Happy B'day Mummy

I remained awake for yet one more night defying what you scolded me for. This time I convinced myself by saying that "the 12 o' clock, go to bed rule was applicable only at home."

And as I made through the night eating the snacks you prepared for me, I witnessed a beautiful morning. It's 6AM and the clouds are still crowning the hills and seeing the density of the cloud, I think they'll stay for at least half an hour. But then you can't make any certain assumption about Guwahati's weather. It's her free will. She'll have whatever weather she wants. Just a day back, when I came out of the CAD lab, the rain and thunderstorms were so loud that it flooded almost whole of the campus. It reminded me of my dead cellphone. :( It was almost the similar rain, when my phone gave up last year.

On a Normal Day

During the Rain

This time I was very particular and I saved three phones that day. :D
You see I'm learning. Why do you always say that I don't learn from my mistakes?




I cleaned the curtain today. It was hanging in the same way for more than a year. And I came across a wonderful thing. The best way to dry the curtain is to hang them on the windows itself.  There's a thing worth noticing when it comes to curtains. No matter whether you leave them hanging or wash them, they don't look dirty neither they do look clean. I don't know why do they look this way. But yeah I can notice the refreshing smell of detergent coming from them. I guess that is one prime reason why we wash curtains.

Sorry mummy for hanging up.
Balance khatam ho gaya tha .
I'll call you in the morning.

And by the way it's still raining and it's reminding me of you and I love the way how you extend the phone conversation by asking about things you have asked about a few minutes before.

Love you Mummy.
<3

[ I know this is very unnatural birthday wish anyone would have received. People get better wishes from strangers, let alone I'm your son. You already know how much you mean to me and there's no repeating it and the words fall too short for it. That's why I wrote something which we normally talk about. Just like a regular day. I'm gonna make you feel like it's birthday, everyday]

The Woman III

It is my Mom's birthday.
It's raining outside.
The weekend is about to start from tomorrow.

I don't think there can be any better day to break up with you. I know you broke up a month ago and but I didn't. I still had you in my mind. I really think there should be some ground rules for breaking up. It should be like divorce. I mean both the people should sign the document at the same time. Well here after a month and a half, I'm giving up on you.
You might think why I am I doing this all of a sudden. Well, I have been tracing back to how it all started in the first place and I came to a conclusion, it was never you, but the idea of being in Love in a long distance is what I loved. I had fantasies about it and I even told you this thing once.

"Just think of it, we haven't meet a single time and we'll be meeting for the first time after knowing each other for an year and then year after year we'll meet like this. All of it feels like some fairy tale".
But you know this is not the age of fairies but it's an age of Bitches. In no way I'm disrespecting, I;m just writing about the general thing that's happening with people these days with some instances that may be private. Whooo! I'm not taking names.

It wasn't your fault either. I don't recall a single time when you advanced [i think that's the right word]. You never let your guard down.

So, here I am signing in for a new journey.
Wish me luck only if you have good thoughts in mind.

Good Bye!!

The Sexless Inkeeper

"It was the night before new year's
and the weather grew mean.
It was 3:00 in the morning
and I was stranded in queens."
 
"The tavern grew empty,
the gas lights grew dim."
"The horse-drawn carriages
were all but snowed in..."

"Last call was approaching
and my fortunes looked bleak."
"Then I turned to my left
and stifled a shriek."

"She had a peach fuzz beard
and weighed 16 stone."
"She gobbled up hot wings
and swallowed the bones."
 
"I muffled a scream
and threw up in my mouth."
I asked, "Where do you live?"
And she said, 
"One block south."

"I swallowed my pride
and six shots of whiskey."
"And prayed to the gods
that she wasn't too frisky."

"Back in her cave,
she prepared us a snack."
"Neath her mighty hooves,
the floorboards did crack."

"But when she returned,
she found a sound sleeper.
"And thus she became
the Sexless Innkeeper."


[Taken from HIMYM Season 5]

I started loving it from the very first time I listened to it. Plus, the video is so wonderfully made, it makes you roll with laughter. Now coming to what actually is "The Sexless Inkeeper". When you plan getting laid by offering someone shelter but instead she trolls you by just sleeping and snorting.

Or in a broader perspective it may also mean that "using" a person in return of a hypothetical sexual favor. It's kind of gross both ways. If you take sexual favor it is gross on your side, and if you give sexual favor, it is gross on your side too. It is common pretty much common these days and we guys often become a victim of being "The Sexless Inkeeper".

Let's learn a way how to turn these life lemons into lemonade.


"It was the night before this one,
I had hours to kill.

I sat in the tavern,
grading parchments with quill."

"A busty, young lassie
flashed me a grin.
Her garb said "classy",
but her eyes whispered "sin".

She said, "You're a teacher?"
I said, "Yes, indeed".
"I must have you", she moaned.
"I'm turned on by tweed".

With haste we did scamper
to my chamber anon.
We fell to the couch,
and, bro, it was on.

