23 long years....

As I turn 23 this Christmas eve, I am wondering….@@###%%.. Which year has turned me on the most??
Was it 2004 ,the year I turned 18, was eligible to smoke as per my mom (I asked her once when I was 8 “When shall I start smoking and the answer was – not before 18”)?
Was it 2007 ,the year I turned 21 and gained the legal right to lose my virginity??
Is it 2009, the year I became a ‘farzi’ B-TECH and got into IIFT,Delhi? and felt like being in love for the first time??

I have always taken my life as it came , never shown any pro-activeness….. no future planning of sorts…
Always been an average student at school.. the only child of working parents…. My life was pretty much independent till the time I stayed in Ranchi….
The defining moment came, when I moved to Haldia for my engineering…. And that has really changed my attitude , my perspective towards life……
For a guy who has always stayed alone since the age of 5, this was a different experience- ‘sharing things with people’….. I guess it was my upbringing that has taught me to adapt quickly and make friends super quickly….
I got my best buddies at college ,I got awesome roomies and we made sure rules @ college is not going to fuck our happiness, we are going to rule for the next 4 years and not worry much about what is in store for us in future…. We dealt in all types of acts in college which, if sanity prevailed can’t even be thought of….. Chetan Bhagat’s “5 point someone” will be subsumed if I deciede to pen down my experiences at college life….
Everything has got a negative side. Our rate of activities gathered pace and the propensity of befriending with gals decreased at an incremental rate. I still remember the words Ms Anindita Ghosal said “aamar theke dure thaak, aamar bhoye lage(let me translate this in English- stay away from me , I feel nervous being infront of a drunkard like you)”
Falling in love and having girlfriends in college was a not destined for me. This doesn’t mean I was averse to girls…. “Commitment” was always a tough term when it meant being in relationship with me….
Came 3rd year and I suddenly started thinking very seriously about my life…… I managed a few MBA aspirants in my “chill and cazz” college people… preparing for CAT did not mean we are short of enjoyment….but I made sure I balanced my padhaai likhai with my fun part….
And it was end of March’09 when IIFT let out its results and I was in …… my new journey had begun…. My stepping stone towards a so-called corporate life…
Sitting here in surat and thinking about my past, I would commit that P5-207 and its inmates have been my greatest influence in me…..even more than my parents…
Haldia Institute of Technology taught me how to survive even in the toughest of conditions…… dealing with strangest of people……

Cheers

Tanmoy..

don't worry......just be happy....

It's the first post that has not been penned by me, but still I am including it in my blog because of the message it conveys

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Don’t just have career or academic goals. Set goals to give you a balanced,
successful life. I use the word balanced before successful. Balanced means
ensuring your health, relationships, mental peace are all in good order.
There is no point of getting a promotion on the day of your breakup. There
is no fun in driving a car if your back hurts. Shopping is not enjoyable if
your mind is full of tensions.


"Life is one of those races in nursery school where you have to run with a
marble in a spoon kept in your mouth. If the marble falls, there is no
point coming first. Same is with life where health and relationships are
the marble. Your striving is only worth it if there is harmony in your
life. Else, you may achieve the success, but this spark, this feeling of
being excited and alive, will start to die. ……………….


One thing about nurturing the spark - don't take life seriously. Life is
not meant to be taken seriously, as we are really temporary here. We are
like a pre-paid card with limited validity. If we are lucky, we may last
another 50 years. And 50 years is just 2,500 weekends. Do we really need to
get so worked up? …………….


It's ok, bunk a few classes, scoring low in couple of papers, goof up a few
interviews, take leave from work, fall in love, little fights with your
spouse. We are people, not programmed devices........."

"Don't be serious, be sincere."!!...........Chetan Bhagat

the little dynamite...

I never imagined that hitler will be so popular in my college.I felt so happy and proud when the entire CSE '09 batch shouted "hail hitler " during the farewell.Well I am not talking about the great nazi but a very dear friend of mine.We have all heard "big dhamakaas come in small packages" and she is one of them.I never had the chance of being so close to girls but right from the first year we danced on the same tunes.
Our friendship grew stronger as years passed on....

She has wonderful negotiation skills which always start from "laats and ghusaas" and ends with a very gentle smile.
Her volubility in speaking hindi is an art in itself.....and she portrays a perfect bengali in her when she talks about fish....

Close ones will agree that she has a heart of gold and I still remember the lines she told me when we were going for the mandarmani trip....

Her love for smokes and liquid was deciphered during our 'infamous' jetty trips....
which were always made special by suchi's activities.

It was bcoz of her presence that I could always find out the latest happenings in d girls hostel.Having spies in girls hostel really helps.....

How can I forget the innumerable meets at tupi kaka's dokan(meeting during class hours was difficult...well classes r not meant for me ), garden restaurant, the deptt. tours, fests, the digha trip, d road infront of the matangini, the city centre.... and the innumerable places we have been together spending such precious times.


