W550i

Once upon a time, when I was studying in kgp, a strange incident happened.The durga puja vacations were coming.I was really excited about going home.A break from the not-so-good mess food,the not-so-fruitful lectures,the filthy humidity,the streak of shower-less days and sadly a break from carlos ki cold-coffee.Boarded the usual.Utkal Express.Its a weird weird train.It has a three day run in total touching only-god-knows-how-many-states.Don't even ask about the number of stations.It hits the longest station in Asia at four in the morning.So, I had a cab waiting outside the hall at three.When you are done with your orientation program at kgp, train journeys are so much fun.And specially the long ones.Exploring the new horizons of O.P outside the campus in a train is something you should experience once.Ergo the time flew and I reached home sweet home.

This time I decided to just eat and sleep in a recursive loop.Then it came to me, Duh ! what's new with that.I always do that when i am home. But then came a bug in my *i m lovin it* recursive loop. My dad's laptop crashed.Studying engineering is sometimes embarrassing.People expect solutions from you and interestingly whatever may be the field.I defended.That's not my stream dad.Dad with that sarcastic face.IIT's aren't worth anything these days.My blood attained a temperature so high which was enough to melt the stupid laptop.Ahhhh.I decided to give it try.Did everything I could have.Did everything a mechanical engineer could have done.With no one at home, I had the whole day to figure it out.And I was totally confident that it was not my cup of cold coffee.I don't take tea !

It was a question of pride and honor now.And not to mention, the brand IIT was at stake.Aaha ! I have a plan.Lets call the company guy.He will deal with it in no time.No one will ever know he came.And I will take all the glory out of it.I love me ! (with a devilish smile) So, this guy had a history.He was a school senior who dropped out and opened a computer shop from where we brought this laptop.He used to visit often and was like a friend.So he came after a few hours. did his job, talked for a while and left.And I was now eagerly waiting for Dad to come home so that I can prove my caliber and was framing a technical explanation for what went wrong.

Now comes the interesting part.Before that,I must feed you with the architecture of the house.We usually keep the laptop in the hall.And the main door is normally open as the gate beside the garden is always closed.And the place being in a secured area, there is no chance of strangers entering your house.But if you are in the bedroom, you might not be able to notice if someone breaks-in into the hall.So, after this guy left, I spent some time in the hall and then I went into the bedroom and found something interesting on the TV.After half an hour or so I came back into the hall with the sudden urge to call someone.But my cell phone was not where I usually keep it.On the night stand in the hall.I looked everywhere in the house.And then finally called on my mobile with the land line.Switched off ! What the hell.I tried again.The same.I went outside and found the garden door open.Oh My God.....someone stole my cellphone! I was furious.It took me a while to get out of the shock.I loved my phone.It was a sony ericsson.W550i.

I was sitting on the floor figuring out what could have happened and was in hope that all those Sherlock homes books might prove to be helpful.But then why would someone only be interested in a cellphone? Why didn't he take the laptop or the numerous other things in the hall ? Or did I put it somewhere else ? Lot was in my mind.And then my parents came back.I told them about the loss. They were surprised too.We have lived here for a decade.Nothing ever happened in this locality.Dad asked me if someone came.I hate it when you don't want someone to know something but eventually you yourself end up in telling the truth.Now I had to tell them about the computer guy and the fact I called him which proves Dad right.Stupid circumstances ! Anyway, I did tell them and then we all rejected the thought that he might have taken it.He was rich.He had a computer gallery and lots more.Why would he fancy a fat orange cellphone which won't even fit in your jeans.


I decided to call him up.His voice seemed different this time.A bit tensed.I asked him if he took my mobile by mistake.He raised his voice and denied.And then showed far too much interest in what happened.He then suddenly mentioned that when he left he saw some slum kids outside my house.He suggested they might be involved.Something made me sure that he was the culprit.But dad did not agree with me.I called him again.I am going to the Police for a FIR, you sure you don't have my cellphone.He panicked and said he knows someone in the Police Department and will help me with it and also that hes coming over.He came home.He told his own story when his cell was stolen from his shop and then he filed an FIR but nothing happened and blah blah.Nice move ! But I was still sure. I will still report it and you are the only one who visited us and hence you might get in trouble.Dad thought it was rude of me to say something like this.I thought it was necessary.He then fake smiled at me and left.I thought he would break.Just when I was reconsidering my assumptions he came back with my cellphone in his hand.Swapnil, I found it in your garden beside one of the pots.You must have missed it.I yelled .I looked all over with eyes wide open.Now I was sure he took it.What a lame cover up ! A kid can do better than this.I smiled and decided to pretend to believe him.He was embarrassed.His eyes not able to look directly at me.I thanked him.He knew that I knew.He escaped.A kleptomaniac I guess he was.But there it was, my W550i !

