Hawae keu mishiye diyechhe guro sheet. Abchha hoethakchhe shokaler pahar. Thanda gorom er abhash nie sheet mone hoe kachhei kothao achhe. Chimti kata roder darate ekhon khub ekta oshubidha hochhe na. Officer chhat e dariye dekhchhilam, shamner school theke shada jamakapor pora poruara jhake jhake berochhe. Chhuti. Ki moja. Keu ba baba maar hath dhore bari firchhe, keu bha jhak baniye addae metechhe. Shari pora meyeder dol besh ekta boro boro bhab nie hashi thattae besto. Ekta group thik paner dokaner shamne nijederi duniyae mogno. Ojan.... kaal ki hote pare, ba oder k shamneri building er chhat theke keu dekhte pare. Sheo shari porto school e shunechhi. Orao hoeto ebhabei adda dito. Ajker motoo jholmole dupure oorao hoeto nijeder majhe ebhabeo besto thakto. Taar mayabi hashi dekhe kotokeu ok lucky bolto. Aaj she bakider chokhe unlucky. aami ki jani na. oneke ekhon aamake lucky bole. Kintu aamar jonnoi hoeto ekta chhoto shopno, jeta aste aste boro hochhilo, bhenge churmaar hoechhe. Aamiii hoeto doshi. Aabar jhapsha keno shobkichhhu? Mone hochhe keu tuli diye jol chhoriye diyechhe. Khub jhapsha. Khubi. Hotath shob porishkar r aamar chokh bheja. Aamar chokh theke hotath ei jol ta berolo keno. Shobi thik achhe. Shob aamar. Kintu aami kauke dukho diyechi. Karor shobbar theke cherished shopno aami bhengechhi. Eta theke aamake keu bachate parbe na.


Karur doshi hoe beche thaka oto shohoj je na sheta aami bujhte parchhi. Jai hok, ektu dure theke hoeto ekta aasha ache shob thik hoe jabe. Khali aashai korte pari. Er beshi aamar khomota to nei. 

Change is inevitable. May be this is the only thing which is constant. But what if someone whats to change the change?

I was in a habit to shout my ego. I used to call him an Idiot. My words... last words. U will not come.... U will have to. I JUST WANT THIS. No Sunday in room. Hang out with friends. Dont u dare to say me anything.

But time changed. Today I am clueless what to do when I am bored. STD lines most of the time betrays. Online fights scares me, as I cannot see him in person just after that. I dont want sundays, as sundays kill me. I am happy to work, only if I could love it. Time changed itself, time changed me. Nobody betrayed me, no body said anything. But still, I am missing my freedom. I don't feel anyone just walking my side when I work, the thing which I used to feel in college when he passed by me. I don't feel the thing to look good, because here I am not standing with him. Time changed me from a kid who used to had crushes every now and then to an young lady who is into a steady relationship. Change has changed me to think mature. The things which nobody taught me, now I know, because time demanded. I am practical, now the fairies of my dreams have disappeared. Now I don''t believe that sun and moon are two best friends, one does the duty of the other when the other feels asleep. I don't believe that God has handed over me to my mom, or my mom picked up only me from hospital just because I smiled to her. I understand that today if I cry, I will have to buy the chocolate of my own. So, the laziness to cover the distance till the chocolate shop stops me from crying. 

I am no more a child who waits long to see Saurav Ganguly complete his century, and shed tears with his wicket. But I eagerly wait to hear the sound of the bike, and to run out to make sure that he is there. I don't like to race my computer cars and hasten up to finish up my dinner. I like to wait for the phone calls. I don't like to wait in the interview que.I wait by the road side just to make him pick me up. I don't wait to get wet in the rain anymore, because I cannot afford to miss a day in office. I am bound to like it.

Change changed me. But how can I change my change?

WHATS THERE IN THE NAME

Continuous arguments...... naaaa.......... teasing a bechara........ whats there in the name. This was written and highly quoted by Willium Shakespere. Who is he? His work is his identity. Not his name. Rabindranath Tagore. His words are his identity. Not his name. Fine. Why there are soooo many succeeding generations who's name is Rabindranath? Why? Because some of there kinsmen where fond of Bangla Literature. And the name is proposed by them. Whats there in name? ;)


Roll. 1. Roll. 2 Roll. 3 (in class)..................................... First Position Goes To Sandip Hazarika (in morning assembly in front of entire school).............. why not Roll 27? Whats there in name? ;D


Sharmishtha............ Dina............. Tua.............Trishna..................Trisrota........................


Tell na........... whats gonna be new born's name? Stupids......... why no one passed the word of that English Literate.........what was his name............... leave it. Whats there in name!!!!!!!!!!!!!!






If there is no name...... who will remember me and my work?  HOW THE HELL WILL REMEMBER ME???????????????? A girl......... :O
I write, you write. No name. Whats the difference? Why then Mount Everest has got its name? Why states are named? How countries are identifies? 


