the bucket list

there always comes along a movie that gets to you.....sad to say that a movie about two old old men got to me....but hey its jack and morgan........ i'd have to daft to miss that... any ways i'll keep this short and to the point....

the bucket list is : List of the things you want to do in life before you kick the bucket
tacky ....yes....but none the less to the point....
** psst : for the slow ones, kicking the bucket aka dead

so i got to thinking about my bucket list :
(i won't get it all at once so i'll keep adding........ and isn't this a very taggish affair.... hence with the power invested in me i tag....umm the cia, dreamy, PjC, onn, and any one who have nothing better to do)


so... here goes:

1. err........ thi is hard....(10 mins in)... umm drive a bently ....phantom is i can

2. go to a bb king and clapton concert

3. go snorkeling........ and since its my list i'd go to the Galapagos

4. oooo ooo..... ride a harley on route 66 ......high.....while the sun is rising....

5. cry happy tears.......(deep huh)

6. go gliding

7. go to woodstock , oo oooo and Mardi gras

8. join the mile high club.....................this list is gettin very selfish

9. quit smoking for a monnt...err..a week!

10. have this one last party with the ppl i care about

11. kill bush (this'd be the last thing i strike off) if ppl from nsa are reading this...i meant bush
the band........

12. just talk to a person on death row........

13. get adopted by jolie..........and then conspire to get pitt outta the picture

14. be happy for one whole day

15. kiss the most beautiful girl in the world (this will be a trial and error process)

16. get lost in brazil.......then be found again and i gotta see the carnival

17. october fest..........ya....gut gut.....



...................... i can't think on any more now....
see the movie if you get the chance

ho ho hoe

merry christmas ye all...........
bah humbug!

err:------------- notice.....

this has been brought to my attention

Looking for payday loans?

This rating was determined based on the presence of the following words:

• fuck (15x)
• fuckin (8x)
• shit (3x)
• sex (1x)

:) i have been spoinling/educating children..... the hell i was a bad kid bah hum bug..... bite me

like it is

....well well.....long time i guess........i suppose i am either gettin a life.....or just plane tired and bored........ i'd be lying if i don't say that this week hasn't been eventful..... i have met usha uthup.. didi.....very nice woman....i am a fan......i mean how come she's always smilin..... then ushaji's better-half have up a huge "informative" speech about why smoke ciggy's...... he quit a long time back.....and all-through the conversation...i some how felt he was lookin at me a lil too much.... then he said.....if you smoke .....then make it count...... then i kinds knew why he was lookin at me..... but i wasn't the only man there with a target painted on my head.....anyways a relatively hot girl taught me....hotness is over rated....and ....uptill now anything a woman did was a turn-on.... there were now turn-offs i had seen.....i mean sure if you(a girl) picks her nose.......its a friggin turn off..... but they don't do a lotta "turnin-off's"in front of us now do they.....i guess men are animals..........the word turn-off is strictly a female biased word.......ahh but thats what i used to think.....now any lady sayin "tekxi"....is definitely not what i wud say "seksi".........but as i said men are animals......it turned me off...."for the moment" :P...........sigh
heard a coupla great songs........got moved by none
played a shit load of TT.......but haven't lost a pound
walked a lot....now this i liked......i walked insanely long distances on my own.......mp3 in ear...stamina sticks in hand........juggling a single water bottle........warding off evil glares at the same time........
saw this fucker...intentionally ram into a woman..........the woman battled.....i cudn't hear what she was sayin....but the guys (there were2) never looked back......the funny thing is......they were unfortunately headed the same way i was.........they saw me react when one of them bumped into the lady.....ad then i'd been on their tail for a good km......... i suppose they got spooked.... constantly lookin back at me as they continued walkin.......in case you didn't know that a sign of weakness..so i held my stare(blood shot pissed-off eyes.....but that a whole diff story...pissed off cause i had to walk cause my cous gave me the wrong add...hence the long walk)....... as they came to stop at one crowded bus stop.......i am generally a peace loving person......but i hate shmucks....i really do.........never the less...the dude who had been the wise ass stood with his back at be.......i cordially smashed into his arm.......hence pushing him into "friend".....they both turned to protest.....ready for a fight.......i suppose my hand reacted......and i whacked the "feeler" on the back side of the head........and pointed to the other dude.......and told him to shut the fuck up.........in my mother tongue naturally........once the adrenaline flows it flows....... i think they recognized me as "the witness"......i obliged them with some wisdom....... by that time everyone at the stop was lookin around......they all want some action these ppl here.......but they didn't know which side to support (not that they generally wait to choose a side)....... they probably were bemused......none the less the duo wisely kept shut....knowing if i entertained the crowd of their doings....they'd had more than one whack coming their way..... it felt sadistically refreshing in venting my anger on that stupid couple.........sigh i only wished i wasn't alone....... the fun cud have lasted.........i matter-of-factly started again on my journey....... mp3 player in hand............ i suppose i have a lotta anger supressed in me.......cause i never do stuff like this.... but i do know when i do get angry i kinda forget everything and "fuck-all" mode turns on..... sorry moo i remem what i had done to ye........hee hee....what was it "outta my way kid".... good times....good times........btw all this heroics......is so not me....the thing is i had 2 knives on me that day..camera'r protection hee hee..........fuck it took a while for what i had done to sink in......and for ppl who might try this....park circus is the last place you'd wanna do this........else you betta have one hell of a good excuse....and drive...........i had both and a lil bit more.......and honestly speaking....i had no idea where i was.....or even if i was to do what i did....it just happened i guess..............
eventful ................ in all this i forgot to mention the kiss........... but then again it was only a kiss....momentary lapse of verbal communication..............but thats all that i'd like from the teksi......

