I guess the best company to a man is man himself....

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME..........!!!"

MY EXPERIENCE AS A BENGALI FOODIE.....part-1!!!

Thursay,Oct 25th,2007,14:10hrs

A tremendously plush multinational company................
I go down to the cafeteria to have my lunch...............
As a perpetual non-vegetarian,I seek for chicken curry.........

Moment of frustration:
The chicken curry is finished.
Alternate measures:
I take egg curry(paati dimer jhal!!!)
Moment of desperation:
I had to pay!!!

Moment of reckoning:

The egg curry was sour!!!!!!!!


life still goes on.........

This is the Maha-Ashtami....probably the best day of the Durga Puja......these are the moments when zillions like me feel proud to be what we actually are......lazy....undue unwanted critics of things that remotely relates to our most obscure dreams.......crazily celebrating everything under the sun with a shallow pocket and overblown pompous zeal that so foolishly bear the rather long forgotten name of "bangali babu".... and these are the moments when few like me heave under the shattering sense of nostalgia as he stands by the rather artificial but endearing show of belonging in a distant land where the pujari dances to the tune of the dhaak in a worn out jeans......where people prefer communicating in the language bestowed by our 200 years rulers and in turn quite happily adopted by us......yes fool as I am.....I still havent surpassed the overpowering urge of capturing anything that soothes the eye.....I still go out pandal hopping with my acquaintances....minus the pandals.....and a lot of people......and the city that has spoilt me into this dreadful decadence.....but then I guess I felt that somehow somewhere deep inside.....really deep.......perhaps you have seen the bright yellow sparks that appears before your eyes when you close them.......yeah close.....there comes the most beautiful picture that you have ever seen in your life......

SHUBHO MAHA-ASHTAMI TO ALL.....

Something like life....

Oh schmuck......I have had the chance to come across several
'definition' of life and the process of living......starting
from my old school bio text to the philosophical litany
of one of my acquaintances(relax ****** nobody is goin to find it bout you.....atleast I
certainly hope so)...but this evening while I was browsing through websites not contributing
to my knowledge by publishing information like....umm.....airfares to Mozambique.....
fatality rates of female Guppies......increasing temperature of the Antarctics......and
intergalactic explosion of extraplanetary gases.....you know the sorts that befriends you
when you think "okay what to do now?"......I suddenly came across this widget which literally
slapped me into senses and said..."that's you and your life!!!"......I am still not sure
why this particular programming mishap caught my attention......but still I decided to share....

just move the mouse over it...

p.s. Any interpretation is gladly entertained but finally never accepted....

Okay.....this is special.....I mean if only you have seen the seedy self of a politically indifferent gooey idler in the fast paced city of Hyderabad......you would certainly appreciate the attempt to philosophy of the individual with atleast the confirmation of being 'special'.......a lot of things happened this weekend......and I would not apologize for être silencieux about the rather foolishly engaging train of incidents and bewildering precision of the 'worst case situations' that seem to bear down upon us with the speed of light........however all said and done.....when you suddenly have the rather un-heard of fancy of lying down upon the soft bed of grass which is still surprisingly green and stare at the hazy expanse of the sky of the dying lights of an obscure Sunday evening with the full wrath of a Monday looming over like a demon.......you would indeed feel a stupid sense of delight which I am sure is a hopelessly misleading prodigy of things to come the next days....................................but still I was never so happy at the end of a Sunday