TRAPPED INSIDE THE BOX....

The mental disintegration of a human mind is one of the most destructive procedures I have ever known. Nuclear Bombs appear less dangerous in such cases. The stumbling blocks are politics, religion and the human ego. We all live in our individual glass houses. Every single one of us is born with a brain so powerful and so dynamic that it is capable of creating new galaxies, stunning constellations and beautiful planets. When was the last time you asked yourself "How does water appear inside a coconut???" (silly question I know :) ) . When was the last time you asked YOURSELF the solution to the global economic crisis instead of banking on the expert's solution??
We are all becoming zombies, absorbed with our own problems, busy with our own lives, tensed due to our own situations....When was the last time that we thought out of the box???? Not recently.....not in a very long time.....We are all dependent on the eternal newspapers and the ever so loud news channels to act as catalysts and send our brain into the analytical zone.....This is the disintegration of the human mind......It needs catalysts to think.......Barring a few exceptions...all of us....whether we accept it or not have mentally degraded ourselves...with the all time favorite excuse "I DO NOT HAVE TIME" .
Those that think out of the box are termed as "WEIRDOS" or "MENTALLY ILL" people :)
Unfair :) . Not all of them mind you.....but a majority of them. The world has always in most cases, mocked and ridiculed people who have dared to be different, think differently.
If you need to send your brain into that analytical overdrive without a catalyst,I suggest a very simple exercise. Visit the nearest slum house or carefully observe street children. A few days back, I observed a child who was selling flowers at the traffic signal and everything from the Economic order to poverty to child labour crossed my mind. Sometimes to think out of the box...you do not need an inspiration....sometimes you just need to look outside the glass house you are living in.
We all blame the government, the government blames us and we end up going nowhere. If we blindly say that India is the greatest country in the world, then we are wrong.......India has the POTENTIAL to become the greatest country in the world. We find refuge in the excuse that we have a rich culture, moral ethos and good values. Does this mean that the progressive nations in the west have bad morals?? In case we have not noticed, we are about a hundred years behind them in terms of development. It's time to take stones and smash the glass house.......It is time to wriggle our brains and come up with thoughts and ideas which will make others sit up and take notice...But if you do not have the time, nobody is asking you to leave your couch...enjoy yourself :)

50

We don’t have time left to regret (hold on)
It will take more than common sense (hold on)
So stop your wondering take a stand (hold on)
There's more to life than just to live (hold on)

'cause an empty room can be so loud
It's too many tears to drown them out
So hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

One single smile a helping hand
It's not that hard to be a friend
So don’t give up stand 'til the end
There's more to life than just to live

'cause an empty room can be so loud
It's too many tears to drown them out
So hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

When you love someone
And they break your heart
don’t give up on love
Have faith, restart
Just hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

When it falls apart
And your feeling lost
All your hope is gone
don’t forget to hold on, hold on

'cause an empty room can be so loud
It's too many tears to drown them out
So hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

When you love someone
And they break your heart
don’t give up on love
Have faith, restart
Just hold on, hold on

'cause an empty room can be so loud
It's too many tears to drown them out
So hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on

When you love someone
And they break your heart
don’t give up on love
Have faith, restart
Just hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on


My 50th post..........and I am short on words.....this is an amazing song...very close to my heart......Thought I would dedicate it to myself :) Happy 50th to me ....CIAO

PROUD TO PRESENT....MUHAMMED ALI

Hiya everyone...............the reason for me putting up this picture is very simple.....I am craving for a clean complexion once again. I have had an outbreak of rashes (shave burns or whatever) not very severe but damaging enough. I am now walking with my head bowed and my chest deflated. Another week until my face regains normalcy... Sob !!!! life is not fair....why cant men wear veils and burkhas??? Damn unfair........
Ok Ok.... :) I will stop posting pictures of myself....very narcissistic to say the least..... But hmmmmmmmm....I dont look that bad :) or do I :)
Did you think that I was about to go off on a sermon about Muhammed Ali??? Well, you were mistaken. The gentleman above, is the true Muhammed Ali of Indian cricket. He has been punched, criticized, disgraced and written off......but like Muhammed Ali, Sourav Ganguly has shown that he is not a one bout wonder. Scripting one of the greatest comebacks of all times, Sourav has sucker punched his critics....one last and resounding punch....total KO....What a wonderful and gritty knock at Mohali!!!....A wonderful end to a glittering career...........kudos Sourav............I salute you Dada...and those who feel Sourav has done nothing for Indian cricket ..F**K all of you.You guys do not see a gem when you see one..........CIAO

