"Wake up, wake up it's a brand new day"- that's my alarm ringtone that blares at full volume every morning at 8am. It is just so depressing to hear this. End of sleep, go to work that's what the brain keeps shouting. Me on the other hand feel like staying on bed for another good fifteen minutes. But eventually I wake up to go to work. Somedays, I just dont wake up and am late. I feel anxious at first as to what the boss is going to say if I'm 1 hour late but trust me the lazy weekdays are the best. Makes you come alive and feel more optimistic.
Let me come to the main point here. Simply put in words is that I just love to sleep. There's no better thing than taking a good old nap. No worries no tension, just lay back and doze off. I think people who can sleep a lot are more happy than who sleep less. I can sleep whenever I want- be it day, night, afternoon.
Life has so many facets and dimension and what do we keep doing? Keep running to work and keep jamming our heads with profits and losses. Take a seat! Relax! Have a few days off and live the lazy life. There's no better way to unwind.
I dream of having a house in the hills with nothing to do but write and watch nature, listen to classical music and oh yes take naps. Live the lazy life. It's important in today's world. Give some time for the world to heal itself and stop that damn car engine.
The lazy life beckons me.
Goodbye folks. Signing off to take a nice nap.
Happy napping!
Sunday, 1 May 2016
The lazy life
Sunday, 20 December 2015
Chelsea bid adieu to Jose Mourinho
Jose Mourinho- a manager of immense talent, acute mind and a never say die attitude was sacked by Chelsea Football Club for the second time after a disastrous start just 5months since winning the Premier League title. Chelsea have lost 9 of their 16 matches under Jose this season and lying 1point above relegation. In Chelsea's 110 years he is the most successful
manager with 3 Premier League titles, 3 League Cups, 1 FA Cup and 1
Community Shield. Before the start of the 2015-16 season Jose managed 98 matches at Stamford Bridge losing only one match.
What prompted Jose's sacking?
The results and controversies this season are enough to sack any manager in any of Europe's top flight clubs but Jose-'The Special One'- is not the commonwealth. His brilliant ability to read games and the way he makes his team play especially those 'big' matches are something everyone respects and adores him for. His record speaks for itself.
Jose's sacking has to do with a number of factors the most obvious is Chelsea's awful campaign so far. His bad habit of getting involved with match officials, staff members of the team as well as the players and owners are well known. This time around it was a combination of these factors which led to his demise.
The loss at the hands of Leichester City started the avalanche when Jose said his players betrayed him. It looked likely that the end was near and within a couple of days on 17th December 2015 he was relieved of his duties at Chelsea.
What next for Chelsea?
Gus Hiddink has been appointed as the interim manager till end of season after that perhaps Chelsea will be trying to rope in the likes of Pep Guardiola or Diego Simeone the latter being the most favoured to get the job. But after the horrible stint with the Holland national team it will be a real challenge for Gus Hiddink especially at his age to tackle the ups and downs of the English Premier league.
The Squad
Looks pretty good up front with midfield players of the ranks of Pedro, Hazard, Oscar, Willian, Fabregas Matic and Ramires Chelsea have lot of options with Loftus-Cheek on the bench. Cesc Fabregas should be given a more attcking role and played upfront so that he can orchestrate the Chelsea attack. Oscar could be a key player though he often looks out of touch but the Brazilian does have that X-factor. Hazard is one of the best players in the Premier league and the Player of the Season should be back to his best soon. Diego Costa needs to fire if Chelsea has to have any chance of progressing in the Champions League or climb up the League table. Chelsea's defence looks fragile and they need a good center back next season.
After watching the first match without Mourinho at the helm, against Sunderland- a team currently fighting its own problems at the bottom of the table- Chelsea players looked a rejuvenated lot. Oscar was the best player on the pitch for Chelsea having good support from Pedro and Willian. Chelsea won comfortably 3-1. The majority of fans chanted "Jose" for most periods of the match and booed off Fabregas and Costa when they were substituted.
