MY IDOL:: PRAMATH MALIK

MY IDOL:: PRAMATH MALIK
HE NEVER SHOWED ME A PATH TO FOLLOW BUT ALWAYS INSPIRED ME TO MAKE ONE FOR MYSELF!!
Showing posts with label commuter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label commuter. Show all posts

Saturday, October 4, 2008

IF I ....talk to my heart

If i were in love i would have had said .....
What I do and what I dream includes the one i love as the wine must taste of its own grapes.


If i would have had thought of makin the relationship work i would have had said.....
Love is a short sighted lava, erupts and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots are so strongly entangled together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
It's so easy, To think about Love, To Talk about Love, To wish for Love, But it's not always easy, To recognize Love, Even when we hold it.... In our hands.

If i had to wait for her i would have had said .....
The things that you really want,you may not get that,because sometimes you don't make an effort up to mark and sometimes they are not destined to be.
Unfortunately i fall to the first category and i like to keep trying till the time my dream mirror is do not break ,and then re broken, till the time the mirror pieces turn into churns and dust of silver that glows and glitters which make you bleed when you touch them.
Maybe i am waiting for the time to be sure these dunes of glassy sand will make my castle.but since when did sand started to create castles.whom am i fooling.an apparent endeavour to let know and let be .
things might fall of track ..
I wish i could kiss you because a kiss is a lovely weapon, created by nature, to stop words when speech is incapable of expression.

If i would have had been waiting to see her walk away i would have had said.....
I tried to make wine but the aerobic respiration is making it poisoness gradually.
I finally can see things fading away,my chances growing feeble,the pulse about to stop yet i don't wish to stop and i am ready to drink the goblet of poison which i am tendering and attending to.

If i would have had loved you i would have had said .....
I miss you even more than I could have believed and I swear i was prepared to miss you a good deal.

Friday, January 25, 2008

hi!!
finally i am home.it feels great to be here.
speaking about the journey,respite of the numerous wishes of happy and safe journey from idea hutch airtel and mtnl sim card holders i had a horrifying experience travelling in a sleeper class.
They could not save me from the great trap of stinking cocoon but yeah they were of great help when i wanted to sleep ...i read and reread them,i was bored till death and i slept.

In the morning i guess the the sun rays came to my compartment and reached my face much before it hit JAPAN(land of rising sun). Then i heard some alienated birds chirping in my compartment in a croaking voice....out of curiosity i peeped out of my rugged blue blanket to have a look at the bird, and to my great shock it looked like a BLACK homo sapien in red and purple stripped pyjamas.I recalled that my train had not started from eleven and half quarters, but the compartment had changed into room full of claokless witches and wizards and i was the only muggle left.
Scandalised to the extent i opened my eyes wide open and then came the realisation that they were not magical creatures but the whole orriya and bengali community chitchatting on the top of their voice.
So finally i woke up (as if i wanted to ) and was hungry as i had skipped my dinner last night.Thus i grabbed my brush and headed towards the steel yet reddish brown basin.To my surprise there was Little water dripping so i decided to clean my teeth nicely(judicious way of spending time)so i put a lot of paste on my brush and started enthusiastically.the reaction of paste wid saliva was vigorous and it started to burn.I tried to fetch some water from the tap but till then the water was gone. It was going unbearable so i rushed towards the pantry car for a bottle of water and in between i had a collision with the bathroom door that was suddenly opened by a big fat bengali lady...i got up as fast as i could and mumbled sorry and started my 200 mtr Marathon with the same "never say die attitude" leaving behind the abusing lady

Finally i reached the ultimate destination. no don't think that i got the bottle there ......because there i realised that my wallet is in the bag i was using as a pillow ...some how i managed water there(dont ask what did i pay).there i cleaned myself and munched the chilled toast frosted boiled egg and normal temperature coke.

while i was walking back to my compartment somebody as humming the tune "i walk the lonely roads on the boulevard of broken dreams"
when i reached my compartment the bengali community was fighting with the orriya regarding the way manmohan singh speaks .thanks to the fat lady i was busy tending my new whipped ankle where the pink flesh was smiling (on me).
so left with no option i sat on my berth trying to read india today about the recent political turmoil of nawaz sherif and Bhutto.....but trust me nothing can be read when u sit next to an auntie who can kill you with just raising her arms.....no not by her aura but the stink out from her armpits..i guess orissa really lacks in perfume soap and deodorant. and the best happened when i dozed off.
By the time i woke up i realised that my station was going to come at 2 10 n the noon and it was already 5 .But fortunately the cosmic jinx was broken and the train was running late by three hours.so then my station came in five minutes and i came out of IT.
so i had a great time !!
neways how are you people going??
stay in touch because i am loving these mountains but these mountains really hate network be it airtel idea or hutch.
o keep mailing and try to be online at eight
cyao

Friday, November 23, 2007

JAIPUR FOR ME!!

I was recentl in jaipur and few things touched me so very much that i decided to put them up here!!
http://picasaweb.google.com/abhsahay/JaipurForMe