The Story of A Mystery Thief

This story happened a few years back. We were in college and hostel was fun. If I remember right, it was the exam season and there was hardly anyone left in hostel. Me, my roomies and our friend were the only people left in our wing.

There are four people in the room. Let’s call them A, B, C and myself D. It was almost 3’O clock in the morning. Me and A are sleeping on the bed near the window. B and C are sleeping on a bed on the floor.

A noise startled me. I was wide awake and alert in no time. Bad luck or not, the first thing I notice after waking up is our window. All I could see was a black figure outside the window. I mustered some courage and tried to wake up A. I whispered, “Wake up! There is someone near the window!”. She turned the other way and continued her sleep. Stupid if you ask me. My only hope was sound asleep. There was only one more idea in my arsenal. Scream. Scream out loud. But I was so scared, no sound came out of my throat. I was shocked to realize this screaming will not happen. :O

Silence. Silence was all I could hear. And the sound of the mystery figure trying to open the table drawer. I decided. It should not be delayed. I then did the only thing I could do. I took the blanket and put it over my head pretending I haven’t heard anything, I don’t know anything.

At last, he was gone. He couldn’t find anything in the drawer other than some old notebooks. Stupid guy!

I got up and woke everyone up. I told everyone that there was a thief and he was trying to open the table. The responses I got was:

B: “Don’t be scared! That was only a dream.”

A: “I’ve told you not to watch those creepy movies of yours at night. Go and sleep.”

D: “I’m telling the truth. Believe me! This was not a dream!”

B: “Don’t worry. I’m here. There there” * Started singing *

A: “You stop crying. And go to sleep.”

D: “Look there.”    * Points to the table. *

They saw it and they startled seeing the open table. I was happy in a way. And I was felicitated for the courage I showed in fighting off a dangerous thief. 😀

It is still a mystery who that guy was and what he wanted from our room. What can someone expect from the cupboard of a college student!


2017 in Books

2017 is a milestone for the book lover in me. I think I have the read the most number of books this year. I am trying to take a list of books I read in 2017. Not in any particular order.

