South City Shopping Spree

After taking a short fiesta, at 3 pm I woke up stretched my arms, sat on the bed hanging my legs beside the corner of my cot. Thinking something without any thing at mind. Oh life is so boring yarrrrr.What should I do to make it enjoyable?

Dialed cell number 99325..., Hello, Anu kya kar raha hai re.

Ohhhh...Sala… Saturday ko bhi chain se sone nahin deta hai....Who are you man, he frowned on the cell phone .

Actually I called you to go to south city. Nah I am not interested, he replied.

Again dialed another number, I got more exasperating reply. Why are all behaving like this today?

Let me try another friend, he is so cool like elephant as his body also matched with it.

Hello Taklu... Kya kar raha hai re....

Saaale hi**a raha Hun, he voiced backed.
Come on yarrr, why are you bugging me,he fired again. I reminded him about the promise to go at South City.

Oh that is why you called me, Okay I will call you after half an hour, he replied.

No call till 2 hours passed away. He again fell into dream on his bed.

I thought, I should go somewhere at least to utilize the leisure time on Saturday. I went at Standard Chartered Bank to do some necessary banking proceedings. I saw my cell, it was 5.30 and bank was closed till then. Again dialed to mota [Taklu] and he gave consent to go at South City but at that moment, it was about to rain. After a few moments I got half wet as it was raining heavily. I caught a bus from PNB to YADAVPUR. The bus was full of wetted clothed passenger gossiping in Bengali. They can’t keep mum. Bad odour smells from everyone’s wet clothes. Suddenly one fatty woman came near, frowned at my face as if she wants to leave her anger caused by raining and settled on the seat beside me.Oh my God, Her sari was so stinking, and I turned my face left to see outside unwillingly. It was still raining but not so heavy. The weather was comfortable as it usually happens after all clouds fell down. Bus was moving ahead slowly, taking in of every passenger as they come near its way. Some kids were playing football in the ground .Birds were returning their wetted nest as it was just before twilight. Oh my cell is ringing. Surely it would be Taklu’s call.

Me: Hello

Taklu: Are kahan pe hai ?

Me: Pahuchne wala hun.Tu ??

Taklu:Bhak sala… mera ko time lagega.

Me: Kitna time lagega?

Taklu: May be 1 and half hour. Jaaamm mein funsaa hua hun…

Tu pahunchh jaa …main aata hun

Me: Thik hai.Enjoy your ride.

I reached at south city .Wow, it is good place. Lots of pretty girls enjoying, giggling, shopping with their friends. Oh I don’t have any one to even talk. So what? I am happy. In between Taklu’s bus was moving very slowly. He hails a taxi to reach soon. Finally after spending few extra bucks more as it is very annoying for him to invest a penny, he stepped down in front of South City Mall. We hugged with a big grin forgetting tiredness incurred after 2 hours of Kolkata’s bus journey. Then we started usual Bihari talks. He pointed out girls; See those girls…Hmm hot…

We came inside the Mall. What is this? Stage performance by many enthusiastic youngsters was making the crowd go wild. All were dancing crazily on hip hop. We stand on the first floor leaning forward keeping the hold of pipe. She was also dancing beside me, sometimes moving her eyes towards me. I kept myself busy looking at stage. Then one of her friend came and stood on the other side of her. Both were entertaining themselves keeping in mind that we are noticing both. Well nearly an hour spent and now performance has been put to end .We felt hungry .So we have decided to take something .We ordered some prepared items as I couldn’t recall exactly what was that and then sat nearby a beautiful couple who were busy making tryst. But our purpose was only to gaze that beautiful girl’s smile no matter what his boyfriend thinks about us. After a few minutes later one couple also sat nearby us who were like monster, trying to access our glance as we have been busy keeping our eyes constantly over the first couple. But we ignored letting them (especially girl) know that at least they should have good smile to attract someone’s transfixed gaze. What is this? Man! They rose up and moved to other seat where we can’t see them. No problem. I called the waiter to serve the dishes over that table. Now again we were closer to them .Her beau seemed to be irked but we were enjoying biting on items. That couple left the table. It is over now. Enough teasing.

