It was all calm on that day. The bright sun shot his rays through the clouds, making them look like silver plates filled with white cotton. Ah! what a day to start work.

I got up at 9, finished my morning work finally ending up at dining table for breakfast with the family. Mother, Father, Sister and Brothers were happily enjoying the breakfast. It was THE day I would be joining my job. I was an earner now . I finished my breakfast, took parents’ blessings and hugs from siblings. I climbed my cycle and was off to work. My job – Branch Manager. Easily one of the most respectable and tough jobs. I had to handle the staff, the irate customers and many other stuff, including my seniors . So it is my first day, I stand in THIS long hallway and reminisce. Entering THIS OFFICE was my dream since my college days. I had promised myself to achieve this target. After completing my studies I had joined many other places to gather experience, its a must, and finally found this job, pounced on it (GRRRRRR) and secured it . I had left no stone unturned to be here today. I secured 70+ % in all my years of education. I was just an above average student. I am proud to be it. Participated in every possible competition and secured first 3 places in them. Ah!!! finally the sweet smell of success, actually it was the aroma of incense sticks in the reception .

My first day was as very calm. After being greeted I entered my cabin.

A very charming cabin, red in colour, a large table with a large 5mm crystal clear glass sheet placed covered the top. My chair, a brown executive chair, “very posture friendly type chairs”. On the otherside of the table were 2 black, cushioned chairs. Behind them was a long maroon sofa with a small glass topped table in front. On it bottle of water dated 2 glass lotas. On the left corner was my typists chair with Remington typewriter, one the best typewriters ever. On the right a bureau. Half the height of the cabin walls and door (my brass name plate was hung on it ) were made of wood while the rest were glass. Venetian blinds hung over them. A large window was on my left consistently sent wafts of cool air. On my table, a glass jug of water, a tumbler, a pen stand and a brass nameplate bearing my name.

My typist, a charming-smiled elderly lady greeted into my cabin. I gave my typist and staff members the day off. As soon as the words unloaded from my mouth the office doors were closed for the day. After we had shut the office doors I talked to them how this office was run before i came. What customs and ethics were being followed. I was filled in with excellent answers. Some one even went on to tell me that i was the youngest Branch Manager, ever in this office. I was nothing short of beaming, even sun would need a RayBan if i stepped outta office. We talked on till we “closed” for the day.

I went home happy and content, ate dinner, wished my family a good night sweet dreams and slipped into my mattress. The soft cool wind kissed my forehead ruffling my hair sending me into a deep sleep.

Next day i got up at 7, and was at office by 9. My typist flashed her brilliant smile, even though she had less teeth the enthusiasm and the sparkle in her eyes gave me an extra strength to work hard. Customers, clients, staff members with small talk and corporate heads came to my office. This went on for many months.

On a thursday evening  i was cycling back home when i saw her. She, wearing a red saree with golden brown border, sitting on the porch sorting the rice. She was only thing that i had seen close to a damsel. Her eyes were black, with long black lashes, pinkish cheeks with a little dimples. Her pink lips parted for a smile to reveal her perfect teeth. I felt, Damn!!! God had taken his time off to chisel her out and present her to me. I casually enquired father as to who that girl was. Father raised an eye-brow, i stood stone face d in front of him. He did not give a second thought and told me she was his colleague’s sister’s daughter (“very short relation”). A well educated girl from his colleagues native. That night i wasnt able to sleep. Her  form revolved around me. Her mosaic was set in my mind and heart. This was the first time i ever felt like this. I had no idea what to do. The cycling-in-front-of-her-house routine continued for a few weeks. Sometimes i went to her house on “official” business concerning my father and his colleague, just to catch a glimpse of her. She got me coffee everytime i arrived there. The only way we communicated was by smiles.

On a saturday morning once I reached my office, i narrated the whole episode to my typist. After thinking  for a while she told me, “son you seem to be smitten by her appearance, i suggest you to not see her for a week. lets see what happens after that”. I took her advice and took a different route home. After a week I told my typist, “Madam, i am not able to forget her. What do you suggest i do ?”. She said, “Son you  are in LOVE”. The word rang in my ears. I just hugged my typist and said, “Thank you madam”. She just flashed her every charming smile at me.

