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My Friend Debashree (Debs)

I don’t believe in Ghosts! I don’t believe in Santa! I don’t believe in God! Because I have never seen them. But I believe in Angels because I know one and she is my FB friend too. Her name is Debashree Nanda (Debs, Dabba, Chomu, Chudial….  call her anything… she will respond).
Those were the days of Orkut and so you knew who actually was visiting your profile- Debashree Nanda, I saw the name. A girl checking his profile always excites a guy but then I thought, I was a published author, I should be used it. She sent me a friend request next and couldn’t resist myself from pinging her after all, those were my initial days of fame. With a simple ‘Hi’, the conversation began and after one hour, I was thinking how to end it. I was actually feeling guilty because she had told me that she was having her semester paper next and I didn’t want to be rude either. Anyway, we stopped finally when her Mom called her for dinner and I decided that I wouldn’t go online for next whole week just to save her papers. By the end of that chat session, I knew that she was born in some remote town "Talcher", famous for coal mines, her name was a combination of her Dad’s (Debdutta) and Mom’s (Jayashree) name, she studied in a girl's school till 12th, she had a younger sister, she was studying BBA, she had four best friends- Aradhana, Sadhana, Abhilasha and Mamta, they called their group- "Famous Five!". And she went to the college in bus. Next day, I logged in Orkut, of course in invisible mode; I had many other visitors on my profile and among them were the above mentioned girls from "Famous Five." She scrapped me to accept all the friend requests from her group and insisted on exchanging numbers since I was not regular enough on net, in return, she wrote a nice Testimonial for me.Four years from there, we are best friends; we talk to each other every day on phone (thanks to Reliance!), we are now on FB and like and comment on each and every status or photo of each other, she hails all the frustration from office at me, I cry over her shoulder when I fight with my girlfriend.  She knows where I hide the beer cans and cigarette butts at home; I know which of the girls in her hostels watch porn. She is my 3 a.m. friend and I am her troubleshooter. But the best thing about our friendship is that we have never fought with each other, maybe that’s the reason that we are just best friends. Though we have small arguments at times, I mean what I should do if her roommate wants to try Old Monk or her some remote cousin thinks his fiance is cheating on him? How would I decide whether she should get a pink or peach color top? In return, she complains that she also doesn’t know which one is better Hunk or CBZ extreme, neither she has an idea why my girlfriend don’t like my status on FB but she insists that at least I should be happy that the poor girl agreed to date a moron like me.  But then, it goes sometimes irritating, I mean you just can’t put a full stop to her non-stop gossips. However, over the years I have come up with many ways, I simply switch off my cell and make an excuse later on, that my battery was dead, fake headache or simply act that I’m drunk. It works. Though I am sure she is very well aware of these tricks but again, she never complains. At least I got someone in my life who would listen, understand and even support me in everything important and even for the things that are simply crap. Whenever I sit back and go back in the timeline, I actually feel happy and proud about it; life itself is big party with a friend like her.

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                                            A Song for my school



I still remember the tears rolling down,Everything coming to an abrupt end ;The feeling of insecurityTorture and aloofness.Standing at the casementAnd watching her go.......................The memories are hazy but feelings are pure ,I 'll miss you P.R.I.A, I'll miss you for sure ............
I still remember my achievements in school ,Full marks in maths ,My trophy for debate ,Running all over the hurdlesChearing my house for a goal ...The strings spreading music in the air,My furtile efforts to paintAnd the brushes full of coloursEach day my hard washed uniformsWould be stained with my childish strokes ,And above all , stare mamma in the eye ..
I still remember my friendMy wit and sense for meThe one who held my handWhen no one pittied on me ,My philosopher , my guide ,A hard face out ,But soft from insideShe was one with the differenceMy teacher and preacher as well,Looking , caring and treating me,Like her own child ,

I will never forget the memoriesWorth a fortune for meAnd today as I say adieu to my schoolI raise my hands in prayer and sayReturn me the day once moreThe first day of my schoolThe way I clenched moms handsThe way dad left me in my classLet again I feel the pang of sticksLet again me stand afront my class to mindWith pleasure i would shred my youthIf I get my childhood days back in full.My childhood and my innocenseAgain to cherish the reminiscenceThe memories go hazy but feelings remain pure
I'll you P.R.I.A , I'll miss you for sure...........

