOLOGY