learning and growing

It is almost the year end. I remember having high hopes for this year , last year around this time. Professionally some of them were fulfilled of course, but this year was the worst year for my personal self. Losing my father this year, was the greatest shock. Apart from that I was always personally disturbed and not just because of people, but also because of tricky situations God put me into. I had suffered healthwise and it was not just during the time when I was admitted in the hospital but also before that when I had severe problems with my throat and tooth, and also had allergic attacks. It was hard and then when I see people faking illness like for example dengue ( that being the most common in Kolkata), just for some sympathy from others, it pricks my tongue. Needless to say why. But then if someone asks me if I had learned anything this year, I would say yes. I have learned a lot. Let's just say right from my first year to my last year of my post graduation ( as in it is ...

Now there you guys, do you even know that that you need your Aadhar card for paid sex in Goa. Hohoho. There is nothing called private in our lives anymore and anyway I wonder, why do they need the Aadhar card for that? How can things become more legal and politically correct, when there are obvious loopholes in the system. The second thing that I would like to share today is that recently i have started following someones blog. And what I have discovered from the writing of that person is that, both of us have a similar view and attitude towards the outside world. We had had similar experiences in the past too. This world is way too small and I admire women who have such broad perspectives. HOPING sincerely for a new chain of communication to blossom. Yours sincere admirer.Hehe ;)

The age of instant knowledge is GREAT. We get to see our favourite movies as soon as it is released, comfortably, inside our house,on our sofas, without going to the theatres unless absolutely necessary. But I miss those days when new movies were eagerly waited for their release in the cinemas. I remember waiting eagerly for each Harry Potter movie. Of course, now that all of it is readily available at the tip of your fingers, things are obviously more convenient. But a part of me still and will always long for those days. Though I don't feel quite the same for television series because I would love to watch all hundred episodes in a day if possible and would again get ready for the next hundred, the very next day. And the other thing that bothers me equally is the quick instant photography which we can avail for ourselves if we have good smart phones. Not surprising that it is the age of selfies. But again I miss those days when photos were preserved for a special occasion like a...

Well, well...my fascination for Gopal or Lord Krishna is increasing day by day. My desire to keep a mud made Gopal is increasing too. My mother tells me not to overreact about it but damn it, I want a sweet cute 'Gopal' for me. Religion demands a lot of care and concern for a 'gopal' if one wants to keep it at home and worship it. May God help me resist my temptation for it.Sigh. On the other hand, it worries me to see my mother becoming hyperactive. I mean, she was never the lazy sort of housewife busy watching television serials and instructing housekeepers, but now she has become more than active in whatever she does. If that is her way of forgetting what had hit our family in the recent past, I am okay with it. And if not, then as I said, I am worried. My schedule is active too. Recently there is this thing that happened with me. I remember it was my birthday and a classmate of mine I usually talk with not only not wish me verbally, but behaved rudely with me on m...

Phew! What a day! I was dead scared about the fact that today too, the bank, the post office, the college and the university will delay all my work. But thankfully nothing as such happened and all was done smoothly. I posted some five letters, because both my personal life and my professional life demands that from me now. I also find joy in writing letters. Though direct communication instantly, is deferred but it is good to experience it. It has that retro charm to it. And as far as the professional writing is concerned, by now I am a pro in writing all the god damn it stuff. But the good thing is that once it is posted and delivered, they contact you via your email Id. The post office thing was my first work today. Going to the bank was my second. And I was just hoping for some miracle to take place and it did. The bank was almost empty, except for me and another elderly lady. And my work was done in a matter of ten minutes and I was happily out of the bank. All the bank related mat...

I promised myself that no matter what, I shall write today. I turned 23 today and the past few months were worse and it still is painful. I did not want to get out of my blanket today and all I wanted to do was give myself time. But eventually it did not happen. Keeping a proper attendance in college is must and so I dragged myself to college, did the titbits, had a few official things to deal with and then returned back home and went to sleep without any conversation with anyone. When I woke up, I saw a little birthday arrangement was made for me by my mother, cousin and aunt. Though I was in no mood I did what was expected of me and seeing them happy , I felt good. What made my day better was the first call that I got from Souvik at midnight and the way both my Mom and he sang for me together. Only your loved ones will know how it feels to have lost your father and wanting to hear his voice,singing for you. It is hard to accept that I won't hear it again but trust me, in my mind...

Do you know what is really 'a pain in the ass?'. Not getting what you deserve. The authorities are obviously ' with you', telling you that they will do all that is required but, but the higher authorities hold it back or they will only give you what you need after squeezing out all the energy, hope and enthusiasm you are left with. Let's face it. Education is damned. And so am I.