ALL IN A MORNING

ALL IN A DAY is heard, but ALL IN A MORNING.....It will come out in three parts...

PART - I --> YES, IT'S MY MORNINGS.....

THIS IS HOW I START MY DAY....READ ON...

7:30 a:m : Oh Shit!!! Oh Shit!!! Its already 7:30...God not again.. I'm late.......Each day i decide to wake up at 7:00 but Me being Me....I rush down stairs...

8:00 a:m : Running around the whole house, telling my mum that I am late..

Usual scenario....My mum will agree for sure...

8:20 a:m : Trying to stuff something into my mouth or my mum shoving it down my throat... Eventually I manage to gobble up something...

8:32 a:m : I try hard to scoot from home to the bus stop...... I manage 9 out of 10 times.....the other time it gets 8:35 a:m......

8:38 a:m : God!! Please let that darned VOLVO be there, I can't go standing else... Please , please, please... Praying hard on my way as I have no time at home.....:)

Effective utilization of time on the road you see... I'm sure you'll agree, " WALK WHEN YOU TALK, TALK WHEN YOU WALK"....same application in my case, minus the phone....

8:40 a:m : If the RED VOLVO is standing, nothing pleases me more in this world... Man , I made it.. I beam as if I have won the OSCAR.... May be some day I will.....:)

Hop in and sit in my usual place... Open a book and start......

8:45 a:m : WOW!!! The bus starts.....What a joutney.. No one dancing on my head, no one stamping my foot, tugging my hair or clothes... It feels I'm on cloud nine...

9:25 a:m : Shit man!! Shit.. Haven't reached majestic yet!! What the hell, even after paying this guy is slow ...What fate!!!

9:30 a:m : Oh man at last I see the familiar sight, buses choc o block... All honking in vain.....Me first, me first... But alas, the wait besets....

9:31 a:m : Finally I hop down... Well it doesnt end here... I run again to catch another freaking bus....

This scenario may not be new, but this is how it works for me each morning....

Until next time, keep waiting for the rest.....

SILENCE AT TIMES

THIS BY FAR IS THE MOST UNBELIEVABLE!!!! GOTTA BELIEVE IT THOUGH....

"SILENCE" - The very GOLDEN word was alien to me till a little while ago.. My friends and brother for sure will agree on this.. My mouth never shuts as long as I am awake.. Thank God, I do not talk in my sleep, else my poor jaws would go take a hike by now....

Anyways, the inference is that I am a very talkative person... then why SILENCE.. The most dreaded word in my dictionary....I must admit I am a poor listener.. I have to talk, very rarely do I allow my opponents to talk... Battle won always...

But these days, yes these days I am learning to be SILENT... Can you beat it???? No ways!!! Oh MA GOD... ( My pals will have a cardiac arrest or their brains will sleep...) Yes, I'm learning a new art these days, " THE ART OF BEING SILENT"---- FOR ATLEAST A WHILE....

I somehow keep my mouth shut in office and do not talk much.. Actually feels good.. I always knew that SILENCE and ME are poles apart, but I was mistaken... Highly mistaken...

I can also remain silent if I wish too....

Man, ain't i glad to discover this new potential in Me...I need an award if there is any...( Well, the silent ones will for sure get mad at me...)

Anyways what I wanted to say is that even I can be silent.

P.S: Feeling is very good at times, as it avoids all the unwanted talks. Lets see how long it lasts...

A DIFFERENCE

This blog of mine may seem different, but I'm sure it won't go unread....

6'o clock each evening I leave office, hoping against hopes that I needn't have to travel via Majectic. (I'm sure all BMTC commuters would agree with me and understand the pain of travelling in a bus firstly & secondly via majectic...). Each day no different at all.. I leave office, catch two buses to reach home via the dreaded majestic.. ( My pals who call me at 6 to give me company, will know the real essence of ma cribbings...)

So, here I was three days back leaving office again at 6 in the evening. At least then I manage barely to reach home by 8:45... Phew!!! what a journey... Courtesy: Traffic Jams....for making it so simple.... Anyways, I rushed out of office and my pace increased to reach the bus stop... I caught a bus to majestic... Reached the wonderful place at about 6:30 P:M. I was tierd to the core.. Exhausted completely... I had to wait for sometime before I got my next bus.. Wow!! I mean what luck... Travelling via majestic is by itself a lovely plum cake and if you need to wait there then its the best cream topping on the CAKE... Most of the days I manage to top off the cream, but this day was one of those lucky days when the cream didn't want to bear the idea of separation from the cake..So they united, AT MY COST!!!! How marvellous!!!

