Wednesday, 7 January 2015

Cold and Damp

in two day's time i'll be gone
across the cold blue sea
waving to the light blue sky
i'll miss the bright sunrise


i've reached an old town
and it's very cold out here
it's lonely and all i can hear
is the sound of cold and damp


the lush green field will miss me
the trees will cry silently
dogs will bark and cows will moo
someday i'll meet all of you


i've reached an old town
and it's very cold out here
it's lonely and all i can hear
is the sound of cold and damp

i roam around the town
with time and hope by my side
the night's getting colder
my eyes are tired as well


i've reached an old town
and it's very cold out here
it's lonely and all i can hear
is the sound of cold and damp





Monday, 5 January 2015

The Blizzard

just when you enjoy season's first snow
laugh at each other in happiness
comes the demon faking the blue sky
you wish you were home with your family


the blizzard is an expert in the masquerade
it comes hurling down like a devil
tears down everything that comes in her way
unleashes her fiendish plans to clear


chaos and panic in every block
everyone rushes back home
no one knows what's in store
the blue sky becomes lifeless


the blizzard is an expert in the masquerade
it comes hurling down like a devil
tears down everything that comes in her way
unleashes her fiendish plans to clear


few brave ones will stand and watch
as the monster shows no mercy at all
it brings down the naked trees
rips off the cable wires

the blizzard is an expert in the masquerade
it comes hurling down like a devil
tears down everything that comes in her way
unleashes her fiendish plans to clear


the blizzard is the wizard of destruction
it is bright and deceitful
it is bright and deceitful
it is bright and deceitful



Saturday, 3 January 2015

Across the streets

Verse 1

the night is long and i need to sleep
the dust swarms gently around my face
it's getting dark and it's getting too late
the day went fine and yesterday's no longer mine

chorus

the wind breeze is getting wild as hours pass by
across the streets i stare with no tension to bear
the somber gaze of streetlights runs over my face
as i laugh at the mulish nature of loneliness

verse 2

midnight is starting to roll around pretty well
now the stars seem to shine and the moon looks fine
not a single sound, as if everyone is out of town
i love the way how the sky looks at me with a frown

chorus

the wind breeze is getting wild as hours pass by
across the streets i stare with no tension to bear
the somber gaze of streetlights runs over my face
as i laugh at the mulish nature of loneliness

bridge

i keep a cold watch on the bizarre nature
the stars no longer shine and the moon is crying
i keep my eyes wide open as the sun pops out
birds start to chirp and i was awake the whole night


chorus

the wind breeze is getting wild as hours pass by
across the streets i stare with no tension to bear
the somber gaze of streetlights runs over my face
as i laugh at the mulish nature of loneliness

Friday, 2 January 2015

The French Mandate


Segregation of ottoman empire
the devastation of world war
incessant loss of democracy
the embodiment of french mandate
french summoned to contest
and demand syrian recognition
procreation and jurisdiction
were now in their hands
for the league of nations
approved the excerpts of
the embodiment of french mandate
power to islam was revoked
majority sought for independence
while a few were in support
for the support was traditional
crisis came hand in hand
with nationalists of damuscus
and druze rebels forming allies
french position of control
put at stake by the disdainful
group of triumphant nationalists
incoherent franco-syrian treaty
negotiations were made
executed in the national bloc
syrian democracy and independence
foreign policy consultation
priority of french mandate
all were due in no time
all of syria but lebanon
incorporated with military bases
beureucrats ratified the treaty
while the french tackled the turks
they formed a significant part
soon the turks enjoyed autonomy
french dominion was stern
ratification was never a choice
adjournment was inevitable

Steven George Gerrard - My Idol

I remember the young confident lad making his way out of the tunnel only to warm the substitute bench. It was 29th November, 1998, a legend was born in the name of Steven George Gerrard as he made his way on to the pitch wearing the famous red shirt. After that everything is history. You have given me enough reasons to enjoy my childhood. I could not hold my tears back when you decided to call it quits. 



