Sunday, October 16, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Wherever u go..Whatever u do....I'll b ryt here waitin 4 u...
Oceans apart day after day
And I slowly go insane
I hear your voice on the line
But it doesn't stop the pain
If I see you next to never
How can we say forever
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you
I took for granted, all the times
That I though would last somehow
I hear the laughter, I taste the tears
But I can't get near you now
Oh, can't you see it baby
You've got me goin' CrAzY
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you
I wonder how we can survive
This romance
But in the end if I'm with you
I'll take the chance
Oh, can't you see it baby
You've got me goin' cRaZy
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you
Monday, March 7, 2011
WAKE ME UP WHEN SEPTEMBER ENDS
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Like my fathers come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began
Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Like my fathers come to pass
Twenty years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Like my fathers come to pass
Seven years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Ring out the bells again
Like we did when spring began
Wake me up when September ends
Here comes the rain again
Falling from the stars
Drenched in my pain again
Becoming who we are
As my memory rests
But never forgets what I lost
Wake me up when September ends
Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
Wake me up when September ends
Like my fathers come to pass
Twenty years has gone so fast
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
Wake me up when September ends
Friday, March 4, 2011
DIS IS NT DA END.....ITZ JST DA BEGINNING (Dedicated to Mr. Tanmay Sarkar)
In accordance wth da limited amount of knowledge I possess I hv tried 2 define lyf in my own way.Nd itz my request 2 all my friends 2 do da same.Define lyf in ur own way.Define it in such a way dat u don regret watever u don hv or watever u don get.Define it by da people u meet,da people u talk 2 n da people whom u draw close 2 u.Without a proper definition lyf seems 2 me lyk a radar less ship in da ocean of uncertainty.Try it !!!! It may wrk 4 u as well.....
Tanmay Sarkar.A simple boy.No one 2 look up 2 whn he passes u.No one 2 remembr whn u don kno hm 2 da core.Dis is nt ur fault.Aha !! don blame urself.Its his self made "i m no one" nature whch makes u do so.
Althrough da 23 yrs of mah lyf I hv cm across many frnds n foes.Many who love me lyk anythng!!!! At da same time many who love 2 hate me lyk nythng....Bt I gv a damn...I least cared...Den oneday I gt dis boy as my team member in IIPM...didnt kno hm much b4 dat...Only hd a notion dat he iz a "paraku" type attendin each n every lecture.Den v formed "da 7 wonders"(though sounds funny...bt cant help....no othr name ws comin at dat momnt..)Da rest iz nt jst a memory 4 me bt also a learnin process....Dis boy's definition of lyf ws altogethr diffrnt frm mine....Huh !!! hw cn i wrk wth such a boy!!! Moreover whn m resistance 2 chnge whn it cms 2 changin my own damn self....So I decided 2 do wat I hv usually done in da past....Show hm da middle fingr.....Fuck off man !!!!
Dayz passed....Da 7 wonders blended much faster dan I hd xpected....Most surprisingly I ws observin a chnge in myself...Dis is no longer da same Nabarun...He is changing!!! He is actually workin wth othrs....2 b specific he hs increased hs collaboratv skills lyk nythng....Being da team leader I hd 2 tk all vital decisions n silently I always wanted smone 2 b by my side....I really felt dat !!!!
Dis is da tym whn Tanmay cm lyk a messiah.He nt only stood by my side bt also silently(as he usually is) cruised me thru all da challenges dat I faced.May sound funny bt sometyms I felt lyk MS DHONI leading da MasterBlaster Sachin Tendulkar !!!!
Tanmay....is still a mystry 2 me....n it will remain 4ever....n frankly speakin I don hv da ordasity 2 judge hm or draw a conclusion abt hm....Smtyms mystries hv their own magic whch draws one 2wrds dem...
To Tanmay,
It hd bn grt 2 hv u as a frnd in my journey thru lyf...I nt only look up 2 u as a frnd bt also as an xample whom I cn follow....People who don kno u may tk dis as a piece of shit bt people who kno u vl undoubtedly agree wth me.....It ws a grt tym leading u along wth all othr members of "THE PHOENIX".....Learnt a lot..Hope it helps dis jackass someday in da future......
Regards
Knoty Navron
Friday, February 25, 2011
MESMERIZING MEMORIES........
It is a cold winter night. Whole Kolkata is under the warm blankets…..deep in their sleep. All the hustles of the busy city has crept in somewhere in the silence of this cold night. Only a group of rickshaw pullers could be seen curdling round a bonfire. The stray dogs also found out some place for them near the fire. Sounds of fire crackers could be heard from a distance. Huh !! may be some rich-e-rich is tying the knot tonight.
