Revisiting the books

They lie in the same place as I had left them 6 years ago before leaving for the Capital City to pursue my career. Today, after many years, as I turn the pages removing the dust that had settled over them with the passage of time, I transport back to the time I had spent as a student and more importantly replay my childhood.

I revisit those lost moments, when I used to spend countless nights solving the problem that gave me sleepless nights. I find that term in the science book, which took me three days to pronounce and three months to memorize. I find that wonderfully written summary of a literary piece by my English teacher. I also find the ‘redo’ term written with the red ink by my maths school teacher; his big rounded eyes made me scare as he used to look at me giving that angry gaze above those heavy spectacles.

 

A smell catches my nose and I sneeze. Oh! It’s the leaf, which I had put in between the pages of my Income Tax book as a token of blessing from goddesses Saraswati. The leaf has now dried up and has turned into tiny bits of green leftovers and along with it the blessings have disappeared.

That page of Hindi book that once got burnt a bit due to my negligence in lighting the candle reminds me of the scolding that I got from my mother. I feel like a child when I found my Class 3 notebook with a stained mark of the ‘daal’ that I spilled over while trying to have my dinner with my hand and studying at the same time. The smell is no more, but yes the memory, it still etched fresh in my mind.

Such are the beauty of books. Time passes and an era goes by, but a book, it always stores back the moment you have spent with it.

The Internet That Never Sleeps

Likes, Tweets and Shares

They stay awake through the night

As they travel from the wall to the world

With the blink of an eye

Videos, hot or cool

They keep on updating

From the naughty one’s to the prank boo!

Do you have your one too?

Even Apple is disturbed these days

With 47k downloads every day

Steve must be happy about this

As he watches from above with grace

Night selfie, sleep selfie and trying to sleep selfie

Keeps Instagram drowsy

Can’t help you Internet

They wanna post it insta

And wanna keep you awake foreva

These 3 words are for YOU

I’ll be there

When everything, will not be fine

And stand beside you, to make everything alright

I  Thank you

For being in my life

And for our countless hugs after the fights

I want you

Not to remain with me forever

But to put our hearts in one soul together

Hold my hand

Because once I was lost in loneliness

Then I found me with you after the sadness

We are lovers

Time will pass and the ages will come one after the other

I will keep loving you my little angel as we keep growing older

I’ll Catch You, If I Can

If you were on time,

I would have reached there at nine

If you were empty,

I would have become bulky

If you were kind,

I wouldn’t have to apologize to my shoes

If you would have stopped,

I would have climbed without getting injured

You always rush in and fill up,

Leaving me stranded at the bus stop

Someday I hope to catch you

But, only catch you if I can L

Image source: 123rf.com

Kolkata – The City of ‘Changes’

Image source: The Hindu

 

 

 

Ever since I have shifted to Kolkata, my wallet is having a tough time carrying the weight of small silver coins and has developed a paunch like a traditional Bengali man.

Without change or as they in bangla, ‘Khuchro Poisha’ life comes to a halt here. The vegetable seller would refuse to deliver if you fall short of one rupee, the bus conductor would make a face and say a few witty words once you get off the bus and what’s interesting is if you ever happen to walk in a crowd full of office goers, you could actually hear sounds of coins dancing and celebrating their importance inside the trousers or in a shirt’s pocket.

I decided to do a research regarding the emergence of coins and came across this amazing infographic which I want to share with you guys.

Image source: The Telegraph

Giving the BLOG, a THOUGHT

I blog, he blogs, she blogs, they blog. The whole world blogs now. We vent our emotions, we let the world know about it just by clicking the ‘Publish’ button.

The concept of writing down daily experiences in a diary is now replaced by a blog. I still remember when I was in seventh standard, at the end of every day, I used to pen down each activity I did in a diary. It was really a fantastic experience. Today, if I want to get back those moments again, probably I have to remove the dust from the shelf, sneeze a lot as the dust would take me in it’s trap.

What if there was a blog at that time?

I could not only write down the best part of the day, but also click the picture of the precious moments and share them with the whole world.

The blogging revolution has brought a big change

One stupid thought is viral now

Posts like top 5 pictures taken just at the right moment or weird celebrity expressions are today the most clicked and shared posts. They are weird, but this makes them clicked by millions of visitors around the world. This would not have been possible without a blog.

Social friends are REAL friends now

How many friends do you have in social media, whom you have met in real life? I guess most of the answers would be “very few.” A blog is not only a digital platform to share ideas but a network to build professional relationship with fellow bloggers. Websites like Indiblogger and Writeup Café allow bloggers to join groups and meet at various events and exchange ideas with each other about blogging.

To BLOG is a JOB now

Now if you are a blogger, then the industry has a job for you where you do nothing but only blog. Imagine you do a job, which is your hobby or passion.

Thank you BLOG for being a part of my life and the other blogger’s life.

Happy Blogging!

I to WE

The day she met with me

And the day today

Lies a huge difference

She was close to me

Now, she is in my breaths

The hands that never stopped typing on phone

Now touches her soul with a kiss

The time that passed in her thoughts

Now flies by, with her presence every time

I have spent the evenings alone

Now we spent it over a laugh, sharing thoughts

The emptiness in my heart

Is now filled with care and love

The emotions that surrounded us

Now gets shared between us

The roads that appeared desolate

Now seems to be lively with her presence

The selfie that captured the poutless me

Now captures the poutful us

We cry, we fight, we laugh

We are bounded by the strong bond of love