Bhajji Shop To Buckingham Palace – My Inspiration

This blog post is about a person who inspired me and still continues to inspire me.

Earlier this month, I called to wish him on his birthday . I found no difference in the way he speaks to me, he sounded the same as ever. After the call got over, as usual, I got into nostalgia mode and started recalling those inspiring memories about him.

Before writing why he is such an inspiration to me, I will better narrate how I got to know him first ( #ItsFlashBackTime #MosquitoCoilSlowRotationEffect ). It was my mid school times and we used to reside in a Housing Board Colony at Tiruvottiyur back then. I never liked living there, the place was more like a slum, always noisy and stinking. My mom wouldn’t even allow me to go out and play, cos she was scared that I would get spoiled being with those kids. But we had no other go, some unfavourable circumstances made us stay there for years. There used to be a small Bhajji shop on a cart at the entrance of the colony. One fine day, returning back from my school, I stopped by that shop to get some Bhaji. To my surprise, I found one of my favourite computer magazine stacked among few other papers. As it seemed to be a latest issue, So I requested the shopkeeper to give it to me rather than using it for packing. He replied that, It’s his son who read them and it’s not for packing. Then I heard a voice from behind which said “If you want, you can take, read it and return back”, I turned back and saw him talking while helping his dad. That’s how I met him for the first time.

As far as I know him, He studied in a government school in Thiruvottiyur. Everyday after the school gets over, he comes and helps his dad running the shop and studies even if he gets a few minutes gap. You can see him burning his midnight lamp frequently, At times my mom used to point at his light up house though our window at night and say “that anna must be reading”. He even used to convert that cart into a juice shop and run it during his summer holidays standing in the hot sun for a long time. I remember him offering me juices while I go out to roam in my cycle or go to computer classes, at times he even refused to take money from me. We even used to exchange books and discuss about technology.

After completing his schoolings with good marks, he secured a Computer Science Engineering seat in Central Polytechnic College. Post successfully completing his diploma, he started working in a small company as a developer and did a great job there. Now he works for TCS and was recently sent to London by his company. Think “Buckingham Palace” in the title make sense now. He married the love of his life Mrs Devisri and now they both happily live with their son Sanjiv. He also involves himself in  a few pet projects.

Why he is such an inspiration to me ?
Because is such a passionate and hard working person ever since I know him. He never gave reasons why he couldn’t do things, but he did all he could do to be whom he is now. His enthusiasm and thirst to knowledge is quite unquenchable. More than everything as I mentioned above, he is same, he is grounded, down to earth and such a sweet person to talk with. I tell his story to many who gives silly reasons why they couldn’t do things, even to me when I needed motivation.

Opps I haven’t mentioned his name yet, He is MURUGAN Anna.

Murugan Anna, Mrs Devisir and Sanjiv, probably near buckingham palace.

Murugan Anna, Mrs Devisri and Sanjiv – probably shot near Buckingham Palace.

Anna I know you would be definitely reading this (I will make you read this). You are such an inspiration to me and All the best for your future endeavours.

Appendix (For International Readers :P )

  1. Bhajji - Bhajji or bhaji is a spicy Indian snack similar to pakora or potato fritters, with several variants
  2. Anna – Brother in Tamizh.

Feelings Untitled – A Lonely Await

Image Source : Internet

Image Source : Internet

The below poem reflects my state of mind at different phases of life put together. It might be how I felt when I completed schooling and entered college. Or, how I felt when I got graduated and started to work. Or, How I feel presently. This one is dedicated to my best friends.

Who isn’t near,
Tell me my tear.
My heart, is that my friends you miss?
Is being with them is such a bliss?

Though part by several miles,
I cherish those spotless laughs and smiles.
Though we never exchanged gifts or treats,
I wonder, Our friendship never retreats.

Oh time, where did you drift me?
I midst of people, where I couldn’t fit me.
For whom, I am just a last choice,
And whatever I speak is just a noise.

