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Miss you...

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Miss the tea seller at the Railway station from whom I used to purchase newspapers on my way to work...She used to waive off 50 paise when I dint have change so much that I got into the habit of not having change!. I don’t know her name.

Miss the Auto wala who used to describe his Auto as faster than Mamata Bannerjee’s trains…Don’t know his name.

Miss the cycle garage er dokaner Kaku and mainly the small kid who used to work at his shop. Always had a smile to greet each time I met him except the time when I told him I was shifting to another place. I don’t remember his face but I can clearly recollect his broad smile which makes me reminiscent of him. Don’t know his name or his boss’s.

Miss the barber who cut my unwanted hair for the last 5 years. He was THE BEST I have ever known. Was a very good masseur too. The last time I was using his service, I told him that I was moving. He stopped foaming me suddenly. I turned to see his eyes wet. I jokingly asked him whether it’s the news I just gave or because he was going to loose a regular customer! He narrated and I advised. That was the last I met him. After a few days I went to his shop to give him a calendar and I heard he committed suicide. After the initial numbness, all I could muster was: He was brave. Throughout my 5 years with him, I addressed him as Dada and he called me back Dada. Sadly, I don’t know his name.

Miss Sajal da, Bhanu da and Mukerjee da and many more whose names I don't know but knew them by their faces. They were my daily travel partners (all double my age) and during those 45 minutes every day, I learnt Train is such a wonderful place. We all come with our problems but the assembly everyday at compartment no.4 dissolved all our problems (for at least 45 minutes everyday) while we engrossed ourselves into debates and discussion on National affairs, Sports, Politics, etc.

Miss you too D..I regret for what I put you through but we are even now huh since the way you deserted me and the days I seen for you and without you puts us on the same scale.

This writing isn’t about me missing them but it’s a tribute to the mentioned people who are making me miss them.
 

Thank god 2010 is over..

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..and if I now dont complete this article, I will be double sure that I am lazy and unable to control my mind!

Anyways Happy New Year Folks. Its a new year..new beginnings..new resolutions (set to be broken soon)! Hope you guys got my SMS greetings. If you have'nt received then you have to subscribe to MY SMS pack!! Kidding..I m writing crap..nah? I have so many things to share and write about..yet I wont divulge all since my new resolution is:
"Talk Less Hear More See a bit more and write lots"

Thank god it's over
When seen from my eyes, the only thing that can be said about 2010 is thank god it's over. It has been a horrible year for me personally. Beneath the little illusion of joys early on during the year (I bought (with no monetary help from anyone) my first vehicle last year, Digha trip,D-bday, Valentines Day & Eden Test, My last B-bday celebrations being the other joys), there was a big and dangerous surprise unravelling itself that manifested itself to make me loose someone close and realise that nothing is permanent. It was a monumental crisis and sadly I had no strategy to deal with the crisis.

2010 was a year of breakups and hookups or the better term is 'got back'. But hey doesnt breakups happen every year? And Hookups? Its normal..it happens..yeah but I dint realise till it happened right in front of my eyes.
Seen people dump their present to get back to the past..Good job girls!! Not forgetting what goes around comes back around, wonder what you people will do when you are at the receiving end. Still wishing you people great luck, best wishes from me, Dev and other members of the Dumped Club! May you not get what you give. I would like to quote Lindsay's recent tweet who in turn quoted Mahatma "The future depends on what we do in the present. One step at a time.."

December 2010 was horrible. Lost couple of close people. Miss you Kakima and miss Hari - my barber and the best barber I will ever know. Temper takes its toll!

Went to Abul's place - Munshirhat (howrah district) on New Year's Eve. It was a welcome break from the daily monotonous city life followed by some great food. Me and Pechu stayed there for 44 hours and we were full. Abul's mother is a great cook only that it is very very spicy! I love people who cook well. Rohit you missed it! But jokes apart, the food was great, hospitality greater and the friendliness of people we met greatest! Have you ever encountered people you were meeting for the first time greeting you with - ' kemon acho?'. I was taken aback seriously, you don't know me, we just met for the first time and you ask about my well being? First time experience. One of Abuls friend who owns a shop even gave us chocolates!! Played Punchin Ball (village style of football with a punch sized ball with a crazy bounce!) with the Madrasa boys! Again a first time experience.

And guess who called to wish at middle of the first night in the New Year? The person I least expected to call! You know a difference between me and her? I receive her calls, sadly she isnt that humane!!

And oh for those who dont know and interested about my whereabouts,this is to inform you that I have shifted base. It's a new place..new surroundings..new people. All this shit is helping in the process for me to pre- mature! I already describe myself as a bloody 30 year old trapped in a 21 year old's body!!

"I dont want to know anybody or any place so deep that separating from them would hurt. I did once and still recovering!"

While concluding I would like to wish for you to have a great 2011. May it be just as opposite to my 2010!!

I received lots of SMSes on the 30th and 31st saying Vodafone,Airtel and some 7 companies are bhikharis..Is it true? Who is actually the bhikhari?


Good Luck..until next time..Bye