Thursday, May 21, 2009

First Impression : The last Impression??? ... Well, not always

It was a short stop on our way to Bangalore. So we three decided to take a look at the city. 3 hours, a metro ride and some roaming around later I came to the conclusion that this is not a city I would like to visit again. That was my short visit to The City of Joy, Kolkata.

6 years later, today, the perception has changed. It was not love at first sight but slowly but surely I have come to like this city. While getting my document all ready to get them transferred I came to realize that now I am being disconnected from this city. Well, anyway I was not to be here for the next one and half year or so, but still the feeling lingered. And these moments are not me and my college, strangely it was me standing still and watching the soul of Kolkata rushing past me.

The fun filled outings in city, those late night parties at rest/bars whose list is endless .Returning back all senseless and drunk.

Asking addresses from strangers and when telling them” Aami bangla bujhte pari na”, their attempt at translating their answer into Hindi.

Our abuses for the crazy climate of the city. The heat was bearable but the humidity was a word that we came to abhor over the years. It was just too much.

The torturous bus rides, serene tram experience and the hustling metro trips. Not to forget the ferry rides and watching the sun settling down slowly.

Watching people standing in bus queue, for almost an hour, to get a seat in the next bus. Even till today I haven’t understood why they stand for so long to have an hour ride back home sitting. One of the most interesting scenes - whoever got seat in bus would fall asleep no matter if its journey to office in the morning or they are returning home.

The most famous one liner about Kolkata that I heard, “if you can’t get a girl in Kolkata you can never get a girl at any other place”. Well, I never agreed to this theory but my friends had enough instances to prove that adage.

The Adda culture of Kolkata is something thats sets the mood of the city. Groups of various age groups hanging out together in their locality was a sight.

I had just left MMD, had light a smoke that these memories came flooding and the rain just added that much drama into it. It felt like the rain is soaking me to the core. I was happy for there was no sight of taxi on my way back. But as Tanta and Dharam wanted to avoid rain, pretty sadly I had to return by taxi. Again I left taxi at their place and started my last leg of walk in the rain of Kolkata. Also had one last dig at not to be forgotten, tasty golgappas .

As my walk came to end the rain stopped and the sense of nostalgia was taken over by the memory of my first short stop at the city. I laughed and thought “How wrong first impressions could be.”

Whoever said that First impression was the last impression , was certainly out of his mind.

Monday, May 11, 2009

in the flying zone

This is a post where i'm gonna put just few things ........

like some blah blah blah of mine

not general thoughts ....its for thoughts i dont get usually ... its only after when i m flying high that i get into something unreal and ........
where u can laugh, cry, frawn,moan,weep,shout, etc. etc..
even without the presence of perons,events, location etc, etc,.

it took me a long time to post this msg, atleast thats what the clock is telling. but i feel like i types this msg in usual tym ......

is it that i am experiencing some "Time Warp". Am i seeing things in faster or slower motion or faster...

coz right now i can see the rotation of the fan like its revolving very slowly. or the speed of the ball like its been thrown at 1/100th of its speed ... 
and things like that

but at the same time i m also seeing slower things/evens in faster motion
like a day.or month or year or decade passed in such a hurry that i cudnt see it zooming past .. and so i dont remember them ... 

so this is real fun i remmbr sumthng new n forgettng... for a monent ..... some orld things

i said forgetting for a moment
coz i know aafter a while, when i ll back from my flying excercise

i hv tried real hard to use the correct keys in ma kyboard to avoid major typos ........

Thank you All

~Written while Flying

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

I Love You

Take a gun
And shoot my head
But say 'I love you'
Before I'm dead

Don't let me leave
Thinking it's a lie
Just say 'I love you'
Before I die

Take my body
Burry it in peace
But say 'I love you'
Before I cease

Come and Visit
Day by day
But say 'I love you'
As you walk away

Don't let them think
You did it in hate
You said 'I love you'
This was my fate

You did it in love
Just like I asked
You said 'I love you'
As I passed

~ Michelle Pope

Friday, May 1, 2009

Good luck Mexico!

Swine flu !!!!!!!!

Frankly speaking I had never heard about this epidemic before. My never falling sick, in my memory, has made me a little over-confident and I still don't know what this disease is all bout or its symptoms and cure or precaution. But still I am scared. Scared for her

Mexico has been the worst hit Country as of now. I feel sorry for the people of Mexico. So friendly, so welcoming.They try their best to make you feel at home. Salina Cruz was the city I visited there.

Its not developed enough to be compared to the metros of India but has all the necessary infrastructure and entertainment facilities. Going to the FOR-EX to get Mexican pesos was the best start I could have. We got almost 10 Pesos for 1 USD and the count of currency going 10 times is always welcome.

The memories of me sitting with my colleagues is so clear that it still seems to have happened only few weeks away. Not being an English colony, English speaking people are very rare there. 3 months of my Spanish classes did help me a bit but still it was their eagrness to help us made our time more enjoyable. Drinking beer till loosing my senses was amazing. I didn't have much time to see monuments or places so the beer spree was the almost all that made my leave their memorable. Well i said almost....

Latinas are certainly one of the most beautiful girls in the world. I had to buy accessories so went to a mobile shop. But i didn't buy any thing. That girl in the Mobile shop talking to me endlessly and we not understanding a single word, b'coz I was not listening to, or rather I should say was not able to listen to what she was saying. That was the only thing that happened there, exchange of names and greeting were some of the things that went as they should.

Standing there I was running out of adjectives to describe how beautiful she was. And then I came to the conclusion that "Not only my Spanish but my English is also pathetic !!

Señorita!! Deseo que usted sea seguro y sonriente, la manera que usted todavía sonríe en mis memorias.