ankitham

its a long time now since ive written my first post on a long hot summer night when evryone was in the midst of a very good sleep. as soon as i finished that one i pinged one person and asked him to read about it.. now today i sit in this office wanting to write something and always when i want to write someting about someone agen and agen the only one that comes to my mind is him... i started off with him and would it be correct to write about him again?? is it that i dont have anyone else to write on?? is it that i dont have any other friends or say great freinds?? is it that i cant write on anyone else?? because when ever i think of riting my mind still wants to write more and more on him and why id that??

it is that i extremely enjoy when i write about him and writing about him takes me down a memory lane where i live and pass very comfortably.. writing about him makes me feel so excited that my rusty brain starts picking up pace and words seeem to flow automatically... and the thought itself of writing about him gives enuf pressure to the adrenalin inside me and makes it flow vigorously... and so here i am writing about the most amazing person one can ever come across .. a man of words (actions dont matter if ur words are so powerful).. the joshh machine.. the ever lively loverboy(no comments).. presenting my second post and its Protagonist Akil Karthik


now a boy like him can do anything and everything.. this was not what i believed few years ago when i was a kid... tejo ganesh(doddi ganesh) akil karthik and me ( called doddiraj by akil) had some amazing fun in school.. superb incidents which i even laugh today were the ones which involved noel sir and akil... noel sir would get gaalis from akil on the pretext of talking in telgu with noel sir.. the way he would pronounce those gaalis without noel sir understandin them was amazing... i remember the day he openly challenged Sridevi teacher on something inmaths.. boyy u need guts for that.. the day in 5th class when he won the maggi quiz in which even i was one of the participant.. i was so jealous that day that i didnt win but anyhow that coveted encyclopedia he received that day is still with me..the day he fell down and the after and before effects.. some very naughty incidents all are super fresh in my mind.. especially the way he used to run and play football(hahaha).. super... so many so many incidents and fun together... so many laughters together.. so many excuses for not coming out especially becoz of his sharmas.. so many jokes and gossips on sinu sir at sharma nd not to forget that nagalaxmi or someone his frnd at that place...


so many of such... but that days we knew about his sense of humor but not his writing skill .. use of that humor in language.. use of that little mind to write some of the biggest and complicated thing... and more importantly when he write she uses more of his heart than his mind... thats y i like to write about him may becoz he is more of a man of heart rather than mind like most of his critics (our critics)... one thing he is not afraid of criticism at all and the more his critics propell him a=the more the chances of them digging thier own grave.. had so much fun offlate facebooking and it has become that way just because of him.. may be i was an akil addict on facebook rather than a facebook addict... and few lines he uses few of his posts am sure for sure would be some of the best ever written in the history if publicized enuf.. truly amazing.. if a man can write think and analyze to that extent he is called a super human being and he is one... recalling "under achievers" may be even after 50 years down the line when we would be recalling our younger days and would surely talk about "under achievers' am sure whatever akil would have achieved by then even if he is a nobel laurette may be still i would call him an underachiever.. he is always an underachiever irrespective of whatever he achieves because so are my expectation son him which never die...


its been a long time since we had those kind of private chats which would charge me up and for sure if there is a reason i miss hyderabad he is one of them... even if i dont talk to him evryday or even once ina month even if i cannot meet him even when i visit hyd even if whatever he is always there in the preferrence list and my mind still tries tobe inhis shoes before deciding on anything... may be if there is some one i admire so much for intellectual profoundness filled with enough flavuor for other things too u know the obvious answer..


and finally on an ending note sending a strong note to the ones at stake... better dont be late friends and miss out on him.. u never know the value of the train u are about to board with a reserved ticket until its there on the platform waiting for you... but once it departs and u still are left on the platform u are the most foolish on the planet.. there might be alternatives but u lost out on the best foolishly... may be u will wait for another train and travel in another mode totally but The journey with akil Express will be like the palace on wheels ... its matchless fasthest and most reliable.


P.S. i havent edited a single line or even a single word in writing this.. i havent even stopped for a minute .. there mite not be a proper structure to this like the previous.. i didnt even think a word before riting and am not thinking even 1 as i write... on whom else can i write so freely barring my family and on whom else can i write so lovingly... this is a dedication post.. not to him but to me... i dont know how quickly the third one will be coming...