winds of change

time, our greatest friend and yet our worst enemy. it changes all of us. i'm not talking about the change in our physical appearance. the days are gone when my biggest worry was about my nonexistent beard. but i'm talking about the change of our nature, our soul.
we all have changed from what we are some years ago.we achanging very slowly. take me. earlier i used to write regular letters to my friends. and now?a letter,written 2 months ago, is still in my bag. i didnt even post it. i'm so thankful to the inventor of email. i can keep in touch with pals because of this invention.
then, now i've to do all my lab works by myself. i really miss the days when i used to gossyp with my friend while my partner did all the work. now my partners make me do the work. so history is repeating itself, but in a bad way.
and what else can i write? it's a matter to fell, not to read.
the time is gone and the song is over, but i have a lot more to say. i did have a lot to say

days at presi

the classes are going in full phase. i enjoy the tissue culture lab totally. yesterday we dut our plants and put the fragments in another culture tube for callus tissue production. i think i did it well, coz i didn't get any scolding from tj, our proff.
but all are not good news. i've just started enjoying my weekend offs. and srs, the microbiology proffessor announced that he'd take labs on saturday. GREAT. bye bye weekends. i'm so greatful that they aren't asking us to comme college on sunday.

bengali dialects

yesterday i was with some of my pals. and suddenly our discussion was turned to the dialects of bengali. one was asking me to speak 'bangaal' and i refused. because ,though my parents and grandparents still use it, i'm not very comfortable using 'baangal', i prefer the kolkatan dialect (often called as the pure one). and then someone was saying that she finds it very funny to see people claded in a suite and using 'baangal'.
i don't think so. it's a language. and i love the diversity of it. although i really have hard times trying to guess the words if someone speaks rapid 'syllatti'. but i can understand some of it. i actually find it very sweet to see modern people speaking 'baangaal'. and i find it even sweeter when someone used to speak 'baangaal' tries to speak the kolkatan bangla. u'd never miss a special 'taan' . and i really love that.( although, i irritate them by teasing about it)
so long live bangla with all the bangaal dialects.

amul ads are rocking

yesterday, while going to metro station from college, I noticed that a billboard featuring amul ad has updated itself. as usual it was too cool and about a recent issue.
i had a cartoon and at the upper left corner, in bold was written DIAL M FOR MADHUR and at the lower right corner .... preeity good

( madhur bhandarkar is a film director, and preeity jain is an wanna-be-actress. she was arrested after it was revealed that she has hired a proffessional killer to murder madhur)

puja plans

the puja is coming really close. i can feel it by watching the developing pandals in roads, by feeling the after shopping rush in metro. everyone seems to make his/her plans for the puja. so do i.
there was a time when puja mean pandal hopping, offering anjali at home, reunion of all my paternal cousins etc. etc. but after dad's death i don't find that charm in puja. now i like to spend as much time outside as possible. so this year my plans are to have a great adda (may be a whole night one) in madox square(i dont know why, but every kolkatan goes there to have his share of adda) with my graduation friends. and reading the special puja edition magazines (i simply love these). and if i get the net connection at home by october, then i've to post the regular updates about puja in kolkata.
hope this four days(may be this time it's 3 days only) will help me to revitalize myself.

( i know this is such a bogas and non-meritorious post, but nothing else came to my mind!!!! so please do comment. i promist to write more interesting posts in future.)

graphiti

it's written in the men's room of economics dept at presidency college, kolkata,india.
"ECO STUDENTS PEE A LOT"
and someone,probably a eco student wrote below it,
"WHAT ECO STUDENTS DO TODAY,
THE ENTIRE PRESI FOLLOWS TOMORROW"

advertising has matured

at alst indian advertising industry has attained maturity.nowadays, we are having adds that are really thoughtful and much better than the previous ones.
earlier, in an ad for a painkiller used to show someone panting and after she took the medicine,she said"it's gone". but now, we see a girl hiding her watery eyes behind her eyeglasses after she saw her crush with another girl and then the slogan saying," for every other kind of pain, take this". or take the ads of asian paints.
but of course there are some crap ads like before. the ad for chips where a girl start dancing after taking a single bite, is probably the most meaningless. (even my 'meaningless crap' is more interesting). but then exception proves the rule,and so.........THREE CHEARS TO INDIAN ADVERTISING

for comments only

we all love to get comments in our blog. and people do strange things to attract comments. the commonest thing is to comment on other's blog, in return u can expect a comment. but there are some who can go to any extent for luring comments.
i know someone very closely( so closely, that i even sometimes see him in mirror). he visits loads of blogs and comments on these. but most of the time his comments are I-don't-know-what-to-comment-but-otherwise-they-won't-comment-on-my-blog type. naturally his blog doesn't get a good no of comments.
then there is a cousin of mine (don't worry, i'm not mentioning ur name. so ur reputation won't get more damaged than it already is!). since the last 18 monthes he didn't send me even a single e-mail. but now, after i start blogging and commenting on his blogs, he had called me twice. that too STD.
but i find all these very silly. i'm not much bothered 'bout the no of comments i've got. in fact it's so trivial that i request all my readers to comment on this blog so that i can see what's the big deal about cooments is.(hope this new strategy will work)

