So what
So many people are in so much hurry.
“I need that done by tomorrow, It’s urgent.” Boss to employee.
“I have to go to work early tomorrow, hurry up. It’s urgent.” Employee to Wife.
“Now, please go to sleep, baba. I have to wake up early.” Wife to kid.
“O bhaiyya, make it fast, I have lot of work. I am in a hurry.” Wife to auto-rickshaw driver, on the way.
“Hey madam, it is hundred rupees, not a penny less. Pay fast, I am in a hurry.” Auto-rickshaw driver to the lady, after the way.
The waiter at CCD is in a hurry to serve table number 4. People sitting at table number 4 are in a hurry to get served. Many people are in a hurry to board the plane. More people are in a hurry to get down.
I am one of them. But I do not feel the hurry. Strangely so, even as the petite young man, with a stone-heavy suitcase, lands on my feet as the plane lands on its, I let out a shriek cry, surfacial though. As my mind wanders off, a thousand mobiles are switched on at the same time.
“Yeah, I have reached Pa. Its 7:30 here. Yes, it is thirty minute late. Yes, I will book a cab. I will call you once I get the luggage.”
“What the heck, no taxi booked. How do you think I am supposed to reach there? Fly(for the sake of a presentable word) off.”
I never understood why “viman ka sanchalan” is not immune to mobile phones? And what if, a ignorant innocent phone is left switched on, will the plane come crashing down on a lovely, scenic island? Will the pilot lose control, and in the calm reassuring way that is signature of him, tell us all, “Good evening all, This plane is out of control because Ramnaresh switched his mobile on, It will still be 32 minutes before we crash land in the bay of bengal, all passengers are requested to be seated and put on the seat-belt. As pilot and Ramnaresh’s brother, I thank you all for travelling.”
Anyways, so the point here is, I am not in hurry perhaps, because unlike many of us, I can not see what in near future will make me happy. I do not have any stars to aim at, so metaphorically speaking, I cannot fall on a moon. I am pretty much grounded in a reality that I do not believe in. And I am not very good at Random writing, though I am bad at aimed writing also.
So what.
Here is a recent picture of the trip on which the aeroplane realisation happened.
Kolkata – 74 Kms
People in focus – Rohit, Paulraj
See the smile on my face.
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And here is one in the car on the way back
People in Focus – Rohit, Vishal
See how much of the frame I fill up.
21
21 is one of the few non-fictional books that I have read of our times that is fun to read, exciting, breath-taking, original, pacy yet some-how true and happened to the least expected protagonist, MIT students.
Consider this, you are a nerd, you find a way to make money, filthy lots of it, that suits your geeky self, is perfectly -almost perfectly- legal and involves Mathematics. MIT is the black-drop of the story, where Kevin befriends suspicious rich kids and becomes one of them in a journey that seems so real, it could have happened in front of your eyes. In the vast-lands of Vegas, under the tress of Black-jack grow stacks of bills, if you are keen enough to see, intelligent enough to learn and most importantly, frezzing cool in high adrenaline crunch situations. And these kids are the reapers, but they find out they are not solitary, and thus begins the competition, a race for more.
All in all, It is a worthy read if you a know of a bit of cards, a bit of maths and dream to make it big !
Now on to “Half of a yellow sun”.
The calcutta chromosome
To know it, is to change it.” – Sounds like heisenberg’s principle for knowledge, pretty much inline with the “ignorance is bliss” motto that I follow. It is around this thought that the Calcutta Chromosome revolves.
Amitav ghosh weaves a web of history, mysticism, adventure and thrill around Ronald Ross’ research on Malaria and the alternate science. The book is un-put-downable and vivid. Some of the scenes still haunt me, the railway platform one in particular. It is written in such profound manner, I could hear the sounds almost too close for comfort. The plot meanders through Newyork and Calcutta across the horizons of time, its tightly composed and well-brought out. The second half in particular in too involving and convoluted. The story and the presentation is a masterpiece, science and mysticism in a race, though towards the ending, mysticism takes over and the ending seems too abrupt for all the interest the novel succeeds in generating. The book left me a bit confused, unsatisfied and wanting more.
Amitav leaves a lot to the reader’s imagination that feels good in a way … all in all, a great book !
… Now on to “21″






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