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Saturday, November 24, 2007

Hibernating indefinitely....

Hola, I am here to inform you about the temporary hibernation of my blog for sometime. It wasn't happening anyways. So, yeah I am taking a much needed break from the blogsville. I'll recomment to every comment for the last and the last-to-last post. Check that out, if at all any of you might have commented there. And, I wouldnt visit blogs either. So, please don't remove me from your blogroll or something, if at all you've added me in your blogroll. :P. I am suddenly getting all soo skeptical.

The main reasons for this abeyance is
1 E-X-A-M-S
2 Writer's block like bigtime.
3 Lost interest in blogging.

Now, I'd like to confess about removing some people from my blogroll who were previously there. *Can see eyes fluttering on the sidebar now*. It has nothing to do with me not liking the blog or something. Maybe, I was just not comfortable having their names in here. Maybe, I dont know why I did that. But, I certainly did lose interest reading blogs which were all so beautiful and wordly and so full of unrealistic pleasures. You get the drift? Anyways, I am weird. My bad totally. I also wanted to add a few more people in here, but I am too lazy to do that now.

My life as of now is just plain busy. If in the meanwhile, anything eventful or wacked out does happen, I'll surely pen it all down here. Till then, am off.

Happy blogging...

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

I am alive, yeah!

Random updates. Some boring, some weird, some good! :)

1 The alien party

No matter how much I love my mom, I guess, she is the only person in this whole world who gets me cribbing and bitching all the more about her. Considering her constant nagging requests to attend a party in some village where supposedly my grandparents live, I could no longer evade her but had to accede to what she wanted me to do. So, I, my sister and my dad went to attend this ultra-alien party where we didn’t frigging know anybody. (My mom is so lucky that she fell ill on the very same day. Hence, she preferred staying back home). It was such an embarrassing situation I landed myself in, that the only thing I could do was get my eyes focused on my cell phone and pretend as if I was busy doing something, rather than just smiling at everyone. As time passed by, a supposedly concerned-host’s-son found me all alone and bothered to share a few thoughts with me. Sigh. That wasn’t of any relief either. He and his friends were talking in some local lingua-franca which I had no clue about. Eventually, I ended up sitting between them in a somewhat round-table-thingy. I was so fucking bored of their next-door-girl-crush-talks that I started fidgeting with my cell phone again.

Now, I getting embarrassed on that night was far from getting over so soon. Dinner time had already come and the host supposedly asked his son to serve the food standing behind the counter with his friends. So, considering the fact I became friends with the son already, I had to oblige him. He was shameless too. He infact asked me to help him too. Sigh. Who does that? I went there thinking I’ll hog and make an escapade as soon as possible. But that was far from happening. I realized I was in such a mess that I had to convey my fucked up feelings to my sister who too was sitting far off with some female species, messed up in virtually the same situation I was in. We somehow did manage to come out of the party and the first thing I did reaching home was fall on my mom’s feet asking her to never banter me to go to a party which was solely concerned with people I had no clue about. One pathetic night for me indeed!

2 The return journey--Howrah to Dehradun. Doon Express again. Sigh!

I was sure of encountering roaches and stupid mind-fucked bong people again. Roaches I did, but thankfully, my compartment was devoid of bongs. I had nothing to read so I knew it was going to be a difficult 36 hours of train journey again. It wasn't that much of an adventure anyways. I came across a couple of same-aged guys so that kept me busy talking and contemplating on our lives. There was this girl, my age, not-so-good-looking, dressed in a salwar reading some novel. I didn't really bother disturbing her. She did not even look at me once. Heights of introvertness or whatever tis called! On the opposite berth, there was this man with her daughter who so resembled a maid-servant I had like 4 years back. I almost puked seeing her hands with hirsute projections. They both seemed so fucking confused and lazy that they actually put their luggage below the berth after almost an hour. I politely extended my help to the man. But he was like "Not now. Maybe laters". I was like "Huh". I sometimes dont understand people at all.

After that one night, passenges kept on boarding and leaving the compartment I was in. I met a lot of people the next day. One guy kept on telling me his stories of engineering and how he wasn't able to materialize his plan of setting up a company or something. I could only help nodding to whatever he said. He then kept on discouraging me how I shouldn't think big or aim high in my life. I was so bored of his pessimism and negative thoughts that I started yawning in front of him.

The girl eventually broke her silence the next day. She started talking to some guy about me. OMG! I was wondering how she knew so much about me. I came to know, she was influenced way too much by my thoughts and how I wanted to excel in my life. I realized she was listening to every single crap I was talking with some one the previous night. Sigh!

I'd rather say, it was a confusing journey this time around. The only thing I was happy about was the fact that I reached well on time. Thankfully. Phew!

