Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Don't like it but miss it!
Kolkata, the city of joy for some reason I am yet to know, warmth of people I am yet to feel. Don't like the city, the heat, the traffic and there are so many things to mention but for some reason I miss it. There is something there that I just miss it. Every time I go there I want to get out of there as soon as possible but when the time comes to leave, I don't want to. Strange!
Saturday, May 21, 2011
So much
So much to see, so much distractions, so much to learn, so much restrictions, so much to do, so much taboo, so much to be, so much fears and the life passes by, just like that.
Friday, May 20, 2011
If the Premier League were to copy IPL
We all know that the IPL has been copied from the Premier League or the other European football Leagues, they've even copied the Champions League concept. However, you ever wonder how the football leagues will be if they were to copy it from the cricket IPL? Here is a list of things that could have been.
This is what the commentators might be saying:
At half time : Maxx Mobile Half Time
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Delhi -4, bigger, badder and better
Time was again for a Delhi trip and this has to be one of the best trips. Unlike my previous visit to Delhi which involved my father, the next involving both my parents, the 3rd one being smooth, this time, I was CAUGHT!
After success of my last trip to Delhi, alone, I made the same plan this time. Duronto to Delhi and back by Rajdhani, only this time the Rajdhani was headed for Mumbai instead of Kolkata. I wasn't caught last time, in fact my parents didn't even doubt that I was outside. A friend (Apratim) was also going with me, which technically makes things better as I can say he has come over to spend the weekend with me.
Like last time, as soon as I reached Pune station I called home to say I have gone out for college, eating at Kiran's and shall be heading soon. It failed. Somehow my mom got a hunch that I was up to something. She asked me if I am going to Mahabaleshwar or Goa or up to something similar. I knew, tough time is ahead.
In the train, I saw the people with us were all guys, however the side berth had a couple and a child who was the loudest I have ever seen in a train. I had to wait for her to sleep before I could call my mom. Around 3 in the afternoon I got the chance and told her I am outside with my friend having lunch and she woke up. Mom heard her and her suspicion grew stronger. She called the maid and asked her to check if I was home. My land line was tried and I had to say its out of order. She called an aunt to find out their line is working. She now knows I was lying.
In the evening, when I called again, my mom could hear voices of people, she was also pissed off that I wasn't home. She called dad, who was out of town and said "Your son has gone somewhere". This was followed by a chain of calls every 10-15mins alternatively from dad and mom with mom being angry like anything. Dad was trying to keep mom quiet, being supportive of me as ever. Meanwhile, I was losing my cool. She then asks me to tune in to ETV Bangla and say what's going on, I told her watch news about Bandra fire and cut the call. I knew about the fire as my friend received an sms about it 10mins back.
Isn't it bullshit? I felt like some 15 year old who is running away from home. I had to give details of every move I make. I told myself that I am 23 and I should be independent and parents should realize. My father went to Agra alone when he was 17 for an exam and in those days, letters were the mode of communication. Am I the son of the same person who used to go places all alone since he was 12? Didn't feel like. Typical lone child of 21st century bong parents I look like.
The guys I was travelling with were simply awesome. One guy especially, Biman was too cool. Hailing from Assam, he has seen more than I have, he has travelled more than I have and he has earned the freedom from his parents. His parents no longer control him like my parents do over a phone call. I gained inspiration from him and decided that enough is enough, the first thing I will do in the morning is tell them I am in Goa!
More calls followed till 1AM with mom giving her sentimental speeches. I said I was at my friend's place just to keep things quiet for the night and the save them from the tension they so take as if I am a toddler. This made my mom say things like "You've started to lie to me" and all such stuffs. Things just got worse and worse. Somehow, I managed to cut all the calls and say good night, talk to you tomorrow. I obviously didn't get any sleep that night.
The next morning, train reaches at 7 but I started getting calls from mom from 6.30 itself. As I was in train, I decided to wait till I get out. The train reached at Nizamuddin, took an auto till New Delhi station, where my hotel was and then I called dad and said "Yes, I am in Goa, now tell what do you want?" He laughed and said that I could have said earlier. He also told me not to tell mom about this till he gets back home in the afternoon. Now that's what you need! Made him talk to Apratim and everything was fine, from my father's side that is.
