Jingle Balls,Jingle Balls, Jingle in da pants!!

Happy New Year!!!

Ahhh....anoder year passed..and i hav to practice writin '09' instead of '08'....

So after a pretty decent party wid family....I am now alone in my room speculatin wat dis year holds for me....

it feels funny how dis year came to all of us.....for me on a footpath wid my ipod blaring nonsense in my ears.....for few of my frnds cursing ourselves fr not gettin drunk...for my galfrnd being too drunk to speak nonsense....

so all i do is to luk bak at dis now-past-year...and decide wat it impression it left on mine and our mind for our future

GOOD IMPRESSIONS:

1>Exactly a year ago...i was travellin to hostel missin my home...2day i am sittin at home missin my frnds.....2008 taught me to live alone happily....hmmm  ...very happily

2>Meeting da woman of my life....ya...finally i met her...and 2008 taught me to be in love...wich is much better dan falling in it

3>Discovering the flavour of my life....omlette...cummon dunt giv me dat look.....its da only thing our mess-wallahs can cook well.....2008 taught me to value eggs...more dan hens..nd even cocks

4>Being comfortably numb.....yea...i was introduced to da dizziness of alcohol.....that was as decently i can put da phrase 'being drunk'....2008 taught me to booze...

5>Buddys for life.....dis year i met my best buddy.....my laptop.....he is my best hangout....and we also have some e-books stored to fool ourselves dat we can study if we like.......we hope to remain together forever....or till a better laptop model is out...2008 taught me how to waste time

BAD IMPRESSIONS:

1>Himesh Reshmiyya released his 2nd film.....yea i kno its sad

2>Sharmili became our permanent teacher.....things cudnt get any worse....2008 taught me dat for every bunch of hopeful engineers...dere is a hopeless sharmili

3>Our director's rumour abt retiring was turned out to be untrue....our only streak of hope abt happy college life was shattered

4>I got few very gud frnds....my best frnds....and why da hell is it a bad impression...coz wid da end of 2008 i will have only 2.5 years more to spend wid dem....2008 taught me gud things dunt last forever....bad things do

5>I lost very precious things this year....and wid those precious things i lost my blindfold from the pain of life and death...i realised...life is the hard way out....

So wid all dese impressions I step forward to 2009....maybe the last year when i can afford to be careless...

maybe da last year i can dream before beginin to work for it.....

maybe da last year to make a mistake and afford to forget it......

"Aankhon Mein Jis Ke Koi To Khwaaab Hai

Khush Tha Wahin Jo Thoda Betaaab Hai

Zindagi Mein Koi Arzooo Kijiye

Phir Dekhiye ……"

-Phir Dekhiye,Rock On!!

once again.....a VERRY HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

Chicken Soup for the Terrorist's Soul

Terrorists.....thou not one of my favourite terms but most definitely one of the amusing terms....

Funny they are!!! Wat kind of ranks they mite have.....Asst.Terroriser, Terror commander,even...Terror-in-chief

The recent terror attacks on Mumbai had left many baffled,including me(thou the electrical machines paper da next day ws more terrifying)...but throughout a question lingered in my mind...

All through the last decade Kolkata....has been mysteriously kept out of the attacks.....why???

means cummon....arent we worthy enuf to come on national television for whole day???

dunt we want Barkha Dutt to jump around the stage praising our Kolkataites spirit??...ok i kno we dunt have any...but still...

and shudnt our very own Buddha da given a chance to quit as CM....man!! he looks 

so tired???

But no...nobody wants to terrorise us.....nobody.....ok!! Mamata Bannerjee tries sometimes.....but not upto the mark!!

So in order to improve our Terror Tourism....i would like to introduce my quick look list...dat shud be handy to Lafter-e-Tauba or Deccan-Mujrahidden(cmmn...even dat IPL team wd similar name faild miserably...think of sumthin better nxt time)

So I sincerely urge terrorists to go through my list to top 5 places that should be a

nd shouldnt be targeted if they plan to attack us:

Top 5 places to be attacked:

5>Indian Museum: Yes!! dats the one place we suggest every tourist to visit.....but

 believe me...we never visit it ourselves.....even dat forsaken mummy inside the museum is sometimes found boozin in park street...so wats da pointof having it.....blast it off!! atleast it will 

help to open up few more much required pubs...

