Tuesday, November 13, 2007


chaand ki thandi roshni mein
sangemarmar ke mujassimon ki tarah,
bahut khoobsurat hai ye jahaan...
lekin kuch mara mara sa lagta hai...

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Wednesday, October 31, 2007

I am...

I am the Elements
I am the Force
I am the End
I am the Source

I am Zero
I am Infinity
I am the Moment
I am Eternity

I am the Vibration
I am the String
I am the Cosmos
I am Nothing

I am the Stillness
I am the Dance
I am Destiny
I am Chance

I am the Word
I am the Sound
I am what You seek
But never found

I am your Consciousness
I am what you see
I am You
And You are Me...

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

sea side ramble...

the eternal crashing of the waves into the rocks
as the sea rushes to meet the land
drawn by some force, larger than itself.
an endless yearning for oneness...

towards the horizon, the endless ocean
merges into the gray blue sky
drawn by some force, larger than itself.
the artist smudges the line between water and space...

the fiery sun watches and mocks the sea
as it pines and yearns for the impossible,
each particle dancing its own cosmic dance
at the command of the salty wind and the cold moon.
but everyday the sun forgets
that it moves towards an inevitable end
drawn by some force, larger than itself.
it grows red and melts into the aquamarine...

the fire, the earth, the water, the wind and endless space
bound together in this cosmic dance.
fulfilling some need to merge into one- momentarily, eternally
drawn by some force, larger than themselves...

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Tracy Has a Carpet...

Tracy Has a Carpet;
it's a magic carpet.
It flies about in starry skies
and takes us far beyond the lies.

The Garden of Dreams in the Land of Love
with honeydew flowers and the golden dove;
all the wonders you wanted to see,
rivers of chocolate and a candy tree!
The piper plays his haunting song,
the ladies dance and sing along.
The moon silently shines and smiles
and lights the place for miles and miles.

Tracy Has a Carpet;
it's a magic carpet.
It flies about in starry skies
and takes us far beyond the lies.

The Enchanted Forest, the Eternal Woods,
where lives the great wizard Xabudz,
comes alive with the nightingale's song;
nothing's amiss nothing is wrong.
And Xabudz stands tall with his greying beard
flowing in the air (it looks a little weird).
He casts a spell of a wonderful kind
and clears the cobwebs of the mind.

Tracy Has a Carpet;
it's a magic carpet.
It flies about in starry skies
and takes us far beyond the lies.

Tuesday, July 03, 2007


saal ki pahli baarish mein dhula hua ye shehar...
roshni aur chakachaundh mein ghula hua ye shehar...
jaane kya maangta hai, aasmaan chahta hai...
apni hi zameen ko bhoola hua ye shehar...

Friday, June 08, 2007

you don't get any marx for this...

or 'stuff you'll never get to read in the magazine' (working title)

Communism. An idea that promised to change this dreary world we live in into Paradise. An idea offering equality to all. An idea which most of the world believes has failed miserably.
So what is the idea and why did it fail? We brought together some ‘eminent’ panelists to discuss the issue.

The Panel:
Karl Marx – German political philosopher, author of the Communist Manifesto and really cool dude with a bushy beard.
Iosef Vissarionovich Stalin – Baap of all Dictators who would cause you to pause and exclaim ‘Moochein ho to Stalin jaisi, warna na ho.’
Steve – American Hippie dude
Mukherjee – Bengali Babu (Not at all representative of the Bengalis in general, who are, as I’ve learnt from experience, really nice, intelligent people.)
Yours Truly – Mostly silent observer.