Things didn't get any better, however. It became worse. After calling mom there were 1000 more questions, where are you, where will you go and when shall I ask the maid to come home. I was getting super irritated by all of it. I don't know how I managed to keep her away from all of it till my father was back home, it seemed like a life time. She was like, maid has been to home twice, where are you? Me and dad are going to Pune tomorrow, cancel my return ticket. Masi is coming to my place, get your webcam ready.
It was hell. Out of frustration I told her, I have cancelled her tickets, got nothing in refund as ticket was non refundable, booked tickets for her and dad for tomorrow at some 15K and then she was like shocked! I told her then I haven't done anything yet and kept her quiet for some more time. And for this conversation I had to run from platform no. 10 (was waiting for "you know who's" train) to out of the station so that she doesn't hear the announcements. I did cut her calls and didn't pick up 10-12 times in space of 7-8 mins but in the end I had to give in.
I got a break for like 30-45minutes but trouble started again, this time when I called she says she is in hospital! WTF. She says she has come as she has high blood pressure and all. I got worried and angry at the same time. I don't remember what was the conversation with her but at the end of it, I couldn't do much. Her tone did go soft in the middle after I had a little outburst but she cut the call saying "You do what you want, I won't say anything". I know this sounds really bad but isn't it better than the last ones?
Next call, dad's back home with mom and he makes sure I don't talk to her. He told mom that I am in Goa and I don't know how she took it. All I know is I didn't talk to mom till later that night to say good night. My dad kept on saying she ain't well enough to talk. Being a diabetic, these things have happened before when she has been tensed about something.
I told my parents made up things like I am staying here near Calungute beach and shall not be taking mobile to beach so might not pick up between these times (to buy a tension free time), there is cook in the guest house, we have hired a slef driven car, room rent is this and all the stuffs that keep them far away from the suspicion that I am not in Goa as well. I was helped in this regard though. My mom got a call from her friend in Pune who claimed to have seen me in Goa. This is the call she got in the morning I reached Delhi, hence she was so hyper and sad about me all lying. I don't know who she saw but it wasn't me, definitely! Worked for me so I am fine with it.
The next couple of days of my stay in Delhi was fine with calls 3-4 times a day and they knew I was out so not enough questions asked. The return was a bit of pressure as my train is from 4.30PM till Mumbai (8.30AM) which meant I will reach Pune around 2PM. Around 6PM from Rajdhani toilet which was quiet even at a high speed, I called mom to say that we are looking for buses. She wanted me to return next morning but I couldn't take the risk of calling from train and saying that I am in my room. There was another crying baby in the side lower and it was risky to lie.
This made me say my parents that Pune buses are cancelled for some reason or not available so we will catch a bus to mumbai and from mumbai we shall be going to Pune. My father bought it so did my mom with a little bit of concern. I made this call around 9.15PM by which time the whole coach was silently sleeping and it didn't matter much as I was telling them I am in bus. My father says "Yes I can hear the sound of the bus". Don't know if he was protecting me from my mom.
Next morning from Dadar Asiad I called to tell them we have got the bus. They knew I was with 6 other people so I used "we". In reality, I was alone. From this moment onwards, I didn't have to bend any more. Took auto from station to back home and everything went smooth. The maid came around 5 and mom now knew I am home. 2 days have gone by and my mom is very normal with me. She asks little less questions and is no longer sentimental.
At the end of it all, my father realized I have grown up, my mom realized she has to let me grow up and to top it all, I got 3000 bucks for my "Goa trip" expenses. I got back my travelling expenses for the Delhi trip. Sweet.
After success of my last trip to Delhi, alone, I made the same plan this time. Duronto to Delhi and back by Rajdhani, only this time the Rajdhani was headed for Mumbai instead of Kolkata. I wasn't caught last time, in fact my parents didn't even doubt that I was outside. A friend (Apratim) was also going with me, which technically makes things better as I can say he has come over to spend the weekend with me.
