First Vacation: A journey to Abode

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          Days kept passing on, bringing numerous new experiences. There were several co-curricular activities, functions and galas on almost daily basis. Study was not the only burden to get prepared for. We need to involve ourselves in Departmental Freshers, Union Freshers as well as the College Fest. Several bengali rock bands like Cactus, Kaalpurush and famous singers like nilonjan, sunita pandit came to our college. There was a fashion show too, that reminded me of my Delhi’s ramp walk. And at last, DJ night which continued from 2 am in the morning till 5 am. I enjoyed dancing freakishly, jumping, moving and shaking myself dementedly.

            We were too much involved in all these activities and haven’t noticed that Durga Puja vacation was knocking the door. I was stimulated by the thought of meeting my mom, dad and sis. My first visit to sweet home, since the beginning of my college life. Lineaments like Excitement, Hurriedness and Ebullience had already started haunting increasingly as the date of journey was approaching.

          

             Tonight, I was finally departing with few of my colleagues. All the packing-shacking got completed on the penultimate night.We took the local train from Kalyani Ghoshpara station and headed towards Sealdah. Then through taxi reached the Howrah station. This was the first time I surpassed the famous Howrah Bridge.

A bridge without a single pillar in between to support. Don’t know how it tolerates such a lumbering traffic. After 3-4 hours of journey, we headed towards the waiting room. All of us place our bag and baggage together (me too stacked my trolley-bag and roof sack). Few of them take out their bedsheets and we sat in groups(as almost all seats were already occupied). I was in a group of four : Me , Bani , Shamita and Sanny. We interacted on topics of studies, family, hobbies, traveling, boyfriends/girlfriends (thankfully at that time all of us were “Single and Ready to Mingle”, except sanny who pretended to be single). In such a miniscule time we tattled so much. This wasn’t because of any time-machine. But our Indian railways facilitated us doing that (a two hour delay in both the trains). Bagh Express, through which me and Shamita were going and Vibhuti Express carrying Bani and  Sanny. I had always repented not being a Patnawaasi (inhabitant of Patna).

            As I wasn’t that close to Bani. So, we hadn’t interacted much. Both of us kept on blushing and looking towards each other. But when it comes to talking, i felt comfortable with shamita and she with Sanny. But just within a few minutes of giving rest to my butts on her bed-sheet, Bani asked me to do a favour in an ordering voice.

           “Tulz, take my cell and put it on charge”, I hate such kinda dominting attitude. Various thoughts started hammering my mind. ‘Why she is ordering?’, ‘Can’t she ask politely?’, ‘Why me? When it comes to talking, then she prefers Sanny and when any favour then Tulz’ , ‘Can’t she walk on her own foot and put it on charge herself?’ and blah blah.

            “Okayyy” , I responded in a deepen manly voice.

           That time I wasn’t knowing that her voice and way of speaking is by Default like that. It wasn’t intended for hurting anyone or ordering anybody. But in reality, she was so Sweet deep inside the heart that the Sweetest Sucrose must have felt urge to call Bani for borrowing her chemical properties.

           Train arrived around 10:00 pm. All of us departed greeting 'goodbyes' and 'happy journey'. Me too greeted everyone except Bani and she too didn’t even bothered to do so. Ego problem was playing games. I slept throughout the journey. After reaching home, it was a feel good from inside. Mom cared a lot, throughout the vacation.

              Vacations always seem to be of negligible time period, whether its for a week or a month or two. But in that short span of puja time, I enjoyed a lot. After all home is home.

Purity of Heart can demolish all Crimes

Class had already commenced. Both of us were tardy on the very first day.

         “Might I c..c..come in sirrr?” , yogi bumbled. As if he was about to cum.

An old man with a gentleman-type personality and gelled white hairs. His body language was a 25-year old type. A quondam man who was young from inside, without any spectacles and posture was straight. On the left corner of the black board it was written, S.K.B. Physics. He gazed at both of us, as if we are just coming after snogging her daughter.

         “Yes come in…. Listen class! from the very next day, this door will be closed after sharp 10:30” , he roared at the class.