BURNS AND TURNS

It is hot in Mumbai ....and when a person from UP tells you that it is hot....it really is. Walking home from college has become a nightmare. Nowadays when I start trekking back home from college, after a few minutes my right cheek and the right side of my face starts burning.....and I mean literally BURNING.....When the stinging gets unbearable, I walk backwards to ensure that the left side of my face gets equally stung and burnt. So now, if you see a guy resembling burnt toast walking about on the streets of Mumbai, do not be alarmed.....it would probably be me :) I am too proud to wear a cap (No....i am not Himesh) and I cannot tie a bandanna for nuts.....so I have to bear this torture while I walk back home and get tanned(or horribly burnt and scalded).

Freshers this year was horrible to say the least. NO LIGHTS ON STAGE !!!! F**K It!!! Atleast we did manage to get some light towards the end.....but that was about all. The Mr and Miss Fresher competition was in one word.......HORRIBLE.....The male contestants turned up in multicolored cardigans and black waistcoats for some weird reason.... Guys....it is SUMMER and you are not Ranbir Kapoor cavorting about on the Swiss Alps.....so for heaven's sake...spare us....
and you sir...if you want to wear a waistcoat...please team it up with proper jeans otherwise....the "WAITER,WAITER !!!! " calls were totally justified.

Usha, I am so sorry....I know that you wanted to host the Mr and Ms Fresher contest....but sorry girl, John said no....(See...having a blog is useful...you can confess :) )

Prelims start from Monday.....so goodbye freedom :(

The uncertain economic crunch has had an impact on my life too.......Damn......I had to fire some of my employees ( Mr Fashion Conscious Abhik and Mr Narcissist Abhik) because maintaining them........just costs me too much.....it is back to torn Ts and dirty jeans for me :)

Be good everybody....I will be back...........ouch it's hot...... CIAO

MONEY SPEAKS.....BUT POWER SILENCES......

Hiya one and all.....How are you all doin??? ( As if I care :) ) ( No NO I do care........Just kidding)

Money will buy you everything.....but power will give you bowed heads.......Am caught in the assignment whirlpool. Hopefully will post a proper post in a day or too....The fancy title was to catch your attention :) CIAO

ABHIKI : AN INTRODUCTION

One of my good friends Prakhar has been witness to the creation of a new language created by me. I developed it way back in 2005 when I was still a nerd and spiked hair according to me was a sin against god...... The language is named....hold your breath ABHIKI...(Egoistic and self righteous name, aint it ?? :) )

I have modified and tweaked it up and I am proud to present the 36 alphabets of Abhiki (As if anybody cares !!!)

Tah Tbh Tch Tdh Teh Tfh

Rah Rbh Rch Rdh Reh Rfh

Iah Ibh Ich Idh Ieh Ifh

Pah Pbh Pch Pdh Peh Pfh

Tgh Thh Tih Tjh Tkh Tlh

Aah Abh Ach Adh Aeh Afh


The right diagonal alphabets Tah, Rbh, Ich, Pdh, Tkh and Afh are the vowels and the rest are the consonants.

This language displays a unique property and has a coded word form embedded in its 6 by 6 matrix structure along it's columns, Right diagonal and Left diagonal. This coded word form makes the language easy to remember and easier for me to use:). In my original format the only difference was that it was a tedious 9 by 9 matrix............way too big !!!!

Alternatively I will release the methods to use this language
....till then, here is something for you to chew on......

TfhRfhIchPfhTfhAfh Ich TghAehTfhAfh......

AND AGAIN.....

Doing a lot of tags these days....Thanx Anshul

1. Which superhero/super heroine would you like to be for a day and why?
Drona……cause I think I can do a better job than Abhishek : )….Hmmm on second thought…The Dark Knight…Batman…his bat mobile is super cool.

2. If you had one hour to teach an underprivileged child something, what would you teach?
I would show the child the way to my house, treat him/her to an ice-cream. Later at home I would teach the child lots of stuff.

