Ok. I am in a big mood of taking a big break from blogging. Now, its 3 am. No need say again that ghosts mostly haunt at 3 am. Reason. Jesus died at 3 pm, so the fucking satan dudes think that they can make a big prank of 3 pm by creating nuisance at 3 am. The logic seems quite helpless. Helpless like Kristen Stewart's acting skills. Watched Snow White, I think Kristen can't get out of her Twilight expressions. Today if I look back at the Twilight cast, sit down speculating "why such a weird cast". Come on. Robert Pattinson. Only thing I guess left was to put up some more talcum powder on his face, then he would make the perfect Snow White. & look at the nose of Taylor Lautner. Muscles ain't a big matter to find in the locality.
Stewart, when I first watched her in the 1st part, back at home in summer holidays on a cable channel on tv, loved her. She looked totally puzzled. But that was ok. Trying to figure out the vampires wolves tales. But she still appears the very same puzzled even after getting wed, even after giving birth to a baby. & the baby is also supposed to mate with the wolf guy who once was after her mother. Sick. Fuck You. Who in this fucking world would do that! & the story carries die hard fans all over the world. So much that if you speak a single word against them, there will be a third world war raged against you & you will be the alone Hitler. Stewart looked more confident while trying to seduce Emile Hirsch in Into The Wild.
Well, that 3 am ghost story is referred from The Exorcism of Emily Rose. That too they say was a true story. My ass.
Hmmm. Was searching some haunting sites in India & found Bhangarh as topping the list. Wanna know more, go search it on google. Its somewhere near Dausa. Our Jitendar Verma was from Dausa. They say that the site is so much haunted that even the archaeological site office is also built some 1 km distance away from its gates, where as per the rules & regulations, it was supposed to be built on the spot. No one is permitted after sunset till sunrise. Even the guards are afraid to go nearby in dark. Taak said its all shitty. "My friends went & said there are no ghosts in there." As if its some National Sanctuary of India from where you come back depressed, saying there no more tigers left only. Its a period when Dark Knight Rises poses a world record of maximum advanced bookings. English shows all over India got booked 1-2 weeks before the release date. & in such times they tell stories that not even the cats & dogs dare to look at Bhangarh forts. Mmmmmm....... Yeaaaaaaah there is no relation between Batman show tickets & the ghosts of Bhangarh. Yet. Just saying. Give an expression like Brad Pitt gives to George Clooney in Oceans...
Whatever. The soul of Batman should be indebted to Christopher Nolan, the way he has simply, magically, made the comic superhero something more than just a movie. What else would you expect from a guy who makes movies like The Prestige, Inception.
Some guy just put up a status on fb saying - Batman cannot survive in India cause his bike would trip off in open manholes of Indian city streets, & then Batman cowl would get dirty. & that the villains would... all.... blah.. blah... blah blah blah blah blah...............
The thing, is not about how much bullshit this status is. The thing is, tomorrow morning, am gonna find this very status receiving 7-8 likes, or even more. Am flabbergasted with these kind of fb responses. Here, if a girl puts up the pics of a puppy, a black one, that very pic receives 150 likes. & people like us, going to the gym, hard working, doing those body shows still after being in a medical college, putting up the best pic on fb, it doesn't even get 30 likes. Leave the girls, the girl's dog has more popularity than the guys. Someone just put up the pic of her parrot, on fb, & the first comment that came was - "hey, even my parrot looks the same." Then a debate got kicked off on parrot looks. That pic had 8 likes in 10 mints of its uploading. & a pic of mine, going into the middle of the Bordharan dam waters, with beautiful green hills around, received 7 likes in 3 days. Great. Bordharan. Shouldn't speak of it, Jayant sir passed away last month, getting drowned in there. Who told you to go in that deep, when you don't know swimming. Things just happen. I couldn't believe my eyes, when I reached the site & saw his oedematous body just being taken out of water.
