A Lesson Learned!!!

Hmm…to begin writing something abut the person for whom you were being able to do for whatever you are now…really needs something that is beyond description. Mother,maa,mummy,mumma..no matter however you call it …it sounds the same…here remains a hidden radiance in the word itself…people start feeling solace on its mere utterance. Yes ..my mom ..she is like everything to me…its for this lady that am whatever I am today!!1It is for her that I have been able to transmogrify myself from a kid to a lady. Her sternness and at the same time the indescribable gentleness is like sumthing like a goddess…There remains a positive aura surrounding her that is beyond description. Well she is strict to the pinnacle as she wants her kids reach up the ladder of success…and achieve whatever they want in their life. And no matter wherever I go..whatever I do..i just feel secured in the thought that my mom is there beside me at every possible turn I take. This mere feeling restores an eternal bliss….a halcyon somewhere at the back of my mind that I need to do the right thing .This too pacifies my soul when am fluttered. Every whack she bestows upon me is not of anger or resentment but that signifies her overwhelming concern and assiduousness for me. Was just something that she wanted to teach me a lesson that would probably work at the back of my mind and I succumb from treading on the wrong path. And whenever I get frustrated or things donot fall into their respective places properly, I snuggle myself into her frowsty lap..and the feeling I get whenever she blows her hand through my hair…even when she keeps her hand over my head..that mere feeling pacifies my bereaved soul..and provides me with a sort of pseudo force tht drives me again to de better piece of work..it teachs me that success and failure are the opposite side of the same coin..all that you need to taste failure if you want success in life. I usually eschew doing many things that may make her unhappy coz perhaps I cannot express this thing but I just want to see her happy..the feeling itself is great..For me n ma sister she battled a lot of odds and rose above her predicaments to reach us where we are now. Her whole life is devoted to the well being of her kids..of us. She never go into any sort of adulation in no matter how great jobs we ended up doing. I can remember in school whenever we topped in our classes..then too we felt somehow she was not happy..and one day I asked her..if she was happy or not. Even our neighbors praised us…but she was just the same..unfazed..I could not understand..why she did like that. So the day I asked her..she replied…

”Dekho mam (my nickname..) jibon ta tomader ekhono shurui hoe ni..bhalo to korecho nischoi..kintu etai to shesh noe..ekhono onek kichu korte hobe..boro hote hobe..maane boro hobar moto boro..etuku diye ki hobe..jiboner shehse ki kore jete parle shetai loke dkehbe…loke proshonshe korbe..ami to tomder bahloi chai..aar ami jodi ekoni tomader proshonsha kori loker kache ar kalke jodi tomra otota bhlao na kore uthte paaro tahole loke ki bolbe?”

[In short she hesitated to praise us coz there is a lot for us to do now and she wanted to wait till the end to praise us].

I really learned a lesson from her that day. So satiation shud never be the hindrance for one’s success. If you get satisfied..you can never progress. At times it keeps your feet gronded. Otherwise a small step to success will make you feel on cloud nine..and that really does harm you and will surely leave your later advancements beleaguered. Thats what I learned that day.

near n dear!!!

Yesterday I had cross -swords with my sister.reason was meagre..but it has nw becum a part of our daily life to pich up fights on non issues...and funnilywe patch up almost then and then...and mom enjoys the comedy circus...for most part of the day.But yesterday the topic was serious..she more or less uses my everything..not even bothering i need it at the moment or not..and i dislike the habit like hell!!..I dont even touch any of her belongings..and she is not even bothered asking me if she takes anything that belongs to me..Infact she has a fetish for using everything that I own..evenif..she has the same for herself...i feel so waspish..Gave her a tight earpull yesdai.Still...now dont start thinking am a damn selfish one not sharing anyhting with ma sis.Inspite of all these fights i love her a lot...I rember..there had been a number of times i was supposed to stay out of home...I cudnt sleep for most part of the night..i missed her a lot..the cuddles, the"kuchi-kuchi" doing(noe this is a special thing we do .and that am not goin to disclose).

