Its 11 half past at night, and I lay on my bed, with the Laptop on lap top... I just came back from a tour-de-township with one of my pals... Indeed a joy happening ride...
I really don't know whether to write this or not but we were doing some mischievous things when we spotted someone known of us just infront of us... Uncle was one of my friend's father, my father's colleague and a loyal townshipian... The moment uncle and aunty came out of their car, the heart almost left our bodies to jump on their bonnets... Believe me, it was only us who kno what were our condition at that moment recognising the place we were in... Aunty greeted us and Uncle was asking us something... For the first time I couldn't stop...We misbehaved literally... I had to maintain the pace to leave the place at once and catch my friend, who was already a few steps ahead to move off... We really don't know how we had an escape! a lucky escape! hopefully an escape!
It almost took me the rest few minutes just to sit and recall everything, laugh at ourselves and just thank God for saving us.
See our dedication, even after that, we were determined to have our work completed and return to the club where a F@##$%^& drama show was running by some artists of Tezpur.
Had a seat. still laughing and realizing the nonsense we came out of... still trying to concentrate on the show... changed the seats again to have all our senses catch the story but finally we interpreted it was an old bollywood movie type story with modern effects which we didnt enjoy but yeah most of the viewers perhaps did...
The boring show led us to drop at the nearby restaurant where to the mind-blasting effect of ours, nothing was left after a birthday party just ended... B##$S#$#....
to be continued...
Monday, December 21, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
Click here to “create a new state”
Goodmorning... oh sorry, its 12... Just woke up to find its another bandh day...Really don't know who and for what has the bandh been called for! Anyway, It hardly matters for someone who's experienced this regularity since infancy...So, am back with some more nonsense of mine...
As my eyes go past by the words and alphabets of the Times of India, I find the home ministry finally nodding to the creation of Telangana...a new state to be cut from Andhra Pradesh, after a rigorous hunger strike by the chiefs...
In Assam too don't we find groups asking for new states and some even trying to sovereign the well established small state of Assam... When we have people asking for Bodoland and Kamatapur, I have a better idea for them - “Go for an indefinite hunger strike”.... “ Kya Idea hain SirJI”... When Mamata can call off Nano Project and RaoJI making the government create Telangana, we do have our next chief MAYAWATI askng for Purvanchal... Hoping so she will also go on hunger strike.... all thanks to GandhiJI who taught us this wonderful way of resorting to non-violence and make the government agree to our demands...
Now, I think why don't our regional leaders start following non-violence than to resort to blood-bath and bandh strikes...
Probably, by 2020, as when Kalam Sir projected India to power the world, we would have to carry a map and atlas just to recognise in which state or region we are in! And also imagine the condition of SIM cards when we roam around he nation... if rules are issued like that of Assam, NE and JK, we would often have to completely go communicationless even in the world of robotics...
Today, I feel why don't we have a website where we can open an account and ask for a request to create “ a new state”... a better way of demanding in the online world... less hauss-pauss... less resources and better communication ways...
Perhaps, this will create more government jobs, clerks and officers and yeah, also more resources for corruption, more vigillant officers, more police, more ministers, and the seats for UPSC will also go higher...
Did Nastradamas said this too that we will be having a state smaller than a district? Perhaps, we will see this too... Be tuned to India TV!
Bhaskarjyoti Das
reporting from his room on his lappie thru his blog!
As my eyes go past by the words and alphabets of the Times of India, I find the home ministry finally nodding to the creation of Telangana...a new state to be cut from Andhra Pradesh, after a rigorous hunger strike by the chiefs...
In Assam too don't we find groups asking for new states and some even trying to sovereign the well established small state of Assam... When we have people asking for Bodoland and Kamatapur, I have a better idea for them - “Go for an indefinite hunger strike”.... “ Kya Idea hain SirJI”... When Mamata can call off Nano Project and RaoJI making the government create Telangana, we do have our next chief MAYAWATI askng for Purvanchal... Hoping so she will also go on hunger strike.... all thanks to GandhiJI who taught us this wonderful way of resorting to non-violence and make the government agree to our demands...
Now, I think why don't our regional leaders start following non-violence than to resort to blood-bath and bandh strikes...
Probably, by 2020, as when Kalam Sir projected India to power the world, we would have to carry a map and atlas just to recognise in which state or region we are in! And also imagine the condition of SIM cards when we roam around he nation... if rules are issued like that of Assam, NE and JK, we would often have to completely go communicationless even in the world of robotics...