Thats why you should know swimming. Who knows when 2012 happens. Just kidding. Part of a mindless joke. Mom tells aunty about me - "he is doing everything in college, secretly, without telling any of us." Yeah Mom, I tell you everything, except that I drink, smoke, Oh I just love to smoke hukkas, not cigarettes you know, sometimes I do that too, that I fell down, fall quite often from bike, Mom knows I can't ride anything at slow speeds. She is very much aware of my cycle stunts.
Oh! I still have the stamina of cycling long distances. I thought earlier that I had lost it. But cycling through the hell busy streets of Kolkata on a rainy evening, breaking all the traffic signals, I never thought cycling on a metro street can be that much fun.
Its 4 am now. Soon those motherfucker birds will start screaming, as if its a party time for those idiots. Don't know whether its the cockatiels or the wood pigeons.
Mornings are early in Kolkata. Yup. Finally. I went to Kolkata. After 4 years. Fucked the Paeds posting. & I went to, I went to meet my Grandfather surely. He is gonna touch the 90s. Hope he does. I hoped to sit by his side & talk to him. Now, I will say, one better should avoid talking to him. You have to repeat everything 5 times atleast to make him understand what you said. Grandpa is doing great, sitting on the 16th floor apartment of my dear Uncle. My Uncle is the best in the world. Aunty isn't that nice. My Grandpa made all weirdo pairings of his sons & daughters. My Dad never wanted to marry only. & my Grandpa brought for him my Mom, straight from Bangladesh, a lady who never had imagined that there would be a world outside the green paddy fields & coconut trees & date palms byside of the big Ganges river of Bangladesh.
Some people die to get married. Girls. No comments on that.
Went to Dakhineshwar. Always visited that place as a child with my Dad. This was the first time I went there alone. Just wanted to see how God looks like, after these oddball years. Sorry. The Goddess sits there. The great Lord was at Pachmarhi. I just couldn't climb to the Chauragarh temple. Otherwise I might have ended up shouting curses at the folk tales. People also do anything in the name of faith. Shitty.
Stopped the song. Pumped up Kicks is a lovely song to go on with. Same was the If There Is Something. Flashbacks Of A Fool was a lovely piece of a movie. Nayan sir told me watch it so long back & I watched it just the last month.
What else. Germany did loose the night I wrote the last article. Since no laptop, bought a new mobile to keep up with the net. Though it doesn't let me go online on fb. Akash's laptop till then. Akash, enjoying the fruits of his hard works for medicon, the guy now chats with 7-8 girls at one time. & the girls are from the metros, not from some another fucking village like sevagram. Dude just hatched his wings. He he he.
Studies goin ok now. Expecting to see some of my guys' names in the coming pg entrance lists.
Just gyming without anything much to eat. Not kidding but I don't even have the money to buy chicken. Again out of money. Not a new thing to know for the people who know me. Always bankrupted. So, they say that my muscle cuts are coming out. I want bulk.
In love with the Wordsworth poetries. Had to buy something on my way back in train from Kolkata, so bought Rafa. Bastard. Nadal thinks that he is some kind of spartan. Come on Rafael, spartans never play in tennis courts. Thats why they have Federer & Sampras. Rest, if you put up too much adrenaline into brain, you get people like Lleyton Hewitt & Rafael Nadal.
I will say they added more colour & enthusiasm to the game. You don't always keep looking at techniques of Sachin Kallis. You need some fireworks, be it Paul Valthaty maybe.
I really don't wanna put up much of the posts on my blog, as frequently as I do. There is really a lot to study. & I guess my new laptop will be coming when I get some pg. Apart, people happen to peep into my blogs any now & then. Can't even get a trace of the peepers. Unless they refute back with compassions like 'Never stop writing' or reprimanding on the words - scoffing scornful sneer. He he he. Some bonkers did happen last month after I dislodged her from the fb friend list, partly filling my bill projecting the butt end, stabbing hard myself to sweat it out at peace, unless one cannon ball from her spanked me uttering nothing is changed. Finally I had to wave the white flag saying 'Nope, I am just like that.' Just that the other girl got banished, she just kept yammering of the dislodgement. Can't help with my tantrums if you knock cold straight into my gut reactions. Even guys have emotions, they also feel hungry. ha ha ha. Just one straight citation, I still wanna know about you. Lord, hallow this, whatever you call it. Akash would hint at me - 'you are done.' Exactly. Sent back friend request & she accepted it. Just one song was wavering over my mind at that time, Welcome to the jungle, we have got fun & games, we got everything you want honey, we know the names...