When she was a kid..I can recall I just used to look up at her and counted everuy second for her to grow up..it gave me extreme pleasure to descry the smile on her face when she was gifted with a stuff!!she used to look at it with earnest concentration..as if she is going to discover something from it.even if we fight a lot..but at the end of the day..when I just think of the whole day..what I did and what I not(I have this penchent of making a routine in my mind at the end of the day..my gains and my losses).And another thing is that..she was a Goliath in miniature form when she was a kid..she used to beat me up like anything..and I was a silent bearer of all her doings..but her childish prattles,her smile ,her kuchu kuchu eyes...kisses...her dimples..made me forget all her 'torture'.and now..we break up we make up..we fight ,we laugh..we just cant think of nything without these..but still if somehow someday..we dont make up before going to sleep,i silently wait for her to fall asleep..and then without kissing her..I simply cant make my eyes closed!1...infact till now I just treat her just like a kid..I just dont let this thing in my mind..that we both have grown up..and we literally behave like kids.we just love doing it..and hope will continue doing in in the days to come!!!!!

Love aaj kal..the movie review!!

Its about midnight..and some seconds to go before the clock strikes the much awaited"00:00hrs."...and viola our country gained Independence(?)...now you folks might be feeling that me not frivolous bout my header..but thats not the case .Actually am a bit too much emotionally vulnerable about any matters that concerns my country!!Now the time has come..so just to pay obeisance to my country...vande mataram.....This is not like that am only paying homage to my motherland for a single day..when we Indians became "independent"some 63 years back..but I think the idea of being independent in the real sense of the term should be pragmatic!!But do we really know or care for the exact meaning of the term..to most of us now the idea of being independent is only to being free from the shakles of..of many things put together...than often misleads us to a blind alley..Are we really concerned bout that fact...are we not suffering from something called "identity crisis"???

Anyways...better to talk about it in some next few posts..or better never..because these things are very dlicate for me to handle..

Ya so as we come up to the main point of our discussion,as the header says,the movie review..you shud be stunned to know that..I have not yet helped myself watch this movie!!lol!!.Just wanted to share sumthing very endearing bout this movie.Now the thing is that am not actually hooked to watch movies..in fact I really find it so boring sitting right in front of the screen for such a long time..but ok..if it has something interesting about it..I manage to stay glued to it!!...Now about this movie,and infact for many of the stuffs like that, I get on to the reviews without watching it myself!!..And here I chanced upon something so endearing about this movie that flabbergasted me to the pinnacle!!..

Folks who have helped themselves watching this movie, might be knowing the docile Harmeet kaur..who posed opposite to Saif Ali Khan in the movie. Now the fact that we were oblivious is that although she has got a downright Indian look,but actually..shez a brazillian..ya shez the vivaceous,reslendent,stintillating Brazillian bombshell Giselle!!!now this is just WOW!!!As I was peeking into the t2 of the telegraph,I was feeling something inexplicable.

And more story lies Giselli had come to the audition for the role of Joe,the swiss for whum Saif falls for when Deepika goes to Delhi.She herself was entranced.

This was obviously done surreptitiously so that no one can have the faintest idea of whts hapnin behind the screens.But there is a song in the movie..cant call up the name right at this point of time..but there she is seen dancing just like a typical punjabi'kudi'..there when I saw her dancing in the Tv..she was looking pretty non indian esp her dance moves..Indians are used to these right from their childhood..but she was looking as if she had been forcd to do all these in spite of adversities..she was sort of slogging it out!!!..But ok I didnt at least think that she might not be an Indian..she looked so Indian..man!! This is too much.But tons of kudos to her ..about her great job doing,she really worked out a lot on these stuffs as she has been quoted saying,and for the language...at least she didnt know hindi the time she landed up for the project..so she had to work really hard on it..oltho the dubbing and all had been done by someone else..but she had to do the perfect lipping and all by herself.Thats not too a menial task..and thats where her dexterity is proven.

