Thursday, June 25, 2009

Orkut Goodbye.

I am deleting my Orkut account (a certain social networking site that's getting increasingly depressing in my life with time.)

And I decided to put up all the testimonials I had received from my friends in the past 3 years, so I can go back to them when I wish to feel good or bad, accordingly:


3/9/09 Dhrubo For a moment, step back and look at her. Looks the most beautiful inside a chapel, silent, seated, dreamy with far out gazing eyes, vision perhaps pegged to the long candlesticks on either side of the cross.Needs a lamp-post and yet my huckleberry friend grows as a person everyday. Stands by my side and looks out into the world. Is the queen of perfect evenings. And cheesy love songs.

12/21/08 Minko My huckleberry friend.

12/11/08 Sayantani amar RAI HUNNY.....


10/24/08 Rai? Who has taught you to smile like that?


10/19/08 Minko It's tuktuki's evening out. All purple.Wet tramlines and skewed curvature tops need not get clumsy. or too clear, for that matter. It's tuktuki's vision of her lime green sea-weeds.Submarine.


10/16/08 I have named you queen There are taller ones than you, taller. There are purer ones than you, purer. There are lovelier ones than you, lovelier. But you are the queen. When you go through the streets no one recognizes you. No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks at the carpet of red gold that you tread as you pass, the nonexistent carpet And when you appear all the river sound in my body, bells shake the sky, and a hymn fills the world. Only you and I, only you and I, my love, listen to it

Minko Mysteriously mercurial.Claims to have a thorough knowledge of casual lying. Just like a Matisse painting, try to get a whiff of her and a lovely afternoon will break out just before your twilight eyes, with picnic baskets scattered beneath a strawberry sky and the hint of a mischievous moon.On a good day, is unashamedly esoteric.On a bad day, hopelessly so.Rai rocks. Even when she blues.

9/15/08 Shourya Well this pretty looking girl was in her nappies when I first saw her.So you guys know that I am probably better equipped than most of you to write a testimonial for her.Sense of humor is the first thing that comes to my mind when I think of her.She is an unusual combo of beauty and brain.But any ideal match (if it exists) should have three “B” factors…..beauty brain and bank balance.So you guys know what you need to have if you are thinking of dating her.But I would better give you a warning.Don’t go by the innocent smile on her face….you never know when it turns into an impish grin.


8/14/08 GauravMy friend, Shamnath...


8/12/08 Devapriyai find peace wheni'm confusedi find hope wheni'm let downnot in me ... in Youit's in youi hope to lose myselffor goodi hope to find it in the endnot in me ...in You

8/9/08 Devapriya Rai makes me smile

6/27/08 DevapriyaLove

6/25/08 SNEHANKITA: Oh my God!!!!!!

6/15/08 RitayanA mistake brought us together, a choice made us become friends and a bond shared will be protected forever. I hope to keep this one friend of mine for as long as i live. She is an amazing girl fun to be with, deep in her thoughts and extremely romantic...and it does help that we are both crazy about rain and evening skies. She has the amazing ability to be detached and be with her self even when she is in a group yet not seem distant. She is a great person to talk to...a patient listener and a sound adviser. She plays the flute...and i think she plays it quite well...i do hope she takes it up seriously someday...here's hoping she finds the love of her life and everything else she ever dreamt of(that doesn't include the ones in which she kills cats....)

4/29/08 Ritama Once upon a time a believed in this :"Panic thy name is Rai"(remember the play before exams and you freaking out?)..But then when I realised that I was worse than her..(you taught me to be calm..you,of all people!)..I stopped thinking that way...!She reminds me of those toys with wind up keys...if you wind em up real hard..they move too fast in all directions...She is intense.(That's the only word my failing vocabulary will rovide right now)AND she is the female version of my chocolate cream soldier. Here's to all the crazy adventures we had..(remember the time we...??!!)Love you to death.*mwah*


1/5/08 Ani College wouldn’t be college without having met Rai…considering her ..ahem..”admirers” have already filled this space with no paucity of compliments I’ll refrain from doing the same. Rai is insane and she’ll drive u to madness with her medley of words delivered in the dramatic of manners! And beware if u thought her to be just a pocketful of brains, ‘coz her melodramatic takes on “life” will put even Ekta Kapoor to shame! Inspite of this she still manages to retain her sanity, enough to remind u to study and study real hard before your exams. God, what I would be doing without her last minute notes!On the upside (read downside) she doesn’t hesitate to embarrass u in public by asking questions like “the lowest attainable marks in the exam” as if she’ll get anywhere near that! Duh, my genius girl(and I mean it).Having said this there’s still space to say that Rai’s a sweetheart.And if I’m still alive after she’s read this I’d add that I can’t imagine 3 yrs without her.Love u girl!

