This time I’m tagged by 3 people, namely Abhi chettan, Thomman, & Sriram. ๐Ÿ™‚ I profusely thank them for choosing me, for tags always come as respite for the topic and time-starved blogger!! And FYI, this tag was done ages ago.

This time, it’s all about the past, present, and future. All compressed into two questions each. ๐Ÿ˜€


My Oldest memories..

Ah, Good ol’ days with parents... I guess I used to enjoy my life to the fullest, back then. Life was uncomplicated. There wasย  nothing to worry, when your mom and dad would cater all my needs and look after their baby! Like Sriram, I remember toys! I too had tonnes of them, and I used to love this yellow-ambassador car, which was my favourite. ๐Ÿ˜€ I’d caused an exasperating tantarum when I lost it!

The most vivid memory of my childhood happens to be the funniest one too. ๐Ÿ˜€ This must have happened when I was about two years old and was of barely ‘walkable’ age. That fateful evening, I was playing with all my toys in the drawing room. I don’t remember properly, but it was a holiday mom and dad were home. They were elsewhere at that time, probably troubleshooting some odd recipe of dad’s! Dad has this habit ofย  cooking up (if you’ll pardon the pun) some ‘innovative’ recipes which eventually get trashed (puns galore!) by Mom. Anyways, the door of my house was wide open and I suddenly had a feeling to get out and explore the environs I’ve never seen till date! Gingerly, I crawled out to the verandah and got out.

Ever watched ‘Baby’s day out’? Funny movie right? What if you are the baby that goes out to the big bad world? I was doing just that. I don’t remember anything of this, but if parents are to be believed, two year old I opened the gate by myself and walked out (or rather, crawled out) into the street! Legend has it that a neighbour who ventured out for a stroll found good old me prowling around in all fours and safely returned me to Mom’s hands. I have a vague memory of getting beaten up black and blue that day!

Ten years Back:

That would be March 18th, 1999. I guess I was writing my Fifth Standard Annual examinations at Loyola. Ah, good old school days! Fifth was a magical year in my life. For the first time in my life, I inched closest to the top most rank. Sweet days of academic success. Days long gone… *Sigh*! The very next day my exams got over, we went for a trip to Ooty. Memories of the trip bring in pangs of nostalgia!


Your first thought in the morning

I didn’t sleep well last night – for, after a long time, I spent some quality time watching quality movies that lay unopened in my ‘Downloads’ folder, not forgeting to make efficient use of the 2-8 Unlimited Download gracefully gifted by the most benevolent BSNL Broadband. ๐Ÿ˜‰ After a quick cat-nap from 5 AM – 7.45 AM, I groggily woke up, with an alarm flashing in my mind. I had to switch off downloads! ๐Ÿ˜›

If you build a time capsule what would it contain?

Hmm… First, I’d raid my friend Arun‘s 1000 DVD strong Movie-TV series collection. Next, I’d go on a downloading spree and get the best of all music genres in the world and fill a hard disc. With all that done, I’d keep all my family photo collection, personal files, stuff I write every day, backups of my blog, my favourite books, et al into the ‘capsule’ and stash it away for eternity!


This year…

Thanks to sweet ol’ recession, I might be hunting for placements this time, next year. If I get through the holy grail of all MBA exams with a decent percentile (most unlikely!) I’d be doing a cross-country race across the country, attending B-School GD/PIs (hopefully a couple of them or more at IIMs). In any case, I’d be blogging away to my content, for sure!

What do you see yourself doing 14 years from now?

After 14 years, I’d be 34. In all probablity, I’d be half-bald! My ‘jataka’ speaks of me reaching ‘staggering heights’ (hopefully not on top of the coconut tree, if you will pardon the PJ). In that case, I might be married (happily, I hope) with two sweet children: A boy named Prasanth & a girl named Krishna. I’d be the CEO of the firm I founded and I’d be working from home… So all the time in the world for my family! ๐Ÿ™‚

I know it’s too late to tag, but I’m flinging the noose to Cris Chechi. Not tagging anyone else, cause they’re not goanna follow it anyway! ๐Ÿ˜›

By hari

A twenty-something support engineer, web developer, blogger and journalist who makes the web a better place for a living, at Automattic. Immensely passionate about WordPress! Also loves books, music, movies, and drinking hot cups of coffee on rainy evenings. Dreams of writing a book, someday.


  1. I am the first to comment here also ๐Ÿ˜€
    The tag was tagged long back (to me too)….but u filled it b4 me ๐Ÿ™

    My first thought in the morning is also to switch off the net, but its cut off time is 6 am…and i will be late by half hr always…

    top of the coconut tree? :-0 ๐Ÿ™ ๐Ÿ˜€

    2 yr old and still was crawling? When did u stand on ur own legs? ๐Ÿ˜‰

  2. LOL@ baby’s day out. :)) Thanks a lot for doing the tag. ๐Ÿ™‚ BTW, what happ to ur blog? 1 week b4 it was gone, then it came, then gone, some prob with the sever?

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