Me: WoW!
What did u wish for?
Friend: Kuch samajh hi nahi aya ekdum se kya mangu
5-10 cheezein mang li
:P
Me: Ek akele star pe itna performance pressure! Recession yahaan bhi!
Friday, April 17, 2009
The consequences continue...
Ever since I cleared my CA Final, the one thing that everyone asks me is when am I getting married. Like that’s all that there is left in my life. Slog all your life, clear highly competitive professional exams nicely, then get married and have kids and then live off your husband. When the wannabe in-laws ask you, “beta, how far have you studied?” you’ll at least be able to list higher qualifications than their petite son. So here’s a boost to your inflated ego, you are way out of the league for most guys out there. Isn’t that something to be proud of now?
Marriage is an 8 letter word (and I don’t really mean it’s spelled as b-u-l-l-s-h-i-t, you jerk!) it actually is! Go back to the word and count the number of alphabets. Anyways, I’m not here to take English lessons but hoping that there would be someone who identifies with me on the following…
The whole procedure is so overwhelming and treacherous. If it’s arranged like my cousin’s, you’ll drive the poor parents nuts while you simply enjoy the teas and lunches with your potential significant others.
…And if its love, right from the day one when you meet them and fall in love till the day you actually tie the knot, is a risky business. First you notice all the good stuff only, coz after all love is blind, partially, and doesn’t like to wear contacts or glasses. Then you love them so much that you’d do anything to make them happy. And then there are the unwanted characters in the story who try to bring a twist in the tale. This can be anybody from your next door uncle to your special someone’s next door aunty (including the aunties-and-uncles-in-law)… nosy people. They all deserve to be cursed like Pinocchio.
Then there is the state of commitment where the love has gained sight in one eye after a laser operation (ok, now don’t grab my neck for non fruitfulness of the treatments I’m suggesting here, in case you’re blind, I’m not an ophthalmologist.) So now you can see things a little clearer and things are still good till you are handed over a To-do list and each item on it is going to take you months of learning. Now you start questioning Bobby (apni innocent si Dimple, from the movie Bobby, yaar) who told you, “pyaar me sauda nahi…” if she was kidding you. The silly girl knows nothing about real love!
Now you feel like it’s a scheme followed by a tiny asterisk with a small note attached “terms and conditions apply.” You’re probably okay with this hidden clause because, admit it, you’re still a little sightless. But if you have an ego the size of a dinosaur egg, theses terms and conditions will be fulfilled as long as they are taken with a pinch of love. Trouble is not everyone is good at negotiations :(
But I guess in the end marriage is still an 8 letter word which is spelled as b-l-i-s-s-f-u-l :) Just keep the extras from playing the match if they have no team-spirit.
Marriage is an 8 letter word (and I don’t really mean it’s spelled as b-u-l-l-s-h-i-t, you jerk!) it actually is! Go back to the word and count the number of alphabets. Anyways, I’m not here to take English lessons but hoping that there would be someone who identifies with me on the following…
The whole procedure is so overwhelming and treacherous. If it’s arranged like my cousin’s, you’ll drive the poor parents nuts while you simply enjoy the teas and lunches with your potential significant others.
…And if its love, right from the day one when you meet them and fall in love till the day you actually tie the knot, is a risky business. First you notice all the good stuff only, coz after all love is blind, partially, and doesn’t like to wear contacts or glasses. Then you love them so much that you’d do anything to make them happy. And then there are the unwanted characters in the story who try to bring a twist in the tale. This can be anybody from your next door uncle to your special someone’s next door aunty (including the aunties-and-uncles-in-law)… nosy people. They all deserve to be cursed like Pinocchio.
Then there is the state of commitment where the love has gained sight in one eye after a laser operation (ok, now don’t grab my neck for non fruitfulness of the treatments I’m suggesting here, in case you’re blind, I’m not an ophthalmologist.) So now you can see things a little clearer and things are still good till you are handed over a To-do list and each item on it is going to take you months of learning. Now you start questioning Bobby (apni innocent si Dimple, from the movie Bobby, yaar) who told you, “pyaar me sauda nahi…” if she was kidding you. The silly girl knows nothing about real love!
