lookinG soutH- [Story] part - VI

I started feeling sick and weak when i heard that news of total 500 match tickets of Kolkata Night Riders were stolen by the proud team members of mine, each ticket costs like 110 or 220 bucks and few of them were around 660.
The director called me up for a meeting and described everything that was there in his mind including things about me pressurizing boy's to get those tickets for me, he had doubt that few people tried to sell those tickets to the black market also. i tried to convince him but a month long meetings and my tries did not work properly that time. It was matter of a lot of money that i have seen once in my life time. i have seen those numbers once in a calculator only.
When i asked about his idea regarding the penalization, he told he will cut off everything and will never give a single Paisa after all this. It was true that few people had free tickets that belongs to other people as they won some scratch card offer but my point was why the hell other innocent boys who have worked hard, should suffer?
Me and Paul was facing pressure from the both sides, and life was like never before, i mean to say it became full of hell, and everyday i was getting calls from different locations saying or asking "how to fuck you sideways!!!!!"


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lookinG soutH- [Story] part - V

My sickness due to high dose of pain killers and my injury were enough to get excused from the IPL promotion. I was too upset with my fortune. I made hell lot of plans with the money i would get from that venture but god is crazy you know, he doesn't like me so much i think. I called up the director of One Source he told me he still have other projects where i can contribute and make some money, but by that time i will leave the good old Kolkata, so his offers really didn't work to make me happy. Paul told his examinations were coming so even he cannot move and do the venture.

After a few days when i was fit for my normal daily activities i got a call from the One Source director and he told me that he need more 100 boys for the IPL event, and its a Bar promotion, and he is ready to give me 300 bucks per head per day and the event will run for 12 days. Suddenly i was so charmed that with in a fraction of second i was agreed to make this venture.

Me and Paul went to meet the director of One Source and finalized the deal. We started working on gathering boys with good profile through our various contacts and started the selecting process. Within the process i never realized that something big, something very bad was waiting somewhere for us, the selection process were finished like the most smooth thing on earth, after that something happed so bad that i wish it shouldn't happen with the greatest enemy of mine even.

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lookinG soutH- [Story] part - IV

Soon, the sound of my heart which was sounding like a generator turned into an alarm of the wall clock, the melancholy tune of the clock made me come out of the dream. 'Man! That was a dream! I wish I could live the whole life there. Why it happened like this? I never been disturbed on any horror dream when I wished even when I was seeing that, and for that I use to hear a lot of teases in my childhood, because I use to pee in my bed every single night. I left that habit since I was seven or eight I think. I was thinking I should break the wall clock in pieces but the telephone incident was still very fresh wound to Maa, and even breaking a wall clock will not make Anjana to call me up and say those lovely words that a man can only dream about.

At around 11 o' clock, Paul came, which, at first, I did not notice because I was busy seeing my mobile inbox.

'What are you doing man? Seeing any nasty MMS right?' Paul giggled.

'I am not a perverted like you; by the way I don't keep those things in my mobile'

'Neither do I, I just see them and press delete, and nothing is wrong with that, its fun'

'Deleting is fun? Or seeing?' I giggled.

'Asshole! I had to delete all of those, because, if my girl friend find about it no? I will be mega fucked.' Paul was so exaggerated, as suddenly his face became pale from a rainbow smile as he realized there is a horrible girlfriend who can nearly kill you anytime.

'Look at you! You are looking like a dominated soul man! Common man! See your face man!' I could not stop my laugh. Paul was looking like the most insecure soul in the universe who believes in getting slaps from his girl friend after every single word he spoke. By the way, Paul has nothing to be very sure like a genuine girl friend but obviously there is a mistress of spices who claims to be a black belt and she is so possessive and dominating that Paul is getting skinny day by day. One more truth is, that his so called girl friend hates me in every way she can, some how she thinks I am the one who is making Paul into the big headed scoundrel.

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lookinG soutH- [Story] part - III

Bleeding and hospitalization made two lazy policemen to meet me, one of them had a big tummy and was chewing a paan, the other one was six fit tall and really had a heroic physique. They asked me a few question's about the dramatic encounter I had! Later I came to know that they had taken Sushmita's dad into custody and wanted to take my opinion if I am willing to launch any case against him. I was confused, while dad told the two policemen ‘we don't want to be in any messes. It is so obvious that people like Sushmita's father won't be in any trouble because of his power and money, at the end he will make our life more miserable.’ I hate this part of a middle class family; some one should not be left with out getting any trouble after making serious crimes.

I had to take bed rest for the whole next week and Paul and Rony was fit in between. Rony still had a bandage on his arm and Paul had it on his head. One victim of love and affection and other two were victims of friendship but I don't mind being bitten for friendship.

