Cries of the Conch shells Part 1

In the midst of the misty humid climate of Kolkata, one very busy yet unlike the obvious hustle bustle and not so unpleasant haphazard evening with a quick memory recap of my visits to my home,
My gaze through the streets running wilder and faster,
making its way to find the "Aashirbad Badi," My pulse takes some rest when I breathe-in peace.
I see me running through the narrow street guarded by apartments and buildings taller than your sight can reach.
I can see the grilled balcony and the wide window panes from the start of the narrow lane
where it smells of mouth watering "phuchka's", hear the loud pomp-horns of rickshaws, howling vegetable vendors sitting by the road offering you the fresh possible items they have for sale and women in their 40's and 50's bargaining on the price while bringing their sons and daughters back from their coaching institutes.
I look around to see a busy market, a normal sight in every city but it feels special and close to heart.
Now in my head, I walk slowly towards my home. I already have planned in my mind to surprise my Daadu and Aamma, as I call my old folks, but somewhere in my heart I want Aamma to come to balcony by a chance and see me coming. No surprises just a visit, plain and simple. And as soon as i reach the doorstep after climbing up the staircase which starts as a narrow pathway after the collapsible iron gate and another one in the middle of the staircase, a giant grill structure custom built to help prevent burglars from breaking in, I step on the first land. Stepping out of my shoes, I slip in the pair of flip flops to be used at home I climb another flight of stairs. Out of dark, I step into the light to see my Daadu on his stool sitting straight upright even in his late 70's, stronger than I neither was and nor am. Calls out Aamma and my aunty, "Eyi daekho ke esheche! Jeeko."
Its up to this part I dream of every now and then, I don't browse my memories further, which would have shown to me my dear Uncle (Bodo Kaka, as I call him.) I see his little son my brother standing at the doorstep of the living room shyly looking at me. Aamma walking as fast as she can to see me properly. My aunt to step out of her kitchen and greeting me welcome asking me to sit while she gets me something to quench my thirst.
Then I dissolve these pictures within my memories and wipe the tear drop that calls out my best of intentions to go home.

I miss my home BD-4 is more than just an address to me. 

Détruire Mon Bloodline propriétaire-Killing My own Bloodline

In the heart of the modern civilization, there is a recent trend of splurging one's own bloodline in the name of honor killing. When the life givers themselves take away the life of their own fruits whom they seeded and nurtured, for they chose to take a stand of their own decision once in their lifetym, its called Inhumane, Immoral and Unjust.

Since the advent of the decade, the rate of such injustices took pace.I come from that part of India where these shameful incidents occur most frequently. Reportedly, a young couple(Female 21 and Male 22) was brutally murdered in the name of "honor" in Ballah village in Haryana in April 2011

                                                      

When on one hand India has been developing in all spheres and its economic growth been paced up, the discrimination in the name of minority faith and against low-caste communities are still stands up as the major hindrance to overall development of this country.

People may have their reputation at stake if their children get out of their moral boundaries and commit heinous crimes but what we see here is not a crime. Children above the 18 years of age are no more minors and they have their own rights to take up the decision whom they want to live rest of their lives with. How long will we have to wait our society to develop and be sensible both morally and socially?

This was an incident known to me, maybe this was the reason i felt sorry for that young couple the most.

But what we can we do? We can never know how a simple household gets slaughtered with a simple dispute and misunderstanding. With domestic violence hitting the top of the charts since the advent of this decade. Most of them go unnoticed but one should be alarmed at its start because it sounds an alarm for a massacre that is likely to take place in near future.

The topic has been on my mind and I wanted to share my views with you all.

You cant make people love.The only thing you can do is to give love. One act of forgiveness is a step towards Greatness.Great souls make history. According to Dr. B.R. Ambedkar-"They cannot make history who forget history." 

I wish to eradicate this problem from the basic root. Prevention is better than making cure.