Jose Mourinho a manager with 'Special' qualities and vibrance which only he can bring would be missed sorely at Chelsea FC and if he does depart England would be a great loss for English Premier League as a whole. He is rumoured to join Real Madrid next season or might be given the top job at Manchester United after repeated failures by Van Gaal reently loosing to promoted AFC Bournemouth, Norwich City and getting knocked out of the first round of the Champions League.
Jose Mourinho's dream run as manager has come to an end but still commands respect as one of the world's finest and tactically sound managers. Thank you Jose for all that you have done for this club!
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The astounding record of Mourinho before this season |
What prompted Jose's sacking?
The results and controversies this season are enough to sack any manager in any of Europe's top flight clubs but Jose-'The Special One'- is not the commonwealth. His brilliant ability to read games and the way he makes his team play especially those 'big' matches are something everyone respects and adores him for. His record speaks for itself.
Jose's sacking has to do with a number of factors the most obvious is Chelsea's awful campaign so far. His bad habit of getting involved with match officials, staff members of the team as well as the players and owners are well known. This time around it was a combination of these factors which led to his demise.
The loss at the hands of Leichester City started the avalanche when Jose said his players betrayed him. It looked likely that the end was near and within a couple of days on 17th December 2015 he was relieved of his duties at Chelsea.
What next for Chelsea?
Gus Hiddink has been appointed as the interim manager till end of season after that perhaps Chelsea will be trying to rope in the likes of Pep Guardiola or Diego Simeone the latter being the most favoured to get the job. But after the horrible stint with the Holland national team it will be a real challenge for Gus Hiddink especially at his age to tackle the ups and downs of the English Premier league.
The Squad
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Chelsea players celebrate their win over Sunderland |
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Chelsea Fans remaining loyal to their manager even after his exit |
Jose Mourinho's dream run as manager has come to an end but still commands respect as one of the world's finest and tactically sound managers. Thank you Jose for all that you have done for this club!
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Chelsea's Best manager in 110 years |
Tuesday, 29 September 2015
Dreams
All of us have dreamt multiple times in our lives- some are vivid, some are vague and most are forgotten the moment we wake up. We dream almost everyday but not always can recall the dream when we wake up.
Lets just have a brief idea about what is a dream in scientific terms--

Many psychologists believe that these are thoughts in the sub-concious region of our brain which are manifested in our sleep as dreams.
In spite of our attempts to demystify the phenomenon of dreaming, human beings simply have not yet come close to answering the question “Why do we dream?” According to Jim Pagel, MD, Director of the Sleep Disorders Center of Southern Colorado, "If dreaming has an actual function, it really supports why we spend a third of our lives sleeping." For now, we will have to be content with simply enjoying the show our brain puts on for us each night.
Though scientists say that dreams are a manifestation of our inner-most thoughts, I feel that may it is something entirely different.
What if I say that a dream might be a portal to an alternate universe?
May be in our dreams we are projected through some dimension (still unknown to man) to some other spatial frame, where we see different versions of us. If you notice carefully, you would recognise that we never see our face in our dreams. Isn't that strange? Of the billions of dream all humans have each day not a single can picture one's own face . The probable reason might be that our soul can't be seen. When we are travelling in our dream its not our human self but the soul that's taking us on the ride!
I have various weird dreams often and luckily whenever I sleep I dream. It's like an adventure everyday.
The scientific truth is not known and I don't know when our dreams can be understood fully!
But I know that Dreams do hold a more powerful meaning and purpose than we realise.
May be someday it will be proved that dreams can be used as a portal though it might seem far fetched and absurd but who knows what the future will reveal!
So keep dreaming!
As Edgar Allan Poe had said:
May be in our dreams we are projected through some dimension (still unknown to man) to some other spatial frame, where we see different versions of us. If you notice carefully, you would recognise that we never see our face in our dreams. Isn't that strange? Of the billions of dream all humans have each day not a single can picture one's own face . The probable reason might be that our soul can't be seen. When we are travelling in our dream its not our human self but the soul that's taking us on the ride!
