Almost two weeks (4months +2 weeks that is) of constantly texting Shreemoyee and nagging nagging and some more of nagging about how I hate being a Pailanite and how I missed “MY” friends and how weird and dehati everyone around is, Debjani’s patent dialogue “Abhi, toke world’r best college e boshiye dileo you would have felt the same way, give it some time”, Dipabarna’s tears flooding all the way from Haldia with “Hyan re, amar o bhalo lagchhe na” and our usual midnight 4way conferences…. I finally am feeling good, I actually am singing and writing and blogging again.




Not that I don’t miss the thousand silly things that used to be normal and regular, I HATE disconnecting Shreemoyee’s calls while the basic electrical engineering sir teaches some shit, I hate the zillion cheapos in class who have just two questions to ask

1. Are you single?

2. Can I have your number?

I hate the constant gossip about BOYS ranging from seniors to the cute guy with ugly girlfriend to the CR, I hate hate hate so very many things. I still remember crying my eyes outs ( a rare thing though) for hours on end with poor Shreemoyee on the receiving end but of late I have started liking the rush to catch the bus, the regular bus VS auto discussions at 'shakher bajar' to save 2 bucks= 1 dose of “nicotine”, I absolutely love the pukur par specially while it rains, I am back to giving names and mimicking

and thank god for the glimpses of Dio that I can finally see in Pailan



“POSIMISM” (the word we invented) is in the air again and I have again started liking LOSERS ;)

WTF

“…


A: Just a sec just a sec, she is dating aaa ki jeno naamta?
J: *** Ali Khan’s grandson
A: The name?
J: *** Ali Khan’s grandson
A: And what does he do?
J: He is *** Ali Khan’s grandson, that is enough…”



LOSER

Ah Dio! My Dio

as I write this I'm ver very sad...everyone apart from my 'Ben' is leaving the city (almost)
from Prerna to Dipabarna to Suchishmita to so very many people... ( G, A, R, J)
and Dr.Dearest sings it loud...
"koi aur ho ya na ho tu hai main hu bus...
jaane tu jaane tu ya jaane na, maane tu, maane tu ya maane na"

Ms.Jahan n Prerna, I miss you
rest... I will miss you a hell lot
*love*