Bhindeshi Tara

amar bhindeshi taara

eka raateri akashe

tumi bajale ektara

amar chilekothar pashe

thik shondhe namar mukhe

tomar naam dhore keu daake

mukh lukiye kar buke

tomar golpo bolo kake

amar raat jaga taara

tomar onno paray bari

amar bhoy pawa cehara

ami adote anari

amar akash dekha ghuri kichu mitthe bahaduri

amar chokh bedhe dao alo dao santo shitol pati

tumi mayer motoi bhalo ami eklati poth hati

amar bicchiri ek tara

tumi naona kotha kane

tomar kisher eto tara

rasta par hobe sabdhane

tomar gaye lagena dhulo amar dumutho chal chulo

rakho sorire haat jodi ar jol makho dui haate

plz ghum hoye jao chokhe amar mon kharaper raate

amar raat jaga tara

tomar akash choya bari

ami paina chhute tomay

amar ekla lage bhar...........

In absolute love with this song. Soothes me each and every time I listen to it. Awesome creation. A pensive mood makes the song even more beautiful.Enjoying it like never bofore!

Jaundice memories

“Tobo mukut porilo podotole hay eki dosha
Egg roll e aaj sudhui peyaj nai sosha”

Chandrabindoo guessed a little wrong. Egg roll e ajkal they don’t give any peyaj & stack it with sosha. Guess that’s coz of the high price of peyaj. I still remember buying onions at a ‘very high’ price of Rs10/kg when dad had jaundice. I was in class 1 or 2 then. In new ballygunge. I used to a lot of shopping in those days. Mom used to go to the bazaar coz baba was all ‘yellow’(nah not like Coldplay!) and in those few days we ate only rui mach coz she never dared to go beyond that fearing that she would get duped by the fishmongers! And we ate ladies-finger which were actually harder to bite than an actual lady’s finger! And lau at almost double the price! Ahh man. Nostalgia of dad’s jaundice. But it was really fun in those days! Those probably were the best days of my life!

Nesha

ek antaheen opekkha.hoyto tomar e jonyo.kintu tumi koi?tumi hole morichika.accho ki?na.hoyto ba achho.aar aami?aami khuje berai kumeru,sonali morubhumir majhhe.aar tumi morichika hoye amay hatchhani dao.e je ek odbhut neshay ami motto.bari boshe thakte parina aami.sei morubhumi,surjer sei tibro roshmi.jaliye puriye chharkhar kore dey.na amar sorir na.amar ontortake.tobu aami chhute berai.kintu keno?ei sei nesha.hotath ekta cactus.tatei helan diye suye pori.tao nei kono nirer sondhan.chhinnobhinno hoye jay bairer sorirtao.jirno,asohay,dishaheen-tobu keno chhute berai bolte paro tumi?e kemon nesha??????????????

In LOVE with

In love with :

Music (can anyone really live without it?)
Chelsea (true blue always!!)
Food (biriyani deserves special mention)
Aritra (needs no explanation)
Eclecia (new found love)
South Point (old love)
Denver (u fill up my senses!)
Dan Brown (breathtaking)
Aritra & Mayank (had to mention them together)
Nascent (freshers’ welcome)
Mathematics (still my favourite subject)
Her (yeah I do love her)
Floyd (feel closer to heaven)
Brazil (samba)
Jana gana mana
Guitar (my 1400 worth true tone)
Chatting (unnecessarily wasting my time away)
Chasbas (credits to Farmville)
Heritage (present love)
Butin & Tampu(these 2 are obvious)
Money (who doesn’t love u?)
Her again
Black t-shirts (do I have any of other colour?)
Movies (sorry cant single out one)
India
Rehman (genius)
Nettech (spend the best one month of life with them at SMIT)
Life (I just love the ups & downs of it although some of it is quite unpleasant)
Blue (my fav colour though I hav this tremendous affinity towards black)
Chetan Bhagat (love his style)
AXN The Amazing Race (coz dats what life is)
SMSing (best way to keep contact)
Tv (idiots do prefer idiot box)
Her again
Parents (don’t show, but I guess I do)
Career Launcher classes (my love for Maths & English)
Sine curve (this needs a huge explanation)
Sadness (coz that when u get to enjoy happier times)
My diary (holding some of my deepest ‘secrets’)
Blogging (sorry! I ignore it at times)
The Kite Runner(for u a thousand times over)
Kutkuting (orkut,facebook,twitter)
Her again
& finally
MYSELF

What facebook says

Well this is not what i have written about me,but what facebook has returned in a couple of quizzes!And well i guess most of the predictions match!