         Thanks mamma (not Thanks God), I said to myself as I do not believe in god and his so called powers. I just can’t even think that if nothing is working our way, then god will somehow help us. I have got a single theory, The Tulz’s Theory of life, Karma Karo (do your work) with a pure heart and full dedication. Then noone can stop you from achieving success and peace of mind. If you lag behind in either of my two principles. Then your living is worthless. According to me, after 18-19 years of age , we humans are grown up enough (physically and mentally) to judge what is wrong and what is right. Almost everything is visible and graspable to us. One who is doing crimes whether a murder, rape, theft, forgery etc , they too know whatever they are doing is a wrong. But still they are intentionally doing the same.

Let me demonstrate my opinion regarding the crimes, their causes and solutions respectively:-

MURDER

This is done for enormous reasons.

1) One likes to kill people (a psycho).

2) Killing for money (professional killers).

3) For taking revenge.

4) For spreading terror.

5) Conquering a particular region.

6) By mistake (trying to kill someone, but planted a bomb to do the same leading to loss of several other innocent lives).

7) Female foeticide. (most of them are just in hunger for male child).

Solution:

1) These psycho killers should be either send to rehabilitation center or simply sentenced to death.

2) One should involve himself/herself in positive works. Why to kill people for money? Everyone has to die one day. Not a single person can take money with himself/herself after death. So, lead a happy, peaceful and fruitful life. Stay happy and keep others too. (Improper educations, illiteracy, lack of humanism are its main cause. Noone is inborn murderer. Our education system and care-takers must focus on humanism from the very beginning of our school days). Rather to fight for acquiring the government in one’s hand (politics), our leaders should work together for a peaceful and beautiful world.

3) If there will be no crime, then there won’t be any question of taking revenge.

4) Why terror? I don’t understand why people spread terror for land, money & community. I have two questions for the terrorists:

         (a) Can’t we live, treating the whole planet (the EARTH) as our country, our state, our city, our town, our village, our house? What will you do after occupying a particular area or even after occupying the whole world?

         (b) Can’t we have HUMANISM as a single religion? Rather than worshipping several religions (why praying to god who is not visible? And killing the one who is lively).

5) Whenever i come to know about female foeticide, I fell very ashamed of living in this cosmos. Can you imagine a world without a mother? Don’t you people realize that we are in this world just because of them only?

  

RAPE

 This is done for a single reason. Physical satisfaction!! In a vernacular language “Sexual intercourse”.

Solution:

Disciplined Culture. Everything has a proper time and a proper way. This point of mine must be acquainted in everyone’s mind.

A question for rapists:

Irrespective of this fact that sexual intercourse provides an intense non-comparable pleasure. Can you imagine why not everyone is involved in rape or premarital sex?

I tell you the answer; this is their culture, the way one is brought up. The teaching of one’s parents, guardians and teachers. So we need to work out accordingly and spread didactics regarding this fact to our fellows, to our juniors-seniors & ofcourse to our coming generation. A person is not great by how modern he/she is or their frankness. But only by the fact how cultured he/she is.

THEFT, FORGERY etc

Just to acquire other’s money in short span of time by wrong means. In short, Quick Earning.

Solution:

Think of doing(achieving) the things with a pure heart and full dedication (The Tulz’s theory of life) and follow the above two crime’s solutions.

A line to the thieves or forgery men

The amount of brain and labour you use in planning the whole loot or forgery. Apply the same in doing some good works, in studies or any social work. Then the satisfaction and peace of mind you will achieve, that will definitely be infinite times larger than what you can earn or acquire through wrong means.

       “Thank you sir”, both of us searched a vacant seat and sat down.

       After taking a seat and recapitulating the spectless old man’s instructions, I giggled. Because if his face would have been confronting mine (rather then facing towards the class), then I must have been blown away atleast 20 meters behind. Such was his roaring power.

        Lecture restarted and similar to my school days, I started searching my life-partner among all the fourteen I.T. gals (whenever the old man faces the blackboard). One, two, three, four….my eyes got struck at the forth one.

        “Who’s that gal?”, I uttered automatically.

