I feel..

Let the unborn be new born,

Let him decide,

What harm has he done?

To suffer for the mistakes that were once committed by you.

You cannot decide everything,

You cannot kill a life

Just for the sake of your happiness

Or rather ‘escapist’ mentality.

Why cure in a wrong way?

When you can prevent

Avoid contraception

Search Humanity!

For those who never got a chance

To see the light, to feel the world,

To love their would be loved ones

I feel, I feel, I feel.

(For those who have committed a ‘second mistake’ by forcing contraception and hence killing a life in the process.The title of this poem 'I feel' has been sarcastically used in resemblance with the popular emergency contraceptive pill 'I-Pill'.)

Please do us a favour our beloved JRB..

Dear Jose,

I am a big fan of yours as every other Mohun Bagan AC supporter is. You have been the savior of our team on many occasions. You have made us proud on numerous occasions. You have spelled doom for our rivals many a times. We owe a lot to you.

But of late, your form has been pretty ordinary. You have become more injury prone. But your dedication towards the game is still the same as it used to be. May be your age has been affecting you recently. You should know better. People have started criticizing you because of your poor form this season. Missing four penalties this season has become a big issue for the sports critics. Many believe that had you not missed that penalty against East Bengal in the Federation Cup semi finals on 31^st December, 2009 we would have gone on to win the trophy. They believe that it is high time u hang up your boots now! We cannot bear this. It is very painful to hear such criticisms against you.

Do us a favour one last time. Win us the ONGC I-League this year. Shut their mouths. Show that Barreto has not finished yet! We want that trophy desperately. One last time. One last request. We all know that Jose Ramirez Barreto (JRB) is our Almighty!

Yours,

Sudipta.

THE STORY BEHIND ‘PEG LAG’

The ‘sudden invention’ of this term happened approximately three months before when I along with my closest college friends visited SR’s (Shreyas’) place for an afternoon party! SR’s house was undergoing renovation then and the charge was lead by the head mistry Kazem.

The first to reach his college street house were me and Chamar (Judhajit) and then the others followed. Lassi (Niladri), Pata (Atanu),Shiva (Shib Shankar), Sumanta and Dental (Gaurabmoy) joined us.I still remember the bunch of grapes Shiva had bought from the Sealdah station. We were supposed to have them with the whisky! This party was solely organized by SR and all credit goes to him. He took the responsibility of preparing the chicken curry, the chapattis (50pcs.) and of course the superb green salad.

Soon the bottle of Antiquity arrived! The golden liquor looked as if it had been imprisoned in that bottle for ages and it desperately wanted to free itself. And then, the glasses arrived too.

I would like to share something unique. Among our friends, Chamar was the only one who never drank and Sumanta decided not to drink that day (as he could not come out of the previous night’s hangover by then). SR was serving us our pegs. The atmosphere was slowly changing!

When we drank, we followed certain rules. Everyone does. Firstly, everyone was given equal amount of liquor in their respective pegs and secondly, the next round of distribution of pegs will only start after everyone has actually finished with his previous one. The party went on. We played pranks on each other and made fun of ourselves. Pata was tortured the most and Lassi on rare occasions. Pata’s cell phone was even dipped in Antiquity by someone I don’t actually remember now. May be it was Lassi or SR. Chamar carried on sipping onto his Mazaa which Sumanta had brought for him. I was swearing at Dental as I always do! SR was the busiest of all as he was our host. We were having fun.

Then suddenly SR went out of the room leaving behind his half finished peg in the room. He had to go to check the progress of our food that was being prepared. It was nearly 15 minutes by then but he did not return. All of us had finished our pegs by then. Only SR’s one rested half filled on one corner of the bed. We waited and waited for him to return. It was getting really late. And finally Shiva broke the rule! He served us our next peg! May be we were becoming impatient and that was why he did so.

And at last SR returned with a fresh new plate of green salad. He was astonished to see that we were having our next round and smiled. He came and sat beside me. I think he never expected that this would happen. And to break the silence out of nowhere I said, ” SR tui 1ta peg lag khey gechis bhai!” Everyone started laughing hearing this. Students are accustomed with the term ‘ year lag’ but this was something unusual yet meaningful. My friends suggested me to put this up as my Orkut profile name. I did so and it still remains so!

So, this was the story behind my Orkut profile name being ‘PEG LAG’..

(I apologize to all my friends who have asked me the meaning of ‘peg lag’ but I avoided them saying that it is a long story. It really is a long story as you all can see now!)

NOW I KNOW THINGS UNKNOWN IN ME

Revenge tops my list, I never let anyone go who has done harm to me..

I am addicted to enthusiasm!

I firmly believe in the phrase, ”Let bygones be bygones..”

I live for the present, neither past nor future do I see ..

My only love is my Mom, friends follow thereafter,

I miss my school friends,

(Although my college mates have filled the gap to a large extent)

But I miss their pranks and laughter..!!

People like vodka with lime, but I prefer lime with vodka..

Because I have a weakness towards the FUEL that runs my stomach..

Cricket and Football are my life and I can die without them!

Passion and love of mine defines these two games.

I have a wise attitude towards girls!

They are human beings possessing ‘super human’ qualities..

If you know how to colour

Their mindset or the ‘other things’!

I enjoy my life to the fullest

As every other engineering student does.

Still, somewhere I stop to check my purse!

Realising that the hangover is still not over!

(A piece of scribbling that I eventually managed during my vacations before 6th semester)