Faces, Men, Minds...

A face just floats by... It has no identity... It has no name... Yet its a familiar face... Face, Face, Face... So many things are symbolized by the face... Yet the so very familiar face is now just another face... Funny how things change... Funny how some things never change... The face hasn't changed... The familiarity has... Try & remember... Try & remember... Who was it??? Who was it??? Ahhhh..... The face has a name... But the name is much hated... Bunk the name... Next what do we do??? Errrr....Well, forget the face... It has troubled a lot... New faces are on their way... Funny how some faces change & the people having them... Everybody thought about the face... The person was forgotten... Nobody understood the person... Everybody misunderstood... Sad world... A sadder face... But its the mind that is the saddest... Don't worry mind... You share the same fate as the face... Your time will come soon... Till then... Bye Bye...

Not Much To Write...

A few of my favourite posts...... The laziness in me has completely taken over & hence this total lack in life.... Sorry for any unintentional plagiarism.....

• It's time to leave...

• Woman or Wo(e)man...

• The "Cold" Bengali...

• Al-Gibber...

• Cities in the Air...

The Magician...

Nothing seems nice these days... Strange!!! Too much work to do with no brains to work with... Well the void needs to be decreased & I see no way out... Waiting for a miracle or rather waiting to create one... Moses will rise again... Water will flow out of the rocks & magic shall be created... Such are the stuff dreams are made of... Not the materialistic wants we have... The magician will return to his full glory... Its just a matter of time... Till then I am what I am & have to be what I am...

It Goes On....

Ahhh!!! I'm back.... Only for a moment & the moment's gone!!! I shudder in this bloggers' world... Songs are scribbled & joy rides are described... Bombastic words... strong enough blow the living cells out of my tiny little brain... I survive... Estranged, bereft of company & monotony sets in... I'm no superman, yet expected to be so... I live on with the burden of angry souls screaming out my name in a dark alley with a dead-end... I'm human... I make mistakes... I'm Clueless yet Clues are what I have to find... I'm confused yet CON is the word they use to define me... Nobody cares for the inner truth... What are they doing??? Mistakes mistakes... Life goes on... I live on... And so do my mistakes...

Time's up... It's time to leave...

An episode called college is over & surely it deserves a special mention.... Whenever I'll think about college the first thing that will come to my mind is cream-coloured wall & warm sunshine falling on it.. Its not any particular wall of any building. Its just a wall that welcomes you... But yes, college surely teaches you nice things... A fragmented mind was glued together & rational & polished mind came out... It questions, it answers & above all it has a mind of its own... College has given a new set of friends... A different set of friends... A group of friends who help you understand your existence as a human being... But when I think about college I'll mostly remember my friends(awesome group....thanks a lot buddies for being there), a roof-top, a dilapidated (& later revamped) union room, an ever filled up canteen &.... oh!! I forgot my classrooms... White walls & a gallery type seating arrangement & the professors... One a living legend, some real gems, some good & some... well the less said the better... A myriad collection of human beings was my college... Add a tear or two & that would be a perfect farewell for the college... Sadly its over... & I had just got my admission the other day... Good times fly by... In this case at the speed of light... Goodbye Presi... It was a great learning experience....

The Headache Continues With A Few Addition...

Headaches continue.... What's coming up next is sure to take my head off!!!! Life is so tough.... Wish it was as easy going as me....

What Will Happen To Me???

A week of headaches starts...... And I'm out of medicines....

Normal & Abnormal

These days there is serious lack of ideas... Nothing really comes to my mind... And I hover near the edge of normality & abnormality... Both Mentally & Statistically... People seem to be strange nowadays... Rarely do I find "normal" people & whenever I think of normal what comes first is the Normal Distribution... Shucks!!! I guess I'm the one who is normally abnormal here & the rest are all abnormally normal... Crazy stuff... Well I guess thats expected when you have a month, coming up, full of places trying to test you for things which you have supposedly been thorough with in the past 3 years... Sadly all I learnt is procrastination & I'm sure that knowledge doesn't matter for the approaching months of doom(or glory???)... I think as usual without using my brains... That's what I'm doing now... Even a "brainless" thought can run upto 10 lines of a post... Interesting... Guess this is what normality is all about... (Or is it abnormality???)

