Now That I Know...

... how to add images, here are a few more. :)

I'm not that good ... still ^_^

Well, this is the most time consuming sketch ever! Did it long back in 9th grade i think... :) You guys judge it for yourself.

HAPPY DEEPAWALI...

Just wishing you all a very happy and mind blowing diwali... that's all. I'm not writing anything nowadays. I've become lazy, you know. I hope to write again soon enough... Ajkal toh topic bhi nahin milta likhne ko. Dhat! :)
See ya, bubbye!

Boring Class and a New Timepass...

Well... this is about yesterday. Actually, I blog only once a week, that's why I'm writing about it today. :) Can't help it... Dad's rules! :( Never mind. Where was I? Haan! Yesterday, Circuit Theory class. Let me tell you, Circuit Theory taught by a chalta-firta museum is the worst thing that can happen to you... seriously! In our case, this chalta-firta museum is JKS, a guy who's over 60 years but still hasn't retired (woh itne boodhe hain ki unke gaon ke saare bhoot-pret mar gaye O_O, believe me!) may be because teaching is his ultimate passion, who knows! So, now-a-days me and my two friends- Sola and Mona- have a new timepass in that period. We take a sheet of paper, one by one we write a line (whatever we feel like) on it and fold that portion so that the next person can't see it. When the page is full, we unfold it and read it, the outcome is darn funny. ^_^ We did it for the first time yesterday and this is what we got in the end:

This JKS budo (old guy) bothers us so much!!
This budo is maha-khadoos! Him and his extra brain! (He has got one lump on his forehead, Shyam told me its his extra brain!)
This JKS with his extra brain and this r****l Pritam- I will bang their heads together and JKS will be left with no extra brain.
Dunno what all crap he is writing on the board, total Hebrew!!
Let's run away, this place is infected by Laughing gas (two girls were continuously giggling at the back)! :(
Looking blankly at the board is so irritating.
Pritam has got brown-black hair and sloping shoulders...
Thought of a song- Who snuffed his brains out? Foo, foo, foo foo!
From tomorrow I'm taking energy tablets from JKS.(He is over 60, still climbs up the stairs to 3rd floor to teach us!)
This new guy (we don't know his name) has got Maple leaves on his shirt, that too dry ones.
And then I run my fingers through his dark hair... (Ahem! Ahem!)
These 3 padhakoos at the front- b*****ds!!!!(Can't write the next line, sorry)
Sir is fair fair na? The girls at the back are kinda pissing me off. (They were still laughing)
And then I get down. I've been riding him for so long... (Heh? O_O)
All chhagols' (goats') coming, mine not coming :( (Coming??? Not coming??? Oh, answer to the numerical...)
Lonely, I'm so lonely, (now, where did this come from?) I have nobody... :'( ... OR NOT!!!
Ahem! If anybody's listening, I was talking about a HORSE!
Dhat! Feel like jharofying all the padhakoos!

I know it's a waste of time and doesn't make any sense at all, BUT it's better than Circuit Theory class... So, my point is--- May be now you get an idea of how boring it is... *yawns* Even blogging about it makes me feel sleepy... *snores* Bubbye! See ya when I wake up...

About The Last Post...

Whatever I have written about Durga Puja, somebody asked me "Tujhe Durga Puja se itni chidh hai?" after reading it. Well... seriously, don't get the wrong idea here! I hate HOLIDAYS... and I got to hear the same thing from two of my friends "I LOVE kids!" ... I wish I could agree. :( Baap re!

DURGA PUJA HOLIDAYS...

The first word that comes to my mind when I think of HOLIDAYS is BORING... It's interesting as well, but the first word is boring... for me. Not for the rest of Engineering students may be. Mainly because of two reasons--- (1) I don't get to go to college and since I don't go out much, I have to sit at home and STUDY, which is not exactly interesting for me. (2) My cellphone balance gets low, really low, during this time (for me getting a recharge is not that easy, even with the EASY RECHARGES, read reason (1) again to know why). Still... it's the festive season--- DURGA PUJA after all, the biggest Autumn festival in the whole world (some radio channel told me that, I honestly don't know), so... so... so... I guess I shouldn't grumble about it. At least, not about Durga Puja Hols! I have never been very enthusiastic about this festival, but since I live in Kolkata now (not in Mughalsarai) I should learn to respect and enjoy it. I am trying to do that... seriously! I am already done with the first step in that direction--- shopping for clothes and talking about what I got from which store, generally termed as PUJA SHOPPING (I always love brand new t-shirts, who wouldn't...). And the second step--- PANDAL HOPPING--- I'm working towards that as well, but it depends on my parents. Actually, the night before last, dad was watching the news--- BLASTS IN AGARTALA--- and then he was like, "terrorists may be aiming for Kolkata during this Puja...", "you shouldn't go out...", "stay at home and keep outta trouble...", etc etc. I understand his concern, still... I'M GOING OUT ON PANCHAMI, DUH! I just hope I can go. The last step is I think VIJAYA DASHAMI, generally termed as SHUBHO BIJOYA here... Ooo! That is something! Relatives and neighbours pouring into your house (I hate crowds!), half a dozen kids making a lot of noise (I hate kids, especially the noisy ones!), people coming into your room and commenting on your height (how tall was Napolean, huh?), you suddenly discovering that your room has been converted into a guest room and you have to sleep in the same bed as your grandma (I hate sharing my bed!) and in the end, sweets, sweets and more sweets... (I hate sweets!) Whew! I hope it doesn't happen. Three steps to celebrate Durga Puja! Well, no. It's not always like this for everyone, but every year I end up facing all this (why me? Gawd!). I'm hoping this time it's different. I'm simply HOPING FOR THE BEST AND PREPARING FOR THE WORST (like I did last Holi... People came to play with colours and I locked myself up in my room! I'm damn scared of colours! Yeah, I know... I am one heck of a spoilsport). Let's see what happens...

RAIN...

Pitter-patter-pitter-patter...
I listen to the rain.
Sitting by the open window,
Memories flood my mind again.

All these years, the things unsaid,
And the jokes we still share,
Inspite of the love and affection within,
The show of "I don't care".

That look, that smile and knowing glance,
And all those casual chats,
Of how you got late that morning,
Or how much I hate cats!

And all those silent, awkward moments,
Whenever we get to speak,
And the countless times you comfort me,
I feel my heart go weak...

All the times I get upset
And ask you, "Why is it so?"
You answer me, "You can't always
Get what you love the most, you know."

That is something you made me believe,
It always echoes in my mind.
God's almighty, God loves us all,
But life--- his gift--- is not so kind.

Still, I think of the day we parted,
And hope that I will meet you again.
I smile and slowly close my eyes,
And go on listening to the rain...