I have various weird dreams often and luckily whenever I sleep I dream. It's like an adventure everyday.
The scientific truth is not known and I don't know when our dreams can be understood fully!
But I know that Dreams do hold a more powerful meaning and purpose than we realise.
May be someday it will be proved that dreams can be used as a portal though it might seem far fetched and absurd but who knows what the future will reveal!
So keep dreaming!
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Dream: Portal to another Universe! |
As Edgar Allan Poe had said:
"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream."
Sunday, 27 September 2015
The Accordion Maestro - An enchanting evening with Mirco Patarini
It was a friday evening and luckily a public holiday. My sister and I dropped by the prestigious Sandre Hall where the renowned Italian accordionist Mirco Patarini was performing.
The accordion is a free reed instrument. Its reeds are classified into treble and bass reeds. They are made to vibrate by air coming from a bellows that is operated by hand. The accordion has traditionally been used to perform folk, popular music, and transcriptions from the operatic and light-classical music repertoire.
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Hohner Accordion Source: furtadosonline.com |
Mr. Mirco played a string of beautiful pieces, bewildering the audience with his deft touches and exquisite fluency.
The Capriccio no. 24 composed by Niccolo Paganini was wonderful, as were the Finale dalla sonata III composed by Vladislav Zolotarjow, Cocerto Rondo composed by Nikolay Tschaikin, Volo del Calabrone II composed by Nikolay Rimsky-Korsakov and the Don Rhapsodie by Viacheslav Semjonov.
The Polkas that Mr. Mirco effortlessly played were fantastic, mesmerising us and sweeping us through time and space as if we were part of a festival in an European town. The rhythm and tempo were outstanding, it was after all a maestro at work. The penultimate piece was the famous "Bumblebee" which made the audience tap their feet.
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Maestro at work! (Picture courtesy: The Calcutta School of Music) |
The evening which Mirco Patarini gifted us, courtesy of Calcutta School of Music, was something the audience would cherish for a long time. The rich bass and the numerous chords of the accordion is not something Kolkatans get to experience everyday, so it was all the more special.
As the performance came to an end with a loud round of applause we headed back home with the enchanting evening engraved in our memory and with a spring in our steps.
Thursday, 6 August 2015
The "Educated" in India: A short article.
At an interview room in an well reputed institute in India, ten candidates have come to attend an interview for a project having a single seat. All of these candidates have a first class master's degree in geology or a related branch.
The interview board consists of renowned professors who would be having a discussion with the candidates and select as per their performance (at least that's what all they officially say!).
All had mediocre interviews as none except one took longer than 10 minutes at the interview board.
The one who had a longer and tougher interview was not from the same institution and had to answer lots of questions which he successfully answered to everyone's satisfaction.
At the end of the session the candidate who gave the best interview was feeling pretty good about his chances of getting selected. After sitting at home for almost 12 months a ray of hope had emerged again.
But alas it was cut short! One of the candidates revealed blatantly that he had already spoken to the professor in charge and was sure to get the project after a nice interactive session at the interview which lasted little more than five minutes where he was asked about his family condition and whether he would stay and do the project. On the otherhand the candidate who was asked more than 20 questions pertaining to the topic of the project and who answered more or less to their satisfaction was standing dumb struck as to what could he have possibly done wrong!
The results were out and as expected the guy who had a seven minute interview and a pre-interview talk with the prof. was selected ahead of the guy who gave the better interview.
Well that's just one story folks! But this what happens in most educational institutes including the most prestigious ones in our country, India.
If an educated, Phd. and what not degree holder, professor cannot be fair in his selection how can we expect an illiterate to be fair in his judgement? Is it not expecting a lot ?
Food for thought for all the so called "educated"!
The interview board consists of renowned professors who would be having a discussion with the candidates and select as per their performance (at least that's what all they officially say!).