Today, I feel why don't we have a website where we can open an account and ask for a request to create “ a new state”... a better way of demanding in the online world... less hauss-pauss... less resources and better communication ways...
Perhaps, this will create more government jobs, clerks and officers and yeah, also more resources for corruption, more vigillant officers, more police, more ministers, and the seats for UPSC will also go higher...
Did Nastradamas said this too that we will be having a state smaller than a district? Perhaps, we will see this too... Be tuned to India TV!
Bhaskarjyoti Das
reporting from his room on his lappie thru his blog!
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Its just when I started blogging...
As my ears tune to Rahman's beats... I write about the initial days of blogging!
Just to beautify, lemme specify the background... It was in Oct 09 when I fly in skyways from Mumbai to Guwahati. It was when I have my signed copy of Chetan Bhagats new release 2 States... by the time I land in Guwahati and reach home by the Manas Rhino Passenger to Bongaigaon, I had finished the book... Just as the epilougue ended and I close the last flap, all I ran deep into it... probably imagining myself in his book for something every youth might face... Really, perhaps as my HSS Prof says, Chetan writes the worst and I do agree...but something which is in him is the art to write to reach normal hearts... something which I needed to grow up.... All I felt is writitng something myself...(no different, every youth wants to become Chetan)... but seriously I gave a damn to it because I know my writing S!@#S and so do my sayings!
Just to beautify, lemme specify the background... It was in Oct 09 when I fly in skyways from Mumbai to Guwahati. It was when I have my signed copy of Chetan Bhagats new release 2 States... by the time I land in Guwahati and reach home by the Manas Rhino Passenger to Bongaigaon, I had finished the book... Just as the epilougue ended and I close the last flap, all I ran deep into it... probably imagining myself in his book for something every youth might face... Really, perhaps as my HSS Prof says, Chetan writes the worst and I do agree...but something which is in him is the art to write to reach normal hearts... something which I needed to grow up.... All I felt is writitng something myself...(no different, every youth wants to become Chetan)... but seriously I gave a damn to it because I know my writing S!@#S and so do my sayings!
While I was at home I felt something has to be done to control my inquisitive heart to know to write. At the same period who just said that I deliver words in a classy way! That made me think that shall I write or not. While I returned back to college in Mumbai, my HSS prof. Said me that I must try some creative writing... i just can't say but that really made me do something.... It grew the extra jerk inside me I needed to write something... I called up a friend instantly... I asked her if I must try writing a novel... all I heard at that moment from her is a hearty laugh... but that laugh was not funny but laugh of happiness at my sudden strikes of thoughts. A series of thoughts made me start my novel... but later what I found is writing so profoundly and pages by pages is really a tough job... I need practise writing and that made me watch resources. Google! It came to my rescue... the final idea of blogging... yup blogging was what my body wanted... It just made me write what I felt, realized, thought and wanted to say and make the world listen...
Seriously, the moment I started posting n my blog, I had wonderful responses... viewer nos. Reaching higher and many just mailing me, thanking me for the inpiration I provided them writing through my blog.... What else do you need? That makes you write again and again and again! Really an inspiration for writing my novel which I dream of having written and published before I have an heavenly abode!...
Writing, ya writing, say it in form of night diaries, daily blogging or novel writting, has its sweetness and requirement in itself... It really made me share something when am happy and talk profoundly when am sad... easing myself... an online date with pals, readers, bloggers and googlers!
I now say help me develop the biggest or atleast an ideal online flirt with my readers...
These thoughts, posts all are for a lifetime... even when we are with sans teeth, hairs and perfect joints... we are gonna remember all these and atleast take the joy of every little thing that we find... indeed you can say am preparing for my old-age...
Oh! I got too fast too long... for now... I keep writing...you keep reading...inspiring and commenting...
With warm regards
Bhaskarjyoti Das
Thursday, December 10, 2009
a girl, I thought I understood...
Its almost 3 am... a cool chilly weather... making me get my room heater on.... I lie in my sleeping dress... just off from bed towards my lappie.... A thought which made me write this... a thought of care and concern that's making me write this at this awkward point of time...
Its nothing but an life instance of my, one of my, best pals I ever had... Hey, I start it in 1st person.... just make it more lively...
here i begin... (the story as I heard and realized)
I had a friend... she was a girl.... very sweet (naughty though)... very cute (again normal, most gals are cute)... and etc etc...(making sure that she had everything, guys would like to see in gals).... but foremost.... my most good pal.... a pal...too close to my heart!
