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well well well!!sincerity goes by my name it seems ........ i read in a college now!! (polite round of applause.... like the one in response to bilbo baggins saying "'its my one hundred and seventeenth birthday (i dont know the figures THAT well!)'").i never bunk a class, never keep up late at night to watch movies(now THATs a lie!!-- but goes down with the image well!!), never drink(did once.. in school), dont smoke(truth at last!), dont go around to much entertainment except orkuting.. that too twice a week.thats my college life (CAMPUS life, if you please!) and i am almost nearing my endsems. but what keeps me going are my friends.. ahh nights over in blasts of loquacity and discussing over sensitive topics to national development, to social develpment.. and most important - PERSONAL development. i consider myself lucky to land in good company everywhere.the latest highlight of my life has lately been a philosophical paradigm shift. a friend going by the name of sudhanshu preached me this time around and i stumbled on a pretty important fact of life that i seemed to have been missing and messing up on , notwithstanding my 7 years of hostel experience (that i flaunt on at every possible opportunity). its a story worth telling- for the advantage of some lost soul who needs help, and gets it here (ooh! i seem to have this saviour complex in me!).so it all began when i (I - of all ppl-- capitalization for egoistical reference.) began having problems with adjusting into this bright new hostel atmos. though i was the one who asked everyone their names and tried to break ice.. the whole setup didnt appear to go down my alimentary canal well!! my psychologically logical mind took up the task and i tried every approach under the sky to convince myself (self-motivation) that there was nothig wrong with my personality and this was just transient ... they went down the drain.enter sudhanshu and a magical post supperal chat (i bend my grammar here and there!) one tuesday night.... the logic was straightforward - dont think that there is freud's unconciousness opinions lurking somewhere beneath that offbeat comment somebody made.. let the steam out and take a deep breath!! actually what was happening was that i was reading more between the lines than that existed. problem solved!! so the next human being who told me that i was looking specially weird that morning recieved an icy thanks. man of the moment? thats me!(ed's note: sudhanshu is also a hostelier[tch tch grammar!] like the author and is familiar with intricate nuances of first hand psychology... he learnt it all the easier way- experienced it.)lost soul's problem solved(?)---- my b'log' , more the logbook if you ask me, shall henceforth contain all news about me, shall be updated anually at the least, and reserves the right to tell ppl who despise my egotistical ravings to run off for a change and ... isnt that too much already?signing out quite,yours truly,_____________________.
diwali! (i am a sucker for a good title!- this is one!)
happy diwali!
another try at the blog now!! this is turning out to be quite an annual event!!i have many plans to pursue...... lets approach this logically, shall we?first of all since a large part of my time goes into books and movies,not necessarily in that order, i will be contributing book and movie reports.. i have something against the word 'blurbs'.in the meantime college finds me hale and hearty and i might just go that extra mile to ensure that that eat that chocolate bar before i sleep off!and since when have we been comprehensible eh?uhhh.. college! Right!the first day i went in the hostel i got a big crush on the institute and how they function... for one thing the no. of ppl at iiser was only 40 then (students, i mean). but then the hostels that were allotted at sector5 salt lake were so spacious and squeaky clean, combined with the IBM building right beside it .... it WAS heaven. but i got shifted to the older, and smaller-roomed and more facilitated, hostel back at sector3 and my dream hostel escaped my hands.then the first day at college was a bit like my experience of the summer camp last year - only with double the batch strength.some ppl i struck up an instant friendship with and others took a little time to break the ice- and i tell you none of it involved beer!but the picture i had of a high-brain-society immensely motivated to becoming the scientific drivers of India suffered a lot. bu what i got in turn was a 80ppl strong batch with a few perky-highs in IQ , and ALMOST no jerks(note the capitalization!) .midsems bid me adieu, and endsems are only a month away now.as for my career options i had physics in mind when i came here, but i am getting inclined to maths and computing gradually. so i intend to major in maths and minor in computing 4.5 years down the line.hostel life has always been, for me, balancing my insanity and bouts of my ordered self; in vidyapith we had no freedom and were always fighting for the forbidden.but here, everything is within reach, when i say i mean ppl can sneak in alcohol, drugs anything up their rooms and nobody would stop them- - it depends on their moral fibres to stand up true to their own safety.
that's what ending on a serious note means i guess!PS- substitute 'note' with 'rote' and see if it stands the test.hee heee!
another try at the blog now!! this is turning out to be quite an annual event!!i have many plans to pursue...... lets approach this logically, shall we?first of all since a large part of my time goes into books and movies,not necessarily in that order, i will be contributing book and movie reports.. i have something against the word 'blurbs'.in the meantime college finds me hale and hearty and i might just go that extra mile to ensure that that eat that chocolate bar before i sleep off!and since when have we been comprehensible eh?uhhh.. college! Right!the first day i went in the hostel i got a big crush on the institute and how they function... for one thing the no. of ppl at iiser was only 40 then (students, i mean). but then the hostels that were allotted at sector5 salt lake were so spacious and squeaky clean, combined with the IBM building right beside it .... it WAS heaven. but i got shifted to the older, and smaller-roomed and more facilitated, hostel back at sector3 and my dream hostel escaped my hands.then the first day at college was a bit like my experience of the summer camp last year - only with double the batch strength.some ppl i struck up an instant friendship with and others took a little time to break the ice- and i tell you none of it involved beer!but the picture i had of a high-brain-society immensely motivated to becoming the scientific drivers of India suffered a lot. bu what i got in turn was a 80ppl strong batch with a few perky-highs in IQ , and ALMOST no jerks(note the capitalization!) .midsems bid me adieu, and endsems are only a month away now.as for my career options i had physics in mind when i came here, but i am getting inclined to maths and computing gradually. so i intend to major in maths and minor in computing 4.5 years down the line.hostel life has always been, for me, balancing my insanity and bouts of my ordered self; in vidyapith we had no freedom and were always fighting for the forbidden.but here, everything is within reach, when i say i mean ppl can sneak in alcohol, drugs anything up their rooms and nobody would stop them- - it depends on their moral fibres to stand up true to their own safety.