3 Maharaj-ji

Okay, have you ever heard of some saint or someone who would smoke between pujas? He did. He thinks smoking keeps his mind open. WTF! He infact prefers cigarette packs rather than money or other guru-dakshina's. He is a some clairvoyantic seer who can actually foretell while he is sleeping. I met him this time while I was back home. He stayed with my family for 2 fucking days. Every time I saw him smoking, I so felt askin for a fag or two. My parents believe in him more than they do in me I guess. Weird!


4 trip

During the 4 years of my engineering, I am finally going on a much-needed industrial cum pleasure trip to Goa, Pune, Mumbai and Shirdhi from the 30th of Dec to the 11th of Jan. I am looking forward to it. I need to get back in terms with someone on the trip. It is something like I actually e-mailed my feelings to that particular someone like long back. I told her how much I liked her. I was so afraid of telling her face to face. Ever since then, things haven't been the same. So yeah, I just hope , I get things cleared out now.

5 Wacko meeting Maddy Candy (Damn. I forgot to click pictures)

Okay, this is something interesting that finally happened to me. I finally met a blogger friend for real. It doesnt usually rain in Calcutta at this point of the season. But, it rained that day. It was so cool a weather to hang out. I decided to meet her all of a sudden. I was out for some work and when I was all done with it, I called her. She sounds sexay. We planned everything and decided to meet up at a metro station. I had seen her pic on orkut so I knew the only feature in her I could figure out was her hair :P

I arrived well before time. I waited for about 10 mins looking everywhere around and there she was, tryin to get her fucked up umbrella all in place, walking towards the ticket counter, looking all so lost. I recognised her at that very instance. I looked at her. She looked back. I guess she didnt actually recognise me though. I looked again and waved or something. Okay, I dont remember the details. My memory sucks big time. Yeah, so we did kind of realize after a few seconds. I asked her if we could go out or something. She was ready for it. Yeah! :D

It was a good day indeed for me. I was so stressed out since the past few days that I so needed someone to hangout with. I just realized I didnt even shave. My hair wasnt even spiked. Sheesh. Anyways, we walked out of the station. It was drizzling. We decided we'd rather walk to some place where in we could spend some time. So, yeah we talked and walked and talked. By the time, we reached Barista, both of us were wet. We entered in. After some contemplations on the menu, I finally ordered two vegetable calzones. I didnt know what that is. I still dont know what that was. I am still confused about it. But, it tasted good.

I ate. She hogged (Okay sorry mads, I could see you hogging. Hehe). She said she wasnt hungry at all, but I bet if I had ordered one more, she would have eaten that too. After we were done, we left soon because I was already shivering by then. We walked all the way back to the station, passing by her home and office. She was right there with me till I had to board the train back again. We parted eventually. I am sure I have found a life long friend in her. She is so sweet and polite. She cares a lot about her friends. I bet I haven't met anyone as down to earth as she is. It never felt, we didnt know each other before this meet. I felt, she kind of understood me pretty well. She still does. Her hair is not all that scary as I thought it is. She also carried herself pretty well. I am sure, I am not gettin bored in Calcutta anymore whenever I come back again now. Cheers to our friendship mads!

Ciao.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

The Train!

Caution: DO NOT EVER TRAVEL BY THE "DOON EXPRESS" which runs from DEHRADUN to HOWRAH!

I knew of this goddamned premonition even before I asked my dad to get the tickets for this so called Express train which runs no faster than a bicycle. This is like one of the most pathetic "recursive-experience" ever that has happened to me in my fucked up life and hopefully will happen for some time to come now. Atleast, till I am done with the final semester by june 2008.

I was bored of flying everytime round so I finally decided to have a boring journey yet again. And good lord, for the initial part of the journey, it was boring indeed. I boarded the train on the 4th of november at 20:25 hours and managed to reach my home huffing-puffing today, that is the 6th of november at 6:00 am. Phew!

Let me pen down some of the idiosyncratic characteristics of this train:

1 It has cockroaches swarming around everywhere. I could even see two cockroaches mating and hence producing a child. Well, I believe I did. Because I don't think two cockroaches get on top of each other just like that. Wait, do they even have penises. Aargh, whatever. They did is all I care about.

2 It stops at some of the dingiest-unkemptiest stations in India. It not only stops there. It halts there abruptly for hours at a stretch. I dont know but I guess it waits for some other engine to shove some coal or something behind its ass.

3 This train is full of sexy aunties with absolutely no sign of young chicks. Sigh.

I can't think of anything else right now. I've already started fidgeting with my eyebrows so I guess if I contemplate further, I might eventually sleep. So, lets get back to the journey.

Scene 1:
I take my laptop out. Connect it to the datacable of my NOKIA 3230. Start surfing. Look around. Start oggling at this super hott bong lady who is unfortunately traveling with her husband and a pretty big kid.