So for the next few days before i could gather enough courage to talk to her, i cycle home in front of her house. One fine day, i found her alone on the porch. I entered through the gate. She saw me. She was about to go inside when i beckoned her. She was stunned at my audacity. She stood there transfixed. I approached her. I asked if she a couple of minutes to spare. I needed to talk to her about something important. She looked at the sky and agreed. I have no idea what-so-ever why she did that, but i got her permission to speak. I gave her the full account of my feelings for her and myself. She listened to all my talking wide-eyed. Finally when i gave her a chance to speak, she told how she felt about me. Our feelings matched. Next came the hard part. She and I were able to convince our families. Both sided agreed. On Wednesday the 20th of August, we were engaged. It was now official, i could take her out anytime i could. After 3 months we got married on 10th December.

I was as always loitering on the internet when Pai came online. I told him dude i wanna post something in my blog, i got no ideas. He waited for a minute and gave me this idea.

One of my best experiences in a pool campus placements.

The frenzy began the day i got email saying there would be placements @ SJBIT. I called up Pai. We had a long conversation about what are the requirements, how the recruitment process would go on, so on so forth. So we finally decided to go and register for it. So it was decided i would meet him @ 10 near Vijayanagara bus stop.

On monday i got up @ 6 (it was midnight in my mind ). Got ready by 9 and messaged Pai that i had left my place and i would him @ 10 near Vijayanagara bus stop. But as the whole world (probably) knows Bengaluru traffic is not your friend on any given day. I had to change our RV point to Manuvana Coffee Day (WE DID NOT DRINK ANY THING THERE ). I kept messaging him about my where abouts till i finally threw myself out of the bus at Magadi Road. My choices of bus routes left me fuming when i reached @ the RV point. Pai as usual was looking calm. The dude started up his RTR 160 (??). Then started off a sort of painful journey till Rajarajeshwari Gate. From there it was pretty smooth drive till SJBIT. Its my practice to do namaskara to Goddess Rajarajeshwari, it started off the day i joined RNSIT. I asked him to go in front of the temple for blessings. Pai was totally confused as to whether he wanted to park and go inside or it was a drive by. I just told him it was like a pit stop and we needed to scramble to SJBIT. He knew 1 route to college and i knew another. I left it for him to choose, he chose the latter. The road to our college (RNSIT) is seriously better now. We finally ended up in SJBIT @ around 12. (Pai correct me if i am wrong).

We were surprised to see no crowd inside the college. We thought the registrations were over. But we took a chance, went inside the admin building asked for the registrations, we were directed to the first floor. We were made to wait in an adjoining room. Most of our RNSIT fellas might remember this placement assistant Umesh Sir had. Yeah… now he’s assisting Mr. Gurcharan Singh in SJBIT. We were asked to submit our resumes and other details. We were given a serial number, its i-will-tell-you-but-i-will-have-to-kill-you kinda confidential . This number had to used by us during the course of the placement rounds. After registering i remembered to apply for PDC. I met Charan and wished him for his GRE score and future endeavours. I took the PDC form and was on my way home.  I DROVE PAI’S APACHE RTR 160 (??) TILL RAJARAJESHWARI GATE. YIPPEE FINALLY I DROVE A MOTORBIKE

Since I am a “VETERAN” of 10 interviews i had an idea of what to study. I had 4 days in my hand and an abundant studying to do. It is best described by this image of Pai. He himself is placed in TCS. Since they have’nt called him yet, he wanted a shot @ Accenture. I talked to a friend of mine, Raj, @ AFB to know what kind of questions i might be asked @ this interview. He gave me a short description of what kind of questions, they ranged from very simple C to pretty nasty OS questions on the technical side. On the non-technical side he wasn’t very sure, he just told me to answer based on the questions. Raj is one of the best technical minds i’ve met from the industry. 7 years in Infosys and superb tech knowledge coupled with an awesomely good attitude, he’s a real nice guy to talk to. Thus i completed my Monday.

My tuesday to thursday was no better. Getting up early, gobbling up almost all the text books @ my arms length, sleeping late, talking to Pai about updating and printing my resume. It was nothing very nice. To add to this fuss i had my french test to attend to. Well as i expected i just bombed it. BOOOOOOOOOM!!! And ont wednesday luck was on my side, i got a direct bus home after french class . Phew!!!

