"The Beatles" bit me!

After joinning "Sgt. Peppers lonely hearts club band" I realised "All you need is love". So I yelled out at the beefy looking passerby, "Hey bulldog", he smiled and said "Aint she sweet". I thought "Act naturally" and pacified the "Devil in my heart". I asked him "Do you want to know a secret"? He said "Every little thing"! To this I realised my time for "Crying. Waiting. Hoping." was indeed over. I said "Mean Mr. Mustard" "Don't let me down" . He started to sing "Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da". I got "No reply" and thought "Not a Second time". I walked up the slope of the road only to realise that I am like "The Fool on the Hill". I felt the urge to "Shout" for "Help!". 


I thought I have forgotten what I am "Searching" for. Just then I met this "Sexy Sadie" doing the "Hippy Hippy Shake". Her friend came to her and said "Why Don't we do it in the road?" I followed them on to "The Long and Winding Road" to see them "Here there and Every where". "A day in the life" when i thought I had reached "The end", seeing them I realised it was just "A beginning". "Ask me why?" "Because" I realised I was "Free as a bird". And "A hard day's night" always follows with "Carnival of light", all I needed was "A little help from my friends".

I followed a "Bad Boy" from that group cause "I got to find my baby" "Teddy Boy" cause he was my "Honey Pie" who'll "Hold me tight" at night. So I followed him to the "Yellow Submarine". I got in "From a window". I saw him from there talking to "Lovely Rita". He put on some "Jazz Piano Song" and went to "Rip it up/Shake, Rattle and Roll". A voice in my head said "Run for your life"!


I thought "There's a place" I could go to, but realised that I need a "Ticket to ride". I thought "Wait"! "Slow Down". So I took the "Winston's Walk" that passed through the scenic "Norwegian Wood" instead. It was a beautiful night of "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds". Someone shouted out "Hey Jude". I looked back and thought "This Boy" is "Mother Nature's son", the love of my "Sweet little sixteen" years. He looked at me and said "Baby! It's you"! 


Both of us felt "Something" rekindle. I realised that he ain't just "Some other guy". He felt I'm not just "Another Girl" . He said,"I have searched for you "Across the Universe" to find "A taste of honey". "A world without love" made me "Cry for a Shadow" of my "Girl" ". He held my hand, paused for a while and said,"I want you" "In my life". On hearing this, "Lonesome tears in my eyes" flowed freely. I smiled, quivered and replied, "If I Needed someone", "I need you".

LOL v/s LMAO

"A comedian (comedienne is used sometimes if female) or comic is a person who seeks to entertain members of an audience, primarily by making them laugh. This might be through jokes or amusing situations, or acting a fool, as in slapstick, or employing prop comedy. A comedian who addresses an audience directly is called a stand-up comic."


I was introduced to Russel Peters by the tag line "Praaataaaaaaapppp!!!!". My friends kept repeating it, till one of them (namely Ravish) ; finally forced Russel Peters on us. Thereafter the video spread like a plague. While every joke and punch line he cracked made me die laughing, but the patriotic in me kept feeling, "Why does he keep picking on Indians repetitively?"
The answer was pretty obvious, born and brought up in Canada; it was pretty obvious to feel more like a Canadian than an Indian. Him feeling violated when looked and treated as an Indian, makes sense,somewhat. 


To answer my woes came Papa CJ to the rescue, introduced by yet another friend (namely Maulik). An Indian to whom foreigners WERE the outsiders and not the other way round, which was the case for Russel Peters. I guess being in UK right now helped me correlate with his basic theme of criticising UK life. His ending line made my day; "If you've been upset by anything I said today, I don't give a shit. Heck I come from the land of Kamasutra, I can f@%k you in more ways than you can count!"


:D

La be`lla

(I hadn't have had the time to pen down this article, but the basic idea of this article has been haunting me for the past few weeks.)
Few weeks back, I was invited by some friends to go for a movie, my first in UK's theatre. So I went without caring to ask about the movie. When I reached I came to know it was for "NEW MOON". A movie that was completely & brilliantly successful in incinerating all my crazy ideologies, hypothesis & emotions attached to the "supernatural realm".
Although a complete "BLAST!!!!" of a storyline (according to the movie and not the book, you mad TWILIGHT series lovers!) and two hours of my precious time that I'm never getting back, there was just one thing I liked (apart from Jacob's stunning looks :DRROOOOLLLL! : ) . There was only one dialogue that thrilled me and kick started my satiated thirst back to its unquenchable state for knowledge about the supernatural, paranormal and downright unreal things. The lead female (Bella) goes through a solliloquy where she goes on to say,"What if everything we ever heard was true?". And truly a scintillating statement.
It got me thinking truly, What if E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G was true? What if there are Thumbelinas and unicorns to dragons & dragon slayers, to Gods, Devils and vampires, to Darth Vader to Yoda, to werevolves and vampire slayers. The fact that warp drive, teleportation, borg cubes, Klingon species...everything just waiting out there to be discovered and the high potentiality exhibited by them of their existence just makes the child in me quiver with ecstasy and happiness.
The idea that a mutant spider is going to bite a "Peter Parker" any time now is just what the comic reader in me would come alive to! Till then I'll keep shuffling through the pages of newspaper to find my own "Spiderman"! Now, isn't that news worth waking up to! ;)

Last Christmas..

So this is what I wrote a really looooong time ago and held on to it thinking that I'll use it as a part of Christmas spirit. Here goes nothing!

"Last christmas..i baked a cake,
the very next day i ate it away.
This year to save me from pounds,
I'm havin a muffin special.

Once eaten and twice shy,
I keep my distance but you still catch my eye..
Tell me dear batter do you recognise me?
Well it's been a year, it doesn't surprise me.

(Merry Christmas!) I iced it up and smelt it.
With some decorations, I really prepped it.
Now I know what a fool I've been,
But if I baked you now I'd gladly eat it again.

A crowded room, friends with tired eyes...
I'm hiding you from all those prying eyes,
My God I thought you were someone to rely on,
Me? I guess I was the woman who just baked one.
A face of an eater with a fire in her heart,
Hunger undercover but you tore me apart!
Oooh Oooh
Now I've found some muffin which doesn't taste the same.

A face of an eater with fire in her heart,
(Gave you my heart)
Hunger undercover but you tore me apart,
Next year,
I'll bake something, I'll bake something special..special.
something..something...
I'll bake something, I'll bake something special!
who'll give me something in return,
I'll bake something.
beat my batter and watch it bake.
I'll bake something, I'll bake something special.
I've got you here to stay,
I can bake you for a day.
I thought you were something special.
Gave you my ardour,
I'll give it to something, I'll give it to something.
Last christmas I baked a cake,
I ate it away.
I'll bake something, I'll bake something."

Gear up for Christmas everyone :)

I hope you dance....