In these last seven days first two went in outrageous violence. Later Anjana came into my mind and there was no space for violence to stay. I was restless to open the orkut, but my strict good Maa, never gave me any chance to seat in front of the computer. In between these days I saw my mother to wipe off the tear drops at least five times a day, Mothers are made for these emotional things, they scream on you and they can cry for you. I Love you Maa!!!!

Paul came to see me on the third day, 'How are you Mr. Tamil?' Paul started calling me Tamil from the day I got selected in ICAT exam, 'Still have pain in some places' Paul was smiling, I told him , 'Hey I found Anjana on orkut but could not make any contact'...'Don't tell me you haven't sent any friendship request?' Paul was looking curious....'nooooo man!! Was about to send but the power system of Bengal ditched me!!!....'so you are no more a confused atmya, you are looking like you are very eager to marry her!!!’ Paul giggled...'fuck you asshole'

To be very true, Rony wasn't someone who is a good friend of mine, he had the same feeling for me so he never came to see me while I was in bed rest. I felt bad, he could have come once to see me since I was the worst affected by that incident and Rony was the cause of our injuries.

I was reading Chetan Bhagat's ‘Five Point Someone’. Suddenly my phone started singing 'Pappu can't dance salla', I took my mobile firmly and thought may be some relative is calling to ask about my condition, it was an unknown number.

'Hello!!'

a female voice replied,

'Is it Anjan?'

'Yes!! But who are you?'

I heard a sound like few girls were laughing from the other end.

'It's Anjana, your would be.....'

'Would be what?' my eyebrows raised,

'Class mate'

I cannot describe the minute made feelings, suddenly my heart beat jumped into 120 from 80 I think. 'Man, its Anjana!! Who took away everything from my mind.

'I think you would be my.....' man I can play too.

'Would be what?'

'College mate, because you are in 3d and i am into visual effects'

'Oh! Yes correct!'

'Where did you get my number?'

'You gave it on your orkut profile, isn't it?'

'Oh yes! Forgot! Now.....'

'Now what?'

'I mean there must be a reason you have called me up!!!'

'Are you engaged?'

Whoooooooooooooooooooosssshhhhhhh!!!! I could not believe my own ears; my heart stared pumping like a generator!!

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lookinG soutH- [Story] part - II

The whole world is looking like a dark land. Is there any match box? God!!! 'Babai will you please plug in the generator line?' heard Maa's voice. 'Maa can't see anything', 'You boneless' Maa replied.

I hate the way Maa screams. I am not boneless i whispered and went like a blind into the living room, and when i turned on the line, i found our telephone in the floor and was looking like it is a victim of mumbai blast, 'O holy shit'

Had to listen the Maa's talk show that night for making the phone dead enough for Maa to buy a new one, 'Maa please buy a CLI one so that you can check who is giving missed calls at the night'

Saw another nasty look with the reply of 'Have you ever earned a single penny? Do you even realize what effort does your Baba give to earn those monthly salary?' 'Yes! of course Maa!! That's why i want you to know is there anyone who is making disturbance to Didi!! You can track every details Maa' and i was trying to be smart but unfortunately Didi heard that and had to see another horrible look, means i won't get any pocket money this month from Didi. Whom i have seen waking up in the morning, oh shit obviously me, there is a huge mirror in front of the bed that i had to see my own unlucky face. Could not find Ajanta on orkut, broke the telephone, busted my own luck of getting a good pocket money from Didi. Is there anything left man?

Actually yes! there were plenty of things yet to come, Bhaggu had nasty and dingy plans for me to give me a good lesson.

I came to the club and saw Paul talking to the phone, 'hey! whats up? Paul kept the phone while talking. 'Not much Da', ......hey wanna earn some bucks before you leave for chennai? there is a promotion coming for IPL man!!!'

'Really??' was my reply, as i was just waiting for this oppurtunity from the past few days, Promotional events are very popular in Calcutta for youths to earn some pocket money and after troubling didi i can't wait for any good luck to come.

'Hey i am sending you a business card through bluetooth, call this guy and tell you want to co-ordinate the IPL Bar Promotion.'

'You are angel man' i replied and offered a cigarette for thanksgiving. I fixed an appointment with the director of an event management company called One source, me and Paul will be visiting him on next Tuesday.

Suddenly, from Rony came, he was breathing like a dog, it was bleeding from his nose, 'Man!!! Sushmita's dad found me dating with her and look what the bustard has done with me, now please save me!!'

'What?' we got surprised by the sudden speed shells from Rony's mouth, because Sushmita's father is an industrialist, and had nasty powers of politics with him always, like every businessman do have in this good old city.

Before we think about anything or make any plan, a black Honda city came and Sushmita's dad came out of the car,

Paul stood up and was about to say something but a solid punch made him feel the dust of the road is a delicious food. I took a nano second to find a bamboo stick near the tea-store and hitted hardly in the face of the scoundrel father of Sushmita, nothing happened. I became so afraid that my knees became a silent vibration enabled mobile phone which is ringing.