and to think i didn't know what i was goin to blog about!

to my simona! pssst : call me and lemme know where you are

Where you are thats where I want to be
And through your eyes are all the things I want to see
In the night you are my dreams
You'r everything to me

You'r the love
Of my life
And the breath
In my prayers
Take my hand
Lead me there
What I need is you here

I cant forget the taste of your mouth
From your lips, the heavens pour out
I cant forget when we are one
You and I am free

Everyday, every night
You alone, are the love of my life

Everyday, every night
You, alone, are the love of my life

We go dancing in the moonlight
With the starlight in your eyes
We go dancing till the sunrise
You and me, were gonna
Dance, dance, dance



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this bit is a requiem :

if i ruled the world......man what a fantasy......no limits...no one to say no......there's no wrong no right........no poor no rich....no colour or creed....just people on a planet full of grace and harmony.....heh what a world..... one can experience this nirvana but for a mere lapse or ...sence...a trip may be, with bright colours and clear speech....unusually coming at you so slow...as if the words themselves circle in a helix around the head.... a moment in which we are weight less....sin free and pure...... but only for a while......god says good things never lasts forver.......the good times always are in the past...a hazy un certain future.....i ask why......why us.....(why me)....... but then rebellion is the only option......so i rebel along with others.....for the system which ought to inspire us.....encourage us.... we need to reach out. i guess theres only one plague in this world........choice.......its so difficult and we are helpless before it.......the only cure would be if we could directly see the vision of each decision we make.....every turn we take.....every lie we tell........heh.....its feels nice to reach out.....i dare say with the advancement in technology.....such miracles may be possible......but there again god interferes..........our generation will pass by then..........but to tell you the truth i kinda like not knowing......knowing means caring......caring means commitments.. .....commitments for us to dissapoint........atleast we will feel things we'd miss out on.... and somehow it feels better to fall and then get up rather than not falling at all.... to which i introduce another one of my favourites.............


do click and read...............i'd like that!

tagged

Rules:
1. Put your MP3 player/Media player on shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. You must write the name of the song no matter what.

IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY?” YOU SAY?
after midnight- clapton, santana & hendrix
"ei to sardar atti...."

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
do you remember- jack johnson
"sigh......d/l the song and then you'll understand"

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GIRL?
in the cold cold night- the white stripes
*quoting: " you make me feel a lil older, like a full grown woman might, but when you gonna grrow colder come to me again in the cold cold night"

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
when i am gone- 3doors down
"maybe i'am just blind"

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
the healer- john lee hooker & santana
":P.....hee hee"

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
wishing it was you- eagle eye cherry and santana (supernatural)
"you know it"

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
collide- howie day
" no comments"

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
red light- green light - fred durst feat. snoop dogg
"it kinda makes sense"

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
december-collective soul
"i do?!"


WHAT IS 2+2?
where'd you go - fort minor feat. holly brook & jonah matranga
"very sad song"

DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
six strings down- A Tribute to Stevie Ray Vaughan (Jimmy Vaughn, Eric Clapton, Bonnie Raitte, Robert Cray, Buddy Guy, BB King)
"see the voodoo child holding out his hand"

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
runaround- blues travelers

" Once upon a midnight dreary
I woke with something in my head
I couldn't escape the memory
Of a phone call and of what you said
Like a game show contestant with a parting gift
I could not believe my eyes
When I saw through the voice of a trusted friend
Who needs to humor me and tell me lies
Yeah humor me and tell me lies
And I'll lie too and say I don't mind
And as we seek so shall we find
And when you're feeling open I'll still be here
But not without a certain degree of fear
Of what will be with you and me
I still can see things hopefully

