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Hold Your Thought There!!!

In a World full of thinkers and doers a man with an appetite for a peaceful mind is truly not rare to find. What is however, difficult to understand is the fetishes he holds inside his heart to survive the unknown. You see him take risks with everything in his life including the way he is with you only to bring about in a change that is called a Quantum of Happiness in the everlasting degree of malice and mischief within our hearts and a robust effort that counts on one's own spirit of championship of not making a mistake again. In daylight, he seems like the one person who is like a rock that cannot be moved but not a mountain that is cutting across your way. By night, he intoxicates himself only to ignore the existence f what is already his. At this time, he is still a rock but more stony than ever. Quoting, "Lennon", I keep saying to myself, 'Let it be". I keep telling myself, "Let him be, he knows what he is doing. He has everything set in his mind. I cannot change that. I am merely a vessel of sheer joy for him, but not everlasting joy. So, should I disrupt this existing peace. Why should I take it away from him? " But I only hope that he does not give up on what he already has, on his terms, in his own ways. I just wish that he would hold his thought once and leave it on me.......just once. Have faith in my judgement, just like I have in his. Trust me with only his thought, when I keep trusting him with my life.

I change my mind!

I change my mind,
About the scams that were never meant for me.
The hallucinations that were dictated for thee.
The raptures of time that were lost in thought.
The good times wasted that were priceless and never bought.
The creepy little story that crept silently into my mind
The artificial love that practically made me blind.
The "Reader's Digest", with an article on 'Happiness'.
Semi-functional or dis-functional memoirs of suicide notes.
The unrealistic but happily sadistic stolen quotes.
The fractured organ which lay bloodless and cold.
The piece of bread filled with green unwanted molds.
The cruelest of famine that was brought about with the wet weather.
The particles of dust that never stayed together.
The syllables which made no sense without a rhyme.
The deciphered language of anger that could only be a crime.
The song "Hallelujah" that was just not written about mass.
The penguins of Australia wear their tuxedo fur with class.
The dance moves that were forgiven with patience and emancipation.
The richest that were undone with the gain of a nation.
The reasons are not very difficult to find ,
Why I suddenly change my mind!

Per-happening

Perhaps the most beautiful things in life are not meant to be understood.
Perhaps life is meaningless without a dream and a passion to pursue it.
Perhaps calculations may not always lead to an expected answer.
Perhaps everything in all the love we give and take, the love that is lost is most precious.
Perhaps the mind overshadows what we are willing to do with ourselves.
Perhaps the most deep words can sound the shallowest
Perhaps we send love to those who cannot receive it when they want it.
Perhaps the human psyche is too irresponsible to note down the cutest of details.
Perhaps silence can be noisier than a battle that is distinctively inconclusive.
Perhaps the rainbow colours are the most uncommon colours in this World.
But how does it matter? How does it equalize us? How do we carry out?
What must it take to survive the grimly word PERHAPS.
Perhaps this does not make much sense to you.
Perhaps it was never meant to be!

The simplest of words inspire us.....dedicated to John Lennon.

Shutter Island-Shutting My mind!

While the World is done watching Shutter Island and also done with appreciating the movie or even criticizing it ,I decided to watch the latest installment of literally Scorsese's MIND BLOWING movies..The movie is adapted from a novel by Dennis Lehane and written for the screen by Laeta Kalogridis who happens to have executive produced Avatar.The cinematography need not be mentioned to be excellent but I must mention that it has played such a very strong role in the movie and the plot. The plot is very simple in the beginning:

The year is 1954 and the time is post World War II.Two U.S. Marshalls are sent to a prison for insane criminals located on an isolated island.They are instructed to investigate a case of a patient cum prisoner going missing.Leonardo Di Caprio plays Marshall Daniels who is very keen to find out what is really happening on that island and the secrets that the place holds.While the doctors and staff and even interrogating patients makes Daniels even more suspicious of the institution's intentions, he falls prey to his past and his traumatic memories of fighting the War and also hallucinations of his dead wife.He finally finds out what is really happening in Shutter Island.

