He is MY KHAN..... !!!!

He is the “LOVE” of MY LIFE……. I don’t know why but I am in love with him madly, deeply and unconditionally since ages. When I was around 2 years of age I first saw him, was acquainted with him. He was like a part of my family…. And yes as I love my parents I love him as well the same way. There are no barriers, no conditions, no limit.. nothing !! Just immense love and respect for him. He is a kind of inspiration to me. It’s like an unusual feeling what I experience when he comes in front of my eyes.  That essence can only be felt and can’t be explained in mere words. I like him rather I love him for what he is; no matter what he is doing and he will do in future my love for him will never change or end. I will always love him the way I used to love him since ages. I follow what he says, because somewhere I can sense that I can related to him, whatever he is saying I want to do the same because may be only that way I am comfortable to express myself and I can make myself positive in all ways. He emits some kind of positive vibes all the time that’s what I feel. If I am upset or sad I listen to him and his saying about the world, people and himself and after that I soon realise that I am back to my original form, where no more negativities left and it’s like I need to do something good and nice. I believe this world to be a beautiful place and I need to make it a better place to live in for myself. I trust him, respect him, and follow him. My love for him is unconditional. No matter what the world thinks of him, my love and respect for him will be the same throughout.  He is the man who can make me smile and make me cry. He is a person I look up to just like my dad, another man who is just like another dad for me whom I knew from my childhood just after I came in to this world.  He is the man I always cherished. He has always helped me to deal worst situations. I always believed as he said “end mein sab kuch thik ho jata hai, aur agar nahi hota hai then woh end nahi hai picture abhi baki hai mere dost” I learned a lot from him. He is my superhero like my dad!!! J  I love him immensely.  

You can’t be a dictator in a relationship !!!

Diary of a single independent girl....

So, I am suddenly single. Am I sad? Hmm… well, I would have to be inhuman if I wasn’t at all affected.   But I am not crying buckets or listening to sad songs not even on a sad mode. I am feeling more anger than pain, and that really helps. I have no regrets of breaking-up. According to my friends they think I am stubborn. Yes, I am a lot of times. But that wasn’t in play here. I think I am justified in sticking to my stand.   I am a model; Rajat began seeing me, knowing that.  It wasn’t as if I sprung on him on one fine day. He can’t tell me that I have to choose him or a lingerie shoot. It’s a bizarre as me asking him to choose between me and his work. It’s not okay to be a dictator in a relationship. I am just not the kind of girl you can put down rules for. I won’t try to dominate in a relationship or allow myself to be dominated. I am an adult and I decide for myself- basically my life, my rules. It’s as simple as that. Don’t give me your ultimatums. It’s a deal breaker. Even as a child I never liked anyone telling me what to do and what not to do. And I am sure I won’t let anyone do it now. Why should I? I have my dad to thank for that. He always wanted us to make our own decisions and then face the consequences that came with it. It was his way of making us independent. So now I won’t let anyone tell me what to do. Sure, we can discuss it. I am willing to listen and I am open to all sorts of discussion. You do make adjustments in relationships and try to find common ground and that’s reasonable. What isn’t it acting like a dictator? If he hadn’t given me an ultimatum and said something like, “I don’t want my friends ogling you.”  I would have probably skipped this shoot. What worried me was that he thought he could give me an option and I would toe the line. I can’t be in a relationship with a man who thinks like that.  My work is an important part of my life and my man has to accept me with it. There is nothing wrong to be independent in life. If I hadn’t done this photo shoot, who’s to say it would stop there?  It’s just human nature. Maybe someday I will find the guy for who I will feel like giving it all up. And that guy won’t even have to ask me, because if he does, then he’s not that guy. Does that make sense to you?

It's the Place.. from where i belong........

You know you are from Kolkata when..............

  

• You correct everyone who says “Calcutta” and reiterate that it’s “Kolkata”.

 • Someone, somewhere in your family had been a die-hard Statesman newspaper fan and had read nothing else but Statesman for years!