Cities In the Air.....

A phase like this, I guess, comes in everyone's life..... Well not really once but many times or if some are like me it doesn't ever come (or go)... it perpetually stays on..... U must be wondering what crap I'm talking about... Well I'm talking about this eternal, perennial & (all words that mean permanent) state of laziness..... A feeling of deep relaxation mixed with a nagging sense of insecurity about the future.... Deadly combination I must say..... So here I am lazing away & building, not castles, but entire cities in the air...... Well the cities lack proper foundation & its just a matter of time before everything disappears in a flash & I find the world has moved on & I'm still waiting to catch the bus to success.... But you never learn until you have experienced it.... I guess I'll learn it soon on my own... Till then let me continue being "Le Corbusier of the Air"..... After all, all I do is build cities in the air!!!

It's Me Again.....

Its fun to see what my fellow bloggers have been upto recently..... Well some have just started & yet have managed to transform their blog into a "butterfly" from the first day look of a "morbid caterpillar".... Some have been taking leave from the blogosphere only to return the very next day to write 3-4 posts at 1 go....Well so there seems to be serious bloggin going on.... You may ask what have I been upto.... Well nothing really.... Just wasting time in my own sweet way.... Not that its very pleasant but.... That's the way I like it.... But have decided to be more regular with this sudden aflatus of blogging from now on... From past experience I know this desire will be in me for a maximum of 24 hours.... That's a lot for me I guess... Another reason I returned to scribble here is due to few observations of my friends who read this blog of mine.... Comments varied from the usual highs to lows... Most of the observations were that my blog is an example of my depressed side of life.... (seems I've been writing another of those K-serial storyline,where invariably a happy family reaches the abyss of depression & the writer ends off writing 1000 episodes to take the family out of the mess).... Another observation is my blog is too abstract... Huh!!!! Well as far as my writings go they are much simpler than most people's amateurish try at making their blogs sound philosophical... Well I guess I'll try & change my blog a little & cut down on my depressing "figments of imagination"...(Uhhh...That sends me back to my school-days where I had to go through a book with same title to appear for my exams...Crap it was!!!)... Anyways before I pass off into another spate of frustration I'll sign off in a hurry..... With a smile that I'll let linger on...:)

Few of my FAVES....

Woman Or Wo(e)man.....That's The Question To Ask...

My woman.......

8 qualities??? I guess that's too many to have in a single woman....So let me describe her as My "Hypothetical" Woman....


The qualities......

1. She should be intelligent......(Quite important....other wise a type mismatch might occur)

2. She should have a mind of her own & a sense of freedom.....(Not necessarily imagining herself to be a bird)

3. Should be a person of controlled emotions & sensible sentiments.....

4. She should be able to live with my (sick) sense of humour.....(Otherwise face my bad moods always...)

5. Her mental "wavelength" should correspond to mine & her attitude should match mine....( I believe opposites remain opposites...they rarely come close....)

6. She should be person with a huge heart (well not literally) to forgive me....

7. Need not be an angel in terms of beauty but socially accepted concept of being "cute" should be present in her...

And Most Importantly......

8. Any girl who has had the tenacity to read all the above points qualifies as my "hypothetical" woman...(nearly)......

So that is my list of must-haves.... I guess my demand isn't much & sure to be fulfilled soon......


N.B.: The above points are not in order of preference and is subject to periodic mood swings.... Hence any above stated point is in potential danger of losin out in importance...(except point no. 8 which is applicable even if I'm held at gun-point & asked to change my preferences....)

Al-Gibber.....A Mathematical Gibber...

0, 46, 25, 743, 8938, 902747, 95739, 91, 12546, 48, 646164, 634............. My Limits have been tested & the tests haven't been Continuous... Time and again I've been Differentiated from the rest & never ever had the opportunity to Integrate myself with this subject...... You might be wondering.... Maths phobia???? Naaaaaaah!! I guess its peer-phobia....(new word...just invented...) Well I think I should concentrate on the numbers & let them do the talking this time... Hope they become friendly & give me good company... Let me have numerical friends this time rather than humans.... Atleast they won't hurt... Confused???? Don't try getting the meaning.... It wouldn't be of much use....