        “She is Bani.”, a reply from behind. I didn’t bother who the hell responded.

        She appeared to be a simple, sweet, a bit shy, serious and most significantly a decent kind of girl. I always go for hot chicks swanking every possible curve. But today a miracle was happening in Tulz’s hip-hop life. Don’t know why, but my eyes got collided with this kind of unseen, unimagined simplicity. Might be the case that my destiny was playing some kinda role….


Again I continued five, six……………thirteen, fourteen.

Together in both Clean & Filthy circumstances

Here comes my first day to hostel. I was half nervous and half delirious. I was with my cousin brother, which made me feel as if i am covered by some protective shield ( had heard alot about ragging at college. So needed plenty of protection). Both of us moved inside the APC Hostel. I was the first entrant to the hostel. Hence, as soon as i entered 101(the room i was allotted). I was shocked looking-up its scenario. Walls were drastically painted, having patches of cements everywhere, Ceiling full of spidermen(spider-webs), Door was leaning by few rusty screws, as if a hard push could demolish its existence in seconds, Windows were providing good amount of cooling effect just because almost all its glasses were broken or cracked, Bed produced a churning sound when i sat on it, Fan's speed could be faster if someone had rotated its blades using hands, Floor was full of dust. After watching all those stuffs i went to the toilet for loo. It was so stinky that all that was about to come out downwards came through my mouth in a puking manner.

             I am the only son of my sweet and caring parents. I was brought up in a very decent way, having all the required facilities, nothing less nothing more. Everything was optimum for a healthy and wealthy child. The maid used to come daily and washed all the dirt. Floor was marbled ,Vacuum cleaner created a vacuum of webs on the ceiling and central A/C was so soothing during summers. HALT - Why am i ejecting all these useless stuffs???

Because this was the reason why i found APC Hostel really inhuman. But later on i got habituated with it, nevertheless i always kept my belongings neat and clean. Cleanliness is an inbuilt characteristic of Tulz.

         The hostel sounded so grimed and was 'father on dirt'. Still i started liking it alot just within a month's stay over there. I liked to be with others, making very few and new friends, fighting with others for going into neatest lavatory, Bitching about seniors and feeling glad doing that, Going to the mess to the earliest and having the first meal. But during this very meal thing i got a competitor Anil. Anil was the only one who was able to reach before i do. Like me, he too followed "Early to Bed and Early to Rise" kind of boy.

He was a little bit my-type of guy staying in 103 with Shankar and HBO. 102 is where my best buddy sanny resides, but we rarely had exchange of words during the first 2-3 months. Oh-Shit, While illustrating these messy incidents i forgot to introduce my room-mates : Raju, Krish and Dhaneshwar. I met Raju on the very first day to my hostel. He sounded very quite and a lethargic kind of boy. Krish was really dreadful, and the credit goes to his don-type moustache. Dhaneshwar was the higher secondary topper of Bihar, a man full of knowledge and thesis. This was like a complete mismatch. Four people having their thoughts and nature in four different directions. Still unlike other room-members we managed to live peacefully and later became good friends...

My First Blog

Hello World,

This is Saurabh kumar. April 11, 2010 is gone and i am 22+ now.

Today, i am just jotting down few aspects of my life nonchalantly. I am a boy , rather i am a man of rules. Don't get perplexed by the saying. I mean, i create my own rules(mostly strict and disciplined) in life and follow them. Hardly a dozen of people till date, who know me and whom i can better call as my best buddies. They know me , they had experienced me and can define me duly. Rest people get confused regarding me and my nature. Some think me dumb, few take me as flaunting and rest as someone non-approachable. But from heart, i am a simple guy who wants to live a life in a disciplined and positive way. I don't have anything evil against anyone. Previously i wanted to lead a life of innocence and cuteness. But this cosmos had different varieties of people all around. If one wants to make this world errorfree rather errorless, then he had to mold himself according to it. Now you people must be getting bored. From the next day, i will put down the interesting, happening and lively stuffs of my life. I am not that boring, i told you naa. The more you know me, the more you get me right like my best buddies.....

Good Night !!