Thank u orkut..

i have been in thrissure for 2 months,. i have not seen pondicherry for 6 months,.,. ah 6 months away from pondicherry! pondicherry and thrissure r completely different. One like a mac PC, other like windows.one aesthetically beautiful and other bit boring.

Today i found one of my old school friend.her name is surya. together in school for 8 years,.she was(and is) beautiful like a teddy bear... the type which will sweep u off u r feet. so i was swept off my feet when i saw her first in school, probably in 4 or 5 th std. one of my brothers friends become my first enemies in school when he told me that he too was swept off by her(oh god! these girls).thank god it was 4 th std.time move on..

During school we had these biology dissection classes, where we crucify tiny frogs into a wooden plate and play with there intestines, heart etc(now too i am doing the same, the difference is we have replaced humans in place of frogs!) those poor frogs(humans now) which r heavily sedated star crying(these one must have been less sedated) and move there legs as we pass our scalp deep through there skin.there was one of my friends who really enjoyed this. He used to remove frogs kidney , liver & stomach and dissect it further.anyway,he is a anatomist now.This must be the thing they call destiny. During one of those dissection classes, when my friend was aiming the gallbladder of one of those poor frogs, we suddenly heard a cry, frogs usually doesn't cry this way, this was more human and female. my friend surya was at last swept off her feet by a crying frog(what many guys in school couldn't do for years). she was weeping(heavily) seeing the frog moving its limbs in the wooden plate..

That must have been around 10 years back. after school i joined my medicine course in pondicherry and she go into one medical college near her home. after all those long years i got to see her in orkut. she looks exactly the same , xept it is +10 years. i have messaged her and now waiting for her reply. let us see..

Nostalgic pondicherry..

I wanted to write about pondicherry from the day i set foot on its soil, but could not write about it till i left pondicherry. so now when i sit down and think about pondicherry all those memories r coming back to me like a sweet dream.. i will try to note down those memories as they pass by...

Atleast one post before i die..

i signed up for blogging a long while ago(atlest before 1 year).. i wanted to write about many things. may be this is called first timers tremor. had many topics in mind( about the books i read,about pondicherry,on fosters,about a epileptic nursing student who was in icu when i was on duty,abut my country......)but northing cameout . so i am posting this as my first post,just to break the ice..