  1. Dongri To Dubai : Six Decades of The Mumbai Mafia – S. Hussain Zaidi
  2. Around India in 80 Trains – Monisha Rajesh
  3. The Accidental Prime Minister – Sanjaya Baru
  4. India After Gandhi : The History of the World’s Largest Democracy – Ramachandra Guha
  5. Makers of Modern India – Ramachandra Guha
  6. Ivory Throne – Manu S Pillai
  7. I Do What I Do – Raghuram G Rajan
  8. India: From Midnight to the Millennium and Beyond – Shashi Tharoor
  9. The Great Indian Novel – Shashi Tharoor
  10. An Era of Darkness : The British Empire in India – Shashi Tharoor
  11. Our Moon Has Blood Clots – Rahul Pandita
  12. Hello, Bastar – The Untold Story of India’s Maoist Movement – Rahul Pandita
  13. The Last Mughal: The Fall of a Dynasty: Delhi, 1857 – William Dalrymple
  14. Kanthapura – Raja Rao
  15. Pather Panchali – Bibhutibhushan Bandopadhyay
  16. The Ground Beneath Her Feet – Salman Rushdie
  17. Shame – Salman Rushdie
  18. Train to Pakistan – Khushwant Singh
  19. Delhi – Khushwant Singh
  20. A Town Called Dehra – Ruskin Bond
  21. Falling in Love Again – Ruskin Bond
  22. The Adventures of Rusty – Ruskin Bond
  23. Crazy Times With Uncle Ken – Ruskin Bond
  24. The Night Train at Deoli and Other Stories – Ruskin Bond
  25. The BFG – Roald Dahl
  26. Matilda – Roald Dahl
  27. Man-Eaters of Kumaon – Jim Korbett
  28. The Man-Eating Leopard of Rudraprayag – Jim Korbett
  29. The Sialkot Saga – Ashwin Sanghi
  30. The Krishna Key – Ashwin Sanghi
  31. The Ministry of Utmost Happiness – Arundhati Roy
  32. The God of Small Things – Arundhati Roy
  33. Origin – Dan Brown
  34. Sita: Warrior of Mithila – Amish
  35. Daughters of Shame – Jasvinder Sanghera
  36. Asura: Tale of the Vanquished – Anand Neelakandan
  37. The Kite Runner – Khaled Hosseini
  38. And The Mountains Echoed – Khaled Hosseini
  39. Lajja – Taslima Nasrin
  40. The Lowland – Jhumpa Lahiri
  41. Namesake – Jhumpa Lahiri
  42. Untouchable – Mulk Raj Anand
  43. And Then There Were None – Agatha Christie
  44. Murder of Roger Ackroyd – Agatha Christie
  45. ABC Murders – Agatha Christie
  46. Micromegas – Voltaire
  47. The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy – Douglas Adams
  48. Cosmos – Carl Sagan
  49. Contact – Carl Sagan
  50. The God Delusion – Richard Dawkins
  51. Sapiens: A Brief History of Mankind – Yuval Noah Harari
  52. Animal Farm – George Orwell
  53. The Hound of Baskervilles – Arthur Conan Doyle
  54. A Study in Scarlet – Arthur Conan Doyle
  55. Water For Elephants – Sara Gruen
  56. Norwegian Wood – Haruki Murakami
  57. 1Q84 – Haruki Murakami
  58. Sputnik Sweetheart – Haruki Murakami
  59. Kafka on The Shore – Haruki Murakami
  60. അസുരവിത്ത് – M T വാസുദേവൻ നായർ
  61. മഞ്ഞ് – M T വാസുദേവൻ നായർ
  62. രണ്ടാമൂഴം – M T വാസുദേവൻ നായർ
  63. ആത്മകഥ – Philipose Mar Chrysostom
  64. നൂറു സിംഹാസനങ്ങൾ – ജയമോഹൻ
  65. മഞ്ഞവെയിൽ മരണങ്ങൾ – ബെന്യാമിൻ
  66. കുട നന്നാക്കുന്ന ചോയി – M മുകുന്ദൻ
  67. നൃത്തം ചെയ്യുന്ന കുടകൾ – M മുകുന്ദൻ
  68. പ്രവാസം – M മുകുന്ദൻ
  69. ദൽഹി ഗാഥകൾ – M മുകുന്ദൻ
  70. പ്രേമലേഖനം – വൈക്കം മുഹമ്മദ് ബഷീർ
  71. ബാല്യകാലസഖി – വൈക്കം മുഹമ്മദ് ബഷീർ
  72. ന്റുപ്പൂപ്പാക്കൊരാനേണ്ടാർന്ന് – വൈക്കം മുഹമ്മദ് ബഷീർ
  73. മാന്ത്രികപ്പൂച്ച – വൈക്കം മുഹമ്മദ് ബഷീർ
  74. ലന്തൻബത്തേരിയിലെ ലുത്തിനിയകൾ – N S മാധവൻ
  75. ചന്ദനമരങ്ങൾ – മാധവിക്കുട്ടി
  76. എന്റെ കഥ – മാധവിക്കുട്ടി
  77. മരുഭൂമികൾ ഉണ്ടാകുന്നത് – ആനന്ദ്
  78. ഒരു സങ്കീർത്തനം പോലെ – പെരുമ്പടവം ശ്രീധരൻ
  79. ആലിയ – സേതു
  80. പാണ്ഡവപുരം – സേതു
  81. ആലാഹയുടെ പെണ്മക്കൾ – സാറാ ജോസഫ്
  82. യക്ഷി – മലയാറ്റൂർ 
  83. ഗുരുസാഗരം – O V വിജയൻ
  84. തമോവേദം – രാജീവ് ശിവശങ്കർ
  85. Harry Potter and The Philosopher’s Stone
  86. Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets
  87. Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban
  88. Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire
  89. Harry Potter and The Order of Phoenix
  90. Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince
  91. Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows

As a Potterhead, couldn’t exclude the Harry Potter books which I’ve re-read umpteen number of times. 🙂

The Friends!

As it is the fever season, I was also unfortunate enough to catch a pretty bad one. I was devastated, being away from home and getting sick is not the best combination. But this scenario made my friends realise how much we miss each other and we all connected over a Skype call which was long due.

Being in 4 different cities and one not even in the same country, it is hard for us to catch up. Because of probably this, all of us will be pretty excited and emotional whenever we do this. Being there for each other in every difficult time, even in the darkest of times, we try hard to never lose this connection. The people who will care for you even when you are not in your best, will always be there for you.