Pink !

Pink !!!


I couldn't think of a better title. I guess it kind of suits the theme as well.Yes, its about women,its about girls and the blah blah that follows.Actually i want to dedicate this one to my mother, Aku, my sisters and my female friends (sadly just a single digit number) etc.As soon as I figured out what this world was about and how things work here, I have an immense respect for women.I mean it has been so unfair to them.Right from the Purdah system to till now.Yes, a lot has changed.The male dominated society has accepted the participation of women in all fields.But its still dominated by men.

It starts right from the beginning.A staggering number of baby girls are murdered while they are inside their mother.How unfair ? Everyone wants to have a boy who can support them in the future. Aaah...grow up people! Women are probably the better half of this human world. Without them even your existence is impossible.Don't you dare stop those little angels coming to our world.

A typical middle class family would do anything to fulfill the wishes of their son, they would do anything for his proper education.But for their girl child, they would readily compromise to situations.They would not care as much for her education as well as she has to leave them anyway.Their is a bias in everything.She gets neglected.She is deprived of the love she deserves.Girls go through so much trouble.They live with so many restrictions and regulations.They can't go out all by themselves.And sadly these all are the result of the disgusting and shameful behavior of men who have nothing better to do but harass.Damn eve-teasers !

Then as soon as they enter their twenties or complete their graduation, they are forced to hear that unwanted sound.Wedding Bells! Aah ....give them a break for the love of God ! But sadly many parents believe in something else.

Early to Wed ! And early to raise !
Makes a woman Healthy,Wealthy and Wise !

It's good to see the change though.Today is way different .They have proved themselves everywhere. Women power is prevailing. But sadly this change is only urban.Things are all the same in the rural areas. Nothing has changed for them.

Now talking personal,I wish I had a little sister.I missed someone by my side all the time.Friends are always there but it still felt incomplete.Nevertheless, almighty gave me wonderful cousin sisters.I love you all.You know, there are times when you have issues which you cannot discuss with guys.They can't bear this emotional crap.Oh...that's passe ! The word is emotional atyachaar ! Women are surprisingly good listeners too, but only when someone opens up to them seeking their help or advice.Women are emotionally very strong.Men only pretend.They have so much energy,enthusiasm and spontaneity.Their working style is so organized and planned.And yet they are so unpredictable.There is so much more about them.But the most important thing of all, they know how to care.Guys, of course we care too.They just do it in a better way.

Cheers ! Go Gals !

P.S This is a sincere post and is not an attempt to impress girls ! I swear by your name !

Shit Happens !

You have seen a person who has been so strong at everything all his life.He has inspired you, nurtured you and taught you everything you know today.You have never seen him break.You have never seen tears in his eyes.You have never seen him taking a helping hand from anyone.

And now he is not well.It has been quite a time now.Now he cannot even stand by himself.Walking a few yards has become so painful for him.He needs someone with him all the time.He needs to listen and do what everyone has to say.But he has never done that.He finds it very difficult to be dependent on others ever for the most smallest of things.He always believed that life can be lived alone. He always believed that he will never need someone to take care of him.But that is so not true.

You can't survive in this world all by yourself.You need others.To be precise, you need the love of others.You can't live without love.Those who claim to, they are just good at pretending.It's all about love.We are just puppets and someone out there has all the strings in his hands.We all have issues.We blame the puppeteer for that.But he has let one string loose.He has given us the power of a choice.The choice of being happy.In spite of all the bad things happening to you, you can always choose to be happy.I do remember the Gandhi's Talisman which used to be there in the front of our textbooks in school.It helped me a lot. Whenever something goes wrong with our lives, we tend to think that no one else has suffered what we are going through.But that is far from the truth. Just look around and you will see everyone goes through things much worse.You are not at all alone.

Sometimes people discuss the unfairness of this world. People do not often get what they actually deserve.But then we ourselves are responsible for what the world has become.And it will continue this way until we choose to bring a change.If there is thing which is morally wrong, but since everyone else is doing it, you think it's right.This should change.Some people waste a lot of time crying over what should have happened and what they actually deserve and lot more.I was one of them.But then, someone told me,"I have two words for you, Shit happens ! But you can always choose to smile about it and make a new start like the phoenix". I believe in those two words now.I believe in myself.