Yours Truly (YT): So…Mr. Marx, would you like to make the opening statement?
Karl Marx (KM): Ja. (Clears throat) The history of all hitherto existing society is the history of class struggles.
Steve (S) (Lighting up a joint): Yeah dude! I struggled a lot in class too. The Man always makes it too tough for us simple folk.
KM: Nein. What I meant was that oppressor and oppressed, stood in constant opposition to one another, carried on an uninterrupted, now hidden, now open fight, a fight that each time ended, either in a revolutionary reconstitution of society at large, or in the common ruin of the contending classes.
Steve gets really confused, then shakes it off and puffs away to glory.
Mukherjee (M) (thoughtfully): Marx-da, I don’t really understand, but I totally agree with you. These oppressors, I tell you. We Bengalis fought so hard for independence and then all the PM’s come from that pathetic state U.P.
KM: This isn’t about your country! The communist agenda applies to the proletariat everywhere, regardless of nationality.
Iosef Vissarionovich Stalin (IVS) (with evil glint in eyes): The whole world? Interesting. Tell me more about this system of yours.
KM: The state which will come about as a result of the Workers’ revolution will own all the land, all industrial activities, all credit. In short, the state shall control the whole economy through central planning. Also, education, communications and transport will be exclusively the preserve of the state. Everyone will work equally and get paid equally.
S (coming back to reality): But I’m not good at anything dude. What work will I do?
KM: The state will ensure work for everyone.
S: You mean I can be incompetent and still earn money? Thank God!
KM: God is an illusion. Religion is the opiate of the masses.
S: Really? And to think I’ve been paying that damned dealer so much money when the church is giving it away for free. Dude! Radical!
KM: Dummkopf!
IVS: Forget about him Comrade Karl. So you are saying the state controls everything? That means the state is the Absolute Power. So whoever leads the state is the Most Powerful Person in the world! I love this ideology of yours.
M: Me too Marx-da. We can teach anything we like in the schools! We’ll make Bangla the national language.
KM: You are not really getting my point. The state is not one person or a small collective. It is run by all the workers in the world.
YT: How the heck can 6 billion people agree on anything? Even my own wife doesn’t agree with me 96.78% of the time.
KM: All men are brothers. They will find a way to run the state collectively to benefit everyone.
S (gets excited): Far out dude! We’ll all live together as brothers. It’ll be like Woodstock all over again. I could like this commie thing after all. (Takes a pull on his reefer) Radical!
IVS (with a conniving grin): Da! The people will elect their leader who will run everything. I’ll rule over the world in the interest of the workers because only a Man of Steel, like me, can be the true leader.
KM: You don’t understand. The Proletariat is an entity in itself. It does not need a leader.
M: How can there be no leader? How will the people know what to do if Jyoti-da doesn’t tell them?
IVS (moustache bristling with rage): Zhotida, or whatever his name is, is not telling anybody anything. I represent the will of the workers. I am The Boss. Do you get it?
M (filled with fear): Whatever you say Comrade Boss.
KM (vexed): There is no boss. The Proletariat is supreme.
IVS: Shut up Comrade! Or I will have you arrested, tortured and killed without trial for resisting the will of the workers. Lt. Rasputin of the KGB is really good at this sort of stuff. Comrade Mukherjee, let’s set the revolution into motion. It’s time to control the world.
M: Stalin-da jindabad! Communisht party jindabad! Marx-er tanashahi cholbe na! (Long live Stalin! Long live the Communist party! Marx’s tyranny will not be tolerated!)
Mukherjee stages a walkout.
S (to IVS): So dude, when does the concert begin?
IVS: What concert?
S: The greatest rock concert ever man. Let’s stick it to the Man!
IVS: Only I can decide who plays music and when. I am the man and nobody sticks it to me!
S: No fair dude! What about being brothers and shit? I think you suck man.
IVS: You will think what the State wants you to think. Comrade Rasputin, take this despicable free-thinker away. Dissent will not be tolerated.
All of a sudden a few men, wearing red army uniforms, appear out of nowhere and take a protesting Steve away.
IVS: Now, if you comrades will excuse me, I have to take care of all the dissenters and free-thinkers in the world.
KM: You are just replacing the whole bourgeoisie with yourself. This is not Communism!
IVS: It is now. And you better keep quiet or I’ll hang you in Dzerzhinsky Square.
Stalin leaves.
KM: What have I done? This wasn’t what I had thought. I believed I could lead people to Utopia.
YT: I thought you were an intelligent guy, but you are as stupid as the rest of us. No idea is better than those who profess it. And the fact is that most humans are selfish, ignorant idiots. Therefore, no idea in the world can bring about utopia. Communism, capitalism, anarchism, fundamentalism, all the isms just end up dividing men into artificial groups. So just relax. Your ideology may have failed, but none has succeeded.

Do you still think an idea can change the world?

Tuesday, May 08, 2007

one flew over the cuckoo's nest...

Run, rabbit, run
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Dont sit down, its time to dig another one
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race toward an early grave.

five years in kgp...time for a change...

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfuried
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Eneumbered forever by desire and ambition
Theres a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road weve been so many time

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever

goodbye Kharagpur...I'll miss you...

i'll be joining a new magazine to be launched around October as a writer...
i guess i'll see you on the dark side of the moon...

P.S. this does not mean goodbye to the blog...just a short interval and i'll be back...

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Five more Haikus...

the wind sighs through the
trees outside my window as
the darkness gathers.
the walrus and the
carpenter are striving to
make fools of us all.
whoever said that
God is a nice guy, never
met Him in person.
beware the monstrous
clutches of the creature they
call by many names.
the light of knowledge
spreads through the darkest of minds...
Utopia comes.
- Kakafukino Infinata (1101-1213 AD)

Friday, May 04, 2007

RUN!!! the blogthings are coming.....

or 'i never told you so part 2'(working title)

exciting news: i'm vanilla!!!(i'm just being stupid...don't mind me)

You Are Vanilla Ice Cream

Your personality is anything but "vanilla"
You're a risk taker, who's up for anything new.
You go well with anyone and fit into any situation.

