Ashol Kolkata

Ami Bangali... Kolkata amar praan. Hajaar shachchhondo dileo, hajaar bidesh ghurleo, Kolkata'r maati'e hobe amar shob cheye priyo. Kokhono thanda furfure hawa, kokhono roddure asheem ghaam... kokhono brishti te hatoo obdi jol, kokhono kalboishakhir duronto chhoot. Ei shob bhalo mondo'r moddhye diyei ami bhalobashte shikhechi Amar Shohor Kolkata, THE CITY OF JOY ke.

Victoria, Science City, Botanical Garden, Sahid Minar, Alipore Zoo, Nakoda Mosjeed...
National Library, Calcutta High Court, National Museum, Academy of Fine Arts, Ramkrishna Mission Institute of Culture...
Eden Gardens, Saltlake Yubobharoti Statdium, Akashbani bhoban...
Kalighat temple, Princep Ghat, Howrah Bridge, Thakur Bari, Paira Odanor Babu Culture...
Garia Haat, Rabindra Sadan, Nandan, Metro, New Empire, Lighthouse...
Indian Coffe House, Madox Square... Metro Rail, Traam, Haate taana Rickshaw...
Mohonbagan Club... Sourav Dada... Mamata Didi... Rosogolla, Mishti Doi, Nokurer Sondesh.
Aar ki chai?

Na... Chai.
Amra... Nuton Jouboner Ei duth... Amra chai South City Mall... Garia Haat IS OUT OF FASHION! Amra chai Mani Square, k jaabe Madox Square?! Amra chai CCD, Coffee House IS SO DOWN MARKET! National Library...HOW BORING!!!... Amra jai shudhu Starmark! Nandan???... Neahh, INOX Cholo! Rosogolla, Mishti Doi khai... shudhu BRANDED, HALDIRAM’S er! Amra chai Afra... Amra Chai Aquatica... Amra chai Music World... Amra chai iLounge... Amra Chai Some Place Esle!!!!!

Kothaye hariye geche shei purono Kolkata? Kothaye gelo shei shob bangali? Kothaye gelo shei Boshonto Utsab’a protijogita... Shei nirbhejal Durga Pujo, jekhane Theme baade Bhokti-keo gurutto dewa hoto? Kothaye gelo shei shob din gulo? Shudhu nijeke MADLY BANGALI bollei bangali howa jaye na... baastobe hote hoy. Ekhonkar kobi-geetikar ra ki likhbe jokhon tara Kolkata’r opor kobita ba gaan likhte boshbe? Ei shob fast life’er bepare? CHOCOLATE FANTASY AND RECENTLY OPENED CITY CENTRE 2’er bepare? Ei shob akorshoniyo othocho arthaheen jinisher bepare, jaar shonge Kolkata’r oitijjher kono shomporko’e nei? Keno? Keno pari na amra kolkata’r harano morjada phiriye aante? Keno pari na amra ekbaar, shudhu ekbaar khaanti kolkata’r manusher moton baachte? Cheshta korte toh khoti nei. Aar ami nishchit... ei cheshta’r phal kharap hobe na. Karon eta Amar Kolkata... Amar oti priyo “LAND OF MADLY BANGALEEZ!”

Jara ei lekhata porchen, bhabben na, je ami khali apnader’e dosh dichhi ebong apnader cheye nije ektuku’o alada. Amio praye bhulte boshechilam ashol Kolkata ke. Amio ei druto jiboner bege boye jete cholechilam. Kintu aaj, hothat Kolkata’r 320 ‘tomo jonmodine ami anubhob korlam je ei shohor’a ethogulo bochor thekeo, ami taar ordhek’o dekhi ni. Haathe matro ekta bochhor... tarporei chole jabo Post Graduation course’a. Tai ei baaro’ta maasher moddhe amake dekhtei hobe gota Kolkata... prothiti kon, prothiti baank. Tobei ami hobo ashol Kolkattan.

Kolkata, tomaye janai Shubho 320 ‘tomo Jonmodiner Shubhechha o Bhalobasha!
Bhalo theko.

MY VALENTINES DAY … for my College Sweethearts, ex-crushes and the true friends forever…

Life is so beautiful! Jackie, Pushpi, Anne, Soumi, Shreshtha… All my sweet friends around me:). Ahh yes nothing can better this. And yeah, all my friends are girls. So? What’s wrong? I mean this is a girls world… we just let guys live in it, right? Yeah I know this is a quotation… but this IS exactly what I feel!

Boys in tuition, Boys in the locality, Boys in school… arrrrggghhh… give me a break!!! I mean whatever happened to my perfect girl-world??? It was so much better in junior school. Oh c’mon… someone shoo away these bizarre creatures of alien species! I’m the Queen Bee, Boys Buzz Off!!! Yeah ok… another quotation. I’m always this dramatic! Big Deal!