"Cherie,  when you write a program don't try to unnecessarily include pointers and recursions and all that. Keep it short and simple. Use the power of simplicity". This is what my brother told me while I gasped for breath with "Unix & C" in my first semester of my undergraduate level of study. These words carved a niche in my soul and stayed there forever. So simple yet, so strong.
"POWER OF SIMPLICITY"..how many of us realise that any more?
How many of us remember that a simple "Sorry!" works more effectively than quoting paragraphs of poems of a laureate to say the same thing!
How many of us remember that a simple "I miss you" bears more charm than gifting a humongous teddy bear with a hideous red heart bearing these words inscribed on them?
How many of us remember that a simple smile exchanged between two random strangers bears so much warmth than the ongoing ignorance of your existence between people working in the same office.
A simple gesture of getting a graphic candle on a Diwali night when you have been rampantly searching for candles brings you far more joy than burning those 14 candles which only causes more pollution. :P

Somehow in the daily hullabaloo of life we forget to live. We forget that we live to "live". We forget that money, food, materialistic pleasures follow and bring you joy only when you are happy!
I can't help but quote a song that was written on the diary that my father had gifted to me in my 10th standard.
"I hope you never lose your sense of wonder.
You get your fill to eat,
But always keep that hunger.
May you never take one single breath for granted,
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed.
I hope you still feel small,
When you stand by the ocean.
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens.
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance,
I hope you dance....
I hope you dance....

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,
Never settle for the path of least resistance.
Living might mean taking chances,
But they're worth taking.
Lovin' might be a mistake,
But it's worth making.
Don't let some hell bent heart,
Leave you bitter.
When you come close to selling out,
Reconsider.
Give the heavens above,
More than just a passing glance.

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance,
I hope you dance.....
(Time is a real and constant motion always),
I hope you dance...
(Rolling us along),
I hope you dance....
(Tell me who),
I hope you dance...
(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)..
(Where those years have gone) ."

Courtsey: Lee Ann Womack - I Hope You Dance.

What is love?

What is Love? The eternal question, I'm no great philosopher and I'm not here to bore anybody with my perspective of it. Its about sharing.....
Today as I finished buying the bare necessities with the bare minimum I had left, and as I crossed the steep Abbey Bridge I saw the bus stop that was at the end of the bridge. On the cold and chilly night and bogged by at least 6 kilos of weight on me, I remembered how nice and warm the bus stop feels. The light in the bus stop that makes you feel you have superior vision than the people walking past you as you feel your cones(for the people who are ignorant, the cells in your eye sensitive to light) working excessively in the strong white light. I could feel how much comfortable the chairs inside the waiting area was, as its a thermally controlled area which in turn makes the seats go warm. When you are cold from walking to the bus stop the immediate sense of relief that brings to you as soon as you step into the bus stop. Ah!....

Anyhow, my eyes wandered onto the lady sitting in the bus stop. She was of Mongolian origin as her facial features hinted. She was wearing a black coat,skirt and knee high boots. Her jet black hair softly framed her face. As each car that passed by, her hair swayed and danced a bit to the music and rhythm of the whooshing air as the hair finally settled on her face. She would push it back with her fingers ever so softly and tenderly that would perhaps hint at her timid and soft nature. She waited impatiently for the bus and she kept peering at the street earnestly wanting just to see the headlights of the bus and she would be at ease. She would force herself on her toes and tilt forward and see, and sigh every time she realised that the bus ain't there. Of course her sighing would not get the bus to the stop faster, but if the bus driver had seen how impatiently she waited for the bus; I bet she would have stepped on the gas to make this lady all smiles.

As I walked past the bus stop, I realised why am I observing this lady so intently? Am I so weird? Is it our nature to observe so much?....? While a quarter of a million questions passed my mind i realised and settled with the solution that most suited and appeased my thinking. Yes. I am in love. Not in love with the lady. Not in love with her impatient wait for the bus (No am not that sadistic, yet! ). Not in love with her beauty. It was the whole picture that I am in love with.
The grace with which the lady carries herself off, waiting at the bus stop, her elegant features that made me notice her from across the street but intently, the sense of unease that prevailed for her bus which I guess all of us share...everything. Its a matter of correlation I guess. On a normal day you fall for a person when you think, "Oh! His ideologies are just like mine. I think I'm in love". That much is usually all the tempo that is required for one to fall in love, or at least to get the ball rolling. Here, similarly I could relate so much with the lady at the bus stop that it was love at first sight..of the entire picture.
For me I guess that's as close to loving at it gets. Love the picture. Love the game. :)

A thousand glimpses

It really is a rather rare emotion that a grandchild and her grandparents share. The abundance by which one gets pampered, the various perks that one receives, the amount of attention and love that's sought out for them and last but not the least..the home made goodness bound to perfection that are made, especially for them! Ah! Priceless is an understatement.
I have not had the good fortune of meeting my grandfather(s), but whenever I think about my good old childhood days, I see many a memories I shared with Dida (maternal grandmother)- be it in the form of the piece of brownie she saved that my mum got for her in the first place, be it how she used to make the ice cream vendor stop every time it used to cross the house and how our entire family including Pacco (the golden retriever dog I had as a child) would cool off with some treats, how she used to get me to post a million mails to mama (maternal uncle) and other gazillion things.
My favourite memory associated with her has to be that, as a child whenever I used to get tired of studying I used to sneak away from my mum's eagle eye vision and go and crash on her belly; while she swayed me from side to side. Although when ma used to realise that I have sneaked out (yet again!), it used to fetch me quite a long lecture which was worth every syllable of scolding which was (then) being efficiently rendered! :)
I lost my grandmother to cancer and she finally expired suffering an agonising death in the year 1998. All I really felt bad was that she couldn't live to see the next millennium (Remember the Y2K hype?) but I was glad that at long last she rested in peace. I guess so was my family.
Last month, it was 11 years since she had passed away; but I couldn't bereave her death as it also clashed with my Visa interview date. Its funny how a woman gets all caught up with life and its mortal issues.
Today in a land far far away from home I pay my respects to her. While I remember the awesome-est moments that I have shared with her it doesn't make one immune to quiver and turn misty eyed to go through the memories borne for a long lost and mostly, beloved family member. But what I do know, is that while I post my emotions on the WWW she's out there with a smile on her face, a smile that bears warmth like rays of Sun on a chilly Monday morning. If she saw me right now her chest would swell with pride with the fact that I know alphabets enough to write an article. She would then mollify me and say,

"Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die."

Courtsey:Mary Elizabeth Frye

R.I.P. Dida. 

Missing Pieces

After going abroad for studies I have realized something. It ain't a cake walk..rather there's no cake at all..more like an uphill task. Pardon me if my ideas come off as a bit hazy,blurry or tired, but sleep deprivation gets to you after a while. You know its time to score yourself a good 6 hour sleep when you keep hitting your head at various random places and you know they exist but somehow manage to hit yourself. Ex-banging your head against the cabinet above your table that you know exists, for sure! So even though I feel kinda lame writing this I guess the adrenaline sources are dry off pumping energy or sense into me so....

