Random Strokes

Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose,Terminal Kolkata isn't a great place to be at 5 in the morning.I simply wondered if all the people in the queues are here for boarding a flight or maybe their loo is dysfunctional! Just as the FIFO was getting implemented I happen to pass a bookstall.Grabbed a Alice in Wonderland.While browsing the pages happen to read the following para - 'Would you tell me please,which way I ought to go from here?' 'That depends a good deal on where you want to get to, said the Cat. 'I dont much care where -,' said Alice. 'That it doesn't matter which way you go,' said the Cat. '-so long as I get somewhere,'Alice added as an explanation. 'Oh,you're sure to do that,'said the Cat,'if you walk long enough.' Nice way to start the day!Well Hi friends... haven't been around for quite some time.Was between jobs,relations and cities.Thankfully have rested now and settling for peace on all three fronts.I am found in...

Blanket of white snow had engulfed everything around.It had snowed for the first time in the valleys this winter.The intensity of the sun started rising once the snowfall stopped.Multiple reflections of the sun rays reached a tin rooftop on the other side of the road which blazed directly on my blue shades.Awesomely soothing I should say.The relief was shortlived.Immediately a gust of wind started blowing.The arteries and veins seemed to contract.A slap on the cheeks which were exposed. I looked around and saw a tea stall nearby.Without wasting time ran for shelter. "Ek chai aur cigarette dijiyega please." "Cigarette kaun si lenge Janaab?" "Kings ...badi waali" "Yeh lo Janaab.Aap Hindustan se ho ?" This question hit me even more stronger than the chilling winds on my cheeks.I never expected this sort of a question.Not able to understand how to react answered in a single syllable - "haan!" I am giving an account of my recent trip to Srin...

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

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 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...

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...

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....