Now you feel like it’s a scheme followed by a tiny asterisk with a small note attached “terms and conditions apply.” You’re probably okay with this hidden clause because, admit it, you’re still a little sightless. But if you have an ego the size of a dinosaur egg, theses terms and conditions will be fulfilled as long as they are taken with a pinch of love. Trouble is not everyone is good at negotiations :(
But I guess in the end marriage is still an 8 letter word which is spelled as b-l-i-s-s-f-u-l :) Just keep the extras from playing the match if they have no team-spirit.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Life at the TOP! sigh!
People have been asking me to update my blog… believe me I wanted to do the same but was too afraid I‘d end up boring you with my boring life. So I had decided to keep mum till I had something interesting to share with you all. But then again its too hard to deny my fans of what they want :P
My days have been so damn busy after passing CA. Once u pass everyone’s perception towards you changes instantly. Till you don’t pass and someone asks you a question, it’s acceptable if you say I’m just a CA Final student, I don’t know the solution. But the day you become CA they all expect you to know everything. Like passing gives you super human brain cells that can store 1000TB of data and the entire 1000TB must always be at the tip of your tongue. Unfair, isn’t it?
And then if you’re still an article like me with more than 6 months of articleship pending, boy, are you going to be in a sorry state! Ever since January I haven’t had a single holiday except for a couple of Sundays in a month and no bank holidays or anything. And I’m expected to deliver quality working 6 days a week for 12 hours each day! Do I look like I have a metallic body and a face as glowing as an LCD monitor? Even if you say yes, I’m still not a computer.
I think I’m grumbling a little too much so let me show you the bright side of being on the greener side… I have a qualification that makes people who are even older than me look at me with respect and I actually get to bully them around (Sshhhh! Don’t mention to my boss though that I do this to our clients ;) ) and I also get my own laptop (the wreck of a personal computer at my place is worth tossing in to the garbage bin) and I get to write blog posts when my clients forget to print up the documents I’m there to pick up (Don’t mention this to my boss either :P ) and the best of all my cousins look up to me and my parents are proud of me forever and so are my grandparents, uncles aunts, grand uncles, grandaunts, pets, neighbours, neighbour’s pets, the local stray dogs and cats, the cockroaches in the kitchen… you get the picture right? I had to save myself before the wedding proposals started flooding in and so, I did. I now get to be with the guy picked by me and not by my parents without anybody questioning the choice. Life’s all set, even though it feels like a little too soon. But then isn’t it an achievement to get everything you want at an early age?
My days have been so damn busy after passing CA. Once u pass everyone’s perception towards you changes instantly. Till you don’t pass and someone asks you a question, it’s acceptable if you say I’m just a CA Final student, I don’t know the solution. But the day you become CA they all expect you to know everything. Like passing gives you super human brain cells that can store 1000TB of data and the entire 1000TB must always be at the tip of your tongue. Unfair, isn’t it?
And then if you’re still an article like me with more than 6 months of articleship pending, boy, are you going to be in a sorry state! Ever since January I haven’t had a single holiday except for a couple of Sundays in a month and no bank holidays or anything. And I’m expected to deliver quality working 6 days a week for 12 hours each day! Do I look like I have a metallic body and a face as glowing as an LCD monitor? Even if you say yes, I’m still not a computer.
I think I’m grumbling a little too much so let me show you the bright side of being on the greener side… I have a qualification that makes people who are even older than me look at me with respect and I actually get to bully them around (Sshhhh! Don’t mention to my boss though that I do this to our clients ;) ) and I also get my own laptop (the wreck of a personal computer at my place is worth tossing in to the garbage bin) and I get to write blog posts when my clients forget to print up the documents I’m there to pick up (Don’t mention this to my boss either :P ) and the best of all my cousins look up to me and my parents are proud of me forever and so are my grandparents, uncles aunts, grand uncles, grandaunts, pets, neighbours, neighbour’s pets, the local stray dogs and cats, the cockroaches in the kitchen… you get the picture right? I had to save myself before the wedding proposals started flooding in and so, I did. I now get to be with the guy picked by me and not by my parents without anybody questioning the choice. Life’s all set, even though it feels like a little too soon. But then isn’t it an achievement to get everything you want at an early age?
