Happy Thursday!

Aaahh..!

Date: 14.02.2013
Venue: Room 512


Some Perspective: 

St. Valentine's Day began as a liturgical celebration of one or more early Christian saints named Valentinus. The most popular martyrology associated with Saint Valentine was that he was imprisoned for performing weddings for soldiers who were forbidden to marry and for ministering to Christians, who were persecuted under the Roman Empire; during his imprisonment, he is said to have healed the daughter of his jailer Asterius. Legend states that before his execution he wrote "from your Valentine" as a farewell to her. [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Valentine's_Day] 

Quoting sources is one of those good shit that happens to you during an MBA course. Btw, historical perspectives were never my thing, so 'fish' history.

Another one of those days, i'd rather spend time in my room. Couples hugging each other out there in the real world, letting everyone know of the 'lou' they have for each other. Long distance couples glued on to their phones, letting themselves know how much they miss each other. Singles spending even more time in the virtual world, letting others and themselves feel not so lonely(i mean you people should drop by the wiki link, you know to kill some time :P). And less 'saner' singles like me blogging on this beautiful day. Yeah, not so 'Valentine'!!

I mean the only thing that comes to my head when i think of love is-
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IH6hiF83FHM . And then my thought stops thinking. :D
But then, when you actually sit down too write you have to write something, and thus this blog post.

Love, of late has been Photography, Perceptions(my blog), Poetry, Portfolios(Finance \m/). Talk about the 4 Ps :D. Yeah, that pretty much sums it up. :)

Also, of late it has been difficult to find time and spend time here. Every time i'm here, i promise myself of dropping by more often. Alas!

Here's a pic:

Btw, a Happy Thursday! :D

why so serious?

Probably not the best way to end such an epic trilogy. But, of course, its always difficult to surpass the best, to meet the unusually high expectations, because of the standards set in the second edition. I've always loved watching superhero movies, more because of the action and the whole lot of fantasy, rather than the fact that it breaks me away from reality.

But, the Nolan's franchisee was always more than that. It was about a human who rose with his will, and of course the gadgets, to see Gotham through all difficulties. A human superhero, if i may. It'd those soul touching dialogues and the humane touch to the films. You start believing in all those qualities, we often crib about having missing in our times. You feel, yeah there's still hope. And even in the nights, there is a day, a bright one at that, waiting for you. Well, that's often the beauty of fiction, you show and see what you want to.

Coming back to the film, surely, joker can't be matched. But, Bane was good in his own way, with half his face covered in the mask. On the slower side in the first half, the last quarter was much rushed. It kept you on the edge. And the surprise was worth it. Probably, the last of the series, it's definitely worth a watch, with the catwoman, as well being an important cog. The transformation from broken down Bruce, to the charged up Bat was phenomenal in its own sense. Much like a forced hero, driven more with the urge to quit rather than passion. Somewhere you feel that it derailed from the track. But, for an ardent fan like me, i'd rather overlook. Moreover, i'd rather not say anymore. Its true that post Dark Knight and Inception, anyone would expect much better experience. Probably, next in line Batman and Robin would, or better still, should be delayed.

What stays with me- "There is no true despair without hope"

i read a drought warning in six states, including Maharashtra. Challenging times ahead, with all sorts of problems bothering the Indian economy. The days have been hectic on a personal note. And as i say on all my posts, i shall sincerely try to be more regular here. Adios for now!

do we care?

the sun was a bit lazy that day,
it usually happens the other way..
with a million different chirps,
my heart echoed with their stories!

i surely tried my best to understand,
by stepping out on their land..
suddenly, there was a calm quiet,
an unknown presence, was perhaps what they felt!

now, that i think of the day,
i'm baffled why they behaved that way..
perhaps, they fear of the past,
is it that they doubt how long will they last!

a promise is what we should make,
to remind ourselves that we're not fake..
by giving them the space they need,
and trying not to forget them in all these greed!

                                                                                       #selectiveColouring    ©a.b.clicks

shoutout against deforestation!
this one started out with a message, voice against deforestation..
#justGiveItATry

i don't really need to say this out loud, but for our good(yeah, the humans are selfish :-|), i do hope that we appreciate and understand the importance of ecosystem..

'why now?' is perhaps, the question in your head.. presently i'm residing on the hills of lavale, pune.. the view around is breathtaking, with its fair share of life other than human beings.. now, that is a rarity in present times..

and in the free time(yeah, blame it on the Sunday :-S)one starts wondering- where is it that we're headed? Can't we really do something?.