Dr Cawley has been portrayed with ease by Ben Kingsley however, because there was barely much to act for him and I personally thought that his role in this movie could have a been a little more energetic.Di Caprio is fascinating to watch and I really cannot say any buts for him.I thought he was exceptional in one particular scene where he dreams of his wife for the first time in the prison and the instant change of emotions and situations groomed by the the cinematography.According to me that was the most surreal but romantic I have seen in recent times.

While the climax was entertaining and confusing, some people like me just might be able to realize what is really happening if they have seen too many movies based on human psyche.I love the location and the very intelligently chosen time creating a story automatically.O ther cast members worth mentioning are Michelle Williams as Daniel's wife and Jackie Earle Haley as Noyce a dangerous yet helpless patient.Jackie Earle Haley is famous for his role in Watchmen and As Freddy Kruger from A Nightmare at Elm Street(the remake of course !)

The music is not exceptional but good enough!Once again, hands down to Robert Richardson for his exceptional cinematography.The list of his other works include Tarantino movies like Kill Bill series and Inglorious Bastards , Aviator ,The Horse Whisperer and U Turn and also the upcoming movie Eat Pray Love!

Ispite of the fact that my favorite quote might give a little way to the plot I would still mention it here:"This place makes me wonder.Which would be worse? To live as a monster or die as a good man ?"

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A disfunctional Tuesday in Kolkata

Its Tuesday morning and this is what I saw when I looked down the otherwise busy street through my window. Everyone is too scared to go out. No, its not last evening's rain that was actually quite a relief from the heat. It is what we refer to, as a Bandh(strike). This time it has been called on for 12 hours all over India. Its obviously a political strike and hence as usual the civilians suffer.

People who survive on daily wages are losing a day's wage. The whole country is losing on trade and there is an approximate loss of over Rs.700 crores.People are stuck in airports stations and even inside trains because of this nuisance called strike.Toilets are locked down in the city airport and people cannot even practice their basic human right. Private or public transport has been stalled and party people(not the night club and disco party people) are rallying down the streets to show their importance .

Unfortunately,all that I can see is the loss.Its not helping anyone or any idea at all.Strikes should be banned in India.But then people will say that strikes are the basic rights of a democratic republican country but where the basic survival rights have been taken away from the civilians democracy can only be a myth.

While political parties quarrel, we the people suffer and cannot do much about it.During elections it feels like choosing between a thief and a robber to reign over us because no one is straight(all sorts of puns intended).So, here I am, writing about Kolkata's piece of suffering in the strike instead of the happiest of times that Kolkata celebrated last evening for the rain after the scorching heat of Summer and the daily fight in sweat and humidity.

The Haunting of the School Memories

Yesterday, I was sitting on my terrace and was thinking of all the things that I could recollect about my school life, at that moment.
The moment was not very romantic because of the GREAT KOLKATA POWER CUT which lead to a lot of perspiration leading to desperation to get some fresh air.So there I was thinking of all the weird stuff that happened in school life:

My first recollections were all the horrible ones.The ones where I got slapped by my teacher in school for not doing my homework which was a very patent thing for me.Then there were memories of falling down from the bed:Lots of different ways and positions of me falling off my bed and it actually made me laugh!I don't know why I mentioned them together....actually I thought of them simultaneously...maybe because both were equally painful.

The most horrible one was me waiting to show my terrible report card to my parents.It was like a nightmare for me.I was probably more scared of seeing my parents disappointed again than actually getting the yelling or being grounded.(P.S.Indian Grounding includes not being allowed to play with friends or watch T.V. or use the computer.)

Then there were these terrible fights with friends at school or should I say classmates at school.Till around 14 years of age I never really had a close friend or best friend at school inspite of being an extrovert.Maybe being an extrovert made other girls more uncomfortable being with me.The fights normally ended with me either slapping someone or me crying and returning home and saying..Ma I hate school...please change my school.

Then the electricity was back!

So I stopped thinking about these terrible memories not just because of the power cut but also because of the fact that all these things helped shape the person I am today...regardless what YOU think of me after reading this.Or what I have really turned out to be!

