Love with your head not heart

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Are yaar, ye toh hadh ho gaya. ultimate chutia panthi. Last college mein kiya tha. Aisa bewara zindegi mein nahi tha ... Haan, college mein thoda bahut toh kiya tha ... Wohi auto mein jana, hero ya deba ke saath. Fir hero ke room mein .... sabhi ek saath masti karna ... Going down to memory lane still i can remember ... Missing those days yaar !!!
Aaj toh mujhe pata chal gaya, zindegi mein sab kuch paheli baar hota hai ... but aaj jo hua kanhi nahi bhulunga. Neway, but someone told me, " U love with ur head, not with ur heart" ... I don believe in God ... But I'll break his head ... Woh chutiya ko pata nahi, pyar kya hota hai !!! Bhagwan us din mera saath dena ...

"I wish I could .... "

Friday, April 23, 2010

I wish, i could drink now ... no more ROMANOV this time... just some beer cans in Olypub so that i can hear "Mr. Oly" again ... Otherwise "Brazilian Model" ... but i've doubt whether those models can drink, I want to have some chilled beer. 'm drowning ,,, don save me, let me die.... but i can't drink my frndz. It's all about commitment.
But at this situation of my life, i'm confused again. Don know why i'm writing this crap. Wanna hear something ,, but i can only remember, "We call it love ,,, They call it living in sin" .... 


Well, 'm in balcony again. This time i don have beer cans with me. Counting the stars rather counting my days. The only one 'm missing most is my chumchum. I've lost everything. I don have words to express, i don have feelings to show that how much i love her .... I've lost somewhere,, 'm drowning again my frnd ,,, She had one small request. But i've refused. 'm selfish. 'm damn selfish. sorry dear. I wish that could happen in my life ... 


** Om, this time 'm not drunk ... i don need to drink always. I need my Life back.


(I wish i could sing thumka lagati tu with my chumchum always. There r lots of "I wish I could .... " between us ... That's why it has been titled)

Twitter vs Blog

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Don know exactly when this Twitter & Blog became a part of my life … I have some bad habits earlier to scribble anywhere. At my childhood days, my diary was my friend. I have shared everything with my diary then. Now we are grown up. But sometimes I think, whether we’r properly grown up. Do we really know what we need in our life most?
Anyway this post is about Twitter & Blogger. You can pen down everything in your diary. Then why Twitter & Blogger? Coz you want to make it public. But u won’t make it public fully. U’ll either hide something or u’ll scribble as a third person. And ur follower’ll get confused. That’s what u want na? Basically u’ll write it for particular one person. U want their attraction, basically u want lot of comments in ur Twitt & Blog. My friends, this is our inborn characteristics. U always want to get praised by someone. That’s why Twitter & Blogger are making money frndz. It’s all about our sentiment … Use our sentiments if u want to make money … Anyway I’m going away from the topic … ‘m forgetting about Twitter & Blogger …

Well, Blog came first. We used to write blog from our classroom itself. Then after a couple of years Twitter came into limelight. Initially we have published almost everything in blog. But when twitter came into focus, then we got to know what is blog actually … There are some limitations in twitter. Limitations in words, then u can’t post snaps or videos. Still it’s popular. we want to get other’s updates within a short time. We don have any time to read blog. Just 1 line status update of others is enough for us. And u always want to get info of others. That’s what we are. Twitter is playing that role very well. U can directly get updates of celebrities. Still blogger is much better, more enjoyable. U can show ur passion on blog. U can scribble almost everything in blog. U need some mental preparation before publish a blog. U take lot of times for writing a blog (sometimes after getting drunk, andar ke khuzli bahar nikal aata hai). U can tweet almost anytime. It doesn’t require any mental preparation. When u want to share something, u r doing that. U don think about that much. Now just imagine, after boozing u r sitting in balcony with your laptop. U’ve one more beer can in ur hand. One sip of beer, and then couple of lines in blog … again u’ll have one more chilled can when u’ll review the crap which u’ve just published. Amazing huh ???

Twitter is just like a smooch (As u kiss ur girlfriend suddenly). But blog is just like – Confession of everything lying under her arm. When u’ll get her full attention. U can love her for a long time, u can share everything with ur better half. Blog can give u that pleasure ….  But it’s not only pleasure … U’ll get both pain and pleasure when u’ll publish the blog.

!!! Gimme a fine morning !!!