3. Whom would you like to share your favourite chocolate with?
Anshul, you devil!!!! Hmmmm. …… with my younger brother and…………..my angel…..if I am not overwhelmed with greed that is : )

4. Your choice for the Indian Youth Icon is……..
Hrithik Roshan and MS Dhoni

5. What would you do if your lover goes out on a “friendly date” with someone else?
I would be helpless :) Maybe I would take her out the very next day and woo her off her feet.

6. The most romantic thing your lover has ever done/said?
Private……Hmmm….Ok….Once she told me to say her name thrice cause she liked hearing it in my voice….I loved it….every bit of it.

7. What would fascinate you more : A boat ride at night or a car drive in the alps?
A boat ride at night most definitely …with excellent music….heck…. the car drive would be damn good as well.

8. When was the last time you swore and at whom/for what?
A few minutes ago….cause my net connection was irritating the hell out of me.

9. The last person to make you smile and feel warm…..
My best friend Sitanshu, My brother and My angel………..all in the same day…….

10. Would you ever go out for a date with your ex?
Never….in the name of all that is good…..But if you have a good and understanding ex…I do not find anything wrong with it….

11. Who is the person you would love to invite to your next birthday party cause you miss him/her (and you want a gift from that person AND that person has never attended your birthday before)?
Anshul ,brother….. this is the weirdest tag question I have ever answered…Hmmm ok…now there are three actually…. 1. Angel 2. Sourav Ganguly 3.Jyoti

12. You would be over the moon right now if…..
I cured my headache and cleared my congestion.

13. Describe your gang of friends in three words.
MAD, MAD, MAD

14. If you held a time bomb in your hand standing in the middle of a crowded street which will explode in 5 minutes, you would….
Open a manhole cover, fling the bomb as far away as possible and scream at everybody to vacate the place…

15. The one bit of advice you would give your best friend…..
He is smarter than I am : ) …..Hmm….he could gain a few pounds though…

16. Your favourite one liner is ………….
I have four : If you haven’t been with me, you have missed out on a lot.
Why so serious??
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.
Some people respect the badge, everybody respects the gun.

17. Your favourite piece of electronic gadgetry is ……
My mp3 player….it is my best non-living pal.

18. The one thing about your school that you really miss…..
The assemblies….I used to strut about cause I was the house captain…lotsa fun…and of course the English Literature classes.

19. Describe the person who tagged you in a single line….
A brilliant scholar and a laugh a second machine……

20. List of people you want to tag…
Pseudo intellectual, No Mute Spectator

Have fun and do not be bored : ) CIAO

I CRUSHED....THE CRUSH :)

College crushes and school romances always make you giggle and blush....Those candy floss like sweet moments are really a treasure trove and if you have had a reasonable number of caramel sweet experiences like I have ,then life is not that bad after all.

My first ever crush was this beautiful and utterly cute looking girl in the La Martiniere Girl's College choir. Since the boys and the girls colleges used to meet up during Christmas and celebrate it with a common choir...those days of practice for me were complete bliss. How lovely she was!! During the first year, I sung with the sopranos and in the second year I sung with the altos (I never got to sing base:( ). All the time my eyes used to be on her while we sung. Once or twice our eyes did meet and she smiled in a sweet, innocent way that all cute girls do...... I never got to know her name. The last time I saw her was at the end of the performance when she was holding a candle in her hand and looking very pretty in white......

My second crush was in high school and the girl in question was again cute and very likable ( or so I felt). The manner in which i proposed to her was downright funny. That day I left home with steely determination. I tried to speak to her during the assembly but I failed. I made a desperate move. When she hurrying up the stairs, I caught her arm and took her into the college sick room. After bolting the door ( I still remember that I was trembling) I proposed. She agreed and the "affair" ended after a year and a half. ( We parted ways amicably).

There was this girl whom I danced with during our Lyons house cock house party. It was the first time in my entire life that a girl told me that, "Abhik, I think you are cute"...bliss... :)

When I became the captain of my house in school, I faced a reasonable number of requests for dates.....but I did not fancy a single one... ( All the attention bloats you up though I must say.....)

