Time is life

Times do change; the transformation hits us the hardest when we stumble upon our once cherished long forgetten hobbies. Like i have today ....when i out of nowhere decided to take a peek on this blog! That was an era when time was something this commoner had in abubdance....not anymore! Out of the scarce resources that we enlist on this planet earth time is the most precious one. It do remind us of the good moments, the rough tides, the nostalgic world, the blurred dreams, the parting aways, the laughter of friendship, the adventures, everything. And it in a way also culminates into what we call our life!

Thats why the cliche saying persists still- enjoy every moment to the fullest!!!!

C+R+O+S+S+R+O+A+D+S

Well Friends......I guess it happens in every human soul's life, that suddenly at one point, one discovers oneself in the midst of crossroads(A.l.a Tom Hanks in the last scene of "Cast Away");  unable to decide which road to tread on. Will the path taken lead you to the desired destination or will it turn out to be the one which will lead to another road of opportunity completely unforeseen at the present point or will it squash every hope by terminating in a lifeless dead end? Coz in life, we don't normally have the opportunity to back gear to the point where it all went wrong and start all ova again!!

                 So in life, its about taking risks at such times(needless to say there's no certainty of reward) :P Leaving this tussle of risk and reward behind, lemme present to you a food for thought-----


Well, think of this beautiful planet called EARTH...where we mortals reside, it is ornamented with unscalable heights, unthinkable depths, diverse terrains, beautiful landscpaes and what not. Not only these, our predecessors have also contributed to its glorious beauty by building many works of WONDERS!! We are all free people with having freedom to travel anywhere and sleep in the lap of our beautiful mother earth.....but just think are we, commoners, really allowed to do so? There is a huge barrier which is called money or moolah , the insignificant looking paper with numbers scribed on it, invented by us for helping some of us to crush the dreams and aspirations of some others of us. This paper, if you have in abundance, at your disposal, will allow you to experience whatever you aspire, will compel you to greed for more.....and which if you have scarce, will make your life devoid of even the basic amenities of life. So, the fact is that even if we live in a democratic(of the people, for the people and by the people: having all the freedom as a citizen) country, if you don't have cash in your wallet, "Sorry bro, you are not free to go anywhere"! So, Money can be termed as for the people(those who have it), against the people(those who don't have it), by the people(created by people). So, even if one feels that one has every right to experience the architecture of the Great Walls or the ferocious Niagara Falls or the romance of Venice; but he/she is not free to do so--the hurdle being money. And even after spending the whole lifetime on this planet, the most intelligent of the animals is even unable to see even one third of it...leave aside the dream of roaming all around the globe! 
         The social status(rich/poor), the share market, the growth of countries, the corruption, the charity, the happiness of life, the government....each and every thing you point out revolves around money.........Just think--- In the race to be better than one another, aren't we creating obstacles in the path of our won growth? For clarification we refers to we..............the HUMANS...... 






Think about all these, while I decide the path which I ought to take....


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I Feel....

All alone in this unknown woods,
With no one but solitude as my soul companion.....
Sometimes the darkness engulfs the path
and I have no one to hold my arm.......

Here comes the roaring sea to unleash its fury and sink me in...
I am rowing but the island is nowhere to be seen....
Wish some one comes along, kisses my forehead and gives a hug
Coz sometimes these things shut down all the tensions and make one calm!!!


Well, you may have understood that I am having tryst with problems in my life....don't wanna go into the detailing....but whenever the problems come they have a "beautiful" habit of arriving in groups!!!(Better than humans, as they have got unity amongst themselves).

For the time being, I just want to sleep in my mom's lap coz that a therapy thats makes every commoner's mind to hibernate and forget that a word named "stress" exist in his life!! But the problem is Maa is FAR FAR AWAY.....................

The most awaited call….I received….thank you god…

Finally it’s the d day – wow!

I was waiting to get this call from this commoner.

The call went like this:

My ringtone: If I got down on my knees just to be with you, if I crossed a million oceans just to…..

Mishti: Haanji……(busy talking with people in office(least to mention their names))..lollzz

Commoner: Mishtu…job lag gayi

Mishti: Huh……surprised and amazed….not able to believe my ears

Commoner: Haanji….will receive a mail within next 15 minutes from them, fir batata hun

Mishti: Wow…sachi..Wow…(disconnected the call with a smile on my face)

Well the two people around me in the office were still looking at me to find out the reason for this smile…but I cant tell them..coz I don’t want to reveal this fact…as I am busy flirting these dayzz….:P

Okie….now this post is dedicated to the fact that this commoner got a job…..thats something really great to say and hear….wow…
Sorry, lemme get out of this thing….