Thus, we come to the D-Day. Pai calls me @ 6 in the morning to tell me i had to meet him @ SJBIT @ 7.30. Come on dude that was atrocity you knew it . Anyways i promptly reached at 8 and searched for Pai. He had my resume. If i could’nt find him, it was the end of my chance at Accenture. Finally found him at the helm of a beeline. We were sent into Room 206 for written exam. To our great surprise and to Pai’s bad luck Meritrac was conducting the written exam. Till now i HAVE NEVER passed their written round. It started off at 8.50 precisely, after we had filled our particulars and registration numbers.  55 questions and a essay to be completed in 60 minutes. CET was much better than this. As always i had fun doing english and logic part, but the quant part sent me up in flames. To add fuel to the fire, the essay topic was “Education System in India”. I took out all my anger on it. Criticised our education system to max extent possible in around 100+ words. After we had given our papers we were asked to leave for the day. Pai and me were left gaping at each others faces after we discussed the paper. We really needed to unwind, so landed up @ Coffee Day near our coll. Sat there sipped coffee and talked about what we should study if we got through. Finally after 1 hour we decided to break for the day. I took the route in front of Goddess Rajarajeshwari, to seek her blessings. At around 8 in the evening i received a message, and an e-mail which said  “You have cleared the written round. Tomorrow report to SJBIT at 8 with following documents.

1. Copies of marks cards.

2. Copy of Government issued ID card. PAN card mandatory.

3. 3 passport size photographs.”

Immediately i got a message from Pai saying he too got through. Then the whole what should i study started. I stuck to my technical side and studied Java.

On Saturday i reached SJBIT perfectly at 8 A.M. Pai had just come out of the parking lot. I purposefully went straight for him and honked loudly for him to look up at me. He had worn his lucky shirt (got him into TCS) on his mother’s request. After i had parked we went in search of a place to empty our tanks .  Finally we found the empty-your-tank area and emptied our tanks. Man thats really a relieft . Then met Abhist, Arun (working @ Meritrac) and Hegde. Then we sat in their auditorium where our names would be put into groups of 15 for GD. Pai and me ended up in the same group. Topic of GD “Bangalore – IT Hub or Garden City”. GD = Organized Fish Market in this case. By the time i had raised my hand to make a point some other person would be shouting. Finally the GD co-ordinator from Accenture gave me a chance to talk. I just blurted what i had been thinking and also accused the government That got Pai, 11 others and me into next round. After this we were made to fill out some form, sorry i dunno its name. Pai told me its called employment form. (Getting placed in a company has its advantages . )

After this i was put into HR. Surprise Surprise!!. HR person asked me about myself, my family (he started noting my parents and sisters name and their occupation), my idol (i refuse to have any idols ), global n indian CEO and their revenue, i dint know any of those. I told him i had gone through their site and their core values like integrity, customer values, unyielding ethics etc. He asked me whether i would willing to work in any domain, anywhere in india and ready to sign a bond. I agreed to all of them and also told him i prefer java but i am fine with any other area. He asked me whether i was taking any courses currently. I told him about my Niit Java course (core java, jsp, servlets and ejb). When i told him about ejb, he noted it down. EJB and ethical values might have caught his attention and he put me through to the technical round.

I waited for my turn in the technical round. While waiting i met Venkatesh (RNSIT) and Ajay and Manoj  (PU friends). Venky seemed very calm and not very excited to get to technical round. Come on he is the MAN why should he be worried . Ajay, Pai and me talked for some time, exchanged numbers (ok don’t go to Section 377 , we are old friends trying to catch up ). Then it was my turn, i just gave my bag to Pai and went into the room. A big class room cream in colour consisting for lots of benches for students to sleep on during the classes (what are benches used for anyways ???). A very senior person of the Accenture technical panel crew asked me to take the seat. Sir and me were the only person in the room, and the clock to my nervous break had started ticking Tick Tock Tick Tock!! He is charming person with a calm demeanour. One smile from his face calmed me down to a certain extent. For starters that’s a relief (meaning you won’t be subjected to utter humiliation after which you start pitying yourself ).

He started off with a simple question “Puneeth, which branch are you from ??”. I replied “Computer Science, Sir”.

Sir (smiling) : “Computer Science, I like it.  Now, tell me about yourself”.

Me: Technically or Non-technically.

Sir: Which ever you wish to.

Me: OK. Born in 1988, I travelled a lot since my father is in Central Government job. Finally settled in Bengaluru. My favourite subject Mathematics especially Calculus and Trigonometry. And i have interest in cryptography mainly encryption and hashing algorithms. I want to create my own hash algorithm. I just want to do it.

