Of proposals...

And while we were at our stupid best... Neel took 'dare' and had to propose to Ayantika. While he was about to propose (again and this time in front of everyone) I asked him if he would say "will you marry me" and he said no. I questioned again and he said "oita jokhon nijer paa e darabo" and that took  my heart away. (I thought I would write so much but somehow this is all i could manage to write). So he finally went down on his knees and said "I Love You" and she blushed. Ayantika became pink and I re-realised that 'I Love You ' is, was and shall forever be a statement and NOT a question

Improbable Romance

I was your priority,

A very high second priority I was.

When the world went off to sleep,

On the rain beats we danced.

Another cup of coffee blew out smoke,

The world moved happily again,

Another day passed ahead,

Of blame game and dominance.

Before you said anything

All you said was nothing.

And silently turned the page

Breaking the last string.

Fire and  ice came together.

Ice got charred, fire was silenced,

For their's really was, as they call it,

An absolute 'improbable romance' .

Some days are diamonds some days are stones

...Dark and dusty, painted on the sky,
misty taste of moonshine
teardrop in my eye...


...And that is why I wanted you to know,
Sometimes I feel like a sad song
Like I'm all alone without you, without you...

...Dream about the days to come

When I won't have to leave aloneAbout the times that I won't have to say ...

...like a walk in the rain
like a storm in the desert,
like a sleepy blue ocean ...

GOD

TAGGED (by suchishmita who will never read this)

Full Name: Abhishikta Chakraborty

Age: buri

Birthday: 28th of August

Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 92 Truths about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you.

(To do this, go to "notes" under tabs on your profile page, copy and paste this note, erase my answers and enter your own, tag people in the under portion of the app then click save.) 

{eta I wont do}

WHAT WAS YOUR:

1. Last beverage : Mattha :P

2. Last phone call : Shreemoyee

3. Last text message : Moulika

4.Last song : Oh My Love

5. Last time you cried : *thinking*

HAVE YOU EVER:

6. Dated someone twice : no

7. Been cheated on : yes

8. Kissed someone & regretted it : no

9. Lost someone special : yes

10. Been depressed : yes 

11. Been drunk and threw up : nah

LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:

12. white

13. black

14. ummmm depends

SINCE LAST YEAR (2010), HAVE YOU:

15. Made a new friend : Yes...!!

16. Fallen out of love : yeah

17. Laughed until you cried : Yes...

18. Met someone who changed you : no nah nahin

19. Found out who your true friends were : YES (in capitals) YES!

20. Found out someone was talking about you : Yes

21. Kissed anyone on your FB friend's list : yes obviously 

GENERAL:

22. How many people on your FB friends list do you know in real life: most of them. almost all of them

24. Do you have any pets: NO. 

25. Do you want to change your name : not any more

26. What did you do for your last birthday : first college strike, first mass bunk, first movie with college friends :D

 27. What time did you wake up today: 7:15 then 7:20 then then 7:25 then 7:30 then 7:35 then 7:40 then 7:45 and finally 7:45 :(

28. What were you doing at midnight last night : strumming

29. What’s something you can't wait for: a trip to ladakh :/

30. Last time you saw your mother: an hour ago

31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: JEE results

32. What are you listening to right now: maaeri- debraj sir

33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom? yes :D

34. What's getting on your nerves right now: irritating status messages and public displays of affection

 35. Most visited webpage : facebook, youtube, blogger

37. Nickname(s) : oneeeeeeeek

38. Relationship Status : widowed

39.Zodiac Sign : virgo

40. Male or Female: female

41. Elementary : St. John's Diocesan Girls' H.S. School

42. High School : St. John's Diocesan Girls' H.S. School

43. College : Pailan College Of Management and Technology

44. Hair color : Black

45. Long or short hair : Somewhere in the middle

46. Height : bolbo na :/

47. Do you have a crush on someone?: some one? there are soooooo many of them

48. What do you like about yourself? what nonsense?

50. Tattoos : hope to get one

51. Righty or lefty :  righty

FIRSTS :

 