A very emotional day indeed. My childhood idol is going to leave my favorite club. It has been a dream come true watching Steven Gerrard give his everything for the club. I always tried to imitate him and he is one of the reasons why I am crazy about football. There will be new/wannabe football fans mocking him for his slip against chelsea or may be his failure to win a premier league medal but people who have followed him since the early days of Gerard Houlier understand what a legend he is. Liverpool were never favorites to win the premier league let alone the champions league yet Steven Gerrard decided to stay with the club he loves and give its fans something to cheer for. I am afraid we would never have someone as great as steven gerrard at liverpool. All the raheems and the rossiters and the flanagans will either fade away or leave the club for a better salary. That number 8 in a liverpool shirt will be missed. If I ever get a chance to go to anfield, I won't be seeing that red shirt with no 8 written at the back, trying to pump the half dead players with confidence. Thank You Steven Gerrard for everything.

Sunday, 9 November 2014

Succubus

How you appear in my dreams
Demonic presence while i sleep
Oh! Temptress of the night
Supernatural pretty girl
Attacks me in my sleep
Oh! The slayer of lust
The pain that i feel
Morning becomes dark
Oh! You serpentine
Leave the innocent alone
Don't lure the fragile heart
You cause excruciating pain
Limbs go stiff and organs die
Oh! Temptress of the night
Venomous seduction
Enchanting eye sight
Love making medieval creature
Oh! Temptress of the night
Behold your quest for lust



Tuesday, 16 September 2014




Our first dig at Music. 3rd September - 2008. Courtesy-Infernus, Riffmaster, Buzz. Collectively-Xephyr.






"This is her design". It has been 4 years now. This remains my favorite.
"Yes, I'm a woman. I have breast and a cleavage, you got a problem?" - Deepika Padukone

Girls these days are pretty much society oriented. They are too concerned about what the society might think of them or their actions. Not only girls, I have often come across guys even older than me who are reluctant to do something which they want to, eventually back out because "the society does not approve". I say, fuck your society.You want to have a tattoo? You want to wear something that makes you look cool or let me put it this way, it makes you feel better? You want to flash your tits in public? Do whatever you feel like. Do not fucking care. None of those from your society pays any of your bills.

"It is not a part of our culture". This is the same boring stuff I had been digesting for most of my life. Who creates this culture you are talking about? Did it just fall from the sky? Or is it a group of imbeciles that is responsible for our much outdated culture? P.S - Flashing tits in public is definitely not something cool or in vogue. Girls in iraq and other "uncultured" countries protest rape attempts in a way that leaves a mark on the criminal's mind for ever. Girls(most) in India hide in their mama's closet because "that guy has a tattoo and long hair". Self defense is the best defense and in our country it is probably the last weapon to be used. The education system in our country is trying its best to create a handful of bots that can be controlled only by a remote. These dumbfucks eventually go on to represent the country in certain events.


Indian girls(most). Courtesy - Facebook

Sunday, 7 September 2014

The Syrian Uprising

 As I had promised to come back to The Syrian Crisis. Excerpt II.


Altruistic debacle to say the least
irreproachable civilians on the streets
armless they are, butchered mercilessly
dire footprint on adjoining kingdoms
millions of Syrians snivel
seek for justice and squeal for help
System's vicious crackdown
as everyone was taken aback


Tranquil protests were at halt
rebels clashed against system's ideas
Syrians were armless no more
began the assault-an act of intrepidity
Islamism and secularists became misnomers
two million martyrs, one indiscreet idea
internal displacement of innocent lives
refugees at every corner
refugees escaped across the borders
young men abducted to fight for regime


Nights became bloody and catastrophic
civilians were often shot at by snipers
Jordan, Lebanon and Iraq are home to many
for they might break under excruciating strain
children,women and old-none of them were
a count of demise increasing every year
the unrest state of the Syrian uprising
still agitates the rest of the kingdom
 
When you stare at the sky
Do you find anything intriguing? 
Except your berserk state of mind
Almost a makeshift sense of contentment
"Behind this mask there is more than just flesh. Beneath this mask there is an idea... and ideas are bulletproof.” 


