Little snacks that fill me up in the evening... Mixture of everything.. Two piece of delicious vanilla flavored cake.. Made by my little sister Tarin, With some fish balls or whatever it is (yes it is also delicious) and a big fat cup of tea.. Sounds not that much but in the scale of pure pleasure it is out of the chart.. =P

Courtesy of my little blue bird..

Today she came here. In Syamoli.. She called me and asked me just to come down..

I just came home from MED and still a bit pissed off with the aftermath (yes it was like SIDR or Katrina or any other kaif/cyclone you can say) of yesterday. And today in the MED it was almost like a dead zone because we all are feeling really awful about last night. And not only that..Somehow the news licked out ( and we all know who was the culprit to do that) and the other students were also doing really funny things.. Like just staring at us. May be because we were acting as usual with Xitu. Lets not talk about that..

When i came down.. I saw that little blue bird holding something for me.. And I was like.. "Holy lord of Heavens.. Its Diya.. with Pringles in her hand. and it is for me". I walked to her like I'm hypnotized and she gave me the sweetest present.. Ohh diya.. what can i say to you.. Just for now.. Thanks a lot..(I started eating that instantly.. and now i realized that i do not have a decent courtesy..) I was feeling soo stupid and messed up..

She was looking like a little blue bird.. With the first sunshine starts singing.. She is my sunshine.. and all my sadness just faded away..

Lucky seven

We are seven..Or i have to say we were seven.

Time changes everything.. and now this kind of talking is very frequently in my blog. So i think it's getting pretty boring. But i don't have a choice. Its my "one shot blog" and i have to write what i feel everyday..

Today we all have a big fight with Xitu.. No no no.. the fight was not nearly anything physical. Its just some hard talking.. For like 4 hours.. About the.. No i should not talk this thing here.. because these is not only related with myself but also other 6 lives are involved too... But the thing i can say that the whole point of arguing was totally a stupid. Because Xitu will not respond by any kind of way..

I know this time my writing is like "what a bull crap it is..This dude do not have a clue what's he talking about.." May be it is this way.. Because i told you already I DO NOT WANT TO TALK about this.. ( and i really donno why I'm saying this here.. )

We are still seven. But donno how long.. I hope everything will be just as it was in the future..

Yes yes yes.. They are back.. My precious speakers. And I'm soo happy. It was 3 hell of a days and today i brought them back from BCS computer city. And they are like all new. Installed them and the first song i listened was "Here with out you" from 3 Doors Down..

"Everything I know,
and anywhere I go
it gets hard but it won’t take away my love
And when the last one falls,
when it’s all said and done
it get hard but it won’t take away my love"

It was the first program we organized in our MED in 2006. I can not remember the exact month or date. Actually I'm very good at remembering things.. There i performed a song from "Yaatri" called "Nupur".. ( thats a long story itself and lets save it for another day). After the program we jammed on the rooftop till the late night. And Thasin asked me to sing this song for her. But I couldn't because i did not know the chord progression then. After that i got the song right and long after that day i sang it to her. (and it was pretty terrible).

I really miss those days. When there were no grouping or stuffs like jealousy with in the students. Three years gone and a lot changed. And now when i walk on the ally of the canteen,i remember those days. The golden days they call them. Everyone's still here but they are busy all the time.. Or just pretending to be busy. Who know? But I'm happy.. because they are back.. And the sounds are too..

Sound..
Do you ever imagine living without it? I don't know about other people but lets talk about this..

Just last night both of my speakers went dead and left me in a soundless creepy world . It is a strange feeling because in my place the songs never stop. Around the day 24/7 (except when i sleep) the stereo is always on. Sometimes i want some smooth instrumental humming in the corner of my room before going to sleep.. And it goes over and over again all night long..Now I'm living with this darn Headphone. Though it can not match the surround sound effect it's serving me pretty well.

But the thing that stuck in my head is about the senses. What if someone is deft? He or she never have the pleasure to listen to the music. How boring then life can be?

that person is deft from the birth then i think it's not that bad comparing a person gone deft later. Because in the case of first person he doesn't know anything about sound and acclimatised himself with it from the beginning. But what happen if someone goes blank in the ear in his 30's or 40's..Life will be pretty much hard i think.. With out any song, with out the voice of this little daughter.. of with out the loving words from his....you know who...

I'm getting my speakers back tomorrow. And will be back on track again. Living with the music and making the life of our neighbors like hell again.. Till then