10 random things I miss about India:
1. Fire while cooking
When you turn your gas on and it goes "click" and it gives out those warm copper blue flames that cooks your food day in an day out. You never realized you can miss it,did you?
2. Radio
When you switch on the radio you expect a communion of languages will greet you, followed by a mixture of Hindi and English songs that you have already heard a thousand times..well maximally that's why we do turn on the radio so that we get to listen to songs we already know.
3. Discipline
Never thought this would make the chart but it does. As students we have never really been allowed freedom... freedom to eat, drink, talk loudly in the class while the teacher is leaving...things like that.
4. Straight
Needless to say, India is very orthodox in its manner and fashion in which lives are required to be led to live in a society, peacefully. Gays and bisexuals maintain a low profile. I might be a girl of the 21st century and blah! but I'm yet to break the barrier where I get comfortable.
5. Advertisements
Never in a million years can I dream of Playboy party advertisements being distributed by cheerleaders along with pink bunny ears at the entrance of the main building. Everything has a place and a time for everything.
6. Grocery Stores
You step into a really small grocery store yet you will find more types, varieties and kinds of beer rather than vegetables or any household item.
7. Fresh Vegetables
Heralding from India, I fail to understand how "Peeled, Sliced tomatoes" tinned, cost more than fresh tomatoes. I just don't!
8. Classes
My 1st day of UG classes was like a blur didn't get anything what was being talked about rather taught and I didn't give a tiny rats ass about it. Here I got all worked up, even though I did join after 2 weeks,but still...
As a UG student the days you felt something really screwed up was taught in class and the rarer days that you actually bothered to go back and look it up it was all clear as a picture, here everything that you read is a bit turmoiling and yeah! 1 hour literally gets you nowhere!
9. Sun
The feeling of the soothing warm rays that you can see gleaming outside from your cold room, and just to bask yourself in that warmth on a cold chilly day is a wonderful feeling :) .
10. Closing time
All shops including clothing shops are closed by 6 p.m. and at most its 7 p.m. after that all you get are the fast food joints, pubs and hyper marts.

10 random things I love about UK:
1. No pollution
Oh! The dirt free, pollution free environment here is extremely lovable. My eternal cough and cold problem has bid me goodbye at long last!
2. Zero crime rate
There's practically no crime happening at all, you can walk to the local stall near your house at 10:30 p.m. feeling absolutely care free and safe.
3. Road rules
The technology for crossing roads is brilliant. Love it. You press the button on the pavement by the zebra crossing when you need to cross and wait for the signal to change, and then you cross. Simple. No jay walking. If the signal changes while you are still midway the cars actually stop for you and ask you to cross before they speed past you.
4. Bus Stops
At every bus stop there's a layout about the buses covering the main stations that passes via that bus stop. They also have a routine as to which bus comes when and you can see the time ticker change as the buses reach the particular bus stop.
5. Carefree nature
As long as you work right no one cares how you dress to class, work nothing. Do your job rest is your headache!
6. Calling cards 
You want to call overseas (to the few people who don't have access to internet rather Skype) just use the calling cards. It costs you a minimum and you can be talking to anyone you want for...well eternity!
7. Electronics
Not only is the range of electronics as vast as the universe but the affordability of the appliances is astounding. Everything in India and more, and CHEAPER!!!! Oh! Good Lord! :)
8. Approachability
You have a problem in a subject but you can't meet the teacher, no problem, email him! And oh! yes they do reply, more like ASAP.
9. Gizmo friendly teachers
It really gives you a spark when you think the teacher walked in with a sheet of papers or may be a booklet of some sort to realize, "Oh!No, it's an IMac and oh!yes, its thin as a wafer"!
10. Internet Speed
The 1st day I reached my flat, my flat mates told me the speed was good. There was a notice claiming that there's some work going on and the speed will be low till another 3 hours. So I hooked up my laptop to see, that oh!Fish!(yeah you know what i mean! ;) ),it was a whooping 2 MBPS! There are days when I have got speeds of 6MBPS! Believe it! :)

Bittersweet experience ain't it? :)

World of "Shopping"craft!

Meera: "Jai yeh dress kaisi lag rahi hai"?
Jai: (already carrying a ton of clothes,tired and bugged replies in an exaggerated tone) "Oh my god Meera! tum bahut achhi lagg rahi ho! Itni achhi dress ho kaise sakti hai?le lo isse,le lo abhi"!!!
Meera (looks in the mirror): "Neck thodi low hai na"?
(Eventually she bought that dress. Well I don't remember the exact dialogues but it was somewhat similar. Courtesy: Love Aaj Kal.)
The reason that the conversation appeals to us (or may be it's just me,anyhow...) is because of the simple fact, it's displayed beautifully. It represents how us women are not satisfied with almost anything and we will not buy till we found that perfect dress which is not perfect cause it looks good but its price makes the purchase feasible and worth it and most importantly something we can easily claim "it" as a "STEAL!" :P.
Whether you've faced the wrath of it when you were out with your aunt while she chose sarees, your friends who forcibly stopped you and made you enter a jewellery shop while you felt your dignity chaffed, your mom who tried to buy you the "cool"est shirt, your sister trying to buy a gift for her fellow friends birthday or worst of them all..your girlfriend trying out clothes when you know that maximum times she has absolutely no inclination on buying it and is just doing to kill time..and yet, every time she does come out of the changing room you are supposed to say the right words even if it looks horrible, you are supposed to put it extremely subtlety and with caution. The words to be uttered are,"This color is not suiting your complexion!"; or something similar cause "Hell hath no fury like a women scorned during dress trials". :P
While few men (sons and fathers form the group "men".) act grudgingly while taken out for shopping, and crib that they are missing the tennis match of a lifetime whereas it could be Sania Mirza & Venus Williams; few others actually have given up their hopes of enjoying a lazy day on the couch flipping through channels with a hand bearing the TV remote just flopped on the sofa, they follow their female counterparts (mothers or daughters alike) to wherever they are asked to.
While they are at the shopping center, they know,"This is it!I'm gonna be here for at least the next three hours! How could I amuse myself? I've already checked out the new XBOX  games, and the lazyboy. What next?" Who so ever said,"An empty mind is a devils workshop", was pretty darned correct cause what entails is a repercussion of what a bored man can do, well..when he is bored!

So next time you go shopping at a place where you have a membership..Leave your male counterpart at home :P

Hot and more....

