Monthly Archives: November 2013

The one who became a salesman for a while

After completing work at my office, I headed straight to a well know books and gifts store to buy gifts for my very close friend’s wedding reception the very next day. After reaching there I spent some time looking at the books and gifts and querying the sales person before finalizing the gift. As I was informed that it would take some time to safe pack the gift as it’s a porcelain one, I simply went around the store. I saw a couple came to me with queries, they looked like college going boy and a girl. They completely misunderstood me as a salesperson, as I was still wearing my ID card around my neck and the color of the ID card rope was very similar to that of employees in that store. Initially was quite irritated with in, but decided to play along. My initial conversation and queries with the real sales person really helped, Following is the conversation I had with them.

Boy :  (pointing to a gift piece from a distance) How much that costs,
Me :  (Reaches the piece, Looks at the price tag on it) 415 Rs sir.
Girl :  (Pointing to another one) What it is made of.
Me :  Terracotta and some wood.

(Both discussed for some time going around, while I stayed patient)

Boy :  (Now points to a glass crystal kinda article)  Will it break.
Me :  (Wow what a wonderful question) definitely yes sir, You can try it at your own cost. You have to handle it with care.
Boy : (Smiling at me) Ok then we will take this one.
Me : (Pointing to the packing desk) Please take it there, they should help you.

(I left the place as soon as they moved, I saw the real sales person looking at me confused from the distance)

(I was standing in the billing counter, I saw the couple come and stand behind me, they got  even more confused to see me standing there)

Billing Staff : Cash or Credit Card ?
Me :  (hands over the card) Remove the price tag from the box, I wanted it gift wrapped.
Girl : (Rushes to me) You are ?
Me : Just like you people, came here to buy stuff.
Girl : (Points to my ID Card) I am really sorry I miss understood you. I am really sorry again.
Me : (Now the guy also joins and both repeating “Sorry” like a mantra)  No problem Its ok.
Me : (Pointing the guy) Don’t you know glass breaks?
Girl : (Laughs and beats that guy soft on his shoulder) Even I thought it was a stupid question.

(We three laughed, and I left them with a smile)

Their’s sorry even continued when they saw me again at the parking lot. Initially I got irritated when they mistook me as a salesperson, It’s my ego which made me think “I am a SOFTWARE ENGINEER and not a salesperson”. Calming down for a  second and killing my ego for some minutes gave me an unexpected experience. It just reminded me of a Quote “No job is too small”. Has anyone got similar experiences?

Moral of the story : Remove your ID card as soon as you exit from the office 😛 .

The Uncertainty Of Life

While many see me as a clown or as a funny object, Its only a very few who would lend their ears to listen to me and I never wanted to load them with my woes. I feel my blog might be the right place to express those and maybe that is the reason why I am penning down the following.

It’s very unusual for my phone to ring very early in the morning that too on a Sunday. I ignored it as usual thinking its buzz of my alarm, Then it rang again, I managed to wake up and picked up the call. I got completely devastated to hear the news told by my friend at the other end, Our friend/brother/colleague SureshMathi had died in an accident. With no second thoughts I somehow coordinated with other colleagues to travel to his village to take part in his funeral.

He was about to get married 3 days later and we had already made plans to travel to his village for his marriage but he wanted all of us to come there soon for his funeral 😦 , How unfair. When we reached his village we all thought of one thing, Being from such backward rural background how much he must have been determined, struggled and worked hard to break boundaries and constraints to become an iPhone developer. We all really felt very proud of him, But most of the time we fail to recognize the value of a person when they are near or alive.

His best friends cried, some whom I thought strong and cool cried, the whole village cried when his body arrived from the hospital, The whole place was surrounded by intense grief when his body was cremated in a ground near his home. I wish I wasn’t there at that time and it was very difficult for a soft hearted person like me to handle the situation.

On the way back my thoughts were completely on him. We weren’t  so close but I had some nice time with him. One such is watching “Tare Zamien Par” movie at midnight at the office, Sometimes I used to torture him to read poems in my blog. He also used to play some of my favorite songs loud in the evenings. One thing which we had in common is interest toward Tamizh books and poetry, Bellow is one of his poems written in his own beautiful handwriting.


His loss is beyond price and nothing can recompense for it. I hope his beloved gets all strength and support to handle it and move on. His loss taught us all how uncertain this life could be. It reminds me of the following lines by blogger friend Sundar Gopalakrishnan.

