COLLEGE DAYS .................

The sweet (really??????????????????????) college days are over. Cheers to next step of my life ……………. job life. At this juncture may be it is the right time to analyze the 4 years that I spend in my college.

I can still clearly remember my first day in college, (I should, coz it's not so long ago, 18'Th august, 2003 ………….. if my memory is not betraying me) in my formals and a bit of fear in my heart ……………. what will happen? (I mean ragging of course)I tried to be a total professional in my green shirt and off white trouser that day. And in ragging session ……………………………. I was asked to propose a senior with a pen as a flower in my hand (it was Nildeep da's idea)……………… and ……….. I did it. Of course that shaved further treatment from seniors. And I was let off.

On those early days I used to pull everyone's leg in my class (I was like that …………. and I guess still I'm). One incident that comes in my mind is about Suto. In chemistry lab l revealed a secret about her in front of our teacher and I had to take four kicks form her:::. I used to eat an egg every day in college. My job was to crash the egg on Shaggy's head everyday before eating (actually I requested my mother not to put off the upper skin of the boiled egg so that I can use it on Shaggy's head). Some days afterward Shaggy used to run away form me when lunch break started. Later I tried this on many of my other friends too. Once I tired it on Tridib's head and then I made him run behind me all around our main building (he was soooooooooo angry for that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and finally he caught me).

One of my peculiar habits was (note that "was", coz I've got rid of this habit) to stretch legs and hands while sitting in class. And I used to eat a lot in class (coz I had a big appetite ……. now a days it has decreased a bit). A combination of this two took me in a bit of worried situation one day. It was the last period before lunch and as usual I was eating my daily quota (an apple) in the class (in those days I used to do this regularly). Sriparna ma'am (I'm not sure about her name ……………. I'm not very good in remembering names ……………. but let me tell you one thing, she was very cute :):):) ) was taking our statistics class. With a piece of apple in my hand I suddenly stretched my hands and she spotted the apple in my hand and asked me what it is. I hade to tell her ……………………. but surprisingly instead of punishing me for this she said "have u taken any solid food? You should not eat any fruit in empty stomach!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"Many teachers caught me eating in the class. The list is quite big. Samik sir, Amit sir, Jotirmoy sir ………………………………Jotirmoy sir never charged me in the class though . Later when I asked him if he ever noticed me eating during his class and he said yes:O:O:O. Even we (Deepannita and me) managed treat from Amit sir (for the whole class). The occasion was his marriage. Now Jotirmoy is is in the pipeline for the same reason - treat and the occasion is also same (but with slight difference ………. in this case we want the treat in advance).

I guess I have another very bad reputation in friend circle. I started many rumors about personal relations. Take the case of Suto-Shaggy or Mashi-17. I was behind all these rumors. But none of those ended well. And neither did my love life. Guess I could not find the right person for myself to go forward. Love can be the best or worst thing that can happen to anybody. If best, a new horizon comes out. And if worst ………………… that's where the tough part comes, "politics" And the sad thing is that I have seen more politics than good in case of love and in some of my friends' case too. Politics is the ugliest, dirtiest and most valueless thing in life, but it can not be avoided at any cost. The sad thing is that in a very good group if the number of members becomes more than 2 politics starts. In some cases it may not be so prominent but it's always there. And in these 4 years I can surely say that I have learned a lot about love-politics. After hearing all this, one of my friend (not form my college) once said "alas you missed the most tricky thing in love ……………. i.e how to propose a girl" and he said two very interesting ways (what it is ……… is up to you guys to decide) of proposing a girl. He said either say "I wanna see you as my grandchildren's grandmother" (because according to him girls can not decline matters regarding children) or you say "I wanna f**k you" (because according to him proposing a girl in some cases are like bargaining while buying something form footpath-shops, and in such cases if u go for the extreme i.e f**k can maximum be brought down to love but not less than that ……………………… :O ). Frankly I never tried these ways (actually I did not have the chance to do so ……….: P).

But whatever may be have happened I would like to thank all my friends and enemies (I guess I don't have many though). These people really helped to grow up …………. to become a man from a school boy. And I think in this context my enemies and not so close people played grater role than my friends. Though this journey was not so sweet but was very interesting.

A FILMY STORY

Hero loves heroine...........

but Heroine loves Villain...........

but Villain loves Hero`s Sister..........

but Hero`s Sister loves Heroine`s Brother..........

but Heroine`s Brother loves Villain`s Sister..........

but Villain`s Sister loves Hero`s Brother..........

but Hero`s Brother loves Heroine............

but Heroine loves Villain.

Finally two persons commit SUICIDE.
Guess WHO ?????????
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The PRODUCER and The DIRECTOR

Think twice before you say “THANK YOU”

I was on my way home from a short tour. I and my friend were traveling by train. We started from “Bidhannagar Road”. As it was a Sunday (14’Th Jan, 2007) the train was almost deserted 4-5 passengers were there in the entire compartment. I and my friend were sitting almost facing each other. As the position was not quite good for chatting I requested my fellow passenger sitting to my left to shift a bit so that we can it exactly facing each other. He was in his late 40s or early 50s. His dresses were quite torn and untidy. He was reading a “Bengali” economics book. He gave me a bit wired look but placed his bag in his lap and shifted as I requested. So I thanked him. This suddenly changed the entire situation. He gave me a very angry look and shouted in his top voice in Bengali “you …………. young generation ………..why r u saying thank you…………..are u all wanna behave like foreigners……..do u know the exact way of speaking…………. This is the all fault of u guys & damn left front (the current ruling government here in West Bengal)”. This made both of us a bit ajar and we both started arguing. We crossed him by saying who is perfect in this world. But he suddenly changed lane and then we realized something is wrong about this man. He gave us a long lecture about the history of West Bengal government and its English policy and abruptly expressed his views about it. Then suddenly without bothering about our views started giving lecture on current state of industrialization in West Bengal. We realized that our journey is going to be very crazy. He opened his bag and gave me a page of “AAJKAL” (a local newspaper) and almost forced me to read an article about the views about industrialization of different economist. Then another lecture started about what great economists think, what he thinks and what West Bengal government should do on the issue of industrialization. We were almost feeling like mad and we tried to avoid him by looking outside but his lecture continued. I was planning to avoid him by leaving the compartment in the next station. Suddenly he asked “how far will u go………..BALLYGANGE?” I realized BALLYGANGE was his destination and I was so happy inside coz the station was not far. I told him that we are going to travel more. It appeared that he was a bit heart broken as he was going to loose two very good listeners. As his destination was approaching he tried to tell all he had to say with an amazing speed. He told about his educational qualification which gave us hint about why he is so frustrated. He told that he is ME and B. Tech in mechanical form Jadavpur University. He was trying to do his doctorate for last 30 years but could not start it due to some political and paper difficulties. And he is till trying. May be he is a bachelor as his frustration also showed when he told us about his relative’s marriages. Who married whom etc ………When the train was almost reaching BALLYGANGE he uttered his final words (to me) “……………I told u all these as u r only 2-3 years younger to me…………..else I should not have told u all this ……….”and left both of us in utter confusion. Later I examined myself in front of mirror…………… form which angle I look like just 2-3 years younger than a almost 50 year old man ……………… I failed to notice …….
Finally all u people of Kolkata who catch train from “Bidhannagar road” or travel in that section ………….. beware of this man and think twice before you say “thank you” .