Thursday, October 25, 2012

Durga puja 2012

The 5 days of eternal festivity got to its end finally.... It was great to have such an enjoyment after 2 long years. In the year 2010 I had some personal issues that kept me upset with the addition of conjuctivities that prevented me from stepping outside my house for 2 long days. In the year 2011 , I was in ship so hardly I could sense anything ( the only thing was that over the phone I realised that people here were missing my presence.. However this time I had the full chance to make up for what I had missed these years.. I would like to make a short list of the happenings of the days and mind it my puja started from the chaturthi ( 4th day from mahalaya ) and not sashthi (6th day) which was an usual process till now. So these two extra days got added in the way of celebration..
Right from chaturthi to dasami the mixture of long bike rides to highways , dining at costly restaurants , visiting pandals , viewing band performances , hanging out with friends and having all night parties with an average of 4 hours rest all day , long addas in Maddox and Deshopriyo park ( all of us gathered there for adda ) and to sum it up participating in bhashan dance although the dhanuchi dance was missing ( para pujo was so boring this time )..
It was a marvellous one and everything after a dark patch seems bright. So thank u friends , sis bhai , and all the special ppl who made it very special for me.....

SUVO BIJOYA TO ALL OF YOU....
 

Monday, October 1, 2012

What you want ....

Like you are taught to say your name when your are asked “ Beta what is your name ?” and also when you are asked “ which class you read in ?” you got to say the class you belong , the section along with it won’t be a matter of concern though. I was also taught to say “ Engineer” when someone would ask me that what I would be when I grew up. I never knew the meaning of engineer but could understand from the glowing eyes and a proud smile on my parents face when they heard my answer they had taught me to tell that it must be  very prestigious sort of a thing and you gotta do it to be in the league.

I only knew what I liked. But did it had any connection with the question that people asked and the recorded answer I gave. I used to close the doors and would do weird things like pillow fight  , assume characters in front of me some good and some bad and a heroine I saved would be perfect. I would stand in front of the mirror and make angry expressions for the imagined troubling characters before hitting them hard ( pillow fight starts ).
The more and more I grew I knew what I wanted to be. Many new characters have got added to my list and I would not only do actions scenes in front of the mirror but I would think of many circumstances and scenarios. Its not that I had to try something. It came automatically to me. I had the interests of watching people and notice their behavior – the way the talked , walked , laughed , criticized . When reading stories I could see them happening in front of my eyes . I could see every character , their dresses and expressions in particular. Was it a fault ? or some defect ? I don’t know.

In class 11 , I started doing mimicry . I copied a lot of voices. I was starting to get popular. I had interests in direction and wanted to learn more. I wanted to study films. My parents never approved of what I wanted. My father wanted to study science. He was good in academics and always stood first in the class. But he could not take science because of financial problems. My father played football. His name had even come in newspapers with pictures . He had to join office job because of the family need and therefore left playing as he did not get any facilities from football (there is poilitics in all fields as you know ).He used to tell me all this just goes in vain. What remains with you is your knowledge and degree. He wanted me to be academically strong.

I NEVER WANT MY CHILDREN TO BE ACTOR OR STUDY FILMS . I WON’T FORCE THEM TO BECOME WHAT I COULD NOT. I ONLY WANT THEM TO BECOME WHAT THEY WANT………………..

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