It never gets old. I lost count. 

Saturday, 6 September 2014

Look at yourself.

"Now she walks these hills, in a long black veil
She visits my grave, when the night winds wail
Nobody knows, nobody sees
Nobody knows, but me"

Monday, 16 June 2014

Maiden Trip to Heaven

It was a hot and sultry day in kolkata and I was traveling to my college when a crazy idea struck my mind. What if I along with my closest friends from The Modern Academy go for a trip? The idea was immediately shared in our Whatsapp group and it was welcomed with a lot of positive responses. 5 of us finally decided to be a part of this legendary trip.

Gangtok to Pelling to Darjeeling to Siliguri was our plan. After random speculations we chose to travel by train and Padatik express had all the responsibilities of driving us safe to New Jalpaiguri. It was 5th night at 9 'o' clock when Rohit picked me up from my place and I sighed "Uff Finally". We reached Sealdah at 10 'o' clock only to see our train was not there in the platform it was supposed to be. Ankit, Agniv and Tanmay reached Sealdah around 10 30 and within 15mins we could see Padatik express entering platform 9B. We were buzzing with excitement as it was our first trip. We entered the S4 coach and arranged our luggage accordingly. All we could discuss were about the next few days that we were  going to spend. After all the random banters and trash talks we decided to call it quits and we went off to sleep. As soon as we woke up in the morning our train was 1hr shy to our destination. We reached NJP at 10 in the morning on the 6th. A grey colored Tata Sumo was already waiting for us and Thanks to Rohit and his Dad's relentless efforts we could reach Gangtok in time.





The hotel that we were supposed to stay was known as Kanchen Norvu. We reached Gangtok around 3pm, unpacked our luggage, freshened up a bit, had our lunch and went out for sight seeing. But before going out we had to submit few documents which were later used to create permit for the best place that we visited in the whole trip-NATHULA. Again thanks to Rohit, the hotel room, food and hospitality were top notch. To be very honest Gangtok is not the place I would like to visit again but the ambiance in the mall area was so unlike India. It was captivating and  very happening. We had one of the best pan fried momos from a local shop and two budweiser cans were just an icing on the cake. We returned to our hotel just before it started to rain very heavily. We were drooling over a few "Meter Down" classics and went off to sleep to welcome the new day which was supposedly very adventurous. The breakfast was ready before it was expected. The mahindra bolero was waiting outside. We were ready to visit Nathula which is located at an altitude of 4310m approx. We were on our way to Nathula, we stopped midway at the sight of a waterfall, clicked few pictures and then continued our journey to the most coveted place. It was getting very cold as we were getting more close to our destination. The journey was horrifying and I was taken aback at the sight of an unexpected void whenever I looked right out of the window of our car. I became jittery as the road was very not at all uniform and it was freaking narrow for one car to pass let alone two. We reached Nathula around 1'o' clock and discovered that out hands had already turned yellow and our veins were visible. It was because of the very low temperature. Even though we missed snow, it was closed to 2 degrees that time. It is the India-China border. We took enough pictures to remember every second that we spent in Nathula After spending 1hr out there we headed towards Changu Lake which was not very far from Nathula. Midway we hit a local shop for some noodles and momos. We reached changu lake at 3'o' clock. People were riding Yaks and we were busy clicking our pictures keeping the lake as our main theme. We visited Babamandir which was not at all fascinating. After babamandir we headed towards our hotel. We went to the mall area and enjoyed a couple of hours and returned back to hotel. We were really excited about the next day because we would be heading towards Pelling.









