A trip to the hospital..!

Alrity..... the time interval between my posts has been increasing at an exponential rate...going to surely make some changes... My first post in 2010 and its about a day at the hospital. But the good part is i am not the patient ;-P , had to accompany my grandma for a consultation cos she was not feeling that alrite.. anyways when i ws there i saw a lot of things that made me wanna blog about it.
I have always hated hospitals.... hate all the rush(this is not one of those luxury hospitals, this is one of those co-operative undertakin hospitals)....hate the smell :( kinda reminds me of death..
Anyways we reached there early and got the token and all and was waiting for the doc to turn up...he comes daily only at 10:45 it seems. As we waited, i saw this small boy of about 3 or 4 yrs old i guess with his left arm in a cast, now you would think that he would be in pain or discomfort.... but this fella was actually happy and was running all around with his poor casted hand in a sling, he was running around laughing and in intervals uttering some expletives at an old couple who were somewhat shocked. :-0 Now after a while, the doc finally came and after consultin him decided to get a blood test to check all the necessary stuff like sugar, cholestrol etc.. As we waited in a queue to get the blood test, there was this small gal who was being held by her mother to give blood for testing... I have actually never seen a child having to give a blood test in india and i guess that is why i was really surprised to see the difference between the ways nurses in india and dubai deal with children. The approach is completely different.. here what i was witnessed was the mother and 2 other ladies were holding the kid down to enable the nurse to get the blood in the syringe, the kid was looking and crying helplessly and telling her mother that she wanted it to stop, now after takin some blood in a syringe.. the stupid nurse tells the kid i am going to take one more syringe full of blood....wtf... and proceeds to get more blood and the kid starts crying even louder....!! In dubai what i have seen multiple times is the nurse gets the kids attention, talks to the kid and makes her comfortable and without even the kid realising gets the blood and at the end gives the kid a lolipop for the trouble. I guess there may be other factors to be considered like each kid behaves differently, the standard of the hospital etc..but still... When I do have kids i am surely not gonna bring them to this hospital. :@
At the end of the day, a trip to the hospital still makes me uncomfortable.

Gettin over everything....

Havent blogged fer quite sometime now. Been busy with work, leaving work, leavin work depression and many other depressions n stuff i am confused about.... anyways decided to give all that the boot and get on with my life....! Anways ive decided that I am going to my MBA in de UK by next sept intake... so preps fer tht supposedly, and thats the main reason why i quit my job in the first place and another reason being i was not actually getting paid as i was a trainee and was fed up with workin for 3+ months for nothing. I actually joined the company for a period of 2 months to attain some sorta work experience and btw i got that and a an extended period of work experience thankyou very much..lol..

Coming to the topic of doing my MBA formalities.. ive found that i cant use my trainee experience as a qualification for the MBA admission as they need a min of 3 yrs work experience in a managerial position... guess ill have to show that work experience as having done that in the family business. Next step is preparing an SOP(statement of purpose supposedly..). its basically an A4 sheet filled with all my qualifications and accomplishments...rofl.... and the reason why i intend to pursue my MBA... but i have this prob of writers block, so decided to get warmed up by bloggin....

Hopefully this starts me off... ;))

P.s: More bloggin comin up soon.....

DO NOT DRINK AND DRIVE!!

I ve been wanting to write a post about this for quite sometime.....but after yesterday, i felt i had to write something about it....Yesterday night after i got home from the office, I saw that there was no no electricity at home in cochin...I also saw that there was a small gathering of people nearby and a lineman on an electric post. Since there was no electricity and it was so dark at home, I decided to go for a ride to the CUSAT area, on the way back (power supply had not yet been restored), I stopped at the place where there was a gathering and saw that a police patrol jeep and a bike was also present as was also present a wrecked(totalled out completely, windshield shattered, engine compartment was in the shape of a horseshoe...overall unrepairable..) early model honda city, that had crashed into an electric post and even managed to break it....sheesh.... On further enquiry with the onlookers, i found out that it was case of 'DRINK N DRIVE N CRASH'....this thing turned out to be even complicated..... it seems the occupants were youngsters in their late 20's....totally drunk and driving.... a police squad on the way had turned suspicious seeing the erratic zig-zag drivin and had tried to flag down the car, but they didnt stop n not just that they had even runover the feet of a police officer who was in the way tryin to stop the car....that last part took the cake....the other officers immediately alerted dispatch and soon there was a cop chase.... these idiots tried to outrun the cops n in the end they crashed into an electric post near my place and wrecked the car....not only that... as soon as the car came to a halt, the driver got out all bloody as he had smacked his head on the windshield and tried to surrender.....but wts the use, they had injured a cop....the officers got out of the patrol car and dragged the occupants out and smacked, punched and kicked them with their boots....( i am sure they will knw the after effects of that beating, many many years to come fer sure....). First of all, they should have not have been driving while drunk, secondly when they were flagged down by the cops, they should have stopped n would have had to go to the station, get bail and pay a fine of 3000 INR.... but now as a result of their actions... they wrecked the car.....got beaten up and will be charged with numerous sections of the penal code, starting with drunk n drive, damage to public property, intent to murder etc.... for starters. I shudder to think what would have happened if there was any loss of life as a result...as that place where they crashed is where the tiny-tots of the area play in the evenin....by the grace of the almighty, no such untoward incident happned...