Like last time, as soon as I reached Pune station I called home to say I have gone out for college, eating at Kiran's and shall be heading soon. It failed. Somehow my mom got a hunch that I was up to something. She asked me if I am going to Mahabaleshwar or Goa or up to something similar. I knew, tough time is ahead.
In the train, I saw the people with us were all guys, however the side berth had a couple and a child who was the loudest I have ever seen in a train. I had to wait for her to sleep before I could call my mom. Around 3 in the afternoon I got the chance and told her I am outside with my friend having lunch and she woke up. Mom heard her and her suspicion grew stronger. She called the maid and asked her to check if I was home. My land line was tried and I had to say its out of order. She called an aunt to find out their line is working. She now knows I was lying.
In the evening, when I called again, my mom could hear voices of people, she was also pissed off that I wasn't home. She called dad, who was out of town and said "Your son has gone somewhere". This was followed by a chain of calls every 10-15mins alternatively from dad and mom with mom being angry like anything. Dad was trying to keep mom quiet, being supportive of me as ever. Meanwhile, I was losing my cool. She then asks me to tune in to ETV Bangla and say what's going on, I told her watch news about Bandra fire and cut the call. I knew about the fire as my friend received an sms about it 10mins back.
Isn't it bullshit? I felt like some 15 year old who is running away from home. I had to give details of every move I make. I told myself that I am 23 and I should be independent and parents should realize. My father went to Agra alone when he was 17 for an exam and in those days, letters were the mode of communication. Am I the son of the same person who used to go places all alone since he was 12? Didn't feel like. Typical lone child of 21st century bong parents I look like.
The guys I was travelling with were simply awesome. One guy especially, Biman was too cool. Hailing from Assam, he has seen more than I have, he has travelled more than I have and he has earned the freedom from his parents. His parents no longer control him like my parents do over a phone call. I gained inspiration from him and decided that enough is enough, the first thing I will do in the morning is tell them I am in Goa!
More calls followed till 1AM with mom giving her sentimental speeches. I said I was at my friend's place just to keep things quiet for the night and the save them from the tension they so take as if I am a toddler. This made my mom say things like "You've started to lie to me" and all such stuffs. Things just got worse and worse. Somehow, I managed to cut all the calls and say good night, talk to you tomorrow. I obviously didn't get any sleep that night.
The next morning, train reaches at 7 but I started getting calls from mom from 6.30 itself. As I was in train, I decided to wait till I get out. The train reached at Nizamuddin, took an auto till New Delhi station, where my hotel was and then I called dad and said "Yes, I am in Goa, now tell what do you want?" He laughed and said that I could have said earlier. He also told me not to tell mom about this till he gets back home in the afternoon. Now that's what you need! Made him talk to Apratim and everything was fine, from my father's side that is.
Things didn't get any better, however. It became worse. After calling mom there were 1000 more questions, where are you, where will you go and when shall I ask the maid to come home. I was getting super irritated by all of it. I don't know how I managed to keep her away from all of it till my father was back home, it seemed like a life time. She was like, maid has been to home twice, where are you? Me and dad are going to Pune tomorrow, cancel my return ticket. Masi is coming to my place, get your webcam ready.
It was hell. Out of frustration I told her, I have cancelled her tickets, got nothing in refund as ticket was non refundable, booked tickets for her and dad for tomorrow at some 15K and then she was like shocked! I told her then I haven't done anything yet and kept her quiet for some more time. And for this conversation I had to run from platform no. 10 (was waiting for "you know who's" train) to out of the station so that she doesn't hear the announcements. I did cut her calls and didn't pick up 10-12 times in space of 7-8 mins but in the end I had to give in.
I got a break for like 30-45minutes but trouble started again, this time when I called she says she is in hospital! WTF. She says she has come as she has high blood pressure and all. I got worried and angry at the same time. I don't remember what was the conversation with her but at the end of it, I couldn't do much. Her tone did go soft in the middle after I had a little outburst but she cut the call saying "You do what you want, I won't say anything". I know this sounds really bad but isn't it better than the last ones?
