This blog is dead.
                       This is my final post on this blog.
                               I will not delete this blog.
                                     I don't want to.
                   It represents a closed chapter in my life.
                                    I blog here now.

                        

                                      Peace. Out.

Well, the blog is finally up and running after an entire year... As you can all see, I've made numerous changes to this place... I'm absolutely ashamed of the last 2 meaningless entries i posted, abt Casino Royale and the new IPod... So I deleted them, and i'm starting afresh again...
Anyways, for starters... check out this link... Since I've grown up in Bahrain... this set of pix brings back really old memories...
Yes, as I had promised myself, I would make a trip to Bahrain sometime... sort of like a pilgrimage, if nothing else... Anyways, if u get time, do check it out...

http://web.mac.com/seejoprod/iWeb/Bahrain/Bahrain%2007.html

Dear all,

Well I've been doing nothing on this blog for a helluva long time... and recently i dunno wut got into me, i posted a few pieces of crap...
I've been looking into myself lately, and i've decided that i'm gonna revive this page and bring it back to all its glory...

-The Real D

Hi ppl,
Long time no see.
Seems as though God hasn't taken pity on me yet and is grinding me through his tests of endurance.
Well, after V-day lotsa stuff's been happening. Exams have come and gone. Exams which i hadnt studied for. The morning before the exams i took out the SAD notes the Koushik had written. if you must know, SAD stands for System Analysis & Design. The most boring-est dumbfuck subject i've ever seen. And if ur wondering abt me studying from others notes... well, i only make notes for the subjects i like, and tht would normally include nothing. But turns out this sem there is a subject called networking which CAN be very interesting. Anyways, at 9 tht night i go to a friends place to understand lots of stuff abt SAD. because it turns out i dont even have the books! MUHAHAHA! Anyways, go on to college the next day and give a surprisingly 'ok' exam.
Meet trina, shayan, sheema, jojo n arnab. have some fun till 7 and then come back home. Next day is Software Engineering. It ranks joint first along with SAD as to the most boring-est dumbfuck subject in the world. Start studying at 9 in the night. Give a good exam the next day. Meet trina again for quite a while. The next exam is networking after 1 holiday. so undoubtedly i dont study, meet the gang and have lotsa fun. But trina leaves for bhubhaneshwar th night. it depresses me a LOT. because i dont fukin get to see her, hug her or hold her for the next 10 days. :(   Anyways, trina  going to bbsr is another story in itself. Hopefully its gonna be the next entry written by her.
Next day give a very good exam and go to jojo's place. All of us miss trina a lot... dunno when i
ll see her next. And she's become such an integral part of my life tht i cant not see her for a day. It may sound incredibly sappy and gay. Thts exactly what i used to think when i wasnt in love too. Yes, I'm in love. And i dont use tht word often. Counting Crows sums it up in a better manner - Accidentally In Love...
And then, going back in time a little bit, we come to MArch 16, the day my parents were cursed for life! LOLZ! its my birthday, actually. Mum gives me some extra money since everyone thinks i've sort of outgrown the 'gifts' age. Just for your information, I hvaen't. Go to college. Meet trina for an hour. Do classes. Go to reliance and play CS for a while. Arnab comes. He says SHayan and Jojo are in their apartment. Trina said she won't be able to come beause of school and karate classes. Anyways, we pick up lotsa booze and coke and go to shayan's place. As soon as i enter i see there is a surprise party waiting for me. And everyone's there! Arnab was with me, shayan and jojo were there, one of my best friends Gaurav, and most of all TRINA!!! It was simply amazing! The cake was in the shape of a penis and balls(If u must know, its the dream shape for my cake). Actually trina went to Kookie jar and asked them if they would make it, but hey said no. So she got a chocolate eclair to be the penis and 2 round cakes for the balls! It was simply amazing! And plus there was lots of Zeeshan food as well. Reshmi kababs, tandoori rotis etc. And then we boozed a bit. Gaurav left for work at 6. And shayan, jojo n arnab do dendrite and get high and decide to leave us alone. So we start making out fr about half an hour until they decide to return before their stipulated time with some locality friends. Anyways, it was still THE BEST BIRTHDAY OF MY LIFE! I've never had a surprise party in my life! Actually it'd have been better if JOy, my best friend and Sheema had been there, but sheema couldn't come coz of some problems. But its good tht she didn't come otherwise we'd have to fight for rooms in shayan's apartment. LOLZ!!
Anyways more shit happens but i'll tell u tht later coz i simply cant type any more... Time to catch some ZZZzzzzzzss....