Sir: Good, what is the difference between System Software and Application Software.

Me: Sir, system sofware is mainly based on OS and application sofware is client specific and it sometimes inculcates system software into it.

Sir: Ok. Do you know what is SOA ?

Me: Service Oriented Architecture ? No sir, but one my friends had told me its mainly about distributing jobs to different people. It’s like if you are asked to do a project by a client, you distribute parts of the project to some third-party developers. I’ll learn what it is. (Grinning!!)

Sir: Yes you will learn (said it with lots of affirmation in his voice). (Looks at my marks sheets). You seem to not like Logic Design.

Me: It’s pretty confusing subject sir, but i’m pretty good at boolean algebra.

Sir: Also, you scored less in data structures.

Me: Well sir, i knew i had done well but i dont know what went wrong. Next time wrote and score pretty well.

Sir: 61, that’s good.

Me: Thank you sir, after that exam i was admitted to the hospital. He he.

Sir: Ok tell me about shell programming.

Me: Unix Shell Programming ?? (This is where i dig my own grave. Classes are provided with/without request )

Sir: Oh good you know that, tell me about it.

Me: Ok. it is mainly an interface between user and kernel and hardware. (I was doing all kinds of gestures and drawings in air with my hands, and he observed it.)

Sir: You seem to remember the structure, please draw it.

Me: Ah!! ok sir. (I drew some figure, forgot where the shell is situated and my grave got deeper and the Mid-Atlantic Ridge).

Sir: Arey, Shell kaha hain ??

Me: Ok. Now i am confused.

Sir: Ok. Tell me any new technologies you know about. Don’t tell me java and .net, some other you know about.

Me: Python is coming along in a big way.

Sir: Not in programming, in the software side.

Me: ……..

Sir: Ok for example billing, banking etc.

Me: Oh ok. ICICI banking software, the IBM project i worked on. All those the busizness appplicatoins.

Sir: Ok. Now you are in a team and you team has been given a project to complete. Your friend and you have conflicting ideas. How will solve this issue ?

Me: I’ll talk about the pros and cons of both the ideas and then let the team decide. Just now i mentioned about my IBM project sir. There my main role was to take of database security. I was asked to implement a security algorithm which would not consume time. The fastest algorithm that flashed to me was MD5. It does not require any keys for encryption and decryption. I applied it showed it to the company. Before the project was successfully deployed i had to start of my college project, so don’t what they did. (Grinning).

Sir: Ok. Puneeth thank you for time.

Me: Its not my time sir, its yours. Thank you for this oppurtunity.

I came out with my chin touching my throat. I looked at Pai and just shook my head in disgust and took my bag. By then Arun had returned with my sheet. He shook his and my worst fears were confirmed. I walked towards him to re-assure myself of the situation. He gave me big smile and said “Maga you got through, wait for the HR lady to talk to you. Yavaga treatu ??” I just hugged my and almost danced in ecstasy.

Then came the wait for the HR lady. In the meantime i talked to Venky about his job and what he was doing. He said he was working on device drivers and told me about open source technologies like CVS, Mercurial etc. I got a call from Pai and he was not placed . I told him chill out you still got TCS. After that i went into a room with some other selected candidates. Around 20 of us were in that room. The HR lady came in and called the final list of students who were selected. Manoj and 12 including me were selected. Manoj asked about CTC and she told us about the package of 2.76 lakhs and an extra of 27000 would be added later. During her talk i got a message of Pai. He wanted to go home. I asked to wait until talk was finished about background check, CTC and training. We were to be put anywhere across India for training and the confirmation e-mail would come 2 weeks before the joining date.

After she congratulated us, we left. Manoj, Pai and his friend and me talked for couple of minutes. A guy asked from the parking lot asked us if his GD had started. Pai asked what was his reporting time. The dude said it was 2. Pai said it hasn’t started yet, wait in the auditorium gesturing towards it.

We left and Manoj went to a xerox shop. He had to submit a couple of documents to Accenture on that day. Pai and me took the ring road to our place. Both of wanted to eat, and asked if he wanted to stop at Coffee Day. He said dude i want to hog. That was a go signal for me. We went to New Shanti Sagar in Malleshwaram. We ordered for South Indian thali, and the reply we got was “No thali after 3 PM”. Well we ordered jeera rice, set dosa, 2 nuts ice-cream and 1/2 hot-sweet mushroom soup. We ate in a mixed order. Simultaneously talking to parents, messaging friends and looking @ 2 gals in the next table .

