Who Am I???

"Who am I? You sure you want to know? The story of my life is not for the faint of heart. If somebody said it was a happy little tale... if somebody told you I was just your average ordinary guy, not a care in the world... somebody lied."

Thus goes the opening lines of the 2002 blockbuster, Spiderman.

Now the ball is in my court. Who am I? U sure u want to know?

I'm just yet another guy among u. A lot alike u but then so different from u. There isn't anything striking about me to make me stand out in a crowd except for the fact that I might look uneasy! Well, I've a problem with the, err, crowd or to put in another angle, two person is too much crowd for me!

So that’s where I begin. I'm an outright introvert. No no, I'm not proud about it and all. There had been times, when I've felt what if I wasn't. U know, especially when u have been seeing this particular good looking girl in the cafe for a few days now and u fumble and fumble inside urself for the right words and rehearse it a hundred times inside u and then suddenly the guy sitting next to u asks her, "Is that the latest copy of Verve with that exclusive on Mae West?" and I end up studying my palm and nails.

Born as the second child in a typical matrimonial ad material traditional-aristocratic family from Kerala and shadowed by my elder brother throughout my childhood thru puberty to teenage and continuing to my youth-hood, I was really insecure and ended up as an introvert. Well, I had no problems with my big bro; no sibling rivalry or anything but I guess he had! If being the school topper, athletics team captain and the school leader wasn't enough for him, he developed torturing me as a new area of interest. And I readily obliged! And I got a certificate for it that I still hang on my left eyebrow.

Ok, enough bitching about my bro. Well, he is quite nice actually. I should say so at least for the sake of his patients upon whom he operates. I don't want to be their anaesthetist.

I would like to remember my dad as a Hitler sans the moustache! He was very strict about one thing- everything that I didn't do! U know y Love Story is one of my favourite books? Cos Oliver calls his dad a SOAB all the time in the book. I know I shouldn't have said this but who cares. My mom was a poor soul caught up between all these. I guess she had a hard time seeing me getting all beaten up. Family bitching is also over.

Now let’s come to the part to what I did that eventually got me a job. I'm an engineer. I never wanted to be one. I didn't even know what an engineer actually did. But when my dad wanted to make me a doc, I knew I wouldn't be one. What was his mind on? Starting a hospital at home? Engineering was the only option before me. That was my first victory! My four years in engineering college changed my life forever. Not that I became much of an extrovert or that I had lots of girlfriend. As a matter of fact, I had a friend among girls and I was proud to call her my girl friend! It was there I met some of the most astonishing creatures called friends (Yeah, I had friends!) and there was where I found courage in booze and fag.

Now I've a good job that helps my stock of booze from not getting exhausted. Plus, I've a decent place to live with a lot of things thrown in for the effects. I'm a gadget guy!

And I've a huge bedroom with a nice bed and someone to share it. Boys, don't raise ur eyes; every dog has a day. I found her on mine. But she would be reserved for another post.