This is my girlfriend's rendition of VAmentine's Day. Since I'm not a good writer, I cant really convey the whole effect of what we did on VAlentine's Day. So here it is, Valentine's day reloaded...

Valentine’s Day… (sigh) you give each other cards, flowers and chocolates, maybe go to a movie, then waste the evening pretending to be sophisticated intellectuals at a shit expensive restaurant…

Or else, you get together with your best friends, cook dinner with them and lose a couple of items of underwear in the process!

Everything was happening on  Valentine’s Day: Shakespeare’s “Measure for Measure” being performed in town to which I had passes, my karate classes, a Valentine’s party at school…and then there was Arnab’s invitation to go over to his apartment and cook with him and Sheema. I had decided on being miss-goody-two-shoes for the day and was diplomatically justifying to Arnab why I had to go Karate classes and then attend the play afterwards. But when Arnab let out what was supposed to be a surprise, I gave up my good-girl, pseudo-intellectual image, threw my hands up in the air and said what the heck! Arnab’s apartment was going to be empty for Pete’s sake… correction… for St.Valentine’s sake!

So at around 4 I found myself in Arnab’s apartment cutting cream cheese with Shayan, with D hugging me from the back. Sheema and D, our chefs for the evening for the sole reason that Sheema was the only one who had any clue about cooking and D was the only one who knew how to light the gas, had arrived an hour earlier and already set the jello and boiled the pasta. The preparation of the sauce engaged us for the whole of the next two hours as Sheema kept demanding ingredients she had forgotten to buy (the names of most of which the rest of us had never heard of, such as oregano and baisley) and Arnab or Jojo had to rush out on Arnab’s mesho’s rickety scooter to buy them.

The kitchen had a glass window over-looking the path in Arnab’s complex where innocent senior citizens were enjoying their evening strolls. And out of our good intentions of not shocking them to death we kept our paws, and more significantly, our mouths off each other… and take my word for it… it is not easy doing that when you know there are no reprimanding adults in the apartment, you are on your own and haven't made out since Jojo banished us from his empty apartment because the rest of us couldn't stand his girl-friend. But well, that’s a different story altogether and we shall not venture into that now.

Now that the pasta was finally in the sauce and it was the moment of judgment. Arnab was the obvious scapegoat as his girlfriend had cooked the pasta. Gingerly twirling 3 strands of pasta on a two-tongued baby-fork, Arnab thrust it into his mouth, and we waited while Arnab chewed, then swallowed, wondering all the while if we would have to go out and have das takar chowmein ( Chowmein worth ten bucks) from the street carts. But as soon as Arnab proclaimed that the pasta tasted amazing, we heaped up our plates with a cheer.

The pasta was consumed, washed down with Pepsi and our limits had been tested to its extremes. Without even waving Jojo (Shayan had already left for work) good-bye we darted into our respective rooms (Sheema and Arnab obviously to his and D and I to Arnab’s mashi and mesho’s). The jello and double-chocolate cake lay untouched in the refrigerator until about  an hour later when we started eating it off each other. But that too is a whole different story.

In the midst of an extensive make-out session Sheema’s dad decided to call and interrogate her on her whereabouts about which she promptly lied, my contact lenses chose to pop out right when we were caught in a moment of intimacy and Arnab was fixated on knocking on our door every 15 minutes or so to give us updates on the time we had left before his mashi and mesho returned.

His mashi and mesho were supposed to return at  8 and 15 minutes prior to this Sheema’s bra, that Arnab had banished somewhere in the throes of passion, could not be found. Sheema lay helpless wrapped in a blanket while Arnab and I ran a thorough search of his room, peeping under the bed, behind his computer table. Meanwhile D, in an attempt to help asked Sheema to cover herself up so he could take part in the search too, claiming that apparently he’s “good at these things,” whatever that’s supposed to mean! Sheema getting frustrated said that she would go home without a bra (not to rub it in or anything, but she has small boobs anyway!) but Arnab really couldn't afford to have his mashi find stray bras around his room so the search party, still including only Arnab and me, persevered.