They might trade me for some one better,
Am I that easy to throw, as they litter.
They might be impenetrable behind a mask,
And smile just for sake of their task.

As numerous dream to do,
Wish could go back in time too.
Will I be again with those lovely some,
Or I just sit and wait for all time to come.

What’s On My Desktop?

Dear Blog,
I am basically fundamentally sorry (RJ Balaji Style) for not minding you for a while. Was quite busy with my work and exams. Leave you, Just think about the readers who visited the blog and got disappointed as there isn’t any new post. How many of them would have eagerly looked at their feeds for a new blog post from me, So convey my sincere apologies to them too. This time I thought not to load them with my usual emotional posts or poem, How about something light, something kiddish?

I don’t own a PC or a Laptop now, what I use is the laptop provided by my office. If you are keen about the topic and anxious to know what’s on my desktop,can’t help. Actually there is nothing on it, not even recycle bin icon. Its a plain desktop with a plain background, no icons on it as they were disabled as part of office security policy. Look yourself.



You might ask me, why a post and all for an empty desktop. Actually this one is not about the desktop, its about desk top. I have observed many desks in my office. Some have family pictures, Some have god’s statue, some have awards and some are just empty just like my desktop. So what’s on mine? Like few, mine has got a few toys on it. Sounds Kiddish? Toys are no more kids affair nowadays , they ask for smartphones and tablets to play games.

Few weeks back, I had to stay late at work to complete few pending tasks. Almost everyone left the office, whole office was dark except couple of cubicles (including mine) which are lit up. With a bored mind and tired eyes, I lied on my desk and looked around. What I saw first was me smiling at myself and I am ain’t  looking a mirror. It’s a picture of mine gifted by Rams, In which I was happily smiling and wearing my favourite “goCool” t-shirt which was hand painted by best friend SriJani. Even the toys were smiling at me, All of them had a nice smiling face. Then my cubicle panel had  a couple of magnetic Smilies, couple of smiling “I love Chennai” Zha cafe postcards and a smiling mickey mouse card. I found everything around me smiling except me. I have no idea what went through my mind at that moment but felt boosted with positive energy. It automatically forced some smile and I started working again. Since then they would always smile at me, and I smile back inspite of any demanding situations.

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There are some more trivias about these toys

  1. All the toys except the panda are McDonald’s kids meal toys.
  2. All the toys are looted from my colleagues (with their knowledge) except the Night Fury one which I bought myself.
  3. That Mickey mouse card is an entry card to Disney Word, which was looted from a colleague who made a trip to US.
  4. Panda is no longer with me and someone took it away :( .

Moral of the story:
Have things which make positive impacts and optimistic people around you. They would motivate you silently and help you cross hurdles.

Quarter Century – Not Out

I feel lucky and content at least to exist. In the same world where not all get good food, where not all have a proper shelter, where not all are healthy, where not all places are peaceful and where even existence is a big question.

Now I remember a famous quote by Oscar Wilde “To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” , so I don’t just exist, I also do something people very rarely do, I LIVE my LIFE.

I love more than being loved.
I put more smiles than frowns on the faces I came across.
I don’t spend time thinking about the deep purpose of my life,
I better be happy and spread it around, while I figure that out.

I had my own goals, for which I worked hard to reach them.
I had my own successes, big or small, never ignored to celebrate them.
I had my own failures, small or big, never ignored to learn and move on.
I got inspired by many and I am an inspiration for a very few too.

I keep myself simple, sometimes stupid too.
I never regret for not wearing a mask and being myself.
I did only what I liked to do, at times it’s for people whom I love too.
I LOVE my life, that is how I LIVE my life.

Above, there are lots of ‘I’, are you wondering why? :D (Sentence heavily influenced by TR). Even I am wondering the same. Asusual i started writing something else and end up with this.

