Feeling Alien

Situations, where I feel awkward in? Well! There are lots of them for me. In fact, I feel awkward most of the times. Be that my fault or of someone else’s. But I reckon its from my corner since it happens so frequently!! Du’uh!!

I feel uncomfortable, when my mom reveals all the perils I used to create in my childhood to some stranger [at least to me], I have told mom not to do so for at least 1000 times, but I reckon, she gets a heavenly pleasure stating them. So till now, none of my tries to stop my mom emerged worthy. There’s a lot more about my mom. Usually she’s the one who creates the most uncomfortable situations for me. Suppose, we have gone to someone’s wedding or birthday party. I stay assured that inspite of repeated requests; my mom will leave me and my dad alone and join the other ladies there. Well! I understand. being a working woman, my mom gets very little chance to interact with our relatives, so it can’t be regarded as her fault. But the outcome remains the same. And I feel even more uncomfortable when my father starts smoking in front of me. Yeah!! I know, I can’t ask for a cigarette from him, the result will be something disastrous for me. But still, I expect him not to smoke in front of a chain smoker, who’s striving for cigarettes. Talking about my dad, he always complains me that I don’t give enough time to the family (means I don’t talk with them a lot), although my pina is almost a perfect black body that reflects all the incident sound waves, but according to Stefan’s law, sometimes some waves do get absorbed, and I start trying to be a good boy. But whenever I approach towards them, they tell me to me keep shut because they think that unless Ekta Kapoor may feel lonely.

Another awkward situation is that whenever someone asks me whether I know computer, while I was in class 8 or so, my sister used to ask me the same regularly. Well, I should not blame my sister, there’s a lot more veteran and experienced people, who have asked me the same.

Now, my family is not from some alien planet, sometimes my school friends used to do the same. When I was in class 5-7, very often it happened that the teacher asked me a question, I answered, and the whole class started doing “ha ha ha”s. I simply hate this “ha ha ha” thing. When they were asked, they used to give ridiculous replies most of the times. Now I have entered the college, and I still find people doing this “ha ha ha” thingie. In most of the times, I find the reason behind the laughter to be so feeble to even generate a smile. But still “ha ha ha”s, sorry, I don’t have any habit of going to any laughing club.

Whenever,one of my school life friends,meet me, he tells me about the recent affairs of my ex-girlfriend and end up the description by saying," I know it doesn't bother you anymore." I feel awkward but who cares.

Perhaps the most inconvenient situation for me is an appointment with a punctual guy. My close friends know that if I say that I’ll arrive at 9 am, they shouldn’t expect me before 10 am. Now if there’s a punctual guy at the opposite side, life becomes tougher for me. I feel uncomfortable whenever somebody asks for my cell number, because I know that the device remains switched off for most of the time and will remain so for the rest of its life span. The situation turns up more or less for me, when I have a strong fight with someone and have made up my mind to neglect him/her for some days and he/she offers me a COKE.

There’s such an endless list. From the most common situations to some weirdest of incidents. The situation has become so worse that sometimes I feel uncomfortable feeling comfortable.

The bliss of solitude

Can trees talk? A scientist would answer "No".But a lone child will say"yes". Have u ever heard trees talking? They don't shout, but u can feel them whisper & whimper. When I was a child of 5 years or so, a "Gulmohar" tree was my best friend. I was not able to play with other children in the park as they were much older and stronger than me. I used to remain silent at one corner hugging my best friend. He was not quite a tree then but still.

I used to talk with him, quarrel with him and even sometimes beating him, when I hit him , I could clearly fell him whimper. We used to chat for a long long time until the darkness arrived with her veil on.

we used to get drenched in the shower together & he expressed his glee clearly by swaying his branches, & putting dry leaves all over me. In the autumn, he used to greet me with his first blossoms.

Then I grew up & realized what a fool I were to select a tree as my friend. I suddenly realized that it can't talk, can't play with me can't do anything. I used to play in the same park,but didn't bothered of him , I clearly felt that he was sobbing. but that's what to me ? I have had newer friends.

Time went by, now I am even older.Now I realize that I was the greatest fool of the world. I didn't realize that a man has masks. Some real friends may come in ur life, they are like precious jewels but most of the so called " friends" are opportunists . They will come to u when they require u, & leave u alone when their interests are fulfilled.

Never ever betray ur childhood friends. Friendship is more precious than gold. And in most cases the childhood friends of you are your real friends be that a tree or even a book.

Sarkar what????!!!!!

Due to some unavoidable circumstances, me and my friends decided to give Sarkar raj a try recently. That morning I woke up late as usual and hurried towards the spot as usual receiving at least 3-4 calls from Aman and Gorai while in the go. But I somehow managed to reached the spot, " The Fame" of "South City Mall" in time [at least I think so ] and found Neel and Aman waiting for me [or doing something else!!] on meeting them I finally entered the hall and found Sumit, Gorai and some of their school friends there. The movie started finally.