that's what ending on a serious note means i guess!PS- substitute 'note' with 'rote' and see if it stands the test.hee heee!
a long gap...and the eloquence succeeding it!
Sunday, July 22, 2007
its really hard to obtain readers in this world unless you really write tons and tons on yourself, but i am still confused by whether i should be happy or sad by the lack of comments.....or their absence! this means that people dont visit my part of the cyberworld easily- privacy, thus is achieved. but people who know me might stumble across my posts and gain unwanted access to my deepest secrets!
but let me keep writing whatever i want till i get the comments going..and people wanting to join my blog..lets make it MY blog..eh?
so?lets start with being as corny as they come, but get effective later.and that...with a glass of cyber-champagne(careful!-i am still not of age!)........calls for an insightful intro.
so guys...and gals(no sexist pig- me!)
i want to introduce you to debanjan basu, also known as 'basu'(with a contemptuous tone- you'll love it, promise!),and self styled dave/john(two names MAKE mine) and keeping in accord with aamir khan's perfectionist potrayal of a jerk....DJ.of course no one calls me these, i couldnt live with myself if they did, but it sort of adds style when you mention it.
i did my high school and intermediate(secondary and senior secondary) from ramakrishna mission vidyapith, deoghar. the school is so famous in bengal that i still get surprised(and hurt.. that goes without saying!) when people say that theyve never heard of it.but worse still when i told people that i got chance in IIT and stood royally to bask in the glory, two persons actually asked me what iit means!
so personal rants aside, what more does my intro need.............yeah.my physique.ever seen stallone...he was almost my type!
hands off, moral police! no one can see me lie!
okay here goes, awkward teenager who actually rather short and plumpy....actually its only a tyre around my abs(they do exist i swear!-you can feel them even over the inches of adipose tissue) and am right there in orkut, search debanjan kolkata and youll find me. i have been a bookworm all my life...story books! but i am gifted with interest in all kinds of sports..although i excel at none. my table tennis and badminton are manageable.....but youll always find me huffing and puffing the evening competing for 'the eyesore of the day' and very few can beat me at that!
another facet of myself would do good to be mentioned.i like creative writing...but cannot persist at it for more than two hours(cumulative, that one!). so rule out a bok or two from me, they never even seed!
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand!i stammer a lot...when i am in the mood, i suck at all kinds of speech,public or private, but when the adrenaline gets going, my tongue does precisely that!
i am going to take up a career in science and will probably shift to teaching if i can.
so that gives every strand i have away, buh-bye then!
but let me keep writing whatever i want till i get the comments going..and people wanting to join my blog..lets make it MY blog..eh?
so?lets start with being as corny as they come, but get effective later.and that...with a glass of cyber-champagne(careful!-i am still not of age!)........calls for an insightful intro.
so guys...and gals(no sexist pig- me!)
i want to introduce you to debanjan basu, also known as 'basu'(with a contemptuous tone- you'll love it, promise!),and self styled dave/john(two names MAKE mine) and keeping in accord with aamir khan's perfectionist potrayal of a jerk....DJ.of course no one calls me these, i couldnt live with myself if they did, but it sort of adds style when you mention it.
i did my high school and intermediate(secondary and senior secondary) from ramakrishna mission vidyapith, deoghar. the school is so famous in bengal that i still get surprised(and hurt.. that goes without saying!) when people say that theyve never heard of it.but worse still when i told people that i got chance in IIT and stood royally to bask in the glory, two persons actually asked me what iit means!
so personal rants aside, what more does my intro need.............yeah.my physique.ever seen stallone...he was almost my type!
hands off, moral police! no one can see me lie!
okay here goes, awkward teenager who actually rather short and plumpy....actually its only a tyre around my abs(they do exist i swear!-you can feel them even over the inches of adipose tissue) and am right there in orkut, search debanjan kolkata and youll find me. i have been a bookworm all my life...story books! but i am gifted with interest in all kinds of sports..although i excel at none. my table tennis and badminton are manageable.....but youll always find me huffing and puffing the evening competing for 'the eyesore of the day' and very few can beat me at that!
another facet of myself would do good to be mentioned.i like creative writing...but cannot persist at it for more than two hours(cumulative, that one!). so rule out a bok or two from me, they never even seed!
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand!i stammer a lot...when i am in the mood, i suck at all kinds of speech,public or private, but when the adrenaline gets going, my tongue does precisely that!
i am going to take up a career in science and will probably shift to teaching if i can.
so that gives every strand i have away, buh-bye then!
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