When I had no concept of sacrifice
I learned from two people
Who gave up much for their children
My father
My mother
When I had no idea about commitment
I observed two people
Who are dedicated to each other
And to their children
My father
My mother
When I had no understanding about honor
I heard the words of two people
Whose hearts are pure
My father
My mother
When I wasn't sure that truth is always best
I watched two people
Whose integrity is beyond question
My father
My mother
When I could not have cared less
About the meaning of life
Two people showed me the way
My father
My mother
When I first comprehended love
I recognized it because two people
Were loving to each other
And to their children
My father
My mother
Today
When I muse on
Loving life models
I need look no further than two people
My father
My mother
Monday, July 19, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Bhenghal 2 the RESCUE!!!
1. Blady war on our boarder,Sons of Bengal bheel crush these hoarders. All join CRP and Army,Bugger Chinese must flee.
2. Recruiting offishsars taking names,Whife say Bholanath don't be shamed,Put your name on top of the least,Phor phree clothing and phresh pheesh.
3. To the depoh all are sent,Banerjees, Choudhurys all did went,Debs, Deys, Duttas and Das,Shaking posterior with big arse.
4. Guptos, Ghosh, Guhas and Mondols,Looking like many dhobi bundles,Mookherjees, Chatterjees, Mazumdars and Mitters,Grinding tooths for hurt (heart) is bitter.
5. Shum-one is shouting tarn to right,Phor medical exam and eyeshight.Doctor is telling undress phull,But I am feeling blady phool.
6. Doctor putting tape around chest,Breathe in and out and dam the rest.Myself feeling bhery sai (shy),Doctor is pheeling near thigh.
7. Now for khaki clothing go,I am rushing but dhuti tore.Pushing, heaving, jostling and banging,But I pheel something is hanging.
8. Clothes not criteria, not to worry,Bholanath Sen nebher pheel sorry.Phor Sons of Bengal least care,Any dam cloth we bhere.
9. Donning bush coat and khaki pant,Boots and belt with cap on Cantt.I am looking jolly swank,Surely I wheel gate offishsars rank.
10. Shum-one shouting 'at-tention',But how to fight without gun,Now offishshar shouting phall in quick,Jumping, gibing blady kick.
11. Marching smirtly in jauntless phasion,Bengal's hurt (heart) is barning with passion.
Gibe us guns and habe compassion,We can't fight in nonsense phasion.
12. News is comming bhery grabe,Whife says Bholanath be brabe.Shosur and Shashuree shitting tight,Why phor are they getting phright.
13. NEFA area we must defend,Bengal heroes to the end.Nebher mind cease-phire planed,
We will phight with chata in hand.
14. Asham border getting hotter,What I care for whife and daughter.
Chinese buggers I will slaughter,Oh by God I am passing water.
15. Chinese buggers all good fighters,Sons of Bengal mostly writers.
Let the jawans phight with knibes,We are palaoing to our whifes.
16. Whife is telling Bholanath be bold,So I am gibbing all her gold.
Market prices bhery phunny,Raaskel buggers are making money.
17. People gibbing a lot of guph,Communist being rounded uph.
They are telling going to go,Yes, I telling but hurt (heart) saying no.
18. When I hear the bugle call,I will eat my macher-jhoal.
Like true Son of Bengal I palao,Clutching dhuti, kombol and all.
19. Chinese buggers comming whild, I am hide with behind high. They are gibbing battle cry, While I pray for Kali Mai.
20. Now I am asking all of you, Hindus, Muslims,Sikhs and Anglos too. Pray Chinese do not come, Phor all will die weeth bullet in bum.
2. Recruiting offishsars taking names,Whife say Bholanath don't be shamed,Put your name on top of the least,Phor phree clothing and phresh pheesh.
3. To the depoh all are sent,Banerjees, Choudhurys all did went,Debs, Deys, Duttas and Das,Shaking posterior with big arse.
4. Guptos, Ghosh, Guhas and Mondols,Looking like many dhobi bundles,Mookherjees, Chatterjees, Mazumdars and Mitters,Grinding tooths for hurt (heart) is bitter.
5. Shum-one is shouting tarn to right,Phor medical exam and eyeshight.Doctor is telling undress phull,But I am feeling blady phool.
6. Doctor putting tape around chest,Breathe in and out and dam the rest.Myself feeling bhery sai (shy),Doctor is pheeling near thigh.
7. Now for khaki clothing go,I am rushing but dhuti tore.Pushing, heaving, jostling and banging,But I pheel something is hanging.
