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February the 14th...

There’s this episode in Dilbert show where an axiom was revealed that Engineers never can get the girls from the management, for that matter any good looking girls! It is either those management gurus, marketing dudes or those converts, who call themselves Technocrats! For Engineers it is always either the next house Kannama, Rakkamma, pinky or some-one; or desperate to know who has taken the seat next to yours in the bus or train (Chart always helps you know who sits in the whole coach!). All you find is Vijayalakshmi F56 or Bhagyalakshmi F75 (Damn!). If you do find F23, then she’s always accompanied by her husband/Boy Friend, who sits right opposite to her and next to you! Or you may find M63 (What the?!) asking you take the upper berth and snores away to glory making you and other such miserable creatures to burn the midnight oil with a laptop and thinking of the next post in the blog! There are the others who walk the entire stretch of the train to find where the figures are! And label the walk as an excercise as they just had their food!

Life is always like looking down the barrel of gun– Engineers.

“…Engineers are not-cool, badly dressed and do not carry the right attitude, work late - return home at odd time, and do not know how to carry themselves (What?! Are we over-weight? Damn! I should not be eating Curd-rice every time…) and dumb! Where as the management gurus, marketing-dude and technocrats are so hip…” says Vadivammal (Who at present works in a Top IT company in Bangalore!) from Arakampatti!

Kadavule! (I’m not calling ‘Saravanan’ from ‘Chandramukhi’, again!)

Here I present a gist of answers when few of the Engineers were questioned about Feb-14th-

Manager: What’s up for Feb 14th?
Engineer: What? Do we have another deadline to meet? Don’t tell me, I just finished a delivery yesterday. Give me a break!
Manager: What a jackass?! (Mumbles)


Friend (A Marketting dude): What are you plans for Feb 14th?
Our Engg: Well, nothing much, taking the day off!
Friend: WOW! That’s cool! Then?
Our Engg: What ‘then’? Mom will be away as well…
Friend: You are rocking (Totally hyped and almost goes crazy…)!!!
Our Engg: Poda DOG! That’s the worst part, no idea as to who is going to cook the lunch and dinner?! I’ll be going to Nanganallur temple, amma told me to, in the evening to tie thread and will be late and thus think I’ve to eat outside! Anyways what’s up on 14th? Is it your birthday?
Friend: Oh! Gash! Never mind, it is some old bugger’s birthday! Nothing important to you… (Feels pity for ‘Our Engg’)

You can always make out the difference between a college student, an engineer and a marketing-dude!

Yeah! The look at his eyes can say! Drowsy over-worked. Talking about philosophy and life after death… definitely is an Engineer.

The college student and our-enemy (marketing-dude) looks like a stud and one cannot be made out from another!

Even by any luck, you do find a young girl sitting next to your seat in the bus (which was not a dream, but a hard-core reality!), it ends up with the engineer shouting on top of his voice “io! Enna vittudunga!” Let me narrate an incident that happened to our Pongal Pandey - PP, he’s the same guy from the previous post!

This engineer (PP) boarded a bus to Madras and God bestowed upon him a girl (Obviously an IT company TL) in the adjacent seat (PP mumbles “Yes! Yahoo!” and dreams about boasting to his fellow engineers after returning back!). All was well, they had good discussion and as night fell, our engineer slept away to glory! And around 0200hrs, the girl wakes up the ‘sleeping engg’ and asks “What did you do?”


PP (Wakes up and half drowsy, think he’s still sane enough to revert back, checks his position- legs far away from her, hands tightly held close to his chest and there was at least 6 inches gap between him and her; opens his mouth to say): What happened? And what did I do?
Girl: Did you do anything?
PP: NO! (He’s terrified, one more time she says that, he’s sure to have a nervous breakdown and will go to Coma. He’s already thinking about – eve teasing, police station and kudumba gowravam!)

