Sloshed!!

Life's slow all of a sudden...i actually am kinda stagnant lately,i don't even know what this post will be about.Its kinda sad when u dont know wat ur doing,u feel lonely,stupid n sleepy..... Yet you wanna stay awake in the moment somehow,Its basically this dilemma u face n u just dnt know how to get out of it.Maybe its a phase n will pass over,but it makes one reflective of oneself, makes one think about what his life is about actually. N i ask myself, what am i doing?is this wat i really want? am i doing wat i really want? should i do wat i really want or do something that my parents want? Cuz after all these years wen they've done so much for u,it does seem a bit selfish wen u say i wanna do things my way wen they want u to do something else. So u think n think n think,n u decide that there has to be a compromising stage,but u still don't know how to get there.Its damn irritating,u just don't know wat to do. But once u find that objective,u know wat to do i guess, i dunno,i haven't yet been there.....

The Butterfly Effect...!!

This is about one special gurl who came into my life half a decade ago.Oh my god,i never realized it,this makes it sound like we r soooo old...i guess we r....anyway,she is the lady with the wings.During our years of togetherness,I have realized how much she means to me.But as Fate would have it,She separated us,and now we meet only when we both are in Calcutta.and during this time we make every moment worthwhile.
When i first met her in class 10,she n me were both this introverted shy personalities who changed in class 11 suddenly.She tells me,i remember u were the first guy to ever call up at my place.N she was the first gurl to do so at mine.So in a way,because of the many firsts that we shared together,we remain special for each other.Her meaning in my life is of an extent that i never realized till the tyme we parted ways for our respective future lives.N i had never thot anybody from the outside world could play such an important role as she does.Now that we r moving so fast in our lives,sometimes i like to fall back n let go....n feel like i was sumwhr quiet away from the hustle wid someone,n the someone that comes to my mind first is her.
This girl is everything,she's beautiful,talented,hard working,honest,yet fun at the same tym, loves to talk....n i really admire her for more ways than one.N thats something else,i hav learnt a lot from her,shes been there for me always,we've done so much together,n i hope this will last forever....Thanx !!!

Time bares witness to wat we have had,
Stars n shadows flitter in n out of our lives
neon lights seem dim without u
But i dare not hope for too much....
Lest the neon lights go out...

my city,my Calcutta

Somedays back i was going to Howrah station to drop my mamidida.She stays in Saltlake.I and my dad picked her up from there,n as we made our ways through the streets of Calcutta,yes Calcutta, not Kolkata, i realized there was so so so much about the city that i had never known. I am from North Calcutta originally,n i know that I know pretty much more about Calcutta than most of my friends.And because of my extensive trips around Calcutta,i navigate around Calcutta pretty well.But that day,I suddenly found myself in a part of Calcutta i had never known.If you go straight from College Street More towards C.R.Avenue n cross it n go straight towards Howrah,thats where I am sure you will find a new Calcutta if you're not familiar with it. There are thousands of shops there,thousands,and the main road branches off into lanes n bylanes forming a maze in the whole area,which are again filled with shops.Then there are the shops inside the buildings.One collapsible gate leads to an arching lane filled with more shops yet again,lanes so narrow with shops on either side that one person can barely walk,yet this is where inhabited so many people,everywhere u look,there are hundreds of people n people.Amidst all this chaos,kids played n people played 'taash' on the roadside,it was a picture so different from wat we see everyday.This was the real Calcutta,from here businesses were conducted,dealings confirmed,goods delivered,my dad remarked that everyday at least a thousand crores of business was done from this area itself,n it didnt look impossible at all....then he pointed out a lane inside one house,saying that there was the medicine shop where he had got pills for my grandmother during her last days wen she had cancer.She hadn't known she did.I felt sad again,because all of it reminded me of my childhood days.I used to sleep with my grandmother,she would tell me stories till i fell asleep.I dont remember much,beacause i was little when she passed away,but my 'thammi' will always be there for me. I shifted from the topic,there was this Calcutta that i hadnt ever known of,the Calcutta from the times of the British themselves all of it was chaos,horns blaring,people shouting,sweating, children playing,but amidst all of it I was suddenly transported to my childhood days,when my dad pointed out the medicine shop.Look around u,i told myself, where do all of these people go in the night,these many,porters,labourers,bus 'pilots'(as they are referred to),lorry drivers,cabbies,the 'taash' playing men,the children....where do they go? As night falls,every street becomes deserted after the sweltering buzz of the day.....n then just when we arrived at the intersection leading to Howrah station from there,i saw a temple.N i wondered in awe at the energy n life within the people around me,The bells clanged n a 'purohit' offered prayers to the deity inside the temple,n around this little roadside temple crowded peolpe,causing yet more chaos,bringing traffic to a stop.The place was abuzz even as people reeled from the severe heat n humidity.... Calcutta is still here,watever of it might have changed to Kolkata.Old buildings of the British age may have been replaced by new high rises n swanky malls,plazas,the skyline of Calcutta may hav changed forever,but that doesnt make a difference,because once ur inside this city,u'll know its different,u'll c that the people that still live here find joys n happiness from the littlest matters,u'll find that no matter wat the situation is,people r ready to smile n work,people care for their near n dear ones,n that is wat counts at the end of the long run i think.No matter how much money they make,people here will be the same,chaotic yet calm in a way only we will know,religious yet not,because even as the cabbie is shouting for people to get out of the way from the roadside temple,he'll take a quick 'nomoshkaar' in front of the temple as he passes, the children will still play with atever they get to lay their hands on,n men will forever lay a tarpaulin or a mat to sit down hav a 'beedi' play 'taash'.Calcutta is conflict n calmness,sad yet happy, unlawful yet law abiding,unloving but at the end of the day,caring.......