And thus, the inspiration-the post..
adios, till the next. :-)

korbo lodbo jeetbo

IPL-V

KORBO LODBO JEETBO re!!

means working, fighting and winning !!

I have often jumped to conclusions, and rarely have I got it wrong. And even rare it is that I felt happy even after I got it wrong. Post the first innings of the third playoff, I was an 60% sure that KKR wouldn’t be the winner this time. The logic needn’t be justified- a team(CSK-a 2 time winner) coming into the finals scoring a 200+ total or a team(DD) coming into the finals having beaten a 200+ score, both scares the shit out of fans of the team slated to play opposite it. With Gauti, whose innings could have been arguably the most important for a successful chase, departing in the first over, the chances of winning went to a mere 20% in my head. But it goes without saying that this season has been a real treat, with its share of lows, for the true KKR fans, who have been supporting them through the plethora of bad and itsy bitsy good times of the first few seasons.From the last position in the table to the champions of the fifth edition- the KKR team and the franchisee has come a long way.

A brief history. Being an Indian you got to watch cricket even though you may not be a big fan of the game. As a kid, and this habit continues till date, I always enjoyed reading the last page-sports section of the newspaper and till a very long time that was pretty much that I read in the newspaper. I liked cricket- both playing and watching it. As I grew up it shifted to just reading about it in the papers. IPL was the game changer. With its format and the way it was brought to the audiences, it was a package bundled together- entertainment, sports, business, big knocks, bigger chases and much more. Essentially it boils down to the months of April and May revolving around the extravaganza.

 I was a KKR fan right from the first edition- partially because of dada and because I’m a Bengali, leave aside the fact that I can’t read the language and can barely read, and thus the love for the city and the much hyped ‘Bong Connection’ prevailed. In the common rooms in hostel, while watching the matches in groups, the true bond for the team developed. It was not only difficult to find a fan but also an opponent who wouldn’t ridicule KKR for its dismal performance. It was one of those times, times when you feel helpless and wish to reply, but you don’t have the conviction for the same. So, we the very few fans just waited. And boy, we waited long. Finally, can we go out and shout- KORBO LODBO JEETBO re. But it goes without saying that the way they did it- beating two time consecutive winners, whose captain is the epitome of luck (besides other things), is what will be cherished for quite a few weeks.

I’m sure anyone who is reading this, must have surely watched the finals. If you haven’t, just see the scorecard on any cricket website and don’t forget to read the commentary. Now perhaps I can go out wearing my KKR fan shirt. :P Nonetheless, I feel really happy and delighted for the team, franchisee and most importantly the fans, who stood there through the difficult times. Nothing could have been a better gift for the KKR loyalists. And now has come the conviction. Aao ab jo bolna hai bolo! :D

I'm writing this past midnight and also am very excited, so a few errors here and there may please be excused. I’ve been wanting to write a weekly post on any news of the week that caught my attention. Yeah the rupee fall was a bigger and more eye-catching news, but then I just couldn’t get going. As I said the last page was the first and the only page I read of the newspaper, it is only fitting that I start this weekly entry with a sports/ cricket review. Besides, this is probably my last blog post from Korba/Nagpur, next few from Pune.

fo(u)r engineering

Very rarely do i write posts about life-my life at that.Well this one is special, not because it talks about past four years of my life, neither because i've completed my engineering (ah, almost), but probably because i've come to love it and almost miss it as well and because this will arguably remain the biggest learning,and unlearning experience of my life. p.s. i've been awake for more than 24 hrs., so this must be some shitty writing and one would need a big heart to find coherence in the flow. Nonetheless, go with the flow, isn't that what engineering is all about ?

Now a hell lot of things are rushing into my head as i type. This is what i hate about writing you just can't get it all out, or maybe writing is not all that natural to me.For starters, i wanted to talk about the few things i learned- how to avoid work, how to take no 'load', how to find an easier alternative to any goddamn problem. But then as is said learning is incomplete unless you learn from the people around you- i understood, though could never check out for myself, hard work pays, maybe later but it does, and it always awesome and incredible to dream fucking big.

Back in the day, when we were all freshers and stuff, with the formals and dress code, all i cared about was running back to home every weekend. And in the weekdays when i was in the hostel all i could do was kill time in any of these ways- carom, cards, TT, bakar(its supposed to mean random bullshit talk), movies, walks in the 'green' campus, attending a few classes in between and the list would go on. Actually, this is what i did for four years, just dropped the dress code in second year, the attendance(whatever 75% i attended with great stress) in third year, and the hostel itself in final. Everything that i couldn't imagine myself doing up to my 12th, i did.So the first three years went in no time and here i was in final year, with my grades(that should put shame on my face, but then it didn't. Well this was the time i realized how truly a good engineer i was). Thus, i realized, i needed to take time off and introspect, and thus my decision to leave hostel in the final year. Bullshit. aisa kuch nahi hua. i missed out on a lot of fun,is all that happened.

