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Turn to ash!!


A dingy, dark room;

filled with smoke.

Empty beer bottles lay beside.

A lip caressed cigarette,

burns bit by bit;

turns to ash and dies out.

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Life in a metro – Kolkata

Kolkata metro is on the elevated stretch near ...
Kolkata metro is on the elevated stretch near Dumdum. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I know that the title sounds quite  familiar, but; here I am referring particularly to the Metro railways of Kolkata and not the movie ‘Life in a Metro‘.

Life in Kolkata is dependent on Metro railway. It is, the lifeline of the city that connects it from one end to the other. No, this is not ‘The news’ I was talking about. Continue reading Life in a metro – Kolkata

Happy Place Found on Earth

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An emoticon with a smile. For more emoticons in Wikipedia, see Wikipedia:Emoticons. 32px|alt=W3C|link=http://validator.w3.org/✓ The source code of this SVG is valid. Category:Valid SVG (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Okay, this is not a post, it is just something I thought I should share. I know that most of you already know of it and it is definitely not something that would get into the list of things that is found on other planets like say, water or ice or some type of life form. Our world is already full of life but yes happiness is something each on of us hunt for, be it consciously or unconsciously. It definitely feels awesome to find a place on earth where people are happy. Continue reading Happy Place Found on Earth

The night, when life was sucked out…

Brain-Shaped Tree - geograph.org.uk - 342922
Brain-Shaped Tree – geograph.org.uk – 342922 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

One night, I had a mental block or in my context you can simply put it as a writer’s block, that means that point of time you know when you actually don’t know that you really know something.  That was the night when I decided I should pen down my thoughts, so that I read it the next day when my brain gets back its life in order to sit back and analyze the points I make when my brain is not functioning properly. Continue reading The night, when life was sucked out…

The beast unleashed – Happy Independence Day, India!!

Happy Independance Day - August 15 , 2012
Happy Independance Day – August 15 , 2012 (Photo credit: Rameshng)

We say, we are now Independent, we are free. Yes, we are; to a certain extent, but not completely. We gained freedom from the wild clutches of a few of our fellow humans, who traveled all the way from the other end of the world to make us taste dirt and shit; the best part is that we Indians with our life-size hearts and our cultural ethics that saysAtithi devo bhava‘ greeted them and let them in with all glory. Continue reading The beast unleashed – Happy Independence Day, India!!

Kolkata – the road less traveled

Kolkata (Photo credit: flipnomad)

I stepped onto the land of Kolkata, almost a year back in September 2012. Hailing from Bangalore, it was a drastic step to relocate myself to a city that is so different from the one I was born and brought up in.
Kolkata greeted me with all its glory and broke me down just within the first few days of being here.
The day I reached  City of Joy  was when I realized that this city also has loads of bitterness, somber and sorrow folded in every corner.

Tram, Kolkata

It seems good to be a part of our ancestral heritage to see the rikshawala manually  pulling his cart from one corner of the street to the other while he rings his bell. But to me, it always seemed wrong get on their cart and let them pull me around. This simply reminds me of slavery to some extent.  However, my weight (after gorging on good food and chocolates) scares me to even think of making the rikshawala work so hard to earn that little wage. after all every girl feels that she has gained loads of weight  once she has gorged on to some good amount of calories right.

The thought of visiting a city filled with sweetness brought me here. I used to think that, everything that this city holds is sweet. So when I was actually here, it all seemed different. I still stand by by thoughts, there is sweetness in the air here. There is a bit of heritage in every nook and corner of this city and there is crap, dirt and bitters here and there too.

So if you want to enjoy all the goodies this city has to offer, you will have to move through the shortcomings as well.

Life in Kolkata is a lot more than what one expects. I shows you both the worlds (good and bad, new and old) living together in harmony.

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India - Day 1 - No Spiting
India – Day 1 – No Spiting (Photo credit: The MacKay Way)

Wow!! You know what? I just thought I now know how to track all those people who spit anywhere and every where in India.

Note- I know that I haven’t  discovered or invented anything here, its just a weird thought that crossed my mind and I thought i discovered the idea. If you were thinking of reading about some new invention in technology here, I am sorry you might find totally out of place stuff here. so read ahead only at your own risk.

Almost all Indians have seen those colorful and translucent spit on roads, walls, doors and what not, while they travel from one point to the other of any city or state. We have come across almost all types of spits, ranging from red, orange green, brown (these are the outcome of chewing betel leaves and other forms of tobacco) to the normal translucent once with bubbles and phlegm in it. I know it sounds a bit gross, but never mind.

