A Little North Of Normality

Subho Bijoya.....

2009-09-30T15:39:00.001+05:30

Ashanto ek Sohor Chole
duranto ek reshe....
Ma esheche bole Kotha...
Ekti bochor Seshe..

Ei kota din aaloy aalo
Notun gaaner bani
Ei kota din, mishti modhur
Onek aamdani!

Kola pata bhuri bhojer
Onek ayojon
Anjali ar notun jama
Sudhu Poncho Protikkhon!

Aj doshomi kal theke shob
Kemon jaani faaka
Kemon jaani mlaan charidik
Ujjho die dhaka..

Ma chole jaaye bhashan raate,
Die onek chokher jol....
Ashche bochor aabar hobe
Sobai Mile Bol....

Sindur Khela,dhaker kaathi
Ratri Jege Hopping,
Notun saree , baghbazari
3n maash agey shopping!

Bangalider dutoi somoy
Ekta pujor agey!
Ekta aabar pujor pore,
Bidaay belar baage!

Gurujonder jaanai pronaam,
Bong der handshake
Kolakuli, priti suveccha...
Iti ABHISHEK.

Subho Bijoya...

And A Little More....

2009-09-30T15:35:00.000+05:30

More And More................

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More...More

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More ....

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And The Last few... details on the way................

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And A few more.....

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And A Few More......

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A few more...

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Here ... Some Pics i clicked On My Phone....

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Better quality Pictures take ages to be uploaded , courtesy my net connection.. However they will be up soon!!!

AJER CHOKHE

2009-09-05T16:38:00.001+05:30

Edin ajike, dekhechinu tai

bhulechi purano swad
keno nichoker santana byapi
kalker oboshaad...

Sikkha somaje dhoasha cheyeche
tin chakar bihobhole...
Tel ba koyla kisher bichar
jodi jan bahon i na chole...

Temni sikkha, chuye jay aj
khoniker bhrosto ruchi
ghorir kaata tara dey khali
"onek to holo suchi"

onek to holo, bekar mejaj
onek to holo, smriti bichoron
onek to holo mithya achar,
asuchi joto choker jole, holo to onek sohid shoron.

Aro keno baapu, keno koro eto cheshta
adhar jogote mile mishe gele
jeta hobe kon deshta...
Nomro abeg, nichok kothay, hoy na ki kono chiri...
Bristi batash useless tobe, sudhu kajer agneogiri?

Tai jodi hoy, tobe kisher bhashon, kisher jetar chhut,
kisher neshay unnoti tobe, the booty is there to loot...
Je ja pabe. Nie nao tobe,britha koro keno cheshta!
Morality, prem, abeg, holo trash.. Jeta chai sudhu raceta.

Aji e adhare, bishon jhore,
nirobe purche nogno jore!
Pabena she sheba kobe kono khaane
ortho i aj dake sommane...

Saat pake chilo badha joto bodhu,
Aj nei, kono oborodhe...
Mala bodoler, binomro kriya
aj TRP'R unnotir p'de....

Tobu bola chai, "bharatio nari ami",
tobu mana chai protha...
Kotakkho kore emon manush, khuje paoa oti soja...

Adhare adhare amara sobai
dubchi notun juge....
je jug jane na protest korte
je jug sudhui hujuge!

EEEEEEEEE!

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EEEEEEEE!!!!

2009-09-02T18:22:00.001+05:30

25th July...

2009-08-28T17:07:00.000+05:30

Me and toai.. made this for Rai. Painting ,after years, it was quite an experience.... This was the front face of the card....

Opekkhar kichukhun...

2009-08-28T17:00:00.000+05:30

Mother Goddess Is on her way.....

ALL iN bLACK aND wHITE......

2009-08-28T16:51:00.000+05:30

Jeopardised Justifications...

2009-08-28T16:36:00.002+05:30

This incident occurred a long time back. I need to think deeply to get the exact date which I presently consider unnecessary . This is about a confused individual. Now the question about who was confused remains a very big question, because we both thought it was the other one...

Confusing Well then bunk It!!

To get straight at the point, I need to make you realise, that there was gratitude and a dignified farewell wrapped in a perfect combo in this perfect scenario.

I shall abstain from nomenclature of the individuals under the forbearance of the privacy that I need to maintain , however each of this incidents in my life are real, and so are the conclusions that I have drawn from them, no matter how absurd they might seem.

In this case it is( read: was) a bit heart breaking, for it was simply unexpected...

In many a case there are instances where despite of the world being a small place you fail to meet your next door neighbor, while in other cases there are these oddly absurd coincidences of meeting distance acquaintances in places you would least expect them to...

In my case it was Kathleen, ya ya you heard me right KATHLEEN( Cake Shop) , Hmmm! Now you know....

