Snowy holidays...

That day I was talking to one my Mafia god mother Mette... I was so fascinated to visit denmark and the snowy cities.. I used to so love the game Max Payne for the snowy surroundings it got in it...and I played it in winter too... I so want to run around New York with a sawed off shot gun killing bad guys under snow...hehehehe me and my hitman fantasy.... I so wanted to tell you this before :)

lalallalala ..i told you....oh btw do u wanna book  a chalet for this winter ..for the ski chalet holidays ..u do need to check it out... i so love to take one myself one day...

till then I should get back to my work 

love and my lovely

I so want to write about our new relation but I am scared to write about it ...

But then I promised her that this post will be all about her... :)

but then... let it be a bliss... many of you already know her and many of you don't...but I guess it is not high time to spill the beans...

but then add me in facebook and you will know :D and don't forget to add me on your farmville and mafia...hehehehe.. :D

okiee enough of masti...
it is her first letter of love.. just a few lines about what she feels about this relationship :)

"Sedin...

Raat jegechilam.. tomar chokher aloy bhor kore

Aar brishti..

Se to sara raat dhore, janlar gaa beye amar aanchol rangiye chilo"

The fluttering of those soft petals, when i touched them with mine, invoked the deadliest of rain that day. If you hadn’t embrace me in your arms, i would have been washed away... washed away towards an unknown horizon

OH!! yeah we have planned our honeymoon in Alps ..but then I thought...honeymoon pe Alps jaake karenge kya... don't you think wastage of bucks when actually u will be busy in sum rather important sports than skiing..but I guess the snowboarding holidays then will be handy :D ....

oh btw .... she is lovely and she loves me very much and apart from me being a lousy busy bee she loves every other bit of mine...I will come back with more..  :)..soon... and for the bengali translation...please ask me if you need to know :)

The story of a nobody

That morning.....

 

I am a nobody..an average looking person. I am 5' 6"" , kind of fair but I never felt so but my mother always said I am one. So, I guess you have to believe her. I earn quite a decent but I need to take trains still to reach my office. I so dream that one day flying cars will all over the city and I can fly anywhere in a second but till then I guess I should grace the railways. I am very happy as she smiled yesterday. Yeah! she smiled at me. Can you believe that she smiled ?? I thought she never will know that I like her but today i am thinking to ask her name. I should take it slow . i don't want her to think I am desperate.

10 hours later.

Shitt! I am late ... The boss is such a moron ...what was so necessary about the meeting . I knew he was not going to attend that anyways. She must have left by now. I am such a loser , a girl smiled at me and here I am coming late when I was supposed to ask her name. I am taking it so slow. I know this is the reason none of the girls in my college liked me. Hey!! thank god !! There she is. Should I go to her??? No, I shuld wait , I should not look desperate, but it is just the name .. no I am not going, Oh god!! she is looking at me....Should I smile or not??? ....What the hell was that sound?? What is it??? ..My god!! what hit me?? Shitt!! is this blood?? Oh God !! it is blood... it is paining so much...Shitt!! my head's all shaky , I  can't stand ...why this is happening to me ...why I am hit?? Oh god!! am I going to die...it is so paining. Why is the darkness all around???...

3 more hours later...

Where am I?? Why I am in hospital??? Was it mom?? No no !! I want to see my mother.. What the hell they pushed in me... ??

9 days later.....

how long I was asleep. Why I am feeling so weak...? Why I am feeling sleepy... Mom!! I can see her.. why my hands not moving???

44 days later......

The doctors discharged me today and told me that I can go home.. I am going home in taxi.. it has been so long since I rode home in a taxi...I heard they caught one and is now in jail..

365 days later.....

I am scared !! They said in TV that it can happen again tomorrow..1 year... And I still don't know what was her name... I never saw her again...my friends say that she was hit very bad ..one bullet to her chest and one grazed through her throat..I don't want to believe them...but her smile still haunts me...and the killer is still sitting in comfort...

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This was the story of the nobody... who survived the 26/11 but lost a lot of blood and is scared, yet he embraced his life once again. all he wants to ask what was his fault that he was gunned down without any reason and why the criminal is still sitting in comfort in jail while he can't sleep in night and can't move unscared in a crowded place....

