What it means to be a Talkative – Dumb?

When I sat back with this Sweet Scribbling pad and my pen, I was thinking what I am going to scribble here. At that instant this title struck me. Simply, it is going to be a soliloquy of my life by myself in a short talk. As this pad is going to peep into a lot more scenes from the drama called my life, here is a small handshake regarding who I am. Life has shown two beautiful places on earth – My school Cambridge and college SSNCE (Scenes happened out there in future posts). The two places which groomed me to what I am now. Now a part of Cognizant, another special one appended to the list. I am a guy who takes lots of pride out of my own life whatever way it twists. Love to live life as it is, could excavate a positive point out of the remotest point in earth. Very sensitive. Quite sincere.

To talk is to breathe. That’s me. I am a damn talkative guy. I am sure that I could keep a place aloud and vibrant always. If I sit back and think where all this started, it was on a June when I came into this earth crying out loud. Future foresaw things that this guy is going to talk for his lifetime and gave a head start straight away. I started to talk a lot when I was less than a year old. I started to count from 1 to 10 when I completed one year old (Information Courtesy – My dear Mom), then after I never stopped. Oration and Seminars kept my voice busy in school. Friends and relatives kept the tempo ahead.

College too helped to maintain this form. But as we know, the only thing that never changes in this universe is changes. A transition was waiting for me as well. It was the dawn of our Dumb – Charades team. Bus journey in SSN provides you lot of time to do something different (Minimum 2 hours a day). We chose to stay dumb. We formed a dumb charades team comprising of me, Raven (Fellow writer in this blog) and Vinod with the invincible support of our bus mates (Have bugged them a lot during our practice sessions in bus). Initially we started this as a time-killer with Tamil movies. One day a senior said why don’t you try participating in an inter-collegiate symposium. There it all started. In the last two years of our college we formed our own dynasty in dumb-charades among Chennai Engineering colleges and ruled as one of the emperors of the time. Today though my fingers code for softwares, the codes I mimed and the words I guessed gives me more pride.

Even now I could keep the place vibrant with my talks, but also I could speak aloud with my actions. A perfect blend makes me a TALKATIVE – DUMB

- Auric Photon