Well, after a bottle of AamSutra, me and my friend happened to come across this common friend of ours or for instance let's call this friend "SHE". Now "SHE" was more confounded than Mungdungus Fletcher( Never mind Who??) , hence the meeting was as good a surprise as it could be... O wow I remember the date, 5th September 2007. See I told you long time back....

Aamsutra is still considered to a blasphemy by some purists... remember where the name came from... however this time the troubles tripled... I was virtually caught with " SHE " red handed... well Orange handed would be better, since "Slice" is of that colour, and hence I had to immediately come upon my last hope, a piece of English exercise book meant for notes in Poetry, which I carried along, and justified that was the reason of my sudden appearance in " TRESPASSERS WILL BE PROSECUTED AREA"...

Thankfully it was a narrow escape, however I left the copy behind, to further strengthen my claim hoping to get it back soon....

Three weeks I got back no copy, except for a phone call confirming a piece of paper with an essay on Accidents to be also found in it_____________And no sooner did the "Accidents" crop up, things started taking a sad U Turn....

You will be surprised to know that "SHE" too had supposedly written a similar essay, and claimed to have almost the same points as I did..." Great Men Think Alike"--- (Mark: I said great hence I had a sniff of doubt) but well I was not at all bothered.....

The 4th week was fabulous. The copy was returned.. Wow!! I am so lucky.. Sorry not so.. As it was returned to my friend, remember me sharing Aamsutra.. That friend did return me the copy....!!! However as we all know Interest is of two types : Simple And Compound, and in this case I got it back in the simple scheme of things...

A page to go with my copy... I shall publish in black and white!!! But I suffered a great loss...

My copy.. A small emotional out burst, very foolish indeed led me to dump that copy in a near by VAT, and consequently lazy enough not to have a copy on poetry ever again...

Now that is some loss... I lost my friend called "SHE: but that is not very significant , which I realised after passing out class 12...I wish I had my copy for company...However there is no point in complaining...... All Is Fair In Love And War.. It was Love Then.. Now It's War!!!

Bow Barracks....

2009-08-28T16:27:00.001+05:30

This Is My Heart keep It Beating....

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Xaverian Chapel

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Sometimes I feel Misplaced in this world....From a schooling heaven ,I was forced back on earth... The rise won't be easy... But would surely try to work out the path again....God Bless!!

180 Degree....

2009-08-28T16:03:00.001+05:30

Looks The Same..... :)

Ambigram....

2009-08-28T16:02:00.000+05:30

That's The Best I Could Do For Now.....

Titbits After Dark

2009-08-28T01:03:00.002+05:30

Messaging, possibly messaging is something I do sincerely….

Up to a maximum of 200 messages in a single day, to an average of almost 60-70 daily . Yes! Do not be surprised I am not exaggerating…The "Vodaphone" scheme helps a lot too making it an addiction rather than a habit…Riju, Rai, Tanaya, Maddy Tanay, Sam, sometimes long lost people and of late Pattie are my partners in the crime…

A daily dose of night time chit chat, well serves as a sedative , a relaxant…..Insecurity of presence or fear of anonymity or just trauma of being alone , or what exactly I have not been able to decipher…but my day isn't complete without texting…

A daily goodnight session with Rai, in general is a must for both of us… The topics of discussion are insignificant but the fact that my fingers are in perpetual motion, typing as if in a frenzy …is what concerns me the most....

If I need to be focused… I have to make sacrifices and what more to me than messages… but then I am still not sure of survival without my thumbs having to exercise daily…. However I have decided to try a rehabilitation program..Keeping my phone "off" for somepart of the day… Try and motivate myself to save cash and not spend hundreds on , " Ar Bol " , but yet haven been able to execute the plan… hope to do it soon……………..

Bitter Truths….

2009-08-28T01:00:00.003+05:30

There is a thin line that separates love and close friendship. Living in India, being brought up in quite a liberal family, I still insist that if the friendship is in between two people, of opposite gender , well usually the word "best friends" doesn't really make sense( in most cases as I see around me)…

But the trouble is, I being part of one or more such relations find the word "Friend" very meaningful….

Now the big question ?????

Would I love a girl who has a guy , supposedly "BEST FRIEND"_____ No! I wouldn't , maybe that's where instincts creep in!!!

May be I will learn to deal with it, the day it'll comes… I fear the hour of losing my closest friends one day…in an uncanny twist of human psychology... I can see it coming __________Its unavoidable ,but I wish it's delayed as much as possible…

I surely don't love her now, but then would I, if I ever were to lose her… No I guess not….The best part of it though is ,that we have considered all possibilities together and it seems very simple… I hope it remains that way…forever more!

The spacing out I pray be smooth…. Or for either it would be a very grueling ordeal. Though it will heal with time…. But the scar shall remain!!!

God Bless!!