Axl Rose could have wrote something better, but just love the way the lead guitars of Slash pick up, followed by the rhythms of Izzy Stradlin. Fuck the Emptiness song or Hey There Delilah, or any other sad song. Just lay one piece of thread, laying connected through the thick & the thin, & I am contended. Straight from the heart.
Ok. So thats it for now. Just don't take any of these in otherwise manners, you sneaker peepers.
I want to become Wordsworth for sometime. Just that Wordsworth never went to medical school or I never really read History of Literature.
How many times did I use the word 'just' recently?
Stewart, when I first watched her in the 1st part, back at home in summer holidays on a cable channel on tv, loved her. She looked totally puzzled. But that was ok. Trying to figure out the vampires wolves tales. But she still appears the very same puzzled even after getting wed, even after giving birth to a baby. & the baby is also supposed to mate with the wolf guy who once was after her mother. Sick. Fuck You. Who in this fucking world would do that! & the story carries die hard fans all over the world. So much that if you speak a single word against them, there will be a third world war raged against you & you will be the alone Hitler. Stewart looked more confident while trying to seduce Emile Hirsch in Into The Wild.
Well, that 3 am ghost story is referred from The Exorcism of Emily Rose. That too they say was a true story. My ass.
Hmmm. Was searching some haunting sites in India & found Bhangarh as topping the list. Wanna know more, go search it on google. Its somewhere near Dausa. Our Jitendar Verma was from Dausa. They say that the site is so much haunted that even the archaeological site office is also built some 1 km distance away from its gates, where as per the rules & regulations, it was supposed to be built on the spot. No one is permitted after sunset till sunrise. Even the guards are afraid to go nearby in dark. Taak said its all shitty. "My friends went & said there are no ghosts in there." As if its some National Sanctuary of India from where you come back depressed, saying there no more tigers left only. Its a period when Dark Knight Rises poses a world record of maximum advanced bookings. English shows all over India got booked 1-2 weeks before the release date. & in such times they tell stories that not even the cats & dogs dare to look at Bhangarh forts. Mmmmmm....... Yeaaaaaaah there is no relation between Batman show tickets & the ghosts of Bhangarh. Yet. Just saying. Give an expression like Brad Pitt gives to George Clooney in Oceans...
Whatever. The soul of Batman should be indebted to Christopher Nolan, the way he has simply, magically, made the comic superhero something more than just a movie. What else would you expect from a guy who makes movies like The Prestige, Inception.
Some guy just put up a status on fb saying - Batman cannot survive in India cause his bike would trip off in open manholes of Indian city streets, & then Batman cowl would get dirty. & that the villains would... all.... blah.. blah... blah blah blah blah blah...............
The thing, is not about how much bullshit this status is. The thing is, tomorrow morning, am gonna find this very status receiving 7-8 likes, or even more. Am flabbergasted with these kind of fb responses. Here, if a girl puts up the pics of a puppy, a black one, that very pic receives 150 likes. & people like us, going to the gym, hard working, doing those body shows still after being in a medical college, putting up the best pic on fb, it doesn't even get 30 likes. Leave the girls, the girl's dog has more popularity than the guys. Someone just put up the pic of her parrot, on fb, & the first comment that came was - "hey, even my parrot looks the same." Then a debate got kicked off on parrot looks. That pic had 8 likes in 10 mints of its uploading. & a pic of mine, going into the middle of the Bordharan dam waters, with beautiful green hills around, received 7 likes in 3 days. Great. Bordharan. Shouldn't speak of it, Jayant sir passed away last month, getting drowned in there. Who told you to go in that deep, when you don't know swimming. Things just happen. I couldn't believe my eyes, when I reached the site & saw his oedematous body just being taken out of water.