Half an hour later i found myself admitted in the hospital and saw my Entire family giving nasty look to me. 'What is the score of the t20 match, india won?' was my first reaction after seeing my little nephew, 'no newzealand won the match, they always wins the t20 format against India.'

'i don't believe it, me myself cannot be so unlucky man!!!!' i don't want any more thing happens now.

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lookinG soutH- [Story] part - I

If you see the sky of The Marina beach at 4 o'clock in the evening, u will see there are thousands of colorful kites which are always steady in the raging air ,they hardly moves, people and kids love to walk holding the threads, they don't really do kite-fighting. I love to see still kites in the blue sky. What i also like about Marina beach is, its vastness, at one side, it has a little bit of rocks and at the other end there is a big light louse, which makes me feel more romantic. I like this part at most because, here the beach is having low population, and here only, i can get the broken boats, to seat, and see the face of the Indian Ocean with the sweetest girl in the world, Anjana

I met her at the campus premises few months back on the ICAT entrance test date, and she was like so talkative in the debate round that i think she has become famous in the college since that day. She hardly gave any chance to speak others, she was wearing a light blue salwar and was playing with her pencil while talking.

We came back at our respective home town at Calcutta and Shiliguri after the selection. I was wondering how to reach her since i didn't ask her to provide the mobile number, was afraid of getting refused.

These days Orkut is a powerful option to make friends and stay in touch with them, i typed "Anjana"at the search field to find her and got 297 members, went one by one butcould not get what i was looking for. Suddenly something gave me a strike, 'oh man there is a ICAT community', quick finger tips opened it and saw the forum "introduce yourself"....'gotcha'......'Beep....beep....beep'. 'Fuck you Mr. UPS. 'Man!!! the profile was just opening'

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somethinG I learnT iN A seminaR

I gulped the 200 gram paratha after the maya class and ran for securing a seat in the LAB 1 for the seminar but found there is no one in that room, Sourav Da came and told me to go to the LAB 2 because the projector in the LAB 1 was in no mood to run. I sat on the last empty chair available in that room and saw more than 23 heads awaiting for the seminar to start.

After a few minutes of "Kindly Adjust" with few other student of our institute who came late after me the seminar, finally started.

'You guys know why we are here, right?' Sourav Da asked the crowd and everyone replied in poly tone and mentioned the "film analysis" word. 'There are three stages of a film' Crisis, Conflict, and Solve'. What ? now there is also crisis, conflict and solve in a film other than cast, crew and the director? the first question raised in my mind. Never wanted a nasty look of innocent Sourav Da, so i didn't ask the same, he went on discussing and eventually i got to understand about the fact, those three words are related to the narration of the story in a film. Crisis is the first thing, and the last thing always / most of the time, will be solve, in order to make the film more interesting, conflict is usually given, otherwise intelligent people may get bored with the film. It is not necessary that every film should have only one crisis or conflict or solve, but more intelligently this things are put together in a film means the story will be more and more interesting to watch.

'Have you heard about the movie called "Enemy at the gates" we will see this movie and we will discuss about the three points that is Crisis, Conflict, and the Solve.' Sourav Da said.

The movie started and i was really pissed of with the weirdo hairstyle of the boy sitting in the third row, he is like my height but his hair makes him at least 1 ft taller than me, so for many occasions during the show i missed the right part of the screen, and even once i could not figure out who was Jude Law kissing with, me and Rimjhim was adjusting our fellow seminar mates like they are tuner and we were constantly adjusting our chair to get a good view of that movie. Apart from that, some horrible (to the power n) smell was coming from some one's shoe, Rimjhim and Brinda was whispering that it was coming from Suman's Feet as if they have the sniffer dog habit, no they were not dog, Brinda is super kiddish class mate of mine and Rimjhim was a shooting star in Tollywood, who has used her luck in every possible occupation in the media industry was so correct. I tell you, girls have got these powers to spot the right person from a crowd, in case of smelling, they are the best. Das Da had to spray the room freshener twice that evening, and with the flavour of the room freshener the possible mutation was done and the smell became like "imagine a cheap word"

Thank God, Sourav Da came just in that time and paused the movie and discussed few things related to that movie and gave us ten minutes of time to write down the points, i finished it like milkha singh and went out side, Tanmay came and giggled, saying it was 'Suman...Suman'. I said

fatso is wearing a new kito may be that's why, fatso came and was also smiling.

After the break the film continued and "tanya" and "Vassily", two lead characters were involved in a long sex scene where i was really feeling uncomfortable with the other girls siting around, but few peoples were laughing with which i was pissed off, i felt common yaar!! it's an institute, we are seeing naked people for education, not for the enjoyment, so wise i am!!