You love the crowd... a party animal! Too many “friends”, you can’t easily tell which among them is real and not...

You’re usually expressive... Open about your emotions an...d most of the time willing to talk about it.

You love deeply... you may flirt along and people think you’re a playboy/playgirl but the truth is: your heart belongs to only one.

You have so many ideas in mind... You’re creative and aggressive! If you want something, you’ll do anything to get it!

You’re an ideal boyfriend/girlfriend... You don’t care if your partner doesn’t really love you as long as you love him/her. You give your all...

You’re undoubtedly good-natured! Most of the time, people are confident to approach you because they know you will consider them.

You’re independent! You’re also risky just like the bajaken who sail in the vast and dangerous ocean to look for treasures!


When people look into your eyes, they see mysteries galore. You're a deep and intellectual person, and others can see that through your sparkling eyes. You're quiet and shy, but once you get to know someone, you become comfortable around them. Your eyes often spark curiousity in others, and it bothers people how they can never tell what you're really thinking. You're hard to read and often hide your true emotions.

The Night I Cried

That day I cried. Buried my head in between two pillows & I cried. The whole night almost. I only stopped when fatigue got the better of my heartbreak. My pillow had never been so wet. It was drenched. My nose got blocked. I choked. A day when even music couldn’t help me overcome the pain. It was a night I’ll never forget. I had never been so much hurt in my entire life. It wouldn’t have hurt me so much had it come from someone I don’t love that much. But when it comes from someone I really love from the deepest core of my heart, my God it hurts like hell. It felt that a blast had taken inside me which couldn’t come out. I love to love people around me without caring if they love me or not. But then if I get this by loving people then I may just lose faith in love. My conscience tells me I’m not a bad guy though I may have many faults. It tells me I understand the true meaning of friendship, the true meaning of love & how to love the people around me. I always want to see people around me happy specially the people I love. I just want to love. Make this world a better place. But I get misunderstood. Maybe I should be meaner from now, more selfish & think about myself before thinking about others. Maybe then she will understand me.
But I cried………I cried the whole night…………….the pillow is still wet……….my heart still aches………I live in hope………..I’ll wait…………..I promise to be good………..I’m waiting………& waiting…………& waiting………..till I breathe my last………………..

Sister

Its bhai phonta today. True I have quite a few sisters from whom I get phontas I really miss not having a sis of my own. Well to me until now I find this relation to be the most divine. Among siblings I guess the relation that works out the best is between an elder brother & a younger sis. Many agree to this. It’s a relation where I have been able to love the most & from which I have received the maximum love. My parents may feel sad from such a comment of mine but then at this age that’s what I feel. Maybe if I grow up a bit more & get a bit more mature my perceptions would change. But let’s not delve into future. Sometimes I feel unlucky; sometimes I feel the lack of somebody other than parents & good friends in my life. That is the time I really feel the need of a sister. It’s nobody’s fault that I don’t have a sister of my own. Maybe in my reincarnation I’ll have one. But I really love the ones I have. Cousins they may be, but they are really really special to me. One bade goodbye a bit too early. And the other one I get to see once in every two years almost. Rotten luck! I tried to make some sisters from my very good friends. Didn’t run into any luck there either. So I really fear ‘making’ new sisters these days. I can’t allow this relation to be hurt in any way.
To me probably this relation defines love. At a stage when I was confused at to what love really is this relation taught me a lot. And my fucking heart can love a lot. More than it is capable of!!!! Then it starts to hurt sometimes. But then I don’t care. I just love to love…..