Time goes… the girl speaks (Our Engg who has closed his eyes, but could not sleep has maintained a 12inch gap in that cannot-be-done-in-KSRTC-bus, was about to shout “No not me! I promise to GOD!”) “The guys behind me are doing this. Can you help?”
PP (Cold and thinking “Thank GOD, I’ll break 100 coconuts) Gets up and thinks himself as the Hero saving the Heroine from the villain, heaves a sigh of relief: Let me talk to the conductor…
Conductor (Switches the light and shouts…): Yaaru adhu?
Conductor (Looks at the guys behind the girl’s seat): What are you doing and blah blah blah…
Guys from behind (should be the anti-engineers, I do not want to specify the category!): How could you conclude that it could be us? It could be the person (Our Engg) sitting next to her!

By this time PP was shivering with cold, even though the bus has reached Chittoor and is almost touched TN border and everyone could feel the heat!

Girl: He’s not the one, I know him and it is not him…
PP relaxes and tries to increase the gap between them and falls into deep sleep…

Next day morning, PP puts a big salam and wishes that from the next time onwards he wants the old-loud-snoring-bugger as the next seat passenger!

Will he ever think about dating women (Now, do not fall into the other side of the spectrum, he'll never chose MEN!)? He would probably stick to what his mom choses for him- Neela, mala or some Karuppayee!

Every step we take towards crossing the bridge we end up waiting, till the bridge breaks-down, to arrive at a decision!

So a conglomeration of engineers, technology geeks and other abandoned groups will be held on Feb 13th to discuss various issues that needs immediate attention. It will mainly focus on strategizing and planning to flatter the opposite sex (Engineers does include women as well…) so that there’s engineering style of everything including the candle light dinner... Seems a good idea, but will it work? We need to wait and watch!

I believe the discussion will waterfall onto the next day, and these engineers will never realize that they have to arrive at a decision. God bless them! Being an engineer is just good to solve issues. We never have the time or thought for the softer emotions! We’ll be like this forever, always lagging behind the hunks – marketing dudes, technocrats and the management gurus.

>Section 377 of IPC prohibits the other opportunities. I have no explanations for them!<

Do we get them? Nay! (I’m not talking about gays, now!)

Wake up it is time to work? What day is this?
February the 14th! Rings any bell?!
Oh My GOD! Shucks! Oh no… I’m late for the meeting at 0900. And I have delivery by 1900hrs…

You see, the fate of Engineers is already sealed!

At all Women and Men - Give Engineers all the chances... They'll improve some day!

Comments

k said…
dei,

what actually happened in the bus?? adu sollave illiye

I thought software guys are half the time vetti is it not ????
Ashwini said…
Come on guys!! Get over this complex and go and ask a girl out for Feb 14. I am sure apart from Rakkama and Muniamma even those Pinky and Babli will say 'Yes'.

Girls may go for Technocrats, The Reason: Better communication skills and presentation skills. So get good at communication and ask the girl who you are attracted to out. If she says 'Yes' oh well now u know who the Technocrats are. If she says 'No' well you still have muniyamma who will make mexican sambhar for you guys.

I guess the difference between a Technocrat and an Engineer is that the former does not wait forever like the Engineers for the girls to approach them. They get up ask them out and face the consequences.

It is a fast moving world and the competetion is as fierce as ever. If you r gonna be sitting by the bus stop or railway station for the girl of your dreams to approach you then one day after a couple of years you will see her walking past you with her husband.

So Engineers the choice is down to you and you can decide how your future has to be. Like Devdas remembering the first time she smiled at you or the first date you guys had.
Sundar said…
Well, there goes one of the convert! Engineering and then a Masters in some Communication stuff...

What do I say?

Communication? Is it only communication that decides the fate of Engineers?

io!
Ashwini said…
Well if you do not communicate your thoughts, how can you expect a response?

There will be no music director behind you playing love tunes to tell the girl your intentions!!!!!
Manu S said…
pazham da rajan!
don't think that i don't what you are capable in a dark bus.. ;-)
anyway, with regards to feb14:
'it's always better to regret asking some one out rather than regret not asking some one out'. so go ahead, take chances and jamaai!

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