Tollygunge Christens Cemetery. It is as silent as a painted ship. The graves stand mysteriously speechless. Richard was sitting on one such grave. Anyone will be surprised to see a boy (in his late twenties) sitting in the grave yard so late at night. It is hours before the sky would clear up to welcome a new day.
Richard is sitting with his hands resting on his feet. His clothes are all dusty and his hair is long enough to cover his eyes. From the evening onwards Richard has been ruminating the days that he has left behind. The ruminance seldom brought a smile in his pale face but still he loves to walk down his memory lane passing each and every memory.\
He still remembers the day when he was in the 3rd standard when his father bought him a 2nd hand bicycle. He would spent hours trying to ride the cycle after returning from school. He still remembers how he used to flaunt his cycle in front of his friends who didn’t have one. His father was a small business man who owned a grocery shop in their locality. His mother was a maid and used to work in the complexes opposite to their small basti in Tollygunge. Both his parents really had to work hard to bring up Richard and his small brother Andy. He was in his 9th standard when his mother passed away in an unknown disease. The local doctor could not figure out the disease. His father had to work really hard to bring up both the brothers. Richard had to give up his studies. His father could not afford his education and found out a job for him in the Khiddirpore Dock. Richard had to reach there by 6 in the evening and had to work the whole night. He returned at around 7 in the morning.
Richards’ flow of thoughts suddenly broke due to a roll of laughter coming from somewhere nearby. He looked up to see two men in their mid 60s laughing their lungs out. Richard ignored them. He went back strolling in his memory lane.
Her name was Riya. She studied in the 11th standard in a school near Richards’ work place. Richard was 25 and Riya 18. After a long thought too Richard can’t recall how they fell in love. Richard no longer worked in the dock. He now worked under Mr. Tyrewala who was a distributor of cement to construction sites in and around Kolkata. He loved Richard as his own son and gave him the best truck of the lot to transport cement-bags to construction sites in Kolkata. Richard used to pick up Riya after her school and both used to spent some happy and fruitful hours in and around Maidan. Those were the best days of his life. Riya was a lady luck for Richard and he was climbing the ladder of success really fast. He was now the supervisor of Mr. Tyrewalas’ cement business!!!
Dong Dong Dong !!!! The church clock rang thrice. Its 3 in the morning. Richard again dived in his memories. The night played its own magic on Richard. He can’t come out of his memories tonight !!!!They are engulfing Richard like anything!!
The Durga Puja has just passed. But the puja fever was still on a high. Richard gifted Riya a saree of her choice from Bara Bazar and a set of glass bangles that puja. They spent the astami together. Love was in the air and like all other couples Richard and Riya had a great time. It was the 2nd day of October, Richard still remembers. It was Dashera. Riya had not shown up for a month or so. At first Richard did not worry but after a week he started having an awkward feeling. He couldn’t comprehend what ran through his mind. He had promised Riya never to visit her locality. But he couldn’t control himself. That day he set his foot in Riyas’ locality. After a quick search he found Riyas’ house and waited at the tea stall in the opposite footpath just to have a glimpse of her. Hours passed…it was almost evening.By now Richard had had 16 cups of tea and 8-9 biscuits. He can’t wait any more. He planned to go and pray Riyas’ father for her daughter’s hand. He asked the tea shop owner for the amount he had to pay. Don’t know how the “chaye wala” read his mind. He asked Richard, “Betaji….are you here for Riyadidi?”
Richard answered positively.
“But Riyadidi is no more with us beta……..she left us a month back…..burnt herself completely while trying to learn cooking from her mother…”
Richard fell on the bench. He was as still as a stone. No thought ran in his mind. He was numb. The whole colony was filled with lights and sound of the fire crackers. But darkness engulfed Richard. He felt like been thrown in the middle of rolling waves. He was completely broken. He had nothing left in his life. Riya was his everything. Every source of happiness in his painful life. Immediately he planned to end his life. He wanted to meet Riya madly. If not in this life…may be after his death. Richard didn’t wait a second. He took a cab to the Howrah Bridge. Got down….took a small walk to the side of the bridge and jumped off……..
Richard wakes up suddenly from his thoughts. He looks around. No one is there. The sound of silence loomed in the air. Richard rubbed his eyes. He smiles. There is not a single drop of water in his eyes. He looks up at the open sky and thanks God for the mesmerizing memories….Yes.. Mesmerizing Memories…….
Richard stands up….Looks back at the grave where he was sitting….it read……………….
RICHARD PESTRO
1982-2010
Dong Dong Dong Dong !!!! The church clock struck 4.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
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