maths.,cricket n karthik

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Maths.., Cricket n Karthik


Born on 11th June 1987, Mumma always wanted a gal baby .., but I happened. Not born in a situation where my family can put a silver spoon in my mouth but i was always taken care. you know how last baby boy in a family is seen., extra cookie for sure and a boy is always considered as a plus in middle class Indian family .,u know typical nannies n dada’s .I really don’t remember much of childhood, may be its not that great or just I forgot., all i remember is maths,cricket and karthik .

Not studious...Or not want- to- be types. Sat in BVK, a local nursery school in vishakapatnam for my first class. I was forced to move places as my dad always ended up getting transfers, one for sure a year. As they say destiny, I was planned by god to study in vishakapatnam. For about 5 years I saw world .,c’mon for 3 year old guy moving places ..,yup we can cal it world man .

Let’s talk about maths first, I always wondered how its gonna help us in life. Who cares if sin theta is different from cosine one ….or who wants to know who got profit or who got loss and who asked him to do business anyways., and I also had this question always running around, which fucker invented this maths man., Maybe, a loser who was never cared by his wife and never had a chance to prove on bed.

Anyways, I used to find the easiest way around. How..?I joined for tuitions, and where? I used to knock the doors of my maths sir and guess what I always end up getting 80 odd of 100.

I thought +2 winds up maths. But I was again pin backed by maths...No professor this time, always back logged it., but finally done. I hope I am done and over .and has no part of maths again in life …ok ‘its fine with house hold calculations.

Cricket, love this game…..very passionate, but never took it seriously…it always been dream, never thought making it into career …. I donno whether I have potential or not...but it would have been different if I tried making cricket my passion ….never...never...and never I made a step towards it...i really donno where I am good but I know where I am bad ….that is to judge where I am good?


If I get above 20 in a subject out of 25 ...mumma allowed me to bunk tuition for that day...and I was allowed to buy a new ball .i became so habitant, not for getting 20’s but for the post form -> bunking ...It continued even in my engineering...Lets talk about this little later .


Karthik.., very important person in my life .where do I start...ok.., Hmm he used to be the flam boy of school. He has everything…. Studious, Smartness and gals. Hmmm used to enjoy life .we have a very good memories together .., hey I forgot, meet my best friend -> karthik ayyagari.

I first met him in class 5 I guess, right man..? We used to fight all day long .it was fun actually .we studied together for 8 fun years... School days into college life .Grown up from 10 year boys into 17 year teenager’s .we used to write short stories and lyrics...h e is very nice lyric writer by the way. We used to write scripts and always used to visualize in class …we were caught for hanging near gal’s hostel .we were hit by our junior lecturer’s for bunking classes. We were pinched by our principles wife for hiding in bathroom (Boys one only guys, just escaping a maths exam). You can say that I was reason for this guy to become a spoiled brat. He is a wonderful student who tops every exam but he ended up getting rank above 40 thousand in a engineering entrance exam…me fucker got nearly..(actually more than what he got ) same rank .i have reservation so I got seat easily in a local college .,but poor little guy has no reservation and had no option but to opt for long term ..that’s what made us apart and our 8 year friendship was forced to take a break. Now he is junior to me in my college .He thinks that I am changed a lot from what I used to be a two years ago…………..