Now straight to the point, As many of you might have guessed from the title, Yay .. It’s my 25th birthday today. Life is like running an undetermined marathon, where you don’t know how long you going to run. Better rejoice while you pass the mile markers and stop by water stations just like this birthday and enjoy the run. #IRun

When someone ask me “what gift you got for this birthday?”, I would happily reply “chocolates and hearty wishes”. Nothing makes me merrier than your wishes, so do wish me (wishes with chocolates are most welcome). Before that, I wish myself a very happy birthday and awesome years ahead.

Let It Be and Let It Go

I am writing this post after a terrible week, yes last week was disastrous for me at my work. Think It’s not ethical to discuss those occupational issues here, right?. But its impacts were deep in me. For the first time I felt my work as a burden and my hands ached to code. I kept on thinking what had happened rather than thinking what has to be done. My all time smile lit bloomy face became gloomy, and It’s exactly “Grumpy Monkey Face” as described by my buddy. The byte (bit is too small) of emotional attachment to my work made me feel like being dropped in a deep pit (not a typo, but preferred not to use “shit”).

I tried climbing out of the pit by distracting myself, but that didn’t work well with so much of anger raging in me. Then came the saviors to lift me out. They would patiently listen to all my whining and grumblings. They would whatsapp me around 12am to say not to worry much and this too will pass on, I look terrible like a “Grumpy Monkey” without a smile on my face, and wanted to see me be happy as usual. They would suggest some nice tracks that would comfort me. Yes, they are my loving FRIENDS. They pulled me back while I hold their hands tight. Felt even better after a lonely visit to the beach. Now I stopped worrying about the problem and started working on the solution.

One of my colleague quoted “your happiness is your choice”, so If there are problems, LET IT BE and it’s best if you just LET IT GO than holding it tight.

Note : “Let It Be” is one of my favorite tracks from The Beatles  and “Let It Go” is another favorite from the movie Frozen. Enjoy listening to both.

Better Don’t Wish

My dad is a very nice person. He really takes pleasure and effort to wish his friends and our relatives on special occasions like festivals. I remember him taking time to write personal messages and wishes in lots of greeting cards and post them. But at times even his good intentions ends up as a tragedy because of his innocence and ignorance. The following is one of them.

This happened exactly 5 years back and it was a Good Friday. With a good intention to wish his christian friends and colleagues my dad asked me to send them “Happy Good Friday” SMS and out of ignorance I did as he said. To add more fuel to the flame, one of his senior most officer was also in the list. What happened next was fuming calls from his friends who received the message. So after realizing the mistake, my dad apologized to them for sending a wrong wish.

So readers if you weren’t aware, Good Friday is a mourning day for our christian friends. It’s the day Jesus Christ was crucified on the cross. So it’s better if you don’t wish them on that day, Wait till Sunday and wish them a Happy Easter.


Gifted Key Chain - Courtesy : Buddy

Gifted Key Chain – Courtesy : Buddy

I had a set of loosely held keys that opens the boxes which hold delightful things. But few of them are special and exclusive ones, they are my Luck-Keys. Why do I call them Luck-Keys? cos they are luck(e)y ones, somehow I get them back soon whenever I lose or misplace them. They say “Luck marches with those who give their very best.” and it became true in my case. Yes, I started to lose my luck on those keys as I didn’t give my best and took the luck for granted. I was careless and overconfident that I am never going to lose them, even if I do, I would get them back soon. Once a carelessly and loosely held luck(e)y slipped out of my hands, then I searched for it all along, but couldn’t find and It’s gone forever. This is what made me conscious of my mistakes and I started holding them tight, even put them together in a key chain.

Do you think it’s just about bunch of metal keys, no It’s about people you know. And those Luck-Keys are the ones who love you and care for you. They might come back and be for you in spite of your stupid behaviors and angry words. But they would definitely slip out of your hands if you are taking them for granted and not paying attention to them. Do you know what’s inside those boxes, It’s your own JOY. So hold on to your Luck-Keys tight.

Note : What prompted me to write the above is a Key Chain gifted by my buddy to hold those loosely held bike keys which I kept on missing and misplacing.