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For the past few weeks my subconscious has been subjected to a seige of sorts,from thoughts and issues ranging from the commonplace to the extremely bizarre....put all of them together and voila!.. the result is a sandwich of incoherence and meaninglessness which i seriously believe has the potential to zap the last remains of intellect which i have(or at least i think i have..)

So i tried to cordon off the area of my brain where these 'vile creatures' were pounding up and down,as if on an overdose of viagra..and these are just a few of the elements which were gnawing at me uncessantly,and unnecessarily(chronology has'nt been adhered to):

/fu*k exams//new cell new cell new cell//tickets for IPL//deepika's soo damn cute they should ban her from making public appearences//wish i was on roadies//need money//......need more money//exams from june..fu*k//james joyce and Araby//psychosexual experience//disillusionment//why does the board hinder creativity??fu*k??//man i broke a signal!! thats probably 200bucks//Central park seems a nice place to make out...//no books in english for sociology..unbelievable!//Macbeth's one sttrong text//Jodha-Akbar...give two whooping hoots for Akbar..i want jodha...ash is surreal//hope i get a job somewhere as a journalist//why are there no cute girls in my college??//Love song Of J.Alfred Prufrock//gotta finish writing the fu*king notes//killer curves..on the merc//F.R.I.E.N.D.S//im not in stephens..why???//been a long time since i went out with her//Mittal's driver gets paid more than i will earn in 10 years//hate to mug up answers..never thought i would be doing it//when is the best time(and place) to lose my virginity?//Banalata Sen//jennifer anniston//wish BBC hires me//john donne's epitaph//some girs are BIG time sluts//whats the syllabus in J.U like?//gotta have a gud physique//FU*K its only 2 months to june!!........................................////

Makes sense?..Congratulations.......aap paanchvi paas se kaafi tez hain..

some day..!

Its that time of year again when street shops,malls,departmental stores are all inundated with flowers of diverse kinds.Red,yellow,white,pink...flowers of all possible hues are abundant everywhere.Suddenly people develop an intrinsic affinity to romance,which strangely,must needs be accompanied by the seed bearing part of the plant....Im talking of course,of the build-up to Valentines Day,14th February.The change in societal atmosphere is blatantly perceptible to such a degree that,should you not sense it,then two conclusions must be drawn.Either you are blind or a puritan bordering on the extreme,refusing to acknowledge such an event at all!! Just a cursory glimpse across the street should be enough evidence for my claims.



And in a progressive world as the one we inhabit,shows of love are not confined to the modest rose or the perfumed greeting card.Trying to find the essence of romance by extending the realms of transience is what unemployed persons would do on a winter evening!There is no room for ephemerality today,when people can freeze their love(hmm) on digi-cams with 7 or 10 megapixel cameras,which by the way has auto-focus...Sooooooo.........



"Rush to your nearest mall and grab hold of the best digi-cam available! After all,your partner is worth it!! whats more we give you a discount of 50% for every purchase worth 7000 rupees! RUN NOW!!!!.....CONDITIONS APPLY MORON."



This is what V-day stands for in the context of recent times.Glorification of material aspects which are not even remotely associated with love.I cannot figure out why one needs to express "love" in terms of the number of carats which a gold ring is made of.Why should we equate love with tokens of superficiality?


Again,is there a need at all to observe such a day? Many say that V-day is when we "celebrate love"....on a grand scale,albeit!! I feel it has now become more of a statement to say "we are celebrating togetheress"....it is the proclamation of love,the statement itself which matters more than the intent.We keep forgetting that love can be found in the little things that we do for each other...

So instead of taking a day off on V-day to be with your partner for lunch;surpising her with an unexpected visit might be a less mushy and yet far more meaningful gesture...instead of meeting your friends at parties,dropping by when they're cleaning the garage might be a less glitzy but more constructive and thoughtful approach!!! Instead of buying your mother a saree,taking a french-leave to spend a day with her would perhaps be more emotionally satisfying.....



Lets indulge in love...not celebrate it.




P.S: this post was supposed to be published before 14th but obviously my server had designs of its own...i guess it was busy "serving" others on V-day!

Pro-crastinating bong..

NO.

I am not suggesting that the average bengali has proclivities towards perpetually delaying their already delayed matters(job,studies or whatever).Nor am i,by fiddling arond with alphabets,trying to put a label on them.Im a bong myself.

I was merely drawn into a retrospect,which in itself was a culmination of three consecutive lazy mornings and six cups of coffee(decaffe),on whether the irrepressible urge to delay important assignments is only confined to my slothful self..an uncle of mine who happens to be bengali also,somewhat calmed my agitated nerves.He was supposed to leave for mumbai on some official tour and had to get himself updated on current affairs,as he would be interviewing some candidates.To his consternation,he discovered that time does not expand and remains a constant commodity..fixed at seven days with 24hrs each,which then runs into months and years in that precise order.Acknowledging this essential fact of life,48hrs before departure,is perhaps not helpful.Nevertheless,he was equally aware of the effects of an immovable self-belief.Well i was'nt.It did not take me a long time to find out though.

The results of a solid human self-belief in such a situation,keeping my uncle as the parameter;of trying to conquer time(at the last minute?) are as follows: dizziness,grogginess accompanied by gastronomical implosions of diverse kinds and hypertension.

Procrastination of such supreme kind,magnified several times,maybe seen in some government offices also.They have,in fact perfected the art and taken it to the next level...or so i heard.Therefore,i can now take solace from the fact that,im not the only creature to practice this ancient art form.

Let me give you further paradigms of how this human trait was prevalent in medieval times..

ummm...maybe later.Time for some sleep.............................................