So my dear frnds, let this be a lesson to all.... If u are plannin on drinkin, make sure one of you abstain(take turns) n be the designated driver or get somebody else to drive....no matter how expert of a driver you are, your reflexes will be highly delayed and you can always end up makin rash and irrational decisions....DRINK SAFE ;-)

Wake up Sid!

Finally got to see` "Wake up Sid" yesterday after numerous failed attempts to do so....pretty neat movie..not the best...not bad either...quite funny actually ;P Lots of parts of the movie did remind me about myself...(i m sure it did remind most of us spoiled lots.. ;P) none of the clubbin stuff...but the dozin off while studyin(happened to me all the time).....not knowin wt to write in the answerbook cos i dozed off(most of the time..yep..) n flunkin as a result..n ya my room is always a mess....but seriously isnt sid very very messy?...there is a limit to messiness....throwin his tshirt on the floor every chance he gets... Ohh ya i liked the part where his dad promises him the porsche cayenne if he works at his dads office for 30 days.....damn..nice dad... ;) tht part so reminded me abt my dad(he didnt promise me a car though..hehe...he told n i obeyed..;P) who finally told me to start coming to the office n familiarise me with the family business after he couldnt stand me wasting my time on the net, watchin tv and sleeping off after returning from coimbatore after my 2 month stint of arrear exams...;P....though i did last more than a week.....i ws there for 3-4 months until my next stint of arrear exams in june....but i guess that did make me a lil responsible n i finally did clr my papers finally....n dad ws actually able to start discussin business stuff with me and i actually started understanding...hehe...the part where sid puts up the porche wallpaper n mutters damn nice car in front of his dad, so reminded me abt myself when i wanted to get my bike n i started showin dad the posters of the bike in magazines n stuff..casually...hehe....all in all a pretty gud movie...n ya...we all do have to 'wake up' sometime.. ;-D

One another thing...we've got to bring the health inspector to lil shenoys...the place is overflowing with rats......one rat actually climbed onto my seat and took the eatable wrapper that ws there n fled....ugghh!

P.S: guys do post n comment your views and similar incidents if any... ;)

College Life!

Everyone i knw starts gushin all over, when the topic of college days comes along.....but ive always felt that it was not the college part that i miss....it was the out of college activities that i so miss(like those infinite second show movies with roomies, weekend hostel escapes(like jail-breaks hehe..where i jump out of the ground floor bathroom balcony, to escape the warden who is waiting at the entrance of the hostel and one of my buddies(my wheelman) waits for me around a corner), bday treats, trips(most of those trips were not planned much in advance and were more of on-the-spot decisions; like goin to ooty at midnight to have tea(as if we dont get tea in coimbatore, it was just an excuse to ride and negotiate those numerous hair-pin curves)), those midnight hoggin sessions at the local truck drivers 'dhaba'(funnily i never got an upset stomach eating at those places.... i guess those 2 yrs of(or lack of) hostel food gave me a upset proof - stomach or sumthin) on the national highway or catch a movie by riding from coimbatore to palakkad and all those jokes and incidents that we have shared in the course of the bond of brotherhood or friendship that was formed those 6-7 yrs ago. Ill always miss our may-june and nov-dec 'get-togethers' with my Brothers-in-arrears(sandy and niyu) ;-P at coimbatore, the dominos cheese-burst sessions, dessert at the siddhapudur pal ada parlour and the animals home that sandy opens up every 6 months in our room..hehe... At the end of this period, we do feel that we have become better people overall.(age at the end is a contributing factor too) I guess that is why we call it college "life", a journey that almost everyone goes through at one point in life, a memory of a life-time....;-D

We have tried to make it a point to meet every 6 months or so on a regular basis, but alas all of us have started going on our seperate ways(ppl r gonna get married, others r goin off to pursue higher education and some of us are going to make a living in the oil-rich region tht we call the middle-east....but I do carry with me a silent hope that we do try to make things work and arrange a get-together atleast once a year.

Who am I?

I am definitely not spiderman….hehe…though that would have been really cool…!

I am Vinay Raveendran and I was born in our very own cochin at about 8 am on Aug 24^th 1983. My aunts tell me that I was an absolute mother’s delight(i am pretty sure my mom will have something else to say...i wouldnt actually knw ;P)… no fuss whatsoever….always ready to eat….actually very quiet too…

Since dad worked in Dubai, I was brought up there and did most of my schooling there, other than a year in kerala for my 11^th everything else from LKG to the 12^th was in the U.A,E..