Well, that is my idea of travellin via majestic & waiting there for the next change...

Before I digress any further, let me verily continue what the intent of this blog was....

I finally managed to get into the next bus at 7:00 P;M. The most pleasurable half hour wait...

Then comes the actual part of eating the cake, getting into the bus.. Its very simple.. you see it depicts "SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST"!!!! Apt for me at the moment.. I used all my strength and got into the bus and landed myself witha seat to sit.. I am good at it..

The bus started after fifteen more minutes.. Oh it was the best feeling in the world...

Moving bus, window seat... what more a luxury to devour the cake....A cherry on top, or chocolate sauce when you get a seat...That completes my cake...(Let that watery topping not drip on ma blog, for those cake lovers....:) )

Here I was loving the fact that I managed a seat snd was lookin out of the window..

What do you think I should see? ( Hold those imaginations right away... I don't want those wild horses galloping in the race....)

Our bus was just about leaving majestic. I turned to see a VOLVO next to our bus. In that bus I se this two couples. So what!!! Read on....

This girl is happily sleeping on the guy's shoulder, blissfully ignorant about the cake or the cream or the cherry theory!!! She is sleeping away to glory and that poor guy's hand was her pillow... And the same case with the couple in front of them ...

Some poeple have all the luck in the world!!!! And here I am bragging about my evening adventures......

Need I say more.....

DARK BLUE MOON DAY

AS DARK AS THE BLUE MOON DAY,

DIVERSIFIED PATH WITH NO WAY,

LONGING TO SEE A RAY OF HOPE,

GROOPING ALONG TRYING TO COPE,

WHERE TO GO, WHERE NOT TO GO!!

AS DARK AS THE BLUE MOON DAY,

HOPING TO SEE A THIN LINE OF RAY,

THE SHOOTING , PIERCING PAIN,

TRYING TO OVERPOWER IN VAIN,

WHETHER TO FORGET OR NOT!!!

AS DARK AS THE BLUE MOON DAY,

TRIUMPHANT WE STAND TOGETHER,

WITHIN US THE ELEXIR OF LIFE FOREVER,

TO LAST TODAY, TOMORROW & TIMES TO COME,

FOR THIS IS OUR HOME!!!

ESSENCE OF FRIENDS

A Friend in need is a freind indeed!!! I don't know how apt this quote may be????

Friends they say are an essential part of life... They'll be through ya thick and thin... Well is it???

I'm not too sure... May be for some lucky ones....

Soemtimes its nice to stay without friends....You will know youself really well...Mind you, only at times...

Well, I found my bestest freind recently.....Guess....I found it in my brother....

He was there all along and I was hunting crazily for a true pal...

Thank God!!!! He heard it faster than me and dropped a 6 feet 2 inches in my life....

But no complaints... Im more than happy....He was nearer than expected....

This bro of mine, I can goto him anytime and I can pour my heart out to him...

Thanks for being a part of my life...

P.S.: I am sure you will read it.. Just want to say THANKS BROEY....

PASS A' PASS

Here I come again.....With a WHOLE NEW EXPERIENCE......

I usually travel by Volvo each morning to work. I barely manage the 8:30 A:M bus and that is the Volvo - My saviour in the mornings!!!!

As usual today I got into the bus. I have this usual seat in the bus where I sit everyday... But some days I don't get my seat and today was one of those days...I sighed with utter disappointment and sat in a different seat. Pulled out my book that I was reading and started again... I get lost when I'm with a BOOK ( Read my previous blogs to know my love for BOOKS..)

Two stops later, I saw these two guys get into the bus. Not the usual ones though... Well, who cares!! Loads of gus get in and they were also one among them.. I went back into my boook...

I realized shortly that these two turkeys sat behind me and they were conversing in Bengali atthe top of their voices...(For those of you who don't know, my mum is brought up in KOLKATTA, but I don't speak a word of it....)

I heard some 'so - called' music first and I realised its this BONG singing...Man.. That was absurd...

Then after a few more minutes, I realized he is striking a conversation with himself as though I'm involved.. It was really funny.. I mean i have seen it in movies, but experiencing was different...It was actually cute to hear... You had to be there, you would have laughed your guts out!! Man it ws unique....

REEL LIFE to REAL LIFE experience in a VOLVO...Howzz it???

BISCUIT OR SHORT - CIRCUIT

This may seem something really close to Me. Yes, it has to... Read on to know what, I'm for sure most of you will agree with them then...

By now I'm sure you all know my colleague 'R'. ( For those who don't know, please read my BLOGS carefully, you'll know her..) Here comes another Joint Venture of ours....