Why does this mess happen with me always? Is it because I love so deeply? But I thought if I can love it is a virtue not a vice. The world doesn’t seem to think in the same way as I do. And there lies the problem. But at the end of everything one thing is common. I get hurt. Big time. I cry,shout,tear,scream. But silently. So that the people around me cant understand anything. They have their own set of problems. Why bother them? I’ve always identified myself as a problem solver not a problem creator. But the world sometimes forgets that this problem solver can also get hurt. Then this problem solver finds no other problem solver around. Pain pain & more pain. But then I know how to recover. And I do end up recovering somehow. But not before it has left a deep cut in my heart. I hope my heart is big & strong enough to withstand all these cuts. Now a days I even fear making friends. Coz I might just end up losing that person again. To be specific I fear loving people now. If this goes on someday the devil might take over my soul. Then will it be good for the world???????

where is the love?

Love fears me. It thinks I’m hatred & I’m gonna eat it up. So it never comes to me easily. And whenever it comes,it leaves even faster keeping me alone. Stranded. Alone & crying. There seems to be too much hubris in its attitude. As if I don’t deserve it at all. Fcuk man, fcuk. Yeah I know I’m not the best person on earth but not so bad that I don’t deserve it at all. People worse than me in many respects get a lot of it. Foook. And in the end it is me who is left cursing love. I ask my conscience ‘Am I a good guy?’ The answer is always a big YES. And to be frank I never pressurize my conscience to give out an affirmatory answer. I am true to my conscience. Very very true coz I don’t believe in cheating myself. Still the guy called love eludes me. Plays hide n seek with me. According to the laws of probability I should be able to catch it by now. But I keep missing it. Maths fails in these respects. I fail. I can only hope that love wins. Else this won’t be a better world to live on. I always pray that the love that never enters my life at least enters the life of all those I love. I can only hope that those people keep on smiling for the rest of their lives & remain happy. If they are happy even the absence of love in my life cant make me sad!!!!!

CA ya CO?

Hmm. So exams over. Exam full of controversies. Went to give CA exam. Got a CO paper(around 50%). Still gave exam. Kudos to us! Kudos to WBUT! I laughed throughout the exam. Was trying to get something or the other from Nilu & Arindam. But their condition was no good either. So bravely copied almost all the questions. Wrote some gibberish. And when even my gibberish stock got over I merrily wrote ‘Out of Syllabus’. That was just an awesome experience. Think of it. You go to write history exam & you find you have been given the political science paper. And people try to justify it saying that since you have read that in previous year you should remember it! God! Help those poor people affected by Aila & the people of WBUT. Tell them there is a syllabus. Tell them generally in sane universities papers are set according to syllabus! Had it happened in JU or BESU there would have been furious student protest about this. Star Ananda won’t have wasted any moment covering it. And a huge furore would have been created. Would have resulted in another hostel evacuation. Calling the police,the RAF & what not! But we are true exponents of Gandhigiri. ‘When the enemy slaps you in one cheek, show him the other cheek’. Only this time the enemy slapped in the other one also. And it goes on slapping. Ouch! Ouch! It hurts man. But who cares? WBUT? WORST BENGAL UNIVERSITY OF TECHNOLGY! Yeah they do. They care a lot. They carefully mess up the paper again in the next sem! Really responsible people! Else how can MBA people get engineering questions?
God knows what’s in store for us. Next time we might even get a biotech paper!

‘Kotoi rongo dekhi duniyay!’

currently reading

Happy Birthday!

It is her birthday today! 25^th of Baisakh. A person whom I loved from the deepest core of my heart. And there is absolutely no doubt that she loved me the same way. There are very few people in this world whom I really fall in love with. She was one of them. We shared such moments of bliss together. Moments that made her smile, made me smile. Moments that made the world a happier place to live-for her, for me, for people all around us. Moments that made her forget probably what was some horrible past for her. Her smile, her anger, her tears, her activities- everything was so beautiful in its own way! We had a blast during her birthday last year. And she was looking absolutely stunning! Nobody could take their eyes off her. A certain tiara on her head made her more beautiful.