Thursday, April 15, 2010


One fine morning, a guy have seen one girl in orkut. The boy liked her name. Then they scribbled some bullshits on orkut. And it continues for couple of months. And it badly affected that boy. He used to open orkut in almost everywhere like bus, bar n even in toilet. He had a little passion abt photography. After taking each snap, he was worried whether that girl would like it. And on the very next day, he used to upload that snap.
One day he was working in haldia factory. Suddenly rain begins … and that boy came outside just to drench coz she liked monsoon very much. He was a stupid guy. A dumbo. He always roamed around her house. He wanted to talk to her. He was desperately waiting for a meet. But u knw dear, he had a fear .. fear of losing her.
In-between, he was desperately searching her during mahismardini puja.
That boy won’t forget the day when he has seen her for the first time. He was passing that girl. And he was looking on her eyes. He won’t forget that moment. Both were staring. But the guy didn’t wait coz he was with some friends. He had a fear. Basically he was confused. He wanted to stop. He wasn’t in his senses. He was happy. But when he turned back it was too late then.
On the very next morning he has seen her again. She was talking with someone over phone. He stopped for a while, and went away. Then at the night he has seen her again. She was dancing, singing & she was happy. At that night he didn’t sleep.  He had started thinking about future.
But he had one problem u knw. He had a competitor. But initially he ignored that fellow. When he heard that she have a boyfriend from his beloved one he couldn’t control himself. He went to Milan cabin dhaba along with his best friend; consumed couple of bottles of beer and asked her to come at mahismardini ghat.
He was over confident, he had given one generalized version about that boy. But it was too late. He expressed his feelings about her through that statement. But that girl didn’t understand. Or maybe it was late. He had lot of problems in his life. He was trying to switch over some other companies then. He was frustrated at that time. That girl did a lot for him. He won’t forget those days. (Specially Mr. Oly). He was fighting with his own existence then; and that time she came into his life. He got a way out from dark. He started loving her. But he always had some fear.. he was suffering from lot of inferiority complex. He had a fear … fear of losing her.
In the mean time he got a new step to his career. He was happy. And he was over confident. He always thought that the girl is his property and some fine morning he can convince her. The day continues … he went away for his new life … now the twist comes .. before going for BAWALI he had a lot of sweet moments with her .. The time he was roaming around her home, he always used to sing a song , “So close no matter how far , couldn’t be much more from the heart … Nothing else matter” … he was mad, stupid and dumbo …
Now he entered into a new life. On the second day he had a network problem on his phone. Internet wasn’t working properly. He wanted to share his new experience with her. But that time luck was playing with him. On the 5th day he lost his phone. And then the new work place. He was the only one in his department. He had to implement everything there. He became busy. He didn’t get time to browse net. But he didn’t forget that girl. Almost every day he was thinking about her. He was thinking that he loves someone there in his hometown. One day she came into his dream. From the very next morning he started sending mails from his official id. (It requires a special permission for sending mails outside from his official id. On the 1st day itself he was able to convince his boss about sending mails outside. Coz she was always in his heart. And he had a plan for sending mail to her from day 1).
Suddenly he got her no. and then after 7 days he told her that he is having her no. and started talking over phone. He had some communication problem with his friends. That’s why he didn’t get the exact info about her new bf. Anyway he started talking with her over phone. The day he planned about proposing her, he got a shock. He always told her; “Someday’ll come when u’ll be far far away from your home” … Basically he had a dream. He wanted to live happily with her.
This time was the most happiest in his life. He started guiding her from his heart. She was always in his heart. One day his previous colleague (Buddha colleague) asked him about that girl, (basically he forwarded lot of mails to her n his colleague was also in that list). And the boy replied him, “Sir. U can call her my would be”. And one day he quit from drinking.
Anyway after getting that shock, he started boozing again. He went back. But that sweet, ziddi n badmash girl was always in his heart. He waited for the destiny to play the role. But he was confident too. May be over confident … he was waiting for a fine morning. But that morning didn't come in his life …

Confession of a bloody fucking asshole

Sunday, April 11, 2010

He has consumed already 5 pegs of absolute ROMANOV Vodka. And he is is singing, "Bhorere batase joto snightota ache, bandhok rekhechilam premer kache .... ki kore bhuli rajkonney ke .... kano korle erokom erokom ...." Just before... couple of minutes Omkumar was with him ... Now he needs some cigarette ... he doesn't know the the spelling of the cigarette ... he is desperately finding the actual spelling of cigarette .... now he'll go outside to buy some cigarette.... he's fully out now .... fully out for the second time .... fully out of control .... & now this time soumika is not with him .... when he needs some bloody guides .... he needs some bloody fucking wife ,,, who can completely take care of him ... sorry guys i'll be coming within couple of minutes ... i'll need some couple of cigarettes ... i'll come within  5 minutes ... wait for me dear  ....  it'll take only5 minutes ... .wait for 5 minutes ... i would like to have some cigarette ..... wait for me ..... i'll tale everything about him ... that fucking asshole .... i'm going to have some cigarette .... wait for me .............. he is going to buy some cigarette ...