Monday, March 30, 2009
Journey to the TOP of the Earth – Part 2
Day before the result. Too nervous to speak or do anything else. Running out of ways to stop thinking about the possible doom awaiting me and hoping against hope it will turn out to be Dhoom and not Doom. Spent the whole afternoon watching the movie Lakshya. It’s a good movie as far as the growing up of Hrithik’s character is concerned, all the while bargaining with God to make me a CA so even I can feel like a mature kid. If He thinks I don’t deserve it, then at least grant me one group, any one, just one. I just didn’t have the courage to do it all over again. I’d never have the same tempo again. One movie wasn’t enough. Went down to the neighborhood DVD parlour, got a 6 in 1 DVD, watching as many movies as I can, doing everything I won’t be able to from the very next day… if God didn’t grant me this wish…
I had to keep myself occupied so that I don’t go nuts thinking about what’s gonna be my fate the next day so I saw all the 6 movies back to back. Of course, feeding myself felt exactly like the opposite of a basic necessity for survival. The nervousness made food seem nauseating. Sleep was a privilege I couldn’t quite enjoy. Don’t know when and how I managed to fall asleep while waiting for the climax after a few hours. I mean mine, not the movies’
“God, please don’t make me cry, I’m such a sweet little creation of yours, I think giving the exam itself was a test in itself. Please give me positive results. I can’t handle a failure. You made me, you know that about me. Please, please, please….”
As usual did the 1st thing I do after I half-open my eyes in the morning, even before I put the toothbrush in my mouth, turn on the computer. I try chatting with a friend. Still can’t get the tension out of my mind. A few minutes were how far my fate was. And then the friend said the result’s out online. I still remember going numb at the drop of the “R” word as though it was the end of the world. Don’t think I’ve ever been this scared of anything. Took me a few seconds to get over the numbness and open the website.
Too afraid to look at the monitor as the marksheet downloaded. Opened my eyes. Group 1 – looked at the bottom of the screen, “PASS”. “Thank you so much God for granting me at least one group” :) Scrolled further down… Group 2 – looked at the bottom of the page “PASS” Suddenly something went wrong in my head like an unexpected output. I redo the same thing. Check again. Group 1- PASS, Group 2-PASS. I have passed both the groups. Scroll back to the top of the page and check the name on the marksheet. It certainly reads Chandra Sen. So m not looking at anybody else’s marsheet. I have passed CA Final. “OH MY GOD!” “I’m a CA!” Couldn’t believe I’d got everything I have ever wanted. THE feather in my cap. “THANK YOU so so so so so much GOD! Cant really thank you enough for answering my prayers, for giving me everything I could ever ask for”
5 seconds later I realize it’s time to come out of shock and celebrate. I screamed out in my squeaky voice, “MA!” Mom, who was cooking in the kitchen came in running after my scream, thought I suffered an electric shock from the computer. I barely got the words out “I’ve PASSED!” I jumped to the phone to call up every family I could reach, no matter how distant and which state or country. This was the best thing to ever happen to me. Spent an hour simply jumping all over the house, dancing and prancing like a monkey, with the phone stuck to my ears, talking to everyone I could think of. Didn’t know what to do, how to show how happy I was inside… too much to express and just a pair of eyes and a small mouth! This is what being on top of the world feels like :) Have you ever felt it? If yes, I’d like to know the reason behind it.
I had to keep myself occupied so that I don’t go nuts thinking about what’s gonna be my fate the next day so I saw all the 6 movies back to back. Of course, feeding myself felt exactly like the opposite of a basic necessity for survival. The nervousness made food seem nauseating. Sleep was a privilege I couldn’t quite enjoy. Don’t know when and how I managed to fall asleep while waiting for the climax after a few hours. I mean mine, not the movies’
“God, please don’t make me cry, I’m such a sweet little creation of yours, I think giving the exam itself was a test in itself. Please give me positive results. I can’t handle a failure. You made me, you know that about me. Please, please, please….”
As usual did the 1st thing I do after I half-open my eyes in the morning, even before I put the toothbrush in my mouth, turn on the computer. I try chatting with a friend. Still can’t get the tension out of my mind. A few minutes were how far my fate was. And then the friend said the result’s out online. I still remember going numb at the drop of the “R” word as though it was the end of the world. Don’t think I’ve ever been this scared of anything. Took me a few seconds to get over the numbness and open the website.