She was stunningly fair, with a BLACK BRA which was sooo tight that I could literally feel as if I could catch it(the bra that am talking about) once her boobies explode or something sometime during the journey. She wasnt doing any good to my mood either by purposely bending down and showing off the cleavage. Sigh. These atrocities that I am beehiving upon me is soo not fair until I get laid or something. Sigh.

Scene 2:
Sometime later, as soon as I had gotten over this brief crush on this lady I mentioned above, the train reached HARIDWAR. Damn, I couldnt believe my eyes. Dirty-black-wide-ass-rotten-up-lips-with-hugh-spectacled ladies entered into my compartment. I literally felt cursing my destiny then. They were supposedly on some 4 DHAM yatra.

One of them started shouting at the top of her voice like any bengali termagant would. I couldnt bear her voice anymore. Switched off my laptop. Ran out of the compartment to get some free-bong-air. I hate such people man. The men just hog and hog with lungis and just a vest on with all their hands, wrist and palms dipping in every fuckin shit they consider worth eating. The ladies on the other hand, talk about anything and everything ranging from their childhood stories to their kids childhood stories in some fucked up bengali accent which am sure a normal sensible bong wouldnt be able to understand either. Sigh.

I was sure, I'd be asked to shift my seat from the lower berth to the upper berth, seeing the size of these aunties. So they did. So I did too. Then later, they even asked me to shift the compartment, so that they could hold some common bong gathering or something among them. I was more than happy to oblige them. I took my ass off that place within a second as soon as this offer was proposed to me to shift to some other seat they had in one of the other compartments. Phew!

Scene 3:
I had bought this novel "ABOVE AVERAGE" by Amitabha Bagchi from the Wheeler on the station. It costed me round 200 bucks which I thought wasnt worth spending. After all, I didnt have enough money to eat CHICKEN MANCHURIAN+FRIED RICE by the end leg of the journey. I had to eventually borrow it from this dude who am supposedly gonna introduce now. I was only moved by the novel so much that it got me to write this post in scenes like this. Hehe.

Scene 4:
The final compensation I could have was having someone to talk to or spend my time with. So yeah, came across this duuuuude Gurankit Singh who is going to Florida next aug for some pilot thingy. He had this 6 pack abs man. And, he kept on flauntin it without realizin what effect it could have had on me. Nevertheless, I got well along with him. Infact, he gave me 2 compliments so I'll prolly save cribbin bout him:

1 I dont look like am 20. YAY!
2 I dont look fat at all. YAY YAY!

Now, just incase I dont get all down, I am just gonna end this prolonged post right here with this happy :D mood.

Ciao. Loveeeee ya fuckerrrrrrs! :P

Saturday, November 3, 2007

Tagged, ehh?

Vasudha tagged me! bAllz!

List 5 things that you want to say to people but never will. Dont say who they are.

1 Duuuuuude, gimme a break.
2 Motherfucker (Yeah, I say all the expletives except this one. Sounds way too gross.)
3 Temme, am lookin hot and sexay! :P
4 oooOOoo, look at that ass! :D
5 Duuuuuude, you got a nice bod man! (Sigh, I get all the complexes in the world then)

Five Things I’d Love To Do Before I Die

1 Get my ass tattooed :D
2 Nail a MILF :O
3 Get my eyebrows and tongue pierced.
4 Workout likeee shiiiit to get a 6 pack!
5 Smoke weed, hash, acid, LSD, and ecstasy all on the same day and then dance like eternity listenin to psychedelic and trance!

Five Things I Will Not Do Even If It Kills Me

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Why you even makin me tink of 5 points then? I am so sad that I'll eventually end up doing anything i decide not to. So, I've decided to leave em blank :P

Five Things I Do When I’m Away From The Public

1 Play with my thing :P
2 Adore myself. Self-obsession I tell you.
3 Detest myself. Self-hatred-getting-paranoid.
4 Contemplate on how to get more weird :P
5 Make strange faces and fantasize :D

Five Fave Sentences/Quotes

1 Duuuuuuuuuude.
2 Whaaaaaaaadup.
3 Fuckkkkkkkerrr.
4 Heyyyyyyyyyyy.
5 Wazzzaaaaaaaaa.

Yeah right. With all that exaggeration. :)

Five Things I’ll Make You Wish You Didnt Do, If You Did

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WTF? You'll make me wish I didnt do, if I did? Huh? WTF? Aaargh. I am fuckin high right now and I am in no way going to think what this means now. Sigh.

Five people you wish to tag

1 Busy_writer
2 J
3 Hershey
4 Adi crazy
5 Standby Mode-the blog (I am sorry, I dont know your name.)

ciao.