Hmmm… that guy’s cute! Oh… and that one too! Well, guys aren’t really that bad afterall. Why didn’t I notice them before? Whoa, what’s happening to me? Since when did butterflies start to dwell in my stomach?! Is this what they call hormones??? It feels so weird! Why do I suddenly feel like boys do exist… and how prominently so? I mean isn’t this supposed to be my girls world or something like that??? Maybe not…

Yes this is love! I’m confident it is! I know, I just know! I’ve never felt for anyone, the way I feel for him. He is my special guy. He is THE ONE. Oh and he likes me too! This is beautiful. How come I was bereft of this totally awesome blossom feeling?! Damn, I wasted half of my life ignoring guys?! What a waste!

Heartbreak. I mean the last thing I needed in my life was heartbreak! This isn’t fair! I dumped my singlehood only to get dumped by this stupid, idiotic, messed up guy whom I had supposedly loved more than my life?! I gave up my Queen Bee principles for this mole??? Arrrrggghhhh… I hate boys!!! They don’t deserve me! I mean screw you, guys! Damn the hormones! It was so much better in junior school. Oh c’mon… someone shoo away these bizarre creatures of alien species!!! I know that’s a repetition but my life is going through a repeat telecast. As for future, I’ll spend the rest of my life hating boys. Yeah, I don’t mind doing that! Go die!

OMG… My college is in dearth of girls. Guys are, like, in Brobdingnagian numbers!!! It’s less of a college and more of a zoo! This can’t be happening! Please tell me this isn’t real! What is this torture for? I mean why??? God, don’t you know I HATE BOYS!!! I’m gonna get drowned in the deluge of these savage brutes! Pray thee, please save me! Now I will never be able to make good friends in college. Will never have a good group! Damn my screwed up luck! That’s torn it, I’m off!!!

I have the best group I could have imagined having in college! The masti level surpasses my expectations! And no, all aren’t girls. I didn’t go around with a female detector to look in the teensy-weensy percentage of girls available in the male dominant institution. The guys here are far better and sweeter than I had ever expected boys to be… Always there to help me, console me, comfort me and keep me smiling. I would have said that I scarcely realized they are boys, but I believe that’s hardly a compliment to them ;). “Akash, the gender” is never hesitant to lend me his shoulders for carrying my heavy bag of laptop, no matter how tired he is. Too generous to be happy in life. Poor him! “Shubham, the ghatiya-man” is always ready to relinquish his mobile balance on me. Not by talking to me for hours at long but by letting me use his cell every now and then. “Adi, the lihaaz-boy” is all the time on with his constructive arguments with me regarding relationship complications… sometimes really helpful ones. Oh and Shubham & Adi also specialize in sim-card problems :D. “Sam, the body builder” is my slapping partner. Yes I love slapping this guy; he has such a broad face!!! Lols! I really don’t remember when was the last time we had talked in peace without fighting or pulling each other’s legs. He’s too good at it, I must say. But when it comes to acting like a total idiot, these guys excel in it!!! Arrrggghhh… drives me berserk! But then I’m no less, so that kinda equals the score.

In total, I got to meet the wackiest, yet coolest and sweet-sweet-sweetest guys of the world! Finally, my friend list isn’t a whole girl-girl thing! I mean Juhi Di, PP and others, no doubt, comprise my gang of girls but these chaps are surely ineluctable. Hmm… well, guys aren’t really that bad afterall. Why didn’t I notice this part of them before? And, no, this isn’t my hormones speaking. It’s a genuine outburst of emotions from my overwhelmed heart! With them, I can really be my stupid, rude, impulsive, illogical and impossible self without having the chance of getting fooled, dumped, mistreated or misunderstood. I mean, when it comes to tolerance, they give me 100% performance! Thank you sooooooo much my college sweethearts! I love you all for changing my flickering notion about guys. No matter how many jerks I come across in future, I’ll always remember you and stick to my present judgment! I promise.

So, one thing I can conclude is… you boys are disastrous as boyfriends but, you teach me real friendship!:) Thank you for the roses, the proposes, the chocolates, the teddy, the promises and finally the hugs & kisses!!! This was my best Valentines week ever! No one has ever made me feel this special! Who needs a boyfriend?! And today I’ll have my best Valentines Day ever too… with as many friends as possible! Love you all!!!! XOXO!!!:)

The Song

Remember the nights on the phone
U, me and our unrivaled comfort zone
Remember the day at the coffee shop
Our first fight and your hundred apologies
Our promise of staying friends forever
While my biased love for you was never to cease

Remember the sudden kiss
The love in your eyes, no i didn't miss
Remember the long walks with arms entwined
Hearts connected and oblivious of whats around
So content with life's content
As the half completing us was found

Remember the night you said you love me
The smile on our face epitomising ecstasy
Remember the nights soaked in puerile drips
Shed in our pain or of the other
The sweet embrace without a qualm
Lasted for few minutes, yet felt like forever

So I'm singing, yes I'm singing
I'm singing to the tunes of bliss
Enraptured by the feel of your love
'Cause I know nothing can better this

