New Year 2012

3rd of January, 2012

So Here we are, 'the human race' in the year 2012. The Mayans predicted that 'the world ends on 2012' at some time in late December. Of course, we may ask ourselves, why should I believe in this stupid predictions of those nearly stone age people. At some point of time I too asked myself this same question. But history has its proof that, the Mayan civilization was very advanced, the build huge cities, they developed powerful astronomy techniques, which has been verified by the scientist today. Some of their predictions had come true indeed. And their prediction about 'end of world 2012' when investigated had some explanation too. Well, there is lot of green house effect going on all over the world, some solar storm is approaching, the Earth's poles has a peculiar habit of interchanging their positions over a period time and according to scientist, that time has come. Swapping of poles creates havoc all over. Some volcano mountain in America is feared to burst during this year, and if this happens, smoke and dirt will cover the sky, and the whole world will be darkened, we won't be able to see the sun and if this happens, without sunlight, we die, plants die and the natural balance is disturbed, so that targets the end of world. There is another theory of the continental plates dislodging from its initial position to a new position. So in whatever way you think, if any of these things come true, doesn't require that all comes true simultaneously, let us say that just one such events occur, it 100% sure that humans die and the world is lifeless. The nature always maintains a balance, and if this balance is harmed in any manner, nature has its own way to tackle it. The last 'ice age' was an example. Natures own way to tackle it can be called, 'tsunami, hurricanes, earthquakes, melting of the polar caps etc'. The continuous emission of the green house gases has already disturbed this balance a lot and it has reached almost a 'point of no return'. So, what now?? We die??

Well, these were theories. If you have a rational, logical and a scientific brain, we will find sense in it. We humans surely need to change our way of living so that our future generations shouldn't pay the price. What if, one day or the other, some big asteroid or comet comes from nowhere and hits our dear planet Earth. We die in that case also. Okay, let us assume that we have survived through all these events somehow, but one day after millions and millions of years, our beloved Sun will run out of fuel and it will die out. We die in that case also.

I don't debate on how this universe was created, or are we alone in this universe. Its just that, since when Earth was created, we humans are the only species with a developed brain. History has its proof again that, we have survived through the most hostile environments, we have experienced the various evolutions, be it the creation of fire by striking two stones, or the creation of the first computer in the world. We have reached the moon, and our satellites are in the sky. All these are done by hardly 6 feet long, two legged delicate species, who can't fly like the birds or run like the cheetah or has the strength of a lion, we have just a brain. We have seen changes, we learn things by observations, we obey the 'trial and error' method, and from a point of time, where the Earth was covered with forests, we have build up this present world over a period of just 8000 years. After gaining so much, we were destined to die after 11 months. We may not have strength like lions, we may not have speed like cheetah, or flight like that of an eagle, but we are the best example of 'survival of the fittest'. So far, we have survived the hostility of the universe and we will, and we shall survive what ever comes our way. We shall survive even if the poles of earth interchange, we shall, even if some asteroid hits us, and we shall if the continents are dislodged, we shall, we cannot figure it now, but we have one weapon with us 'hope' and 'the willingness to struggle' and 'to survive'. And when the sun will run out of fuel, we would have developed enough technologies, so that we can leave this planet and find some other home in this universe. And this shall go on and on. We shall keep changing our homes from time to time. It is also said that, one this our expanding universe will start contracting, and will shrink to that point from where it has started and there will be a big bang once again. So, now the question arises that if humans would survive until that point, what would be next?
What I believe is that, at that time, we shall escape this illusion and come face to face with the reality.

Next day...

Yesterday was 'Diwali'...I like this festival but I don't like the way people celebrate it. Here at my town, there are basically some categories of people out there in the streets.

category 1: Small children. Fascinated by watching Bollywood action movies, they compare those crackers with those bombs shown in movies.

category 2: Youngsters. This category can be subdivided into two groups. One group are those who have no interest in making unwanted noises with the crackers. They just roam around with friends enjoying Diwali. Mostly, they belong to educated backgrounds.
The other group comprises of boys, who are worthless actually, mostly high school dropouts, or college going guys, who go to college just to see girls and play fool...this group is the only nuisance that is seen on the streets.

category 3: middle-aged. Family persons. Enjoying the fireworks in the skies. And trying to protect their toddlers from potential cracker-danger in the streets.

category 4: Old people. comprising of grandfathers, grandmothers, retired persons etc. Mostly they sit at home and think how this festival changed during these years. During their times it was something all generations could enjoy but now its not worth enjoying...