Too afraid to look at the monitor as the marksheet downloaded. Opened my eyes. Group 1 – looked at the bottom of the screen, “PASS”. “Thank you so much God for granting me at least one group” :) Scrolled further down… Group 2 – looked at the bottom of the page “PASS” Suddenly something went wrong in my head like an unexpected output. I redo the same thing. Check again. Group 1- PASS, Group 2-PASS. I have passed both the groups. Scroll back to the top of the page and check the name on the marksheet. It certainly reads Chandra Sen. So m not looking at anybody else’s marsheet. I have passed CA Final. “OH MY GOD!” “I’m a CA!” Couldn’t believe I’d got everything I have ever wanted. THE feather in my cap. “THANK YOU so so so so so much GOD! Cant really thank you enough for answering my prayers, for giving me everything I could ever ask for”
5 seconds later I realize it’s time to come out of shock and celebrate. I screamed out in my squeaky voice, “MA!” Mom, who was cooking in the kitchen came in running after my scream, thought I suffered an electric shock from the computer. I barely got the words out “I’ve PASSED!” I jumped to the phone to call up every family I could reach, no matter how distant and which state or country. This was the best thing to ever happen to me. Spent an hour simply jumping all over the house, dancing and prancing like a monkey, with the phone stuck to my ears, talking to everyone I could think of. Didn’t know what to do, how to show how happy I was inside… too much to express and just a pair of eyes and a small mouth! This is what being on top of the world feels like :) Have you ever felt it? If yes, I’d like to know the reason behind it.
Thursday, February 5, 2009
The Vacation.
Once my exams are over you cant possible expect me to sit idle at home or get right back into the rat race, which in my case has to be something better than rats, so lets call it a cat race… And with my brand new Canon Powershot A590IS which by the way was a gift from the US of A by my dear old friend Kalpesh (yeah buddy, the mention would have been incomplete without thanking you… so thank u very much for keeping the amateur photographer in me alive, that’s the best thing I could ever ask for :D) I couldn’t wait to start exploring the world around me…
Starting off with Bangalore… The best part of the trip for me was the dinner at Ebony. U guys have to go to this place and in the evening. And make sure u get a seat out on the terrace. The view of the city from the 13th floor of the building is awesome (Thank you very much Deep)
Next stop Shrirangapatna and Mysore. I was thrilled to be at the battle field where Tipu Sultan fought his last. And of course the Lord Vishnu temple. All I could think of was, “Oh God, please please please please make me pass the exam and I’ll be grateful to you forever.” Next was the Mahinshasur temple. Once again, “God, please please let me pass the exam.” After that, the Saint Joseph’s Cathedral. The same ‘church’ that you saw once upon a time in the movie ‘Amar Akbar Anthony’ “God, please have mercy, All I want is to pass. Please.”
Next stop home sweet home-Kolkata. It’s always nice to be back with the family, the cousins, grandparents, uncles and aunts, grand uncles and grand aunts, the maids, the neighbours, the street dogs… did I miss anyone out? Talking of missing, of course I miss my cousins a lot. There’s never a dull moment with you cousins around… I miss you guys a lot :(
Up next was a little hill station Ghatsila, Jharkhand. It’s for those who are tired of the same old Digha and the likes of it. On the way back we stopped by an ancient temple, 300 years old. Once again, “God, please let me pass in the exam.”
Next stop Guwahati, another one of my cousin’s place. Had fun, out all day at a beautiful mountain-top resort, Bramhaputra Jungle Resort with family and friends. Don’t go by its name, it was the most beautiful resort I’ve ever been to. Spend the whole day fishing, boating, pony-back riding, ropeway, etc. One other day I went to the Kamakhya temple and of course asked Kamakhya Ma to get me through the exam in one attempt and make my family proud.
Next up was the capital of the state of Meghalaya, Shillong. At 0 degree my tiny little brain was too frozen to think of anything else and the hill diarrhea attack didn’t make things easier for me. Otherwise it’s a beautiful place, a hill station and the teens there seem to be fun.