Once again ...my condolences for the deceased and admiration towards the survivors who are still fighting the odds and moving on in the 'land of opportunities' ..yeah Mumbai..the same land where a MLA was beaten by fellow MLAs as he took the oath in Hindi instead of marathi ..which is crime for some Marathi Manus who are bullying weaks yet pee their pants when it comes to fighting the real enemy...the land for which whole India cried and still prays.....This my tribute for the brave soldiers and commoners who laid down their life as they felt themselves Indians...

PS:I so wanted to write about my new relation.. but I guess today is not the day to write..so .. and God bless you all.... JAI HIND.. Stay safe...

Pic disclaimer : The image used is completely random and bear no resemblance with the character of the fiction, anything else is purely coincidental.. weblinks are intact and if objected will be removed ... thank you...

Love and the wedding...

Yeah!! I am so happy... can't tell u the reason if u ain't smart enough to know that...okie go and read the prev post... u will get the hint... :) so this post is gonna be all happy happy..no crappy :D

Few days back I had been to Kolkata to attend a marriage ceremony of two of my classmates....Anirban Dutta and Payel Ghosh Dutta. As u guys know that I am not so ceremonies type guy...but this was actually imporant for me as I was gonna reunited with college buddies whom I never seen in these 4 year after passing out... and the other reason is that we have shifted to Kolkata and it was a wonderful time to meet mom n dad out of blue... but there is also on reason which actually compelled me to do so was Anirban saved me from drowning..which he politely admits to not remember but  I saw my death there and if he din't have jumped in to save me..I would have drowned there and then only.... So it was necessary for me to be with him on the day which meant a lot to him...

Okiee now let the pictures do the talking....

This is Anirban and he is the most coolest guy u will ever see.. who was not evn dressed up 1 hours before this pic....

 

The Wedding bus...supposed to be Partha sarathi.. the name of Lord Krishna..but eventually ended up being Paratha Sarathi... kinnda suitable for the wedding bus :D ..bus which leads us too loads of Parathe :D

 

The two classmates..Payel and Anirban finally tied together in the wedlock ..No prize for guessing that it was a love marriage arranged by their family :D

 

Like every story there is a guy who takes the fallout... :D he got devasted ..but yet he can't refuse..when it comes to eating in a wedding and both the groom and bride invited him..and he couldn't refuse either :D

Lovable gals of my college..yeah the guy in extreme left 'Sanyal' was too cute then and too cute now to be removed from lovable gals category :D

My mom n dad..so happy to see them married...Mummmaaaaaaaaa Meri Shadi bhi karwaogi ya nhi ????

 

Yeah!!! Bengali  marriage and that too without yummy food is not possible... oh btw the finger in the left side is mine... so don't think about eating that up too : D

So this was the marriage ceremony .. and believe me the fun we had together was so awesome... meeting all my frnds of B.tech days and the lingua we used to use...was awesome...I so want to get married... :D and no prize for guessing that I finally found the gal... :)

Ps: I am not disclosing the name of my 'soon to be'...because she wants me to go slow now ..at least when it comes to the final declaration...but no she is not taking our relationship slower...Muaaah !!! It feels so  good to be in love... :)

My life : Death and Love..

The rate by which I was updating my site... many of the people got really scared ...scared because..they din't know what to comment reading those ultra sensible ;) posts..so I slowed things up..coming to the post..

This week was quite unusual... because lot of things happened which really affected me a lot...

There was a girl during my B.Tech days ..Swati Maity... I was very fond of her...and like teens we used to plan a lot like a dream house for both of us and lots of other things...she used to have a characteristic perfume which was pungent to me in the start but after that it was like a sigh of relief as I know who is coming next...

She was kinnda crazy....one day she collapsed of weakness and one of my frnd gave her a resuscitation and she fell for that guy..and by that time I had some issues with her and we grew apart....the guy was sweet..but was hot tempered more better he was like short tempered and was always in his crazy mode... he was very fond of me... and I don't know now about his feelings..but I am still fond of him.. there were loads of crazy incidents and Swati and that boy fell in love.. they were the ideal pair...but both were crazy ...and they used to fight like kids fighting for some freaking candy...