But you
Why you wanna give me a run-around
Is it a sure-fire way to speed things up
When all it does is slow me down"


WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
yellow- coldplay (acoustic....ie aaro slow)
"fuck"


WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
1973 - james blunt
" wheres my simona.........i want my simona......sigh"

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Carlos Santana - I Dont Wanna Lose Your Love (Feat. Los Lonely Boys)
"this ain't rigged i swear"


WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
love of my life- dave matthews and santana again
"sigh"

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Black Eyed Peas ft. Sergio Mendez - Mas Que Nada
" shit yes........spanky number"

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
show(hey oh)- RHCP
"all good"

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
animals- nickleback
" i had a cat"


WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
behen cho# sutta- zeest
" not particularly proud of this song"

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
if everyone cared- nickleback
"singin amen i.......i'am alive"


WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?
banana pancakes- jack johnson
" this song is meant to keep ya... from doin what your supposta"



now comes "bleed it out".........well oldies true.....but young at heart..... my sorry luck continues well i just hope everything aligns itself accordingly soon...........i need my luck back... with out it shit i got nothing...nothing i tell ya

fuck....fuck fuck fuck

i lost my wallet today........ ironically the guy who got out of that same cab had dropped a ton o things and was gladly walkin off....i called him back to give his stuff.......and guess what i fuckin lost my wallet in that same fuckin ! fuck the money...... first time wallet e taka chilo......else its always in all my pockets...... first time it had a fuck load of money.....first time i lost my fuckin wallet........never been pick fuckin pocketed ever.....fuck....i have been under the fuckin weather for over 5 fuckin days now......my camera is fuckin around with me.....seems every one is fuckin yanking my chain...................


fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

copy-paste

For all of us who were born 1984 in:
The year of the rat.
The year of the Los Angeles summer olympic games.
The year of George Orwell's book.
The year everyone asked "Where's the Beef?"
The year Hulkamania is born...........................................????
The year Michael Jackson sets his hair on fire.
The year the first Apple Macintosh goes on sale.
The year of the F5 tornado that destroyed Barneveld, WI.
The year the first Culver's restaurant opened in Sauk City, WI.
The year Vanessa Williams resigns her Miss America crown due to nude photos.
The year Miami Vice first airs on TV.
The year Indian Prime Minister Indira Ghandi is assassinated.
The year Ronald Reagan is re-elected President of the US.

Top Songs of 1984
1. When Doves Cry-Prince
2. What's Love Got To Do With It-Tina Turner
3. Footloose-Kenny Loggins
4. Jump-Van Halen
5. Ghostbusters-Ray Parker Jr.
6. Dancing in the Dark-Bruce Springsteen
7. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun-Cyndi Lauper
8. Karma Chameleon-Culture Club
9. Like a Virgin-Madonna...........................yeah rite!!!
10. Caribbean Queen-Billy Ocean

Top Movies of 1984
1. Beverly Hills Cop
2. Ghostbusters
3. Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom
4. Gremlins
5. The Karate Kid
6. Police Academy
7. Footloose
8. The Terminator
9. The Natural
10. Purple Rain

Famous Births

Alicia Hollowell, February 29
Mandy Moore, April 10
Carmelo Anthony, May 29
J.J. Redick, June 24
Adam Morrison, July 19
Prince Harry, September 15
Avril Lavigne, September 27
Ashlee Simpson, October 3
Sasha Cohen, October 26
Kelly Osbourne, October 27
Omarion, November 12
Scarlett Johansson, November 22
Andrew Bogut, November 28
LeBron James, December 30

th lull

sorry for the delay.....i had a lot on my mind these coupla weeks..... anyways a lotta awesome stuff happened too....i saw a jam session....ie the guitarist strumming a gleeful melody......the bassist then thumped his way thru..... a little rhythm form the beat box.....and suddenly the first version of a song started......i have never heard such amazin "aaa's" and "na-na-na's" i mean the the first version ended.......it was time to re-do that amazing jammin but this time to perfection...which aint hard for those ppl......they sync'd in.....patches here and there......double flicking there.......some words were this takes best part....... the song i suppose is 4/5 mins long....... ann at this time had approximately 20 words..... not hot some might say.....but then came a break......the shortest break i had ever seen....the vocalist sat down on his chair.....opened the pint sized diary.....took his pen. he stared at the empty lines for quite some time......i went to the loo.....came back an two pages were filled..... the band had started the 3rd take........i, in fear of missin out..... again sat on the floor.... the base vibrating through the floor till my spine could re-direct it to my skull..... the guitar starting off......and then came the words.......thats what remember the words coming out....the players playin....all like machines....staring at the singer....wide eyed.....jaw wide open......15mins and woah....how the fuck........ professionals damn!
the song is now 4 days old.......some changes here and there.....but still grippin. so thats the fun i had.....the rest of the time totally mellowed out.... some things never change...some people never change....then.... some dogs become bitches some bitches become extra bitchy.....shit. life's a mess now.......... got really sad when i got to know that brazil was a 1lak deal........ i have to start robbin a bank or something....... one year of freedom seems very far away.....very.