She was a girl who was well famous (both for her and for her family background)... and you see I ,enjoying a nice company, got famous automatically... I just had a good friendship but nothing more than mere friendship...
It was during her last years of her high school, she met a boy... she knew him well before...perhaps for 5 years or so... both sharing same school... they used to meet at all important occasions... school concerts... parties and ya even at school too.... They too were friends... good professional friends...
Finally.... the last year - it saw something different....a diff story...
The boy was asked to host an important event of the school....and his regular partner as a host had to back out of the event (reasons - personal affairs)... it was there she turned in... first time... both sharing same podium! Prior to the event, it followed by hours of rehearsals... both enjoying just as professionals... Although the gal reported some kind of flicks...They had gone to close friendship.... perhaps close enough to share everything....It was after the....
[feeling too sleepy, ll continue at noon]
...
Ya, am back.... but still yawning! Even a bath couldnt release the sleep tycoon inside me....
So, It was after the event... they again... became the same old proffessionals...(the inner waiting was diff)... They lost contact just because they were afraid of each other and both were waiting just for the other to call!
Months passed! (No... sorry... it was just a month...arey no....not even a month... just few days).... The boy went for a National Conference to the national capital and was lucky enough to win laurels over there! Well, the laurel was a bit big.... To my shock, the first person he called was the gal.... (He never dared to call even if they were quite good professional friends)...
eeeeeeehhhhwwww.... need a sleep again.... sorry! ll b back soon!...
...
bhaskar's back!
Finally when the boy returned to school one fine working day with the prizes, he got appreciation and congratulations from almost all teachers of the school and students crowded him like players fight for a ball in rugby... (I must reveal now that he's my brother/ my cousin)...
In that crowd, all he found was the girl smiling towards him from the 1st floor while he remain still crowded in the ground floor!... My brother smiled back.... perhaps that was one romantic golden silenced powerful smile contact one can ever imagine or have a watch at! The girl wanted to hug and so do my brother... a hug unexplained unimagined and unconditional..., the girl, afraid of the crowd, the faculty and the onlookers like me had to build up enough courage to come nearer! but the sudden break from the head of the institute inviting the boy to his office made the imagining moment break!
Since then, ever the boy and girl had a eye touch... one wanted to say something to the other but both hesistated... all remained with simple formalities of Hi, Hello and Congratulations!...
Again, the same repeated... months...oops days passed with no contact!... when, one fine chilly night, with no pre-info the girl smsed my cousin asking him if he was angry with her as she was feeling bad that they didnt talk for so long! Series of conversation followed and somehow or the other they expressed their feelings to one another... the guys were in love.... never felt... even after that night they were confused about their relationship... One followed by the other and both grew a soul... When I came to know about it, it really made me feel good! My cousin really got someone who will make him succeed and my best pal got someone who will always keep her unconditionally happy... The world saw another love-story evolve... a love-story which ought to happen... something well felt...days passed and by each tick of the clock their heart became more and more one... one's heart was wholly in another's... but to my next shock, none of there's friends knew about this wonderful happening (me, an exception).... Both were into each other literally but neither the boy nor the girl did anything at the cost of their professionalism! That grew too high respect in me for the duo!...The boy and girl were each other's world to them!
And it continued...
The guy got admission in University of California and grew happiness all over, the girl was the most happy!
But suddenly the conversation kept deceasing...
Series took following and finally to my utter shock and heartbreak!, one fine night in a party... my cousin asked her why she's was getting away...
To my utter ear-nonsence or so.... she said that she's got her heart and soul in another guy....
OMG! JESUS! It never ought to happen! How did it happen! Why did it happen! Were all the promises of my pal just jokes.... were her feelings so thin to break with no force... my cousin was heartbroke....even his pieces of heart had promised to love but that didnt mean it would really break into pieces! Wy did the pal I knew so much, the pal I thought I understood got never understood by me! The reason of such hard breakup never known to him or me... she never told even me!
My cousin never told me anything after that! Today he's just promised that he won't love anyone ever again! For him love has died! The reason being my best pal!
Even today the question follows - How do you reward true love with?....
with deep pain
Bhaskarjyoti Das
Its nothing but an life instance of my, one of my, best pals I ever had... Hey, I start it in 1st person.... just make it more lively...
here i begin... (the story as I heard and realized)
I had a friend... she was a girl.... very sweet (naughty though)... very cute (again normal, most gals are cute)... and etc etc...(making sure that she had everything, guys would like to see in gals).... but foremost.... my most good pal.... a pal...too close to my heart!