At precisely 7:58 Sheema rolls on her back and her bra with a Snoopy smiling up from it reveals itself from under her ass. Quickly getting dressed, while the rest of us  were cleaning up the apartment, Jojo having woken up from bored sleep helping out too, Sheema exclaimed, “Is it the mirror or is my whole body just purple?” to make us all dash to the  bathroom from various nooks of the apartment. Nothing doing… it wasn't the mirror…

Thankfully they weren't hickeys but just sucking marks which faded to pink and then oblivion in the next hour that it took us to get home.

Flopping on to bed, I noticed that my night-light had a halo around it. “That means you're dazed,” I remembered D explaining, “That’s sorta what happens when you do dendrite or weed.” Oh what the heck! I just turned the bloody light off, thanked St. Valentine for choosing to die for love one fine day in medieval Rome, and fell asleep. Karate class had been very exhausting that day...

 

Music: Green Day - Boulevard Of Broken Dreams


Well, it's been a whole year since i wrote here about my shitty valentine's day - the day everyone in the whole world realizes they love their partners... well last year i dint have anyone to realize this abou, but this time around it seems life's been a lot fairer to me. I have good friends, a girlfriend anyone would be proud to have, great parents, am in a very good college, and plus i get good grades... seems almost too good to be true, innit?
Well, the darker side's also there. I haveta work my frikkin ass off coz i haveta get into a very good and affordable grad school in 6 months time...
Anyways, back to Valentine's day. GO straight to meet Trina and Sheema at C3. Trina gives me my present - this really cool Adidas deo. Arnab comes and gives Sheema a huge box of Celebrations chocs. Anyways, we plan to go to Arnab's place coz his uncle and aunt are outta town for the day. We buy lotsa stuff to make Pasta and three HUGE boxes of Jello. Nyways, we go to Archies while the girls go off to class and I buy a Scented candle and a cute card for Trina (with Sheema's help) Give them to her. Arnab ends up buying a 3 foot long Mickey Mouse card for Sheema as well... Anyways, we go to Arnab's place ar 4. Sheema cooks AMAZING pasta (with our help or course) while Trina, Shayan help with the cutting stuff... Arnab keeps shuffling in and out of his house... Jojo watches tv, and i help sheema cook (Yes, in case ur wondering, i can cook!)... The pasta is amazing, we cant eat anymore, leave an untouched cake in the fridge, raid ARnab's fridge for goodies and the retire to the empty rooms to make out. LOL! Anyways get out at 7:30 and then reach home around 9.

Well then, aint life grand!!!

Hi ppl,
Am back to haunt ur lives all over again. The last month's passed in a daze. Been there, seen it all, done it all... Everything. Fights with Jojo, making out with my girl, false pregnancy alarms from Sheema, Shayan getting a job, Arnab coming back from Dubai.. all of it.
Oh yeah, Arnab back from Dubai. Gets a friggin i-mate 6603 PDA for 39000. Phew! Ultra-cool phone! Got lotsa stuff for us too. African Amber for me, a cap for Jojo, Smirnoff Raspberry Twist Vodka for Shayan, Quality Street chocolates for Trina and a whole truckload of stuff for Sheema. And oh yes, he's back with loadsa moolah for daddy dearest in Dubai.
Shayan getting a job. Yeah, he got into Vishnu Solutions which is like the best BPO in Cal. Flirts day in and day out with his boss, Vivian. Ah yes, Vivian, only like the hottest girl in Vishnu which houses 100s of girls working there. Anyways, its good for us coz Shayan treats us every month when he gets his salary.
College is fine, except that i'm being put in charge of everything. Saraswati puja is on the 13th and i'm in the "Organizing Commitee." BITOTSAV is later this month and I have to prepare everyone for the various events. Flattering. Yes, when the Director himself tells u so, very flattering... but way too much work...
The other things are way too intense to be put into a few paragraphs. I'll put it up when i have the energy to type that much...

All day long you're just another brick in the wall...