4>Mamata Baneerjee's Residence:no no dont worry.....she wont bite you....but be careful not to get caught....all she needs to do is yell

3>Abandoned Tata factory: thou the Singur battle is long over.....nd tatas got new land in gujrat...Mamata-di got tha vote bank.....and CPM got nothin....never mind...dey never get nythin...did nyone cared to demolish the factory fr which all dis took place...so i urge da terrorist

 to do dis gud work

2>Lalbazar: translated to "Red Market"....no no...it isnt some cheap 'whore house' i m talkin abt....its actually da kolkata police HQ...yea nt much difference...i knw it.....pls blast it...atleast wil giv dem an excuse fr non perfo

rmance..

1>Writer's Building: coming close second to CIA headquarters...its a place that has mystified people for long...nobody knows 

what happens inside it...not even the people inside....and everyone is confused why its is even named so...nobody writes anything inside it afterall....

Top 5 places not to be attacked:

5>central park:well also known as lover's park......i seriously dunt have ny qualms against it....bt da point is u wont get ny free "jhari ke peeche" to hide ur RDX...its either booked by hopeless lovers....or sadists watchin those hoepless lovers...so dunt waste ur time....

4>Metro Railways: if ur sooo interested in stppin transport system...why dunt jst call a bandh...wats da point of all dis blast nd fanfare....learn fr we bongs sometimes.....

3>Alipore Zoo: recently da last two stray dogs caged inside posing as white tigers also broke out....i think its da only zoo in da world lovd by maneka gandhi....so wats da point of blasting it off....

2>Nandan:Dare u do it....ass hole....da only place i can watch movies in Dev Anand ke

 jamaane ke rates....if u do it.....i promise i will put u in 2 bak 2 bak screenin of Karzzzz....

1>Jyoti Basu's Residence: Haha!!!....fools .....he is 94 and even Mamata Banerjee cudnt kill him.....u seriosly wanna waste ur Ammo...

P.S If ur wondering why i m such a moron....it makes 2 of us...

Wrapping up in a hurry!!!

so this was it!!!

anoder semester over!!!! anoder set of 4 blissful months gt cataloged in the rusty vaults of memory to be blabbered unceremoniously in frnt of my kids

here i am wrapping it all up in a sweet overview....fr u nd fr my future kids

prologue:

haha...things were funny frm beginning.....we were taught 

pigeonhole principle:

the smaller da pigeonhole...i mean..room....more the number of ppl share it....

Rights for insects act:

no extra charges can be taken from the residing insects....and any derogatory action will be severely herpes-ecated

impossible is nothing theory:

nilabjendu and debaditya can share a single room......believe it or not.....

The revenge of Sharmili:

and u thought it was all over in 1st semester....she returned and dis time she was dumber den ever.....and with her annoying smirk,she came to teach electrical machines....she is on da verge of killing us...so if u dont get any further posts frm me.....u kno whom to blame

The Lift that was:

again u presumed we were dumb electrical engineers....with the sheer talent  and dedication we delivered a record more dan 15 times lift malfunction.......we hope we will be remembered in future and our arts will be advanced to a global scale...we  r da liftbusters

An area of darkness:

Due to some unknown reason.....this semester we faced huge power cuts before mid semester....but never mind...we were happy.....atleast we got some reason to blame our poor mid sem performances....

How the nightcanteen-wala become a millionaire:

this is in tribute of those souls who wasted there life fortune giving us treat at night canteen and wondering why dey were born on their birthday....

The Saptarshi Gas Tragedy:

The weather was sunny.....innocent students roamed the corridor unknown of da fact of the things about to follow....it was the silence before a storm...and suddenly while rotating through his own axis....saptarshi slowly but effectively discharged those potent mixture of his inner wind.... last thing we cud remember....was ppl running fr fresh air.....classes got disrupted fr da day....and saptarshi was escorted to safer confines of toilet

the 1st Semesterly GMAT diwas:

it is one day we back benchers come forward and give tribute to those GMATS who wasted their college life in search of that golden 9 point....

we kept their tradition by occupying 1st bench...and asking innocently dumb question......this event was taken by surprise to both Shamili Das and P.K Sahoo...thou Bikas Sahoo merely wondered about those new faces in da class(he suffers from Jagga-opia)....