She was a girl who was well famous (both for her and for her family background)... and you see I ,enjoying a nice company, got famous automatically... I just had a good friendship but nothing more than mere friendship...
It was during her last years of her high school, she met a boy... she knew him well before...perhaps for 5 years or so... both sharing same school... they used to meet at all important occasions... school concerts... parties and ya even at school too.... They too were friends... good professional friends...
Finally.... the last year - it saw something different....a diff story...
The boy was asked to host an important event of the school....and his regular partner as a host had to back out of the event (reasons - personal affairs)... it was there she turned in... first time... both sharing same podium! Prior to the event, it followed by hours of rehearsals... both enjoying just as professionals... Although the gal reported some kind of flicks...They had gone to close friendship.... perhaps close enough to share everything....It was after the....
[feeling too sleepy, ll continue at noon]
...
Ya, am back.... but still yawning! Even a bath couldnt release the sleep tycoon inside me....
So, It was after the event... they again... became the same old proffessionals...(the inner waiting was diff)... They lost contact just because they were afraid of each other and both were waiting just for the other to call!
Months passed! (No... sorry... it was just a month...arey no....not even a month... just few days).... The boy went for a National Conference to the national capital and was lucky enough to win laurels over there! Well, the laurel was a bit big.... To my shock, the first person he called was the gal.... (He never dared to call even if they were quite good professional friends)...
eeeeeeehhhhwwww.... need a sleep again.... sorry! ll b back soon!...
...
bhaskar's back!
Finally when the boy returned to school one fine working day with the prizes, he got appreciation and congratulations from almost all teachers of the school and students crowded him like players fight for a ball in rugby... (I must reveal now that he's my brother/ my cousin)...
In that crowd, all he found was the girl smiling towards him from the 1st floor while he remain still crowded in the ground floor!... My brother smiled back.... perhaps that was one romantic golden silenced powerful smile contact one can ever imagine or have a watch at! The girl wanted to hug and so do my brother... a hug unexplained unimagined and unconditional..., the girl, afraid of the crowd, the faculty and the onlookers like me had to build up enough courage to come nearer! but the sudden break from the head of the institute inviting the boy to his office made the imagining moment break!
Since then, ever the boy and girl had a eye touch... one wanted to say something to the other but both hesistated... all remained with simple formalities of Hi, Hello and Congratulations!...
Again, the same repeated... months...oops days passed with no contact!... when, one fine chilly night, with no pre-info the girl smsed my cousin asking him if he was angry with her as she was feeling bad that they didnt talk for so long! Series of conversation followed and somehow or the other they expressed their feelings to one another... the guys were in love.... never felt... even after that night they were confused about their relationship... One followed by the other and both grew a soul... When I came to know about it, it really made me feel good! My cousin really got someone who will make him succeed and my best pal got someone who will always keep her unconditionally happy... The world saw another love-story evolve... a love-story which ought to happen... something well felt...days passed and by each tick of the clock their heart became more and more one... one's heart was wholly in another's... but to my next shock, none of there's friends knew about this wonderful happening (me, an exception).... Both were into each other literally but neither the boy nor the girl did anything at the cost of their professionalism! That grew too high respect in me for the duo!...The boy and girl were each other's world to them!
And it continued...
The guy got admission in University of California and grew happiness all over, the girl was the most happy!
But suddenly the conversation kept deceasing...
Series took following and finally to my utter shock and heartbreak!, one fine night in a party... my cousin asked her why she's was getting away...
To my utter ear-nonsence or so.... she said that she's got her heart and soul in another guy....
OMG! JESUS! It never ought to happen! How did it happen! Why did it happen! Were all the promises of my pal just jokes.... were her feelings so thin to break with no force... my cousin was heartbroke....even his pieces of heart had promised to love but that didnt mean it would really break into pieces! Wy did the pal I knew so much, the pal I thought I understood got never understood by me! The reason of such hard breakup never known to him or me... she never told even me!
My cousin never told me anything after that! Today he's just promised that he won't love anyone ever again! For him love has died! The reason being my best pal!
Even today the question follows - How do you reward true love with?....
with deep pain
Bhaskarjyoti Das
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
days, lappie took me hold of!