Let’s walk around to gaze some more pretty girls. All have gone now after shopping. So Taklu, Can we head towards our room. He said yes, Lolly Jaan .He used to call me like this when he feels sad and angry. We came outside the mall and decided to walk few hundred meters to catch a bus. He started telling a story about a girl when he was at his home a few days before. How he fell into love with her and did everything that a man can do. Now he is in dilemma whether what happened was right or wrong. Feeling guilty and self-inflicted, I tried him to give some solace. I told him; take it easy, sometimes it happens. After all you didn’t make use of her; rather that was the outcome of mutual consent. He hugged me in return .I witnessed his eyes were telling everything that normally don’t use to be. I tickled on his cheek lightly, both of us laughed. Again we are backed in notorious mood. Hey… look at that sexy Girl…Hahaha…

KGPian and Girlfriend

Normally I have seen that those who are from IIT don’t have girl friend. I could not understand reason for them. Why the girls do not like IITian though they have brand, money and everything. Every one is yawning always; whenever I use to chat with anyone. There is only one topic that reflects their frustration level. I think for us, cracking any level is easier than grabbing a girl friend. So they use to put their energy for their growth, hole (not whole) heartedly accepting the fate that we are not that much qualified or may be overqualified. Or we can say Girls are not made for us before marriage. It is not like that we are emotionless rather always use to think about girls only. Dreaming that one day any brave girl will come to shake hands but reality never comes. The only cheap thing we don’t use to do is running behind the girls like third degree engineering college B.Tech holders or crackpot. Those who do this are having many. It is hundred percent true that almost all girls like boys running behind them. I will write a blog about girl’s motive very soon. So here is one of the chat between two frust from KGP.

I have not edited anything except the font color and arrangement of sentences.So it is real chat ,still saved in my account.
Note : Upon request of Guru ,I changed the name.
Here it goes :----------

me: hey Guru
busy
???
aur sab thik ?
Guru : aur dost
mein mast tu suna
me: mera bhi thik hai
aur kuchh hawa pani kaisa hai
any update
Guru: mast hawa hai aur pani bhi acha hai
:P
me: new plan???
Guru: ??
me: CFA ???
Guru: kaunsa plan
me: or CAT ??
Guru: nahin yaar
abhi kuch nahin
me: shadi bhi nahin :)
Guru: na bhaiya
me: hahaha
dar kyun gaya be
Guru: tu baat hi aisi kar raha hai
me: hmm
to GF to ho gaya hoga na…
thik hai na ?
ab
itna to thik hai…
Guru: are nahin ayar
lukhe beteh hein
me: hahaha
sala mera bhi wahi hal hai be
kuchh kar na mere liye
plzzzzzzzzzzz
Guru: saale apne liye to kuch hua nahin..tera kya karunga mein
me: hahaha
kahan pe hai abhi
office mein
Guru: nahin ghar
me: bhatinda ??
Guru: nahin be pune
me: hmm
aur sab masti hai na ?
chalo enjoy life w/o gf
Guru: ha ha
same 2 u
me: han yar sala jee ke pehle hi decide kar lena chiya tha na
pata nahin tha gf nahin milega JEE ka thappa laga ke
hahaha
bbye

Another Chat with other than KGPian:

krissh.tbg: hi
me: hi buddy
krissh.tbg: hw r u
sir
kaisa jaa raha hai
me: fine
u ?
bas thik hai
krissh.tbg: me fine too
where r u
me: tu kahan pe hai
gurgaon
krissh.tbg: main to yaar mumbai main hi hu
me: kaun si company
krissh.tbg: are pahle pahchana ki nahi
me: are yaaar
krissh.tbg: arrre matlab pahchan gaye
me: hahaha
krissh.tbg: hahhahaa
aur bata
me: aur bata shadi wadi kab kar raha hai....
krissh.tbg: maiinto wohi software kmpny main hu
tu shadi kab kar raha hai
me: kya field hai tumhara
krissh.tbg: ab to buddha ho chuka hian
me: bhak sala abhi shadi nahin yaar
krissh.tbg: mar java
aisa kya hua
me: haan yaaar ab to jawani bhi chali gayi
tu abhi jawan hai na
???
krissh.tbg: shadi kar le nahi to riste bhi aan aband kar denge
ladki tujhe uncle kah ke bulayegi
me: hmm
krissh.tbg: :)
just kiddin
me: ab shadi kya karna
krissh.tbg: kya hua
koi mil gayi hain kya
me: are ab sahi mein buddddda ho gaya hun