As usual, I am drifting off from what I really wanted to talk about. As I was saying, me and my friends were talking and we were talking about our college days. And as for most of you, we have a number of funny incidents, from hiding from teacher in toilet with 2 each in a stall to booing the girls from another college who insulted our friends in front of our teachers. The four of us are very much different, not a similarity, except for the fact that each of us have a crazy twist to us. Rebellious and not ready to mug up, we were not exactly the favourites of so called teachers.

I actually never thought we will hold on to the friendship. I hated the college and everything about it. I used to count down the days so that I can get out of the college. If I got a chance, I would’ve even nuked the wretched place. As for our group, we became friends after the initial few years of college. One was a genius, one the girliest girl you’ll ever meet, one enthusiast about doing everything which is forbidden and the last one protecting the other three from the messes they end up with.

The last time we actually met was back in 2014, on the wedding day of one of us. When another’s wedding came, everyone except me missed it. I was given the huge responsibility of broadcasting everything live to the two. It was like giving commentary for Nehru Trophy Boat Race, funny and everybody there was looking at me like I’ve gone mad, talking into front cam of a phone, in front of Guruvayur temple.

This year, I decided to surprise the genius on her birthday. Her husband is as crazy as us, teamed up with me and I ended up hiding in their car for three long hours to make a grand entry with a birthday cake and her favourite sparkling wine. 😀 You should’ve seen her face. It was very satisfying and we turned the happy place into a pool of happy tears. And when it was time for me to leave, we hugged and cried and became the centre of attraction of people in the bus station. Even her baby daughter was laughing at us.

The point is, even though we fight, we yell, we hit and we bite, we’ll always stay best of friends. We will always stay close knit as we are now. And after we die, we’ll become ghost friends and scare the shit out of people. 😉

My Weird Dreams

I am known for my weird dreams in my friend circle. From school days, to college, to today, the weirdest dreams come to me. I only have vague memories of those from my childhood, but mostly they included me and my friends interacting with the characters who are figments of my imagination, or with my favourite cartoon characters.

When we were kids, me, my brother Appu and our cousin Ammu used to watch Pogo channel too much. We were fans of Tiny TV which came as an assortment of different shows like Make Way for Noddy, Oswald, Kipper, Pingu, Bob the Builder etc. I distinctly remember one dream from those days maybe because of the panic it caused for my family. One day, the three of were watching TV and we got sucked into Oswald’s world where everything is very interesting, with talking dinosaurs and snowman and all. We started searching for Oswald and found him and his dog. We were taking a walk in the park and I had a big umbrella open in my hands. A wind caught me and I started flying. It took me higher and higher, got me out of atmosphere and I started choking. I woke up struggling for breath and everyone got really scared. 😀 Oops!

Being a Potterhead, it is impossible to not have a dream including them considering all my weird dreams. We had a 5 day camp at college and me and my friends stacked up in the same room and I was in spotlight next day in our class. In this particular dream, I, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley went looking for Lord Voldemort, more like a hunting party with all weapons and all ;). We were planning to capture Voldemort using a net, as if Voldemort was a fish :D. The highlight was, all these people were talking fluent Malayalam. And the location was near the toll in Kochi. I don’t even know why that place came up since I was not familiar with Kochi then. I just had to wake up and tell my friends about it, my fate was sealed!

I think these dreams come to me when I’m scared, lonely or when I’m sad. Nowadays, my dreams scare me which gives me panic attacks. I’ll be scared to death. And I don’t have anybody to reach out.

I have anxiety disorder, which makes me a aquaphobic. I’m scared to go under water. Even though born to someone from a place surrounded with water, this is peculiar. Every day, I’m having this dream of me going under water and drowning. I wake up thinking I’m dead. If death is that easy, I may not hesitate.


After a long time..!!

Writing is something which gave me peace of mind when I was going through the darkest times in my life. This sentence itself shows how rusty my ability to write has become. I had been trying to restart writing, share my weird, crazy experiences.

These days, I’m literally on my own, away from family and friends, away from home and the place I consider my home, lost for my own good. Fortunately or unfortunately, I got a chance to think about myself, my life. That made me realize how far I’m from people who I considered my own. Schoolmates, college-mates, classmates, I had a limited number of people whom I always held close. It’s almost 5 years and literally we are all 10 years apart.

Maybe I’ll share some of our stories here. Maybe being a Potterhead, I’ll talk about how obsessed I am with Harry Potter books. Or maybe I’ll talk about the books I’ve read recently.

Anyways, you are welcome to my small, sometimes crazy, sometimes stupid world!

Thank you for sticking with me through all this mindless blabbers! 😀