Ask me..which category I fall in. I don't fall in any. This festival of 'good over evil' sounds good. I like it when the verandah of my house is filled up with lamps (diyas) and candles. I like it when my courtyard lightens up. I like it when I see those fireworks in the skies. But why the sound work...creating a cacophony of unwanted noises. The scene of a small trail of light going high up in the sky and creating that big spherical thing all over the sky looks better or that high intensity cracker bomb sounds good. Definitely the first one.

I can bet, if you ask the people in the streets that 'why we celebrate Diwali' only 10% may answer it. Last day I saw some boys in their middle twenties in costly bikes (which they have bought by bullying their parents for money) shouting slang in the streets. A small kid asks his father, 'what does the word mean'. The father says 'they are bad boys, and you are a good boy know. So don't listen to them'. Yes, this happened on Diwali. They were drunk. What 'good over bad'...almost all the festivals of joy in our country are spoiled by a category of people for whom festival means 'just to drink, tease girls, bully weaker ones and show off their roughness'.

I know all have witnessed the 'Dashami' of Durga Puja. The idol of God on the truck led by 50 to 100 drunk persons dancing like insane and bursting crackers, walking in front of the truck. What do you say about that? Is it called celebration.
No matter, call me an atheist, I don't care. I have no problems with these festivals, the durga puja pandals are really beautiful to watch, but I really don't like the way people celebrate it. Yes, I am Hindu, and I respect other religions also. But I like they way Muslims celebrate Eid and Christians celebrate Christmas. I remember first time, I went inside a church. It feels some type of mental satisfaction, its so calm over there, the idol of Jesus Christ beautifully hung on the walls with beautiful lighting. The orderly arranged chairs. No one can deny that it feels so good to sit inside a church. I don't know, maybe because I had my initial schooling for 10 years in a catholic school, that maybe the reason for that, but tell me something do you like the 'rushing public', 'no place of stand', 'the irritating noise', 'angry looking people wearing saffron, who has got a i-will-beat-you type of look'...do you like those in the way when you go to worship your God.

Hinduism, one of the oldest religion in the world. The thoughts written in Gita, are awesome, I will say. Our stories, mahabharata and ramayana are jewels I will say that. But I thing I would like to say is that, worship with peace in your mind...celebrate with love.

As a person, I don't have any certificate that I belong to this or that religion. My parents are hindu, so I am one. But I respect all religions equally. But as you know GOD IS ONE. Or you may ask 'was there GOD during the time of dinosaurs?', I guess there wasn't any. That time the question arises 'GOD CREATED MEN OR MEN CREATED GOD'.
And don't be shy to accept that 'you pray because you fear something'...
"just live and let live, help other, spread love and obey your duties"..this is the simple thing we are here to do in this world...spend more time in doing this, rather than beating the drums and getting drunk.

I don't know why I am writing this but I'm frustrated with the people around me. As a child I liked holding my father's finger and walking on the road during Diwali but now things are changed.

ANYWAYS...SORRY if my views don't match with yours.
HAPPY DIWALI :)

'Letters Never Posted'

Friends, its been long that I have any new post on my blog. All my dreams of being a writer was over shadowed by the busy-like-a-bee type of lifestyle, I was living in. Yeah honestly, if I think for a while, there was nothing for me to be busy with. Was I just acting busy, or was it a mode of escapism from this virtual world. Whatever be it, I have many writings at stock. But for today, I'm posting this one called 'Letters Never Posted'. My dear friends, do read it with feelings, and you may understand something about life...