Right from the beginning Sarkar Raj was a pain in the ass, with some silly acting, some misused "Govinda Govinda" background tune and some funky characters with their lips painted black in order to get appeared as a chain smoker [I want to know, which brand of cigarettes or cigars does he smoke]. The movie is a sequel of "Sarkar" and started from where the former ended with Shankar Nagre [Abhishek Bacchan] taking the charge from his father Subhash Nagre [Amitabh Bacchan]. The story revolves around some power plant project. Shankar thinks it to be a major milestone in the development of Maharashtra but Subhash thinks it will make the villagers refugees and clinch their agricultural fields, Shankar somehow manages to convince his father. The story advances. I will not be a spoilsport by telling the whole story and killing the "fun". Abhishek Bacchan tried as much as he could do [he could do nothing], Amitabh was impressive, Aisharya looked like a bimbo as usual. All beauty no expression. I dunno when will we get some acting from her, in the last part of the movie, when Amitabh was telling her all about the conspiracy and she was crying,even then I was not able to see any expression in her face.With Ramu as the director one can not expect a better movie than this. The story was stupid, depiction was stupid, and even the twist was stupid. [Someone among my friends told that they chose the character of ******** because they dint find any other].

However as the movie ended, we went for a better view of the mall.The mall is known as a place for rich people, but I did find some goods that's well within the reach of the middle class, eg. some fine goggles were being sold at well under 1000 bucks. But my eyes got stuck to a female apparel and I bent down to see the price tag. Donu suspected something else [:X] and that made me to move my ass from there. The day was gloomy; these days remind me of little R but some smoking seasons with Aman weren't bad too. We went for lunch to some Chinese restaurant [thanks to Nil], and enjoyed the lunch well. Although Donu stole my pieces of what is called "Honey Chicken". Then we returned to the college,for some drinks. The Uturn meeting was going to take place at about 4. I had almost 5 pegs that day,drunk until I found my head too heavy to keep it off the ground, unaware of when the meeting took place.

As I came back to senses, I went back to my home. I knew what was waiting there for me. [:D] Another day ended.

Realisation; again?????????

Mah mates alleged me of writin sum borin craps [which i call story] in the blog n asked me 2 share mah day 2 day xperience... so m tryin... m not very gud at narrating n more so in English... so m jus tryin folks...

oke yesterday we went 4 da t-shirt distribution among seniors... 1 who knows abt it will understand, oders need not. mah mind waz seekin 4 a break n hold dat beloved tt bat. but du uh!!! i neva got a chance.gettin up early in da morning, sum words with two of my bestest frnds n i had a go.although i wanted 2 talk wid dem longer. i reached da station n found dat the train waz cancelled, hoping there will b sum fellow 2 accompany me n share da snubs.luckily i got another lyadkhor like me.when we reached the spot. we found sum seniors n sum o mah frnds countin sum tshirts.well, there r two states in mah life, one is the king n another is the popper, dat waz da begger day, wid 50 bux in mah pocket n i forgot 2 bring mah id card 2.so i wanted 2 go there by one of mah seniors car. But neva got a chance. I got into a bus wid sum oder ppl n 1 of my best frnd [luckily he decided 2 go wid me, another poor chap got an attack of asthma, but at da end of the day i think he waz lucky], when v reached da spot i called the senior with whom v were supposed 2 go. but he told us there waz no need of us n v better stay wid da band. i got totally pissed of, first of all i never had the intentions to go there n now dey were tellin dat dere waz no need of us at all, so keepin dat grudge in mind i followed the group. I heard sum1 tellin *hey its worthy. G has a hutch connexn.n A has a reliance connexn.* now i realised how important we were n was feelin real bad 4 G cz although he himself chose 2 cum wid us, but i thought i sumhow influenced his decision. However the senior wid us did not seem 2 b so opportunistic. n himself made sum calls 4m his own mobile.

when the work at there was over [n none of the passout asked us 4 sumthin 2 eat] we started wandering in streets.We wandered a lot a lot a lot n a lot.Always knowin da destination but neva da purpose.I hav previously told dat da senior wid us waz comparatively soft hearted.He didnt give me or any of the members ne chance 2 complain. We had sum *kachori*s as our lunch n he eventually starved.of course we paid ours.but still, who does even dis!!!!

we met another band by the way, n got united 2 form a yet bigger gp, meanwhile da senior wid da car appeared wid a 1st yr boy. I was rejoiced 2 see him back.never having a breakfast or a proper lunch, mah feet were refusing 2 cooperate me. mah instead of givin us a lift he ordered us 2 supply sum tshirts, n da oder boy started discussing w8 a tr8 he had, i was totally pissed off n still smilin, da senior selected sum members 2 get into his car, i dunno da reason n i dun wanna know, w8ever be the cause, this was inhuman is da boy who waz always in the car sum blue-blood???!!!

