The Rain.

The horses neighs on being pulled by their reins, life needs a RAIN to achieve the calmness in a the fast rat race.

I love walking in the Rain. I love believing that its the best place to shed your tears whence you have no one to fall back upon. It wipes your tears, washed your face, feeds you cool; Soul and Body; and then above all you cry in this space without letting any one know and consequently taking advantage on that.


I dont know how to deal with the matters that come up now ad again, but the only thing that I know, is fire ravaging the plains of my heart and soul, charring my whole existence at the moment. ONLY I can help the situation to cool down, but I need my very close friend: THE RAIN. The Rain God seems wary of my home city. Its dusty and dry with another "d", the death looming hot over the pedestrians. I feel pressed up and squeezed out of life, standing unlit beside the Roadside fence, unable to light up at Dusk!



I despise myself some times. I despise my understanding sometimes. Only water seems my death bed. like the white pelican or swan!

The Yo! Yo!

The fading memories beams out fresh in the tired mind, where the neurons have nothing else to do, but extract the juice from the past and rejuvenate. What happened to the info-media? There are lots of programs on the channel! How about watching movie in a power cut? That too in our house and the one beside and others enjoy the various soaps in the various channels all over. Pathetic!

It was way back in my Montessori days, I guess in 1988. I went out with my grand mom to a relative's place. My mom had certain daily chores to complete, before she can go to the market to buy something or the other! [What was it, I dont remember].

Back then, most of the locality were fed with Direct Current (DC). Hence, power failure was a daily bread and butter for us. It was a hot evening, as far as I could remember and with the dusk was followed by the night fast, myself and grandmom made our way back.

We hoped that mom had returned, but some how the floor was darkened and she seemed not to be back. Dad was also not at home. So, taking the small steps, I led the way, holding grand mom's hand. [I loved doing that, something that fetched me a local pet name, Granny's Stick!]

When we reached the third floor, pitched dark, I felt little nervous. Normal, I must say. Then out of nowhere there was a streak of light that seemed like an "egg" (back then, but now enriched with science, I can say it was vertically elliptical) The flash took place once! Then again, after an interval. I was so nervous that I could, but jump onto my Granny's feet, crouching her like a magnet, crouching the iron frame!

My granny, 57 years back then, just couldnt hold me tight. She was slightly disbalanced, when the floor was lighted and I saw my mom standing in the middle of all the "nuisance". She had bought a lighted Yo Yo, which when spun, got lighted! It shone, like a ghost ray amidst pitch dark!

Today with my Nokia 6300 blinking with warning signal for a missed call or a sms, I seldom fear a dark blink. But that day was scaringly beautiful, a memory well cherished and wish they did come back...!

The Bengal Conspiracy.

West Bengal, India. Once designated as the most hassle-less state of the country, having the greatest intellects in the nation, is now facing one of the largest conspiracy of recent world affairs.

Lalgar in West Bengal stands a testimony to the troubled state under the regime of long established government and the protest of the in-flexible opposition. The inflexibility has gained in momentum, after a sumptuous win in the recently concluded Union Election, where for the first time had the state run power, the CPM faced such a down fall in the past 32 years. Those are common stories, that can be met on within my blog in the March-May editions.

This time the situation is grim. With Mr. Chatradhar Mahato leading the Anti-police/ authority regime in Lalgarh and parts of Jhargram in Medinipur, the Naxalites, declared banned organisation in various states (except West Bengal) have gained in momemtum in a fight against the state run government. With the Naxalites or Maoists as called commonly, Bengal witnesses a big conspiracy in her heartland!

There are numberof thoughts on this, and the ones that I have heard is what I would like to say.

Thought School #1:
A few days was talking with one of my friend over the matter. She was narrating incidents and thought that she had developed after gaining some momentous ideas from her relatives, mainly uncle, her dad!
In 1970s, it was this CPM (the present rulers of WB), used certain policies:
-> Making Bengal's Industries limp by infusing Trade Union amongst workers to safe guard their security of work. In 32 years, the industries have shut down, having an account of more than 40,000 industries shut down. [Even more than the number of Human Genes till date]
-> Used the Maoists or Naxalites to up throw the then Congress Regime under Siddhartha Shankar Ray. Those horrendous days of late 70's are now reflected in Lalgarh!

Today TMC is said to uptake a similar policy to be beside the general farmers and this resulted historic Singur and Nandigram episodes. Now, its Lalgarh! Beliefs are that, they might be supporting the maoists for the anarchism!