It had been about 10 days since I'm home. Since my end-sem exams had started in november, all I was excited was bout coming back home and enjoying... finger-licking at mamma's food... partying day and night.... fultoo enjoyment and finally making a great friendship with my bed brothers....my pillows and blankets!
Tried all the above but....Since I'm home... all I did is biking all day round... from this place to that.... shopping (just home-care shopping)... watching TV and all time before my lappie... surfing the boring Internet....(ya you are right, even internet got boring)... ofcourse had short get-togethers with friends and familites... short trips... water party and etc etc but still am missing the adventurous enjoyment... the enjoyment I want....
Most of my pals are running through the deadly time of exam tensions... and disturbing them will make them hit me thru cables....(though, I do disturb them, just for the sake we are pals)...
In between did a "punya" by helping my friend in preparing her for exams... indeed a socially divine job! It gave a lot of mental pleasure!
But the days are passing really fast! didnt even realise 10 days had passed!
Have plans to visit the upper Assam region but family side problem.... papa-mammi have probs with their dates and they are careful enough not to allow me, go alone.... the reason specified as I not being still a kid but they not feeling good, me, visiting aunt's place alone (Just a 13 hours trip from here)! Anyway, few of my friends who are here, are leaving for their respective colleges by 12th of december... and the rest lot coming home by 19th....(heard so)... and my best pals... will be here by mid jan...(thats the time, I ll be preparing for quizzes in Mumbai)...
Also the F!@#$%^G CellOne network from my room makes me frustated! It doesnt allow me to make calls or receive any!....Hope...my new Idea sim comes soon! and I get rid of landline stuff! Mamma often co-incidently heard me parallely!
New problem arrives.... the tickets back to Mumbai... my damn caring attitude led me watching all train tickets in waiting quota... and flight price status reaching new heights! Collapsed between thoughts!
anyway... as ALL IS WELL!
hope so...
catch you later!
~Bhaskarjyoti Das
Tried all the above but....Since I'm home... all I did is biking all day round... from this place to that.... shopping (just home-care shopping)... watching TV and all time before my lappie... surfing the boring Internet....(ya you are right, even internet got boring)... ofcourse had short get-togethers with friends and familites... short trips... water party and etc etc but still am missing the adventurous enjoyment... the enjoyment I want....
Most of my pals are running through the deadly time of exam tensions... and disturbing them will make them hit me thru cables....(though, I do disturb them, just for the sake we are pals)...
In between did a "punya" by helping my friend in preparing her for exams... indeed a socially divine job! It gave a lot of mental pleasure!
But the days are passing really fast! didnt even realise 10 days had passed!
Have plans to visit the upper Assam region but family side problem.... papa-mammi have probs with their dates and they are careful enough not to allow me, go alone.... the reason specified as I not being still a kid but they not feeling good, me, visiting aunt's place alone (Just a 13 hours trip from here)! Anyway, few of my friends who are here, are leaving for their respective colleges by 12th of december... and the rest lot coming home by 19th....(heard so)... and my best pals... will be here by mid jan...(thats the time, I ll be preparing for quizzes in Mumbai)...
Also the F!@#$%^G CellOne network from my room makes me frustated! It doesnt allow me to make calls or receive any!....Hope...my new Idea sim comes soon! and I get rid of landline stuff! Mamma often co-incidently heard me parallely!
New problem arrives.... the tickets back to Mumbai... my damn caring attitude led me watching all train tickets in waiting quota... and flight price status reaching new heights! Collapsed between thoughts!
anyway... as ALL IS WELL!
hope so...
catch you later!
~Bhaskarjyoti Das
Sunday, December 6, 2009
SORRY! readers...
am a bit busy with some personal work... will start back impressive blogging by a day or two! till then enjoy existing blogposts!
regards and apology
Bhaskarjyoti Das
regards and apology
Bhaskarjyoti Das
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Mumbai Locals - Experience of a lifetime!
Its 8...just back from Sir's house....and here I write bout another excitement!
After I was in Mumbai.... I was looking ahead for some adventurous things... thought of going to nearby places like matheran or lonavla etc etc for the same... but to my amusement and flabbergast... the biggest adventure lied in town - the MUMBAI LOCALS (MLT).... indeed an experience of a lifetime...