 • You think that you are very fluent in Hindi and consider it your second mother tongue (even when u speak quite rubbish Hindi grammar and twist Bengali to make it sound like Hindi)

 • You just love Kookie Jar Chocolate éclair and Flury’s cream rolls (although you hardly had enough money to buy them during student life)

 • You used to have Monginis or Jalajoga Cakes for tiffin in school

 • You just adore Nahum’s…and not once would you come back from New Market without spending on bag fulls of tidbits from there

 • You can hog on Kolkata roadside food and still manage to escape stomach upsets

 • Your idea of hanging out with friends is to go and sit and have adda-session for hours at Coffee House or Nandan, have lemon-salted tea and debate on politics or literature

 • You had all your puja shopping done from New Market or Vardhan Market when you were young

 • You love bandhs and play cricket or badminton on the streets whenever there is one

 • You just cannot think of going to places like Someplace Else and Atrium Café when you are in college…yet when you start working, you definitely start adoring those places!

 • You love City Center hangout, CCD and Oxford Chai Bar

 • You love places like Calcutta School of Music, Nazrul Manch, Shishir Mancha and have gone their at least once to watch a theater or listen to music

 • You simply love eating at Haldirams, Bhikaram’s and Tiwari!

 • Your idea of college life dating must have been Victoria Memorial, Haldirams, Nandan, Lake, Coffee House and cheaper movie halls.

 • You love Christmas more than Christians do…buy Christmas trees and go out on Christmas. Eating at least one cake is compulsory!

 • You call everyone (starting from the traffic police to the auto drivers to even Saurav Ganguly) DADA!

 • Your idea of going out for a high-end dinner is going to Park Street

 • Your idea of going for a long drive is to drive down the wide Rajarhat roads.

 • Your north Indian friends make fun of you when you use ‘ hum’ instead of ‘main’

 • You used to make trips to Nicco Park almost every month when you were a kid. You called Nicco Park, Jhilmil for a long time!

 • You had chatted for hours sitting at the Metro station, just to escape the harsh sun outside.

• You think that your school is the best school in Kolkata, and since Kolkata is your world, nothing else mattered!

 • You think that a person is stupid and had never had the real taste of it, if he calls puchka as pani puri or golgappa

 • You have had drinks like ‘Masala Shikanjchi’ and 'Masala ThumbsUp'

 • You have various groups of friends - school friends, college friends, building/para friends, and some are just random, common friends

 • You keep cursing the driving of the buswallas and autowallas

 • You keep praying for rains/ for a bandh just so that it floods and your exam is postponed

 • You just show your palm to cars approaching you while crossing the road and expect them to stop immediately

 • You have Dominos and Pizza Hut numbers on your fingertips

 • You are stuck in endless traffic jams during durga puja as half the road space is taken up by the puja pandals, yet you go out every year during this time

 • You somehow manage to get hold of your stock of chocolate bombs and aloo bombs during Diwali even though it is banned

 • Your evening snack consists of tele bhaja/ jhal muri/bhel/aloo dum/papri chaat, etc.

• You love Dada aka Saurav Ganguly and can fight with people who say against him(unlike me)

• You listen to FM all the time

• You support either Mohun Bagan or East Bengal, even if you don’t understand football that much

 • You think of Flury's and t3 when you think of breakfast

 • You think the best Chinese food is still found at Peiping..or Marco Polo or China Town

 • You love hogging Idly and Dosa at Haldiram’s,  Anand’s or Rally’s

 • A Mamata Banerjee rally is just like another daily event which you pay no heed to...as well as the so called’ Bangla Bandh’s’

 • You either support CPM or Trinomool strongly, no mid way (annoying)

• You go to all extents to argue with your friends about Kolkata being the best amongst all metros in India and it is the cheapest metro city.