*Letter 1*

To my love,
You know I have been a confused type of guy since a few years. I am always in dilemma about everything that comes to me. Sometimes I fear that, maybe I was having some kind of nervous breakdown. I stopped enjoying the company of friends; I liked staying lonely, always locked in my room. Not for a single moment during the last few years, had I thought of anything else except you. The sun of my life had set three years back, and I am still in search of moonlight. I remember, when you were with me, everything seemed new and fresh to me. The sun shone more bright, the air smelled fresher, and as if I had a new purpose for living in this world. I didn’t care for anything else, when you were beside me. I knew every time when I would fell down, you will be there to hold me. But at last, when I learned to stand by myself, you were no longer with me. Those empty school corridors, those empty dark streets are still fresh in my mind. I can feel holding your hands even now. I wanted to have my last breathe by your side; I wanted to share each and every moment of my live with you. I wanted to live your sorrows and give my happiness to you, because you meant something for me, something…that was everything to me. I always wanted to walk by your side, but last time when I looked back for you, I forgot that you had already taken a different path…and I was lost in the crowd. I kept searching for you; I remained in the rain, just to calm down myself. A piece of my heart has always been with you, when I saw you for the first time. I long to see you in front of me and just for once I want to hug you again and ask you the reason for leaving my hand forever.

(Anonymous)

*Letter 2*

To my love,
You know I have always been a calm girl. I had many feeling buried inside me, but was always afraid to let them come out because I didn’t want the least worry to come to you. You were more than the prince of my dreams for me. Because each time I saw you in front of me, I lost myself to you. I used to fell in love with you, every time I saw you. When you hold my hands, I had nothing to worry about in this world. I would blindly follow you anywhere. Sometimes, I remember those empty school corridors and I see you there on the other side, stretching you arms for me, I want to run and fall inside your arms, but my legs don’t move. I cry standing there and where I look up to see you again, you are not there. Sometimes, I cry even when I am happy, because I wanted to share each and every moment of joy and sorrow with you. I would have always stood by your side. I always prayed to God that I should die before you. Many a times when you were broken, I couldn’t control myself and I would run and come to you and help you to stand up again. I liked when you walked beside me, and I wanted to be with you forever. And amidst of all these, for once I closed my eyes, and when I opened it again for you, I never came to know that, you were walking faster than me, and I missed a few steps and lost the way. I didn’t go anywhere, but I stayed there, hoping for you to come back along the same path and take me with you again. I waited so long, my eyes pained looking at the horizon just to see your shadow, but you were not there. You know I had lost myself to you when I saw you for the first time. For once, I want to see you beside me and ask you just once that, why didn’t you come back for me.

(Anonymous)

Psi Energy Blues...

"PSI ENERGY" that's what it is called. Some martial arts experts can break a long spear positioned at their necks. They show their ability by allowing someone to strike a rod with great force at their chest, but that doesn't even cause a scratch. Science has no explanation to it, but what they call it is "PSI ENERGY".

We have it inside us, it continuously flows in and out of us, down from our feet, through our hands originating from our belly. Pretty hard to imagine it, but believe it or not, according to some, it exists.

Now, Method no 1. to make "PSI BALLS" using Psi Energy.

(i) Position your hands in front of you and imagine you are holding a balloon. A balloon which is fully inflated. Now, feel that you are holding the balloon with both of your hands.
(ii) Now, just imagine that some kind of energy is flowing from your palms and its filling up the balloon. Just imagine, that the balloon slowly increases its size, as the energy flows in. To make it more real, just feel that your palms are feeling an outward push as the energy fills in.
(iii) The balloon is filled till a limit of your wish. (Don't make it big enough that your palms may look ant sized in front of it. Just imagine it has doubled its original size) Now, as the energy filling is completed. Its time to MATERIALIZE it. Just imagine something. Say, a five rupee coin.
(iv) Now, either imagine a coin slowly flowing into the balloon, or just imagine it inside the balloon. Concentrate, on the picture for a while. Just try to make it real in your imaginations.
(v) Now, give the balloon a gentle push, and it slowly flies away. Monitor it in your mind that it enters a cloud of swirling energy with a small hole in the middle, where your ball is sucked away.