My first counter with MLT took place on one fine day when I along wid my friends wer to go to St. Xaviers College in South Mumbai for their annual fest MALHAR-09... We all started deeming for a taxi for the drive from Powai to St. Xaviers (first timer fools afterall)... but our heads were quick enough to reconsider towards the lifeline of Mumbai - the MLT...cheap and fast...ultimate time savers... no traffic problem... no pollution....
wer quite excited bout thought-to-be-comfortable journey!
At the Kanjurmarg RS... saw the MLT running with thousand boarders...while Mehul took the pain to hav the tickets...
Kanjurmarg is not that flooded.... could board the train wid lil pain...no seats ofcourse.... finally as the train moved....Ghatkopar saw a whole lot entering in....people were marching in like chese being distributed free...few even getting over the other....clashing onto foots... pinching with nails.... and the sweat droping on me like bullets of water...the scent more horrible than S**T making me abouta puke...making me too conjested to move my hand... some1 had just pressed againt my foot... my head was statued in one direction...only my eyeballs moved....but Kurla took to another level... i was packed off.... sandwiched in such a manner that made me hardly breathe...even the overfilled train looked on for more oncoming enthusiast travellers....my ribs were pressed hard for me to pain.... i was in equillibrium at about 75 degrees to horizontal... still still and breathing with the little oxygen that was lucky to reach my nostrils.... DADAR- mumbaikars needs no description bout it at all.... i wer to get off here... but i need not walk out... i found myself on the platform once i was in dadar... The whole lot inside moves out to clash wid the oncoming mighty boarders just to repeat the mahabharata... (ofcourse mahabharata of Gandhiji...no violence...)...even the platform gave a lot of time to recover to normal breathing... but the thought of boarding another dheemi local to marine lines made me step back... but my friends managed to take me in.... Oh! GOD! luckily...luckily..the train was miniaturely filled.... just got a seat... uuf... finally had a seat.... while I take a sigh of relief... noticed of a exciting play among a lover couple infront... it was really fun what i saw and heard among them... even my ipod couldnt stop me from engazing in the real-life play... had a small dose of entertainment before i reach Xaviers!
The first MLT tour was really an experience of lifetime... the next time I boarded I took a first class ticket only to find that the general compart was empty when I seat restless in the first class, thinking of breaching my pockets at no cause.... Since then... no expectations wid MLT.... A mumbaikar gets to any situation and so do I...
all's for tonight!
Goodnight...
My first counter with MLT took place on one fine day when I along wid my friends wer to go to St. Xaviers College in South Mumbai for their annual fest MALHAR-09... We all started deeming for a taxi for the drive from Powai to St. Xaviers (first timer fools afterall)... but our heads were quick enough to reconsider towards the lifeline of Mumbai - the MLT...cheap and fast...ultimate time savers... no traffic problem... no pollution....
wer quite excited bout thought-to-be-comfortable journey!
At the Kanjurmarg RS... saw the MLT running with thousand boarders...while Mehul took the pain to hav the tickets...
Kanjurmarg is not that flooded.... could board the train wid lil pain...no seats ofcourse.... finally as the train moved....Ghatkopar saw a whole lot entering in....people were marching in like chese being distributed free...few even getting over the other....clashing onto foots... pinching with nails.... and the sweat droping on me like bullets of water...the scent more horrible than S**T making me abouta puke...making me too conjested to move my hand... some1 had just pressed againt my foot... my head was statued in one direction...only my eyeballs moved....but Kurla took to another level... i was packed off.... sandwiched in such a manner that made me hardly breathe...even the overfilled train looked on for more oncoming enthusiast travellers....my ribs were pressed hard for me to pain.... i was in equillibrium at about 75 degrees to horizontal... still still and breathing with the little oxygen that was lucky to reach my nostrils.... DADAR- mumbaikars needs no description bout it at all.... i wer to get off here... but i need not walk out... i found myself on the platform once i was in dadar... The whole lot inside moves out to clash wid the oncoming mighty boarders just to repeat the mahabharata... (ofcourse mahabharata of Gandhiji...no violence...)...even the platform gave a lot of time to recover to normal breathing... but the thought of boarding another dheemi local to marine lines made me step back... but my friends managed to take me in.... Oh! GOD! luckily...luckily..the train was miniaturely filled.... just got a seat... uuf... finally had a seat.... while I take a sigh of relief... noticed of a exciting play among a lover couple infront... it was really fun what i saw and heard among them... even my ipod couldnt stop me from engazing in the real-life play... had a small dose of entertainment before i reach Xaviers!