Back in Kolkata I tried to make the best of every holiday my cousins had. Been to the Victoria Memorial Hall and the place looks beautiful when you’re out on the lawn, sadly, the locals converted it into a lovers point. I guess that’s inevitable for every historical monument in this country and the huge population *Sigh* Moving on with my life… spent my days watching movies at Forum Mall, shopping at City Centre, munching on crispy chicken at KFC, visiting the Netaji Bhavan-that’s Subhash Chandra Bose’s House. Spent a lot of time out with family and my German resident friend Chirag (in case you’re reading this… Hi Buddy!)
Next trip Krishnanagar, my uncle’s place, about 200 or so km away from Kolkata (I maybe understating the figures here) I had fun playing with the pet dogs in the lawn. We also had a big puja in the in-house Tara Ma’s temple. I prayed really hard this time so that I clear the exam in one go and make everyone I know happy.
The date of the result was catching up with me as evident from the gradually vanishing joy on my face. Wanna know what happened next? Wait for my next post.
Starting off with Bangalore… The best part of the trip for me was the dinner at Ebony. U guys have to go to this place and in the evening. And make sure u get a seat out on the terrace. The view of the city from the 13th floor of the building is awesome (Thank you very much Deep)
Next stop Shrirangapatna and Mysore. I was thrilled to be at the battle field where Tipu Sultan fought his last. And of course the Lord Vishnu temple. All I could think of was, “Oh God, please please please please make me pass the exam and I’ll be grateful to you forever.” Next was the Mahinshasur temple. Once again, “God, please please let me pass the exam.” After that, the Saint Joseph’s Cathedral. The same ‘church’ that you saw once upon a time in the movie ‘Amar Akbar Anthony’ “God, please have mercy, All I want is to pass. Please.”
Next stop home sweet home-Kolkata. It’s always nice to be back with the family, the cousins, grandparents, uncles and aunts, grand uncles and grand aunts, the maids, the neighbours, the street dogs… did I miss anyone out? Talking of missing, of course I miss my cousins a lot. There’s never a dull moment with you cousins around… I miss you guys a lot :(
Up next was a little hill station Ghatsila, Jharkhand. It’s for those who are tired of the same old Digha and the likes of it. On the way back we stopped by an ancient temple, 300 years old. Once again, “God, please let me pass in the exam.”
Next stop Guwahati, another one of my cousin’s place. Had fun, out all day at a beautiful mountain-top resort, Bramhaputra Jungle Resort with family and friends. Don’t go by its name, it was the most beautiful resort I’ve ever been to. Spend the whole day fishing, boating, pony-back riding, ropeway, etc. One other day I went to the Kamakhya temple and of course asked Kamakhya Ma to get me through the exam in one attempt and make my family proud.
Next up was the capital of the state of Meghalaya, Shillong. At 0 degree my tiny little brain was too frozen to think of anything else and the hill diarrhea attack didn’t make things easier for me. Otherwise it’s a beautiful place, a hill station and the teens there seem to be fun.
Back in Kolkata I tried to make the best of every holiday my cousins had. Been to the Victoria Memorial Hall and the place looks beautiful when you’re out on the lawn, sadly, the locals converted it into a lovers point. I guess that’s inevitable for every historical monument in this country and the huge population *Sigh* Moving on with my life… spent my days watching movies at Forum Mall, shopping at City Centre, munching on crispy chicken at KFC, visiting the Netaji Bhavan-that’s Subhash Chandra Bose’s House. Spent a lot of time out with family and my German resident friend Chirag (in case you’re reading this… Hi Buddy!)
Next trip Krishnanagar, my uncle’s place, about 200 or so km away from Kolkata (I maybe understating the figures here) I had fun playing with the pet dogs in the lawn. We also had a big puja in the in-house Tara Ma’s temple. I prayed really hard this time so that I clear the exam in one go and make everyone I know happy.
The date of the result was catching up with me as evident from the gradually vanishing joy on my face. Wanna know what happened next? Wait for my next post.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Journey to the TOP of the Earth - Part 1
It’s been a really long time since my last post. 8 months to be precise. And unless you are an ardent follower of my blog you wouldn’t have been wondering if I were accidentally eaten by a bear at the zoo or drowned during a white-water rafting mishap or the more likely- preparing for my exam of CA Final-Attempt no.1. I’ll continue to update you of my whereabouts any which ways.