Time will fly away....and probably we will meet somewhere...somehow..... but you will always be close to my heart....


luv u

hitler

A flashback......

Its raining in the month of nov.... aise hi itna thanda hai.... upar se yeh baarish...

Lemme just rewind the entire scene a year back.....
"kitna score hai be?", i asked
"b@#$%^&*d sab jalat ho gaya,saare quants galat "- said my ever hardworking and diligent roomie.
"kors kya kar raha hai", i asked.
"pata nahi,chuchu k saath hoga,porn dekh raha hoga",d same guy

this was d time we left all d 'moh maaya' and testing ourselves for CAT, solving mock cat papers.

"sau number v nahi aa rahe hain,kaha se cat niklega???better prepare for 2019. waise tere kitne aa rahe hain be tanmoy?" says sudipto.

"kisi tarah se sau pure hue,par VA me lag gayi sali"

this was d time me and sudipto started thinking- joinings bhi late aayegi,CAT bhi nahi niklega,to apun karenge kya.

"aise time kina hua hai?"
"its 1am"
"bas?"
"abe bahaar aaja, sutta maarte hain, o fuck ts raining"
"aise mausam me to daru mangta hain"


this is where 2 highly revered personalities of Haldia Inst. of Technology left all their dedication towards man-age-ment and start hunting for some rum.

aaja 309 me chalte hain...waha pe hoga....

"mila?"
"nahi waha dendu chal raha hai"
"lampu se pooch"
now,this is a character who was called "lampat" by everyone and lampu by many.He tried to be a casanova but ended up being the biggest flirt in our college.... well he had numerous eveteasing cases..... gals named him "lampot", which means someone characterless(in bengali)
"mil gaya b!@#$%^&d, thora sa hai, paja k saath maarega to mast nasha hoga"
"205 chalo, joy k pass maal para hoga"

so finally, d party began...
and when d highness in us reconciled, we mangaged to go to 321 holding on 2 each other, where the other 2 faaltus were caught watching porn....ideal CAT aspirants...

so, now when I m sitting in 507, typing this,watching it rain in winter..... my memories flash back.....

maybe a bottle of rum and an envelope of stuff is round the corner.... but i miss my old friends who will always be very special to me...unke bina mera nasha hain adhoora...


cheers
FALTU 4 ROCKS....

HERE I AM.....

I rubbed my ass on benches of my college for four long years.The classes were like long and never ending episodes of Saans Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi....I tormented myself through so many lectures and labs....

But now its all over...

College days are History Channel now......no more dress codes...no more labcoats....no more mid day meals at the mess... following college gals for miles after miles inside the campus....no more imitating loose screw wale professors....my life style for the past few years have become history now....

I will miss my lovely classroom and my favourite last 3 benches...i will miss the tupi’s khopcha,d garden restaurant,...the toilet ( which stands as a testimony to numerous incidents which i shall never forget ) .... and of course i ll miss d kutta...
and now when I am sitting in my new home(d first one was the home of rats…. The highly revered p5-207) and thinking!!!!!
How did I manage to make it here……..??? was the question I always asked myself!!!! Its one of the prestigious B Schools across the country??now when I am in … I find everyone the same….
My life has completely changed over the last 2 months….…..
My interviewer was an old ,spectacled, large teethed bare papa sort of a person.His face reminded me of Baburao ( Paresh Rawal ) from the film Heera Pheri...There were two others but I could hardly remember their faces….He looked at me very suspeciously as if i had forcefully kissed his daughter before coming for the interview...He scanned less through the marks and more through the marksheets to make sure that i had not printed them from my local baniya shop...The interview lasted for about fifteen long minutes...the questions were from myriad dimentions.......i said what i knew...i invented what i did not know...i lied about what i thought he did not know......I made him believe that i was the only person alive in this entire solar system who had a passion for making a difference...It worked...I am in...God Bless Baburao...God Bless india... :-)
In the end my dedication and hardwork paid off....
Cheers!!!

my life has really changed......

Just 4 months ago I was thinking of what to do after I graduate....... with the recession showering its blessings, the joinings have got to be delayed by atleast six months......
"shit I have to sit at home....." was exactly what was I thinking of....
and then all of a sudden the results came out!!! I got into IIFT!!!!! It was definately the best thing that has happened to me in my life.For a poor soul like me,who has always been at the recieving end all of his life, apart from some sporadic successes,my life has been devoid of any major success.....................
My life has definately changed,given the busy life one has in a Bschool.....
Sleeping at 4-5am has never been a major problem for me but waking up at 9am .....and then attending classes was a new thing for me.Ya I managed to attend a few classes in my engg. days ....but classes in a bschool is a hell lot different.....one can't sleep...one needs to participate....dere are assigns....presentations have to be made on a weekly basis
plus there are club interactions.... and lots more.
It has been a dream come true for me....and I am trying for trade-offs.... forgetting the sylvian life I had just 3months before and this entire new world where there is no time for anything.....