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                        PYAR KA PUNCHNAMA[image error]- 2 (DATING THE CUTIE)She says she’s in love with you on the second date? Careful, she could be desperate to pin you, (or anyone) down



She blames you for your inability to commit; but maybe it’s not you, it’s her. It could be because she’s a desperate woman. Such women are intense, needy and unable to keep a man because of their frantic desire for a serious commitment.

How do you know if you are dating one? Check out the signs.

• She’s always hooked

Read her relationship history. Is she a serial monogamist? Does she jump from one relationship to another? It could be because she cannot stand to be alone. Look closer — is one of her exes a junkie rockstar, while another an investment banker, and still another a naturalist?

The warning bells should clang if she doesn’t seem to have a particular type. It means she’ll hook up with anyone rather than stay alone.

• She’s got it planned 

She knows what she’s doing on the last Sunday of September, next year. She’s named her future children and even picked their careers. In fact, she’s got a whole life planned, and is just looking for a sperm donor in the form of a husband. As soon as you begin dating, she keeps asking you if you love her and acts like you’ve been together for years. Then she’s making your sister her best friend and ingratiating herself to your family.

A desperate woman is eager to start her well-planned life immediately and will try to pressurize you into a premature commitment.

• Her pets wear clothes

So she has a pet; but watch how she interacts with them. Does she molly-coddle or pamper them execesively. Does she treat them like people? A desperate woman channels her affection and need to control through animals. And also surrounds herself with them to feel loved.

• She’s a doormat

Does she agree with you all the time? Are you suprisingly pleased by how similar you both are? A woman anxious to get hitched will fake compatibility in her rush to the altar. But would you want to date a mirror of your tastes and opinion?


  How to get out  

So all the signs point in the direction of the woman you’re with. And you thought all that clingy, needy behaviour was affection. Take this road to freedom.

Take the blame

Disarm her by admitting you can’t commit. Sure that will make you a heartless manipulator, but it will also make you a free man. The more she cries or emotionally blackmails you into staying in the realtionship, the more you shouldn’t be convinced that she’s desperate.

Damage control

After the break-up, explain to your friends and family why you’ve called it off. If she’s really desperate, she might use your people to patch things back up with you or elbow her way into your social circle. Make sure your friends know the truth so that you can keep her away.

Cut off ties

It’s heartless, but these kind of women have neediness down to a clingy art. She’ll repeatedly try and manipulate you back into the relationship. Avoid her calls, change phone numbers if you have to and block her on your Facebook.