To be honest, after the previous post I did come up with a couple or so more poems but they were a little too personal to be made public on a blog. Sorry my dear fans! :P And apart from that I haven’t really been upto much else except studies which was kind of the last thing on my mind as I mistook my study leave for a long term vacation ( Please excuse me here God.)
So 3 months into the “vacation” the seriousness of the mighty exam dawned upon me. But then I was ALMOST late. July went by with a bit of sincere studies. August brought my badi mausi home. September brought along Durga Puja, the most important festival in the otherwise vain year of any Bengali, the one time when all you wanna do is go shopping with all the money you have been saving for the rest of the year, get new clothes, accessories, shoes and of course jewellery and then show it off to the envious aunties and their daughters from your neighbourhood or compare, conspire and compete with your family and friends to earn the title of the Best Dressed One on the evening of Navami... all in the name of celebrations. So you see, there is no time to study.
October saw a host of guests at my place almost forcing me to pack my bags and run away from home. After all it’s October and I still haven’t completed costing, financial management and haven’t even touched income tax. Only a miracle can save me next month in the exam, the likelihood of which seems remote. I decided to follow what Lord Krishna said to Arjun before he went on to the battle i.e. the Bhagvad Geeta, “Karm kiye ja, fal ki chinta mat kar” and so I did.
Oh did I forget to mention the Diwali celebrations? Firecrackers et al even at
Finally the D-day was there, the day of the 1st paper. I was all set with my writing pad, pens, well cleaned spectacles to cover up my sunken eyes surrounded by pretty dark circles, shivering hands, a dizzy head and wobbly knees. And it’s not just us, even the mothers suffer from serious hypertension. After the 1st paper I was almost shattered. That should give you an idea of how good the paper was. The 2nd one wasn’t much different. The only bright side (if at all there can be one) was that after 2 papers I had managed to get the nervousness out of my system but only till the income tax paper. Once that was done I couldn’t wait for the last paper to finish and the 1st thing I do is hit the closest movie hall to celebrate THE END OF TERROR and the beginning of my super-wonderful-travel-trip-filled vacation. Wanna know more about it then check out my Photo Albums on Orkut.com and make sure you’re on my friends list to get access to all 17 of my albums or wait for my next post… See ya!
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Catching up!
Hiya people! :D Its so nice to see you after such a long break. Don’t worry, I’ve been doing pretty well during the absence and not suffering from any kind of liver infection or allergic infections or cough n cold… Although I have been suffering from a fluctuating body mass index, but don’t worry, the standard deviation is pretty low.
Anyways, you see we have a lot of catching up to do. I need to update you with all the happenings in my non-happening life since my crappy exams got over 5 weeks back which now seems like long ago.
To begin with exactly 20 days back was my birthday, which by the way, I never got to celebrate on THE DAY. So instead I celebrate a Happy BirthWEEK!! :D :P That went something like this…
9th I get a cute big pink cuddly teddy >>>>:D<<<<
10th I get a lip smacking chocolate cake and a beautiful bouquet of pink carnations which I still have saved by the way.
11th Oh The BirthDay! Wake up at5.30am, 7am I get a card and a couple of highly tempting chocolate pastries from Birdy’s, attend 4 hrs of Income Tax lecture, rush to my best friend’s engagement, eat my pastries, watch some panchvi pass se tez n cricketing rubbish, go to classes again n try to learn Simplex for the next 5 hrs then back home, tired and sleepy n its almost time for bed when an awesome big blackforrest cake arrives.
12th A movie n dinner.
13th Once again dinner outside.
14th I was still under the birthday hangover… Can’t believe my Birthday’s gone!
15th Okay my memory is failing me, so I'll stop here.
Anyways, after the Birthday hangover subsided, realization dawned upon me that I have to study for the next exam n I need to stop whiling away my precious time. No matter what those nincompoops say, time won’t stop if you remove the battery from your clock. You need to stop the earth from rotating. So who’s with me on this mission???
Well apart from the above I haven’t been upto much good except for making resolutions to study hard everyday and find them broken by the end of the day…
Enough about me… so how have you been?
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