Honesty to Cheating - An Exam Perspective

Honesty is the best policy... We all have learnt it from childhood... When we were young we always made it a point not to cheat in the exams.... We were so possessive about our answers... Trying to stop others from cheating by almost lying down on the paper... And when everything failed.... "Maaaaaaam, this boy is cheating from my copy......" Well the days of innocence are gone... We thrive on a symbiotic relationship now... You show me & I'll show you....( well the answers.....incase you were thinking something different...) We now believe in sharing of workload...."You do this part & I'll cover the rest..." When you were young you have inevitably always said.... "Ooo... you don't know this????....I know more than you..." Well the scenario has changed... "Oh... I don't know these!!!!....Please show these answers in the exam..." The picture has definitely changed.... But there's beauty in both the pictures.... Innocence has paved way for "examination camarederie"... So what??? We enjoyed our "copy" privacy then & we enjoy our "copy rights" now.... We are happy the way are.... and as long as we are happy nothing else matters....

The Race Has Just Begun...

It surely is fast & is already way ahead..... I'm desperately trying to keep up with it..... But no matter how much I try it just keeps getting faster.... It makes me feel that I haven't even tried running..... But I'm determined this time I'll give it a tough fight & I'm determined to win..... I'm definitely prepared to go ahead of Life.... I'll have to win The Race this time.....

The "Cold" Bengali.....

The winter season is almost over & I now have few views to share.... A "Bong" appreciation no doubt but still worth observing....


One phrase every Bengali worth his sweater has grown up with is 'thanda lege jabey'. It is the ultimate warning of impending doom. Thanda lege jabey. Thou shalt 'catch the cold'.

'Catching the cold' comes easy to Bengalis. It's a skill that's acquired almost immediately after birth. Watch a Bengali baby and you would know. Wrapped in layers of warm clothing even if the sun is melting the pot-hole ridden roads, the baby learns quickly that his chances of survival in this household depend on how tightly he can wrap himself in cotton, linen and wool(sorry for leaving other types of cloth). Bengalis have almost romanticised warm clothing, so much so that Bengali art has found eloquent expression in a form of quilt-stitchwork called "kantha"(a crude medium to kill the chill but effective....)...

I'm sure wool-shearers even in faraway Australia say a silent prayer to Bengalis before the shearing season (if there's any such season). I'm also sure the very thought of Bengalis sends a chill down the spine of many a sheep.

In winter, the quintessential Bengali's outfit puts the polar bear to shame.

Packaged in at least seven layers of clothing and the head snugly packed inside the queerest headgear, the monkey cap(bengalis I guess haven't been able to detach themselves from their pre-historic anscestors!!!), he takes the chill head on(literally...no wonder the monkey cap is so essential). Easy lies the head that wears the monkey cap. With a pom-pom at the top, it's not just a fashion statement; it's a complete fashion essay!!

For a race that is perpetually running scared of cold weather, Bengalis have a surprising affinity for hill stations too. "Kothay jachen??"...."Ei ektu darjeeling theke ghure ashbo bhabchi...."..(well the standard reply from most bengalis)...

Its often paradoxical...A race petrified, terrified, stupified, horrified of the cold has this unending love for hill-stations...Well they seriously are a cool community....


N.B.: This post has been written with due respect to the Bengali community keeping in mind that even I'm a part of it.... Any hint of disrespect should be severely ignored....

Curse you all..... :)

There are some people who are busy doing nothing important in life.... Yet they don't have time to view my blog... Curse them all.....Yes I'm talking about you....only YOU...Yes YOU... Feeling guilty???? Quickly post a comment & even if you are not feeling so be good and comment.... God bless your busy souls....

It...it....it...

It's strange..... It's odd..... It's mysterious..... It definitely pisses me off & I feel like screaming.... Why... Why.... Why..... Well let "IT" find its own way.... Don't even bother.... I guess I don't really have it.... I think I never had it....

Life has become pretty mundane..... Same routine everyday.... Eat, sleep, try to study..... Nothin exiciting seems to be happening.... Where has all the chaos in my life disappeared?????

HAPPY NEW YEAR