People with hypertension must be counselled at an early stage, Proper understanding of the needs of the spouse may help curb majority of arguments, disturbances and worries in one's household. There must be local campaigns for the enlightenment of the masses to avoid Violence at Home, Roads,Workplaces etc. Rehabilitation centers must not be tabooed or considered home for the sicks. People must be encouraged to get themselves rehabilitated   and should discourage use of alcohol and narcotics both by themselves and others. Minors should never be sold commodities like alcohol, cigarettes, narcotics etc.

Peaceful household may keep one healthy and happy at mind and this does brings positive energy in one's talks and actions. Avoid violent acts and loose talks on road for this might just help you save some time and energy.

My intentions are to make society a bit more sophisticated and happier to live in.

Emptiness In My Mind!

There are times when you sit idle and you don't even know what to think.With access to internet you surf through the entire Internet to find all bunch of crap. "You can Google it all", they say but this is not true.
You can never expect to be spoon-fed. Its so easy to imagine things but its very difficult even if you have to put those imaginations in a plane. One dimensional thoughts never sustain in his multidimensional world where people make their efforts to show themselves better. The competition out in the world has been neck to neck
All these thoughts have been clashing in my mind for like 2 months and I still wander in front of this vast source of e-knowledge without even having a slightest hint of my whereabouts.

So I jolt down my thoughts here and if you people are generous enough then please help me out.

How can you make gas stations safer?
How can u make a one man flight cheaper?
How can you manage the debris from any demolishing site profitably?
How can you make sure your child has nothing wrong to hide?

And,
make sure we are talking technically here..
share url's of pages and sites that can be helpful enough to get me a start.

The Pain of The Love!!

There are echoes of those renowned love stories- Romeo Juliet, Heer Ranjha, Laila Majnu, and for those who have made their mind to register their love story in this book of legends are trying to make their way day in and day out to be a better lover.
But what I pity is the loss of the very essence of love in a relation with time when either partner has to look down comprising with his needs and believing that one shall never get a better chance at love again. Therefore, screwing the present relation and one's own desire. Time is passing my friends. There is nothing more important than love of your ownself. If you have to compromise even at a fraction of the story then there is no point carrying the burden of a bad romance.
You might think its always to talk it with your partner but trust me its not the good idea.
Take a decision and let the latter know, that is much better.
Feeling bad for yourself is not going to do any good to you or your partner. If you think you made a mistake in your past and have been carrying the burden over you, don't! Come out clean with it. Gather courage, maybe if you don't tell him/her now. The guilt might chase you down to your grave.
Sincerely,
The Sinner

Crisp Morning And My Sunshine

:-)
Filled with lethargy my body arches and swings on bed.
I try to comfortably open my eyes to know the time.
then it falls upon me the sight of your glaze,
the corona of zalene around your face
soothes the heart, it never been at peace before..
The morning is not like the usual ones I had before
The difference were you, You by my side make it special.
It felt I have a reason to live, a decision to make, a fun to have &
A partner to get!
Since I dated you, I'm in love with You
Since I confessed it to You, I'm devoted to You.
For once I knew it was destiny, the next time I knew it was choice
and the best choice ever I could make were to ask YOU out.. :-)

29/01/2011

I've kept my mind out of you for a while,
I recovered from your thoughts,
I thought I shall live happily now wihout you,
But you came again.

Is it predesigned by the destiny to see you,
or is it the world being round so that we keep falling to see each other,
I dont want to feel the way I did,
I don't want to see you the way I did,
I don't want to talk to you the way I did,
But I want to know the reason why I try to resist me if I don't want you..

I waited for two years constantly trying to reach you,
But your disregards for me caused pain,
I don't know how would you even feel for me,
But I seriously don't want to pay heed to you, even a slightest bit.
I'm out of your memories, out of your love.
I've known what it really means to be in love.
I knew it when I had to choose between you and my Love
And I choose LOVE......

-J