52. First surgery : No :(

53. First piercing : yup! ear

54. First best friend : not best friend but first amazingly GOOD friend holo Ria

55. First sport you joined : NOTHING. nothing at all

56. First vacation :  dongargarh

RIGHT NOW:

59. Eating : lays

60. Drinking :nothing

61. I'm about to: have dinner :P

62. Listening to : Awargi

63. Waiting for : :O 

YOUR FUTURE :

64. Want kids? YES!!!!!!! :)

65. Get Married? definitely

66. Career? what about it?

WHICH IS BETTER :

67. Lips or eyes : Eyes definitely

68. Hugs or kisses : hugs fcos

69. Shorter or taller : in the middle

70. Older or Younger : huh?

 71. Romantic or spontaneous? romantic

72. Nice stomach or nice arms : it all depends 

73. Sensitive or loud : Sensitive.

74. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship!!

75. Funny or Shy?: funny

HAVE YOU EVER :

76. Kissed a stranger : no!

77. Drank hard liquor : yuppp

80. Broke someone's heart : sigh...yaaa

81. Had your own heart broken : Yes..

82. Been arrested : Nope

83. Turned someone down : Ya...duhh

84. Cried when someone died : yes. fred

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

86. Yourself : NO

87. Miracles : well..dey do happen..so yes!

88. Love at first sight : yes

89. Heaven :yes..

90. Santa Claus : YES!

91. The tooth fairy : yaaa 

92. Angels :  yes..:)...:P

Too Strong a Woman

The smell of cigarette still lingered in her mouth

When he first kissed her with all love and passion.

And since then they called her

Too strong a woman for a strong man.

She was too busy reading

When dedicating to her, he first sang.

And yet again they called her

Too strong  a woman for a strong man.

While he tried making her happy,

She tested what all he could, what all he can,

And they undoubtedly called her 

Too strong a woman for a strong man.

One fine day he was seen

Doing all that he always did, but for a different 'her',

Bowing down to beauty personified,

Dreaming of together reaching the stars.

And she broke down behind the closed door

But not a drop of tear from her eyes ran,

For she wanted the world to know her

As too strong a woman for a strong man.

No desvies la mirada Quedate cerca de mi

The hero I had dreams about...
The villain I hated...
The friendships I loved...
The loves I enjoyed...
The EVERYTHING of my teenage days...

Farewell Harry

Lessons

A late morning as always and Pocha pissed me big time by making us wait while the bus left right in front of our eyes because she had to buy some stupid face wash (yes open your mouth wide or laugh)

Incident1:
And then we took the next bus. I got up last on the 'faka' bus and saw a 5takar coin on the shiri and picked it up. I got up to see this bachcha, like every alternate day who coaxes till sir gives him some money, standing and looking at me, about to push me like always and ask for money. I just gave him that coin and went off to to the seats. I smiled as i saw him neatly putting the coin inside the "rath" (though ultorath is long gone).

Nevermind, as I was telling sir about this incident this boy came back again and pushed my hand and this time I was RUDE to him and gave him a dirty look. The look was as rude as rudeness can be. I even said something mean but he sweetly smiled and pushed my hand again and gave me a broken 'batasha' and gave sir the rest.
I was in awe. He then gave a bigger piece of batasha from his rath to pocha and left and I was left with self-disgust

Incident 2:
As always I dominated and pulled the other two specifically Olivia out of college during lunch break who was dying (quite literally) to stay at Pailan till 5:30. So we were at KFC after about 45minutes and while the other two went to bring food, I waited and observed the table right next to me where 5 women sat.They looked happier than most of us present there. While most of the couples either had 'sophistic' cold wars and few (US) were bitching about the whole world, these 5 females smiled and smiled and smiled and I finally I understood that they cant hear or speak.
Now this was a moment of self disgust again. Amidst bunks and lies and fights and calling names and PNPCs and  cold wars and diplomacy and what not, that went through my mind at that moment, here were these less fortunate but more fortunate people who laughed with all they had.

I was numb after a very very long time today. One of them called me to take their group photo and this probably was the only good thing I did today.