8. Clothes not criteria, not to worry,Bholanath Sen nebher pheel sorry.Phor Sons of Bengal least care,Any dam cloth we bhere.
9. Donning bush coat and khaki pant,Boots and belt with cap on Cantt.I am looking jolly swank,Surely I wheel gate offishsars rank.
10. Shum-one shouting 'at-tention',But how to fight without gun,Now offishshar shouting phall in quick,Jumping, gibing blady kick.
11. Marching smirtly in jauntless phasion,Bengal's hurt (heart) is barning with passion.
Gibe us guns and habe compassion,We can't fight in nonsense phasion.
12. News is comming bhery grabe,Whife says Bholanath be brabe.Shosur and Shashuree shitting tight,Why phor are they getting phright.
13. NEFA area we must defend,Bengal heroes to the end.Nebher mind cease-phire planed,
We will phight with chata in hand.
14. Asham border getting hotter,What I care for whife and daughter.
Chinese buggers I will slaughter,Oh by God I am passing water.
15. Chinese buggers all good fighters,Sons of Bengal mostly writers.
Let the jawans phight with knibes,We are palaoing to our whifes.
16. Whife is telling Bholanath be bold,So I am gibbing all her gold.
Market prices bhery phunny,Raaskel buggers are making money.
17. People gibbing a lot of guph,Communist being rounded uph.
They are telling going to go,Yes, I telling but hurt (heart) saying no.
18. When I hear the bugle call,I will eat my macher-jhoal.
Like true Son of Bengal I palao,Clutching dhuti, kombol and all.
19. Chinese buggers comming whild, I am hide with behind high. They are gibbing battle cry, While I pray for Kali Mai.
20. Now I am asking all of you, Hindus, Muslims,Sikhs and Anglos too. Pray Chinese do not come, Phor all will die weeth bullet in bum.

What do you call a Bengali who takes bribe?
Mr. Goosh.
What did one Bengali voyeur ask another? Keyhollo.
What do you call a bong who talks a lot, sometimes without making sense?
Mr. Chatterjee.
An angry Bengali letter?
Chitti-chitti Bong Bong
A talkative Bengali?
Bulbul Chatterjee
An outlawed Bengali?
Kanoon Banerjee
A Bengali who works?
A work of fiction
A stupid Bengali girl?
Balika Buddhu
A Bengali marriage?
Bedding
A mad Bengali?
In Sen
A dark Bengali who lives in a cave?
Kalidas Guha
A Bengali mobster?
Robin Ganguli
A perfumed Bengali?
Chandan Dass
A Bengali goldsmith?
Shonar Bongla
What's bigger than the state of Bengal?
The Bay of Bengal
What's common between Bengalis and sperms?
Only 1 in a million works
When does a Bengali sound like a dog?
When he says wow(Bow)
Who is a burping Bong?
Mukhopadhaya
What do you call a Bengali who doesn t eat fish?
Ahilsa
What do you call an outlawed Bengali?
Bonduk Bannerjee.
When does the Bengali sound like a dog?
When he bharks (works).
How does the Bong learn the alphabet?
for Orange, B for Bhegetable....
How does a Bong relax in the evening?
He goes to the Howrah Breez to get some Brij.
What does the Bong do first in the morning?
After baking up from hees slip, he removes the bed-shit.
What does a kolkatan who has a lot of time do? And what does a hurrying Kolkatan do?
The one with a lot of time takes some public transport(bus/tram). The Kolkatan in a hurry would walk.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
What would i say..??

"I have something to tell you today,
So please just listen to what I have to say.
This is so very hard,
Like walking on shards.
Yes, I'm afraid,
But my courage is finally made.
It'll take a little while,
But for you, I'd walk a mile.
The truth is, I love you;
Will you love me, too?
I've waited forever,
For I want you as my lover.
It wasn`t love at first sight,
Couldn't be measured by any height.
You are my one and only,
Without you, my life is lonely.
You are a flying angel with beautiful wings,
When I see you, my heart sings.
Without you, I don't think I could live,
But love is all that I can give.
Your love is a gift from heaven,
Your heart is my haven.
All I want is you,
But now I feel like a fool,
But the signal you send,
Leaves me so very clueless,
It's making me so restless.
So, I wish you were mine,
if not, that's fine.
No, wait, no, no it's not,
You'd never believe how hard I fought,
Just for your attention,
Is what I'd like to mention.
You hold the key to my heart,
And I've loved you from the very start."