Now, after this is done. If done correctly, you will feel tired as there is energy loss. But you will soon get a 5 rupee coin out of nowhere. Haha..isn't it cool.

Now, last time, I have tried it, I made a balloon, and I imagined a diamond inside it. My balloon is already sucked into that energy cloud. Friends...I am getting rich soon. :)

Note: PSI Energy does exist. Though science has not got any explanation. But various experiments have been conducted in controlled laboratories around the world with people who can create this energy. And the experiments got results without any explanation about the phenomenon. Now, the above mentioned test is just a way to experiment with Psi energy. There are many other ways though. Those martial arts experts spend decades in practicing this art of Psi Energy. So, don't think you will succeed in the very first attempt. But what harm in trying it out...after all according to Alexander or Napoleon (I forgot actually)...someone among them had a dictionary without the word 'impossible' in it.

So keep on trying. :)

"Eternal Love"

I remember as a kid, once someone asked me, “Who loves you more, papa or maa?” I replied, “My papa loves me more, he gives me everything that I want. He never scolds me. My maa always scolds me for everything; she denies me everything that I ask. She also beats me.”
I was a kid then. I was writing my final exams of 2nd standard. It was the last day of exam and there was a vacation of more than a month waiting for me. I remember that day; I had a smile on my face after coming out of the classroom. And all the way to home in the school bus, I planned everything that I was going to do during the vacation. I will ask papa to buy me that new T.V. video game, then I would ask papa to take me to the restaurant. And remaining days I would enjoy with my cousins at uncle’s place.
The school bus came to halt and I reached home. I opened the Iron Gate. It was a sunny day. I saw maa sitting on a stool in the verandah. She was reading some papers. I was not in talking terms with her since last two days. She scolded me last time when I asked papa to buy me the video game. But I felt sorry for her, because she was kind of sick since some days. But I didn’t want to talk to her. I decided to walk past her without saying a word. I proceeded, I climbed the stairs to the verandah and I crossed her. As I walked a few inches away from her, I heard her voice. I turned and saw maa, she was in the same posture as I used to know her, when we have a fight and I stop talking to maa, she used to call me with her arms wide open and then I forget everything that had happened. I just run towards her and hug her forgetting everything in the world.
Even that day, I saw her with her arms wide open. Without a second thought I just ran from there and fell on her lap. She hugged me tight. After a small pause, I heard her voice again. “I will buy you the video game. But you have to promise me that you shall not neglect your studies”. I noticed that it was not her usual tone. Her voice was deep. But I was happy that finally I was getting my video game.
I remember that evening my papa said to me, “Me and your mother are leaving for Chennai tomorrow for her medical checkup. So, I will keep you at your uncle’s place. It would take sometime, so you have to stay there for a month.” I was always allowed to stay at my uncle’s place for just a week, but this time I was given a month’s time. I was filled with joy. But that day, for the first time a second thought came to my mind, “My mother was sick”.
I felt gloomy and I sat on the bed. Suddenly I heard my maa’s voice again calling me. I ran to the bedroom. I saw her packing clothes in a suitcase. She saw me. I could see her eyes were watery. She gave me a packet saying, “Here is your video game. I bought it for you. But you have to remember your promise. Never ignore you studies.”
For the first time in my life, I wasn’t happy after receiving a thing of my choice. A kid has a limited thinking power, not like that of adults. I wanted to ask many things to maa but didn’t know what to say. I just took the packet and walked out of the room. I kept the packet on the table and sat in the sofa. I looked at the packet for sometime. “Why is everything so different today”, I thought to myself. My eyes rolled through the room. The atmosphere seemed alien to me.
I remember the next day, my maa showered kisses on me before my papa drove me to my uncle’s home. I kept seeing her through the window of our car. She was waving her hands at me. I kept seeing her till the last distant, then our car took a turn and she was not visible to me.
I remember, my parents used to make calls to me over phone. As soon as I heard the phone ringing, I would jump and run to answer it. Many times it was someone else on the other side. But I still wanted to hear the same voice. As time flew by, a month was over but my parents didn’t come back. I remember last time when I heard her voice, “Take care of you. And remember to study hard. You have to become a great man.”
I stopped getting calls from my parents. Everyone thought, I was a kid and wouldn’t question anything. I remember my parents came back, but after four month. I saw my papa again, and I saw my maa again. But this time she was not in the position which I longed to see. She was not sitting on a stool in the verandah in the sunshine with her arms wide open for me.
I remember how the ceremonies were carried out. I returned home with my papa. I had no one to scold me now. But I never asked anything from my father. My maa always said, “You have to be a great man.” I never opened the video game from the packet. I knew I had to study and be a great man. Sometimes I returned home from school, I gazed for a long time at the verandah standing at the Iron Gate. Then I walk towards my home. As I pass by the verandah, I close my eyes and stand still, longing to hear a voice…and my heart cries, “Why have you gone away from me. I cannot stay without you maa.” I close my eyes and lower my head. I could feel my tears dropping on the floor. Then I hear a faint voice within me…in my thoughts I could see her again, calling me with her arms wide open. I just run towards her forgetting all that had happened. I say to her, “I promise I will study maa…I won’t play video game”.
As time passed by, I have faded memories of my childhood. I realized the realities of the world. I came to know that my mother had cancer. But now I do all the things that my maa wanted me to do. I would have never given her a chance to scold me. She would have been surprised to see her boy so changed. The video game is still in the same packet. Now, if anyone would ask me, “Who loves you more, papa or maa”? I would reply “My parents loved me equally”.