Why is this news so important for me?

Well there are a lot of things I wanted to purchase, now that he has got the job…meri to chaandi hi chaandi hai yaar…….

Naanushhh…yaar I still ENVY that ENVY dress…both mast hai wo…:P, then there is a beautiful tunic at Westside…..mast hai yaar wo bhi…..

Don’t forget my chocolates……and yes my red roses…..I just love red roses…but tum humesha dena bhool jaate ho….. :P
Laalach karna buri bala hai..so I am also happy because ab ye “BEROZGAR” nahin raha….tensions khatam ho gayi …..dad Kolkata ni bulayenge isse ab and that means we will have a lot more time to spend together…..wow !wow !wow !

Now its party time…to chalo fir c ya people around sometime later…..shopping time will start once he gets his paycheque……maja aai gava yaar…..
But before I sign out, lemme do something really important…..
I would like to thank God and secondly I apologize to him for being a such a brat that I even fought with you and stopped praying….but bhagwan ji ek baat to batao….kal hi aapse ladai kari, aaj hi aapne job lagva di…kyun jee….mujhe ladte hue dekhne mein maja aata hai kya aapko….

Bade wala shoolllyyyyyyy bhagwan ji…..and bade wala thanku bhi….love you loads…and I had, I have and I will always have faith in you…….

Luv,

Mishti

A SIGH OF RELIEF

30.04.2010(today's date), If we add the numbers comes out to be 3+4+2+1=10, which is again 1+0=1....Is 1 my lucky number, if yes, I dint have the faintest idea all these 23yrs....and am not doing Numerology(wish I knew that....would have made some money selling these numbers to those fools who are firm believer of all these bulls**t)
But, something really fell in place today, something clicked today

For, today marked the striking out of all the CONFUSIONS AND DILEMMAS (refer earlier post), despair, depressions, shattering confidence, creeping doubts over one's ability, crushing ego, unanswered prayers, uncertain future, silent sobs and what not(ran out of more horrifying adjectives :P),my never ending wait seems to have ended at last. "TRING TRING" went my cell and upon hearing the words- "CONGRATULATIONS YOU ARE SELECTED", a sigh of relief was felt by the person who had forgotten the meaning of being relieved!! I know .......is not a dream start but now I have a step to place my foot on and now I can again feel the confidence fluid being injected in my veins.....which is providing me the courage and long forgotten belief in my abilities to climb one step after another and to reach the sky and fly on the wings of my dreams......YES.....I AM DREAMING AGAIN!!!

Just before donning the professional hat of the working man and tearing apart the tag of "unemployed", I would like to thank all those people without whose undaunting support I wouldnt have survived the vigorous storm(like every other actor thanks before accepting his/her award....the award in question is that of employment...more prestigious to me than the oscars):

THANK YOU TO:

------- Johny Bhaiya for literally being with me always...it was impossible for this lone soul to battle against the fury!!

------- Prithvi Da for forwarding innumerable mails and referring my CV to each and every contacts you have and not to forget the support and guidance you always provided!!

------- Baba for being patient for such a loooooooooooooooong time, I understand your condition and hope that I fulfill your wishes and bring smile to your face!!

------- Maa for everything..........

------- Choti Bahu & party, for praying for me, wont forget you....may god bless you :)

------- Sibu for giving me the motivational call when I needed the most!!

------- Mishti for again everything......(hope wont have to empty your purse to support your 'worthless' BF anymore)!!

------- Many of my relatives including Boro Mamu, Tumpi Di who tried their best......to get me a job!!

------- My delhi friends Mali for all your sincere efforts ;) Webby for standing beside your DA, Richi for being a cute sis!!

------- And Thank you soooooo much GOD...been angry with you, dejected with you, cried in front of you, pleaded before you...thanks for hearing me out and thanks for blessing me.........THANK YOU SOOOO SOOOO MUCH!!


Sorry if I havent mentioned anyone.....but seriously I thank you all.....

Here comes the rain.....washing all the tensions down......cooling off.....bringing respite from the unbearable heat......and I wanna get drenched to my bones with my eyes closed.....and rediscover the feeling of being relieved!!!!! SO am offffffff....................................

WiTh LoVe FrOm MISHTI.........

Long back I was asked to write as a guest for this blog, but due to my lethargic nature I never made any efforts to pen down anything, or it should be type down anything. Sorry for the bad PJ, but you will have to bear a few of these throughout this post.

Oops….. I forgot to introduce myself. I am being referred to as MISHTI in earlier posts. I have been following this blog for long, but then I don’t know what happened to the writer that he stopped blogging. May be one of the major reasons is that I came to Delhi, that turned his idle time into a hectic schedule of picking and taking me to places I wanted to visit and then again dropping me back to my place. This indulged a lot of time and money obviously for him not for me.

