Hey, it’s Christmas! So————Me-rrrrrr-yyyyy Christ-maaaaas tooooooo allllllll!
The resounding thoughts of Jesus Christ along with the birth of the great scientist Sir Isaac Newton make this day the most celebratory. The supposed Santa Claus is a symbol of happiness and expectation from the kids. On Christmas Eve, he, with his poke of gifts for children, drops them into the houses from their chimneys and so begins a new day of giving and loving in our this mundane lifestyle. Christmas takes us away from our normal routine and brings to us a wholesome routine that keeps us felicitous for a considerable amount of time.
I forgot to tell you, my birthday’s today, the 25th of December! That’s tomorrow! Let’s see what can be done. Some hopes of a sumptuous “lunch” are alive—but it’s totally “insubstantial” to me. According to me, nothing’s to be done or bought. All clear?
Friday, December 25, 2009
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
Saturday, October 24, 2009
The Drab Monotony of Habit
Oh! I’m just tired of this austere routine—study, study, study! Play, play, play! Is there nothing else other than all these? Who likes such a kind of a daily timetable? We have been bound with fetters to our humdrum routine and it is most unlikely to get out of such a mess before reaching a “ripe” age. Sometimes I think of surmounting all barriers and breaking free into the “meadows” of “William Henry Davies”. I can guarantee at least 60 out of 100 would like rid the drab monotony of habit from their lives. (I recall I had already indited earlier on this subject.) Two or more trips to the countryside per month would benefit us a lot rather than sitting in front of the idiot box all day or scratching heads at your workplace or even getting choked in the suffocating atmosphere of the kitchen. Instead, we might be able to have a look into the bucolic side of the world.
Aare life hai to jeeo, khulke jeeo!
Thursday, October 1, 2009
Maha Astami
The day started with my brass hats nagging me to get up; it was already nine when I got up. A "Panjabi" and a "Pyjama" were all that were needed to gather at the Mandap just to deliver the so-called "Pushpanjali". A lousy job for an atheist! The night saw nothing very "isspecial" at the marquee but only the moppets' boogeying at the music being played and cracking the crackers; without much interference of the "gun-powdered cap roll" guns the night spelt serenity.
Nothing much to speak about but "Something" wishes its readers a very happy "Mahashtami"!
Subho Bijoya
Subho Bijaya everyone! I earnestly apologize for the post being published quite late on the 3rd day after Bijoya Dashami. The day seemed lachrymose for our fervent believers who could not contain the rolling of tears down their saddened cheeks and had to wipe them off every moment. But they comfort themselves with the thought of the return of Goddess Durga every year, the mother of all Hindu Goddesses. The people, mostly youngsters, accompany Goddess Durga to the immersion site with boisterous celebrations and incessant beating of drums and submerse her with shouts of "Durgs Maiki - Jay" which still keep reverberating through our ears. Atheists too, devote their time to experience the divine delight behind watching the "aratis" and observing all the pertinent décors of the Puja Pandals with their respective families and above all, the statue of Maa Durga. Doing "pranam" to our brass hats and "kolakuli" with our middlings are sine qua nons to Bijoya; fulfilling them is a bit tedious (frankly speaking!). ADIEU Maa Durga and sayonara everyone!