பயணம் சிலருக்கு சுகமாகவும், சிலருக்கு சுமையாகவும் மாறிவிடுகிறது. ஆனாலும் பயணம் மட்டும் தொடர்கிறது.

It means “For some journey is a pleasure, for some its painful, but the journey continues for ever” though he wrote it for a post regarding bus travel, the same applies for life too. But I would like to alter it a bit. “The journey called life, for some its pleasure, for some its pain, Some join unexpected, some end abruptly. But the journey continues with the company of the present and memory of the past”

In memory of Suresh Mathi, We miss you, Let your soul Rest In Peace

The one who went cycling after a long time

It has been quite a long time since I cycled long distances. I used to cycle a lot during my school days and early college days, sometimes I would even cycle from my home at Thiruvottiyur to Besant Nagar or to Thiruvanmiyur or to my college in Madhuravoyal etc., with ease. I completely stopped cycling since I got my bike and also gave away my cycle as I wasn’t using it. All of sudden some days before I got an urge to start cycling again after seeing some people cycling in my neighborhood. As I don’t have cycle on my own I planned to borrowed cycle from my neighbor’s son, being such a nice neighbor they also agreed to lend the cycle to me. I don’t want to disturb them early in the morning for cycle key, so I got key from them yesterday night itself and also checked the tire pressure and kept it ready for the ride the next day.

As planned I woke up early in the morning today (03.11.2013) and started around 6 AM from my home. Initially I felt difficult because of low saddle height which was causing pain and my eyes were constantly searching for any cycle shop or mechanic shop to fix it. As its early in the morning and its Sunday I couldn’t find any open, Atlast around my 7th km I found a car service center open with just a security outside. When I asked him for help, he pointed me towards the tool box, I took the required spanner and increased the seat height to fix the problem and started to pedal forward after thanking the security for his timely help. My initial plan was to do total of 20 kms i.e., to reach Sholinganallur and back home. As I didn’t feel any pain or much tiredness in my body when I reached Sholinganallur, the climate was cool, cloudy and so good to cycle I decided to cycle for some more kms in ECR.

I use Endomondo sports tracker app on my mobile usually to track my runs and I used the same to track today’s cycling too. It has got an awesome feature named “Peptalk”, It enables your friends to track you live during your workouts. Your friends can send you a text message in English which will be converted into speech and played on your mobile phone through headphones or speakers.

Ceeni's Peptalk

Ceeni’s Peptalk

I am very thankful my friend Sreenivasan (we call him ceeni) who tracked me live and sent me those above Peptalks via Endomondo while I was cycling which motivated me to a great extent and made me cycle 27 kms to Kovalam beach. It was a great climate at the beach, I relaxed and enjoyed walking slowly along the shores for some time. I saw those clouds moving out to pave the way for the sun to shine, So I decided to ride back home before the sun could hit hard at me.

I started riding slow as I start feeling pain in my legs and thighs. After cycling for a while at my 33rd km I stopped for a coffee at Sangeetha Restaurant near Dakshinachitra  I relaxed for a  while slowly sipping down the hot coffee which I ordered and let the pain in my legs to subside. After few mins more crowd started arriving at the restaurant, I didn’t feel comfortable occupying 4 seater table when some were standing and their eyes are searching for an empty table in the crowded restaurant, So I left the place and started riding back home. ECR isn’t a flat road as I thought, It got ups and downs which made my ride more difficult but I decided to ride slow and in a study phase. Some cyclists who were cycling in the opposite direction showed me thumbs up which motivated and gave me an extra boost.

Speed and Altitude

Speed and Altitude Graph

I was completely exhausted and felt lots of pain when I reached back Sholinganallur toll booth near HCL and 10 more kms to home. I felt breezes, heat and even my pains were against me but bit of hope, confidence and good music is what made me keep going. I kept on motivating myself and decided not to give up or stop anywhere until I reach my home. I shouted loud “Yaayyyy” out of joy on the way when the sports tracker app informed me that I had completed 50 kms, With no clue people on the road stared at me and I happily smiled back at them. At last I reached home after completing the last 3.4 kms with lots of difficulties. My legs were trembling out of pain, I even felt difficult to climb steps. But on the other side I felt so happy, I felt content that I did something out of my comfort zone.


Route Map

I took a quick bath to refresh myself and had an awesome, heavenly mom made Pongal, Sambar and Vada to regain all the calories (1476 KCal) which I had burnt. I have planned to get myself a cycle and do more cycling. You can also visit the whole workout details by visiting the following link.