open sesame..

my eventual first post.. tried doing this post lots of times, but it just dint work out..
anyway, it actually has been some time since wrote something useful and interesting, if i remember right, must have been my 12th boards, so an year after coming to NIT Calicut, I thought about blogging. But I guess it was only last year that I actually started a blogger account and thought of a name, yup, wonder years, although I'm now wondering if thought of that name for my years at college or my childhood days..

Talking about wonder years the series, man, once it was one of my favourites, my brother and I used to watch it regularly.. fans..(ps: we even used to watch The Bold and the Beautiful, those days, ya.. that jobless and mom wasn't around either).. anyhow we have grown and had our own wonder years, things that have actually shaped us, changed our view of the world..
my childhood, I'm sure none of the readers of this blog will want to know about it but I care not, I'll still tell you, that way, I can read this entry and think..

My earliest memories are in Tiruvalla, a town near Kottayam in kerala for the people of the web, in our rented house there. I distinctly remember getting hit by an Auto rickshaw, ya an auto, three years old then, nay, nothing happened, luckily the driver was sharp minded fellow, who later scolded my mom. But what could she do, I had snatched the money from her hands to get groceries for her from across the road..then I remember lots of mango trees, swinging on some of them eating ripe mangoes, with cousins..

hmmn.. memories are indeed funny, they evade us at exams but come easily at other times, I hardly understand my humble brain.Enough of this for now, but I leave you on this note, life would certainly not be worth living had it not been for those memories and it certainly would have been tough living without our ability to forget the past..