9/29/07 // Som if i was a cartoonist the first thing i would do is to initiate a major switch. dexter in dee dee's shoes looks er.....RaIsh. hair pouring over the ears...smooth texture light very light. a habitual constant pushing it back to its place. petty but important. a phone that defies all its likes. a voice that amplifies sound beautifully into music. all converge into what seems like maybe a sequel to major romantic classics. Irony. classics are out. RaI is in.The aura of a girl next door. Essence of a lady in red. Attitude of a woman at the top. RaI has it all. With a personality that can make goofy hawkers go berserk she walks with it all...complete...as said...RaIsh...hair pouring over the ears...smooth texture light very light....man i just cant forget that part....to be continuedlightscameraaction


9/6/07 // Som e saader bhaag hobe na!!!!!!!



9/6/07 // Som RaI.NOUN."A girl ever impossible to shake off from your system"; ALSO: "A random controller of people's psychologies who feigns innocence about her own charms."e.g. "Way to go, RaI!" OR "RaI hates my elaborate style of speaking."ADJECTIVE."A pretty little thing that exhibits weakness in the knees upon the mention of ice cream." (This might be archaic.Please refer to her scraps for an update.)e.g."The RaI girl fell off the stool when she saw a chocolate sundae."VERB."The act of falling down hard and rising up harder." OR "The process of telepathic exchange of sentiments,esp. weird ones."e.g."After several years of RaIing about the bush, she finally decided to go on her pilgrimage."(The word is also known to have certain rare connotations that are confined only to a particular locus called "Room R." It may not be used in formal or informal speech without the prior approval of approximately 20,000^n of her admirers....to be continued...


9/6/07 // Som A woman under the child-like exterior,waiting to love,to be loved and cared.A child in this cruel world,waiting to be hurt,yet again and again.A thinker frm heart(expressing emotions which others may be scared to even think of.No longer the confused teenager,she speaks with conviction,keeping others in awe,though high time she realized action speaks louder than words.The girl has a spark of brilliance hidden somewhere,hiding in the clownish exterior,dont misjudge,dont misinterpret,look deep...you will find her true self. coulda. woulda. shoulda. but i didn't do any of that. it's time that i write something, even if it's impoverished and stretches only for a line or two. shes the best er...crush any miser cud possess....is always into blogs and puns...yet wen u look at this woman through her own contact lenses ull know dat her heart longs for solace...solace in success..solace in life...a fantastic person...indeed a gem of her state...her kingdom of thoughts...rajyer sree...rajyasree...luv som

6/12/07 AbhranilThe mean truth as of now, and as I see it:Pessimism > 50%Hardwork around 60%, which needs to improve.Weirdness 70% (Normal would be 40%)Confusion 67.5% (It's no absolutely meticulously computed value. It's the value between 65 & 70.)She makes a nice friend. Could have been nicer if her brainwaves were closer in phase to mine.Who gives a damn about could have been?


6/1/07 Anandarup
GIVE HER A PEN AND SHE IS AS SMART AS THEY COME....PROBLEM IS WHEN SHE OPENS HER MOUTH,ALL SORTS OF TRASH START COMING OUT...NAH!JUST KIDDING....BUT SHE IS A VERY GOOD WRITER AND ALSO A GOOD SPEAKER....OTHET THAN THAT,SHE IS FUN(I SUPPOSE),N VERY FRIENDLY(I AM SURE ABOUT THAT)....DONT KNOW IF SHE IS TRUSTY BECAUSE I HAVE NEVER HAD TO CONFIDE IN HER,BUT THE GENERAL COSENSUS IS THAT SHE IS....WELL,THATS ALL I HAVE TO SAY ABOUT HER...


Monday, June 15, 2009

You find Home in the most unusual places.

For instance, in the air when it reeks of the perfumes of evenings and of musty lost times.

For instance, in the sky when it is red after a sunset and on a round seat around a shegun tree.

Or, for instance in a pair of eyes, when you have blindly rambled randomly; and then that holds your gaze warmly and fondly, assures you that nothing is lost, really.

You find love when you least expect it.

Friday, June 05, 2009

A new chapter may open in my life in sometime.

It may or may not or may or may not or may, by the way, but let’s just sound positive for a change? Shall we?

You know? The day before yesterday, I was walking down a bridge in South Calcutta. And as I looked around and smiled at the people scurrying, the buses and the train lines, and at the giant clock in the sky, I realized suddenly that I was no longer lonely and it was no longer scary to be alone.
But then it’s not that I didn’t feel like the yellow-wasp-in-the-city-accidentally, it’s just that I felt I could survive it all, forget it all, forgive it all.

So I was humming under my breath, a very old song that the wind brought with it.

I think, in the drive of looking for happiness, I have started liking myself a little.

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Dust in the Wind . . .





I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind,

All we are is dust in the wind
Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky

It slips away, all your money won't another minute buy
Dust in the wind,

All we are is dust in the wind ...