Next day you went outta town
But in my heart you were rooted deep down
Not an inch away, not even a second
You said I would be from your mind
But that you went, you kept drifting away
And when you returned, you had left the love behind

Unaware of what went wrong
I tried so hard to remind you the song
But you seemed to have gone a hundred miles
Although within you were just a thought away
Holding on to you with a tenacious grip
I realised you weren't meant to stay

Now as I scribble the letters of your name
I wonder whether you ever do the same
After the daily struggle in this world of strangers
I recede to my familiar half, that's you
And like a refrain, it sweetens the melody
With a tinge of pathos which isn't new

But I'm singing, still I'm singing
I'm singing to the tunes of grief
Haunted by the paucity of your love
Struck in your chapter as I turn the leaf

Even in a room full of people, there's just two
One is me, the other my inner you

I'm singing, Oh I'm singing
I'm singing to the tunes so true
Feeling you with every breath I take
Not waiting yet living for you

REMINISCENCE

My lips touch the edge of the cup,
To sip the hot coffee.
Basking in the twilight I try to smile,
Buy still don’t feel happy.

The cool breeze tickles my ears
While playing with the hair.
When I turn to embrace it
I realize that I don’t care!

The birds are all home,
I can hear their chirps from the woods.
I walk to my room and open my diary,
To get rid of this mundane mood.

As the nib touches the page
Effortless lines form letters
And they mould words that speak my mind
As if the pen knows me better.

Like when I try to turn off the radio
That plays a song I had once dedicated to you
Why does my hand recede from it,
And I find myself humming the tune?

Like when I try to skip your name
While going through my phone book
Why do I stop there every time,
And wish the phone to ring by a fluke

Like when I try to pull away from you
Push you away from my mind
Why does everything remind me of you?
What is it that doth bind?

Like when I try to walk out on you
Moil to notice someone new
What makes me want to be so loyal?
When I know it hardly matters to you!

Like when I try to convince my heart
That we can’t ever conjoin
Like when I decide to stop writing about you
I end up inditing this poem.

DISCLAIMER

All characters and events in the previous blog is purely fictitious. Any resemblence to any private individuals, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. And it is to be noted that nowhere has it been mentioned that it speaks about me.

Why does it hurt?

He was the high school sweetheart...she was just a lil girl. He was the heart throb of all...but she kind of LOVED him childishly! When she grew up, her childhood love became somebody else's ...who was none other than her own best friend! She was happy for her friend... and for him too. And why shoudn't she be? Her love was happy and so was her best friend! Yet it pained her! Why?...Why does it hurt?

He was her pen pal. They were tight friends. She was happy to have a friend like him in her life. But Alas! She fell in love with him! A very deep love... too deep to even last for two full years! All this, only to realise that they were not meant to be together...not even as friends! She is a strong girl now! And she is out of it. Yet it pained her! Why?...Why does it hurt?

She saw him that day for the first time. He had a pleasant personality. He was polite and friendly. Oops...does she have a crush on him? Oh my God!...yes she does! But she decided to take it easy and go for only friendship...atleast for the nonce, till she infers whether its just an infatuation or true love! But no... fortune was too cruel on her! Before she could think of anything, things went public! Her personal feelings were being mocked at! She was dumbfounded! Is it really that bad to like someone? But to her, her self esteem was more precious than anything in her life. She decided to forget him. She was right to do so! ...n she knew it! Yet it pained her! Why?...Why does it hurt?

He is her new friend ...a very good one indeed! And this time she took special care not to fall for him! 'Cause she really cant afford another heartbreak! He is a nice guy; very sweet, polite, friendly, smart, open-minded, out-spoken--just like her-- and very decent. They liked each other's company. They shared many things with each other: their experiences, their secrets, their joys, their sorrows, their laughters, their tears. They had become the best of pals! One day she came to know he was in love with a girl! Next day he told her that his lady love cant be his and as a solace she lend him her shoulders. She was sad too ...she hated to see him in despair. She was being a good friend and a true support to him! But even in all this, somewhere in the corner of her heart she was feeling jealous! She couldn't bear to hear that he loved somebody else...but why? He was only her good friend, thats it! She didn't love him...or did she? ...No..no..no...she cant! She just cant! She just cant love him! ...'cause she has already had too much of heartbreaks! Yet it pained her! Why?...Why doest it hurt?

Oh my God! Its her pen pal who has called her after about 1 whole year! Its his wedding! He wants her to be present with him in his special day. She was his good friend after all! Huh! She was very happy for him, though. Atlast he will get settled...and will have his own happy, complete life! And as for her feelings for him, that had died almost a year ago! Yet it pained her! Why?...Why does it hurt?

Mystery Of Passion

Passion is love, passion is hatred,

Passion can even be anger instead.

Passion can give you the happiest moments,

Passion can even make you lament.

Passion can hail you the King of Kings,

Give you pleasure and make you sing.

Passion can make you the ruthful slave,

And take you to the devil's cave.

So I say, my friends beware,

Passion can take you anywhere.

Try n guide your passions well,

Then in heaven you will dwell.