The Happy Monster!

A fetish it seems to me to be me ,
Flamboyant and yet cruel.
When I walk carelessly,
I am mostly thinking happy thoughts.
But as I continue to feel reality,
It makes me nervous and
dilutes my happiness into worry.
Happiness is temporary just like
My likes.So I continue to
Scamper through people,
And hold on to my happiness,
Of course,I cant.I stop walking
In spite of not reaching my
Destination.No, I did have a cat
Cross my way.Superstitions are
For the ones who blame their
Destiny for their troubled lives.
I am not like that,I am too,
Careless to see the World,
Happening around me.But,
I missed him,I missed, the
Reason for my happy thoughts.
He had seen me though,he
Confessed later.He said that I was,
Pathetic.I looked like I was ,
Troubled.He was a friend who had
Made me smile ,yesterday.How,
could he have not had seen the
Joy in my eyes while I,
glittered with great and happy
Feelings?He answered,
Stupid,I can read your,
Mind.You were too worried,
To lose the Happiness that,
I gave you.But you will lose,
IT.You will die!Because LIFE,
would be not a happy thing,
If you had it forever.
So enjoy while it lasts,to
enjoy your Happiness
which is surprisingly LIFE for
You!I smiled and said that
I am a monster,a happy
One.He laughed,God Laughed.
He said nothing,he just walked
Away to be with me as I shared
My Happiness...my life...my monster-like life!

and then there was live coverage

On 26th November 2008, a massacre in Mumbai began and did not want to end without bloodshed, devastation and demolition until 29th of the same month where everything came to a stand still.While others were blaming the World around them they 4got that when they point a finger a some1 ,the other 4 fingers are pointed back to them.The media had a wonderful coverage of how things are going on without manupalating much and the media too is being blamed.

Who are we fooling here? Am sure you can answer that!

Life is not easy even as a civilian nowadays but when was it?Are we really united India?

Young people must step up!In the current situation, will you allow your sons to enter politics ?

Because you have to be in the system if you want to change the system and life is not Rang De Basanti where you can kill the bad boys and ie yourself.Badboys always can be replaced.

Why are we whining now?Stop whining ,take some action.What action? We are civilians? What can we possibly do?

This is what we can do.....acknowledge the truth and move on without forgeting and work on self defence maybe and not whine about opening our bags or getting security checks done everywhere.

We Are Not Helpless but IGNORANT!
Solution:Stop Ignoring!

Hello God!

Hello God,

How are you doing?I know we have messed up your gifts big time.I mean I dont have to tell you what all we have done.We have brought about ourselves the doomsday that is not very far.No, comet or asteroid is making this possible.It is us.We are doing IT.

Horrible us, right.Hope you are keeping well.I wonder how things are up there with you.How are your folks doing?You must be really tired dealing with our prayers and tantrums.

So lame right, when we get something we want we say:
Yes, I am good........................else

Oh God ! How could you!

Your colleague, Devil is giving you a fine competition here,but I have faith in YOU!
I just hope you have the same in us after all this.This is not a thanyou letter.

A letter to say that we care about your well-being to.....give yourself a break...you deserve it.

Lots of love,
probably one of THE CRAZIEST PERSON HAVING FAITH IN YOU!

Happy to be the bad people........the devils.

People think that they are the greatest human beings in the planet or atleast they want to be so.I will not lie.I did ,too.But, now I dont becasue there is no such thing as the greatest human being but there are definitely people who could be called the worst,atleast the worst kind.One whose life is not a life but a struggle and a controversy everyday.I am not talking about any celebrity.I am talking about random people who like talking straight,people like me.People who are quoted out of context.People who are very rightly believed to be the worst.

They or should I say we are probably the most ruthless people alive as we like being honest about things and that make us the really bad.But we will not change because we are the devil reincarnated.We are not diplomatic and do not like seeing people happy by telling lies on their face and bitching behind their backs.........no not us that is a saintly thing to do....and we are no saints.But we are crazy enough to warn people...these saintly people that they could be going the wrong way.....but we are from hell ...how would we show someone the right way?