Annual Sleep...oops...Athletic Meet:

As hilarious it may sound....our institute authorities dared to organize athletic meet and asked us to participite....ya u guessed it.....we slept all day long....

Epilogue:

15 Novemeber 2008: Remarkable day in the history of NIT Rourkela. The teachers had finally rose against the tyranny of students. The coming days will witness heavy inkshed....where students will fight a losing battle to hands of the Electrical department.....End Sem War III is about to begin....and the stage is set....

courses hav already been fired.....and if i fail in this war....i will be happy to be a failyr...bt i will fight till the end....better say till Electrical Machines paper...

Let's go to Puri!!

It all started with three words...."Let's go somewhere".....maybe said with innocence....maybe said to be soon forgotten in the rush of life....

but things somehow worked out and all i remember was payin 1000 bucks and getting all prepared for my 1st outing wid my college frnds.....as they say....it was supposed to be "LEGENDARY"....

so on gud friday nite....with a half digested chana batura in my tummy instigating my bile juices....and a unhappy parents calling me for 100th time,with all attempts to sabotage my trip....i with my 12 branch mates(we all share a common goal of no goal in life) boarded the train to Puri....

next morning i woke up to one of the most interesting day of my life.....

actually we overslept and some coolie woke us up informin dat train has long arrived at puri...and was plannin its return trip by now.....

den we bunch of 13 ppl wid smelly mouth(arre!! we dint brushed yet)...cramped into an auto and somhow managed to land at the cheapest hotel of puri.....

but sadly....they cud manage 3 rooms for 9 ppl at most....so...rest of us had to climb in over the back wall of the hotel.....

breakfast was not a problem.....the evil mithaiwala.....managed to sell sweets of 200 bucks to us....and we fools kept gulpin....until we realised we only have to pay for dis.....

and den we decided to do somethin worthful and creative....so we hit the beach.....

and though i cant give u details of what we did there...it was something as gory as the Vietnam war....and we lost soldiers returned all salty and sandy after losing the battle.....dunt blame us....waves totally outnumbered us.....

and all we cud manage was a quick bath for which i stole water frm manager's bathroom.....cant help my cleanliness conscious mates had already finished the stored water....

lunch wasnt a problem either.....we always love being at temple when it comes wid da package cheap but delicious bhog....







so by evening....we were all tired...ready for a perfect nite's sleep...haha....u kiddin me....we were ready for getting more tired.....

we managed a quick dinner of pizza...where a few chinkis....were so insistent on takin pics wid us dat we finally had to give in.....dunt giv me dat look....we both kno the truth.....

thou rest of da night was kinda blurry....jumpin over the fence...runnin down to the beach...and shouting out nonsense in the darkness of the beach...mine and Jaiswal's peeing salute to the ocean..


and in the end of night....me falling on the bed.....beside Bhushan....crackin some bad PJ's and den fallin asleep.....

a sleep from i wish i never woke up.....a sleep which i dunt think i will ever get again.....but i woke up.....and things did happened......things that i may tell u someday when i believe it myself......

".....I hate the ending myself,
But it started with an alright scene...."

-'Disenchanted',My Chemical Romance

Thru my camera lens!!

Sorry!!! I am no man of art.....for me M.F.Hussain is as significant as Einstein's GTR to my messwallah!!

I never been to an art gallery.....even watchin Drona for 2 times sounds far lucrative!!

neither do i justify billions wasted on auction of a few relics of art!!

But this few days of celebration in Kolkata proved me one thing....art is everywhere around u....u just need to look in a right manner....nd u will see its beauty....

Hence i take a backseat nd let my camera guide you through this amazing kaleidoscope of culture, art and enthusiasm dat tells me one thing.....

somewhere down the line I m proud to be a bong....




This amazing piece of pandal art signifies the value of time....and its history


















Maybe this could answer those hopeless fundamentalist....god is a concept of inner self...and can be presented however u feel he is....
This is the modern take of the goddess of Shakti
















Beauty is truth, truth beauty - that is all, Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

--John Keats















An attempt to save our ancient art of mask.....anyways ppl nowadays r bold enuf.....to crush da progress of society...nd nt even ask for a mask(read Mamata Bannerjee)



























God doesnt have to be someone larger than life....it is something u can recognize wid.....she can be just another woman





























This pandal was a wonderful piece of ceramic art....wid broken china pieces....one that i will remember for a very long time
















The doors of devil sometimes lead to god.....but its important to overcome your fear































Just gave me the feeling of being in wonderland.....and all this was made up...believe it or not!!