When a girl band's video airs on TV, there's basically two ways of reacting to it.
One, is the guy way..the other is the girl way..
The difference lies in the fact that a guy will check it out only by its "oomph" factor and possibly how lame the video is!
Girls will check out any given video in ways that the guys not only couldn't have imagined of but also not imagined that these many styles of analysing anything existed!
Okay, I'm coming out clean we also do check the "oomph" factor of the video, but then the more miniscule things of the video draws us. Things like how awesome the choreography and coordination of the video is no matter what they are doing, followed by the clothes they are wearing, the make up they've put on, the way they've ornamented themselves, right down to the nail polish and even go through the lyrics of the songs with the most "smutty" videos!
I bet everyone reading this have heard this song (more likely seen the video) but I doubt anyone can tell me which song is it..and seriously no Google-ing!

"I've become invisible,
I melt away at night,
Dreaming once so colourful,
Becomes black and white.

Loving once so wonderful,
Is no longer here,
So I'll keep this feeling,
Like a souvenir.

Given up my heart,
In the name of a memory,
Fallen down like rain,
He could feel every drop......"

Well its "Stop! Stop! Stop!" by Viagra, beautiful lyrics and believe it or not, one fine lazy hopelessly jobless night we Google-d its lyrics and Karaoke-d it .... my entire jobless gang!

I remember how once I was heading home and since Ranchi suffers a dearth of pretty much everything my friend had told me,"Get me the kind of bangles Nicole is wearing in 'dontcha wish your girlfriend...' "! And miraculously that was perhaps the best description she could give me!
The first time me and another friend of mine we saw the uncensored MKV version of 'Womaniser' we were completely blown out of our minds, then we replayed it and laughed(Sorry Jughead!) at how Britney kept kicking around her guy almost everywhere!

All I'm saying is that only a girl can really truly analyse and appreciate beauty more by noticing its intricate details and not just letting it off at the fact that its hot!

All the world's a stage

In India the acting industry is like a one trick pony, good looks and physique as far as acting goes and another special flair to it.. DANCING!!! As Victor Banerjee had once quoted,"In India, we love music. We do not have just action or thriller movies, its always a musical action movie or a musical thriller movie, or a musical romantic movie!" I must say, very well said. I was going through the much famous "Dracula's lament" of "Forgetting Sarah Marshall" and noticed that its voice had an uncanny resemblance to Jason Segel's voice, so I google-d it to find that it indeed was sung by him. Very amazed as how he mimicked a Dracula's accent yet kept the little music in his accent that it required I further wiki-ed him(Yeah yeah I know..a lot of time leads you to do a lot of insane trivia hunting!). I found out that he is an American television and film actor, screenwriter and musician. His first show was "Freaks and Geeks", aired back in 1999. It had only one season after which the show got cancelled. Leading to further curiosity I found all familiar faces Linda Cardellini (Velma Dinkey in Scooby Doo), John Francis Daley (Jim, rookie chef in Kitchen confidential & the psychologist, Dr. Lance Sweets in Bones), James Franco (much famous Harry Osborn in The Spiderman trilogy), Seth Rogen (Ben Stone in Knocked up), Samm Levine(Spanky (Happy) in Sydney White,Bruce in Not Another Teen Movie).

All of these actors and many more have really worked hard to make it to the top. All of them have had glorious backgrounds for e.g. Seth Rogen began his career doing stand-up comedy for four years during his teens, coming in second place in the Vancouver Amateur Comedy Contest when he was 16. He is an actor, comedian, writer and film producer. He has also lent his voice to a number of animation movies like Shrek the Third, The Spiderwick Chronicles, Horton Hears a Who!, Kung Fu Panda, and Monsters vs. Aliens.

Jason Segel is an American television and film actor, screenwriter and musician.

Samm Levine has appeared in numerous sitcoms like Boston Public, Yes, Dear, The Drew Carey Show, That's So Raven, That '70s Show, How I Met Your Mother, My Name Is Earl, Entourage, Veronica Mars and Family Guy. His film credits include Not Another Teen Movie,Sydney White and Quentin Tarantino's Inglourious Basterds and What I Like About you to name a few.

Another face that we keep seeing incessantly now is Paul Rudd. His first breakout performance on screen was in the movie Clueless starring along with Alicia Silverstone. But perhaps first time brought into notice by the famous TV sitcom Friends (Mike Hannigan) in its 10th season. After that roles were flocking him, starting from Knocked up to I love you, man. He followed the route to become one of the most coveted actors of now.

I guess in Hollywood one can really plot the way an actor has progressed and matured over the years. The starting point of almost all the actors named above were the same and yet almost all of them have successfully flared into bearing a full blown acting career whether be it in American Television or treading slowly yet steadily into Hollywood. Here's to people and their hard working and enduring spirits! Cheers.

The Curious Case of George Constanza

I can't really say much about what's following next apart from that its simply marvellously miraculously brilliant! Go judge it yourself!

My song

This was up on orkut for a very loooong time and I thought I could give it the audience it deserves!

"OK people...Nupur started it..Yang helped & I completed it so NOW comment,

He was a BOY

she was a GIRL

rest all of 'em were GAYS.

He was a fuck, she added to it

wt more can i say.

He wanted her; she’d never tell

secretly she liked other girls as well.

But all of her friends stuck up their nose

they had a prob with him wearing pantyhose.

He wore a pantyhose & she wore boxer shorts,

both of them had a prob with fitting in it.

Five years from now, she sits at home

feeding the baby

she's all alone.

She turns on TV;

guess wt she sees,

boxer shorts rocking up FTV.

She calls up her friends, they already know

and they've all got tickets to see this launch.

She tags along and stands in the crowd,

looks up at the shorts she tried2fit in right..

He wore a pantyhose n she wore boxer shorts

they weren't good enough for them.

NOW its on d ramp an idea she started

blame your pretty friends what they did!!!

Sorry girl but you missed out

well tough luck those shorts are copyrighted now

it more than fits me fine

i hop it sure does rhyme.

Too bad that you couldn't see

see wt lovely shorts they could be.

There is more than what meets the eye

I see the idea that rocks deep inside.

He wore a pantyhose & she wore boxer shorts

can i make it anymore obvious?!!

We r in business haven't you heard

how we are rocking the fashion world.

He wanted her, she’d never tell

secretly she liked other girls as well

now they are on, doing it on TV

And they r making quite some mone-y.

About what to do in a pantyhose!

Well I really tried people...lets c wt d critics ought2say about all this!"

Surely you're joking Miss Das

Well I know..I know..its the exact similar thing as the famous vintage book called, "Surely you're joking Mr.Feynman", but that is the perfect headline to my article!
I know that while writing about myself and my idiosyncrasies might come of as a bit self obsessed but then the whole point of having a blog is to put out things that are out of the ordinary or that entertains its readers well that's exactly what I'm about to do!