Yeah, that's what I'd say,
Maybe I'll get the courage to tell you someday!!!!.
fEeliNgS....

Your words vibrate through my soul
Awakenings and racing thoughts on the go
My heart has been hit
You need to know
My friends flash warnings
Love and concern casts their doubts
How could I know
They steer me away
In the shadows I stay
Not letting go
My mind has lost control
I just don't know Ulterior motives
Player on the move
All possibilities
What do I have to lose
I voice my fears
Heart already shakes and quivers
You listen and feel
"Patience" my heart reveals
I'm scared
I'm excited
I'm anxious
I'm delighted
Emotions unlocked
I let you in
Feelings enhanced
There's no return
Your words sing to me
Time soars by
I'm entranced by you
Pure laughter and joy
I feel a great loss
When we're unable to talk
I can never get enough
You've become a part of me
I follow my heart
It's all I can do
Time will tell If my love is true
"Patience" my heart says
Patient I will be
Shutting out
The voices surrounding me
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Bolt from the Blue!!!
this i`m writing to let everyone know that such a creature does exist in times such as these...
the name of that creature i`ll disclose later.
one of my childhood pals...loose from both ends i always thought about him...made very little sense that i thought whenever he said anything....was always full of insane ideas...still is...but whenever he says anything..we feel like doing it as if it were a holy gospel....kind-hearted ,may be i`m stretching it a bit too far.....that`s Akaash- A Bolt from the Blue!!!
coming soon- his secrets on this blog....!!!keep following!!
the name of that creature i`ll disclose later.
one of my childhood pals...loose from both ends i always thought about him...made very little sense that i thought whenever he said anything....was always full of insane ideas...still is...but whenever he says anything..we feel like doing it as if it were a holy gospel....kind-hearted ,may be i`m stretching it a bit too far.....that`s Akaash- A Bolt from the Blue!!!
coming soon- his secrets on this blog....!!!keep following!!
Extraaa Tamasha...
Ever since the ipl auctions last week, some section of humanity, have it seems found that elusive ambrosia but for which they would have been lurking in some part of hades world by now...
First came the auction followed by the most ridiculous reaction by the so called aggrieved parties..nay pakis...
But here i`ll first begin my rhetoric(bcos anything involving india and pakistan has to have it!!) by asking a few questions about the loyalty of pak sympathisers who by sheer bad luck(bad luck for us Indians i.e) couldn`t catch the train to pakiland.
Only tonight i heard the reaction of the Home Minister of India who said that the whole event was disrespectful to cricket?
Prior to that, it was the so called Baadshah of Bollywood who demanded more respect for his fellow pakimen.
And the usual reaction of pakis across our western border...
What baffles me most is" how could so many people suffer from LONG TERM MEMORY LOSS simultaneously?"
Have they forgot that the "i" in the "IPL" stands for INDIAN and not Idiots.
That IPL is an indian entity wholly owned by indians and not those Goddamned Pakistanis.
If as some people allege that there has been a conspiracy to humiliate the pakis at a world stage..then i would like to ask what took us so long to hatch this conspiracy?
We owe the pakis nothing except an obligation to nuke them and put an end to these terrorist acts that those god forbidden people enact all over the world.
Singers,musicians,artistes,cricketers et al from that part of the most filthy land owe an awful lot of gratitude to us Indians, if nothing else!!
Shameless creatures like Adnan Sami, Atif Aslam ...i`m amazed at their audacity that they still have the guts to say that they want to work in india and rake in the moolah just in the guise of increasing people to people contact...
And after the auction, that cousin of a terrorist, Afridi was cribbing about how the auction had made a mockery of pakiland??
"Arrey atankwadi ke bhai, beizzati un logon ki hoti hai jinki koi izzat ho? aap kab se izzatdar ban gaye??"
Now to the champions of justice on our land...
Mr. Gaurav Kalra if you had only compassion and nothing more for those people who have suffered for more than two decades of pak sponsored terrorism and the victims of 26/11 and so many other terrorist incidents you would not have had the face for championing the cause of paki cricketers.
We let their people to come to our country and earn millions which upon returning home is used to bomb our own people.
Mr. Baadshah..well his team of KKR resembled a paki delegation anyway..and chidambaram has the congress votebank to take care of..so the less said about these two individuals the better...
At the cost of sounding extremely vile to the readers who i know will only be my friends..if at all there will be any....i would like to ask everyone to JUST IMAGINE THE WORLD WITHOUT PAKISTAN...!!!...i should better be on my guard coz i never know wherefrom a bomb would be heading towards me!!!
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