Sometimes i feel non-violence is not that bad afterall....

Dint quite understood wat it meant....but watevr it was....it was gorgeous....
















This made me think...why we always thought god to be fair skinned!!.....deep down in heart are we people as liberal as we portray ourselves????



























Maybe all good things are supposed to end...so here we are saying adios with a bit of sweet and bit of colour....







Maybe somewhere down the line I regret being a bong.....i regret all those lost years....wid this magnitude of talent i regret of wat we cud hav done if we had the right light to show path!!

Shubho Bijaya!!

A view from my window

Sometimes all u need is a view.....sometimes all u get is a view..... so in this 10 feet by 5 feet room of mine....all i have is this lovely view....and to this view i dedicate this poem....ahem....attempt of mine....


I sit beside my window,
in the breaking daylight.
The sun rises from the mist,
with some hope,and a little pride.

I sit beside my window,
from dawn to dusk.
In the early morning chill,
in the late afternoon lull.

I sit beside my window,
to watch time pass by,
an occasional hello,
an awaiting goodbye.

I sit beside my window,
in search of my love.
My eyes on the horizon,
my hopes in my heart.

I sit beside my window,
and watch people fight.
In anger of revenge,
wats wrong, wats right!

I sit beside my window,
watching my city skyline.
Where a million dreams break,
in the glittering neon shine.

I sit beside my window,
when the kingdom fall.
Where the pawns die,
at the master's call.

I sit beside my window,
in the full moon night.
In search of stars,
lost specks of light.

I sit beside my window,
with a wish to write,
the glimpses from my window,
in the limit of my sight.

The Mosquito-Murderer

"Trivial things do matter... more people are killed each year by the bite of mosquitoes than are stepped upon by charging elephants."

Thou after 2 months of stay in hall-7, i have learned da value of joint family....hence i dunt exactly mind the 549 species of insects inhabiting my body rite now.....

but still after all these years i cudnt come in terms wid one particular insect dat has always made things hard for me.....

yea they r the almighty mozzies(ok u non-chetan-bhagat-fans!!! mosquitoes).....

maybe the first insect we indians come across starting frm our birth in dingy i-am-doin-a-favour-on-u-hospital rooms....mosquitoes remains an integral part of our life thruout....

from those early red patches of mosquito bites to those swimming angels in ur much needed cup of tea..dey frustrate u in every possible way.....

dont u recall the sense of relief nd calmness u felt wen u squashed those tiny devils in ur hands......

dint u felt those sadist pleasures seein ur mosquito choke to death in those deadly Mortein coil fumes.....

nd dont u remember the desperation wen the mozzie u were chasing just cuts out of ur reach to reach the ceiling....nd gives those devil's grin to u....

but believe it  or not....dey have helped us in many ways making us wat we r today....

may be i can just list a few:

1> they r the messengers who r 1st 2 inform u in the darkness of the nite...dat ur fan is not working....nd u  better not try to sleep

2> wid every mozzie we kill...they gives us hope that we can fight evil nd win.....

3> nd wid the next badge of mozzies arriving....it brings bak u to reality....tht point 2 was just a hope not a possibility

4> They gives us our 1st lesson of killing....1st taste of power over the weak

may not be da best insect to live with....but i have learned my ways.....atleast they dunt retort wen i vent my anger on dem.....

so wen i see one lying dead near me due to my wrath....i feel maybe somehow this mosquito is da better one out of us....atleast it dint asked for a reason....dint argued....dint manipulated.....

just accepted da law of nature.....the big dominates the small......bullies it nd ultimately kills it......

ppl say......mosquitoes r a burden on earth....gud for nothing.....hence they reason tht its better we kill dem.....

but we forget dat wat gud r we for??? nd who gave us da rite to claim our land as our own.....

i dunt feel guilty....nd maybe i will keep killing dem nd i m sure u will too.....we hav "graver"concerns to attend in our life......

but yes....given a chance i wud wish things werent this way....maybe something better cud hav been worked out by god.....