You are most compatible with rocky road ice cream.

what does your birthday mean? well usually it means that i was born on that day...duh!but now that i'm a satanist it also means that it is an annual festival for me along with the solstices and equinoxes...:D

Your Birthdate: October 27

You are a spiritual soul - a person who tries to find meaning in everything.
You spend a good amount of time meditating, trying to figure out life.
Helping others is also important to you. You enjoy social activities with that goal.
You are very generous and giving. Yet you expect very little in return.

Your strength: Getting along with anyone and everyone

Your weakness: Needing a good amount of downtime to recharge

Your power color: Cobalt blue

Your power symbol: Dove

Your power month: September

warning:the following description of my personality has been attained by answering a few stupid questions on a dumb website. the owner of the personality is not answerable for any discrepancies between actual personality and the one described.

You Are a Chimera

You are very outgoing and well connected to many people.
Incredibly devoted to your family and friends, you find purpose in nurturing others.
You are rarely alone, and you do best in the company of others.
You are incredibly expressive, and people are sometimes overwhelmed by your strong emotions.

same old shit...terrorists, presidents, american invasions, space travel, sfx movies...has nothing changed in 24 years?

In 1983 (the year you were born)

Ronald Reagan is president of the US

Sally Ride becomes the first American woman to travel in space

Marines are killed when a TNT laden suicide terrorists blows up Marine headquarters at Beirut International Airport

US Marines and Rangers invade the island of Grenada and evacuate hundreds of US citizens

The Soviets shoot down Korean Airlines flight 007

The Internet Domain Name System was invented by Paul Mockapetris

Ronald Wilson Reagan signs a bill creating Martin Luther King Day

Return of the Jedi is the top grossing film

"Every Breath You Take" by The Police spends the most time at the top of US charts

The A-Team and Webster premiere

hurrah!!!all my life i have wanted to be a walnut tree!!!my dream has come true!!!thank you blogthings.com for bringing my dreams to fruition...now i don't need to go out to eat vanilla ice cream with walnuts on top...i can have myself!!!yippee!!!

You Are A Walnut Tree

You are strange and full of contrasts... the oddball of your group.
You are unrelenting and you have unlimited ambition.
Not always liked but always admired, you are more infamous than famous.
You are aggressive and spontaneous, and your reactions are often unexpected.
A jealous and passionate person, you are difficult in romantic relationships.

the author of this blog claims temporary insanity caused by this post on dc's blog.

and now that i've gone totally potty!!!muhahahahaha!!!!here i go again...

finally...one quiz that truly understands me :D

You Are 89% Tortured Genius

You totally fit the profile of a tortured genius. You're uniquely brilliant - and completely misunderstood.
Not like you really want anyone to understand you anyway. You're pretty happy being an island.

i am the EGO...
You Are the Ego

You take a balanced approach to your life.
You definitely aren't afraid to act out on your desires - even crazy ones.
But you usually think first. Morals drive you as much as hedonism does.
You've been able to live a life of pleasure... without living a life of excess.

brown sugar
Your Personality Is Like Heroin

You're capable of the highest highs and the lowest lows.
Addicted to feeling good, you'll do almost anything to avoid pain.
People seek you out, even though you can be quite moody. They're hooked on you!

purple haze!!!
Your Brain is Purple

Of all the brain types, yours is the most idealistic.
You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense.
Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries.

You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself.

i think 5 years in bengal has had an effect...long live may day! viva la resistance!
You Are 32% Capitalist, 68% Socialist

You tend to be quite wary of businesses, especially big business.
While you know that corporations have their place, you tend to support small, locally owned shops.
As far as the rich go, you think they're usually corrupt and immoral.

radical isn't it...viva la resistance again!
You Are 60% Politically Radical

You've got some radical viewpoints, but you aren't completely nuts. You're more of a visionary than a radical.

if anyone is wondering why i'm torturing you so with this mindless post...here's the answer to the vexed question...
You Are 74% Misanthropic

Here's the truth: Most people suck. You are just lucky enough to know it.
You're not ready to go live alone in a cave - but you're getting there.

goodbye people...i'm off to search for my cave :D

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

i never told you so...

standard routine for boredom...give stupid tests on the net and post the answers on your blog...