Next call, dad's back home with mom and he makes sure I don't talk to her. He told mom that I am in Goa and I don't know how she took it. All I know is I didn't talk to mom till later that night to say good night. My dad kept on saying she ain't well enough to talk. Being a diabetic, these things have happened before when she has been tensed about something.
I told my parents made up things like I am staying here near Calungute beach and shall not be taking mobile to beach so might not pick up between these times (to buy a tension free time), there is cook in the guest house, we have hired a slef driven car, room rent is this and all the stuffs that keep them far away from the suspicion that I am not in Goa as well. I was helped in this regard though. My mom got a call from her friend in Pune who claimed to have seen me in Goa. This is the call she got in the morning I reached Delhi, hence she was so hyper and sad about me all lying. I don't know who she saw but it wasn't me, definitely! Worked for me so I am fine with it.
The next couple of days of my stay in Delhi was fine with calls 3-4 times a day and they knew I was out so not enough questions asked. The return was a bit of pressure as my train is from 4.30PM till Mumbai (8.30AM) which meant I will reach Pune around 2PM. Around 6PM from Rajdhani toilet which was quiet even at a high speed, I called mom to say that we are looking for buses. She wanted me to return next morning but I couldn't take the risk of calling from train and saying that I am in my room. There was another crying baby in the side lower and it was risky to lie.
This made me say my parents that Pune buses are cancelled for some reason or not available so we will catch a bus to mumbai and from mumbai we shall be going to Pune. My father bought it so did my mom with a little bit of concern. I made this call around 9.15PM by which time the whole coach was silently sleeping and it didn't matter much as I was telling them I am in bus. My father says "Yes I can hear the sound of the bus". Don't know if he was protecting me from my mom.
Next morning from Dadar Asiad I called to tell them we have got the bus. They knew I was with 6 other people so I used "we". In reality, I was alone. From this moment onwards, I didn't have to bend any more. Took auto from station to back home and everything went smooth. The maid came around 5 and mom now knew I am home. 2 days have gone by and my mom is very normal with me. She asks little less questions and is no longer sentimental.
At the end of it all, my father realized I have grown up, my mom realized she has to let me grow up and to top it all, I got 3000 bucks for my "Goa trip" expenses. I got back my travelling expenses for the Delhi trip. Sweet.
Friday, February 4, 2011
I don't get it
Been following a few sitcoms of the west like The Big Bang Theory, Two and a Half Men etc. I found one similarity in the sitcoms. Its fine to date, its fine to make love (or maybe have sex) and then if a guy says "I love you" the girl is shocked. I mean, aren't you making love all these months? Why else would you be meeting each other almost daily and making love if you are not in love?
Happened in Friends, when Chandler blabbed it out and Monica got surprised. In two and a half men, Charlie said it and got a "Thank You" in reply. In The Big Bang Theory, Penny dumped Lenord for that. What the hell is wrong up in the west, I don't get it.
Now, coming to How I Met Your Mother, what is good about that show except Robin and Barney? Lily is a selfish life control freak and irritating, Marshall is a punch bag with no personality and Ted, at the best sucks, no presence in the show despite being lead. Most of its theories are utter crap, seriously how many of you think people "read a magazine" at work? Add to it some people find it better than Friends, I really don't get it.
At least the characters in Friends were balanced and acted maturely. Ted acts like a kid, Marshall like a baby, Lily like a psycho. Robin and Barney, yeah they run the show.
Happened in Friends, when Chandler blabbed it out and Monica got surprised. In two and a half men, Charlie said it and got a "Thank You" in reply. In The Big Bang Theory, Penny dumped Lenord for that. What the hell is wrong up in the west, I don't get it.
Now, coming to How I Met Your Mother, what is good about that show except Robin and Barney? Lily is a selfish life control freak and irritating, Marshall is a punch bag with no personality and Ted, at the best sucks, no presence in the show despite being lead. Most of its theories are utter crap, seriously how many of you think people "read a magazine" at work? Add to it some people find it better than Friends, I really don't get it.
At least the characters in Friends were balanced and acted maturely. Ted acts like a kid, Marshall like a baby, Lily like a psycho. Robin and Barney, yeah they run the show.
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