"31.12.2010"

Last day of the last year of the first decade.
And from tomorrow, a new decade, a new year, a new day...so lets hope for the best.
I had a long journey till now; 23.01.1991 to 31.12.2010. Wasn't that great. I guess I have many more years still to live. On 23rd Jan, next year, I would be completing my 20th revolution around the sun. Even though at times I have childlike thoughts within my head, but technically, I have grown into an adult now. Yes, of course I miss my childhood days but at times I also fantasize about the day when I will be in my thirties. I can imagine a new sun rising tomorrow. The world seems brand new in my thoughts. Happy New Year !!

A Brief Intro...

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FAQ:
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Ans: Actually the second profile was created by a frnd of mine. I came to knw his email id and guess what I did next? I changed the passwrd and made it mine.
But I really hate the email id here...

To know more. Read the "about me" of my first prof.

Now a Flashback:
Born: 23rd Jan, 1991
Height: 5feet 10 n a half inches
Rang: Gora
Jati: Okhomiya

I was born in a hospital delivery room on wednesday. Janm k baad mereme ek defect paya gaya but an operation made it correct. Avi woh defect kya tha...Dont ever dare to ask me !!

I began my schooling at "Bongaigaon English Medium High School" also popularly known as "Menon School". But in 3rd Grade I was shifted to "Little Flower School"...
-->>> Man if you want to be a well cultured and fully matured individual...with multi talents. U got to join this school.

...ab mujhe apni tareef khud karna to aacha nahi lagta but I was good in Studies. I topped the 10th boards from my school. I love music and I'm good in it.."guitar"

After 10th, I joined "National Public School, GHY"...But due to something..I had to shift back to my hometown and so I got into "DPS, dhaligaon"...-->>nice school...2 years of masti...Learnt new things..made new friends...did everything that an individual can think of except studies...

kk..enough of flashback...
Now let me come to the present...

If you ask my identity now, I would rather define me as:

I'm an Engineering student pursuing a B.E. degree in Electrical Engineering from Assam Engineering College.

If you ask about my address. I would rather say as:

Abhishek Kalita

Hostel #2

Assam Engineering College

Jalukbari, Guwahati - Assam

For facebook account.Yaar...facebook mein mera naam type kar dena...facebook will display it to u...with my photo as its dp.

Even on myspace...just type my name.

now the motto of my life...
"SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST"...there's no word called "luck" in my dictionary...

Now...This is my blog. As the name suggests "Storiezandme". I will take you to the world of stories...

But Behold!! The stories which I write are different. Don't mistake them to be the same fairy tales that all of us read as babies. 

And hold ur breath...and read on...