Me and my misadventures!!!

Well whenever it comes to me, somehow all adventures turn into misadventures......so whenever I use the term adventure for me.....be assured that it would be some kind of misadventure! Anyways, so let's come to the story.

The story goes back to this year's 'Navami', Durga Puja. Me along with my friends Pilu & Momo decided that we'd go out together for pandal-hopping like last year. So we had planned everything...like we 'd visit Badamtala Sangha,66 Palli n other pandals near Rashbehari and then after having lunch at Bachchan's Dhaba,we'd visit the other pandals near Behala and the rest. As planned,we had decided about meeting at Rashbehari crossing at 11 am and as usually we reached late (and mind you, I was first one to reach!). Then as planned we proceeded towards Badamtala. Just when we were going for our Lunch, suddenly I heard, naye actually felt something bubbling inside my stomach!.......Those who know me very well, they know I might be termed as female version of "Pelaram", a "Petroga" to the core! I usually survive on 'Imodium' - a medicine on these pathetic days.

Anyways, at that juncture I could very well understand what I needed at that moment,of course not any lunch.........but something else!I seriously did not know what to do...and I was feeling very embarrassed to express my real 'need' to my friends. So I thought that for a while I'd suppress my 'need'.....but aye! I couldn't suppress it for long. And finally I turned towards my friend Pilu and told her that I was feeling very sick and I needed to go to her home desperately(by the way she lives in Chetla). Obviously,they could not make out the seriousness of the situation, as they were desperately hungry. But amongst the murmured protest, I finally told them about the seriousness of the situation...that if I don't go to her home....well I didn't want to recreate any of infancy moments at that situation..........So,my friends yielded....but Aye!did you think that everything was okey-dokey after that? Naye! in that emergency situation, there was a big....n I mean a BIG traffic jam on the Chetla bridge. All the vehicles weren't moving an inch.....though we had boarded a bus, but that 'rest in motion' condition was affecting me like hell! I was feeling that very soon I was going to burst out...and my stupid friends kept on teasing me in that emergency condition! What they were saying I can't tell you, ........What can I say...they didn't even understand what I was going through...I daresay if they fall into this condition in their lifetime...they'd understand what I was going through then!!!!!!

So, finally after a 30 minutes wait (it seemed like a lifetime to me), we reached Pilu's home and I rushed to her home and obviously I was the first one to ring the bell, and without even saying 'Hi' n the other formalities to Kakima, I rushed to the ultimate place of 'Solace' and of course did not return before 10 minutes!!!!!!And my friends...I can say you 1 thing surely from experience that nothing gives you more heavenly and relieving feeling than this!!!......LOL!!!!!

Friendship as defined by Khalil Gibran

And a youth said, "Speak to us of Friendship."

Your friend is your needs answered.

He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.

And he is your board and your fireside.

For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.

When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay."

And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;

For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.

When you part from your friend, you grieve not;

For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.

And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.

For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.

And let your best be for your friend.

If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.

For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?

Seek him always with hours to live.

For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.

And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.

For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

Chanakya Sloka

Chanakya was one of the most celebrated ,shrewd n able statesman in India,during the time of King Chandragupta Maurya. This great statesman and philosopher has been often compared to Machiavelli, Aristotle and Plato, exemplifying his potentiality and influential status. I'd like to write down down some of the famous quotes by Chanakya here.If you go through them you will realise how this wise man's words holds true even in this era.

• Test a servant while in the discharge of his duty, a relative in difficulty, a friend in adversity, and a wife in misfortune.

• He is a true friend who does not forsake us in time of need, misfortune, famine, or war, in a king's court, or at the crematorium (smasana).

• Avoid him who talks sweetly before you but tries to ruin you behind your back, for he is like a pitcher of poison with milk on top.

• Do not put your trust in a bad companion nor even trust an ordinary friend, for if he should get angry with you, he may bring all your secrets to light.

• Do not reveal what you have thought upon doing, but by wise counsel keep it secret, being determined to carry it into execution.

• Rain which falls upon the sea is useless; so is food for one who is satiated; in vain is a gift for one who is wealthy; and a burning lamp during the daytime is useless.

• There is no water like rainwater; no strength like one's own; no light like that of the eyes; and no wealth more dear than food grain.

Krazzy 4

No......No this is no review of the film...neither the song Krazzy 4...its actually a name or term we use to describe 4 of us ...in the Uni.actually to be very precise..I mean me n 3 of my friends in the Uni.....Pilu,Momo,Nabu....apart from me n Pilu ,nabu n Momo r both from different colleges...but somehow we all 4 gelled from the 1st week of our 1st year classes...n now 'touchwood' we r still going strong.