The other day R had gone to another office of ours for a project meeting. I was waiting impatiently for her to come back... (She sits next to me in my cubicle & if she is away, my jaws ache a lot having to keep my mouth shut....).
R as all of you know talks as much as I do ( I'm sure that is excessive....). She came back around 5:45 P:M. Glad I was to the core...Atlast, my jaws will open up...We usually leave office at 6:00 P:M together... She apparently had a whole bunch of tales for me during our journey back home. We got into the bus and she started off....She also speaks in a high pitch like me. I was listening to her tales intently and giving my inputs here & there.... All of a sudden I realized my stomach is grumbling & I remembered that she had biscuits... Not wanting to disrupt her thought flow, I whispered biscuits... She stopped talking all of a sudden...There was total silence... She started looking around... Man, I was baffled.... Couldn't figure out why that wonderful gossip came to such an abrupt end.... The expression on her face had already changed.... What had happened?????

I asked her why she stopped.. (Curiosity kills you see, especially half way around...) She asked me who is there in the bus??? I said no one....

Here comes the heights of mis - hearing.....I had WHISPERED biscuits and she thought I said someone from office is in the bus and had stopped.....

(Usually when we gossip in office, we show facial expressions so that the other person understand and stops.....It so happened that in the bus while asking ofr biscuits I made those misleading expressions for the poor gurl to stop....)

What a hearty laugh I had seeing my friend's face freeze.....Mind you, she is an ace when it come to facial expressions....)

Beware next time you gossip.....

LIGHT OF HER LIFE

THE LIGHT SEEMED TO FADE AWAY,

ONLY A MERE LINE WAS SEEN,

SHE WOULD BE LEFT ALL ALONE,

LOVE OF HER LIFE WAS GONE,

TO BE OR NOT TO BE......

ALL THOSE BEAUTIFUL TIMES LEFT BEHIND,

THE MESMERIZING MEMORIES TO DWELL ALONG,

TEARS WERE GUSHING OUT,

BUT NO HANDS TO WIPE THEM,

TO BE OR NOT TO BE........

THE REASON TO REJOICE SEEMED MEEK,

ALL HER THOUGHTS GRIEF STRICKEN & WEEK,

SHE LET GO HER CHARM & JOY,

ALL AROUND HER WAS PLAIN & COY,

TO BE OR NOT TO BE.......

HER LAUGHTER WAS LIKE THE TINGLING BELLS,

TALKS LIKE THE CLATTERING OF SHELLS,

TODAY, SHE SITS ON THE VERY GROUND,

WITH NO LOVE TO BE BOUND,

TO BE OR NOT TO BE.....

SWAY ALONG

This blog of mine dates back to my Junior School Days.

English classes were a pure delight. I used to love them. At school, apparently we used to have POETRY RECITATION. Learning those poems by- heart used to be an amazing task. I used to wait for them eagerly. My Maa'm had to get impressed, that was my motto then.

Different poems, Solitude Reaper is the only title I can remember. But poets, Keats, Wordsworth are the few I can name.

Each Friday we used to have Recitation classes in the morning. My maa'm used to call out names in the attendance order. I used to be somewhere in between. Thanks to my parents for naming me with an alphabet that starts with "P". When my turn used to come, I used to walk upto my maa'm and start. But, I had this very unique way of reciting poems. Guess what was unique????

I used to sway like a pendulum when I used to recite poems. Yes you bet, sway to and fro. Oscillation types....

Well, why would I do that?? I had a very kiddish way of feeling that if i recited my poems swaying along then I would never miss a line. So be it, I never used to skip a line.....

My swaying alas was limited only till Junior school.....

Junior School days, junior thoughts.... Young mind of mine had this very nascent notion....Well, may be someone should give it a try.....

FOR A CHANGE

WELL, WELL, WELL,.........

This may seem something uninteresting to most of you, but i will still go ahead and post it.

This blog I'm filling in is something that is very dear to me....hence the apt title.....

The TEN most priceless possessions of mine are,

1. My BOOKS --> ARE AN ADDICTION

2. My JEWELRY --> I AM CRAZY ABOUT

3. My SKETCHES --> ARE WORTH THE EFFORTS

4. My POEMS --> IDEAS I LOVE PENNING DOWN

5. My WATCHES --> TIMELESS BEAUTIES

6. My PAINTINGS --> COLORFUL

7. My STATIONARY --> VAST COLLECTION

8. My BAGS & PURSES --> TOO MANY

9. My NAILS --> AN ADDED BEAUTY

10. My CLOTHES --> WARDROBE FLOODED

This may sound absurd right????? That's ME. I just love the above things.

For a change something different this time......