ME....SIMPLIFIED

With winter comes the need of warmth from sweaters as well as loved ones and obviously the latter is the one for which we creed more but for me this is gonna be yet another “icey icey” winter where even holding hands has become overrated .always bound by the governance of my parents i had wrongly thought that a job could give me my final deserving freedom of doing just everything but alas all goes in vain when Calcutta just wont leave me .everyday passing by nicco park and seeing couples holding each other i feel the chills more out of rage or maybe pain .my morning starts with my mother lamenting on the fact that i am so ordinary doing nothing great unlike my relatives, doing an ordinary job and not getting through any mba entrance or rather any exams, that is followed by the shuttle drive to sector 5 which is crowded with people complaining about their jobs or polluting the air with cigarette smoke and the lucky ones do find a lot of joints to make the deprived feel jealous (myself

this is just another illustration of the epitome of emotions i am experiencing right now,was watching a show on t.v where it was a children's episode and a child cudn answer a question and started crying explicitly and that is wen this thought came across my mind---this child cudn answer a "googly"(as in their terms) and bursted out and in life the dimesions of these "googlies" just keep increasing and u just cant keep track of how many such situations u encounter and then u do wat? cry ,inadvertently in most cases bt since we r grown -ups now so it just bcomes implicit but we surely cry in our minds,in our hearts and try to lock ourselves in the bathroom and wail out,but finally u hav to cope up with the situation either by the aid of a chocolate or self consolence.move on with life ,forget the past,recollect memories wen u r down and continue creating similar 'memorably detestable' situations.the big question is ....Are we solely responsible for creat

Revealing something like this to everyone is really an act of juvenility but my condition is so frustrating dat i had no way out rather than penning it down(metaphorically)..happy news, i am finally an engineer so my brooding blogs about studying at a mediocre college and living in a semi-urban area is over.so i am going to elaborate bout my current love life status a bit and u r most welcome to just close this window if u r not interested but some of u ,out there i need your opinion(my girlfriends,specially), i hav lost trust in the other side of the species. maybe its the lack of occupancy dat is driving me crazy on a failed relationship.but this was my relationship,the one i cherished,the one i loved to fight for even with my parents,the one dat was actually the only source of happiness for this otherwise very introvert girl,i wanted this to work so earnestly but maybe it was all my fault to take this to this disparaging hiatus which is still unacceptable to me.while he was out in

one thing that indians should be devoid of and i am not talking about mr onion here is the extraordinary voice level..that can rise up day by day just like the non-recoverable energy resource,oil..only thing that oil is more essential than the high pitched voice.. well biologically speaking there are vocal cords,uvula,and a tongue that help in producing the beautiful sounds which can ultimately get transformed into a commotion but while creating this beautiful homo sapien, god hadnt much realised her favourite creation has so many opinions and so much to talk that would eventually create noise pollution and musical inferences like 'sheila ki jawani'(like really there are so many important things ,like shotuing for help wen a fellow someone gets beaten up by bullies un front of u and u still prefer buying ur pizza and getting away asap in silence)..so no offence but you up there needs to tweak ur human creation a little and set a low decibel limit i tell u .. its amazing who d