the devils right-hand

About the time that Daddy left to fight the big war
I saw my first pistol in the general store
In the general store, when I was thirteen
Thought it was the finest thing I ever had seen

So l asked if I could have one when I grew up
Mama dropped a dozen eggs, she really blew up
She really blew up and I didn't understand
Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand
She really blew up and I didn't understand
Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand
The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand
Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand

My very first pistol was a cap and ball Colt
Shoot as fast as lightnin' but it loads a mite slow
Loads a mite slow and i soon found out
It can get you into trouble but it can't get you out
So then I went and bought myself a Colt 45
Called a peacemaker but I never knew why
Never knew why, I didn't understand
Cause Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand
Never knew why, I didn't understand
Cause Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand
The devil's right hand, the devil's right hand
Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand

Well I get into a card game in a company town
Caught a miner cheating I shot the dog down
Shot the dog down, watched the dog fall
Never touched his holster, never had a chance to draw
The trial was in the morning and they drug me out of bed
Asked me how I pleaded, not guilty I said
Not guilty I said, you've got the wrong man
Nothing touched the trigger but the devil's right hand
Not guilty I said, you've got the wrong man
Nothing touched the trigger but the devil's right hand
the devil's right hand, the devil's right hand
Nothing touched the trigger but the devil's right hand



.......................................................johnny cash ladies and gents

the hair cut

you know those stories were the moral is at the end.......well this ain't one o them... i'll give you the moral at the start and then continue to blabber.
THE MORAL : Never....I repeat Never go to a salon when high.

now for the story.....today was a bandh so i got myself a much needed hair cut...... i am one of those individuals that solely rate a salon on the massages and not how well they cut the hair.... so today i thought i'd huff and puff in the afternoon and end up to my regular cuttin house......where the ambiance is great...there's always an update all the hot topics in and around our block.... the formal "ki korcho........eee ma chul to cholei gelo........kota pota le......" these tend to be the question of the hour.... i was too zapped to formally answer those.......to be specific i think i gave myself away trying to answer those questions...... see this is a very normal place......three seats.....small room....one ac....which i have seen ever since i'v been goin there.....15 buck hair cut....10 buck shave....and a 15 buck massage (for regulars and patrons).....40 bucks of bliss.... i generally doze off in those comfy chairs.....my hair cut took 5 mins......normal.....not to be surprised....... then he asked me if i wanted "this"...now i say "this" cause i was in a half trance... and strolling down euphoria blvd....... so i say yes matter-of-factly....me goin back to my trance... suddenly feel this ice cold towel on my face...... i practically jumped outta the seat......the cold soon became bearable, then soothing......next went a friggin wad of god knows what on my face...."don open your eyes...it'll sting"......like helll.....i opened em as soon as he was finished..... and well it burned.....so with eyes wide shut i was told to sit for ten mins...... background e the music was obscenely pathetic.......i could figure out prosenjits ominous dialog deliveries.... with a 'phant here....a sigh there"....no question to who it was....... the dialogs were stringed with equally bad in-between music.......which jumped from ......remorse to joy......again and again till the scene end.....to my delight my guy returned...... wiped the shit off my face......and got on with the shave.... all the time i kept interjecting "oi massage bhulle kintu hobe na"....... after the shave.... he again puts some cream on my face....then drenches me in rose water......oh how i hope to god it was rose water.......and in the distance i heard this buzzing sound....it came nearer and nearer.. i knew what it was......what i didn't know was it was kaput.....but in working condition...... now that went all over my face.....rattles all the bones......i squirmed everytime it went over the adam's apple...i mean i know its there don't have to prove it....... then the inevitable had to happen....with that cream on my face....some bugger was caught trying to steal a bike.... sheesh... this is like hoTTTT for all the sorry people there no naturally everyone....yes including my napit rushes to the scene.....i sat alone......... a good 10 mins later.....they all came back...one was nursing himself cause he was in the front line pulverizing the sorry fuck...... and was caught by friendly fire...... i insisted that i had some very important thing to go to..... finally comin to "customer first mode"....he quickly got on with the rest...and the end result was a 230 buck receipt...and the cordial...."next kobe ascho"....i cudn't help but laugh at his face..... i looked at the clock... i had been in there for 2+ hours......and all i could remember were the hair falling.... shaving brush...and the pounding on my back.......and sayin yes to everything....the bastard trimmed my brows too....and it hurt....i remember that..... from now one the salon is a sober zone!

