Missing Out

Today, the Indian media busted the poor bums of two Karnataka ministers, who happened to play childish in the Assembly. Behaving like school kids, they missed out on the common sense that they have crossed the 40 years age bar and that they have long lost their adolescence, when these inquisitive naughty stance can be accepted with the bunch of scolding and sometimes, capital punishment! But these two merry-go-lucky fellows, getting paid close to INR 3 lakhs per month; had the luxury to watch MILF mms or rather say mp4, while the assemble was in session! Just when the clothes were all down, the overhead camera focused below the balcony. It was the dried up frustrated ministers, trying their luck to take the juice back into their life! The smooth was on, when the news broke out : BREAKING NEWS- Karnataka Assembly or Pornataka Cluster! Elite, they may say, these people are human!

Come on!

If Shane Warne can do his bid behind the closed doors with two models, these are mere Ministers. The mistake: They did see it, where media boom was no sleeker than the word knife or the physical broom!

Take care Ministers. Hold your bells. They are important, since you will have to resign and get kicked on the two Bells; DHHONGGGG!!!

Unpacking Thoughts

Calcutta Boys' School, which many other jealous school goers use to identify with their dress that looks like a "waiter", but we always enjoyed our identity as the school, who had the purity (white) as well as the mystery evil, when required (black). And being to school, was more than to identify oneself beholding the pride and tradition of CBS ~ a CBSite!

Today, while browsing through the various pages of facebook (our job eater); I came across a customized page that looked like one of the recent comic relief page; the Bongtips. Similarly there, in front of my eyes, was CBS Tips. Novice and very amateur, the page is a real treat to the Alumni, who can relive the sentences in their memory and think of what they did, back school.

I personally liked a few, of which I would like to mention a few and the art they taught me, which till date, helps!

CBS Tip #13: Only a CBSite can go to the school canteen with an empty pocket and come back with a full stomach. As it is, its true and its good that the tradition remains unchanged even till date. How has this helped me! Well, leave aside school, I always manage to save some more money in my pocket, by eating without the skin of shame from other's boxes! It has helped me in my B.Sc, M.Sc and now in my PhD! Beside saving the money, it saves energy to prepare tiffin and at the same time, makes bond with the humans! ;)

CBS Tip #4: You are not a real CBSite unless you have watched/talked about porn during class. Well, although I seldom did indulge in these during class, but an adolescent mind; its normal! But how has it helped me? Well, I can deal with the topics easily while delivering lectures on reproductive system to my students (B.Sc/ISC/JEE); male or female!

There are many more, but just to break the shackles of famine in the blog-o-land, this small crisp article should do the trick for the January Ratings! After all-

We are Black,

We are White,

We are CBS,

DYNAMITE!

Cheers to Life!

You

Today, with every passing minutes,

    My mind wanders away from me -

My laughter scrapes through the abyss,

    My tears break down my lips -

Is it you whom I have been missing?

   Or, is it the wonder of thy smell?

           Trance -

             Enchanted;

It embosses upon myself.

I hate it when I don't feel it!

     But then I close my eyes,

I speak upon thy image -

     I embrace thy bye!

I miss you dear!

Abar Ahiron

With the sun rising in the East and setting in the West, Ahiron never planned a old schedule get smeared with the daily chores. There was fun and frolic, to welcome the new year and we made it in good stead at the end of Year 2011 and start of 2012.

Pestered with the thoughts of getting into the groove of the winter, it bid a temporary adieu during that time. The dew seemed warm, never the less it was shining like a diamond. It was back to history.  A joy ride into time, with good company. When the smoke embossed the ambiance with its grey lines, whisky cheered its golden way down the throat. There was mystery that was stitched with every drop of the golden fluid. And then came the power cut on the night that we were about to leave.

Prized, at it was. We left it to thyself, planning to revisit the mood, whenever time is ripe again!

My first post in 2012. Its just a new beginning and a belated Happy New Year...

Ahiron, 2012.

Christmas Calcutta

Winter 2011, was lethargic, chilled and enjoyable; just like the way you would expect winter to be after a sweltering summer in the tropics. Calcutta is rocking in Winter and 2011 reminds me of my school days, when the chill was as bone shaking as it is today, (27.12.11; 00:07hrs). Well, it surely would come into the flavor, when I met my school-time pal as well as had a sneak peep into the night life at Park Street and associated areas after 7 long years. After 2004, that is; I have never visited Park Street in Christmas!

The carols weren't heard though, but loved the spices of "Bangali-ana", flavors of Bengal in it! Park Street, on 24th Dec, 2011 was almost inaccessible. Leaving the options of Oly, Mags or PeterCat, Arunima opted for the  Tung Fong - her family restaurant! Munching on the butter fry and tung fong chic specials and chatting over two and a half large pegs of Blender's Pride, I enjoyed my evening with Sudipto, Neel and not to mention, Arunima. Ironically, I celebrated my 10 years of friendship with her, since 2001. Old and seasoned ducks, we are!!!

Some memoirs...

Then there was 25th, December 2011. Well, the spirit was already in, literally as we well as virtually. After completing the quota of my Sunday tuition, I headed for the same place and this time, armed with my Nikon D5000, hoping to capture the moments of smiles and frolic. But Park Street literally clogged my ambition, due to the swarm of Calcutta public. Seemed more like 25000 strong battalion, marching to capture the minimal space of the street, renamed after Mother Teresa as Mother Teresa Sarani. I asked my colleague (Nandana), to board down at Maidan rather than Park Street. It seemed comparatively empty. Well, by the time the girl could arrive in her attire I took the opportunity to aim my lens towards the cultural heritage that Calcutta boasts of! Programs ranging from the tunes of Rabindranath Tagore to the modern pop like Kolaveri D! Little artists came under the spotlight with their recitations, synthesizers, hornets and claps from the masses. It was Christmas Chill in Calcutta. The mood was in and so was the light and sound. The city was vibrant and Calcutta justified her name as the Cultural Capital of India. It never deprives the intellect nor doe sit deprive the capitalists! Neon light flooded the streets announcing their presence within the neurons of the city, ready to give you kind in exchange of cash! There you have, paani-puris, which we adore in the name of fuchka, momos, santa-caps, horns, balloons, soap bubbles... name them, you have them!

And then, there was light too!

Nandana came in and thanks to her, I came across a very nice ritual, which I am not ashamed of mentioning. Lighting the candles infront of Saint Paul's Cathedral. Felt light and happy after doing so, although I have only a pic of her doing the same and a few more...

"Silent Night! Holy Night!

All is Calm, All is Bright!"

26th December, 2011. With India dominating the Boxing Day Test match, Down Under against Australia- little did I know that I will be heading for a fascinating exhibition at the Art College, beside Indian Museum in their annual cultural and art fiesta called Parampara. Its 147th year this time and my Holy Lord! The pinches of never pursuing this career started haunting me as long as I was out there. Some great photography, works of art out of scrap material, painting, knit work and then there was a skit performed on the college grounds. Loved it!

In brief, Calcutta shone and glittered amidst the footsteps of the Santa and Lord Jesus. Looking forward for a great winter ahead and also a great year! 2012, many things will change, but I wish, the winter in Calcutta (Kolkata) remains the same!

Till then... enjoy reading!