So this was my four years in a freakishly small paragraph(ya, i didn't wanna bore you with memories and thus spared you of the emotional atyachaar).
a few good things i did in college-
1.poetry(though i don't know whether or not people like the shit i write)
2.reading books(read quite a few by my standards)
3.amateur photography(though i hate posing, i fucking love capturing moments)
4.a short film(however shitty it maybe, it was awesome) and many more.

Now, would like to come to the concluding part of,what i see till now, a boring read. The worst thing one could possibly do is to quit. It sometimes doesn't matter whether you are a winner or loser, but at all times, it does matter that you stay in the race.(now please don't comprehend this as that life is a fucking race). Now, here comes my second suggestion. Do anything that actually makes you happy, than do something that you think 'may' make you happy. At some point, we come to realize that we ain't enjoying the shit we're doing. Just try and find a way out.I would like to believe there's always another better way(please don't interpret this as that whatever you are doing is not all that good and thus start finding happiness). Next, believe in yourself. Yeah you may not be a hell of a genius, neither may you be a stud, nor even a happy loser. But have faith that things will change and you shall be there.(i was not talking about being in the arms of your childhood crush). Besides, take a break from your life. Take a step back, enjoy the finer things of life, even a little butterfly could blow your fucking mind off, and thus make you happy(well this doesn't mean you be a mindless bitch and lose track of your priorities). Never ever compare success, whatever be your metric- grades, money, love, shit and anything else. There's nothing more shittier than being sad for something that you don't have. Rather cherish all that you fucking got by your side.(this surely doesn't mean that you stop dreaming big). Besides, be honest, if not to others, atleast to yourself. Know about yourself so that others opinions don't surprise you(that necessarily means that don't give a fuck about what others think about you).Lastly, dream big, real fucking king-size big. Dreams are what makes reality lesser challenging, more interesting and even sweeter.(nah this doesn't mean that i am hinting at you to start  daydreaming ).Something more, try to be the best you can. Strive for greatness. Yeah that should be your life's goal. Thread your life around that dream dress. I quote, from the movie The Blind Side, hope for courage and try for honor.

Here's me signing off on my engineering days. Yeah, now this is a perfect boring read.

anti-corruption !

i mean i have been wanting to write about the issue since a few months. at the time of annaji's protest all i could do was like some of the pages on FB supporting him . at the time of ramdeobaba's anshan all i could do was put a few status on social networking sites discussing my point of view. but all the while i have been pretty lazy to put up a full blown post about the issue and what i feel about it.

still i can easily say not everyone is onboard ,meaning to say not everyone is even interested or perhaps (i maybe exaggerating here) unaware . this picture was a mail i received 10 min back . (ya i got some real good friends following neha dhupia/fhm) . so i think people would be more interested now . ;-) . the sudden decision to put up this post comes just from the fact that i wanted to share this picture . :-P

btw , a very sincere and honest attempt on part of fhmindia to help the cause. so if u actually thought i would be writing on anti-corruption this time , you got to wait .its surely coming up, just that i need to find a date(an auspicious one at that) on my calender to actually sit and organize my thoughts.till then stay inspired and anti-corruption zindabaad !!

for people yet unaware (you should be ashamed) visit :
http://www.indiaagainstcorruption.org/

image courtesy (i had to google this one :P ) :
http://www.fhmindia.com/index.php/84-fhm-girls/120-neha-dhupia-fhm-cover-girl-july-2011

i just hope people dont just end up checking on the FHM site.. !!

shit happens !!

bose d.k. ...

Well , let's be honest.Its been happening since umm.. oh , i cant remember now . But delhi belly (see www.delhibellythefilm.com ) has given us a chance to speak out !! (i sound like a victim of sorts). Fairly, life does give chances. Just that we realize later that what we missed/left out on was a fucking chance. Now, i read this somewhere (or maybe not) do everything you can , for you will not regret later about what you could have done. Heavy..open to interpretations. I,perhaps interpreted in a sense of diversificaton. So i have been, of late trying to diversify. i make a lot of choices , most of which are arguable,that doesnt mean i stop making choices. This one's from my side.