As a kid when we got to learn geometry, I learnt that a triangle is a closed figure formed of three sides. So when the innumerable Hindi movies arrived with the so called 'love triangle' I failed to understand how it was a triangle. I'll explain why I'm saying this. Suppose A & B are guys and C is a girl. So A loves C, C loves B and B reciprocates then its just two sides lying in the limitless space, it can only be a triangle if A loves C, C loves B and B loves A. For that to happen, B needs to be homosexual or bisexual which would not be allowed to be shown by the censor board of India back in the days of the time that I am referring to.Any suggestion to clear out my life long doubt is most welcome!

Another thing that has always confused me is the difference between shirts and T-shirts. I can never get it right as to which one is which! Again, I'll explain why I portray it as such a difficult thing. For me formal shirts are more likely to be called T-shirts. Look at the diagram and you'll know the psyche behind it.



Once I was teaching my cousin who was in kindergarten or something similarly small..LOL.. Anyhow, he failed to understand the difference between bus and truck. Tired of logical explanations I drew a bus and made faces in its windows and said that ,"See buses carry people,trucks carry goods". He understood and I was feeling extremely jubilant with my accomplishment so I went out with him for a simple stroll. It was during Chatt or some similar festival, so people were loaded on trucks and going somewhere and he pointed at one of the trucks and said ,"See,see..that's a bus". End of my teaching background, never tried to teach anybody anything again!

When I was really young, the thing that was causing the buzz on TV were these ALL-OUT advertisements! They used to show a normal mat holder v/s ALL-OUT as a competition of which one consumes more mosquitoes. And the ALL-OUT machine sprang all over the place to gobble each and every one of them. I went up to my parents and said that I wanted to buy an ALL-OUT machine. When asked why, I told them that how it pounced around to kill mosquito and I thought it'd be fun to watch something jump around to kill mosquitoes they simply laughed. I was later told that it actually didn't jump around I was pretty sad!

My dad was teaching me science in my IVth or Vth standard and we came down to physical properties of materials. He went on about conductors and non conductors, seeing me totally dazed by these words he paused and asked ,"you do know what conductors and non-conductors are right"? I very confidently replied ," Of course I do,the guy who is at the gate of the bus and gives us tickets is the conductor and the person whose driving the bus or the driver is the non conductor". They laugh till date just thinking of it!

"That's all folks"!

The Hot Seat!

I have waited almost a lifetime to actually qualify to not getting into any trouble before I put this up.
Anyway, it refers to a time exactly 1 year ago, those hot times when placements yielded multiple responses varying from person to person..for some it was the only hope, for some it was a backup, for some it was a job backup amidst jobs and so on and so forth!
We started buying "Let us C" and other books and started studying C, making notes, solving programs, often calling up our 'programmer' friends late at night to ask how to code a program that requires us to change a number from binary to decimal and vice versa and discovering a prototype solution that made life so much more simpler. :wink:
Another few things that almost everybody had was Barron's, almost everybody had solved the comprehensions, mugged the frequency words and everything. AHH! I almost forgot
'Quantitative mathematics' by S.Chand..every-freaking-body owned it and looked at it to brush up their weak points.
Last but not the least, written questions that have come elsewhere..oh! its brilliant how theydont change the options,the values, simply nothing...!
D-DAY arrived and it was a cake walk! The same questions with the same options were just lying out there waiting to be 'clicked'.As soon as I finished my written and submitted a greeting flashed on my screen congratulating me on me qualifying my written! I was feeling pretty darned lucky! We had to wait in for them to formally announce the names of the people who weren't selected, and kept my fingers crossed throughout! And well my name wasn't there, which basically led me to the second round of formalities and the much feared interview!

We were all handed out forms in which we had to fill in our details and stick our passport sized photograph and normal stuff!

We were one by one called out for interviews. I was one of the lucky ones to get done with our interviews by the very first slot! We were made to be seated in the Training & Placement cells which were used for interviews. The A.C. was on at full blast and I could still not find it cooling me off! My classmate sitting next to me was called off for an interview while we were getting terrified of the people already being interviewed as we could already hear some heated discussions going on!

Her seat was quickly replaced by another girl,she was pursuing M.Sc. in Bio informatics, and she did quite a good job in cooling me down as she seemed to know way lesser than me, I don't want to sound mean but times as tense as this..a feel good factor does wonders! She was also called off and her seat was replaced by a classmate of mine I asked him basic questions that were supposed to be interview questions like, "What are your shortcomings?" and he gave a very sheepish smile and said,"I tend to care about the people I love too much!" and we laughed cause we knew he ain't nothing like that, the answer was as old and cliche`d as the word "cliche`" itself!

Soon, even he got called in, I was left sitting their feeling petrified, then a friend of mine a T&P representative, goes by the name "Sidhartha Maheshwari" came and made me laugh about how he was bugged with the fact that all of them are bongs(read:bengalis) and they kept ordering him around in bengali and they didn't seem to realise that he's not following a word they are saying! Then he assured me that I had to be recruited as I'm also a bong and we shared some laughs. Soon he was called off for some purpose. As I started counting as to how long I'll be waiting there, my classmate came out saying that the interview was damn easy and I was called in next!

My heart was pounding so badly I felt my dupatta quiver a bit! I asked myself in and seated myself. Then as I placed myself in the chair, I felt my hands to be so very surplus; I didn't know what to do with them and suddenly it dawned on me that we were advised in one of the GD tips sessions to keep our palms open that showed alertness while being confident and calm! So I placed my open palms on the table feeling like a complete fool at the same time cause never in my life had I sat like that! Then he started asking me questions here's how it followed:

X: "How do you spell your name?"

A: "Awe-dray-zah"

X: " What does it mean?"

A: "Sir it means invincibility. Its another name of Goddess Parvati in Sanskrit."

X: "Who chose your name?"

A: "My father's friend had suggested it!"

X: "Oh! So you live in Kolkata I see,Behala?"

A: "Yes,sir!"

X: "Your brother's also in XYZ. Where is he posted as of now?"

A: "Sir, right now he's in Vishakapatnam undergoing his training."

X: "Oh!..So are you nervous?"

A: "Well who isn't sir, but then my mother being a psychologist advised me ways to keep my calm."

X: "So, what did she advise you?"

A: "Sir she asked me to breathe at all times and give it my best shot!"

X: "So are you doing that right now?"

A: "You could say so!"

X: "I see you have had music training for quite sometime, so how come you didn't go in for the talent hunts?"[I'm not kidding he asked me this!]

A: "To qualify and do fairly well in those shows one needs to be extraordinary and I barely scrape off as ordinary!"

Enter a person with tea, water and a sandwich.

Exit person.

X: "Do you drink tea?"

A: "Yes sir, I do!"

X: "Please have. I don't drink tea and one should never waste food!"

A: [blank]

X: "Go on! Don't feel shy!"

[At this point of time I was really hungry and I was really hoping he'd offer me his sandwich also,but alas! ;) ]

X: "Do you know what's the meaning of exhume?"

A: "No sir!"