gettin totally distusted i wanted 2 return 2 moi room, but sum of da gpmembers had oder plans.dey wanted 2 go 2 a pub.oke..chalo lets go. dont forget us. feelin as thirsty as never b4 i n mah frnd followed dem. the entered sum pub n ordered sum cohol for dem, n started discussin u-turn

arre vai koi pyass to bujhao, kuch khane ko to do, fir uturn dekha jayega. mah frnd turned his face 2wards me wid a weird smile n asked me whether i ll hav sum vodka.[i l8r came 2 know he broke his security deposit 4 dis] i readily agreed, n the waiter informed us dat theres a nu brand in the market which will give u a peg free if u take 2. mah frnd convinced another one 2 hav 1 so i finally got sumthin 2 drink.but ek se pyass nehi bujhta yaar. I wanted 2 escape, but a senior gave me n another chap, 15 bux n told us 2 buy a pack of gold flake. a bhikharee donated 5 rs expecting at least w8 he paid for. but as soon as da senior saw a cig waz missin he told us 2 return dat. oh i forgot, i got a toooo large sip of beer.

but sumhow i tried n managed 2 escape. now 1 of mah frnd will say dat fuck dis small things n forget all dis. but boss, small things tells u a lot dan bigger things. sum1s mentallity gets totally reflected in small things. dey tell u a lot more dan dey r supposed 2. Whenever ppl see dat dere can be a bigger * bawal*, they start to control demselves.

A tale of a,b,c n ME

Okay!! First the readers require an xplanation that y I were not here dese days, n y did I finally cum back!! Well!! I must confess dat I forgot dis blog thingie completely n it came back in moi mind as sum of moi frnds started doin it again… a few n a lot things have happened during dese period.. but as all kno dat I feel comfortable sharing moi feelin in front o moi frnds so I will share a dream I had recently . Well, the guys who think dat; another boring n stupid work by orange is going to start, I can assure dem dat although it’s a dream but it will take da form of a story… the story [or rather] dream started wid four characters in fact four frnds discussing among demselves abt deir trip dat ll commence on deir summer vacations..well I cudn’t identify deir faces but one of dem was certainly me. So I will designate dem by a,b,c n me. A tale of a,b,c n me. So a said ki lets go to somewhere seaside. Well although moi name is a synonym of sea in Bengali, I hate sea cz everytime I went sumwhere seaside, prickles n acnes attacked me. So I opposed strongly, b as usual said ki lets go 2 sum hillstation, dis idea waz again opposed by me as I thought I had vertigo,dese tyme I got a little frown 4m c,da only female member of our clan. All da boys of our clan though ki shez a little bit inclined 2wards dem but I knew she luffed me [hey, I waz another boy of da clan, so don take it serious :D]. a den suggested ki he haz a uncle in sum remote place o goa which iz not situated seaside either. I had a strong urge 2 oppose but dis tyme dint got enough reasons so it waz finalized. We bought tickets, gathered at a place,went dere blah blah blah…… but w8 iz of worth dat v finally reached da spot wid a extremely oled human being [perhaps waitin 2 die in presence o us] escorting us. The house wazn’t great, not at all. It looked loke an ancient medieval fort used as a toilet of da soldiers n now of the mice n all kinds of creatures. The fort or rather ruin has only 2 or 3 rooms where human can reside.our gr8 uncle not at all impressed by our arrival gave a room 4 us boys n another room 4 c [dishearted v were, mean uncle :X]. So we unpacked our luggage n baggage, n were discussing abt a’s brilliant idea. Den suddenly b came up wid an idea. Dese old toilets are favorite dwelling place for moaning maries. n they r very frndly ghosts indeed. So when the uncle came back v asked him whether dere r sum ghosts or not. The uncle made a face dat resembles the faces of characters in horror movies while narrating horrifying xps. N said “ NO”. ahhhh!! Very well now v hav completely ruined our holidays. The faces of mah collg frnds n da stolen tt bat flashed in mah mind. Hope I would dere, practicing mah always imperfect backhand..sigh sigh… suddenly c came in screaming. V xpected sumthing xciting but 2 add 2 da injuries its merely sum cockroaches [the queen xpected some hyatt rooms 4 her]. So what will we do. We asked uncle whether there are sum spots nearby. The uncle seemed a little glad n den informed us dat deir indeed r sum ancient toilets nearby. Pissed of with toilet we finally decided that since we had no other option another than seeing toilets, den lets watch sum gr8 toilets out dere ,which r called “ Tourist spots” [goodness me], instead of staring vacantly at the walls of dis stupid toilet. The plan was fixed.we will go to a nearby toilet the next day..



To be continued.....