After that we took leave of each other.

As of now I’m waiting for confirmation e-mail.

Hope you enjoyed this looooooooong description.

Thanks for your help Pai.

Its about time somebody takes a stand for the potatoes. Too many misconceptions has left the future of potatoes in a cliffhanger. So i being an avid foodie would like to take a stand for the awesome potatoes.

The ‘health conscious’ people have destroyed the image of the nutritional potatoes to the core. The foremost of the myths being potatoes are ‘fatty’, which is completely wrong, until you know how to harvest its nutritional value.

First, the potatoes are totally versatile, just like Aamir Khan, you can consider it a vegetable or a cereal. It contains so much starch that it can be considered a cereal. But coz of the popular demand it’s been known as vegetable since dawn of time.

This dude potato’s got some totally cool stuff in its skin. You get some superb vitamins like C and B (and its family), carbs, potassium, iron, anti-oxidants and lots of fibres.

Don’t complain the potato when you use it in recipes that contains heavy fat and salt. So better use it with recipes that contain less amount of the previously mentioned stuff.  Also potatoes give a load of fuel as carbs, so my advice is to have a boiled potato everyday.

As we all potato is the king of vegetables. Hail King Potato . Potato says, “Yeah baby i’m the King of the Kitchen”. You can use it in any recipe u want. Its used in salads, curries, sambhars, parotha stuffings, soups and roasts. Its very easy to prepare anything with potatoes, a quick roast or grill will make a good evening snack to munch on. YUMMY aint it ?

Potato chips are very famous around the world and may be across the universe, since i believe in the existence of ET’s .  Some small kaka angadies have become world leaders in potato chips just by making small changes in their recipes and the way they market it. Even then humble potato does not ask for any kind of awards. JUST WOW!!!. You can munch on it anytime you want, when ur bored, happy, angry, frustrated or when ur spouses or “very special” person has taken a good part of ur brain for a ride. A very good passtime. I LOVE YOU POTATO. Ok, thats enough for now, lets get back to making chips. First, u gotta get the right shape size and the way of frying. Anything in excess can send the potato into a frenzy and upset ur health. Believe me, i’ve been through it. Ok, first slice potatos thick and straight, just like wickets in cricket. Better bake them than deep fry them to give it a ‘color’, unless u wanna find urself coloring.. lets leave for the imagnation of the reader. Even if u wanna fry it, get a medium fry with good quality oil, and drain the oil any way u prefer.  When serving plz make sure u dont add salt, it makes the skin dry making it look like a person who just finished a race across the desert. Better add stuff like herbs, u get more color and tang. Totally Yummy!!

Happy Potato Cooking to the reader

All the above written facts r true and backed by science. Don’t ask me any links since i googled about this myself and read from newspapers.

Hmmm.. how do i start. As i started to write this post “walk away” starts playing on my winamp. Co-incidence or fate, the first few words say “As this masquerade is finally over….”, i start to get nostalgic.

When i took my first steps into my engineering so many things changed. People, subjects (as though it mattered ), teachers, the whole environment where i would next spend my 4 years of education. I thought i could turn my back on these things and just concentrate on what i was here for “EXCEL IN THE FIELD OF COMPUTER SCIENCE AND ENGINEERING”. The first couple of months went really well without any glitch in my concentration.

Things got a little more interesting when i first started squash on the stage with the other guys. Well i can proudly say i was o.k at it. Then came the exams and i did well. FCD, well thats something as elusive as the black hole to the naked eye.  Second semester started off in all its splendor, superb trigonometric and calculus problems, ‘C’ programming, i thought “i was in baby”, buy my glory as budding programmer was short-lived as i found myself in the fathomless black ocean of pointers and address variables, occasionally destroying my memory locations. But thats o.k i was good at math .