Came back from our trip. Not bad. Not bad at all...
Spent new year's eve playing Bingo till 10. And then got drunk with 10 ppl, none of whom i know and my cousin brother. Made a gazillion calls to trina from his cell (he was too drunk to notice)! Thank god he has a postpaid connection!
Went to Shantiniketan the next morning by car. Hired a Tata Sumo and in went all 11 of us. We are put up at this empty house that my dad's friend has. Turns out it's a HUGE Duplex. And all necessities included... TV, cable connection, music system, toiletries etc. Go to this tribal exhibition. Amazing stuff there! Everything's hand made. These amazing bracelets, bandanas, necklaces, ear-rings, cell-phone covers, cards, candle stands, ashtrays and loads of other stuff. Get some stuff from Trina, Sheema and an ashtray for Shayan and jojo. It was really cool. It's in the shape of a frog, where u drop the ash into it's mouth. Jojo can drop his parag packets into it. Decided not to get arnab anything since he's not getting me African Amber. Oh and then we see Suchitra Mitra (the bengali singer and ex-sheriff) and Derek'O'Brian there.
Next day go to the museum and then leave Shantiniketan in the afternoon. Go to this shitty
religious place called Tarapith. Stand in the frikkin cold at 10 in the night for more than 1 hr (against my will and better judgement) to get a glimpse of the original statue before they decorate it in the morning. Me, cousin and the driver get drunk back at the hotel when everyone else is asleep. Wake up next morning, go to this freaky cemetary and then leave Tarapith. On our way to this dam in Jharkhand called Messenjore, we get a bad puncture. Lose precious time coz we have to get back home as early as possible. Go there. Amazing place. Seems really cool that ur standing on top of a wall, one side of u is filled with water the other side is completely dry. And the area was kinda hilly and through the mist it looked as though we were looking at one of the islands at Thailand. Comepletely romantic. Missed my girl a lot there. Anyways got back home at 2 in the morning. TUrns we toured 601 km by car in 3 days. wow...
Yesterday Went to trina's house to meet some of her relatives who wanted to meet me. Met her mom and grandparents again and one of her aunts. Came back home late. Dad sez he wants to have one of those "man-to-man" talks with me today. went to college and found out that our semster results are out. And I'm a frikkin 8.14!!!

Finally an 8 point someone...

Realize life is back to normal.
Or so it seems....

Turns out my family's planned a trip to a few villages as New Year's trip. Actually it's quite cool coz there's my WHole family...uncles, aunts, brothers, sisters...the whole lot.

But still... I wanna spend it with my GF and other friends (read. Arnab, Shayan, Sheema and Jojo).

Actually tht cant happen.
Jojo's mom is very sick. He had to rush home 3 days ago. Won't come back before the 12th.
Sheema can't stay out whole nite.
Arnab's gone to dubai on the 28th. Won't come back before Feb. Bloody bastard gets an 850 0n 1000 on his MCP paper and refuses to get me a can of African Amber from dxb! Fuckbag!
GF's under pressure to spend new year's eve with relatives.
Shayan's stuck all alone.

So all plans gone under.

Btw, just realized that i've been referring to my girfriend as 'GF' and 'Her'. Seems highly weird. Ah wtf? Her name's Trina.
Anyone'd be proud to have her...

So yaaaay! Happy new year to all you fellas... yeah right

There's no place like home.
So cliched. Yet so true.
Went off to Bhubaneshwar on the 23rd. Many reasons why:
1. TO meet some relatives whom i couldn't meet earlier.
2. To meet my girlfriend who was also in Bbsr visiting her parents. (Like i don't meet her enuf in cal already!)
3. To meet her parents.
4. To meet up with some friends who study there.

Reach there 23rd night at 9:30. Go to my cousin sister's place. Make plans to meet up with my girl at 10 next day.