And things changed when one day Swati slammed an iron door on him and broke his front tooth and then the family dropped in and with some serious accusations and altercations their family perpetrated their break-up...a shitty act which changed her life completely....and she got herself buried in books and coffee..her life dramatically changed from a bubbly girl to a sensible but lost girl and soon I found out that issues  we were fighting on were not that correct...but it was late...we had gone a long distance walking on different paths and there was no chance of getting back to sweet days...but we were close at least she was to me and I somehow felt that she cared for me a lot..but there were some crazy frnds of mine who were filling in some crazy shits to her ears about things I suppossedly said and I myself knew nothing about ... but yeah!! i do have a foul mouth..so I don't know for sure...

Her life was all messed up ..her two roommates also left her alone to their own life and there she was a all happy girl to a lone caffeine addict... she got admission in IISC Bangalore in Molecular biotech department and she got herself indulged in her work and sooner she lost herself in that...

This monday I got a mail from my friends that she is no more...I verified and I got that she died of a rare disease 'Kitoacidosis' caused due to prolonged hunger and irregular food habits which pathetically medical world is still hapless when it comes to its treatment... Thinking of her gasping  for breath and suffering cardiac arrest is itself painful to me.. I was devastated and like always I cried a lot...and I cried more when I talked to her family...lonely parents surviving after the death of their single child...I wanted to write her an obituary...but I am stalling it for laterz ....

But that's not all :)...there is a new spark in my life...

A girl who has gone from her regular friend label to something more this week..I don't know what's happening ...as I don't want to take things fast ..as I am lucky enough to get love all the time but I am unlucky as the extinct Dodo when it comes to relationships.... but yeah I am getting closer to her day by day ...

Some of you can guess who she is ..who are regular in my FB... but some of you won't have a clue...but for her privacy ..I am not disclosing her name as she don't want to surprise her dumb gang of frnds that she is in love with some guy who drinks smokes and do what not ..naah !! I guess she herself is puzzled how she fell for me...but u all know I am terribly addicting if u get me in high doses and I know she was caught offguard.....

I hope that this is not an infatuation as she is quite a good girl to be my life partner..with all the highs and all the sweet lows...

I am taking things slow because last time it was terribly painful for me when ex-gf kicked my ass out her life as her brother disapproved me but later I came to know from her that I am terribly incompatible with her and last month she banged up my phone and said the the magic three words " I hate you" ...

so I guess that was enough of closure for me ...as I am not a "fucking newspaper" which u gonna wait in the morning to read and admire ..and fucking 'think not twice' to wipe ur ass if u r out of the tissues in ya toilet ..

But still I have to take up things slowly as my all last relationships taught me one thing... " Sourish u r so lovable and sweet yet people can' live with you together..They just have too many compatiblity issues..so u  should carry ur lousy-arse out of thier life or they will dump u out ..." :D

But I somehow feel that things gonna be different this time but I am keeping my finger crossed...

I know this death and love is contrasting but it is my life..see.. always sumthing  happening...I started the post with tears and now I have a smile...death and love....do change ur life... :)

PS: Soon I am starting a series of guest posts, so that you get a break from me sometimes :D ...

Image courtesy : Links intact... :)

Rising Prices and Prostitution in India ......

India is going through a delicate phase when we all want to do some changes and sadly it all ends up in wanting only...very few of us actually tried to do something but we all spend a lot of time bitching about how politics is draining us up..... As John. F. Kennedy once said...

Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country.

And pathetic enough, we are still not learning to use our resources...

As the title says... yesterday Mr. Pawar told in one conference that this year the Kharif crops got mostly affected by rain n drought and the rising prices are not gonna come down till  Rabi crops comes in picture and that may be in March- April 2010 and he told media that government has taken loads of measures to curb prices ( funnily enough !!! I found Potato was Rs 16 a month ago now it is Rs. 20 :D and veggies prices..lol.. quadrupled in 4 months )

I was thinking other day , I earn some 666.67 bucks per day and live alone..and still I am reluctant to buy that Reebok which caught my eyes a year ago...what daily labors are doing then with 100 a day and family of mostly 8-10 members??? The basic food like Rice and Flour cost some 20 bucks each, of the most ordinary type and with potato being 20, what poor people are eating...veggies are off the table that I know for sure...??? So why crime not gonna rise ..why people won't turn toward terrorism and heists and murder and prostitution.