The turning point in my engg life came when i was invited to join a “friendly” game of football. I play primarily defence (pretty good at it ). The friendly game of football soon turned out a routine thing after college hours till the buses left. First we guys played on the surface where we now have the “famous RNSIT gundi”, if used properly can be used to harvest rain water which i think is still a dream. I play a little rough and thoroughly agree with anybody who says i’m aggressive. Well sometimes you gotta be aggressive, play on the minds on attacker, u know psychological advantage, he he. Anyways criticism always came and i was at the receiving end, no matter whether i saved a goal or tried saving it. No one bothered and as always i continued my nonchalant ways of resolutely defending my net. Much of the criticism i received was because of my leg lifting maneuvers. All ballet dancers would be going green if they saw me playing football . I used to get very very angry, only on the field, outside the field its a different thing.

I better not elaborate about my 2nd year, except saying that it was kinda fine.

3rd year was completely a ruckus with me having no idea what so ever. That was the year when my torrent downloads started, which is another long story . Anyways, we were in for a pleasant shock when MPS and me  had to design a lexical analyser for linux platform. First we started out writing all the characters that our brains could assimilate, then came the key words and other random stuff which were added later. It took us approx. 2 weeks to complete it. Thanks to some very important help on the code by our friend basha we did get it to run on linux. It ran totally awesome till the previous day of the exam. Precisely on the day of practical exam it didn’t work. 2 weeks of churning our heads and this, man that was bad. Also the external accused us of stealing the code. MPS was furious, i had never seen his face like that, the always cheerful MPS was blazing, still he managed to keep himself calm and composed. That’s MPS, never lets his anger spoil the day (even though that day was total disaster) and he seldom get angry. You guys might be thinking why i did not fly into rage, well MPS was the brain and i was the brawn. Its always the brain thats takes the beating, not the brawn, that’s my view. If the reader has any contradictory views please leave a comment. 6th semester project was the funniest of all. Again MPS and me created our own header files to make the project run. Before that i had already started off with the GUI leaving MPS in the dark. I’m sorry dude. Without you our project was no where close to where it is right now. Anyways, it worked very well, with some minor glitches, we are not Gosling or Ritchie right. Luck went totally bad for MPS again as our project did not execute properly on his computer while it worked like a charm on mine. Again the brain took the beating and brawn went unscathed. I still feel sorry for MPS.

But we had our own share of fun. Trekking to rocky hill behind our college, climbing up the sides of the NICE road bridge etc. One fall and the end of our life. The risks were worth it. 3 weeks of fun and programming, the unforgettable experience.

7th semester was just a rush, with so many of the footballing gang going into total frenzy over GRE. It was fun watching them rack their brains over english words. BOY THOSE ARE TOUGH. Believe it. Most of them came out with superb scores, with my class averaging around 1150. That’s good right ??? .

8th semester was a total nasty business for me. I got project from IBM. On my first review it was unanimously rejected by the panel. Reason : The project is completely DB project, we cannot allow CS student to do any project which is completely based on DB. I was PISSED. Since i was committed to IBM project for 4 months till April. (Those IBM fellas dint gimme a paisa for my share of hardwork. Kall nan maklu duddu kodade puksaate kelsa maaduskondru.) I had to think of another project that could possibly catch the eyes of the panel.  Not a surprise, i came up with none. Well i was finally relieved to find Dr. RS was my guide. I thought the ray of hope had not disappeared into a super-massive black hole. He guided me through the initial stages of the project and its requirements and i was delighted. Mr. KH helped a lot in completely designing the blue-print of my project, from where i could launch myself into the heart of the project. It was a painstaking task to work alone and code 3800 lines of code. But the hardwork was worth it. I found myself beaming on the day of the finals. Except some minor problems everything went fine and i got 241/250. Now i don’t have to lose sleep over any project

In these 4 years of playing football the main strike came just after my theory exams, lateral ligaments and muscles in my right foot got pretty severly cramped in a particular aggressive tackling to save the goal. Thanks to some initial help by basha (got me some ice pack) and a good load of help by vik and venky, and driver uncle (collectively dropped me home), i could walk after 2 days. Thanks again dudes and uncle. But its fine now. Till today i am happy that i played  bellicose football, but never hurt anybody in a very bad way.

As i break from nostalgia,  “whispers in the dark…” is playing on winamp. And adios to MPS, Basha, Z-Man, Chopper and Topper. Have a nice time in the US ppl.

Hello to everyone at WordPress.

After trying out couple of other blog sites i found this to be interesting. So i’m here to give it a shot.

Please feel free to review my posts. Sometimes they may be good n many a times truly “out“standing. So please let me know about it.

Thank You.

Puneeth Bharadwaj