All had mediocre interviews as none except one took longer than 10 minutes at the interview board.
The one who had a longer and tougher interview was not from the same institution and had to answer lots of questions which he successfully answered to everyone's satisfaction.
At the end of the session the candidate who gave the best interview was feeling pretty good about his chances of getting selected. After sitting at home for almost 12 months a ray of hope had emerged again.
But alas it was cut short! One of the candidates revealed blatantly that he had already spoken to the professor in charge and was sure to get the project after a nice interactive session at the interview which lasted little more than five minutes where he was asked about his family condition and whether he would stay and do the project. On the otherhand the candidate who was asked more than 20 questions pertaining to the topic of the project and who answered more or less to their satisfaction was standing dumb struck as to what could he have possibly done wrong!
The results were out and as expected the guy who had a seven minute interview and a pre-interview talk with the prof. was selected ahead of the guy who gave the better interview.
Well that's just one story folks! But this what happens in most educational institutes including the most prestigious ones in our country, India.
If an educated, Phd. and what not degree holder, professor cannot be fair in his selection how can we expect an illiterate to be fair in his judgement? Is it not expecting a lot ?
Food for thought for all the so called "educated"!
Friday, 10 July 2015
The Rain
Its July, the monsoon has set in. The window panes are wet with rain, the citites are looking different and the villages seem to be taken over by nature turning every barren pasture with water or green.
Rain and romanticism go hand in hand. The cloudy sky hiding the sun and the constant water drops coming down, the rainy season is a concoction of sadness, loss, hope and love.
Its been raining cats and dogs for the past few days here in Bengal. I am at Mohanpur, a small town near Kalyani. At nature's lap the flora and fauna is at full swing in this suburban village. The frogs and crickets are singing all night long with hope and aspiration that they will find a mate. There's no doubt in their belief and the merriment and hope of their hearts is filled in the jungle behind my lodge.
Why can't we be like them? Why do we doubt ourselves? Well, take a leaf out of their book and believe in the goodness that is in this world and in ourselves.
Rain brings forth hope of better times and fills the earth with abundance.
The dreary weather brings back old memories. As Henry Longfellow has written:
"Be still sad heart, and cease repining;
Behind the clouds the sun is still shining;
Thy fate is the fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary."
As I sit near in my room with the rain falling down through the leaves and hitting the grass creating the music of life I remind myself that there is hope. As the rain paints a new portrait of the earth removing the withered and dry land, we should also keep our disappointments and pain in the background and move ahead and start afresh like the sprouts of grass and plants starting to emerge from the earth awakened by the rain.
As I sit near in my room with the rain falling down through the leaves and hitting the grass creating the music of life I remind myself that there is hope. As the rain paints a new portrait of the earth removing the withered and dry land, we should also keep our disappointments and pain in the background and move ahead and start afresh like the sprouts of grass and plants starting to emerge from the earth awakened by the rain.
As Walt Whitman had so beautifully said:
"And who art thou? said I to the soft-falling shower,
Which, strange to tell, gave me an answer, as here translated:
I am the Poem of Earth, said the voice of the rain,
Eternal I rise impalpable out of the land and the bottomless sea,
Upward to heaven, whence, vaguely form'd, altogether changed, and
yet the same,
I descend to lave the drouths, atomies, dust-layers of the globe,
And all that in them without me were seeds only, latent, unborn;
And forever, by day and night, I give back life to my own origin,
Dedicated to Paulo Coelho
Tuesday, 19 May 2015
The Great '8' Outing!
Plan initiation in Whatsapp group Bokbok.
8 members; utter confusion over availability of all its member on a given day.
Atlast it was decided after 500 odd whatsapp messages that the 8 members would meet at Mani Square at around 11:30 on Sunday the 17th May 2015.