I was never the most hard-working student in school…I have a very short attention span, I get distracted very quickly and I used to daydream a loooooootttttt….was very quiet and kept to myself …which I now find through correspondence with my old school mates that they thought I was very studious…hehe….I guess another factor that would have led to this insane idea would have been me calling them up the day before an exam and asking them about the important portions in the subject….(always looked for the easy way out..easy peesy.. ;p).

Anyways as soon as I got done with my 12^th, I had taken science as then the only jobs I usually hear around me are doctors or engineers(ignorance is never bliss, I had to suffer for this later on..)….and for that you need to take up the Science stream….since I had no intention on being a doc(you have the responsibility of handling life n I am not someone you can trust with a scalpel..no way!)…I took math with comp science…anyways back to the subject of matter(got a little deviated talkin abt science n all) , even before the results came out as usual as was and is the practice amongst most parents who want their kids to become an engineer or doctor…ENTRANCE COACHING time….!!

Since I did my 12^th in the U.A.E, I couldn’t start with my entrance coaching 1 year earlier as is the norm usually in India(phew escaped…..would have been bored to death…) and had to do with a crash course of a month in cochin….(spent most of that time sleeping…., I guess it was somewhere around this time or after my 10^th (grueling time,,,I actually got distinction for my 10^th boards…yey!!) that I got hitched to dozing off in class…haven’t actually shaken off that habit n have actually become a PhD in it….seriously…expert…sensei…wateva…) Back to the topic, after the entrance exams…all trial n error methods….tick…tick…n tick…got done with 3 entrance exams….CUSAT, Tamilnadu n Karnataka…then comes doomsday No.1 (there are more than one…more to follow..)in the form of CBSE 12^th Std Results……! I didn’t have the basic eligibility score in math….entrance scores flushed down the drain… what to do….??? That was when my late Grandpa advised me that there are countless different courses I can take up…its not the end of the world to not become an engineer!. So packed up went back to Dubai and lazed off and by the time a new academic year began joined the BBA course (affiliated to Manipal Academy of Higher Education) at AGU(Al Ghurair University, Dubai)…university…hmm…you couldn’t actually call it a university then…it was relatively new and was actually in essence a big car showroom converted into an institute and another building added to it….this was in the Sh.Zayed Rd….though now I hear there is a bigger and better campus elsewhere…anyway I have very fond memories of AGU…made lots of friends…drove a lot of their cars… ;-) n overall had a pretty good time….but between all this my dad n mom would once in a while keep reminding me that all my former school classmates had joined for engineering and that if I had paid more attention to my studies, I could have joined for engineering too…!. I was also given the option that if I wanted dad would have got me a management seat.

Six months go by and 1 semester later..now comes Doomsday No.2, my little sister had just got done with her 10^th and my parents tell me that my mom and sis are shifting to Kerala to continue her education there as dad is contemplating retiring in 1- 2 yrs time….now this is the year 2002 and he has been working in Dubai since 1970.. and they ask me what I plan to do…now I find myself in a dilemma…the BBA course in dubai is of 4 yrs duration..(they follow the American system there..all degree courses r of 4 yrs duration) and I am not even finished with 1 year...there is also the matter of residence visa as its a rule there that boys above the age of 18 cannot get a residence permit under parents sponsorship…(shitty rule I say…gals r allowed….i plead sex discrimination…) and I had been studying at AGU by showing the ministry that I am a student at AGU and they keep renewing my residence visa for a period of 1 yr. and if dad leaves too… then I would have the problem of lack of accommodation…in order to avoid all this hassle my stupid ignorant mind blurts out “I am coming to India” and to top it off when my parents ask me if ill continue my BBA in manipal I say “No ill join for engineering”!! (factors contributing to this decision being, doing a 4 yr bba course in manipal, while normally BBA courses in India are of 3 yr duration and in addition my parents disappointment in me not taking up engineering) .. There have been numerous instances in life when I have repented for that moment in my life…but as they say “no use crying over splilled milk”.. Sooner said than done, my parents call up my uncle n aunt in cochin and get them to book a management seat in mechanical engineering (I actually wanted Comp.Sc., but everybody convinced me that comp boom has gone down and mech will be evergreen..blah..)at SKCET, cbe (Sri Krishna College of Engineering and Technology, Coimbatore).

4 yrs n a couple more later(back papers galore..;P, more on that later..) i am finally done and am undergoing training as a planning engineer at a well-reputed construction company(delhi based) in cochin..looking forward to goin to Doha in a months time….

P.S. : I am sure that this post has turned out to be an essay…but hey it’s a fun read…pls do let me knw what u think….more to come… ;)