So past few weeks of torpor i finally decided to write something because someone reminded me of this blog ! A lot has been happening past few weeks. Ramdev baba's anshan , UPA politics , Anna Hazareji , lokpal , raina's captaincy and ofcourse, tendulkar's ferrari sale.Though any of it hasnt directly affected me. i mean i've been busy watching my daily dose of series (presently house,criminal minds) , reading blogs/books , spending time online, camera and road trips. i wish i could include studies somewhere in between. Alas! So a few reasons i didnt post anything new :-

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Guess i cant remember or mayb i wasnt busy at all. i would go with the later. But i finally found time to redesign my blog and finally hopped in to type few words.

Its this song or rather the album i was thinking to write about. For the chaste try speaking d.k.-bosed.k.-bosed.k. fast. Explains it , alright ?? Awesome way to include it that way. i mean, guys have been speaking that since time immemorial but to put it in lyrics awemindblowing ! Topis off to amitabh bhattacharya. Another track nukkadwaale disco udhaarwaale disco pretty much penchared my heart. Well i mean purists or for that matter even austere bollywood music buffs would agree that its an album not worth listening, let alone buying. But then lyrics have connected with people and connected how !! Calling them songs is a recipe for disaster, so i'd better call them tracks. I gotta say this..awesome piece of lyrics..brilliant shit !! Those who want to listen to other tracks have fun !!

Girls would thank me for this one !! http://goo.gl/xoLAJ (aamir's item number). So the shit releases on july 1. jaa switty chudail .. adios . :-)

On a personal note, http://abhrajeet-perceptions.blogspot.com/ has now been listed in indiblogger directory. This being the first write post-listing. For those who may not have noticed, find the wibiya toolbar all the way down.Happy blogging and may the vacations never end !!

the cup that matters !!

As i sit down to write this , one day after the cup has come back home after a generation gap , the feeling has not yet sunk in . My father was roughly my age when we won it the first time . I always wondered since '03 , how the aussies back home , the common people must feel when the team they support played so magnificiently, consistently . Perhaps now, i atleast know how they felt when they'd got the cup. Its a feeling words can't truly describe. Its an emotion everyone of us could associate with. Pride,honour,respect for the team,glory,attitude,ecstasy and a lot more.

Its not about winning the cup,atleast put up a good show , i said to myself when sach walked away. Now, having won it, i realize how deeply it was about the cup.Even though my heart wishes to describe the so called ramayan-2 final here, which am sure no indian missed, this one is for the people , for the team , for the game and not the least about how i feel about all of these .Hats off to gauti for showing such character.Respect, loads of it. For a friend says you could be a fan of gambhir or you may be not ; but you can never be an 'anti-fan' of his.Truly. I wish this could be said for certain other individuals as well.Zaks' first spell, was indeed magical.Yuvi what a way to come back to form.WC looked like his 'ghar ki kheti'! Dhoni defines what i call 'whenever i wish to do' attitude.Theres nothing much that can said about god.Bhajji!!and everyone else.This means no disrespect,just that i aint writing this as a review of the tournament.And also that now that we have won the cup it doesnt matter what went wrong.That is for certain other voices to debate on. Well everyone said this one was for sachin.Ok.Whatever the reason,i sincerely hope you find another one the next time around.

Concerned voices , voices that matter have said a lot about cricket,in general and the indian cricket , in specific ,the past 6 weeks.Encouraging stuff,abusing shit,winning ways,losing matches,team selection,performing when needed and what not.This one is from a person,who always believed its just another sport but now sublimely understands why its called a religion in india. I still don't know what hovers my mind; the '03 bowling nightmare or the '11 nightmarish start converted to a result, howsoever surreal it maybe.I still dont know whether i praise dada,who brought in most of the current indian team and taught the team what attitude is or whether i finally credit ms for he is the epitome of composure.I still dont know whether we stand a chance next time around or is this the beginning of a wait that would end when my kids would be my age. Well everything said and done i certainly wish i could have seen and heard dada after the match.

I truly understand now, what cricket means to our generation and using some mathematical funda,i could extend it to every other generation of India.Final of any game is important.An uncalled toss-couldnt have been a better start. Swearing when sanga finally won the toss.Slow start,people praying for wickets,mahela settling in with sanga and the '03 final ghost haunting zaheer yet again. People hurling abuses for every run not taken.the thuderous claps and slogans for every boundary hit. Fingers been shown for every good ball delivered.The closed eyes and folded hands-man you would know how religious people were only on such days.A friend sat with his palms closed as in prayers for the entire second innings.Well they say 'team ko jeetana padhta hai'.Indeed! When we won the T20 WC,people said a new cricketing era has dawned.Then the numero uno test position. WC '11.The sun has finally seen the morning.