Maha Navami
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Maha Saptami
Yes, it's the 1st day of the Durga Puja '09! A dreary morning it was with only a few people occupying the Puja marquee. With my friend, I reported there by noon; only to see ten or eleven people lazily occupying the chairs and chatting with each other. Competitions and programmes were conducted at night (although I could not devote much time to watch all those "spectacles"). At night I went to see the "pujas" at Mahananda, Sanhati More and many others. Unlike all other years, this year's Saptami was not that interesting; moreover, I was amazed to see the Puja Mandap having a paucity of "devotees" on which day? That too the25th of September, Saptami! This post didn't flow swiftly as such, isn't it? Yes, I could not acquire much things to tell you but I indited what struck my mind. Waiting to see the Mandap teeming with people on the 26th, Mahastami or Maha Astami.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Wallowing in Nonchalance
The Half Yearly exams have finally ended! What a relief! I still have my books piled up on my study table that are recently necessitating proper care. So what? It’s the Puja Holidays man! Just relax yourself on the couch and have a “bindaas” enjoyment of the boob tube. Anything else? I have been loath to read books containing delightful stories until today; this might be the first time I have borrowed a book from my friend; and it is “The Alchemist”. I was so interested in reading the book that I already finished an unprecedented thirty-two pages in half-an-hour and I am proud of myself having read (not completely) an International Bestseller; although I have the unabridged Sherlock Holmes tome, I have only read the “Hound Of The Baskervilles” and have greatly enjoyed it. In class V or something, of Sherlock Holmes (abridged), I had read “The Red-Headed League”, “The Speckled-Band” (the best rated story of Sherlock Holmes which I too have rated the best) and “The Copper Beeches”. I have no personal gizmos to spend time with but I have my faithful companion, my computer, who never leaves me. Surfing the internet might be a good pastime. I have not yet started the Puja shopping but plan to start in a few days.
To aestivate the summertime during Autumn annoys all. Going out under this scorching heat is truly tiring. I would rather stay nocturnal, brother; I would prefer to not come out of my house during the matutinal hours.
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Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Superstitions….The Iniquities Of Our Society….
Superstition, as looked at by different personalities, might be regarded as a diablerie that is prevalent even till now. This is the noughties and superstitious beliefs are still mesmerizing the hoi polloi like they did in the bygone centuries. Is this a true picture of the so-called “modern” society? What will the moppets learn? To wait for some time after a sable feline crosses the road? Or to procrastinate after a strong sternutation? So murky is our present day world. Amigos, have you ever indulged in some superstition? I guess you have unknowingly committed one at least once. Sometimes we are so much carried away by these beliefs that we unconsciously follow them. Even if the young are reluctant to follow them, their elders make them do it perforce. They are like fagins inserting delinquency into the minds of the tots. What do they want? To develop them into stalwart cohorts of this kind of an illogical credence? Can you imagine mates what can be the condition when these young ones grow up to become a successful person? If you are fallacious, be able to understand your own self; think logically.
Saturday, August 8, 2009
The Master Blaster
Back in the 90s when the Little Master used to vanquish the adversaries of India severely; myriad plaudits embraced him with all their might. Yes, such was the efficacy of the cricketing legend Sachin Tendulkar; they are all bygones, never to return. The present form of Sachin has too many ups and downs to be praised of. This is likely to happen with age — dream of those times when the abilities of the precocious youth had dominated the cricketing world— Oh! What a form he had acquired! But now they have gone into the depths of time. Sourav Ganguly, another master blaster, had recently retired from International Cricket. Sachin should learn from his this very intimate friend. He should not be dogged in his career; one has to retire at some time or the other and now, the time for Sachin has ultimately come. He should think about donating his place to the youth generation that is increasingly becoming substantial in every field of work. After all, "Youths should be developed to build peace and prosperity for the nation." *****Comments are anticipated*****
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Monsoon
The air inherits some peculiar kind of smell with the onset of monsoon. The same frog ribbits in the rippling waters; the same “rainy” resonance definitely concocts a sleepy mood. The languor incited by this beautiful element of Nature is to be truly praised of. A gloomy atmosphere, overcast skies usually mark the time of the defeated; but the case is different this time. The aura of languidness and an eloquent scent of monsoon indeed bring a sense of pleasure.
Water logged streets; fields full of still waters lodging a variety of itsy-bitsy fishes, the sonorous effect of a heavy shower produced on tin roofs are magnificent. Intermittently closing the ear with some quilt (or something) in order to listen to the “tip-tap” of the rain drops is definitely a transcendent experience. Those who can feel them understand the true nature of monsoon. No school after a night’s heavy shower is a different experience. Scrumptious breakfast in the morning; mummy preparing delicious lunch in the afternoon; having great fun at the dining table at night when papa comes and together we enjoy delectable items. Such fun and frolicking are seen in very few houses— people nowadays are too busy maintaining their income, their humdrum busy routines to spare even a single day for enjoying with their family.