I unlaced her bodice.
Our passions grew deeper.
And thus ends the tale
f the Sexless Innkeeper."

The Woman II

I never said " I Love You" to her, yet there isn't a single sentence I said, that doesn't mean that "I Love You".
Why can't she notice?
How can she be so blind?
She get all the stupid jokes I make and she still can't get this. Really?
And for all the stupid jokes I made, I really turned out to be a joker in the end.

Today morning, I was thinking of telling my sister about the "so called break up" and then right now in the middle of night, I feel like talking to her after a gap of one and half months.
Why do my mind gets so fickle when it comes to her?
Why do my credits lie on such slippery ground?


I feel at times very disappointed when I think about this cloudy situation, I'm into but still there is a reason left to thank God and i.e., "Thanks for creating circumstances that I wasn't able to meet her". If without meeting, I get so paranoid, what would have happened if we met.

5th of September

Although I thought to inbox her this but the day passed so quick that I wasn't able to send. Since, we are not on good talking terms anymore, it's kind of lame to post things late. Lately, because I feel lonely, I need audience to almost everything I write but I'm sure that she doesn't know about this place and therefore I'm posting it here.


Now I think that it isn't a surprise to you anymore as I crawl into your inbox once again. Since, it's the third time in a row, I expect that you now must be knowing  "Why am I here again"?

Clichéd Question
But the reply differs from person to person.

The Poets put them in their Poem
The Engineers in their Innovation
The Researchers in their Papers
And The Brave in their Swords

I've had 20 springs of my life and I'm right now neither of them and I don't know how to put it in front of you.

You must be seeing a pattern by now.
First, The Friendship Day
Second, The day when you left your home
Third, Eid Mubarak

And fourth, well
Happy Teacher's Day

I know this must be making you feel old. You're the youngest person I'm wishing this day. But let me tell you a thing which might relieve you a bit.
"Before you, the youngest person whom I wished this day is just about three or four years elder to you and she's too a girl. :P"

Everyone is ready to pour in advices but one learns when he sees others of their age executing those advices perfectly, which makes you one of the person from whom I learnt a couple of things. Allow me recite the lessons I learnt from you

"The beauty of a beauty lies in how you preserve that beauty".
"The more you run away, the more you'll be ran after but then this can continue only for a while not forever"
"Long Distance never works but when you think you can start a thing over long distance, you're world's biggest fool".
"Focus on yourself, automatically people will focus at you."
"There's a cure to everything, even for Lost Love. [Just get involved in something, get driven coz the moment you sit idle, your mind will start forming a picture before your eyes.
And in those moments only, one writes a blog like this.]
So, thank you for all the lessons.
Good Day

Four Nights and Three Days of Perfection

It was the starting days of the third semester and I was getting both on and off whether to be in the team or not. I was not having any good deals in my hand. Nothing was going positive for me and besides that the weather was so ugly those days, that every day when I went to the city and came back, it felt like I'm coming after winning a battle. I was fighting and was loosing every day. Being the most elite team here in college, it is our duty to maintain that level of awesomeness and as every day were passing by, we thought we were robbing it out of it's perfection.

We gave up everyday.
But after every meeting at 10 o' clock in the night, we were all prepared to fight again.

There is something special when your senior yells at you in a meeting and smiles at you when he sees you roaming around.
So, after all the disguised motivation [all of it came through scolding] and after all the smiles and suggestions behind the scene, the stage was all set to witness "how Pixels get Perfect".


30th August and these line came from one of our Mentors, "This is the Best Opening Night of Techniche over all these years."

I pause and look around for a while and what I see is, Each and every soul is working so fondly, so dedicatedly, so minutely that I think if this doesn't go perfect, then nothing is perfect even in paradise.

31st August, The 2nd Year Marky Team knows how we figuratively raped a guy when he posted something displeasing over the internet. :D

#When you see your mentors carrying the table and the girls doing the infra.
"Give it to us, bhaiya. We'll carry it."
"Nahi ab kitna bhi time lage, we'll carry it nahi toh hamari feel aadhi reh jaegi."

Where in the world you'll get seniors like this. Where in the world, you'll get a team like this.
Here you see the pixels who made a perfect T'12.

Pixels of Perfection

September couldn't have kicked off any better. To begin a month with a Laser Show penetrating to every dimension of your life is truly living a dream.
And at last when everything came down to Day 3, all of us were dewy eyed and hoped that the legacy continues.
Here's for a brighter T'13.

It feels so royal to witness all of it. It's like "Princess DIANA gave you a ROOF above your head" [it's literally heavenly roof now] and the love you get from your elders, "well every BIT of it is so CHEMically pure" that it's totally incredible.[You see, title sponsor reaches even to people's personal blog and still they have hard time understanding the price slab]


A Blinding Flash, A Deafening Clap
I always strike with a Bolt of Glory

We're going to Strike Soon