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Our world changed in September 1984
When we joined medicine, what sounded like folklore?
For several days, we had burnt the midnight Oil
There was no way anyone could let our hopes foil
Our 2 year long struggle had eventually paid fruit
We were the first entrance exam batch to recruit
Cos, we had come out successful after a stiff competition to take
Now all we had was a bright career to make
It was a daunting prospect in our new found role
To become a good Doctor was our one and only goal
We saw each other for the first time at our Dean’s Cabin
Little did we know of each other’s Origin?
We gathered together at our beloved College
Only to find that Ragging was in rampage
Seniors made us all dance to their tune
We only hoped that it would be our turn soon
It all started with Anatomy and dissection
For the exams Nagaiah had provided us with our special selection
2 hours of dissection in the morning, we couldn’t take any more
By the end of it, our hands were really sore
Chaurasia or Gray, a difficult decision to make?
For Krishnakumar, Gray was a Piece of Cake
We then had physiology lecture to attend
Wherein all we could do was to pretend
Our attendance was usually through proxy
One could usually find us in a pub near Roxy
Biochemistry session was next on the card
Harper or Ambika Shanmugam, which one to discard?
NCC marching classes was to our dismay and disbelief
Jeevan’s Lemonade and Cigarette was a sea of relief
Pharmac, Patho and micro in the next year and a half
Even our teachers joined us for the good fun and laugh
For our clinical postings, we were scattered all over the place
It was in cinemas, pubs and hostel that some of us found solace
Trips, to kodai, ooty, goa and Kerala was so full of fun
It was at kodai that Naga went out for a naked run
In Kodai, we tracked down the man with the monkey
Whose veggie puffs made some of us very kinky
In Londa, we tasted our first Arrack
Which made our Senthil go really beserk?
We soon ran out of our pocket money
And we had to manage with only a few bottles of Fenny
Broken, we requested Dr.Jayalakshmi for a grant
Only to get further drunk and start to rant
And then there was this sad tale of Rakhi
That made all the boys very shaky
We also found a new hero on the train
Whose hands came out like the fork of a crane
To hold and save the damsel in pain
Only to find out the next day, all his efforts were in vain
In Kanyakumari, we were blessed with Nagananda’s Rocks
This sprung out like a Jack in the box
We had an exclusive mixture of class mates
Who amused us all with their talents and tastes
Who cannot recall Pasupathi who scored a century
Seeking match with every girl he met, except for the ones in the mortuary
How can we forget our man with tache
With Ramji sir around, it was always a drunken bash
Sadly he was laid to rest
But for us, he will always be the best
Monthly tests in our college days was always a riot
With the books dropping off our laps, the room was never quiet
When we didn’t know the answer we relied on the book
Pratap amazed us with his far sighted look
Let us not forget the great canteen gang
When they entered the scene, it was always loud big bang
I happen to be married to one
Washing up dishes is still full of fun
Exams were a killer, we lost friends on the way
Yet we found a way to help them for the exams in May
When final year came, things had to get serious
There was no room for us to remain nefarious
Davidson, Love and Mudaliar helped us achieve a good grade
To hold our heads high on the graduation day parade
Internship year provided us with lots of experience
The abundance of which gave us lot of confidence
Our success in the strike was a nail on the head
Unity and resilience we showed, so much to be said
We parted company in 1989
Only to be meeting again in 2009
20 years have passed since we graduated
Though scattered we still remain united
Let us remember Ramji and Seethalakshmi, whose souls have departed
At ReminisCE 2009, we all feel heavy hearted
We thank the organisers who toiled to arrange this meet
Salutations to you all, this is a glorious feat
To us all KMC shall always remain special
It was here we laughed, cried, fought, and made up-An experience that is very real
Let us take a pledge to continue this trend
The whole experience was so much fun; we don’t want it to end
Friday, September 4, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
My Experience
Bad Boy Raghu is back!!!. Apologies for the delay in responding to the blog. Let me begin with my experience of Re-union.
