My Valentine

Yet another valentines day . Bought myself a pair of smart shoes, two funky T-shirts and went to Mc Donalds.Shared the table in Mc Donalds with myself sitting on the other side questioning my single status. As I cogitated biting a burger with a mexican wrap to follow along with cold coffee, a beautiful girl came and sat before me. She was occupying another table. My first eye contact with hers was enough for me to understand that she was waiting for her date and for her to understand that I had none. She was a noor and I could see that she was the centre of attraction for the crowd. Specially for those factions of the crowd who came there with the intention of such sights. I was in my usual self ,trying to concentrate on my burger. But my eyes weren't. She was looking at her watch. In order to distract myself from her, I tried to imitate her. I was feeling uncomfortable, as the oglers were gazing at her. I suddenly started to feel as if she is my possesion, but I had nothing much to do but to look at the scene and be a silent part of it. As her wait seem to extend she was getting more and more impatient. She looked at me and as our eyes met, I shied off. I tried to concentrate more on my burger than ever, although it was a factitious act. After that something took me by surprise. As I lifted my head, my eyes experienced the most spectacular view of the room. The lady was sitting before me. She said Hi! I am Aa... . I answered her with a baffling look and a hard-crafted nervous smile , saying a Hi! from my side.I introduced myself with a bit of hesitation. She didn't gave me the chance to question her presence with me, instead I was at the answering end. I had to tell her all about myself as succinctly as I could at that point of time. She sat silently listening carefully to me. Here I go, oooooooooooooooooooo!!!! yeh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. I said to myself. Finally I was in a blind date. We were enjoying each others presence, enjoying the ebb and flow of our conversation. It was the most romantic evening of my life. I was elated!!!
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The alarm rang. That was the end of it. I woke up with a terrible hangover from vodka. My head was aching and I found my room mate still sleeping with the quilt completely covering his face. It was the morning of 15th of February, and I sat on my bed still single waking up from my blind date.

My most beautiful dream ended up with one of my worst mornings. I decided to take a walk, and feel the fresh morning air. As I started walking alone through the hostel road of BHU, the question again popped up. Do I really love someone? Do I know someone with whom I have shared everything from the day I know her and she has tolerated me as much as she could. The answer was actually .............YES................But I got her as a friend and that was the limit that she drew for our relationship. As I came back from the walk I found the Valentines Day Card that I bought on 13th lying on my table with nothing written on it. I took out my sketch pens and wrote:
To .....
I LOVE YOU


Love between friends isn't violins or roses
or hearts and poetry

The love between friends is more about
jeans and sneakers
and brown bag lunches

Its a kind of love that lets you be as you are

Thanks for being such kind of friend.

From,
Debu

and laughed at myself

Yes I wanted a friend not a valentine.

Soliloquy

This is an endeavour from my side to write something about myself. Well I am really bad in this, as whenever I have asked myself about me ,I find myself solving a riddle. To be frank I often think about the disparate sides of my personality. On one hand someone can find me as a benign and magnanimous person on the other one might find a egoist. Few have even complained that I am a egotist. Well i don't quiet believe in solipsism and If someone has found me so then I must say that ,that's a wrong impression that he/she has got. Sorry for that. But in this confabulation with myself, I confess that I have always found myself confused. That may sound awkward to some of my friends who takes me as a confident, versatile young chap. Hey! wait a minute I am not lionising. That's true I swear. An introvert?, extrovert? or an ambivert? If I have to choose among these three, then I would opt for the last one. But sometimes I do feel that I am too much introvert and sometimes diffident too. I am a big dreamer. I dream of everything that I wish to achieve or get in my life. I find myself struggling in a world bounded by rules , as I like to make my own. My ambitions mean a lot to me, but that doesn't stops me from loving my near and dear ones. I often fall in love, and dream of holding her hand , walking by the sea-shore. But that has always been a dream so far.
Oh come on, I am tired. I am leaving this grail quest here. In short there is only one word that I liked about myself said by a close friend of mine ......................"I am idiosyncratic".

