Monday, December 1, 2008

DAD - The Hero.

After a few incidents of the past week, I decided that I should write about my dad. Something like a tribute. I'm doing this because of three reasons.

The first one being the Tamil movie Vaaranam Aayiram, which truly was a genuine tribute to a dad from a son.

The second reason is my experience at the State Bank of India - I went there to open an account, my dad gave me two bags, one had all the forms fully filled up and the other had all the documents that I would need as a proof, two thousand rupees that I had to pay in the bank, a stapler with pins and a glue stick. He sent me there with clear instructions as to what is to be done, all I had to do was follow the instructions and I finally had my account opened in under an hour. In the same bank, I saw people coming back for the nth time to do this, where n generally varied from 3 to 5. The officer in the bank who was helping with opening the account told me that I was able to finish it so soon because I came in with whatever was required and that I had really planned well. I just thought of my dad that moment.

The third and the most important reason is that, I really haven't appreciated what my dad has done to me and I really don't know how to do it. I guess this is the best way, letting people know what a great man my dad is.

When I was a kid, I used to be a very inquisitive kid, used to pester people with a lot of questions and my dad was the only one who could answer everything. From that day, whenever I have any QUESTION as in technically or in finance etc, I ask my dad and he almost always answers my question. I have wondered so many times as to how he gained so much knowledge when there were not many sources of information like the present. Then I realised that it is because of his interest in learning. There have been so many instances when he has learnt from me, which proves he really doesn't mind learning from someone so much younger than him. This is something that I must acquire.

One striking quality of him is being systematic. He was the one who taught me that proper planning will help you achieve anything you want. Whenever we go out of station, he meticulously plans each and every detail of the visit, and we have never faced a problem. That really is something that I must learn from him. I have never seen him go late to any meeting or function or any other important appointment. He always keeps telling me that there is nothing wrong in starting early. When I talk about his meticulous planning, I remember my visit to Bangalore in order to write the BITSAT. He was in bangalore a week before that on office duty and like always, he finished his work soon and was free in the evening. He asked me for the address of the BITSAT centre over phone and visited that place. He found out the bus to be taken, the route in an auto, the distance from the hotel I was gonna stay in and how long it would take from there. So when I went to write BITSAT, all I had to do was follow his instructions. In spite of the downpour that day, I was able to reach the centre without a drop of water on me. If he hadn't visited that place beforehand, I really wouldn't have been able to locate the centre and write the test.

The things that I learnt from him have made me what I'm. He was the one who taught me about electronics. That was way back. I guess I was in my 5th grade when he gave me a regulated DC power source, a small light bulb, a switch and a small motor. He showed me how they worked. Then he asked me to figure out various ways to connect the circuit and make the bulb and the motor work. From then on, for years I have broken so many things that he bought. TV's remote, a remote controlled toy car, a pocket radio, a torchlight are all small examples that I remember now. But he never scolded. He just let me do things my way. I guess thats what gave me this interest in electronics. All the successful projects, my strong fundamentals in electronics are all because of what my dad showed me.

He has always asked me to be strong, courageous and outspoken. A scene in vaaranam aayiram reminded me of this incident - when I was bullied by a senior guy in school, he was the one who told me that I should not be intimidated by people who are BIG. That is something I follow till date. I never let someone intimidate me and no matter what happens, I stay calm, composed and strong.

He taught me to think for myself and never let anyone else take decisions for me. Throughout my life, he has never influenced my decisions. One quote that he always told me was "Don't be the football of other's feelings." When I decided to take up Biology as a subject in 11th in spite of being sure of doing engineering, he did not say a word. After 12th, when I told him that I was gonna do mechanical engineering, he did not object. And after my best friend's advice, when I decided to take ECE, he said he was happy because he personally liked electronics as a subject and thought I would do well if I take that up as my course of study.

He was the one who showed me that saying sorry costs nothing but lets u gain so many things. Whenever he has a fight with mom, he would be the one to make up. Things generally became smooth after that. I figured that if he din't say sorry so often, things would ve been really different in my family.

He taught me the various approaches to a problem. When I was in my 8th grade I used to be amazed by the speed with which he calculates, when I asked him the secret, he taught me so many ways to multiply, add and divide. That was my introduction to mental math in a completely different light. From then on, I always devised my own ways of doing math. Sometimes they were simple, sometimes they were complex, but those are the methods that I still use, the methods that I FIND simple.

Above all this, I'm a mom's child. I'm closer to my mom than my dad. I love my mom more than anyone else on earth, which also includes my dad. I share my personal life to my mom I tell her about my friends, my college life, the fun that we have and everything that happens and when dad asks me about all this, I just give him one word answers. He really hasn't showed his displeasure or asked me anything about it. My mom tells me that my dad at times feels bad that I don't tell him about my personal life. But not even once has he asked ME about it. It just shows what a gentleman he is.