Thought School #2:

Mr. Kishan Gajhi, the Maoist leader has told that they have been associated with the TMC in Nadigram! He expected support from Mamata Banerjee's TMC. Listening to the telephonic conversation picked up in one of the Bengali Private News Channel, it seems that this might be a ploy by the CPM itself, to puncture the sails of the yatch of the TMC alliance that had been gaining momentum for the past three years!

This gains evidence because in their presence in the Mao Territory of Jharkhand, Bihar, Orissa, Bengal and Chattisgarh, except West Bengal, all other states have declared that Maoists are a banned organisation! The West Bengal governemnt say, in their 32 years of regime, i(n which they did a number of people and police officials being dead in Mao Territory) are thinking of banning them! They are still THINKING!!!

The conspiracy runs deep. If taken my personal view, the faith in INA is always there, as they will do their job perfectly. The problem is, the conspiracy is tarnishing the Bengal Brigade infront of the World. In my office, last day, I had to answer my US client and explain the situation in Bengal, at the moment. They are interested to know about a "civil war"! Feels bad! Really Bad!!!

The Fall of Mighty Australians.

May be our neighboring country paid gratitude to India, for the Indian help during the Prabhakaran Campaign, by dumping Australia out of the T20 World Championship. But the fall would have been well grafted, had Indians delivered the knock out punch, rather than Sangakara, SL.

The reason to say such things is simple. Avenge to what the Australians are doing to the Indian students down under. They deserve no mercy, and have not be spared one! The dogs are better off in the Kennel, Down Under!

Nature TM

Natural Beauty and Studio Set-Up might seem analogous in the lens, but in truth, nature is for the longer run, while studio is dynamically changing. A known accepted Old Ragged concept.

But when you sit at the sea shore, trying to draw your name on the wet sand, hoping that the waves will not erase them at least once, drawing it deep...very very deep, trying to keep the waves at bay, building small dikes around your name, can you keep the water over run the name for long? One try, two try.... it washed the name from the "face of the earth", practically. Does that justify the sea to be malice?!

The sky seems blue, covering up the stars and the nebulae. At night, the transparency embeds millions of "diamonds in the sky". Ethereal, but standing in the open field, you can have a look no better that out there in the cosmos. But enjoy it on the ground, why? Because of transparency.

Relationships should pay such an attention. Irony to what you say would justify you to be called a crooked minded person. God knows and save the Ryan, but what man thinks is induced by you. Only you can change and no one can. I have a work at hand, and never mind my blog, for it's no more as interesting as it was few weeks back! (I guess)!!!

Happy Fourth Anniversary

June 3rd, 2006:

I started the blog, getting inspired by many of my friends. Finding no other means, I just fitted in something, which I was both the student as well as teacher. I wrote something on Pace Maker Tissue of the Heart. With aspiration in heart to become a life science teacher and thriving at the pinnacle of tutor success, this topic did fit the occassion perfectly.
Marking 2006 as a bench mark to describe my ambition, it takes just four years to shape life. In between, the blog has encountered many names, starting from Somnath's World to Alleys of the Twisted Brain, to Random Thoughts; this now rests and hopefully will retain and justify it's name of Canonical Cacophony.

June 3rd, 2009:

I was busy fixing deals with international clients, never even having the streak of becoming a school teacher and a private tutor left in my approach. An average working man, with big dreams. Something like investing in a Bar is always on the Cards! So, my friends who do have a similar intention, budding "RESTAURANT CHAIN" owners, don't keep a spec of doubt within yourself that the proposer of this concept will turn his fat butt away from you.

Its would always been a great deal if I had pursued a PhD in Cancer Biology, but interesting part is, I am enjoying the adventure of my job. I always knew that I am flexible and can perform any job within time, in spite of having my style and pace in brewed in it. I am enjoying something which I seldom know: INTERNATIONAL TRADE! And mind it, I think I am going at a very good pace!

After a long gap, I happened to stumble onto the show of my Iconic Entrepreneur, Mr. D. Trump. I was watching the Celebrity Apprentice show aired on Star World, tonight. Someday, I even dreamt of walking the path of Mr. Trump. May be that is too far a though, luke Mr. Patterson, I can say : AIM FOR THE STARS AND REACH THE MOON. May be, a National Player wont be a bad deal for this life I guess!!!