There were moments we spent together. Just the two of us. Moments of bliss. Her wide sweet smile, her energy, exuberance, her charm always left me floored. There never was a more beautiful person in this world. And probably there never will be one either! She liked to sit on my stomach & jump about on it. Pulling my hair with all her might was probably her favourite activity. And the tiger soft toy! She probably loved it more than anything in this world. Sadly even me!

But that’s it. She is no more. Any more reminiscence of her would make me cry now. Something I couldn’t do when she actually left me. I couldn’t cry. I don’t know why. But I just couldn’t. So huge was the shock. She is in her own la-la-land now far from me, from us & the erstwhile world she belonged to!

All I can say now is

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!”

(what would have been her second birthday)

 

 

PJ Collection 2

1.A boy throws a bottle of Bournvita out of the window.A cat sees it, and takes the bottle of bournvita and buries it under the ground.
Why?
Because 'CAT-BURIES' Bournvita

2.Three cockroaches were going on the road, suddenly one of them started singing the song'AASHIQ BANAYA AAPNE'.Few mins later, all the three cockroaches died......any idea why?????
COZ the song is HIT ......

3.Other than being fruits, what is common between an Apple and an Orange?
think
socho socho
the answer is ..........
They Both Are Not a Banana !!

4.How would u calculate volume of a person whos memory is lost????
Think.......
its 1/3(pi*r*r*h)
do u know why.............
b'coz he repeatively says,"mein CONE hun???".

4.Ek aadmi marne vala hei to use kya khilaoge ........
sweets ... nops
think
are yaar
Birla White Cement
"kyunki iske ander jaan hai......."

5.Do you know why the name of Madras was replaced by
Chennai???
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Think......
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Think..
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Bit more.......
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Because...a Madrassi wears lungi and there is no zip means
chen..nai...

PJ Collection 1

How about some awesome PJs?

1.You are in a boat in the middle of a river. 
You have 2 cigarettes and have to light any one cigarette.
You don't have anything else with you in the boat.
How will you do it?

Solution 1
Take one cigarette and throw it in the water. So the boat will become 
LIGHTER........using this LIGHTER you can light the other cigarette.

Solution 2
You throw a cigarette up and catch it. 
Catches win Matches. 
Using the matches that you win, you can light the cigarette

Solution 3
Take water in your hand and drop it drop by drop...
TIP TIP barsa Pani. Pani ne aag lagayee"
use the aag to lit the ciggy

2.Why did the girl changed her name from Shruti to Shraxis?
Ans: Because UTI bank is now Axis bank.

3.Who can make Ganesh turn into Anesh
Ans:Kailash Kher(coz he sang tere naam se G loon)

Currently reading 'The Righteous Men' by Sam Bourne

ECLECIA 09

Its been million and millions of years since i last posted in here. My writing skills have deproved(sorry just cant remember the opposite of improve) remarkably over the last few months. Only because i am writing so little of late. well ECLECIA 09 the annual cultural festival of Heritage Institute of Technology got over on the 5th. was too busy with it for the last 2 months or so. missed so many classes that even I ended up on the EPA list(extremely poor attendance). ebar to ektu chap hobei. but what to do. suddenly fell in love with the college fest & literally worked my ass out for it. and it was a great success.had our curtain raiser ceremony at Mani Square Mall. Prithibi & Eshaan provided the perfect kick start to the fest on the second day. Rhythmscape feat. Amyt Dutta won the hearts of one & all. Probably the best performance of the fest. Breathe - the delicate sound of Floyd from UK enthralled us all. the intoxicating experience of Pink Floyd was too good to be ignored. Finally the was Toshi,Dj Harish with InDjnous tribe & Rapper Sid on the final day. Musically the worst day for me. but the day which say the maximum crowd. around 5000. & that left me all sad. the two days preceeding produced music of much higher quality that the final day. but alas! if only the college crowd understood a bit more music.......

DAKSHH calling

DAKSHH the annual techno-management fest of HERITAGE INSTITUE OF TECHNOLOGY is gonna start tomorrow.some awesome events are going to take place.most imp bein the robotics events.DAKSHH has a nice website at www.dakshh.org