I don't really know why I have written this. I guess I'm doing something by writing pages and pages about this great man. My Dad - My Hero. I don't really find it difficult telling my mom that I love her. Even when i'm talking to my friends it isn't very difficult so explicitly tell them how important they are in my life, but when it comes to my dad, I really find it very difficult. I really haven't told him that I love him, that he is important to me, that I respect him a lot and all that and even he hasn't told me any of this. I guess thats the thing about being a dad and son. You don't tell each other about the love and respect you have for one another and still cherish the bond.

The First day of the 8th semester.

Like I already said, our final semester was dedicated entirely to our project. Lot of my classamates have gone for internships to various companies, I decided to stay back here and spend my last semester in college. Today was the first day of the final semsester, quite unusually, I went to college on time i.e 8.30 AM and was surprised that there was no one in our department (thats Electronics and Communication Engineering by the way). Last time I walked in as the first person in class was back in the 3rd semester for entirely different reasons. Anyway, coming back to the topic, I really thought I'm gonna be bored to death for the next half an hour or so. Luckily, my class guys started coming in one by one and GOD, that was some relief. As usual, we started talking about last semester grades (a topic that I personally try to avoid) and came to know that Sundar (the genius of my class) became a 7 pointer. Oh my god, what an achievement, his rate of decrease in grades has been much greater than mine ;) my highest was 9.25 and lowest 8.3 and his highest was 9.42 in the first semester and now its 7.3 OMG. Like he said there has also been an increase in the rate of decrease of his GPA every semester. Then we discussed about decreasing functions, their decreasing first derivatives etc etc when our class representative came and told us that the lab was opened. PSG TECH GRD ECE COMPUTER LAB the lab that was previously called impact lab is gonna be our centre of operations for the next six months. According to my seniors, these six months are the most unforgettable days of college life and with that in mind, we entered the lab, I had a background music running in my mind and without doubt it was from Cheran's autograph (For people who don't know - Autograph is a tamil film about revisiting school and college days). The first thing that we do in the impact lab almost always is signing into our respective mail IDs to see what new mails we've got. Like always, I had a few mails from the groups I had subscribed to. Then we decided that we had spent enough time in the lab and decided to go to the canteen. Let me tell you, our canteen's Hot chocolate is simply amazing. We drink it everytime we go to the canteen. After the usual disappointment that we have in the canteen because of the absence of good looking girls (and by the way, its not only the canteen that disappoints us in this regard), we came back to the lab. We were then asked to register our fingerprints for attendance because from tomorrow, the finger print reader is gonna be our attendance register, something that I thought was a technical wonder when I just entered college. Time has flown by and it was our time to SHOW OUR FINGERS to the fingerprint reader. After that ritual, we again went into the lab and started editing our department association website, my god the code really seemed greek and latin to me. Sundar was doing the editing part and I was just looking at it. Then the 2nd years came in and they were having Data Structures lab. That was something that I really loved in my 4th semester, not because of the subject, it was just because I could sit for two hours in the A/C and not do anything. After all that editing work, the time was 4.30 PM it was time for us to pack up. We again went to the canteen had a cup of coffee and dispersed.

Well, going by my standards, the day was quite usual, nothing out of ordinary, so to say the least, it was damn boring. AND HENCE... I decided that spending my time with the project is much better than just being jobless in the lab.

Getting Started

I was just wondering as to why I should start writing a blog. When my friends used to ask me why I never blogged, I always came up with a reason like I was busy or something similar. Now I really cannot say that reason anymore. Wondering why? I'm currently in my 8th semester and I had chosen an option that people in our college call 'Fast Track', which means I can finish all my papers by 7th semester and just concentrate on 'Project'. Project is something that we do just for namesake, which means I'm left with a LOT of free time. I spend most of my time watching movies and talking to friends and when I'm tiredof both (read very rarely), I get completely bored and don't really know what to do. AND THAT.. Is precisely why I started blogging.

Apart from that, I also thought I should share some of my personal experiences with people. Like my HoD says, "experience is a collection of mistakes." In that case, I'm too experienced for a guy my age and hence decided to share my 'experiences' with people which will make them equally experienced. You need not have really made a mistake to gain experience, you can also learn from other's mistakes. I guess apart from the HUGE mistakes that I have made I can also share my thoughts about life, my knowledge in electronics (which really isn' much, but could be useful anyway) and day to day happenings which I find interesting enough to share.

That'll be all for now,

Vineeth