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               Pyar ka punchnanma- 1 (The love triangle)
There are times in our life when we get ourselves caught in the middle of a love triangle. Relationships can be so difficult sometimes, and especially when our social scene resolves so much around intermingling with the opposite sex. It’s very easy to be casually dating and start progressing with two different people. So what should you do? Well it depends on who you are in the triangle. The key point to remember is that love triangles rarely end up with happy endings for all three people. In some cases, it ends with all three being unhappy. Tread lightly and remember these tips.
If you are the one dating two different people
1 - Make a decision
The first thing you need to do is make a decision on which one you like best and want to be with. Unless both people are okay with being strung along and just casually dating, a choice has to be made. The longer it drags out, the harder it will be since feelings continue to progress in the meantime. The stronger the feelings get over time, the more complex the situation gets.
2 - Cut it off completely with the other person
Once you do make a decision, stick to it. Lingering around that other person or hanging out occasionally not only makes it more likely for something to spark up again, but probably wouldn’t sit very well with the person that you did choose. Don’t cheat by continuing to spend time with both people; it only stretches out your problems even longer.
3 - Take it seriously
The reason that a love triangle is so dangerous is that it’s people’s feelings and emotions at stake. If you want to just casually date different people then don’t get into a relationship in the first place, much less two. Make your intentions known to those you are dating so that there’s no confusion, and it might be possible to sustain a casual dating lifestyle for a while. In the end though, even if you state your intentions clearly, there’s no guarantee that feelings won’t start to come about anyway.
If you are one of the two dating options
1 - Analyze your happiness
Dating triangles are hard to deal with. Is this person really special enough to go through this for? Even if you do get chosen, will you always think about it in the back of your mind? Is that worth it? Relationships can be hard to deal with, but stacking additional issues on top of the normal things we go through can be too much sometimes. Make sure your feelings for this person are truly genuine and worth pursuing, otherwise you could put yourself through a lot of pain for nothing.
2 - Look for a sign of commitment
Don’t just take the other person’s word that you’re the one they want. They could just as easily be saying that to the other person too. Look for certain signs that you are indeed the chosen one. Do they spend time with you on holidays? What about on their birthday? These are the major moments that we usually have the people we are closest with around us. If you’re not there on those days, maybe you’re not the chosen one after all.
3 - Don’t think it’s now or never 
The last thing you should do is think that this is your ultimate chance for love. Whether you are the chosen person or not, take the situation for what it is…the possible start of a relationship. The true hard part is yet to come, as their no guarantee of success when it comes to relationships. All that you are doing now is deciding on who’s going to have that relationship.
Love triangles are stressful on everybody involved, and it’s a lot to deal with. You really have to be sure that the person you’re waiting for is the person you’re supposed to be with in order to make it worth it. It rarely ever is. The best advice actually may be just to back off and let time take it’s course. You might be surprised at who else you find along the way, and how much better it is without the drama in your life.

I want to become BATMANHe sat on the last bench and didn’...

