me , myself...

this blog is dedicated to Kadambari Iyer (whom i dont even know or for whom i dont even exist) i happened to see her blog and got highly inspired to write on for my own.. thank u kadambari iyer. wait wait.. i said inspired.. i didnt copy.. the below content is all mine.. i just needed some inspiration thats it.. now u can carry on.. go go goo...





That was a friday morning , the date was feb 17th (god why was that 3 day delay , huh?) and the year was 1978 and the time was 09.32 a.m (i had to know this as they have already started searching for mah prey.. ya ya.. a girl only) .. the world was destined to see the most funniest , craziest and what not guy , thats when i was born. by now you must have come to know that i am a good story teller.. this habit of mine started from my school days..ever since i started telling stories to my mom why i was late from school . ok my name is ramana.. sadhu naga venkata ramana.. girls call me ram.. i still dont know why they prefer calling me that way.. seriously.. baki sab call me ramanNa.. ya with one N more.. no one but my parents and few friends got it right.. ( i have to be very careful and see to that i dont write anything like kadambari ) i was born introvert .. i was a very shy guy in my school days.. i would talk only to few guys and girls a strictly no.. after my 12th i started working and i realised how introvert i was and it wasnt helping me to get ahead in life.. thats when i started speaking my heart out.. i started talking talking and talking and people loved it and they still love when i talk.. i sometimes talk nonsense but that too in a way that people dont realise that i am talking nonsense.. maybe i talk to people only who are interested.. normally when u look at me i might seem as a serious guy but i am not.. i am full of fun .. i later realised that happiness is not in keeping youself happy but in making others happy..

to understand what is pain.. one should go through it.. and i had been through hell and i am still into it.. and thats why i make it a point that i dont hurt others.. intentionally or unintentionally..
the main reason for ur pain is ur heart.. love.. god has made only two mistakes in his life.. one is to create human with this fragile heart.. and two is teaching it to fall in love..


i was basically a tough guy , who didn't have sentiments , who was very practical.. but things changed and i became exactly the opposite. .maybe god wanted me to go through this pain so that i can understand others pain and help them get out of it.. yes i do counselling for lot of my friends and i can say that they are out of that pain.. i still wonder when i could get my friends out of this pain.. why am i not able to come out of it.. still a million dollar question to me.. some people say that i am happy living with this pain.. somesay that i dont wanna come out of it.. i say.. i am like this..

forget that.. lets talk something else.. about me , myself..
i am a self made person.. i started working from the age of 16 and my first job was as a typist. i worked as a typist for one and a half year and got promoted to marketing executive in the same firm.. resigned for some personal reasons.. and did some part time jobs.. joined in to media as a trainee editor.. joined AVM Studios as assistant editor for linear editing.. got promoted as editor for non-linear editing.. did two serials.. attended an interview for a job placed in mumbai for films - post production.. and its almost three years since i am here..

i live in a world where dreams wont come true but i still live in it.. whatever i dreamt has never come true.. and things i never dreamt of seem to be happening.. i never dreamt of buying a house in mumbai.. but it happend.. now i am a proud owner of 1bhk flat in mumbai.. it might not sound as a big deal .. but it is for me.. my parents are proud about this..

i like blue colour and black.. i like to wear jeans and t's .. i work in an industry where u dont need to wear formal..so anything would do.. i love to drink tea at a road side shop rather than in a coffe shop.. i hate going to coffe shops or five star restaurants.. i somehow feel that i dont belong to those places.. i feel so aqward.. huh.. i love to walk in the rains.. i like music.. there is some song going on in my laptop or i will be humming some song.. i love to drive my bike.. bajaj pulsar black.. i sleep late in the nights.. around 2 or 3 .. i get up late.. i work hard.. to the extent that i dont feel like having my lunch or dinner due to the hectic deadlines.. i love food.. but at the same time i eat only when i am happy.. or normal.. i dont eat when i am low.. i eat little when i am eating alone..


I dont look what I am.. I am not what I look.. WHO AM I?

this is me.. myself..