What can I say about our Re-U
I was only too happy to See U
It was a moment to relive our Youth
To me, this was the real Truth
20 years of life experience has made us mature
This hasn’t ended yet, so continues… this tenure
Hats off to the organisers who rose from their ranks
Not only to make this a great success, but also put up with our pranks
For me this was an Act of Grace
To bring us all together in this world of Rat race
Surprised to hear some of our kids are budding lawyers, physicians and engineers today
However their moms still appeared pretty as they walked through my way
Whilst some of the boys appeared to hide their hairs turning gray
Oh boy!!! We were no match to the attractive girls of our class… No bloody way
The program started at Indian Standard Time i.e. an hour or so late
But to us, with all the excitement, it was still worth the wait
To stay still for the photo shoot remained the most difficult task
Meeting each other after such a long time, we had so many questions to ask
Ever pretty Banu introduced the guests to the stand
The noise that followed, reminded us of a rock and roll band
Panagal hall was deafening with cries, excitement and laughter
No wonder some of us had sore throats for a long time after
Dr. Narasimhan’s speech (as usual) did send us all for a short little snooze
Many thanks to Pravin for arranging the traditional onsite Booze
Dr. Rao reminded us all of how great was the KMC Spirit
It was time for us to pay back, the things that we tried to inherit
Prabhakar was renamed “Deiva Nayagam” for all his efforts with the meet
It was acknowledged with applause, shrieks and a long greet
As we dispersed to return for the next day
Our next stop over was at Breeze hotel, is there any other way?
The chatting and laughter continued till midnight
Quoting bar rules, we were asked to leave without a fight.
Most of us spent the night rolling in our beds and couldn’t get to sleep
The excitement the next day had to offer, was running through our minds very deep
Next day we converged at KMC to explore what is out there
At MGM, we were promised a lot of excitement for us to share
The bus trip reminded us all of our golden years we spent together
Singing, dancing, drinking, laughing and joking, things that we loved to do forever and ever
The bus had to make unscheduled stops since some of us wanted to pee.
The beers and enlarged prostates showed our ages, what a pathetic sight to see!!!
At MGM, room allocation was followed by lunch as per schedule
To organise outdoor sports in such a hot weather, would have been a matter of ridicule
Plus over the years we had grown too fat
To handle and run with the bat
So instead we chose to cool down in our rooms
But soon these rooms came out with funny fumes
Evening session started off with another photo session
To remain sober was never in our mission
Murali, Mohanan, Priscilla, Dillara and Jayalakshmi took us down the memory lane
Jeyam’s photo presentation proved us how some of us still remain insane
Thanks to Raghunath for managing the bar that evening
For some of us this was just the beginning
Dinner was followed by music and dance
To continue this beyond midnight, there was never any chance
Banu’s dance was by far the best, decided by popular boys vote
However Kumaresan’s Turkish Belly dancing was really worth a quote
Kids of Jeyam and Guna stole the show
Despite protests, by midnight all of us had to go
We desperately wanted the night to go on and on
Cos all the fun would have vanished by the crack of Dawn
We badly wanted to stay awake the whole night
But age and the drinks had taken its toll; we couldn’t put up a fight
Come morning as we got ready to go back to our way of lives
Desperately, we offered good byes to all we met and said our high fives
As we look forward to meeting again in the next few years, we felt so bad
2 days was never enough, we didn’t get to talk enough and this was so sad
Now as I lay in my bed reminiscing what the re-union was all about
Those days of our lives that we shared were the best without a shadow of doubt
The laughter, fun and innocence we had will never be the same
The experience of our lives, has shown us life is still a dirty game
Thursday, August 27, 2009
RR Chitra's family
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Behind the scenes
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Pics from Premalatha...


Unit Pals
_____________________________________________________அப்ப வெயிட் தாங்குச்சுமா! இப்ப தாங்குமா?!!!!!!!!!!

வெய்யில் மண்ட காயுது!!! இளநீர் என்ன விலை?
Priscilla, Naga & Mathi















