back back

i am back.......
back home
to living alone
but come monday
cometh dida
after which
i'll have to stay sidha
pujo was awesome
but all good things end
but there's always something new around the bend?!

chee_ah_sy!

bottom line: ferot ashtaisi

well i am off.....

off i go into the paddy......into the village.....where the grass is green the evenings long..... time stays still and no ones on the pill......i go into serenity...although...i feel elated.... i do feel sad for the ppl who couldn't make it......shubho bijoya to you all and may ye all have a gala time....cheers.... for the ppl who wanna reach me....they know where to call..... for those who don't.... don worry i wudn't have picked up anyways.......
peace!


bambhole

the reunion

seven.....its a bad number for some.....but for us it was bliss........ seven friends...nostalgia oozing out fueled with some beer and some stamina sticks.... ahh.... it was a surreal.... the masks came off....we were mere people for some moments....old friends lost in tie reunited by the only bengali festival strong enough to summon us all....... i hoped time would freeze....that 7pm would remain 7pm for the rest of eternity but alas al good things must come to an end......apart for the driving bit i enjoyed the day....after a long time i can say the day went well........we only hope to reunite again....but this time we all will be in water!

frig.....frig frig firg

hmm.....shud i start cribbin now or shall i wait for the middle of the post....where ppl generally slip the crib in...... nah...i start from the second line......if this infact ends up as the second line..... the weather.....the friggin weather.....when i go to bed...i don wanna sleep.....when its time to get up... i don wanna get up...... is it me or is the cool shift shiftin already......i hate weather changes.....thats cause the only illness that i am prone to get is the cold.....not to jinx my immune system....but its always been the cold thats toppled me..... no measels nor mumps can get to me......but the friggin cold always does...... and i believe cold on cold gets rid of the cold......don't work that way it seems... tonsils throb.....i dunno why/how they are still workin.... i am surviving on 6 extension wire's... see i kinda....well...managed to brake the switch board in the most important room in my house.....ie the room with the comp/tv/closest to the bath-room/fridge...and other stuff..... and in the process of savin money...i tried to salvage the situation.....only to short circuit the entire room..... you think drinkin and drivin is bad...... never be a cheappu when not one but 7 switches are in play and you can't tell the blue wire from the red wire.....that is until you accidentally touch it.....its sad to say that this isn't gonna be the last time...one of my friends bought a new phone.....with 3.2 MP camera and optical zoom....in a friggin cell phone......i mean......very J...i have books to return...kintu the idea of goin all the way to camac street is killin me...i mean....i have lost all touch with that part of the city....when i practically matured there and whereabouts....city center is a bad bad place...pujo'r bazar has set me off quite number of K's .....i shud have been cheap with my gifts, i am sayin cheap too many times...frig.. generally am not a cheap-o..kintu sheesh...i went over board with the spendings... although as the pujo goes on....i shall be reimbursed from time to time....moms sick again to thats another thing on my mind.....dad's off to las vegas for a 5 day conference....i won't comment on that....(lucky %#@#@).... by younger brother is sendin me videos of his school cheer-leaders... its nice to see cheer-leaders actually cheerin for a change......and was really glad that he sent me that instead of what i thought he was sendin me...... thank god.... i still like to think he's got a wiff of innocence still about him.....but the next mail proved me wrong....i am afraid i have taught my little brother too much.....i am starting to think of him as a better lookin and updated version of me.....oh almost forgot...with a full set of hair......... but i suppose i still have age on my side.... the nine year gap we have seems to be closing quickly.....i want to go off to the village .....find peace see green....fields of paddy i mean..... huh...its that time of the year already.....the incense....the lights......the aaroti's....the thick smoke screen of the dhunochi's......the sindur mixed with mustard oil stains all over the dhuti...... mom's not gonna be there to curse me when ever i wipe my fingers on the dhuti.....when i get blood smeared all over it....dad's sarcasm.....his utter silence when he know's he's drunk too much......then actually trying to open up and talkin to me as an adult....and me actually having a hefty mature conversation with him.....him drunk me zonked....the spit fights with that runt of a younger brother...a family affair without my family...huh...frig frig frig....aah well as long as the smoke rises from the sticks of reason...this epiphany will continue ....


my obituary is gonna say this.....

is it just me?!