After two more of discussion breaks sourav da called it an end before he had to change the laptop of Alina with his Dell Studio 17 because they had to leave the seminar to reach the doctor who doesn't give date second time if you miss the first appointment, so we got another official break.

At the end Sourav Da told us to write a synopsis which i had to change several times because it was lame in the first few version, at last i finished and gave it a satisfactory structure (only according to me) which Sourav Da didn't see and told to come next day with it.

thE timE iS runninG

It was a lame morning when i woke up hearing didi's scream 'Bhai uthe por', i really wished to stay at the sleep-dream-broadcast-channel called "BED", we had to reach at Netazi Shubhash Cancer Research Institute within 10'O clock and the dumb red plastic wall clock was showing it's 8:45 in the morning.

Manik Jethu was ill and did some tests according to the Doctor's reference, and we have found lung cancer which has already spread in liver and other areas. According to the doctor it is the last stage, family has decided not to inform Manik Jethu and hence, all the medical reports came with didi yesterday, so that Manik Jethu dont get a chance to see that huge white plastic full of medical reports.

We rushed into the Cancer Research Institute where Manik Jethu is now admitted, everyone told him he has got terrible pneumonia, and he didn't even know he is in a cancer research institute.

When i entered and came into the waiting area, i saw a pillar and behind that i saw jethi was just sitting by Manik Jethu, and when i saw his face, he looked like a normal man who's not aware of his nearby death and eventually very calm, and there is no sign of tension in his face, i have seen plenty of people in my life who know who's gonna die very soon and as usual they carry their faces with all the sadness and tension at a time.

i was confused what to say, so i offered a shoulder action which symbolize i don't know what, and i gave a red plastic full of those medical reports to Manik jethu's daughter Mam Di, and came outside for a cigarette.

Somewhere, i found this very heart breaking news, but could not realize a normal innocent face of my Jethu will give me this much shock, we really can't even get how the time is running and passing, it is not so easy to think about our own death, but i thought, we never know when we will die, so we usually are normal and calm,

i really hate the way i think sometimes, but its true, see your watch, there is tick tick tick tick.....means time is running, we have spent 4 more seconds of the remaining i-don't-know-seconds.

eternaL sunshinE oF thE spotlesS minD

I have seen a movie very recently called Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind. no this is definitely not a movie review i am writing coz i am no Tarun Adarsh or a cheap moview analyst of any damn english newspaper. it's about me and my feelings which got bind with the damn fact of the story. I felt, in every relation we stand by the bar of continuing it or discontinuing it and the matter of fact is that we simply can love, respect any person we want and it stands coz in our mind we are just an okay away from any problems related to these relations. Relations are really relative and we are the one who makes it difficult to understand, every relations has it own way of blooming.

When you love someone, you may love the whole person or you can love few parts but imagine what if any person finds you talking abt his/her faults behind their butt, may be she/he may find those things are not their bad parts or may be they are proud of their those nature. They may start hating you, its too obvious they don't really expect it from you to talk like this behind their back, if they find it is only "okay" or they feels "no problem" with it, they will stay near you or else they may run from you. I found it very funny when i realized it, common solving a huge huge problem even can be an "okay" away with it. oh ofcourse you need to smile when you say okay. Now be okay with me.

I too haVe soMethiNg to sAy

There is plenty of things that man (yes i am also this kind of too) do, i don't find myself (to be very honest) a Tendulkar in every thing like he is in Cricket. Atleast more than 100 crores of time people have jumped in joy after seeing him smashing a a four, more than 200 crores of time people has jumped seeing him hitting a six, people never did for me. Dont mind but i love being aam janta, but after seeing my own performance on things,i should say i am a super aam janta, after seeing "Love aaj kal" i am calling me Super Mango People. I dont feel shy when i use cool names for me. believe me its just not that bad.

I saw the film called Tare Zameen Par. I never knew there is a diesease called Dislexia. Cool name no? yes but i think even my family doctor (sorry uncle!!!!) never heard about this disease before this movie got released. he could have been sure if he knew, coz really may be i am a super spirited young lad like was in my childhood, i am super quick in certain things like talking and mking fun of peoples, but seriously man! letters did dance when i use to study those idiotic stuffs, but for certain story books and comics, letters were like real calm and lazy and so they did not dance, it's not actually dislexia, u can call it semi-dislexia.

Now u can find a typical bengali tummy when u see me, i call it family pack, anyways i was not like now few years back, my best friend use to call me 24. Coz that idiot best friend of mine use to amuse my super-freaking-rib-disclosed figure and he always thought i have a waist of 28 inchies and a chest of 24 inchies. can u imagine i had a body like the letter called "A" and please imagine as skinny "A" as possible and please dont lough.