Last Week....

I haven't yet decided what title I will give to this post..i guess it depends on wat i end up writing about.My grammar is starting to suck by the day,am typing sms lingo here too....shit!!!
Anyway,am here in the City of joy for over a week now....been having a lot,no,correction,a hell lot of fun lately.There is so much i do wanna write about,but i can't....sometimes i really feel so lazy.And at tyms i wanna write but do not have the computer in front of me to do so...anyways... last week was quite fun,i do not have any complains from life right now....Fate is smiling upon me,as Abira says.This week was fun,summer vacations are being good to me....I met school people,Shuvam,Aniruddha,Anindya,Deepan etc etc...watched Madly Bangali n didnt like it that much,met Anirban on his birthday,visited South City a lott of times,tried and tried in vain to organize a reunion but failed to get a place to meet,went with Monodeep to get his guitar,an acoustic Pluto,awesome guitar...ummm....then made a chart on the history of kites with Sreerupa for Milaap 2009,went to the first class of C++ at CMC academy,to Simiz place,then Howrah Station to drop my mamidida...really hectic....n it was....at this moment i am craving for a bit of rest....stay at home,read make music etc....

Of Nature and Winds....

Am back home after a long while,been having my exams,24 days at the hostel in Durgapur,the thought was unbearable at first,and on top of that my best friends were here for the summer....
26th of May,the day started pretty normally except for the clouds in the sky.And then started the rain,which just went on and on.The whole evening we remained drowned in darkness,save the faint shimmerings from our cellphones.The weather remained sultry all day. We'd already started our exams,the practicals. On that day itself i had had my Analog Electronics practicals,got drenched while coming back from the college.Next Day it was Debmallya da's Lab,Instrumentation.Mum called up and said the weather had worsened over time,trees had fallen all over the city,streets flooded,and people were saying this was the worst storm Calcutta had ever seen.In Durgapur,it seemed okay,no trees were falling as far as i could see,but the rain was incessant,Andy went out in that rain and wind to get a pack of cigarettes,n came back drenched yet victorious..... :)
The Night started to pass amidst faint cellphone lights and candles,the current came back once or twice but never stayed.When i went to sleep that night,it was the first time i experienced something new.something that i had only heard of or read before-the whistling and howling of the wind.I have seen it on television,in cartoons,when there is a strong wind blowing,it was exactly that same kind of noise.....the rain had lessened by then. And when i woke up next morning,the skies had cleared. Then came the newspaper reports.....it had been a cyclone,named Aila(God knows why!!).Sunderbans had been washed away almost,submerged under saline water. We had felt almost nothing,the embankments there had been washed away,people had died.And even after one week,the newspapers were reporting of the lackadaisical approach by the Government of ours....there was little relief provided to those people who had lost so much.
Thus was my first experience of a cylcone.Aila.Yet from my mum n dad I had heard of a different kind.But i have to keep in mind the geographical differences.Mum and dad used to live in HongKong in the eighties,in a building on the 23rd floor.I remember one of them telling me of a cyclone experience where they had had to stay indoors for 2 or 3 days,with howling winds,vibrating furniture all around.I am glad my first experience wasn't the same. But I will pray for all those affected by Aila,and encourage everyone reading this to do so. :)

Teenage...that was...