There are walls and stations that bluntly says not to spit or you will be fined. I think it is important to catch the culprit whenever they dirty a clean place by fining a good amount and if it all goes well then, the person will think twice before spitting. So if this happens to every body who blindly spits here and there, each one of them will think more than twice before they spit.

India : New Delhi : Connaught Place reloaded /...
India : New Delhi : Connaught Place reloaded // भारत : नई दिल्ली : कनॉट प्लेस को पुनः लोड – Traditional Indian street art (this time also instalation with dogs in matching colors). (Photo credit: artist in doing nothing)

This is the reason the genius in me thought why not have a system that will analyse  (maybe ) the DNA of the spit and match it and find the culprit for a hefty fine. So every time there is spit on walls or roads it should get collected and analysed, a DNA test should be done and the person should be caught.

Do you know, what will be the result of this? Yes, India will be free from the wild clutches of the SPIT beast.

I thought of this and kept chuckling  thinking about the genius in me who came up with such a brilliant idea.

P.S- I have no Idea if this will work or not ( most probably it wont) and I am sure, spitting colored spit on roads will prevail in this country for at-least as long as I live.

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Some Beef for Thought

Before I begin with this post, let me tell you that what ever I write here matters, only if you think it matters, if you look at is, as though all of it is bull crap, it acts as bull crap. So it is all about how you take it and I have no intention to malign any ethnic group, religion, club, organization, company, party or individual directly or indirectly.

So yes, Yesterday I had  this brief talk with Mr. A and it didn’t take much time to turn the conversation into a debate.

Somehow we were talking about discrimination and divisions among humans in terms of religion, caste and creed. I have no Idea how we came up to such discussions, I guess it must be because I was talking about beef and its taste n stuff. May be it ended up into this flaming debate because both of us involved in this discussion belong to the ‘Hindu community’.

Image Credit – http://foodswol.com/

Mr.A said, ‘ we should not consume beef because it is against our ‘dharma’ and will lead us to hell’ and it was enough to heat   up our conversation with the beef fat.

How does it matter if we eat this or that? At the end of the day   we eat to survive. what if Mr.A is enters a cold deserted forest and is left with no food and starves. from out of the blue he suddenly finds a wild cow grazing. what will he do?

I am sure he will hunt it down and enjoy the meat, or is it that he will let it go and starve to death just thinking about his religion?

I know all this might hurt the sentiments of a few vegan, but then what if we really don’t understand what is consumable and what is poisonous among all those greens available in the forest? Why take a chance when there is good fat to consume to feel a little warm in the cold forests, just to survive?

Religion does helps an individual to take the better path and shows the right from wrong but there are places where you just cant help but listen to what your tummy says and take logical actions, accordingly.

I don’t know if any of it made sense but I thought let me just put it up so that you can point out the wrongs in me.

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Let’s give some more work to the Hawkers

Sprzedawca lassi w Varanasi
Sprzedawca lassi w Varanasi (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Staying for a while in Kolkata has provided me with some awesome range of entertainment.

Here I bet, you will find something or the other to entertainment your naughty mind. Wait , with ‘Naughty’ i mean all those ‘goody goody naughty’ thoughts of playing pranks with strangers.

Walking down from Park Street to Esplanade, you are sure to find the streets bubbling and singing to the calls of the local hawkers here, who do not leave a tad of empty space on the footpath to bring up their stalls.

All I do is, stare at their stall and the look is just enough to bring them to work. You give their products a stare and they get up to woo you with their words to the stalls. (patties ache (there are patties here), ashun madam – bag hobe (Come madam- there are bags here), thanda  Lassi hobe (have some cold lassi) … and it goes on)

looking at something means you want to buy it is the basic thought that runs in each of these hawker’s boggling  grey matter. That means if my pockets are empty I will have to stop myself from looking at anything that falls on my way when I pass by those streets. How unruly is that?

I just don’t like them to sit mum in one corner, so I keep looking at their stall until they stand up to greet me and when they do that, I simply walk away.It might just sound like I am a sadist but It is a kind of social work you see, giving those people a little job satisfaction is what I think I am doing.

After all if some body looks at the products you want to sell, that means at-least your products attract eyeballs and you are doing a good job.

Hats off to the local hawkers of Kolkata. You guys are good with sales and marketing.