I want to become BATMAN
He sat on the last bench and didn’t talk to anybody. The girl beside her tried to sneak in out of curiosity and he pulled her hair hard. She screamed in pain and the teacher came running. She asked his name and he simply snubbed her, he was busy scribbling something in his note book. She pulled the notebook, forcibly and he gave a stern furious gaze at her. The teacher snapped at him but smiled realizing that he was just a three year old chubby little kid. She was rather amused to see when at his age, kids struggled to draw a mango; he had something meaningful to offer or was it? A BATMAN symbol, perfectly sketched. He returned home after the first day at school with the same thought which had hit most of us- School Sucks. He threw the bag and ran to his dad, he loved him very much. For his dad also, he was his life. His dad hugged and pulled him up to his lap and asked the expected question.“How was the school?”He almost had his answer ready. “I don’t want to go to this school. I want to learn karate, I want to ride bike, I want to jump from a building and I want to beat Joker. I want to become BATMAN.”His dad smiled at him and said. “To be Batman, don’t you think you should know how to read and write? I mean how you would read the newspaper and know about the crime. How you would leave message for police. For that you need to go school and learn ABCD. You should even know the numbers else how would count your enemies.”He agreed. He went to school happily from next day.He was admitted to primary school after three years. His dad went to drop him. He didn’t seem happy about it.“What’s the matter son?” His dad asked.“Dad I know ABCD and I can even write. You see I can spell refrigerator and could recite tables till ten. Can I become Batman now?’His dad smiled again. “I would rather suggest you to learn history, geography and science. It will make you to understand this world, its environment and the people. Go, make friends, play with them and have fun. Trust me, that gonna help you.”He didn’t say anything and walked inside the school building.Five more years after that, he was sitting on the dining table making strange noise with his spoon scrabbling it on the plate just to draw attention. His mom scolded him twice but he didn’t care. His dad at the other side of the table reading the newspaper had already sensed his intuition.“Look son, I think you should play some sport in school. Get yourself fit and strong. Moreover, knowledge is always there in school. You see with great power comes great responsibility, I want you to be prepared for that.”“I hate Spiderman.” He screamed, took his bag and ran for school.At the farewell of his school when every other student was feeling the lump in throat for leaving behind the best days of life and getting into the so called race of life, he seemed rather joyful and energized. Might be excited for the Junior College life ahead, everybody thought.“Son, Physics, Chemistry and Biology, you need them, don’t you? For that perfect jump from the sky scrapers, for that smoke tablet which will make you disappear, for that weak point in the body which will dismantle your enemy. You have to do this.” His dad explained.This time he wasn’t actually impressed by his Dad’s tactics. He locked himself in his room and when he came out for dinner, he was astounded to find a new bike parked inside his house compound. He wasn’t sure to whom it belonged but was enamored by the machine.“You can ride this thing to your College.” His dad threw the keys at him.He didn’t argue, he was thrilled. Two more years of mixing different chemicals with H2SO4, taking readings of tuning forks, drawing the various parts of human body and solving Derivations and Integrations, he was ready for engineering; that’s what his dad thought.“I am going nowhere.” He declared.“Are you sure?” His Dad asked and he returned him a cold stare. “Didn’t you see those cool gadgets with him, those little bombs in his pockets and that technology filled car? I think BATMAN is an electronic engineer.”He smiled and filled the online form. After two months, he was in a lab, copying readings and graphs from an old journal stolen from staff room.Four years of rigorous torture with mock tests on Monday, surprised tests in between, assignments for every night, journals in every lab and if Maths was just not enough, there was Mechanics, Basic Electrical and Engineering Drawing denying them any sort of existence as a human being.He gave his final paper, ran out of the exam hall. He spread his arms and took a long breath, he was done with everything.His dad hugged him.“Dad!”“What?” His Dad looked into his eyes. “Don’t tell me, you still want to become BATMAN.”He snapped at his Dad “Why not?”“Hmm.” His Dad grunted. He had a strange grin on his face as he walked to the other room shaking his head. His son couldn’t read that. Anyway, he was at least happy that he was free now. He can do anything. He can become BATMAN.He started the internet and goggled his idol. He opened the first link and started to read but as he just finished the first paragraph, he noticed something on the first line. He couldn't believe it. He read it again and again but nothing changed. He might have read that page over a thousand times all these years and realized that he had always ignored it. How was that possible?BATMAN is a comic character.So, that’s it! His only aim life was never to be happening in reality. He felt foolish; he was chasing a dream which was so stupid. But was he really wrong? How many of us have seen God but don’t we believe in him and worship him? He was down, he was upset. He felt like a loser. He sat in the corner of his room and curled himself, he remained there all night.Next morning when his Mom called him, he felt a pain his back because of lying on the floor. He had got cold since he didn’t even cover himself with a blanket. His eyes were blood red, he had been crying for long. Looking at the mirror, he felt ashamed of himself for acting so idiotic all his life. He felt sorry for his Dad and was embarrassed to face him. He asked his Mom to get his breakfast inside his room, something which had never happened. His Dad has sensed something was definitely wrong; he entered his room and saw the BATMAN poster torn down. He thought to talk to him but then he felt his son was big enough to handle it own.“I think you should get a girlfriend.” He said.He slept all day and in the evening when he came outside for tea, his Mom told him that he had a mail. He checked, it was from some company and as he opened the envelope he recalled that it was the same company, he had applied for in the college campus interviews. He was selected.That actually brought a smile on his dull face after a long time. He went to his room to get the file which had all his academics documents which he might need for the formalities. One by one, he checked them all and he was quite amused to trace his life through those certificates.He had won his first prize in a drawing competition when he was in 1st grade. He was a part of the volley team which had qualified for state levels. He had won the annual school quiz competition every year. He had topped his class in 3rd and 5th (When Maths was easy). He was the captain of Red house. He had a medal in sack race and even part of the dance group which were winners in the annual gathering of his Jr. College. He hit the most sixes in the University Champs finals. His final year project earned him highest marks in that year batch. He could play few chords on guitar and had published two novels.He felt happy and proud reading them all along as he knew that there were even more to follow. There is no harm in chasing dreams, even if they appear unreal; at least the efforts you put on to achieve them will make reach the moon if not the stars.He now works in a major Telecom company and is now quite active in Facebook talking about his upcoming novel where he shares his experience in the corporate world. But ask him what he want to do ahead in life, he will smile and say.“I want to become BATMAN.”