As usual Mithi(my sister) and I was late by an hour but on my defense neither Jhumpa di nor Guddu (Jhumpa Di's brother) had arrived yet. On the 3rd floor of Mani Square, at the food court, waiting for the rest of the members were Titli, Jeet(Titli's brother) and 'Sir' Sunny. Papai was at the multiplex watching Madmax so he too hadn't joined the gang.
After an hour(2hours from the scheduled meeting time) all 8 were together after nearly an year or more!
The topic of discussion was whether Mr.Sunny would give us the "treat" for his placement. But as always Sunny kept churning one lame excuse after another, one of which was his company didn't pay the salary before the 19th of any month. We were determined to get the treat after great persuasion and Guddu's agreement that he would pay half the bill bent"Sir"Sunny's resolute resolve and he agreed, much to our amazement.
Then started another debate over the choice of the restaurant. The ladies wanted to travel to half way across the city to Rajarhat to have lunch and then visit Eco park. The men were not willing barring Mr. Sunny. After an hour's debate we finally went out of the mall, caught a bus, and went to Aminia, a restaurant serving Mughlai/Indian Cuisine.
We placed our orders and it took forever for the food to arrive. There was something wrong with the staff--they would bring half the food and bring the other half after a considerable time lag--be it the starter, main course or dessert!
Well after all the drama we finished lunch(you can call it dinner) at 5 in the evening.
The whether Gods were kind so after all the disagreements the 8 headed towards Eco park.
It was a cool place to hang out and all of us had a nice time taking photographs and selfies and chatting away long lost memories and obviously bullying Mr.Sunny without which the outing would be a disappointment.
After trodding around different themed gardens, neatly cobbled lanes, both soft and wet grass and witnessing a huge crowd of people around the lake it was decided to call it a day. Ofcourse not before we had gossip over the evening tea !
The meeting of the eight is not an usual affair which it once was. It carries great memories and moments which all of us hold very close to our hearts! The outing ended with the promise of another. It was a day well spent in the company of loved ones.
I hope the gang of 8 never splits and we can all decide on a day and venue atleast once in a year even after 30 years from now!
Cheers!
8 members; utter confusion over availability of all its member on a given day.
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waiting for the union! |
As usual Mithi(my sister) and I was late by an hour but on my defense neither Jhumpa di nor Guddu (Jhumpa Di's brother) had arrived yet. On the 3rd floor of Mani Square, at the food court, waiting for the rest of the members were Titli, Jeet(Titli's brother) and 'Sir' Sunny. Papai was at the multiplex watching Madmax so he too hadn't joined the gang.
After an hour(2hours from the scheduled meeting time) all 8 were together after nearly an year or more!
The topic of discussion was whether Mr.Sunny would give us the "treat" for his placement. But as always Sunny kept churning one lame excuse after another, one of which was his company didn't pay the salary before the 19th of any month. We were determined to get the treat after great persuasion and Guddu's agreement that he would pay half the bill bent"Sir"Sunny's resolute resolve and he agreed, much to our amazement.
Then started another debate over the choice of the restaurant. The ladies wanted to travel to half way across the city to Rajarhat to have lunch and then visit Eco park. The men were not willing barring Mr. Sunny. After an hour's debate we finally went out of the mall, caught a bus, and went to Aminia, a restaurant serving Mughlai/Indian Cuisine.
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At the restaurant, after much debate! |
Well after all the drama we finished lunch(you can call it dinner) at 5 in the evening.
The whether Gods were kind so after all the disagreements the 8 headed towards Eco park.
It was a cool place to hang out and all of us had a nice time taking photographs and selfies and chatting away long lost memories and obviously bullying Mr.Sunny without which the outing would be a disappointment.
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Having a laugh at Eco park |
The meeting of the eight is not an usual affair which it once was. It carries great memories and moments which all of us hold very close to our hearts! The outing ended with the promise of another. It was a day well spent in the company of loved ones.
I hope the gang of 8 never splits and we can all decide on a day and venue atleast once in a year even after 30 years from now!
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The crazy 8 moment! |
Cheers!
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