learning and growing

So a lot had happened.I lost my father on the 13th of August 2017. He had a massive cardiac failure inside our bathroom and we had to break the door of our toilet to get him out. The moment he was taken out of the bathroom and was made to lie down on bed, I knew he was no more. His lips had a blueish-ness, and so did the tips of his fingers. He was all cold. But I wanted the doctor to certify it medically and hence I asked others to help me lift my father inside the ambulance. I went alone with him to the hospital and came alone with him. The world was distraught. Once my father was brought back home, it became difficult to control my mother from sobbing badly. I did everything I could to keep her calm when I was not okay myself. Even I was crying hard, only silently. I badly wanted the tears to show up but it did not. I too wanted to cry aloud like my mother, but nothing happened. Then my father was taken to the morgue and kept there for the night. I could not close my eyelids that ni...

The trick is to not watch what most people are watching at the moment. Obviously I am talking about GAME OF THRONES. Not that I like it too much. I had watched the first eight episodes of season one of GOT, and it did not seem too appealing. Some asked me, if it was the graphic details that made me conclude so! Unfortunately it was not. Let's just say, as far as the graphic thing is concerned, well I don't turn away my head while watching Grey's Anatomy and it is infact one of my favourite series so far. Can't wait for season 14 of Grey's Anatomy, which they say will include surprise return of many characters who left the series in season 3 and 4. So, to get back to what I started with; the trick I mean. Back when I was in class eleven a song named 'Why This Kolaveri Di ?' became very famous. It was so popular that even the K2 kids sung the song. Okay, I am exaggerating a little. So you know a song is really good even when after many, many years it hits your...

I will continue from where I stopped the last time. So the other two movies that I watched were NH10 and Chalk and Duster. If there is anything good about NH10 then it is Anushka Sharma. I did not find the story too appealing but there were scenes that made me smile. For example, initially it is the husband in the movie who hides from his wife( Anushka Dharma) the murder incident because he thinks she won't be able to take it but later she becomes the braver one. Just not that, but we can't help noticing that it is the girl who remains practical throughout and does not act on the spur of the moment. Chalk and Duster on the other hand, highlights the politics in the education system. The only problem with the movie is that it ends on an euphoric note and gives us a pretty predictable end. What is good about the movie is that it kind of tries to tell the audience that how a noble profession like teaching is often underestimated because most people who end up getting n...

So I managed to watch three beautiful movies that was long due. The first movie is English Vinglish. I don't know why I did not watch it til now. The simplicity and seriousness of the movie touched my heart. Days like now when your speaking in English partly defines as to the kind of person you are or you are not in a country like India and traditional upbringing is appreciated as well as looked down upon; you see the society is such that they accept traditionalism in women in order to curb them with a manly power, if you know what I mean. The little son of Sashi ( Sridevi),six years old maybe, does not hesitate from telling his mother as to why she should scold her daughter because the daughter is wearing a short skirt. A bold reply comes from his mother telling her son that why would she scold her daughter when the daughter is atleast wearing a skirt. So the character Sashi might not know how to speak in English but has a wide mental horizon. She has the ability to correct hersel...

Down with fever, so it is both the right time and not the right time to write down something that provoked my anger again. This time, it was a middle aged woman who told me that ' tumi to porashunoi bhalo, tai tumi rat jago. Jader buddhi beshe, tara rat jage! '( you are studious and intelligent and that is precisely why you stay awake for most of the night). What? I don't deny that I am studious but that has got nothing to do with my late nights. It is usually the time when I educate the better creative part of my brain either by reading a good book, NOT PRESCRIBED IN THE SYLLABUS or by painting or writing a good poem, or by watching a very good movie or TV series. And this has got nothing to do with my studies. Or maybe it has got something to do with what I feel education is, on a broader spectrum. And for the stupid theory that night owls make for intelligent brains, let me tell you -I have seen too many, and when I say too many , I mean it- too many early risers who are...

And then you hear dumb things in your neighborhood - " Girls with short hair are modern and more educated." I have serious issues with such people because they are the same people who will say of how some girls are too family oriented and traditional because they choose to work at a place near their house. Such idiots assume that such girls are back dated. But judging by the same Indian standards, don't you think that the highest qualification for any Indian is to stay abroad. That does not make one modern and less Indian. It makes one less Western because you are nothing but a victim of what the society popularly believes in. And judging by the stereotypes, must say- it is very Indian, it is very normal and not at all something that makes one different. Stop judging with your narrow mentality and little knowledge.

Since my arrival in Durgapur, I have been meeting quite a few of my old friends. Talking with them about Life, career, problems, threats, solutions, in a way just tells me about the many days that had passed since the last time I sat on one of those benches in my school, or the last time that I stressed and worried myself over a stringent issue or over a small fight about a useless thing. Those idiotic mood swings and overload of all sorts of creative activities especially during times when you were expected to read the most ,drops a smile in my brain . I still remember mates telling me after our MATHS exam, 'did not you know that drawing the figures in your answer scripts that were already drawn in the question paper would help you fetch more marks?' or ' did not you know that I asked X to invite A,B,C,D on her birthday but not you!' or 'I don't know anything about what I will do next, but smiling inside for it was all planned'. Happy that life has not al...