X: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

A: [Chuckle] "No sir!"

X: "OK! suppose you had a boyfriend..no suppose you have a husband, he feels that you should discontinue your job and take up your household chores and I on the same day offer you a promotion, how will you handle the situation?"

A: "Sir, 1st I'd try to make him understand as to why I cant quit my job!..."

X: [Interrupts]"What if he doesn't want to listen to your reasons?"

A: [I really felt like telling him ,"I won't be marrying a bum like that,DUH!",but I refrained.]"I will explain to him what all I have done to reach where I am, and what all more I can achieve that will take me a step closer to my dream and if he still doesn't understand I'll go ahead without his consent!"

X: "Hmmm..So do you know C++?"

A: "No sir, But I am quite good with C, my concept of data structures isn't all that great but rest is really fine."

X: "What about your future plans?"

A: "Somewhere down the line I plan to take the GRE and try for masters in the USA, but nothing at present."

X: "Of all the companies why XYZ?"

A: "Sir, XYZ has......Besides sir its one of the only company with an emerging life sciences branch and hence gives me the opportunity to put my studies in application to make this world a better place to live in!"

X: "Ah! That's nice, as a matter of fact I am the head of the life sciences department.But tell me something..Who sang that?"

A: "I beg your pardon sir?"

X: "Heal the world make it a better place..who sang that?"

A: [Stumble]"Er...Phill Collins??"

X: "No..!Anyhow, that's OK Audreza, you can go now."

A: [Smile] "Thank You sir..I look forward to be working in your company."

We were told that the results will be declared day after at 4p.m., but we were made to watch Tom & Jerry shows for 2 hours and finally the results were declared and almost 95% of my class had got through! It was such a relief and we were in a state of delirium to be so happy and nothing actually quite matches the feeling of getting a first offer! It takes all that pressure off of you and it makes you feel quite ecstatic indeed! I guess its one of those,"Live it to Learn it" feelings! But then again had I not got the first offer I wouldn't have got to crap about the interview either..quite a fix eh? :evil grin:

"Dil chahta hai" more...

A young man with an insatiable thirst for acting, directing, movies and Bollywood had got himself introduced in the film line at a mere age of 17 years. Acting as an apprentice with cinematographer-director, Manmohan Singh, Farhan Akhtar, was picking up random elements about the film industry which was going to make him the head-turning Director cum singer cum lyricist cum actor that he is known as, in today's film industry!

Farhan Akhtar born to Honey Irani & Javed Akhtar, formed Excel Entertainment Pvt. Ltd. with his friend,Ritesh Sidwani in 1999 and made his debut as a director in the film world with DIL CHAHTA HAI. We,film watchers were over clad and overburdened with the various stereotyped cliched, 'jalebi', wanna-be 'zara hatke' but failing to make their mark movies and desperately sought for a movie that not only outdid all the aforementionned but also made us forget the daily woes that our lives bore and reflect on real life issues that one could co relate to and laugh at,at the same time!

Dil Chahta Hai, offered nothing but the perfect balm to our ailments. It was a pure fun movie that bore real life issues, that we youngsters could correlate to, laugh at and walk out of the hall feeling refreshed, rejuvenated and craving for more!

Next came Lakshya (2004), another one of its kind movie,which did not do him much good at the box office but earned him much due critical acclaim .

He also simultaneously wrote lyrics for Gurindher Chadha's movie Bride & Prejudice.

Not everybody can aim at re-making a masterpiece that was so glamorous in the 1st go that falling short or appearing cliched and failing to please the audience with the same concept is much feared. In spite of knowing all the short comings Farhan Akhtar took the leap and directed Don. Though the movie was critically hammered, it proved to be a great success at the box office, grossing over 50 crores, and being the fifth biggest hit of the year. He is also in the process of making Don 2-The Chase continues.

In 2007, he produced the film Honeymoon Travels Pvt. Ltd.which performed fairly well at the box office.

A Bollywood figure barely ever interests himself with a non-profit welfare activity, unlike Farhan Akhtar. In 2007, he directed, Positive, a 12-minute short-film on HIV stigma and the need for family support for the patient. Shot in Mumbai, it was part of 'AIDS JaaGo' (AIDS Awake), a series of four short films, directed by Mira Nair, Santosh Sivan, Vishal Bhardwaj and Farhan Akhtar, in a joint initiative of Mira Nair's Mirabai Films and voluntary organisations Avahan and the Bill & Melinda Gates Foundation.

Today's generation of youth has some or the other kind of rock music either pumping through their veins or are a part of it without realising it. Farhan Akhtar recognized this very essence and tapped it and made crores out of it or as commonly known as ROCK ON. This was his first acting and singing debut in today's film industry.It was critically acclaimed as well as a box office blockbuster. Salim Khan was so impressed with Farhan's acting skills that Salim Khan awarded him with one of his Filmfare awards. He also appeared in his sister Zoya's directorial debut, Luck By Chance.

He has appeared as a judge on a few shows on television, including the first season of the dance-reality show, Nach Baliye (2005), and the beauty pageant, Femina Miss India (in 2002). He is also a TV host on NDTV Imagine with his show: Oye! It's Friday!.

Listlessly, Farhan Akhtar has never failed to please his audience with creations as special as a chef cooking a made-to-order specially suited for you gourmet dinner. Born in a Bollywood family and with Bollywood blood flowing through his veins, he is making beautiful use of the various resources put out to him. 

As Farhan Akhtar says,"Luck falls short if you don't have hard work to back it up with!"A man with his own panache for good fashion and excellent taste of presentation, he keeps thrilling his audience incessantly with his out of the box thinking and keeps up to his own morals.

Kudos to a man who has realised the need to production of alternative films!

Soul Khadke-ing...

With the onset of finishing college,comes the impending doom of limitlessly joblessness staying at home..and for a facebook-r that means atleast 5 hours of facebook. So i stumble upon khadke's note..something that claims to be soul searching in nature, so I think,"Why not!I'm jobless anyway!!", and set out for the same. The rules are that I'm supposed to list 10 things I love,hate and that don't bother me..Here goes nothing!

10 lovables:

1) Golden Retrievers.

2) Rock/other pleasable music.

3) Parents.

4) Dada.

5) Books.

6) Vacations.

7) Peaceful get together with friends or maybe long lost ones too.

8) Eating out!

9) Going to the movies.

10) Guilty pleasures( binging on desserts. over spending on myself or others anything...)

10 hateables:

1) Drunk, 'unable to control themselves' people.

2) Gymnema sylvestre stealers!

3) Making a decision.

4) Being criticised by worthless fools.

5) Dolled out advice/help when I didn't ask for any.

6) Helped by people I don't like.

7) Plans gone astray.

8) Going broke.

9) Nervousness before setting out for something new!

10) People closing my previously openned sites.

10 Don't-careables:

1) Random persons opinions about me, my lifestyle or anything for that matter of fact.
2) Politics.