 • You crave for Puchka’s(pani puri’s) paw bhajis, chaats and chole tikka

 • You have a new passion...Kolkata Knight Riders... and its ShahRukh Khan.. <3

 • Every person who’s not a Bengali is called by a common name, “non Bengali”

 • You love college street to buy study books but Oxford to buy story books

 • You wait for Durga Puja all year... whether even you go out for vacation at that time ;-)

 • You still love the old charm of Landmark and Camac Street Forum, in spite of all the new malls...(but Inox Forum comes up with the most expensive tickets throught out L)

 • You still call it 'Cal' even after the name change

 • You love Kolkata Book Fair and go there every evening when the fair’s on, even if you don’t read books( basically to have good food and just roam here and there in that huge crowd)

• You think intellectualism is synonymous with Kolkata.( which i abhor it from the core of my heart)

 • You feel the best of junk, second hand jewelry and cheap beautiful clothes can be found only in Kolkata

 • You know that the best fresh water fish recipe and the best food of India comes from Kolkata

• You know that the most well behaved and attractive people are from Kolkata

 • You realize how much you LOVE Kolkata only after you have lived outside Kolkata and traveled around the globe

How free are we as an individual even after 63 years of Independence?

“Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high

Where knowledge is free

Where the world has not been broken up into fragments

By narrow domestic walls

Where words come out from the depth of truth

Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection

Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way

Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit

Where the mind is led forward by thee

Into ever-widening thought and action

Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake”

                                                                                      - Rabindranath Tagore…

 Today when a bomb blasts many innocent public are mercilessly killed without any faults and committing any crime.

There are security checks everywhere from shopping malls to offices, hotels and other places. With so many checking’s are we able to stop these bomb blasts completely ?  Honestly we have to say NO. The numbers of blasts are increasing day by day by leaps and bounds and the numbers of deaths are increasing in geometric progression.

Public fear to go for pilgrimage, fear to go for work, school and colleges, fear to attend public meetings to hear the speech of eminent leader. Even they fear to walk on streets. Their fears are not unfounded.

We are not free. In fact we are going further and further away from freedom.

We proudly say that India is a free country. Its been 63 years of Independence. The infrastructure has changed, the education level has increased, lifestyle is broaden, glamour, style, entertainment, market, and what not. But are we really free?  The system we living is basically corrupt, isn't it?

In our country right from a traffic offender to terrific murderer can easily escape punishment with the help of  two P’s  -  Purse (read suitcase)  and Politician,  two C’s  Cash and Corruption.   CPC (Civil Procedure Code) and CrPC (Criminal Procedure Code)  cannot  withstand the wrath of the present day CPC ( Corruption  -  Politicians  -   Cash ).

 We are still slaves even after 63 years.

- Slaves in the hands of corrupt Politicians,

- Slaves of corrupt systems where government department behave live a hungry wolf.

- Slavery to bribery.

We are not free to live without fear of robbery, kidnapping, and killing for small money. We are now under the arms of corruption, disorder, inefficiency of our ruling administration and the corrupt politicians. Power is on the hands of a few and misuse of this is also noted in many cases.

The daily papers carried the stories of the cost of a member of parliament gone from 25 crores. what it shows? The politics is fully on corruptions and scams. A horse trading to save the skin. We are not free to say anything. If you say anything, the safety will be in question.

The battle for economic and social freedom is still on. There are many incidences where an individual’s rights being violated. An individual still cannot raise his voice against wrong cannot even question. The market in today's scenario , the richer are getting richer, poorer are getting poorer and a common middle class man is a crushed vegetable of a sandwich of both the classes.

The meaning of independence is not the right to buy things, or to not be paying taxes, or not having poverty either, the meaning of independence is the right to work for one’s own welfare. And in an independent nation like India, we do have that right.

Freedom will come when we will stop dividing ourselves on the basis of religion, country, gender and financial stability. Freedom will come when we will unite even though nature has divided us. Freedom will come when everyone will eat and study. When every baby irrespective of it’s a boy or a girl will be allowed to live we will call ourselves free. We will call ourselves free when we can come back from the work peacefully with no anxieties. We are really not free.