You Are 88% Open Minded

You are so open minded that your brain may have fallen out!
Well, not really. But you may be confused on where you stand.
You don't have a judgemental bone in your body, and you're very accepting.
You enjoy the best of every life philosophy, even if you sometimes contradict yourself.

i'm also getting crazier than ever...if you don't believe me take a look...

Paranoid Disorder:Very High
Schizoid Disorder:Moderate
Schizotypal Disorder:Moderate
Antisocial Disorder:High
Borderline Disorder:Moderate
Histrionic Disorder:Very High
Narcissistic Disorder:Very High
Avoidant Disorder:Moderate
Dependent Disorder:Moderate
Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder:Moderate

-- Personality Disorder Test - Take It! --
-- Personality Disorders --

compare these results with the same test given in october 05 and you'll know that i've gone up a few notches on quite a few disorders :D...i'm more paranoid, schizoid, borderline, histrionic, avoidant, dependent and obsessive-compulsive than ever before...the new improved(???) me!!!

combine all this and you would come to the conclusion that i'm probably insane according to conventional wisdom...now i never told you so...or did i?

Monday, April 23, 2007

zindagi jab bhi teri bazm mein laati hai humein
ye zameen chaand se behtar nazar aati hai humein...

kisses in the rain,
coffee and clouds,
the starry skies,
the moonlit nights,
chocolates and ice cream,
the look in your eyes...

you're all i'll ever want

surkh phoolon se mehak uthti hain dil ki raahein
din dhale yun teri aawaaz bulati hai humein...

the way you smell,
the way you talk,
the way you smile,
the way you walk,
the way you laugh with twinkling eyes,
the way you feign anger when you can't stop smiling,
the way you talk about the future,
the way you fit right into my arms...

you're all i'll ever love

yaad teri kabhi dastak, kabhi sargoshi se
raat ke pichhle pehar roz jagaati hai humein...

waking up next to you,
watching tv together,
listening to songs while holding hands,
slipping those three magic words into your ear
with oblivious people around,
sitting together, no need for words...in silent lucidity...

you're all i'll ever need

har mulaqat ka anjaam judaai kyun hai
ab to har waqt yahi baat sataati hai humein...

through coffee and cats,
chicken and shrimps,
clouds and dreams,
foggy streets and rain,
bright mornings and starry nights,
golden green and pink and white...

you have me...forever...

zindagi jab bhi teri bazm mein laati hai humein
ye zameen chaand se behtar nazar aati hai humein...

Friday, April 20, 2007

five haikus...


one more chapter ends
a new one about to start
the story goes on


the evil in us
never takes a day off and
tells us what to do


when we are happy
the winter of life appears
and takes it away


lizards all around
clicking in the springtime of
youth and decadence


who calls for me now
in the monsoon of sorrow
with that wailing shriek


Sunday, April 01, 2007

random thoughts...

fat lizard on the wall to my left...unmoving...fat, ugly, lazy thing...is everything in this world beautiful?

is anything?

given a choice, would you lie to someone close to keep them happy, temporarily, or would you tell them the truth and cause them pain?

is time linear or do we only perceive it that way?

is there anybody out there?


what is our true purpose in life? attaining perfection or forever striving to be better?

is it right to break the dreams of others to fulfill your own?

can dreams ever be fulfilled?

is god an omnipotent, omniscient, benevolent being who is testing our faith or is she a prankster, having fun at our expense?

does god exist or was he created in man's own image?

was the indus valley civilisation an early vedic settlement or was it destroyed by incoming aryan hordes?

does it really matter?

does anything really matter?

did i make any sense?


read my latest post and zero's reply on infinity and zero...
it's all about the freedom to choose and whether a choice really matters when there are much larger issues at stake...


From the Archives:
" Yash, maan, khyati... Na, chai na...Ami udbo, gaan gaibo..." -From the play 'Tota Kahini' by Gautam Sengupta based on a short story by Rabindranath Tagore.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

silent lucidity...

an attempt to change...to become a more frequent blogger...more committed blogger...i hope i can change...if nothing else, at least i've changed the blog title to better reflect myself...
i was sitting about one day when, on a friend's recommendation, i heard the song 'silent lucidity' by queensryche...the phrase occurs just once in the song but it immediately caught my attention...the result was a poem that follows...

stealing moments from the fabric of time

the rains, the moon, the stars, the cats,
stolen kisses come floating back...
our eyes met, time ceased to flow,
words slipped away as we stood there...
in silent lucidity....

and though you say that things have changed
and though you say i'm not the same
i'm still the crazy boy in love with you
you're still the silly girl falling for me
no need for words, we still stand...
in silent lucidity...

stolen moments from the fabric of time
will forever bring back the rains, the moon,
the stars, the cats, the stolen kisses...
and we'll stand here face to face
without time, without words...
in silent lucidity....

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