Now this is not bout me rhapsodizing bout the stuff,but I relaly felt a zephyr of satisfaction regarding the our entertainment industry.

Now its time for u..Giselli to prove your mettle cause of this vecissitudes that came up your way!!!...

Thats all from me now...

Vande mataram..Jai Hind..

"...the sofa's shaking"EARTHQUAKE!!!

Yups!Today I want to share what I felt as I came across this feeling of earthquake!!!yes, there was an earthquake indeed the night before yesterday.

As i do manage doing stuffs at the late hours of the night,it was about 1 a.m. and i was feeling quite jaded..the bed beckoned me and i quited what was doing at that moment.With long yawns I moved towards my bed.With arduous eyes and my body gasping for the comfort of the soft bed,...I was in no time there on my bed!! All of a sudden,as I just closed my weary eyes,a jerk shook me!!..but the feeling was quite unusual as i felt never before!I bacame a bit warned..did my head had a spin??

Am I OK??...I really am low on pressure and that may be sumthing is the case right then..but no. I again sensed the same!!Now that was going to be exceptionally bizarre...i was all right the very moment before...Why the hell should I be having headspin at the late hours and that too whem my BMR is so stable...my metabolism is ok??I felt as if am on a boat and thats swaying across the unperturbed waters ...a feeling as calm as anyhting but yet so poignant!!!suddenly..the thing came up to my mind.."is it an earthquake??"Wearyness bid a good bye to me.I better had goosebumps on my cheeks than having an earthquake..as I was goin about the possible circumstances what to du next if it really hit hard in the next few moments, in my mind...i realised that its ok..now u dont have to bother nymore..its over!!..it did really stop!!!

But the most terrible part was waiting for me the next day..that was..the authorities concerned gave a damn to this "utter silly stuff"..and were quite relaxed for the fact that the quake didnot take up lives ..at least!!...I ran out of comments after knowing this thing..God!!where am I residing in this pretty damn place..where the people who have been bestowed with the responsibility to take care of us are really not bothered about us at all!!

Now you folks out there may have a read through the daily "The Telegraph":-

Quake response primitive: Minister - Government agencies left unshaken by tremors in the city; Twitter users on the button

OUR BUREAU

Calcuttans only have their lucky stars to bank on if a calamity like an earthquake strikes the city. The disaster preparedness of the city, to quote the minister responsible for coordinating rescue and relief work, is “primitive”. “Our disaster management is at a primitive stage. There is hardly any coordination among the agencies that are supposed to jump into action immediately after a disaster strikes. A system like a hot line integrating the civil defence headquarters, police, fire services and hospitals should immediately be in place,” civil defence minister Srikumar Mukherjee said. Lack of coordination among government agencies was evident in the description of the intensity of Monday night’s quake — “intense,” according to the Alipore Met office, and “mild”, if the police are to be believed. As as soon as tremors are felt, the Met office should get in touch with the civil defence department which, in turn, should alert its volunteers as well as the police, fire brigade and hospitals. But Mukherjee’s men did not stir on Monday night as there was no word from the Met office. “We did not send out any alert as it was apparent that the tremors could not cause any damage to the city,” said an official in the Regional Meteorological Centre. With the Met and civil defence experts sitting tight, the other key arms of the government had no clue to what was happening on the ground. When Metro called the police control room 15 minutes after the quake, which struck at 1.26am, the response was: “There were a few calls but we didn’t feel any tremor here. Was there really an earthquake?” Calls to the Met office around 1.40am went unanswered. Director G.C. Debnath said: “Officials were busy recording the tremors.” While the men who matter were in the dark during an emergency, Calcuttans on Twitter were exchanging updates on the button. “... the sofa’s shaking! EARTHQUAKE!!,” twitted Burbleon almost in real time. Rungs quipped: “It was like Waves, not what I thought earthquakes were. As if I was on a vessel at Sea.” Yet I too came to know, the earthquake had hit parts of India and Japan..and the conditions were stiffer out there.In India. parts affected were parts of Kolkata and some of its adjoining areas,Orissa,Vijaywada...no injuries or casualities had yet been reported.But in Japan,1 death and 60 injury cases was on the list. Was not much sure bout the epicentre..I tried to find out but could not!! Thats all for now!!