In Mumbai and New Delhi and in other metros , the living cost is so high that several of call center and office going girls are turning toward prostitution to support their lifestyle of some basic necessity. I even heard that since anonymity is a turn-off for the money spenders these girls have to carry their CV as a proof of they being working middle class girls and separate themselves for ordinary call girls. And the most pathetic enough is that even school going girls have found this way suitable for supporting their extravagant expenses. I don't know what is happening but we are again going to the medieval age where women term was used in tandem with physical pleasure. and believe me if you go to metros you will find male and transsexual prostitutes too catering both males and females.

I thought places like Varanasi , not a very big city are still untouched... when I was proved wrong...As few days back when I was strolling in ghats with my camera ..a guy approached me and asked if I was interested in playing games..I took it lightly and asked about it..he immediately handed me a photo album, and you can't imagine what I saw over there...loads of pics of girls scantily clothed in some modern fashion-wears with age ranging from 11 to 30. Can u imagine 11 and these girls were not only locals but some international tourists too who don wanna go back and found it as an easy work...I do admit ..I did got a stir in my undergarments but all thing went cold when I thought about the girls of these tender age being used and bruised by monsters. So I told the guy to go away politely giving him an excuse that I can't afford 2000 bucks to fuck minors and others are all overpriced and that is where I went wrong that guy came down to some 500 bucks for the youngest of girls and I was literally pissed at the cheapness of that guy. I firmly denied him but he was very pressing on that..soon I saw some duty officers patrolling... Yeah !! you might be thinking that I handed him to Police but no!! I just asked him politely that meet me there a place like 500m away and I will come with my bike and fetch the girl  after paying him there and yeah!! I fled the scene...not because I didn't have bucks to fuck but I found it morally disgusting to do so...but I don't think that guy didn't found any customers that day coz I know the world is full of perverted people and if he din't had those underage girls as an attraction in the album I might have chosen one lady for myself and talking to POLICE seemed vain as I know how their racket incorporates local politicians and police and local thugs.

I was disturbed a lot...but soon I realized it is not they who are wrong it is we who are making them live wrong. We for our pleasure indulge in something like this and encourage more people like those pimps to fetch girls from all the contours of poverty stricken India.

I don't know what we can do about it...as prostitution is not a recent phenomena it was there since ages and the underskirt fantasies are not gonna die soon among boys. Do u kno what we can do with these rising prices ????

PS: I tried not to be explicit but sumtimes nudity is needed for attracting people to see the actual cause.. I hope u understand and read it with discretion.

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Festivals- Durgapuja and me

I had been long trying to update my blog with all the crazy things I did in vacation but either I don't get time to publish or I don't have mood to wait and edit the pics to be posted so that u can load it on your browser... OHHH one more thing...I m gonna have to blog template..this is one takes too long to upload and I will have to manually update my blogroll... so many of the bloggers who ain't updating or not coming here are gonna be off my list...it is getting too crowded....

DAmn!!! this is why I don't update post...I am feeling damn sleepy.....even though I m listening to hard rock from my lappy in my department..I want just to sleep.... I guess I have to take a nap before I write another word!!!....

Back!!! lol...as if u missed my writing... :D like the hell u wanna read more... so I get to my post....

This September end I was home celebrating Durgapuja which is highest rated festival in the eastern side and is highly raed in western too but with a different name ie Navratri...

Kolkata is famous for its Durgpauja, a festival with tremendous rush and lights which some extravagant expenses. But as I am not a people person, I preferred not to roam much, part of which also because of terrorist attack threat and Swine flu scare....

Though my sister disagreed and I had to go with them....

These are all the pics...that I took during Durgapuja...

This is my Elder sister, ever ready when it comes to camera :P

The extravagant Pandaals I was talking about....it is made up of rows of Boats :P. 25 pally :P

The Durgapuja ghumna phirna is never complete without this.. Eggroll :P

oopsy Daisy!! I almost forgot to show you the picture of Durga mata  and the guys in front is my family..mom dad , didi, nephew and my di's hubby ...and left hand extrme is the a volunteer...  :P no prize for guessing else...

Durgapuja is never complete without the community lunch where we all sit together to have hot khichdi , papad chatni and sabzi and it is reallly enoyment at its best as I got to know laods of chicks from that community lunch only....

So these are few snapshots of me spending September end during my two week long vacation...The next post will be about the Road to diwali....

Love u all....