The reason why we call us 'krazzy 4' is that we r really crazy to the power of insanity....or how else will you explain the uncontrollable laughter we give whenever there is any serious class going on!........the Mithunda ishtyle dance we do in the lift......the drama classes we give ourselves absolutely free (can't explain the content...sorry)......or the best mimicries we do, which would put the stand up comedians even into shame!

The real prob now is that our specializations are different now....me n nabu r in clinical while Pilu n Momo r in HR...but naye!...we still try to find out time for eachother whenever we get time....go to an empty classroom...close the door...put on the music....n dANce...n dance like hell....no it's no salsa or bollywoody thumke...these are what we call the "Keora Dance"...or the "Bisorjoner dance"....n we dance without no inhibitions.....

you know what thats the best part of our friendship...we behave with eachother without any pretence...totally comfortable....uninhibited......thats why other look at us with a different point of view...as if we have been released from the assylum....we r totally insane....but we dont really care about what they think of us...because in the end we are happy....we are having fan...we r enjoying our life...I think this is what it matters....ultimately you must be really happy...but not at the cost of anyone!!So long you are happy...it doesn't matter if people call us 'krazzy'...coz it's better to be 'krazzy' n be happy rather than be'normal' n be glum.....

My first Case

Ok I am no detective like Hercule Poirot or Sherlock Holmes....so don't get distracted by the title....I am just a buding Clinical Psychologist....still doing my Masters........this is our Specialization year...i.e, we choose different paths for us.....HR, Industrial, Community or Clinical psychology........as for me I chose Clinical (those who know me intimately...they know how desperate how i was to be in clinical from my very childhood).Here after a while you get to see patients....Naye....Clients( I'm a Rogerian...so can't use the word 'Patient')....not that you have to do the therapy part....since we are still amateurs....we are supposed to do the diagnosis part.At first you are supposed to see clients along with your partner (not Life partner!)...and then after a while when you gain enough experience...you get to see them alone.Ok so its over with introduction part...lets come to the real story!

Me and Ruhi are partner here....Ruhi is basically from D.U.........and she still hasn't mastered bengali......it's kinda fun talking with her.....we often utter 'Sudhya' bengali...leaving Ruhi totally helpless .....her only reaction would be "Accha Accha .....Thik acche!".......though she can understand little bit of bengali....but still most of the things are "lost in translation'....so,I kinda play the role of the translator in most cases!From the very beginning Ruhi had insisted on getting some Hindi-speaking clients too(it's very necessary as a psychologist to do effective communication)...so finally it seemed God has listened to her...and we both got a hindi-speaking client party as our first case.

Can't describe the case...it's against our ethics....but I think more than the Client party...we both were scared and apprehensive......at first it seemed to me that everything is surreal......couldn't even concentrate in the first few mins...as I could hear my heart beating loud......didn't even start with the proper introduction that we had planned (we didn't even tell our names....until later on the Client party asked us!)......actually felt like a fish out of water....theoretically everything seems easy...practically facing clients wasn't that easy...........but I think what touched us most...was the eagerness,the pain,the need for empathy shown by the Client party.........somewhere down the line I felt...everybody is looking for that empathetic person who'll tell them,when everything is not going great......don't worry I'm with you...everything will be fine.....and I felt so helpless....I felt like saying , "God!give me the strength to help others"...I felt so incapable.....

It's kinda of strange.....each one of us are facing some kind of problem at a time...feeling helpless...looking for that unconditional support and love.....and search goes on......
Just think if each one of us can stretch our hands in support to others......not only them...but also we too will be helped....by holding eachothers' hand we would form a human bond.....of love.......then we won't even need any psychologists in the world!

Durga Puja

All about nothing!

Thus I'm stranded again in the middle of nowhere.The pathway has ceased to exist...it's no longer there..it has become one with stone,gravel and dust.Now I've to decide myself which path to follow....it's totally my choice now...the choice I'd make, would direct my journey now onwards.

It's so tiring to wait and watch like this;patience has its own virtues...but for an impatient person ,it's always the contrary.

It's a curse to know things sometimes..so it seems as if it's better to be naive....but after facing life from its close quarters,it's not possible to keep intact one's naivity or innocence.

It's a vain effort to write...it's vain effort to try and feel like others...it's a vain effort to make everyone satisfied,including urself!...It's a vain effort in trying to create something that will burst into the Arena like a victor and create Magic!