Good Bye! 2006

Well another year has passed leaving behind some beautiful memories. The year 2006 was not quiet a eventful one but it was a year that made me reunited with some of my very old friends and gave me some new ones. Its the year in which I joined Orkut!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ha! Ha! Ha!. Well that is something to be talked about...........Its the year in which i got back my form in cricket. Got back to music. It was a getting back year for me. Met some beautiful girls who were always missing from my life.Ho Ho Ho!. I had an all round development of my potentials in this year. OOPS!!!!!!!! forgot about studies. So that is something that I have to do in this coming year.

We all walk in our own path. Each one of us has different paths to travel. But all of us have only one destination. Whatever be the path it has to end and it ends with our death. So here I am walking on the path of life year after year. On my way to the destination I found, find and will find others like me walking on their own path. Some of them will go ahead of me, some of them will lag behind me and some of them will walk beside me. Lets see .................................................

Interesting Words

As I was going through the meanings of certain words I found that there were few words which really had interesting origin.

bowdlerize:- In 1818 Dr. Thomas Bowdler , an English editor , published The Family Shakespeare, an edition in which"those words and expressions are omitted which cannot with propriety be read aloud in a family."To bowdlerize, therefore , means to expurgate a book by leaving out or changing words and passages considered (by the editor) indelicate or offensive. An extended meaning of to bowdlerize is to render weak by omitting forceful parts.

draconian:- As far as I can remember I came across this word while read The Da Vinci Code.
Draconian devil. In about 621 B.C Draco (or Dracon) compiled the first written code of laws in ancient Athens. Death was the punishment he assigned to almost all crimes, even petty ones, so that the saying arose that his laws were written in blood, not in ink. Hence draconian means very rigorous and severe.
Synonyms: cruel, drastic, harsh, immitigable, rigid, stern, stringent

fabian:- Quintus Fabius Maximus, appointed dictator in 217 B.C to lead the Roman army against Hannibal, decided that cautious delaying tactics would be more successful than engaging the enemy in pitched battles. He therefore harassed Hannibal's army, cut off its supplies, and raided its lines. Fabius earned the appellation of Cunctator, or ,"The delayer"; today , such a policy, in any field , is described as Fabian . In politics ,Fabianism means gradualism, a slow step by step evolutionary change.

maverick:- Samuel A. Maverick was a Texan rancher of the 1840's who did not bother to brand his calves. At first the word maverick was applied only to unbranded calves, but later, since such animals were different from ordinary run of animals, the meaning of maverick was extended to apply to anybody who does not follow the common herd. A person of independent turn of mind, an individualist who does not conform , an unpredictable politician who does not always follow the dictates of his party may be termed as maverick. The word is also used as an adjective.
Synonyms for the adjective: recalcitrant, refactory, unorthodox.

Walking down the memory lane

As I walk through the ghats of Varanasi alone with a scoreful of years behind me I feel as if I am strolling through my memory lane. I trudge by the weight of the thoughts which have besieged my mind. I stride forward remembering my past which is responsible for my present and cogitate on my present which is going to be responsible for my future. Cloistered in the world of my own as I walk and look around I come across few milestones. Some of which are still prominent. Some have managed to keep their heads high but obscure to my eyes and most of them lost in the layers of the sub conscious realm often trying to barge out of it. These milestones makes me remember those sweet and bitter moments of my life which has shaped my character. The path starts from the garden of paradise surrounded by beautiful flowers. As I grew up the paradise turned into this world in which i live with thorns reminding me of the reality. Right from the child inside me to the perplexed teenager and the struggling adult see their reflections. They talk with each other and sing the songs that I had sung all the way and my ears listen to all of them, sometimes the happy notes, and sometimes the plaintive numbers flow. Afterall life is a song and we are the composers, sometimes composing the sweet melody and sometimes the melancholy ones. But at the end of it its such a beautiful feeling.