the future of hindi movies

anti-smoking campaign is in its peak. now it s a rule that no movie can show a smoking scene or even a scene of selling any smoking product. so all the gangstars, from now, will only have chewing gum and soft drinks in indian movies.but there's more. not only smoking,they are asking to ban any scene about eve-teasing,cabarret,gambling,kidnapping,murder and bribing. and there is the censor board to watch over the x-rated scenes. it's not hard to imagine the future of indin film industry. we'll have movies where the hero goes to a bar to get a glass of milk(firoz khan istyle). and then he sees the heroine in a full sleave salwar kamiz( may be a burkha!!). and the villain,with a coke in his hand, is politely asking her to play a game of ludo with him(eve teasing is banned, so is sex.so they can play ludo only). but she refuses and then the hero comes and request the villain that she can't play with him. the villain accepts it and goes away with a broken heart. and the hero and heroine start playing scrabble. hero makes the word "kiss" and heroine blushes. and then the play happily ever after. (what else can happen, everything is banned)

my first work in plant tissue culture

today was my first day of the plant tissue culture practical. this was my 2nd visit to the lab and 1st practical of this subject. all we have to do is to transfer a pea seed to a culture tube full of media aseptically. the work was very small,but being my 1st lab of its kind, i was very nervous. but finally i did it. don't know how much marks will i get for it, but now i love it. i just love to be in the tissue culture lab.

WEEK ENDS

After 15 years I'm enjoyng the privilege of week-end offs. probably I had it in my k.g. classes(ummm...I'm not very sure).but form the last 15 years i had classes to attend on saturday. both in my school and college. so I found it very surprising to know that we had no classes on saturday in our masters, although it's the same college. and this is my first week-end after a loooong time.obviously I'm spending it very lazily. now i've just woke up from a 2hour nap(I feel really dizzy whenever it's raining hard). I need a bath and a shave. but man proposes and proffessors disproposes!!! I've to write 21 pages of my assignment and draw the diagrams, too by with my unwillng hand and forcing my even more unwilling mind(which wants to see "salaam namaste").so off you go my week-end. and the monday blues is waiting in the line!!!!!!!

THE SHOPPING MANIA

the durgapuja is just after a month and kolkata is in shopping fever. there are special discounts and adds in newspaper everyday. even i've started shopping.
last year,due to dad's death in a road accident, i was not in a festive mood. so last tear all my shopping consist of two pair of shorts, two briefs and a pair of chappal. that was all. but now, i really need some clothes to wear.
somedays ago visit a new shop with 3of my aunts and two cousins. we came back home with handfull of clothes. and the shop gave us 8 passes to nicco park(a enjoyment park in kolkata) and 8 ICE CREAMS. those were so tasty!!!!1 yummmmmmmmm. but the very next day ,when me and didi(my elder sister) did some shopping from another branch of the same shop.....they gave us nothing!!!!!!!1 no ice creams!!!!!!!! so bad.
anyways, the city is in a shopping mood. and so am i. it's time for shopping!!!!!!!!!

MY CLASSMATES IN PG

the last 3 years, in my ug, i had really cool classmates in presi. but now the scenario is different. among the old students only i'm in the pg classes. all my friends have gone to other colleges and other courses.
i've started my class only from yesterday. so i don't know all my classmates very well, but i know something about some of them. there is a girl (i'm not mentioning her name),eho prounces "thank you " as thankeeeeoo. and she thinks it's cool. hmmmmm.
apart from this there is not much to mention now. but will be in my further posts. so keep watching.

Indianised Da Vinci Code

Robert Langdon becomes ms. Irawati and sangrail becomes the Koh-i-noor. just watch the new serial koh-i-noor on sahara one for one episode and u'll get it. it's a indianized version of dan brown's da vinci code. however, i've started liking this serial. after all it's smarter than the general indian tv soaps..

I AM ALIVE

after 23 confused and tormenting days i am in my masters class. again in presidency,which was obviously my 1st prefference. when i rerceived AD sir's call and got to know that i can attened classes ,i was feeling so happy. i was on cloud nine. again i'm alive.

my adventures in the kitchen

i started sneaking in the kitchen around 2-3 years ago. at first i used to cook secretly when everyone was sleeping. my only accomplish was my 7 yr old cousin. i still remember when i tried to made pulao. i told him that he had to eat it even if it became unpalatable. after tasting he said nothing . but nowadays,whenever i offer him anything cooked by me, he says,"i'm having a terrible headache, so can't eat now". so considering!!!!!

one day i tried pudding. i won't say much about it. but every human being (including me) in my family refused to eat it by showing some weak reason. so i gave it to a stray dog. it sniffed the pudding and looked at me with a "i'd-better-be-hungry" look and finally don't eat it.

i also tried to make dhokla once. it tasted like soil. but,after 2 or 3 years i've finally picked up some recipies. so feel free to taste anything i make.( don't worry, we have a hospital near ourn home.)

short post days are here again

my pc is again having problems.(sometimes i just feel like kicking it,only if it was not so expensive). so ive to compose all my posts online.and i do not have a very fast typing speed. so my posts are going to be short again. hope some people are happy!!!!

idle me

all my friends have started attending their masters class,and i'm still at home. getting bored, making candles, posting blogs, and reading books. i'm sick of this life,man! i need a brake. btw, i find short stories by saki very amusing. and the book doesn't cost a fortune.only rs 88.

WHAT AN IMPRESSION!!!!!

my 10 year old cousin Shubrajyti was asking his mom to play with him. and as she was busy she was postponing it the whole day and finally she said she wouldn't be able to play. the kid said, " mom, after so much delaying you cancealed it? u are acting like THE INDIAN AIRLINES".
what an impression!!!!1