It is as simple as this. With due respect to Mr. William I wana contradict him and wana say sorry to all to whom he gave the confidence to argue. Name is for simplification. Name is for your citizenship. Name is to say that you exist. Name is YOU. Name is call your friend with. Whatever be the name, there should be one. So that anybody, atleast I can cheque it. 


I love my name. Just I love it............ please all of you try to spell it properly.






:P 










i know by reading this sunayana will say........... popat. 
yes... only SUNAYANA will say. no-one else. THATS THERE IN NAME.

One Day More

Miss Z has started loving it. Miss Z loves when he scolds her. She makes him scold her like anything. Now a days Mr. X uses slangs, very harsh languages, which, unlike their golden days are never answerable to Miss Z nor they are ever resulting to any apology. Miss. Z has become habituated. She creates a scene where she shows her adamant nature. She compels him to scold her. She compels him to abuse her. She hates it. Hates it like hell. But now when these words commands a piercing pain in heart and a few drops of tears, she feels re-leaved. She feels light. Then she realizes that there a sooo many things inside her heart which have almost lost their existence due to frequent renewal, which are needed to be outburst, which are painful, which are unbearable. She feels a completely different pain with Mr. X's indifferent behavior which clears few of the places in her heart to inhale fresh air. She loves that feeling of freshness.


Many questions remained unanswered today. Again she realized that she is not able to understand herself. She is so simply complex. Its real a zigsaw puzzle. Life was never so revealing before. Today she discovered one more thing. She is not changed since her school days. That killing possessiveness that made her a lifetime guilty is still there within us.


She shivered. Now she is afraid. No, she doesnt wana loose her new professional life. Because she can now realize, she is committing the same mistakes. Life mysteriously is repeating the same old story. But the characters are changed.
























Miss. Z cannot afford to loose Mr. Y

I AM CONTENT

Humanity has so much to do in a person's life. A single smile can create a lot of motivation, and a single disgusted look can make all your efforts to vein. Who on earth said that motivation is only monitory or something expensive. Even when I failed in the physics exam, I got my dad's shoulders to cry on. Never in my life before I ever got this opportunity. I used to think that I am unlucky that I never get an emotional support. But I got it exactly at the time when I needed it the most.


My family was always there with me whenever I needed them. Yes... today I can understand why they sometimes denied to agree with me. I rebelled back. But those deeds, those denials, and those rebels, all are worth getting a lesson from. 


I am lucky to be gifted with a life like this. I believe, God must have tried me in heaven before my birth and then decided to gift me with this life. In these 22 precious years, I have experience nearly 80% of all the emotions and 60% of all the situation. But again I am lucky enough to get guidance anywhere and everywhere I go. Starting from Chetry Sir because of whom I got 100 out of 100 in maths in class one, or Sudha Rani Mam, who made Hindi such an easy task, or D.K.Sagar sir, who was such a father figure that I took maths sooo casually, thinking   he will be there in any case. When I climbed to my graduation, Mrityunjay Sir unknowingly became so important to me. In MBA, all my faculties where gem, as if I have never grown up, I am a kid. I knew, professional life is different. But there also, so many wonderful people surrounded me. I just felt like thanking them all.


Why suddenly this acknowledgement I dont know. But today again I am surprised by a simple theory. There is a particular tribe who never hurt a tree. Whenever they feel like clearing some trees, they start abusing them. They scold the trees, use slangs, use all sort of de-motivating words. And surprisingly those trees die. If a tree can differentiate between motivation and de-motivation, a simple human being should also. Or else this also a criteria to differentiate between a tree and a human being that a human being should be reaction less, emotionally as well as physically, even to their self-respects....








I am better a tree. I am sorry to all those I acknowledged, as I could not become a human being in these span. But yes, I will die with my self respect.




I am content...








:))

First time in life a proper conference. Yes... I can do. Today I discovered the main reason of mine which is pulling me back, and that is, my fear of getting back. Yes, I fear to loose, thats why I loose to win. I know the cause. But very few people really have the potential to identify and work on their faults. And I am surely none of them. I wish I can be the way I was in the conference hall in the midst of eminent personality. I know I should not make myself down. I will try.... goshhhh.... this try is since I was born man!!! I just could not get rid of it in all these 22 years. I have grown up. By this age many had achieved many things. In respect of that, I have achieved none. But again being positive, I have achieved more than many like me. I am happy and lucky to get in touch with soooo many beautiful people. But I am luckier to know that Hippocrates are the fittest in this world to survive. Again I know, 1 in 1000 is the person whom the world follows. You are a hypocrite and I am too a hypocrite, then what is the difference between you and me? So now I am not a hypocrite and the world will admire me.


:))














I am sooooo happy.




ha ha.