lemme start off by saying that today advertisements in india have taken a turn towards some sort of an improvement....dont get me wrong...there are still some that i hate...some that are simply daft! but i dunno if you all see as much tv as i do.....but there is this reliance ad. goin around.....the theme is that in india every one had advise for everyone....but no one goes outof their way to do anything about it....rhyme nor reason plane gyaan... free of cost.....the 1min 30 sec ad sums up india in a nutshell and although the whole thing could have been done a lil better.....its fine the way it came out. at times everyone would agree that this is true.....its an integral part of a particular generation and their offsprings...... i do it at times.....not to be a hypocrite, but i know when to say what and who to say it it...... then comes along a pompous lil 20 year ol'.....tellin me who to write my blogs......it my fuckin blog......i like it....an i'll keep on writin the way i wish.....i mean givin advise on how to write blogs to others...... jesus its my friggin log i can write gibberish for all that matters..... to many friggin dots......fuck i mean get a friggin life ........don't like it....don't read it.....piss off and let me be...... don't go puttin your nose where it don't belong..... don't ruffle the friggin feathers if ye don't know what kinda bird it is.
i might sound really insensitive.......but i believe i am not......thats what counts.....its ppl like this that make tick.....i mean the fuckin audacity.....i believe that some ppl are plain an simple sad....get a life or get laid....and if you don't like what you get......get the fuck out.... b-bye......
blog e o criticism.....this is supposta to be fun....not clinical........sick sick sick..... i feel like punching someone! have't felt this jittery since kaalrav......(coll. fest).......
i have enough friends as it is.....and i am not keen on takin advise.....ask my dad!

to all others good night and god speed!

buggered

this last bummed me out for many reasons, like
1. unavailability of my herbs due to flooding.
2. t20 final e there was a power cut.....so i din't get to see the match....but heard the wickets fall.
3. missed jay leno and csi
4. cleaned car too many times.
5. opened and closed windows till hands went numb
6. cudn't go to icici again to blast them cause i still don't have any money..they misplaced my transfer
7. cudn't sleep a bit
8. buying fags turned out to be an obstacle course with water being the main theme

but then there are pro's to a situation too

1. reflected and drained into myself.....in vain tho.......i have a restless mind.... one moment i'm thinkin abt my future and shit.......the next crusin on a ship with jolie, uma thurman, scarlett johansson, th list continues....no guys on the ship .........you know how it goes.
2. listened to lots of music and danced alone (this shud be one of the cons.....put i suppose dance is a workout)
3. cleaned my house
4. had unexpected visitors....all drenched....that was fun.
5. was successful in catchin two puthi maach.....near the stare-well.... talk about fish outta water.
6. didn't eat them.
7. saw season 6,1,2 of that 70's show...and downloaded a lotta movies.
8. laughed my ass off whenever some one on the street got sploshed with a shit load of water from cars passin by...while i took pictures from the dry confines of the roof.

...........the rain has stopped but the suns not out....and i am back to square one.......agggggain





and again.....this is why i loved and still miss college........two of the best friends......a good deed or weed would buy.....my brother's from different mother's......how i miss this legde....that balcony that view.....

hgih detiawa gnol a

from being told that one of my picture has been chosen to be on display in las vegas to being offered a "chance" to be the side-kick to some hot-shot in maui........ i just say its calls for some "realism"....if there is a word........ i went crazy....its a wonder that i am typin so fast and that oo, without typos.......i stumbled across some memoirs.......although its a while since these pictures have been taken.....but i miss em.......miss the lot......miss the sessions....fcuk <---that i did on puprose......... i shall captions the pictures as i see fit........

to think of all the things we could do in our spare time
but no.....stoned and balti jam is whats hot

honestly.......things have changed
[left-right] to be corporate whore, sober(for a change), prisoner no. 421 aka dumb-ass
ahh.......but some things never change

things change....people change......but if you are true
but i guess somethings never do
(how abt that kickass rhyme......in the mood to night)

this is the doing of the cia.........peta ke bola uchit
menoka gadhi ...where art thao
empty mind is a devils workshop........hell yeah!

i suppose this is when i knew what i was going to be.
n.b. my hair is in much better shape.....honest

i'l just leave it at that.

well road trip any one?!

*dhik chik dhik chik*
besides the fact that it took me 2 hours and 2 lighters.......i was still impressed

this is the guys fav shirt.......honest.....he'll be buried in em
and that smile........colgate!

he he......my first good shot.
if he was remotely aware of what was goin on.....i don think i'd have this picture

aahh......F-503....the mecca the jerusalem.....the holy ground.....my room :P
my roomate.....and some freaky yet nice memories....