Friday, July 17, 2009
The Daily Trouble Faces A New Competitor
Yes, dear readers, the time for showdown has finally arrived. The famous newspaper of our class "The Daily Trouble" will soon face a new competitor, "The 24x7 Informer" that might bring a "rough and tough" competition. Yes my boys, it's the ARC style. Something when is taken up, is not to be underestimated. I vow that I shall never bring any vulgarity in my newspaper; neither shall I used so-called "bombastic" words.
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Saturday, June 27, 2009
“Don’t catch my collar!” ordered the boy…..
Holla! Today I am bringing you one of the abominable cases in the history of our school. Albeit, it was not in “history”, it entered “history” today.
The opprobrious “gangsta” of our class, Parthav Kallani, IX A, had developed such defiance that he, with pointing fingers at our new “Bengali” teacher, Raja Talukder, had threatened the latter by saying “Don’t catch my collar!” not one but two times. Sir Talukder is a newcomer in our school and could not understand what to do when Parthav and some of his friends (no names please!) were deliberately shouting “Hindi” words at each other. When he could not resist that brat’s misbehaviour, he went to him, caught him by his collar and pushed him down that column (betwixt two rows) till he reached the door. At that time, the fella made his damn remark that enraged Sir. Sir was too helpless to give a tight whack across the boy’s bloody countenance. The bell rang simultaneously and so did start the parent-teacher meeting of Classes VIII and IX.
Sir Talukder might have complained to all the teachers about that obnoxious and uncultured comportment exhibited by that filthy little kiddiewink. Some steps have to and will be taken against that egregious youth.
Had I been the “strongest boy” of the class, I would have caught him by his collar and thrown him out of the class, notwithstanding its consequences.
SUCH FELLAS SHOULD BE HANDED THE TRANSFER CERTIFICATE at once.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
"Spitting Image Of What Ails Bengal's Schools"
The day seemed bad for our naive school inspector, Rizul Islam, who was of a good character and rejected the demands of that abhorrent primary school teacher, Ranjan Sil Sharma, after which the latter had splattered betel juice on the dignitary.What a lesson for "tiny tots"!!! Oh boy! Is THIS a picture of TEACHERS????? According to me, there are none "teachers" left since that "transcend" and "erudition" have gone down into the depths of time. Now, it is time for us to slowly absorb the numb that our society is going to face in future.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
School reopens with unit test!!!
What a bad luck! Unit Test on the first day of school after it reopens and that also bengali!!!! This week is the last one for projects and the last week of the vacations will be like a gale blowing over me. I just cannot conjecture my upcoming situations!! Albeit everything becomes fine at the end, this might also be the same. So it's useless to be on tenter hooks when I know my preparations will be done succesfully and rigorously. Well, I would expect comments for this post.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
LEISURE
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
We have heard a lot of this poem by W.H.Davies. But what is its application?
Who does not like to have some pleasure and delectation? But do we spare some time to see the beautiful idiosyncratic view of nature? The answer is negative for most of us. Whenever we ask a small child to sketch a picture, what does he do? He instinctively gazes into his mind and builds a beautiful bucolic scene which he scribbles. Everyone wants to spend some time with nature’s wonders; everyone wants to have some leisure. But the thing of concern is that most of us are oblivious of it; we merely forget it as we keep ourselves busy in our humdrum routine.
We ought to devote some time to savor nature and for that we must give short trips to the countryside once or twice a week; or even, if possible, everyday. Albeit we have artificial pleasure in our homes, we understand the true meaning of “leisure” during such trips to the agrestic side of the world. Usually, in the outskirts of cities, we have such places. Other than bringing leisure, natural sceneries are didactic too. For example, twilight indicates the time of the defeated, the losers. Per contra, daylight indicates the time of the exultant. The artificial circulation of air that we get from fans is not as pleasant as that of nature, the trees, the oceans, rivers, et cetera. So, what do we infer from this? NOTHING IS MORE DELECTABLE THAN NATURE.