krissh.tbg: hahhaha
aur abhi kolkata main
\hi hain naa
me: nahin yaaaar
krissh.tbg: software?
kaha hai
me: gurgaon
Helix Financial
krissh.tbg: kaun hi kmpny main
sahi hai
abhi kitna package de raha hai
me: are package ke peeche kyun para hai yaaar
krissh.tbg: mota kaha hai aur kaisa hai
me: itna deta hai ki jee leta hun
bas noon aur roti khake..hehehe
krissh.tbg: arre chal nahi poochta
me: wo kolkata mein mara raha hai
krissh.tbg: hahahahaha
kis kmplny main
han
me: ????
krissh.tbg: arre mota kis kmpny main hain aur kaha hain
koi khabar nahi hai
uski'
me: kolkata mein
same company
krissh.tbg: tumne kolkata kab chora
me: 17th nov
krissh.tbg: is 17 nov ko
sahi hai
aur bata
me: aur kuchh khas nahin yar
sala koi gf bhi nahin hai
krissh.tbg: maal ul pataya ki nahi ki ghar se hi shadi karne ka irada hai
are laaln bhaiya
me: hmm
krissh.tbg: ab shadi kar hi dalo
me: haha
krissh.tbg: ab to koi pressure nahi hain
me: sahi kehta hai
bahut pressure hai yar
krissh.tbg: dahej jyada bhadega nahi lakin mahengai badhti rahegi
me: hahaha
krissh.tbg: haan ghar se to bahut pressure hoga
me: tu kab kar raha hai
shadi
krissh.tbg: ab to hamare khelne kudne ke din gaye
meri dekho
me: haaaan yaaaaar
krissh.tbg: sayad main kmpny chor du
me: kyun
krissh.tbg: isliye kuch decide nahi kiya hai
hi yaar kaam ka bahut pressure rahata hai
1 baje raat ko kabhi aaya hu
me: business karna hai kya
krissh.tbg: is line se man bharr gaya hai
me: software hota hi hai aisa
krissh.tbg: nahi yaar pahle to koi govt job lelu
me: isisliye main bhaaaaaaaaaag gaya na
krissh.tbg: tab busiiness hi karenge
me: hmm
krissh.tbg: bahut ganda fld hai
sala
idhar se clint ka pressure
me: hmm
krissh.tbg: idhare se opm
ka pressure
me: hahaha
krissh.tbg: isse acccha to majdoori hai
me: sahi kehta hai
krissh.tbg: hahaha
me: but humlog majdoori bhi nhain kar sakte na
krissh.tbg: atleast ghar to samay pad aa sako
aaj family nahi hainto theek hain
me: haaan
ye to hai
krissh.tbg: lakin jab faimly hogi to kitni padesani hogi
me: yaaaaaaaa r abhi ke jamane mein paisa kaman bahut difficult hai
most difficult
krissh.tbg: haan sala upeer se ye ression
me: aur frustration bhi hota hai
krissh.tbg: bahut
me: aur ye recession to gaaaaaand mar di hai
krissh.tbg: mera to man karta hain ki do khich ke hath
pm ko
me: sab ki
hahaha
krissh.tbg: sahi be tera kya chal raha hain
me: mera to peaceful hai work
krissh.tbg: sahi hain
me: time pe aa jata hun
krissh.tbg: 'finential firm hain karna kya padta hain
me: sometime stretch karten hain
are KPO type
analytics
and tool dev
krissh.tbg: good
are kabhi vacency nikle to batana bhai
me: are ye company to ab B.Tech(IITian) ko bhi nahin leta hai
krissh.tbg: chalo peaceful hain to jan tak shadi kar le
me: sala bahut aenth raha hai
bhak sala
krissh.tbg: ab jyada mat soch
me: abhi ghar war banayenge
krissh.tbg: sale dahej leke
me: hahaha
krissh.tbg: ghar bana lena
me: bhak
krissh.tbg: hahahahaha
me: 2 saal abhi aur
uske baad turant shadi
krissh.tbg: hey bhagwan!!!!!!!!!!!
me: kya hua
krissh.tbg: hahahaha
me: haaan yarrrr
krissh.tbg: ghar se to chacha jee
bol rahe honge ki shadi kar lo ab
me: haaaaaaaaan
krissh.tbg: ghar gaye ho ki nhai
me: but ghar nahin hai na yaaar
nahin
jaungaaaaa april mein
krissh.tbg: abhi accha moka hain ghar le lo
delhi main
to bol rha hu
me: hmm
krissh.tbg: sasur jee de denge dahej main
:)
krissh.tbg: hahahahaha
krissh.tbg: hello
me: haan

(Got disconnected)

krissh.tbg: disconnect ho gaya tha
mota kato software hi hai naa
me: nahin yar
uska core
hai
krissh.tbg: sahi hai
accha hain
aur kmpny mai koi maal hai naa
patao
me: are wo to maaal ke peechhe hi ghooomte rehta hai
krissh.tbg: do saal tak jinda bhi rahna hai naa
me: hmm
me: abe wo bhi karna chor diya
krissh.tbg: hahaha
kya hua
aisa
me: shadhuuuuuu ban gaya hun
krissh.tbg: hahahaahahj
me: ab to sanyas hi bacha hai
krissh.tbg: kolkata main aish kiya tha ki nahi
me: kuchh garbar ho gaya to
nahin bhai
krissh.tbg: kaha garbar hi gayi bhai
me: main aish karne wala banda lagta hun kya ????
krissh.tbg: nahi yaar
isliye to poocha
me: hhhhhaha
krissh.tbg: nahi to kuch aur pooochta
hahahaahah
chal bye


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Random Emergence

This is my first experiment on myself. If something will come out then I share with you else treat it as Garbage. Don’t try to figure out anything out of it but something is there. Even I don’t know what.