1. this actually is not morphed
2. it does hurt
3. chubby cheeks......was always the hit with the ladies... i didn't think
guys might use it like playdough

champions league

champions league kicks off today....... this time barca all the way....although i still want arsenal to do well......mourinho reminds me o cia...... always cribbin..... i hope Chelsea crash outta the preliminaries........ but that aint gonna happen......i am more bored than usual.... so what are you sad bucks up to?! :P....(new theme "interactive blog"...al gore theke idea peyechi...the dude has an interactive tv channel.........what next......but i respect the dude...all for the green)

shite

I'm through with standing in line
to clubs we'll never get in
It's like the bottom of the ninth
and I'm never gonna win
This life hasn't turned out
quite the way I want it to be

I want a brand new house
on an episode of Cribs
And a bathroom I can play baseball in
And a king size tub big enough
for ten plus me

I'll need a credit card that's got no limit
And a big black jet with a bedroom in it
Gonna join the mile high club
At thirty-seven thousand feet

I want a new tour bus full of old guitars
My own star on Hollywood Boulevard
Somewhere between Cher and
James Dean is fine for me

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name


'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blond hair

Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels
Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes
Sign a couple autographs
So I can eat my meals for free

I think I'm gonna dress my ass
with the latest fashion
Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion
Gonna date a centerfold that loves to
blow my money for me

I'm gonna trade this life
For fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair
And change my name

'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars
And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars
The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap
We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat
And we'll hang out in the coolest bars
In the VIP with the movie stars
Every good gold digger's
Gonna wind up there
Every Playboy bunny
With her bleach blond hair
And we'll hide out in the private rooms
With the latest dictionary and
today's who's who
They'll get you anything
with that evil smile
Everybody's got a
drug dealer on speed dial
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar
Hey hey I wanna be a rockstar

I'm gonna sing those songs
that offend the censors
Gonna pop my pills
from a pez dispenser
When they ask why I drink all day
I'll say because I can

I'll get washed-up singers writing all my songs
Lip sync em every night so I don't get 'em wrong
Then listen to the fans tell me how damn good I am

I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
I'd even cut my hair and change my name

...............

i am listenin to too much music.....cookin more often and not bloggin.......somewhere i'd like to believe that i got a life......but then i generally do all those when i feel real low...... my daily consumption of herbs suddenly are at an all time low....... saturation i guess..... and what else... oh yeah i got into latin music....one of those progressive states i suppose.....i keep on listenin to sergio mendez and los lobos and dance while i cook.........its good practice.....but you doubt yourself when the tenants across keep starin thru the window.........but unfortunately i don stop....my latest addiction is my version of an iced eskimo.....santana is still the most popular track that keeps on playin........the weather is so snuggly..........sigh....anyways.......gettin outta bed gets harder as the days go buy. nunku need's a serious girlfriend.....or thats what he tells me....... lol....any girls readin this and like to live on the edge....holler at nunkx....... but serious girls only........... shite shite.......thats abt all........ mundane!!!!!!

ultimate santana

santana's new album will be out pretty soon....... some o the songs have been released one called "into the night" by Carlos Santana & Chad Kroger. click on the song to download it! i mean the guy is like......."lemme know when you finish the song and i'll and some melody........some kickass strumming.....the regular bit of latin and rock........" or he can just make it up as the song goes along. the man is god!

DISCLAMER

that is...was...and will never be my undy!!!!!!!

clicka

its sad that the only one who can take my picture is me.......... when ever someone takes mi pic.... i am always out of focus......but i guess thats my fault.......(high)women and dslr's don mix! i'd say electronics as a whole......lol but then there are females that can click......... anyways the moon was out yesterday......it was amazing....and then the typical bengali laundry...........i swear to you those ain;t mine! just for the sake of innocence.....i'd like to say i live on the ground floor....and for me to go to the roof and hang my laundry......lol that'll be the day......sloth is my poison! lol
and when will the rain stop!!!!!

lost

i saw

simpsons the movie
that 70's show season 8
oceans 13
mr. mrs. smith (again)
oceans 11
oceans 12
oceans 13 (in sequence)
28 days later (freaky)
the lookout
breaking and entering (good...real good)
cashback (honu'll like this one)
Requiem.For.A.Dream
scrubs season 2,3,6.
prison break season 1 n 2
1408 (awsome)
...........i think i am crack addict if crack=movies.......... it get to ye after a while