Day 1:  Meet her an hour late. Why? Because my brother-in-law wasn't at home so i had to wait for him coz my sister won't let me go alone lest i get kidnapped on the way! Nyways, meet her and go off to CCD. And then to Forum. Now ppl, don't get hyped up. The Forum here is the shittiest in the world. Don't even come close to City Center or Ansal Plaza or Crossroads or the Forum in Cal. Yes, it's made by the same group that made the Forum in Cal, but the place doesn't even compare with the one in Cal. It's got 2 floors as oppossed to 6 in Cal, no multiplex, anchor store is Big Bazaar (Shopper's Stop in Cal) and
though the food courts are both named Burp (Actually 'The' Burp in case of Bbsr), no one knows what pasta is...
Bbsr is a goddamed village if there ever was one. The only good thing in there was the Pizza Hut. Still, not complaining... Meet her mom. Very nice person actually. Didn't feel weird at all. Felt like just another friend's mom. Come home. Go out somewhere in the evening. Plan to go to Puri next morning with relatives. Call up my girl. I'm invited to dinner with her parents next evening. This is what i was dreading all along. Her DAD. Lucky Sheema and Tonima were coming to Bbsr next morning. Thought her dad wouldn't shoot me down badly in front of them. Make plans to meet at 4 in the evening coz we wanted to go to this place called SOS Village.

Day 2: Anyways, get outta the house at 9 in the morning with my brother-in-law (referred hereafter as asshole and BIL interchangeably) and two other kids(aged 5 and 10). Now BIL is of the religious type so he decides that we go to the temple first. Me, one step short of being an atheist, agree. But that means going on an empty stomach. Normally by train it takes 50 mins to get to Puri. But for some mother-fucking reason, it took 3 hrs and 45 mins. You wish I'd say 'just kidding' in the next sentence, but it aint coming. Touring the temple takes another 1 hr. I do all that is "required" to fulfill my wishes in life. Very hungry. Asshole tells me we are gonna eat 'prasad' at the temple. Heck, i'm so friggin hungry that i'd gladly eat
human meatballs for lunch. We wait for the prasad from 1:45 to 3. NOpe. Nuthing. Turns out a kid puked into the prasad and they had to cook it all over again. By this time i'm VERY VERY Hungry and late, so i suggested to my BIL that we cut out going to the beach and just go home. He says OK. We get outta the temple without any food. Go somewhere to eat. Turns out that there's nothing but sweets near the temple (FYI, I detest most sweets). Eat 2 of them. It's already 3:30. Call up my girl and tell her i'll be approx 30 mins late. Then asshole gets the bright idea that since i've come all this way i should go down to the beach. Girl calls up and tells me that they cant wait any longer so they'll just go there without me and pick
me up at 7 for dinner since i dunno the place. My mood is exteremely BAD by now. Persuade asshole that i have to go so we leave. Get on a bus this time. Takes 1 and half hr by bus. It is 5 by now. Reach outskirts of the city and turns out there's been a murder somewhere and we'll have to take a detour. I reach home at 8. Dinner date cancelled. Girl calls up, sez that we can still have dinner if i can come alone. Asshole does me a good turn and drops me to the hotel. Meet my girl, Sheema and Tonima. Her parents come in. Her dad's cool. Asks me if i wanna drink beer with him. I decline and go for a vodka instead!
Still, have a good time. Her dad ain't as frightening as i'd expected. HAve dinner and leave the hotel at 11:15. Turns out driver left the keys IN the car and closed it. LOL! So it takes another 15 mins to break the window lock and return home at 12. Sister, BIL and other relatives worried at home. Dont give a fuck. GO to sleep...

Day 3: Have a long talk with sister and BIL about girlfriend and her parents. DO nothing all day. GF, her parents and frens go to Puri beach tht day. See the tsunami disaster on tv. Worried; call up GF; they tell me they're ok. Don't remember what happens in the evening.

Day 4 & 5: GOne in a blur. Don't remember having done anything worth doing. Except that I felt very depressed that I was just a 10 mins drive from GF's place and i still couldn't do anything. Contemplated buying a bottle of Korex and falling asleep for the next day. Decided not worth it. Went to Reliance WebWorld to play CS. First thing, there's no Java Green. Plus there's no one playing cs on LAN. To top it all, they have a weird filter that filters all the IPs on CS terming them as "Violent Material". Tried to circumvent it, didn't have much time (thanx to low balance) - so it didn't work.

Day 6: Got outta the house at frikkin 5:30 in the freezing morning to catch the train home. SOmehow made it back home. GF returns tonight with mom. Will meet her tomorrow and watch "Polar Express".

PS - If you have avoided reading the above bull-shit... the worst trip anywhere... period. peace.