3) What is affecting my karma or some similar stuff(ex-vastu shastra)!

4) What result I get on a Facebook quiz!

5) Cricket, tennis, Basketball!

6) What others feel is blood curdling!

7) Harry Potter, wizardry and all such bag of crap!

8) The new fashion line at some mall!

9) Vegetarians.

10) Food falling short at a party!

I have to say it is indeeed quite soul searching in nature took me quite sometime to finish something so simple!

What goes around,comes around....

Prologue

An old tradition of ragging and freshers used to be a common happening, perhaps as common as a bengali, teaching other people bengali sayings or god forbid,the language itself! LOL
Anyhow with the onset of UG batch 2006 gone were those days when ragging, dress codes and freshers used to be a part of the curriculum. It was all gone with the complains and "whatever"s.
Along came lots of instances where 2k5 did its level best to put down 2k6 and 2k6 came up with some equally devilic fight backs.Some even fought back with senile poetry... :D

Act I,Scene I

1st hostel party of the year..Monsoon 2007..Friendship Day..its a party organised by the 2nd and 3rd years by collecting funds for the merry making of the fourth year. 2k5 took its first step of defiance and boycotted 2k6 from it and, we were very proud of ourselves.

Act I, Scene II

"Every action has an equal and opposite action".
UG 2k6 didn't put up with ragging, hell! we didn't throw them FRESHERS!
Take that...!

Act I, Scene III

Tables turn

2k5 has a vote and a settlement is achieved between two very hyper mobs on every minute issue and finally settled for "let them be our juniors!" and they got to participate in hostel nite '08.

Act II, Scene I

2k6 and 2k7 throw us a gala friendship day party! And, mind you a rather impressive one!

Act II, Scene 1.5

Heated discussion amidst all subgroups of 2k5 pertaining to whether we are getting a hostel night altogether!

Act II, Scene 1.75

Confirmation of Hostel Night discussion going on in the rooms of our juniors.
OLA!

Act II, Scene II

Hostel Night party dates are clashing with lots of people activities on various sub levels.

Act II, Scene III

A final suitable date was devised and the Hostel night fever had started spreading with the putting up of the notice of the Hostel Night or AKA the official hostel night poster!

Act II, Scene IV

The hostel night fever had started spreading with the hunting down of tailors, matching accessories, running to gawher ali etc. etc.

Act II, Scene V

D-Day !!!!
The endless queues at THE sari person(*&^%), people lining up for her to make them help out with their saris, then lining up next by me for getting their make up done; while Richa and Ishanie rant on about how we should get to the arena! And,oh! the occasional interruptions of our juniors in our rooms to rush to the arena,but alas! Ended up just standing there ;)

Act II, Scene VI

Finally, the beautiful ladies trotted into the arena; while my spirits chanted,
"LET THE GAMES BEGIN!"

Epilogue

After four years, as I gear up to leave this wretched hell of a place, with which sadly enough like all the people who've been here & fell in love with, I be spared no different fate!
Sadly enough, I couldn't get to know my juniors half as nicely I should have or shared better bonds with. As the celebration of Hostel Nite concluded and the hour approaches when my soul hums,"All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go...", I wish I had shared more "photographs and still frames in your mind " with my juniors and more.....

3 Birthdays & A farewell!!!

How crazy do you think it is to come up with something as awesome as "3 birthdays & a farewell"???
Well, a bunch of junkies high on life, that's who think of it!!! LOL.
On a more serious note, a bunch of people who are just as crazy as me and who really get who I am!!!
The bunch of crazy people who would cut a Jack-o-Lantern instead of a cake, had watermelon and guavas for party food, lemon tea as beverage and a masquerade party as the theme of the party was "GO ORGANIC!!!", for the birthday gal who was and does take it on herself to make up for eco-friendliness that all of us lack in exercising in our daily lives. FYI she had once ran around with a cup near IC so that people don't use the plastic cups and SAVE THE ENVIRONMENT!!!! LOL.
Jokes apart!
You want to throw a party that's not just a party, but to stir your soul? Ask these bunch of folks not ordinary,at all!!!

Step 1: Send formal invites to the guests intended.
Step 2: Utilise all your otherwise free time, to decide the plan of what would entertain the guests concerned.
Step 3: Add finishing touches to make it look extremely suave .
Step 4: Shop for things that would be well suited by its owner!
Step 5: Make the movement so smooth that it would seem like they were doing that since birth.


To end it all, Graci amigos.!

Blue Allergies

So you think four years is a reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally Loooooooong time to spend in a small place like Ranchi which when compared to your usual run from your house to your beloved school seems minuscule? A place where the autos(the only payable conveyance readily available) made more noise than the ill-fated oxygen cylinder which crippled down the Apollo 13 mid air along with its space crew! A place which had so many rules and restrictions that made Alcatraz seem like a cheap attempt at a joke! A place where the lackadaisical attitude of the administration made you feel like you have mistakenly stepped into a government office? A place where facilities elsewhere within an arm reach, seems like a big honour on being available altogether!

Alas! darn it..darn the human body for being so adaptable and liking even the subjection of such heinous evils and hell even learning to love the tiny little perks of the place.

Its just a big bag of "greenery"(:evil grin:) and hell..you get to love even that!

The beautiful way the O.C. road lights up with the fresh green leaves with the onset of spring, the discovery of the "This is where BITOTSAV used to be held 50 years ago" spots, breaking into the rocketry deptt. and clicking a gazillion pictures at the same, going to the river with a bed sheet,alu parathas ,oranges and spending a lazy winter morning with a friend reading novels and snacking every once in a while, falling asleep on a road, sleeping off on the newspaper in the library while solving the crossword, staying outs & everything. After all, being a frequent facebook-r, the concept that this huge flimsy bag of greenery really makes the pictures add a touch if its own magic!

The place definitely has its own charisma..be it in its very apparent love of good and variant music amidst a certain circle of people; taste of exquisite gourmet food; value for money ambience, food and my personal favourite..BIT discount! you get it everywhere, be it seventh heaven or capitol hill and even PALASH!..alas we don't get it in floats..lol.

Guess, its all part of the game..as ma always made us include in every essay during our childhood days," As all good things must come to an end, so did this...", and as I end this article, I cough up the courage to say for once and for all,

"Goodbye Blue Sky"...

The Vicious circle.!!!!