The first MLT tour was really an experience of lifetime... the next time I boarded I took a first class ticket only to find that the general compart was empty when I seat restless in the first class, thinking of breaching my pockets at no cause.... Since then... no expectations wid MLT.... A mumbaikar gets to any situation and so do I...
all's for tonight!
Goodnight...
hmm...landed at Mumbai... (the day of my first visit to this megacity)
In my school life.... visited enough cities all along north south and east India but the visit to a MEGACITY at the end of school life was simply exquisite.... simply adventurous...
It was just after class 12... that I was lucky enough to get selected for IIT... The call came so late that I got only 4 days for preparation to depart for Mumbai... Finally had to arrange for tickets to fly...You would be astouned to kno how I got ready in just 90 hours...including getting the documents ready..a tough job indeed....
So finally, me, my papa and my uncle took the 8 hours journey (spicejet's idea to carry you from guwahati to kolkata to bangalore to mumbai) and that made the air-hostess welcome us at CSI airport in mumbai... I was pleased to hav my cousin bro (working in mumbai) already booking a hotel and it was so nice of them that they could send some1 to receive us.... getting too late wid the day...all went for a goodnight sleep after a long journey ( a journey of 3,084 kms, indeed quite long )...me dreaming and getting too excited for the next day.... the day to visit IIT Bombay...and i began dreaming bout it and it and it....zzzzzz....
The next day got up at 6 to find that its still night there... i mean, in assam, you would find the sun shining in its morning rays high.... but the excitement took me to get ready that early.... finally we took on for Powai, thats wher IIT is located... while turning through the arya marg adjacent to powai lake...all i kept thinking was wher's IIT???? all i could see is high tech Hiranandani Estate buildings on right, forest and powai lake on my left and an never ending road infront... finally the driver took a left to land me to my amazement at the gate of IIT.... Indian Institute of Technology.... written in bold....excitement led to the 2nd level....
JESUS! IIT inside! Completely out of town! Completely out of topography! The lush greenery inside just make you decide whether you are in a cool hill station infront or a polluted Mumbai behind! Its detailed description will make me write pages...
The more I went inside the more i got excited seeing the buildings...the township...the hostels...and finally my hostel...hostel 8...! H8..sharing the beauty of powai lake and magnificent view of Hiranandani Estates...the sky scrappers... monkeys...squirrels...and numerous insects sharing the lush greenery.....also providing you another eye statuing view..... Seniors say its the best hostel...reason being the food served... although the main reason stands it being adjacent to hostel 11 (the 2nd girls hostel)... And since then the exciting college life began.... The MEGACITY Mumbai has a new resident now!
Thinking to include the college experiences in a different post.
To be continued...
hmm...a bit sleepy now.... thinking to hav an afternoon nap...!
will return with another exciting post....
(although I create background first! right Mayank & Mehul?)
It was just after class 12... that I was lucky enough to get selected for IIT... The call came so late that I got only 4 days for preparation to depart for Mumbai... Finally had to arrange for tickets to fly...You would be astouned to kno how I got ready in just 90 hours...including getting the documents ready..a tough job indeed....
So finally, me, my papa and my uncle took the 8 hours journey (spicejet's idea to carry you from guwahati to kolkata to bangalore to mumbai) and that made the air-hostess welcome us at CSI airport in mumbai... I was pleased to hav my cousin bro (working in mumbai) already booking a hotel and it was so nice of them that they could send some1 to receive us.... getting too late wid the day...all went for a goodnight sleep after a long journey ( a journey of 3,084 kms, indeed quite long )...me dreaming and getting too excited for the next day.... the day to visit IIT Bombay...and i began dreaming bout it and it and it....zzzzzz....
The next day got up at 6 to find that its still night there... i mean, in assam, you would find the sun shining in its morning rays high.... but the excitement took me to get ready that early.... finally we took on for Powai, thats wher IIT is located... while turning through the arya marg adjacent to powai lake...all i kept thinking was wher's IIT???? all i could see is high tech Hiranandani Estate buildings on right, forest and powai lake on my left and an never ending road infront... finally the driver took a left to land me to my amazement at the gate of IIT.... Indian Institute of Technology.... written in bold....excitement led to the 2nd level....
JESUS! IIT inside! Completely out of town! Completely out of topography! The lush greenery inside just make you decide whether you are in a cool hill station infront or a polluted Mumbai behind! Its detailed description will make me write pages...