A Brand New World....

Its April 11th 2009 today...and oh,long tym since my last post...life is running at full pace,time is still flying like anything and changes are taking place at a really fast pace....At the moment am in Kolkata,for the Easter holidays for 6 days....the month has finally arrived,18th of april i turn twenty,another decade will start...WHEW!!

Contemplation has started already,what i am going to do after this,about how i have shaped up my life for the future till now,about the times i have had,fun and no-fun both, but everything at this moment seems blurred,somehow obscured,a new life will start,every child's dream time,the teens,will be a thing of the past,i can no more say i am a teenager,but to hell with it for now,this will be my subject after 18th.....for now....

I am enjoying life,i always seem to,don't i?or i guess it is at these times only that i write here....i am listening to a song called 'come away with me' by Norah Jones...its a soul touching,awesome rendition...there are a very few songs that make u think and wonder,it differs from person to person,but this is one of those songs,really...anyways....

A lot is on in my life right now,a lot....we just had our college freshers, on Sunday the 5th of April.I enjoyed working as a part of it,organising and anchoring part of the show,it was really a grand success....and in the course of this event that manifested itself on the college,i met some really awesome people,made friends with persons i never knew before and it wasn't bad, they're a really talented bunch of people,all of them,each having their own strenghts in different fields....college i think has become a more bearable place now...

First mention would be of Anirban-the mastermind behind the whole cultural part of the event,give him things like these to do apart from studies,he's a genius...a bit wierd,he has innovative and bizarre ideas in his mind,a computer freak,he loves to blog and keep himself updated,his only problem being the recent cessation of cash from his parents which will hopefully be a small hurdle in his path....

Next,would come Anindyo and Ritabrata,now these two people i know from earlier,cuz we live in the same hostel,and i know rit well enough,him being my classmate...but Anindyo was who i came to know as a person for the first time,he's been dubbed Robinson Crusoe by me,cuz of the slight bushy beard he keeps with the curly hair of his....but this guy is very efficient,a good listener and an entertainer through and through...he's nice as a person and straightforward....me likes him...

Then comes Aninya...my co-anchor for the show..her name is wierd,at the beginning,i could never remember her name,don't know why..simple as it seems,she's smart and imaginative...with a temper that gets the better of her sometimes,stays hereabouts my house,in Dhakuria...anyways,she's sweet in her own ways,but very down to earth,knows what to do when to do something....that is something i would like to take from her if i ever got the chance...

Then comes Monodeep and Suman,Monodeep needs no introduction whatsoever,'One of the BIGGEST personalities of BCET' was what we described him onstage that day,and he is literally....the english-loving movie buff bulldozes his way through the crowd,and its difficult not to notice him,one of the best anchors i have seen with a superb diction,he's sometimes irritating but a good person really apart from the snide comments he keeps passing at Nupur all day with a few returns from her....and we have Suman Iyenger,or as she put it for explanations,Suman I.Y.Anger....but she is far from the angry type,as Anirban has rightly said,this girl from Purulia has charisma,and a permanent smile on her face.But looks are deceiving,ain't they?? She's damn serious about her studies,itches to study literally,and hides a devil beneath her looks, ready to go to the edge anytime...apart from that,i am guessing there's a lot more to discover....

About Nupur and Supratik....well,Supratik,THE tabla player,is a fantastic person,serious and intimidating,wid the 'jamai babu' looks,yet fun loving and childish....i love his dressing sense(the indian part) and really wish him all the luck for 'the battlefield'....and umm....Nupur,she is the only person among all these people that i have interacted the least with i admit....and so,there isn't much that i know bout her....except she's a serious person,really irritated by monodeep and ummm....i guess thats it....

Whew!!! thats a lot....we just started out,there's more to come about these people i am guessing...and i wouldn't want to miss it for the world....