4th March , 2009 Time: 11.48 PM

Doesn’t it make sense? That’s why don’t read this. Hey what is this convention? Convention. Convention….Unconditional…., Unconditional mind energy. What is this language? Don’t give up, try to understand it. Must read .What is going on something simple. Simple made complexity that reflects on simplicity. Oh my god .What is running inside, nothing much, something crazy, anonymous but flowing …trying to erupt. Make explosion. What is it really making any sense .You nonsense? Something is not good about you .What is then, trying to vibrate innate potential. Wait wait …where are you moving. No…they are keeping eyes on me .Didn’t you relize.Shit how I forgot, that’s abs killer instinct. What are they trampled to grab. Attack .Easy going .Please hold on I am not going to heart anyone. No way, is it type of hysteria or mind frenzy.You sucker rise up .It is not far, catch it up .Going very fast .Hold on. Making me nervous .Wait .wait .coming up..oh. no….oh yes ..Reflected? Yes saw it over there. Run away .Follow them just catch them motherfucker. Bastard fallen down inside the infinite loop .Typing very fast on keyboard. Kick kick…Take a snap …c’mon don’t let it move. No movement. Yes yes.. oh.yes .Wide eyes .think. Think….you figurehead….think…got it .Naaah…Go there strike hard...Hard it...it is locked... Strange…feeling. Unusual. Unnatural…how to conserve that much. Whirling inside .not leaking out ..completely shielded throughout. Pressurized .Take take.. just cut it .the link shining now..Randomness not speeding up..cmon keep going …this is first time …don’t come near me. It made me mad…No wonder I am part of this nature .Why it has created …it has infinite …have you ever used you part of more than 10 percent …Don’t follow them .Let it flow natural. It is not required but required...Stop it .Resume again …..It takes time to gain the full speed .Now it is gaining .But stopped thinking. Nothing great. Making me fearful. Something bad will happen .This is the doomsday. Where will they go? How it is possible. Then we know it .It is impossible. But if possible then you are GOD. Impossible to survive. There is nothing miracle or magic. All are science but before that all shattered. Can’t compile throwing infinitesimally minute but very dangerous. Laser throws .concentrate. It has intensity. Flashed there, something is coming. Yes wait keep going ….run …run…It will come someday. When…yes time will take it to make simple. God defines simple .you are heading .Yes communicating, getting response. Make it simpler. More are coming .Let it is there. All went. Rest is remainder .Thought remained. Still not empty. Itching .erase it .Clean there. So beautiful. It is not speeding up to match the rhythm. Cure there is mismatch .No correlation. All seem foolish. Stop it now no more. Beautiful but dangerous .Both goes together. Separation?? No it is impossible then imbalance. Energy filling up…Blasted…Not apply your brain and logic. Everything is illogical. Nothing is perfect. They are masterpiece very simple. You will be blessed someday. Modern saint altogether different .Got perverted then evolves. Giant evolve. How will you protect. But the fact is reality. What reality. There is nothing .Everything ends here. All killed at once then new Avatar. They saw him. But how is it possible. Freaking there? Shit not understood. You understand. Yes this happens to you but .Give space .Don’t restrict. Be happy. He wont give me. But filled me with more powerfull. Something will happen in near future. Nothing impossible. They made him alive. Very natural …because he was not completely dead but dead. Very simple you can do it. Always used to happen with me. Fearful nightmare. Not simple. Lost it be there. Couldn’t find. Yes found...You fool got them. Not purposeful...He came to give us more but you cut him. Very dumb no progress. Closest to identity. No artificiality .Got the point .Emerged and it will be very different. Don’t try to make it. Force is unnatural. Matter is nothing but trapped energy. You bastard could you realize now ...no then go to hell you motherfucker. Suck and you will be totally fucked up. These are nothing .He is above of these. These are the only words. Don’t try to define that masterpiece. Recognize. Still not .Then wait…Genius accepts genius unconditionally.