The Car

"Baba, our English teacher wants us to write an essay about what we want to achieve in life." said Anuj.
"So write my son. Write about your dreams, your desires"-said Prakash while they walked out of their one roomed, asbestos roofed, small home towards Anuj's school on a rainy morning.
They walked for about five minutes to 'Shishu Vidyalaya' and Anuj asked, "Have you achieved what you wanted to Baba?". Prakash smiled and said "School eshe gechhe, bye son." and walked back, while the raindrops falling today, took him back in time when it rained.

Maria stood there half drenched at the bus stop. It was raining heavily and her half turned umbrella shuttered loudly, A car splashed water on her white school dress. She stood there adjusting one strand of hair behind her ear. Her dark eyes waiting for a bus, tried to avoid the gaze of roadside romeos who scanned her wet clothes and her from head to toe. Maria looked scared, embarrassed and Prakash burnt with rage but couldn't say a word.
It was that moment when Prakash decided to buy a car once he grows up and earns enough. His Maria will never have to get wet by the mud and water. He will be the man to buy her a car and thus they'll together enjoy the monsoons. Prakash, the chai-wala beside 'Agnes Convent School', that day knew what he wanted to   achieve in life- A Car

Prakash soon reached the stand and brought out keys from his pocket. He started the yellow and black mode of income of his and drove off...

I am extremely proud and happy and relieved about the fact that the best friend will now head towards gate no.4

I wish I too could slip on a chappal and wear those dirty shorts, wake up at 10 and with smoky eyes go to the place I always wanted to. But yeah... it feels nice to see someone else living your dreams and she feels sad about others living her dream too.
Life is a BITCH i tell you

Silent Surrender

The Envelope

The feeling of getting that one envelope that has 'taka' (3rd time)
The kind of 'khaam' which you have been giving others over the years
is
AMAZING!

A streak of light on the dark side of the moon...

Some people (I specifically mean Mou) have it all (I specifically mean talent)

:*

I-G-N-OR-E

Back in class VI Mrs.Banerjee, our English teacher, once asked us about that one song or a few songs which somehow reminds us of something, of someone, The song which you would listen not only to appreciate its melody or lyrics but the one which you would just listen quietly no matter how bad it is and smile.

Well I could not think of any song as such and could not even understand what exactly she said. After the class and during the class, we had this huge giggling session at the romantic ideas and thoughts that ‘miss’ wanted to incorporate within us.

Yesterday, I was listening to “dil da vasta” and smiled throughout. After the 5minutes 15seconds of the song I reheard the “woh jo mujhe dekh k hase” part thrice i guess till I fell asleep and now I somewhat know what Mrs.Ban wanted to say and almost tokhuni got a text from Satabdi which said "I think ****** liked...." and no I won't write much but I actually miss my XI-XII tuition days when I thought I was in love. We all were in love to be more precise and no one is with the ones they were back then but yes... the "they"s were, are and shall forever be the 'firsts'

As Shreemoyee puts it "The first time thing is always special you know"
I don't miss out watching every single photograph in a certain profile and that's exactly the case with very many of us who only have forwarded messages to send to THE ones

I remember looking at him from the corner of my eye right from day one and eventually fucking my joint entrance staring at the orange fanta (satabdi and shreemoyee would know). Given a chance now, I would not even give a second look at the one I saw throughout the 2hrs*2 per week during my high school days.
The absolute bhodro guy * once fell in love with (love if you call it) who has turned as kebla as one can get still brings back amazing memories and I write this today after an overdoze of love aajkal songs.
I so wish Shreemoyee and Rajiv to get back together.

This blog does not make much sense. Guess I have lost it.
BUNK

Does it bother him not
When he wakes up without her by his side
And happily pass the day ahead
Wind up and call it a night?

He was never the 'hero'
Just the man she wanted to grow old with
Yes a fool she really was, to expect
Unconditional love till the last time she breathes

They sailed together hand in hand
Enduring the storms enduring the pain
And while his 'first love' brought him beauty and lust
She brought him disgrace she brought him shame

So he tore her apart from life
With the turbulence inside she fought
But not thinking of her whenever  it rains
Does it bother him not?