And Finally...

Here it is! 31st December... I can smell a goodbye. It's almost evening here. Sitting in twilight I'm typing my last post of this year. I don't know what has happened to me... I've always tried to see the brighter side of the darkness prevailed among us. But for few days I'm damn depressed and I can't figure it out. Why?

I'm trying to make myself happy by mailing friends, writing poems, chatting with unknowns. But there comes a phase in life when you need to know yourself. I think in my life that phase has arrived. I've to know myself. That is the task in which our ancient philosophers had spent their entire life. "Attonang Biddhi" --- "Know Yourself". But is it possible to know myself in a single lifetime of 60-70 years?

Hey Almighty! Enlight me!!!

The Christmas and...

On 26th I went to Calicut city and I learnt something from an incident. It was in the bus stand. I was waiting for my bus. Suddenly I saw two children in a corner. They were searching something in the dustbin. This is not unique to me. I saw it several times when I was in Kolkata. Anyway, I walked there and offered them a Ten Rupee note. The elder of them refused the money and asked me in hindi -- ¨Can you buy us a cake?¨ I don´t know why my lacrimals became sensitive. I bought them a cake and you believe it or not they treated that small cake like a piece of gold. Suddenly I found there is no Santa Claus anywhere. It is you and me and everyone of us, who can perform a Santa Claus job whenever the needs come.

This week I watched couple of movies -- Million Dollar baby, You've Got Mail, Almost Famous, Perfect Man.

Among those Million Dollar Baby is simply superb. It says a tragic story of a girl who dare to dream. This film won 4 Academy -- best directing, best movie, best actress in leading role and best actor in a supporting role. But frankly speaking I found Hillary Swank better in Boys Don't Cry. Tina Brandon makes me cry... awesome performance! I watched Red Dust also, but in Million Dollar Baby Hillary is just an actress. She will make you think like she does but after half an hour you'll found that's the story which has touched you. In this movie, story is the best performer.

A long interval... Well! Last week our class started. It was 13th and my first class with my 3rd year juniors! Nice starting, na? It seems almost all papers are cool this sem, except Statistical Comunication and Wireless Network. I guess they will create problems. So now I'm honing my magic skill by practising "Ridiculosa!" (remember Harry Potter).

Next week will be a busy one. I've to submit the translation works of Firaq Gorakhpuri to Ed of Kabita Mancho. I've not started it. Don't know what is waiting for me there...

Anyway, there is couple of new poems I've composed this week. I'll post them in next entry. Promise!

What will be your first reaction to see a wet saree in mens' hostel bathroom? Today I saw one. A red saree was hanging from the bracket in a bathroom of our hostel. I think it's of one of those sweepers working here. Anyway, I got a nice subject to write and here it is.

The tension is over... I'm passed in all papers with a so-so sgpa. That's great man! Hard days are gone... preparing for christmas!

And yesterday Moyurakkhi came to meet me all along from Pune. I didn't think it could be possible. I mean you know meeting with a cyber friend, who is also co-editor of SRISTI. We had a nice time dinner-lunch-dinner... chatting... gossiping... We enjoyed it thoroughly!

Well, yesterday I composed a poem. I'm posting it here. In fact, it's my first poem for this blog... Feel free to comment.

Today I've uploaded the cat issue of SRISTI (http://www.sristi.tk) in web. You know, it's always a great satisfaction to publish that kind of magazine. Well, in this issue I got around 32 poets and writers. The best thing is every person is serious and well concerned about their writings! I've really enjoyed their writings in the time of making of the site.

My result of 7th semester will be published by 12:00 noon today. I'm bit tensed for that. I don't know about the paper Speech Signal Processing. I'm really scared. They are saying nobody will get back in final year, but still I don't trust Sathee ma'm. She can do anything. Now it's 5:30 morning. I need a sound sleep before facing that inevitable.