A Juxtaposition!!!

As I did mention in my previous post, my childhood life began as simple and very much similiar to any other little life.I grabbed people's attention having the "previlege" of being the first child of our family(from both my parent's side)...and now i regret because of that!I was very much pertinaceous as a child in getting things falling into places as my own accord.But what a hell I had to face when I began my life as a student in Delhi.However when we moved to Kolkata,and I being admitted to Diocesan,I came to realise quite a number of differences between the culture of the two capitals..one past and the other present.

1.Students in Delhi are more brash..by a hook or a crook they can make things go in their own way very easily.But surely they are not that complicated creatures as we have it here.

2.Here we are more helpful in the sense we are quite,nonchalant people,but at the same time delve into other's matter more than what is needed.In Delhi,they can think bout lot more interesting stuff than indulging in other's affairs.

3.They are very much strict when matters of discipline do come in the equation..but we are not.Infact we really do care bout this thing.

4. Another interesting thing that I came to see was that people in Delhi were very much interested in picking up fights on non-issues!And they dared to do it right in front of teachers..it was as if their normal custom..flaunting of muscle power.But we dare not do this nywhere.

5.Here in Kolkata I first cme across the fact of talking in bengali or whatever may be ur mother tongue..but out in Delhi we were punished if we were caught talking in hindi even during lunch hours.

au revoir for nw..vil manage to post tomorrow!!Infact I rilli want a lot to share with you folks...

A Brief Intro.....

It has been for quite a couple of months now that I have been trying to say things..infact a lot of things together,but never got the right forum and the perfect timing to do so.Whenever I gathered up this feeling of expressing myself,some hindrances were on wait and I had to hang up!!

But I must say that I was in the habit of writting diaries right during my early teens, but due to some inexorable circumstances,had to give it a halt.But today I am rilli in a fiesty mood and so had this idea to give my plans a jerk!

Newaiz,I have, as it were a kind of superstitious hesitation in lifting the veil that clings about me like a golden mist.In order therefore not to be tedious,it is worthmentionong to state that I got this idea of writting a blog as I was surfing thru sumone's profile in ORKUT and got' his' blog!!It fascinated me a lot..and I became a regular reader of 'his' blog.Gradually I ended up reading quite a few ones just like that and now I am with my own.Thank u Mr.X.

As to start up,I cannot remember exactly about my first couple of years spent in north kolkata,but I can remember many events after we moved to Delhi.That's where my education began.I was the only stupid creature in the school I was admitted...and can recall some of the pranks my classmates used to play on me.But I was the teacher's pet and rilli got a lot of kind love from them.Some of the names of my childhood friends in Delhi are still alive in my mind..and to my utter flabbergast,got connected to some of them a couple of months back or so..and the most interesting part is that..hey still rember me!!Wow!!!

But after that we moved to kolkata...and I was never aware of the cult here..even i didnt know bengali so well then..amd hindi had become my mother tongue.Here we did not have that faintest idea of taking first language hindi and to my utter dismay I ended up taking first lang.bengali...I cudnt even understand what the bengali teacher scribbled on the board.Oops! I had my first lessons in bengali barnaparichay..the letter book when i was in the 3rd standard,and I can recall of me hiding myself in one corner of a room to read those darned words,in the fear of getting heard by anybody!!!lol!!

I think it suffices for today!!!