Adios!!

I do not feel like blogging anymore ...all my previous attempts have ended up as naught or half a pages of scribbled lines.Blame it on my existence...with time i get bored with everything..nomadism catches up.

Initially when i started this blog in my 8th sem of college, i was going through much turmoil.For it was the time for the much awaited end of college days, but still it was giving an ache somewhere....the reason was incomprehensible. So I wanted to shout...shout it loud and puke all the crap going inside my head at one place.

Thankfully I did it and am glad that people liked it and reacted to it too..:).thank you all...

I am not deleating this blog as it has been a witness of my transformation from a bohemian college kid to a strict professional..so when i am back being a frustoo sod, i 'll come back here to remember the good old time...THE WONDER YEARS:):).
A few good things have suddenly came up in my way these days..First and the formost...i still can apply for naval aviation..so got a new path to go..possibly it will be more fun to be one....am elated..Secondly, Pratham-An east Delhi based NGO have granted me volunteering opportunity during weekend..and yeah am writing an article on "Quater Life Crisis"for The Viewspaper. I found the topic really interesting and identifying too,so.Do take a look.

So,Adios and all that crap..

regards,
Monk.
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"When i had nothing more to lose i was given everything, when i ceased to be who i am i found myself, when i experienced humiliation and yet kept on walking, i understood that i was free to choose my destiny"
Paulo Coelho
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Yes SIR!!

INDOMITABLE!!!

in⋅dom⋅i⋅ta⋅ble

   /ɪnˈdɒmɪtəbəl/ Show Spelled Pronunciation [in-dom-i-tuh-buhl] Show IPA Pronunciation

–adjective

that cannot be subdued or overcome, as persons, will, or courage; unconquerable: an indomitable warrior.

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Origin:
1625–35; < class="ital-inline">indomitābilis < class="ital-inline">indomit(us) untamed (in- in- ³ + domitus, ptp. of domāre to subdue, tame, bring under control) + -ābilis -able; cf. L indomābilis

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Hats off to you Salil da!! You rock man...
Wish I was also there..

Highway to Danger Zone's Indian Version...

Must Watch for every maniac, below 22 yrs of age... :(




Behold on my silver steed,
Breathing fire, on wings of steel
I’ve raced the wind
I’ve ridden the storm
I’ve painted the azure sky
I’ve mocked the snowy peaks so high.
I’ve shattered the morning’s calm
And roared at the break of the dawn.
I’ve played hide n seek with the stars,
I’ve strolled in the playground of the Gods.
I’ve seen the angels in all their glory,
This is my life, it aint no story.

Everyday I walk the tightrope of life
I’m treading a thin sheet of ice
Death don’t frighten me any more
I’ve seen him near, I’ve felt him close.
I’m not afraid to die
I’ve lived my life to the fullest.
I envy no man
Cos I’ve sipped the nectar of the Gods.
The Gods they say,envy me
Cos I see what they get to see.
But yes I’m afraid, after I die
Will I ever get to fly.
Do not take away these wings from me
This is all I ask of thee.
And when I die do not cry for me
No dainty daisies, no wreath of flowers.
Few words on my grave which sum up my life,
A touch of glory and a mouthful of sky.

-Flg Officer Roomil Bhattacharya
(1985-2007)

The Show Must go ON!!!!

The Show Must Go ON-Pink Floyd.

Oooh Ma Oooh Pa !!
Must the show go on..
Oooh Pa take me home,
Oooh Ma let me go !!

There must be some mistake
I didn't mean to let them
Take away my soul
Am I too old is it too late
Oooh Ma Oooh Pa
Where has the feeling gone?
Oooh Ma Oooh Pa
Will I remember the songs?
Oooooh aah the show must go on.

-Roger Waters(Pink Floyed,The Wall ,1979)

Play-Rewind-Play...

Subah se, I am doing this only..
I don't know what I am going through..but its something different..its not fear..not disappointment either...rather a cocktail of both. The reason is still incomprehensible to me..May be its because Bro left today...will get to see him in july again...or maybe my IAF dream ended officially today..with last absentee batch getting called...digesting the fact is still tough for me...seeing you childhood dream vanish,when u grow up... has always been!!

I don't know how am i going to make my way through these thing..but i know one thing I am sure about ..I am going to make my way..
Sooner or later.. i'll catch up..

Aamen!!

FUCK YOU!!

It pisses me off every time someone makes fun of the music I listen to. They say, ”ooohh!!….kya bakwaas is this yaar!! This is not music!! Its just some asshole screaming at the top of his voice like a madman!!…its all bullshit!!”

Bullshit!!.. I wish these people knew what they were talking about.
Rock !!Heavy metal, is no just a kind of music! It’s a way of life.. and common thread that connects the FEW who identify with that line of thought!

My first tryst with rock came ages ago, when I was in my 6th standard! ( a seeda saada bhola bhala baccha!!) MTV was once classy, and cable was still good and on the screen came a band named.."pearl jam"..and the song …"JEREMY"!!!
The kind of effect that song, the intensity, the video had on a 10 year old kid was amazing..I was HOOKED!!

Listening to pop, ballads and love songs,disco techno is all fine. But somehow I was never able to connect to their kind!
But the frustration, the anger, the urge to just break free!! Lose all control of myself and to scream out loud!!….it was ..( IS)…enchanting!!!!

He’s lost!!…lost in the world he lives in!!..lost in the world he WANTS to live in!! He tries to find meaning of his existence, to find a purpose! He knows not what to do or where to look, whom to ask! All alone!
And slowly , fear sets in,eating him away! Dragging his mind deeper into what new terrible darkness that he cannot fathom!!

He looks around to find some ray of hope. Anything to save him from his ever nearing doom! ..but nothing comes..He wants to cry out loud, run like hell!! But the chains are already tightening around him, tying him to the ground!
His life till date has been worthless, he tries to look ahead ..hoping for a bright side.. and still there’s naught to see!!
And unending desert of nothingness that is HIS life!!

As he sits cramped in his 4x4 cubicle, his hands on the keyboard, eyes aimlessly moving about the wooden walls that surround him! Suffocating him! His mind lost somewhere in his subconscious dream! The music comes to him.It takes him away to world where for once he’s no longer alone, and troubled.
Free for once, happy for a while.
And as he head bang’s his misery away! He feels ALIVE!!..Yeah!YeaH!YEAH!!

but only for a while….

His Project Lead comes storming through from the back and begins his usual nagging about responsibilities,deadlines and brings along a shitload of codes that he has to write, link and debug !!Reality hits back with a vengeance.. and there he comes back again every time.. in his 4x4 cubicle.

He looks at the monitor ,it has a picture of his wonderful innocent childhood as background... And laughs! A sad, desperate insane laugh!!…..

the child on the screen laughs back at him!!

Déjà vu...

This is how it goes for us,
We get stuck invariably...
I cannot take my words back
And you just won't answer me..

kya yaar!!

FREEWAY!!

HEY!! HEY!! HEY!!

So, we meet again!!
All the silent vows of never looking back,
left far behind,
to make room for a long forgotten hope..
that will destroy, both YOU and ME.

It was eventually written on the stars,
that all the freeways we walked upon,
will lead us back, to where it all begin..

And the mutual need for each others ill desired company,
will bind us together,
and do us in.....

AAMEN!!