The car was punctual as usual and we had to get ready before 8 'o'  clock as the journey was very long and the route was not safe at all. The roads which were spiral in shape, steep slopes that looked like a 90 degree free fall were a few things that made our journey to pelling worth remembering. Even though Rohit and Tanmay had fallen sick due to food poisoning, they were immediately charged up by nature's grace. Pelling was a beautiful place to visit, less crowded and serene, of course a place where you can bury all your sins and spend the life of a monk. We reached Pelling, Hotel Royal bintan to be precise around 2 'o' clock, unpacked our luggage, had our lunch and went out for Singshore bridge. We reached singshore bridge which was an alluring place. The 200m long hanging bridge was covered with clouds and we could not resist clicking most of our "Would be Facebook dps" out there. We spent an hour investigating the 200m long bridge. The cloud got cleared and the view from the Singshore bridge to the bottom most rock was petrifying. We had enough of that place and we decided to get back to our hotel as it was getting dark. Driving in the hills in low light is a real menace even if you are an expert. We slowed down at Changay falls which was not much attractive. We reached our hotel before sunset. Agniv and Rohit decided to stay back in the hotel while Ankit, Tanmay and I went out in search of icecream. Failing to discover an icecream shop, we hit a local momo shop which turned out to be one of the best we had in our whole trip. In the meanwhile it started to rain heavily and we decided to take a walk. We reached our hotel and it was almost time for our dinner. Since two rooms were allotted to us, we divided ourselves accordingly. Rohit, Ankit and I were in 1 room, Agniv and Tanmay in the other. Sony Six was telecasting the Fifa 1994 World cup film. Amidst the Roberto Baggio penalty miss gossip we don't remember when our eyes gave up and when we woke up it was time for us to leave Pelling and head towards Darjeeling. After having a delicious puri/dal breakfast we got up in the car. We left Pelling and headed towards Darjeeling.





We definitely understood the fact that the roads that led to Darjeeling were the worst ones. There was a place where our car was going up on a very steep slope and midway it stopped and started to roll backwards which would have killed us then and there. We had to step down and immediately arrange bigger stones to stop the car from rolling down. Our driver was skilled enough  and he tactfully took help of the back gear and bang we overcame the steepest slope of our trip. We were always accompanied by some good music thanks to Rohit's Aux Cable. Darjeeling was definitely one of my favorite places from the trip. It was crowded by the ambiance was intriguing. It had a different essence altogether. We were stuck for an hour in a pathetic jam before we could finally reach our hotel and it was known as Hindustan Residency. We dropped our luggage in our hotel room and had our lunch. We rested for a while and went out for "Chelsea" a shop which we were very eager to visit. The best part about these hilly areas is that the people out here love football more than anything. Each house, car, shop was decorated with flags, scarves and posters. The world cup is here and these hill towns made it more lively than any other city could. Chelsea was immensely football dominating and I got some of the best stuffs that I would never get in my city. After we were done with the shopping we went to Glenary's. It is a must for everyone who visits darjeeling. Our tummies were stuffed with some of the best foods from Glenary's. We came back to our hotel and clicked pictures with everything that we bought from Chelsea. We turned on our television and enjoyed some old football videos and called it off for that night. The next day we had to wake up as early as 4am. Our car was waiting and we headed towards the Tiger Hill for the sunrise. The Sunrise was not clear mainly because of the clouds, still we could get an idea how beautiful it could be on another day with less clouds around. The place was worth visiting a million times. We left Tiger Hill and went to a monastery. On our way to hotel we stopped at a place called Batasia and after that went to Rock Garden. After rock garden we came back to our hotel. We had our breakfast and went out again. This time it was the Zoo and the Museum. We totally enjoyed our time at both these places. After witnessing some of the rarest animals in the zoo we went to the Tea Garden. We clicked a few pictures, bought tea for our loved ones and returned to our hotel. After we were done with our lunch we decided to go to Kebenter's for some hot chocolate, ham fry and meat balls. It was really special to visit a place which is more than 100 years old. After Kebenter's we went to a restaurant called Penang which supposedly sold the best momos out in darjeeling and hell yeah they were good. Penang was followed by Glenary's again and this time it was an all dessert venture. We spent a lot of time out there while Agniv and Rohit were busy buying chocolates for their loved ones. After Glenary's we went to the mall area and before it started to rain we went back to our hotel because next day was a hectic one as we would be heading towards siliguri via pashupati. It was the last day of our trip.