reality

its a scary thing it is....... you do something and you think in don't matter......but karma is it..... bugger eh......what comes around goes around....thats reality right there......i know it exists but i still don't like it........ it gets you down when you least expect it....... good mood bad mood....don matter...... it get to me......where ever and when ever.......some of my flaws.....well a better way o putting it is one more of my flaws..... but i suppose that cuts and bruises remind you.... a spotless shirt is damed new if not wrinkled ...if not stained........ new ie on touched ie waiting for its journey to begin....... i'd rather be a smelly worn out shirt more than on any rack....... but i guess i already am........ buggering reality......... i see things that others don't.....hear what most can't.....i speak to a few who can understand.......feel absolutely nothing except the everyday mundane ticking of the clock....... tick tock tick tock..... the random sound of the shutter opening and closing.... other than that its smelly tattered and wrinkled for me......and i have to be sick cause some how its dosen't bother me..... i mean it should and i really want it to.......but it doesn't......i never changed being me....never for me....my future or or rite now.........its nothing to be proud of.....but i guess its to late to say i was born in the wrong century.........

well i'll leave you with some picture which i'll take rite after i write this last word........ i'd call it a glimpse.

rain

sunday........sunday was supposedly to be a good day....the meteor shower was supposta start from 11 at nite and for about two hours.......and i was stupid enough to charge my camera battery....ready my tripod......and hunt for the key to the roof... i say hunt cause well you really have to hunt for tiny things in my room........ and waddya know it rained the whoe friggin nite yesterday........my plans washed downs the gutter as usual....... me pissed as ever cursed the weather .....chugged a coupla o beers and went to the next best thing........ i saw " knocked up"...."the reaping"......"transformers"...."bourne ultimatum"........"surfs up" "ratoullie- or what ever its called"........"skinwalkers" "I.Now.Pronounce.You.Chuck.And.Larry"............ oh lets just say i made up for all the lost time.....and now there is aboutr 4 stairs worth of water clogged rite outside my front door....... my ciggy stock runnin low...... i think i gotta a take a dip!

bangla te kotha

achha ei blog ta aamibangla te likhchi kenoje je pupblic der saathe aami aaj raate chilam tara "item" jai hik.....aami cassini's division er follower.... becasu of theri music and the band members themselves.......aami o der ke chini so to speak.......jodio shobai ke na......kintu rahul da'r saathe jogajog ache......lead vocaltist..... jai hok....ei blog ta oder byapar e na....kintu oder ekta gig er bypar e .......bangla keno je.....je shob forsha chamra der saatahe aalap holo abt 35 tader kke aami ei site er add diye chi ....onek phototgraphy ethusiast chilo.....obbosho meye'ra majority....tai oder ke je aami khisti marchi sheita janete chai ni.....poe hoyeto labh hotepare.... :P....pati baggali buddhi..... jai hok aajke sam bollo ki rahul da ra gig korbe....onek din live bhalo music shunini bole aami game chila,..........kintu joknon bollo 35 forsh chamra der jonne gid and chele meye ratio kom......aami to hell and heaven pariye jete raji......... kitu je jinicsh o bolte bhule gechilo ki....group ta "shurch group....... all ideas janlar barire diye beshe gelo....kintu ei shob aami venue te pouchanor por jante pari........ so in a hotel jar booze er licence nei........ i got high on music only.... prolly for the first time ever....while shobai high on bhogoban chilo :P he he.......aji hok.....muckh to diye che bhogoban..... aami ket o marlam..... onek jon er virtual add o nilam......and dilam... kintu oder ke na janiye eita likhte e hoto aaami aaro input debo pore..... kenoje i kinda made up for all the things i cud'nt ger....and aamije eto ta likhechi is very amazing....... baki ta jogot e ferot ashar por likhbo.... kintui had fun! pati fun..... no impurities fun.... felt good

reminiscence

Staind - Outside


And you.....Could bring me to my knees...Again.
All the times.....When I could beg you please...In vein.
All the times.....When I felt insecure...For you
And I leave.....My burdens at the door...

But I'm on the outside, I'm lookin in.
I can see through you, see your true colors.
Cuz inside your ugly, your ugly like me.
I can see through you, see to the real you.

All the times.....That I felt like this won't end...It's for you.
And I taste.....What I could never have...It was from you.
All the times...That I've cried...My intentions...Were full of pride.
But I watse.....More time than anyone...

But I'm on the outside, I'm lookin in.
I can see through you, see your true colors.
Cuz inside your ugly, your ugly like me.
I can see through you, see to the real you.

All the times.....That I've cried...
All this wasted....It's all inside...
And I feel.....All this pain...
Stuffed it down.....It's back again...
And I lie.....Here in bed...
All alone.....I can't mend...But I feel...Tomorrow will be ok.

I'm on the outside and I'm lookin in.
I can see through you, see your true colors.
Cuz inside your ugly, your ugly like me.
I can see through you, see to the real you.