khali khali lagche...

aakre dhore beche thakar pokkhopati noi...
tobu jokhon charidikta hu hu kore palte jay, a time machine is all i want!

emon noy j ei poriborton (**not political mind it**) er sathe ekdom maniye nite parchina...
parchi..onektai parchi
kintu ekta point er por na...

saradin notun classmate der sathe hashi-thatta-adda-pora
shobi toh cholche...
tobu jeno kichui cholche na

amader purono group tar chobigulo dekhle golar bhitor ekta odbhut oshosti hochhe...

srijan besh kichudin agey bolechilo...babu, sobar sathe ato attached hoshna. pore koshto pabi.ek2 selfish hotey shekh
tokhon bhebechilam o hoyto behuda gyaan dichhe as usual...bt everyone, including him feel the same way about our group...

bt now i realise--that sadly wasn't a joke

sobai onekta kore egiye geche...

amio jawar cheshta korchi bhishon...kin2 ekta point er por ar parchina

notun bondhuder bisheh problem na thakleo mone mone im finding fault wd almost everyone!
tai its like...she's nice, bt nth close to aayoti
or he's sweet, but nth close to sayan,etc...

majhratey bosey bosey aboltabol bokchi...
hoyto eta momentary
hoyto noy...janina...confused!

and it starts raining---once again

just when you think you have FINALLY figured something out, no confusion whatsoever... just when you think you have thought it all through, there's no way u cud've missed something... Everything changes---

it starts raining outside...but u don't care... the strange greenish glow that the rain brings with it attracts u to him like a moth is attracted to a glowing bulb...

and u stop thinking--

u just run...run...keep running till there's no other place to go, no other shelter to take apart from the warmth of his chest...
and the rest passes like abridged versions of lavish dreams and desires--
u give all u have and take all that's his, till there's nothing left to take or give... and u find heaven within...

and then u think u now know it all--
till another moment comes and steals that notion---

and it starts raining once again...

jump-fall- yawp-crawl
yell- shout---
run in
rush out---
gotta do more...
gotta be more!

so much of love, so much of hate,
so much of anger, but no outlet...
the pools around, all seem too shallow
to drink my poison and digest it too...
contradictions and confusions
are blocking my heart--polluting my mind--strangling my soul

why do u care??
u really don't need to...
that's what i tell myself
when i see the rain fall--

but something inside yearns for a meaning--
a reason for living this life...
and a soft, yet wild spell enchants me...

jump--fall--yawp--crawl
yell-shout--
run in
rush out--
u gotta do more
gotta be more


random thoughts that came up...
something is flowing through me right now
i have no idea what
but its making me feel restless---
impatient...
has it ever happened to u?

IM ANGRY!!!!!

Why do people ask for the truth if they can't handle it?

Who gives them the right to decide for me--whether i should be loyal to my friend or teacher?

Why should i take the responsibility of seeing who is doing what?

if u don't want any of my arrogance, don't ask for it...

don't provoke me till i snap!

my life is alrdy running high on drama- i don't need any more of that crap...

if you fail to understand others, dont expect them to understand u--

if u disrespect a person,(irrespective of how young or old the person is), donot expect to be treated well...

the world doesnt work that way---its high time u realise that...

nobody needs your crap...we have minds of our own and we dont need you to tell us how intelligent or dumb we are...

we really don't give a shit even if u have fabulous command over the english language.

let us be...

do the needful, and for the love of god/dog/food/whtever....leave us alone!

save ur Broadstreet perfomance for some other people/some other time!

i am not going to declare who this post has been written for, cuz i don't want ne more trouble!

but if that person ever comes across this post, i want her to know how i really feel...

it is silly...i know

but right now i am so mad, i can't think abt nething else--

so here's hoping someday u get a piece of my mind jerk!

Mr Keating

i sat all day watching tv...not that i had nothing to do....but who cares to move?? :P

so episodes of various programs flashed by as i sat there rocking on my chair and doing...well practically nothing!

there were so many characters all over and i was trying v v v hard to try and relate with at least one of them...

after many unsuccessful attempts i think i connected with a certain "Mr Keating"--

he's the new teacher (Robin Williams) in the film Dead Poet's Society

i agree with him--poetry is a lot more about how you see a thing than how the poet probably saw the thing!!

and this is the reason i've been having a lot of conflicts with the teacher who is teaching us poetry at school...

she's a very knowledgeable lady...But she just WON'T ask what we think of a poetry...or even if somebody did say what she/he thought...she would just shoo her/him off...

its v disappointing!

so here's wishing some mr.keating turns up as a teacher in my life SOMEDAY!

ps: lots of typos were there on my last post...but the room was v dark u c...so kindly forgive me! :P

my first post...

its the well past midnight now...

i have so many things to say and nobody is awake...and those who are,either aren't interested to listen to me, or i am not interested to tell them what on my mind...

but i really need to vent it out...so, i turn up here...(thanx to my new classmate rubaiyaat--i was reading his blogs yesterday and that where the idea came from)

ok..now that i have found a way to vent out...i cant figure out what to write...

not my fault... at least 50 mosquitoes are swarming around me and they are distracting me so much, that i jave forgotten all about my worries...they are bugging me more than my groaning-complaining boyfriend!(wow---commendable job dear mozzies! :P)

so i really feel like getting up, switching on the 'all-out' and go to sleep...

btw guys...i'm bunking school tomorrow!!

onek koshto kore ma key convince korlam "amar sorirta koto kharap (:D) r school r tuition korle koto koshto amar hbe!!"

after a long argument she gave in (as usual--thats the beauty of baba being posted at haldia! )

so i get to sleep in v v v v v late!!

yuppiiieee!!

gudni8 everyone!!