Now that I am asked to type down something for the blog, I would like to discuss how we faced two completely different emotions when I came to Delhi.

We shared a long distance relationship for past 2 and half years and unlike others we had the most beautiful relationship. We used to talk about every little thing when we are miles apart. But then came 15^th June, 2009, I came to Delhi, took admission in the same college and became his junior. As you all must be thinking now that we would have had the best times ever studying in the same college, it was all so different. A couple, who was admired by friends for their understanding relationship earlier, was found fighting over small issues.

Reasons for the same were that, earlier we used to live in our very own ways and since we were miles apart we used to share everything on phone but when we came near I used to think that everything is in front of his eyes and so why do I need to repeat everything whereas he missed his earlier Mishti. I used to take up fights with him and he used to try his hard to stop those fights. Second thing was that I am person who loves being in groups and he wanted me to spent some good time with him, which again was a problem with me, another reason to take up a fight. There were times when both of us were so irritated with all these that sometimes I used to think whether it will be possible for us to stay together or not, for our whole life. I remember, the person I always felt was the most compatible person for me, I called him incompatible.

But then we discussed all this, we found out what was wrong with us. I guess he no more misses his old Mishti as now I am with him for ever. I realized this thing when his dad asked him to come back to Kolkata for job. At that time I felt so alone, I felt I am loosing something very close and loosing my “PICK AND DROP SERVICE”. Sorry for one more PJ naanush… [: P]

So for all those who are in love, do keep in mind that talking things out is something which is really important for a relationship to survive. For those who are in relationship just for the sake of flirting never sit and discuss things because then you might end up in staying with a person you were just flirting with….fir ye mat bolna k kahan aake phass gaya…sorry for the PJ. [: P]

Now let’s ask this Commoner to get back and start blogging, because these days he is having a very tough time and a person going through all this can write the best…there goes mera ek aur PJ…..sachi PJ mare iss blog mein to maine….lollzzz…

Luv,

Mishti

OF CONFUSIONS and DILEMMAS

It took an awful lot of time for this post to materialise for not so important reasons....
Well "creative" things require peace of mind, which was nowhere to be found among the dense mist which had covered even the gleam of sunshine!!!! Its the mist of confussions and dilemmas, its a situation when one sees question marks everywhere....and trust me they are EVERYWHERE!!

? ....This big question mark is called JOB.....after slogging "hard"(given my lazy standards) for 1 year and 3 months( still 5 months to go) in an institute, am getting desperate to pocket a job but the question mark over my, yet to start and will be fabulous, carreer is still hanging! The companies visiting the campus are not anything to write about........ offering decreasing pay packages one after the another(with one company even offering 1.2 lacs p.a....some one joked that it would put us even below the taxable slab). So for the time being its like a never ending wait for the one offer that would hopefully open gates to success.
Its a time when a commoner feels when one should stop asking money from one's parents( who have patiently waited and supported me all these years)....and it feels bad to ask for more...(sense of responsibility creeping in...maybe).
I want to spend some romantic time with Mishti but in todays world romance too comes with a price tag.....as we need to shell out sacks of coins to spend some half an hour in CCD. Thus money do matter in this harsh materialistic world....and given my already explained situation its another ?

On top of it, I, for the first time, in my, more than 5 years "exile", I am missing home, I am missing dadu who is 99 not out...and approaching his century next year(he still remembers old memories and is strong enough to do his own work himself...not long ago he would also visit Post office for managing his account),I am missing baba, missing watching him sincerely and seriously work hard even at this age for our better future(which should have been my responsibility....just pray to god gimme even the half of the sincerity and seriousness towrads work and I will reach stars), missing his mischivious jokes( to tease maa (with me giving company in teasing) when he's in a jovial mood), missing the excitement on his face when one praises the delicious food cooked by him(Cooking is a hobby). And I am missing maa without whom my life seems colourless(sorry maa for hurting you on countless occassions), I miss her care, her scolding, her lessons, her advice, her understanding, her everything when she is not here with me.........ya...how can I forget the dishes she prepares only for her only son( no one can match maa's dishes as she adds the unique ingredient that can't be found in any food prepared by any chef in this world..that is...her love)............So another ?
Finally, the boat of my rock solid relation is swinging amidst confused waters due to repercussions of all these things.............= ?

The searchlight is on and the path will be found soon coz I know that it is this optimism which will see me through this misty period of confusions and dilemmas......
and the optimism is derived from the strength generated from the hopes of all the precious people standing beside me!!!