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Hello Friends, No not any story this time!This post is towards one of my recent paintings.Will give a little gist before this.It has been long that I have left painting,almost 10 years or so.In fact to be true never really took it seriously.However really dont recall what prompted me to take it up once again.Maybe its the best way to relax over the weekend after travelling some 2-3 thousand miles.Whatever might be reason all I can say is...Im loving it! Well the painting you see above is a random expression of my thoughts. Doesn't really make much sense.A depiction of various form of people in black,signifying the common experiences and conditions different people go through.However the background is different for all of them which signifies a different world of each. Dont really go too much into the meaning of the above papagraph just njoi the painting and let me know if you like it.Will be expecting your comments ! Cya Guys, Avique

Antaheen

Characters : Avik Choudhuri - IPS Officer Brinda Roy Menon - Investating Journalist Ranjan Da - Avik's Uncle and a retired person. Uma Di - Brinda's friend philosopher and guide and also her boss.Well she is also the "still in good terms" separated wife of Ranjan da.No,they did not seek divorce. These are the real life characters,the ones which are not as follows: Raat_Jaaga_Tara - A GTalk ID Boy_In_The_Box - A GTalk ID Well Raat_Jaaga_Tara and Boy_In_The_Box are very close friends,offcourse over the web.They spend most of their time chatting whenever in front of their computers.This has been going on over a year.Strangely enough they still do not know each others name.They prefer anynomity.Both are comfortable sharing their feelings to complete starngers. Raat_Jaaga_Tara -Hi u der? Boy_In_The_Box - (He had been impatiently waiting for her to ping.Suddenly turns back and breaks his glass containing drinking water.) You just b...

The Race

The muddy spikes firmly dug,the limestone scattered loosely along the ground,sweat dripping from the temple,the head making movements down and then steadily up towards the finishing line."On your marks," Avik steadily comes to position with his torso nearly 45 degrees to the horizontal,"get ,set ...," he knows this is his last chance,"GO!" Like other years this year too it was the annual sports day at school.Avik has the responsibility of winning for his team.150m,200m and 400m has been completed.He could not clinch the gold in any of them.Aspirations were high.His Dad who has coached him for the past years keenly observing.The teachers and his classmates very disappointed with the performance.This is the last chance.A win is must for his team to score the maximum points.He can never face his dad if he loses. The 100m race has begun.It was not the perfect start he would have liked to have.He was lacking concentration.His start was very late.Almost half...

Seven Habits of Highly Inefficient People!

Disclaimer : The examples quoted in this article are no way remotely, either directly or indirectly related to the author.Do not get ideas punks! 1.Habit #1 - And this part is called waking up! Sometimes I feel along with the rotation of the Earth along its axis ,there has been a relative movement in the horizontal direction of all species over the years.An aspect which evolution hasnt been able to account for.What makes me think so? lemme explain - What time do you wake up? 8AM?9AM?10AM or you have flexi timings in your office ! Given a chance you wouldnt have woken up!This makes me feel we ought to have been part of a different time zone altogether.Else how could such an important activity be so similar! Wake up folks! 2.HABIT #2 - Called the skipping lunch episode Human beings can be classified as either herbivore or carnivore.However with the advent of these "highly ineffective people" we have a breed called "fuckthevore" who are just too disinterested in eating...

Burnt Shadows

Time : 7:00 AM Place :Pantnagar ,Uttarakhand I was comfortably dosing in my hotel when the phone rang,it was mom. Mom:Joy ,ekta khub kharap khobor achhe! (There is a very bad news!) P.S - Joy is my pet name. Me:ki? ( what?) Mom : Babusona kalke ratre maara gechhe road accident e! ( Babusona has died in a road accident last night!) Babusona was like my younger brother ...well even more than that... Me: Oh God!I was silent after that. I knew things would not be the same again.We have grown up just like brothers.Babusona was 6 years younger to me.It is a very difficult realization. Its not that tragedies dont happen.Set backs keep coming.Atleast I have simply got used to them.Got ditched and rejected on both personal as well as preofessional fronts.Tell you somewhere down the line things heal quicker now.However thats not always true! The day starts with with the new rays of sun.Calm and soothing.As the day passes the sun comes down harder and harder.Our life starts casting its shadow....

Escuse me please!

"Excuse me please!" ,translate this to the local dialect which sounds something like this - "Abe hat samne se!".Welcome to the world which has molested the very existence of civic sense.I started my career in Bangalore where you find very civilised people,even the auto rickshaw driver knows English!People drive in their own lanes and wait patiently at the traffic lights. Well all was good when destiny brought me to Delhi. In this city no one has the least respect for traffic rules.No one has a To bring about the contrast lemme just put forward an example.I am one those persons who are the favourites of Traffic Police. In Bangalore when I used to get caught for any reason the traffic police would respond this way - "Sir you have to pay a fine of Rs 200/- for overspeeding."Such humbleness ,such respect even my juniors did not show this to me in college.I felt like giving away Rs 500/- instead. In Delhi recently i got caught for speeding.This was the treatmen...

Monday Morning Blues

Time : 7 AM Early Monday morning Partied late into the night.Hangover still continues.Nothing doing have to reach office in time for the meeting with Boss! Time :8:00 AM Location :Some Office Boss - What is the difference between a job and a career? I have no fucking clue what is the difference between the two,neither have I thought about it.But since my boss has asked there must be some difference.After much thinking I replied "Job is something which we do for our living and career is our constant progress in the profession " I felt like giving out sermon from the Bible.But somehow it felt bloody good. Boss - No ,no!Its a simple one word answer.The difference between the two is simple,its " perspective ". Thats cheating!Never did you mention you wanted a one word answer.Even if you wanted one how am I supposed to know which fucking word you have in mind. Boss - Your productivity for the previous week has been .689 against the one previous to it which showed .748...