After a good night slip, we woke up early and packed our bags as fast as possible. Our car was waiting and as soon as we finished we went to a place called Bhanu Bhavan where our car was waiting for us. We knew that the pleasant weather will only last for a few hours because siliguri is at a similar altitude level like Kolkata. We stopped at pashupati, shopped for a couple of hours and went to siliguri via Mirik. We were in Bidhan Lodge and were too tired and hungry to wait for any sort of formalities. We hit "Gest Food" which was close by. After our lunch we rested for an hour and went to Hong Kong market. After exploring Hong Kong market my friends met with one of my close friends Subhayan. This selfless guy came all the way just to make the last day of our trip worth remembering. We went to Cosmos mall where we had one of the best momos of our trip. Momos were followed by a couple of pool games which my friends enjoyed the most in the enitre trip. Thanks to Subhayan my friends and I had a really great time at Siliguri. The next day was going to be a long one and so we returned to our hotel as early as possible. We slept early and woke up early.





It was time to get back to Kolkata. We reached NJP 1 hour before time. We all bid goodbye to all the places we visited with heavy hearts and we definitely wish to go back to all those places in near future. This was our first trip and first of many more to come. The train came early as well. With all the memories of the previous 7 days we headed towards Kolkata with one thing in mind. The World Cup is here. 

  

Tuesday, 3 June 2014

Dear Pailan

End of another phase. It's time I should pack the most coveted white shirt/blazer and the scintillating PAILAN GROUP tie(Would like to rate this sarcasm 10/10) because none of the newbies standing at the Pailan BTECH gate would stop me from going in for not wearing the most beautiful uniform in the world. Let me take a walk down the memory lane. 9th August 2010, I reached college a bit too early with all the expectations in the world. The dream of a fortress was already shattered as soon as I entered my college premises. I had to wait for more than an hour before the so called introduction process began. Meanwhile beautiful ladies kept pouring in the IT department. It was supposedly one of the very few exciting moments that I have had on the first day itself. To be very honest I have had the best seniors in my college. I thought they will crush me and flush me down the toilet but then the like minded ones were one of the best friends/seniors I met in Pailan. I was probably the guy with the least involvement in my class but personally I would like to appreciate the fact that my class mates were the most co-operative ones in Pailan. First year was probably the best year in Pailan. From Freshers' welcome to the victory triumph in our first football tournament at BBIT, everything looked scripted but hell yeah 9-10 years down the line these memories are going to haunt me because they were too good. The college football team was the only reason I went to college during my first semester and of course I met with some of the coolest friends from CSE and ECE. After a nauseating first couple of months at Pailan, I could finally breathe in with some of the most talented seniors, friends and classmates around me. Not too sure how much I will miss college but I will definitely miss the independence. I will miss some of my favorite seniors(which I already do)/juniors and some of my favorite classmates and friends who will probably bid farewell to Kolkata very soon and of course how I can forget the faculties who have had a run for their money trying to persuade me so that I stop evading classes day in and day out. I would definitely miss the practice sessions before a fest or a freshers' welcome. I would also miss the practice sessions with the college football team. I was blessed with some of the talented footballers around me and together we have enjoyed a lot. Have a great future ahead mates. Since I am running out of lines I would like to end it here.

Wednesday, 16 April 2014

96 angels gone but never forgotten

A tribute from Bengal Kop.

This Fuckin' don't slip now

Captain fantastic. Mr. Liverpool. My idol. Steven Gerrard. How other fans wish they had a Steven Gerrard in their teams. This man has given everything to my favorite club. This man makes me fall in love with football all over again. This man makes me love Liverpool Football Club more than myself. We will win the league. Make us dream. You will never walk alone. JFT96.