Sigh

Tests of Time?

Drop botheration
Seek blessing
Hope strongly
Pray endlessly
Whine continuously
Cry secretly

And repeat!

The distant song suggestions from Ahmedabad can make you more miserable even though you are amazed how much you can relate to it. Rito's out of the blue 'old school people do not understand lust-power-money-ego' will distract you a little yes, but not for too long.

However,
you know, you just know, things would be JUST how you think they would be. For ever and ever and a little while more :*
Please?

Tomay Dilam Aaj

For the first time in the last 15days, I did not think of a certain thing for some time yesterday, when the all so cool Friday jamming session was on and Thank God the Ankitas were all too eager to stalk the overrated drummer who eventually did not play yesterday. But, what talented people all around my GAWD!

I had been missing the college fests, other than the forever ghyan ghyan topic yesterday morning itself and my otherwise gloomy day ended on a 2 minute of happy music evening, until they started with the super prolonged “kokhon tomar ashbe telephone” where Aniket-Chire duo killed it of course but I do not exactly enjoy the lyrics that I relate to these days! Brings me a few teardrops or a prolonged sigh and silence, these songs, especially Mohiner Ghoraguli. But that does not take away the fact that I would forever remember yesterday for giving me my one moment of smile in a long long time.

Accenture, Thank You!

Also, this song that I did not know existed. Depressing and Hopeful song. Oxymoron much? Also, I think they played it better than original yesterday. Also :(

Isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?

I wonder at times, at most times ‘these days’, which would probably last till I am off to hell and most unfortunately.

I would have received a little genuine love if I did not bring back that empty bottle of coke from Domino’s home. So LS that was! I know, I so know. Now. How Maa was always right when she told me people will judge and run away because of these things, these small things that I never cared about before doing or saying for that matter and I told her to shut up, always because I am so stupid.

How different and love rich life would have been if I liked coffee. I mean who hates coffee? It is THE most posh and cool thing around. How would people ever love someone who does not love coffee? How would they connect? See! Take lesson dear reader, if any, any at all. Drink coffee and alcohol. Try going to the GYM atleast, before you get too fat and ugly to be loved anymore. TODAY!

If I listened to Maa and got more friendly with the skipping rope during the ‘growing’ years, or skipped that weekend nap and gone for a facial more recently, that would have made me a little more perfect, a little more eligible? Oh yes! Of course. I could have taken up cooking atleast. Cake baking? Gurer Ice cream making? Kichhui j parina!

 Ever wondered how you always know the answers to your “why me” questions?

Happy People Depress Me -_-

Belief and Disbelief

It's the same look with which S leaves Unitech Gate2, sharp at 6pm, still checking the right side for the apologetic visit from Erricson which she believes would happen, every fucking day.
It's the same look with which I check the whatsapp notifications, swiping it down, throwing it away, disappointed but still believe it would be there just the next time for sure, every fucking time.

Oh Dear Life! You could be a little less cruel :)

There is a great person, who claims, there are two ways to be loved:

1. Look well

2. Cook well

Oh well well well :D