the people

.... never actually had an opportunity to thank them.....well actually prolly had loads o chances but never took em.... people have had a lotta influence on me..... no one will believe me if i say i am a mamma's boy....and i thank her for me being what i am... generally ppl (bengali's) who come from america automatically become snotty and pricks....... but i was just a normal guy....... got admitted to hindi high school......which then became birla high school...... a show of hands if you all ever guessed i was from that school.......... it taught me a lot..........8-12 maru's and gujju's were my best friends....a few bengali's...then came college....... not what i had expected.....but boy was it fun....first dude i met ended up being my best friend....first dudes i fought with became brothers..... the sadistic initiation rituals.......7 in all...... conjured by the 7 in the group.....the sad part was we used all this on ourselves....lol..... then time ran out...ppl went their different ways....... then there were the lot whom i never saw, hte virtual friends...... they did there part...... best things abt virtual friends is that you can tell most of them anything cause they will never actually run into you...but if that happens......there's always enough to drink coffee and laugh over..... i have friends all over the globe..... just in case i land up there...... all of these liaisons are female..... never doubted that....lol....... i mean men don know how to have fun....i admit that.......females are way ahead on the fun department......bah dhus....ki bolchi.... shob meye kinda speaks for itself....... lol...chi chi...... kintu honestly no evil intentions...*trying to keep a staight face*
now 23 years down the line i sit on this chair.....writing about something that i realized a long time ago..... certificates and degrees are just papers.......real lessons are learnt in life.....from people you love...people you hate and people you don know.....for instance......dudh photate diye kono din blog likhte nei.......shaala 4th time in a row i burned all the milk........ ki chaap
jai hok................jai jawan jai kisan
note to premi.........jio premi.......
note to self.........premi'r life miserable kora is a friends duty..... roj pechone lagbi....
note to others......... i need to make a chocolate sponge cake(nije khabo)......need ideas......