The best moment of all was when I told this warm, adorable and extremely beautiful girl via sms that (you know...THAT thing :) )....It was and will be one of the singularly most beautiful moments of my life. I remember that I rushed to the temple near my house.... trembling, sweating and praying with all my heart. God answered my prayers :). The phone conversation after this incident was fantastic and will always remain close to my heart....... I love my life.... :) CIAO

DAD...MY DAD

It's not father's day....but still ....today I have a gamut of emotions stirring within my chest. This post is dedicated to my father Ashok Chatterjee.He is in my estimate the most courageous and morally correct person I have ever seen in my entire life. It's true that all of us admire our dads and in our eyes...everybody's dad is the perfect one......but my dad is kinda different. Heard this statement several times earlier ? :) Dont worry...I will not bore you and that is a promise :)

My dad lost his father at the tender age of 15. He was the last son in a family of 7 boys and 2 girls. My dad never got to pursue his dream....he wanted to become either an IAS officer or a doctor. His educational aspirations were not realised because nobody funded his education. My dad was a brilliant Table Tennis player. He got selected for the UP under 19 tournament but at the last moment my grandmother fell ill and he quit just so that he could be with her. He paid his Class X , XI and XII fees by working in a sugarcane factory at night. He had just one set of his school uniform and no shoes......But still he topped his school in the CLASS X and XII board exams.

My dad has suffered in his professional life, I am not afraid to say that we lost several of our treasured possessions.......but even at the age of 54 my dad is still fighting. My babba still sleeps with me when I run a fever, he still sits up with me at night to watch cricket matches, he still guides me and corrects me whenever I am wrong. He is very affectionate...my dad....he really is...We average a hug a day (and a hug every 2 days when he is angry with me). His "Achcha Babu" is something I do not want to leave home without when I set out for college.He has provided me with everything that a son can wish for.My dad a Bsc,Msc,LLB,MPA is still my inspiration. Which man will leave a foreign job just because his mother doesn't want him to leave her?? Very few people will......He treats us every time he has money. He never thinks about buying that Arrow shirt or that Colorplus pant but he will always buy me my Lee jeans......

Love you Dad....for being there for me. I am proud to be your progeny, your son....I hope I make you proud. I wanted to say so much more.....but I cant......too emotional right now :) ...CIAO

TAGGED AGAIN

Many thanks to “pseudo intellectual” for sending this tag along. Thanx angel…..Was getting bored….This spiced things up a bit :):)

The rules for the tag are:
RULE #1 People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.
RULE #2 Tag 6 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by continue this game by sending it to other people.

1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?
I would definitely smash a glass or two, maybe even hurt myself in the process :)

2. If you can have a dream come true, what would it be?
Sign my book for someone sitting next to me in flight.(The person should not have the vaguest idea that I am the author……he/she should be reading the book :))

3. Whose butt would you like to kick?
Sycophants and self centered politicians.

4. What would you do with a billion dollars?
Lock it away into a safety vault…….on second thoughts…….travel around the world with family and someone special :):)

5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?
Never…..friendship is something on a very different plane....

6. Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone?
Both…….shiver me timbers…….I love love :):)

7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you love?
Forever…….

8. If the person you secretly like is attached, what will you do?
I do not think I can secretly like someone…..I would tell the person on her face………..then I would sit back and watch her reaction.

9. If you could root for one social cause, what would it be?
There would be 3 causes actually…..Child Labour, AIDS and Cerebral Palsy

10. What takes you down the fastest?
A smile flattens me, a giggle mows me down and bad breath annoys me.

11. Where do you see yourself in 10 years time?
In heaven maybe :):) Don’t wanna have a long life and suffer :):)

12. What’s your fear?
Not keeping my family happy.

13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
This is not the ideal place to describe her…..Hmmm …. she is an angel…warm…intelligent and very ,very special to me.

14. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?
Married and happy…..whenever I do get hitched that is…..

15. What’s the first thing you do when you wake up?
Say my prayers and snore again…..

16. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously who will you pick?
The one whose eyes reflect my heart.

17. Would you give all in a relationship?
Definitely…..but I practice restraint in some matters.

18. Would you forgive and forget someone no matter how horrible a thing he has done?
I would definitely forgive…..but I would never forget.

19. Do you prefer being single or in a relationship?
I live and breathe for someone…..the thought makes me infinitely happy and contented.

20. List of 6 people to tag:
I am acquainted with only one person who blogs on blogspot……so frankly….this question will remain unanswered.