Thats why you should know swimming. Who knows when 2012 happens. Just kidding. Part of a mindless joke. Mom tells aunty about me - "he is doing everything in college, secretly, without telling any of us." Yeah Mom, I tell you everything, except that I drink, smoke, Oh I just love to smoke hukkas, not cigarettes you know, sometimes I do that too, that I fell down, fall quite often from bike, Mom knows I can't ride anything at slow speeds. She is very much aware of my cycle stunts.
Oh! I still have the stamina of cycling long distances. I thought earlier that I had lost it. But cycling through the hell busy streets of Kolkata on a rainy evening, breaking all the traffic signals, I never thought cycling on a metro street can be that much fun.
Its 4 am now. Soon those motherfucker birds will start screaming, as if its a party time for those idiots. Don't know whether its the cockatiels or the wood pigeons.
Some people die to get married. Girls. No comments on that.
Stopped the song. Pumped up Kicks is a lovely song to go on with. Same was the If There Is Something. Flashbacks Of A Fool was a lovely piece of a movie. Nayan sir told me watch it so long back & I watched it just the last month.
What else. Germany did loose the night I wrote the last article. Since no laptop, bought a new mobile to keep up with the net. Though it doesn't let me go online on fb. Akash's laptop till then. Akash, enjoying the fruits of his hard works for medicon, the guy now chats with 7-8 girls at one time. & the girls are from the metros, not from some another fucking village like sevagram. Dude just hatched his wings. He he he.
Studies goin ok now. Expecting to see some of my guys' names in the coming pg entrance lists.
Just gyming without anything much to eat. Not kidding but I don't even have the money to buy chicken. Again out of money. Not a new thing to know for the people who know me. Always bankrupted. So, they say that my muscle cuts are coming out. I want bulk.
In love with the Wordsworth poetries. Had to buy something on my way back in train from Kolkata, so bought Rafa. Bastard. Nadal thinks that he is some kind of spartan. Come on Rafael, spartans never play in tennis courts. Thats why they have Federer & Sampras. Rest, if you put up too much adrenaline into brain, you get people like Lleyton Hewitt & Rafael Nadal.
I really don't wanna put up much of the posts on my blog, as frequently as I do. There is really a lot to study. & I guess my new laptop will be coming when I get some pg. Apart, people happen to peep into my blogs any now & then. Can't even get a trace of the peepers. Unless they refute back with compassions like 'Never stop writing' or reprimanding on the words - scoffing scornful sneer. He he he. Some bonkers did happen last month after I dislodged her from the fb friend list, partly filling my bill projecting the butt end, stabbing hard myself to sweat it out at peace, unless one cannon ball from her spanked me uttering nothing is changed. Finally I had to wave the white flag saying 'Nope, I am just like that.' Just that the other girl got banished, she just kept yammering of the dislodgement. Can't help with my tantrums if you knock cold straight into my gut reactions. Even guys have emotions, they also feel hungry. ha ha ha. Just one straight citation, I still wanna know about you. Lord, hallow this, whatever you call it. Akash would hint at me - 'you are done.' Exactly. Sent back friend request & she accepted it. Just one song was wavering over my mind at that time, Welcome to the jungle, we have got fun & games, we got everything you want honey, we know the names...
Axl Rose could have wrote something better, but just love the way the lead guitars of Slash pick up, followed by the rhythms of Izzy Stradlin. Fuck the Emptiness song or Hey There Delilah, or any other sad song. Just lay one piece of thread, laying connected through the thick & the thin, & I am contended. Straight from the heart.
Ok. So thats it for now. Just don't take any of these in otherwise manners, you sneaker peepers.
I want to become Wordsworth for sometime. Just that Wordsworth never went to medical school or I never really read History of Literature.
How many times did I use the word 'just' recently?
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