The more I went inside the more i got excited seeing the buildings...the township...the hostels...and finally my hostel...hostel 8...! H8..sharing the beauty of powai lake and magnificent view of Hiranandani Estates...the sky scrappers... monkeys...squirrels...and numerous insects sharing the lush greenery.....also providing you another eye statuing view..... Seniors say its the best hostel...reason being the food served... although the main reason stands it being adjacent to hostel 11 (the 2nd girls hostel)... And since then the exciting college life began.... The MEGACITY Mumbai has a new resident now!
Thinking to include the college experiences in a different post.
To be continued...
hmm...a bit sleepy now.... thinking to hav an afternoon nap...!
will return with another exciting post....
(although I create background first! right Mayank & Mehul?)
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
a day wid the very very loyal customers of India's largest bank
hey...good afternoon.... its 12:43 and 53 sec the moment i typed 53....
just came back after having my bike serviced against 3rd free service at the due of 4th free service...didnt gey understand how was it done.... but thankfully it got done...
anyway.... with no cash...had to visit the atm....the turn took me to a happy-dappy-nappy situation which made me took the following pics. It first made me think if any mishappening took place but found the aanti. Just watch the queue... waise...queue was outside the room.... inside toh found the guard crushed.... almost 20 people using their adroit crackerjack mind and body to fight for transacting first.To my next amazement... the nearby UCO and AXIS atms were empty... the guard at the AXIS was almost about to take a nap untill i disturbed him to make him murmur to himself!
I just kept me envisaging whether they are unaware bout RBI's 5times a month regulation on other banks or they only believe on the cash of SBI atms (Gov afterall)....i finally reckoned their loyalty towards their apna bank!
WED0000! there i find, when i exited AXIS wid a classy job done...(ahmm....ignoring dat few dashing gals already did the same b4 me)....staggeringly, a whole lot of line joining the gate... inquisitive to ask if they can too play... that made me finally infer
" RBI and fellows of RBI.... dont just giv circulars.... take the pain to make it known to the common JUNTA evn at the village level" and "SBI and all BIs... just get ur customers known bout the technoeases"
u wont find always GOOD AND SIMPLE AND DOWN 2 EARTH guys like me helping ur customers.
oh.... lunch time....
bye (only 2 return)
~bhaskarjyoti das
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Oh! its Bandh today.... A part of Bandh culture!
Goodmorning.... just woke up at 10....but writing at 1... ah! def a mind blowing day.... sun shinning high thus giving a bit warmth in the chilling season... i do hear birds chirping.... but wher's the paperwala.... the doodhwala... kaamwali bai... wher's the rickshaws.... finally mom told me... its a "bandh"... oh... kaamwali bai finally arrived....(mom got relieved sighting her)...
so here's another "bandh" day... that means i cant go out with my bike... i cant do my transactions in the bank... cant post my forms... cant meet the girls at vodafone for a sim.... cant hav the bike for servicing and finally cant hav my haircut (TS: my quite long hairs are tickling mom's anger)...
all i needa do is... sit at home... writing and beautifying my blog... hav a loud music (i can see my neighbours running upto me b4 i even think of playing it)... watch movies (bored of same old-storied bollywood buzzes..but hopefully Ninja Assasin and Old Dogs will regulate the palpalitation of my heart!gotta download 'em... but that ll take another few hours!!!:X)...
i really dont understand wy do people call for bandhs... its fine that these non-violence acts will kill people like me....bt are we justifying it??? ... see for daily professionals...the daily wage earners... probably no food for them today if they havent done any savings yesterday... Think about the people on streets-- Auto Rikshaw Driver, Rikshaw Puller, vendors ... the list is endless.
They have to go literally without any earning on the day of Bandh. They too have family members and dependents to feed. In fact in today's date we are struggling to survive. The age has come that we have to buy even water to drink. How do we justify these Bandhs? We talk of equalizing the socirty...how can we in this situation! can we justify it my remaining hungry... not feeding our family members.... wy do we only think of the people,the priviledged one... we need to think of every1...The choice is ours, purely ours. After all it is our society & we only have to face the consequence; good or bad.
anyway... one way... m enjoying... (anyway m in my holidays)..but atleast my sister's enjoying...she's got another day of chutti... i can watch young sprinters running high in the parks... my immediate juniors playing cricket... all's fine thinking locally....bt my dear... think GLOBALLY... we'r a part of GLOBALIZATION.... THINK! MAKE A DIFFERENCE!
regards
Bhaskarjyoti Das
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