robibar (my first bengali blog)

baire theke ek chilte roddur eshe bole dilo bhor hoechhe… tobuo bichhanar opor arekbar gorie nilam… tarpor mone porlo aj robibar… tai abar balish Ta ke jorie dhorlam…

Baire theke pasher barir unon dhoranor gondho ashchhe… ki porichito gondho… tobu majhemajhe eto bhalo laage… ei gondoTai bujhi paoa jae kolkatar snetapora golir majhe… jekhane konodino rod Dhoke na… naki seta purono barir gondho?! Jaihok shue shuei shunte pachchhi baire corporation er kole koekjon mukh dhuchchhe… robibarer alshemite e baranda theke o barandae ekTu golpo gachha… robibarer alshemi kaTie rickshaw r awaj… amader shamner rasta Ta boro bhanga chora tai kono gari gele, emonki rickshaw geleo awaj hoe… ar oi to shona jachchhe rojkar moto Thakurer naam gaan korte korte ganga snan e cholechhen ke ekjon… enake roji gaite shuni, dekhini konodin i…

Aste aste diner byastota arombho hochchhe… baire onek hnakDak kotha batra… ar amar janla diye asha ek chilte roddur ekhon sara ghor bhorie diyechhe…

uThlam… uThe janlar pordar fnak diye dekhlam… shudhui shada borof… ar mon kharap kora akash… kuashae prae Dhaka ekTa enkebenke chola rasta…

tai aage ja ja bollam se shob ghoTchhe hajar hajar mile dure… aami majhemajhei bujhte pari na aami kothae aachhi… roddur ar mon kharap akash Ta milemishe ekakar hoe jae… pine gachher gondher shonge mishe jae shei kotodurer dhnoyar gondho… kuasha keTe giye dekhi hajar mile durer sonali roddur eshe porechhe sada borof e…

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e shobi banano kotha... ashole shokkal bela uThei janlar fnak diye meghla akash Ta dekhe chokh bondho kore bhablam amar hajar mile durer roddurer deshe... bairer nishabdo rasta Ta ke bhablam amar parar bhanga mukhor rasta... mile er por mile pore thaka shada borof e ekTu ronger chhnoa anlam...

wedenessday blues

The day started out with me making lunch to take with me... then i don't know how the lunch, rice rajma and all flew at me and fell all over me and the kitchen... the perfect trajectory to create the maximum disaster... ok... so i changed... put as much perfume as i could to make me smell less like a walking rajma-rice... and ran to catch the bus... wonder of all wonder!!! i actually got the bus... of course because it was late... which just means that i was late for class... i entered all sweaty and red and smelling like indian spices and not indian perfume... they really do not go well together... trust me!!!!!

After due time, the class was over... it was almost lunch time... so poor me without lunch went and had soup... we have a really good soup place... but disaster strikes again... the soup was made of cucumber!!! how was i supposed to know that from the really exotic name?! anyway had the cucumber broth... came and started working... o i am paid (really a meager salary) to write a couple of codes for some quantum chem thingey... all irrelevant and theoretical stuff about a make belief world my friends tell me... but anyway i started working... and soon i had three versions of the same code none of which compiles... oh no... one of them compiles... and gives me a wrong result... did i say result?! no ... actually it gives me a segmentation fault... and i am still deciding which version is the one that i should start working on... and in the meantime writing this blog...

and today is a wednessday... which means i am so very tired from the almost three weekdays... and weekend is still so far away!!!!!! sigh!!!!!!!!

tea

of late i have taken to experimenting different kind of tea... actually, i have this friend who treated me to some turkish herbal tea which is made of apple tea, ginger and some flower and i simply loved it... and now i have found out this online tea shopping site called teavana... there are tons of exciting combinations that i never thought possible...

and oh! i have fallen in love with jasmine tea... and the last day i went grocery shopping the shop actually did not have jasmine tea... and i am out of it... and i think i am going to die without it...

i think i am getting addicted to tea... i should try to not have tea for sometime... but then is it worth it?! i wonder!

driving...

i have come to the conclusion that i HAVE to learn driving and endanger the lives of all forms of life moving or not moving on the streets and maybe not even on the streets...

well, this place really has no proper public transport system... the name carpool sounds distant and uncomfortable to most people... and there is no concern about the massive wastage of fuel that is going on to support comfortable (?!) and personalized transport... therefore, i have learn driving... and well, i have been known as a dangerous species on a bike... i get to be even more dangerous in a car... that's the only thought that is kind of making me feel a bit happy these days...