A very ordinary day..exam time..full pressure..full work load..!
One day just before the exam I could not find my calculator, so off I went to the next door room, and and borrowed a calculator from the girl next door...!
There I went off for the examination, a "BUUUUUURNN..!!!!" paper, and I dashed out of the hall leaving my borrowed calculator back at the hall itself.!
So I lost a calculator that didn't belong to me, so I went and apologized to her, and promised to replace her calculator, and I went into hiding, not because I didn't want to, but I just thought that I'd go home and buy it once the winter holidays started (cause then I'm not spending my pocket money over it). Off to home I went...
The day I was supposed to come back to Ranchi, I went out and bought a calculator, and kept it in the room I kept everything I was supposed to pack.
Some how, I managed to not pack her calculator and come along. So there I was scurrying away whenever I caught a glimpse of her. But soon the cat caught up with the rat, and she interrogated me about the status of her much claimed to be replaced calculator, and I couldn't run away from the scene faster.
One day, she came to my room and said she needed the calculator the very next day for her, me running a cash crunch, could not manage for a new calculator the very other day. So I went hunting for a calculator, I couldn't find anybody who didn't need a calculator, finally I got one from a junior a rather sucky one as a last minute alternative. Then I got my new neighbour's calculator and handed it off to her. Then ended up running away from two people and now my neighbour's on my tail, haunting my room, leaving behind notes on my door etc. etc.
So finally, when I got the money today I went off and bought a calculator, and gave the calculator to my old neighbour took the new neighbour's calculator and gave it to my old neighbour and ended the vicious circle and boy does it feel great to be off the hook!

Stumbled upon...

"Stranger in a strange land..."

How often do we actually see a person helping another man, just like that. Just cause they are humans and of no other ulterior motive?
My guess is next to never, but when one finally gets lucky enough to be treated with such kindness, oh! what a great feeling it is! A sense of being pampered, and to top it off; by a stranger!

I myself know of quite a few cases where me or my friends or a mere acquaintance have been treated with such warmth that it has touched them indeed,for life.

I would like to give these strangers the honour that they deserve, by citing the instances.

I was going by the BIT bus to town on my own, the bus was pretty much packed with locals. I was sitting on a chair next to the alley way. The loafers seeing it as their moment of glory and triumph, were standing not only next to me, but putting their body weight and leaning on me. Being from Calcutta mere "huff" and "puff" is good enough to embarrass the "machos",and put them where they deserve to be. But, being in Jharkhand, the scenario had gone from bad to worse and being that kind of loud to help my situation, required quite some summoning of strength! By the time, I was preparing to shoo off the locals in the meanwhile the conductor came along to ask for the ticket fare and he was worse, cause I was no longer feeling the backside of random locals but a feel of full frontal of his family treasures. I was about to jump out of the bus at this particular moment, when the gentleman sitting next to me offered me the window seat and I couldn't have felt more safe,secure,delirious and jubilant. A few moments later, the stranger spoke to me, he was heralding from Calcutta, he was a non-Bengali yet he praised Calcutta and its chivalrous culture with such zeal and passion, that his words made me proud to be born of her rich soil.I never met him again, but every time I travel by the bus I do relive the series of events.

The next citation is to honour a stranger who helped my brother. My brother(MB) was at the New Delhi station waiting to pick up his friend. Unluckily enough, instead he got his pocket "picked"(Sorry, the pun was almost too tempting to be overlooked!). To top it off, his friends train got delayed by 8 hours(and, ah! it was back in the days when his phone had just got stolen.Yeah yeah i know a completely helpless situation.. just listen along will you?And, no I'm not making any of it up!!!). So there he was trapped in New Delhi station without any form of seeking help, for 8 hours! He was looming around,hopelessly; when he saw a boy a few years younger to him and he seemed approachable. So MB approached him with his heart pounding in his mouth, explained his scenario and asked him for 20 bucks, the guy said he'd seen my brother around and gave him a 50 buck note. MB asked him for his address, but he said its all right and he walked off.

The next citation is to honour my beloved DD..She was travelling in a bus. The conductor approached her for a ticket, she had a 500 rupee's note and the conductor was threatenning to throw her off the bus if she didn't hand him over change. She asked for change from the passengers to her left and to her right. DD already running late, was getting very flustered with the present scenario. Then, an elderly female pitying her situation, paid for her tickets and when DD(being DD), looked at her with wide, confused, baffled and bewildered eyes; the elderly woman just nodded at her with such warmth, that she felt indebted to her from that moment on to beyond eternity.

There are perhaps countless number of times when ONE(yes..it's hinted at u! ;) ) actually gets to experience this almost extinct feeling of being human,kindness of humans,and what is humanity all about!

And,boy oh! VOYY, Its wonderfulLy cherished by each One of us, lucky enough to be Victims for Experiencing such sinfUl pleasures.

Blocks

There are phases of one's life where things become so important that the day just seems wrong without it.

In early years of my life- looney tunes, tom & jerry, roger rabbit, garfield, aladdin etc. was just a daily dose of laughter that seemed mandatory.Laughing at the same old sequences that I had by heart, but still the expected sequence brought out the fits of laughter as it had the first time I saw it.

Then another five years down the line and things added - school seemed the main fun programme that provided the much required daily dose of amusement.
All the friends, the canteen, the running away to the water cooler to skip out on a class but then chickening out at the last minute by the idea of getting caught. Running to the last seat of the bus after school gets over, and claiming your right to it as if it were your heirloom, looking down upon at all the other kids who were in buses later than ourselves..and definitely booing at them.

School got over like a yawn..while it was fun while I was at it, the prospect of an impending clearer specialized "blur" of my supposed future which would be like a portrait, if done with enough thought or may just turn out to be a disaster like cookies left for more than the intentional time span in the oven.!

Colleges, institutes, universities- everything seemed so luring and to difficult to be chosen between. Now the daily dosage of college hunt seemed like a never ending and addictive pursuit.
Finally, success..!College chosen. Day 1 seems eternally away. Daily nausea, apprehensiveness, anxiety etc. everything just seemed part and parcel of the game.

College started and I never realised how smoothly and effortlessly I fit into the mould I was given and while I cribbed about the constraints..(hell.! all my friends did)..still somehow it all kinda made sense...
This got the ball rolling..I sought my friend group, chose few friends over the others, preferred fewer friends, went an extra mile to be with somebody for some extra moments, sifted through the fair weather birds and the ones that "stick", chose "perks" over moribund life...The entire charisma of the place just got addictive. The endless movie marathons, the hunt for new episodes of wanted series, the trivial pursuits if downloading and failing miserably, watching certain "friends" , "how i met your mother", "big bang theory", "heroes"..just all in the package..!
The cool weather, the no-pollution environment, the two storeyed buildings, the small town-ness of the place, the people, the endless memories, the unaccountable moments of delirious fits of laughter... the weird,weirder, weirdest things that I've indulged in with few exclusives..unlearning things in its own sweet way..Just about everything..!

All these things and many more unaccountable things had their own magic to my life..they imparted their little but not insignificant charm to it, altered the ideas slightly but not infinitesimally, provided us with perspective in a different but focused sense.All these things had their little parts to play..

After all,life is just like utilizing blocks..it makes no sense individually, but when put together it can add to perhaps one of the most significant buildings for the skyline of a city.