We take friendship seriously but not at the cost of other people's love life or life .....but thats what devil reincarnated in us everytime do.But, hey we dont show we are nice people.Because, we are not.We are adament men and women who want to say things straight at the cost of our own reputation and sometimes our relationships.

Do not trust people like us because we might just say something which is true but may hurt your feelings.....and feelings are way more important than your future.Someone once said,"Short term pain gives long term happiness and short term happiness gives long term pain".But,that is such an insignificant joke for the SAINTS as you call them.

We the DEVILS are however proud to be evil and raw brained because thats what makes us unsaintly and we are so glad to be so.We are heartless people stay away from us.

But we are happy to be the bad people................the devils.

Why?

Why do I feel so much pain?
auseI want to.


Why cant I stop crying?
I wont until I grab ATTENTION.



Why do I feel so cheesy about love?
Because I love cheese.


Why is everyone not noticing me?
THats because I am desperate for the same.


Why am I putting on weight?
Because I believe flab can do no harm to my pretty face.



Why do I pull myself away from commitments?
Because I have too many.


Why dont I quit smoking?
Because I dont smoke to show off.



Why love is so difficult for me?
Because I have a small hand and they say the heart is the same size as the hand.



Why should you love me inspite of all this?
I dont know.



Why do I love you?
Retrospect is never accurate.

Love me or just dont but dont break my heart!!

Listen to me when I am whining,
I need not any consolling or solutions.

Hug me back when I hug you,
I dont need the hug but You need to.

Kiss me when I am angry with you,
Not to stop me from being angry at you ,
But to show that you still love me.

Say "I love you",
If you really do.

Dont say "You look beautiful"
When am not.....just add a "for me" before the clause.

Smile at me when you think I am being stupid or acting like one,
Because the reason for my stupidity is you smile.

Drag me into your problems,
I know I cant solve them but
I could just make your problems more adaptable to you.

Love me not because You dont love any other girl.
Love me like I am the only girl for you.

But please,
leave me when you dont need me,
Just let me know about it.
I dont want others to tell me that.

I love you unconditonally,
But I will part with you under conditions.

You are not my life,
You are just a peice of it but the one that can link the other peices of my life.

I am here,
Not waiting for you when you leave me.
Because I appreciate your decision but not your fickleness.

Alas,
Love someone else,
But let me know,
Because someone else may be not better than you,
Is waiting for me to love him.
One who loves me .
I know I am difficult to be loved,
I know I am not God but You aint so either.
Love is no joke for me,
But I dont want to be painfully in love with you.

Stop it!!Go away.
You dont deserve any explanations from me,
Coz You dont explain to me.

This is my life!
Let go off me..Just tell me so.

A Feeling I had Today...is retrospect to my life now...it was school

I had a seriously hectic day today in college inspite of the fact that I did not attend any classes because there were not any.But all that was happening was a lot of mayhem over the registration for our semester finals.Also I did not have my stupid CQ examinations.But as soon as I left college with a friend Priyok and waited for the retrospect to happen, I felt great.When it really happened,it even felt better.I saw and felt my three most valuable friends.....Krishna ,Shiby and Divi. I realised how miserable I was without them because when I was with them I was so complete.Men may not be able to complete a woman's life but i know my friends can....my school friends.....the 3 of them.I love them.They do not always agree to me or support me but I know they do care......and the quality of the care they have for me or even each other is far beyond the understanding of anyone who has not felt what I felt today.I can live my life a single if only I hav them around me.Maybe I love Ashish more but I cant live without the 3 beautiful people.I miss them even as I type these words.I wish we lived together.I wish we were a family.We would be so happier.I love being loved and so do they and thats what I love about them.Its not just about loving its also about getting it back...that is when true love happens..Love in friends according to me is romantic in a different way...the romance in Poetry or literature....nothing to do with a man and a woman or homosexuals and bisexuals....just friends............

love you girls(Krishna Shiby and Divi)