Monday, December 27, 2010

Successfully Hosted my first event at birlasoft.


Tuesday, November 30, 2010

EVEN animals have life

Sunday, November 28, 2010

JINGING PING

Type:HIGH VOLTAGE RAP music
INSTRUMENT:GUITAR
GENRE:ENERGY

TARGET AUDIENCE:TEENS

INDEX--[]--COMMENTS ON HOW TO SING EXPRESSIONS AND MUSIC SPEED.

[music]

(SUDDEN)when i walk a talk [pause]
it is a shock !!!
chicklak chicklak ding ding ding[robust music]
in a frogs frock [CHI CHI....SHEEE WITH FINGER TO NOSE..SHOWING BAD SMELL]
it is a shockkkkk!!![pause]
jick jack jick jack UUUUUUUUUUUUU haAAAAA.
i am eating a pork [YAKKKKKKKKKKKKK!]
[pause]but i have no fork!!![pause with expression]
uuuuuuuuuuuuuu ..i am such a dork!!!!


[music]
did u feel that i do rock!!
baby smell my socks............[tongue movement outwards]

[the music rolls on]
[sudden beginning]
when the winter rings [pause] and i do sing
the frogs die [pause]but i dont sigh!
and yet I sing with a ping And a sexy jhing
say diding ding let ur bellies with the king
HEY U SHUT up and sing!!!.........


o baby say diding ding o baby say diding ding.
say diding ding ........say di ding ding
[slowly end with a broad smile]
==================================================uddalak banerjee(ubj)

SHIMLA TRIP

================================================UDDALAK BANERJEE(UBJ)
Up in the land where winters hiss,
crowds lit fires to give the cold its shoulder,
Up at night as the lanturns light,
the valley of dreams comes to sight.

In the pale moon light,
the temples far right ,
chimes again to make the sound so bright,
that brings delight to the heart of a knight.


When the gossamer fades away,
The silent prayers heals shows our way,
Zephyr blows and in the forests we lost,
grope our way back to the light of a coast.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

SALARY DAY

In a conditioned room as clocks do tick,
hours whizz in a mouse click,
as day so dawns with nightlong yawns,
It is so forlorn like lost sojourn.

Yet a hope makes java a solemn lake,
As mundane hours idle past,
The thought of this day makes hearty desires,
As the poverty days swindle away,
The month long yearnings finds a say .

Ding Dong Ding Dong!
bells ring all day,
the sparrow dives to sing today,
The calendar reads it is salary today.


=========================================================UDDALAK BANERJEE(UBJ),Assosiate Software Engineer, Birlasoft INC.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

OUT DOGGED

==================================================uddalak banerjee(deep),NIT RAIPUR ,CURRENTLY BIRLASOFT EMPLOYEE.

Supriya,"have u been with a Yorkshire Terrier?(pause)Pharaoh Hound?(pause)New Guinea Singing Dog?(pause)Newfoundland?Norfolk Terrier?".

deep with an apologetic smile said,"No!sorry i dont know any of them.I have only seen the dobarman which lived in MR Mitra's house"

Supriya,"which species?"

deep again smiled and said naively,"sorry i dont know"

supriya,"hmm..dont u love dogs?"

deep smiled a childish smile and said apprehensively,"actually i fear they might bite"

Hearing which Supriya burstout in laughter ,cognizance reflecting in her ten year old eyes .She said ,"I think it would be a Doberman Pinscher..."

deep silently listened to her as if regaled by the overwhelming weight of supriya's knowledge.

Supriya and deep both were siting on the big marvel slabs on the steps of a kolkata temple .For deep it was just another day of adventure with friends who had just returned home and he on his way back was paying his homage to the goddess kali for her bunificience which led his good final term results .Supriya on the otherhand was there to look for Dr dutta who was the only veterinarian doctor in the locality.

As the temple bells chimed they both bade goodbye to each other.

In the mean time an image of a man was seen coming towards the temple.He was far off but Supriya could recognise him from his unusual hopping gait.Supriya ran off to him with an impatience of a small girl waiting daylong for her father to come home.

Deep on the other hand waited for a few seconds to look at her sprinting all the way to him to report.However as she reached and begun to speak to him deep circled around to retrace his path home.

Supriya had a Water Spaniel .It was very cute and weighed around 35 pounds.Its height was 15-18 inches.It was dark brown in colour and its coat was curled and wavy.Infact Supriya had a range of dogs in her house.BUt the water spaniel was her favourite.After her father's death in the car accident dogs have been her life.She never could think of a life without them.Even with the ever augmenting list of shortages in her life with the 'want list' far exceeding the 'have list',she had never compromised on the health of her dogs infact the number of her pets have doubled over the last 4 months following her father's death.Even the street dogs have now found their way into her family.

Dr dutta was an aged man and rendered honorary service to her dogs whenever they fell ill.This time too he accompanied Supriya to the dog's haven.

Dr dutta on entering her house noticed instantaneously that the number of dogs at her home have further increased since the last time he visited .Knowing the diminishing balance of the overcrowded family of supriya ,Dr dutta was concerned.

He said,"u have brought two more??????amazing is your spirit !!! u know u have a shortage of cash to provide a square meal for urself and u are still unabashedly calling home these forlorn animals to feed!listen my dear listen..first save yourself before calling others.."

Supriya with her innocent face replied,"They have no place to go ..same as me ..i dont have a father to talk to..who will i live for atleast they love me"

Dr dutta said,"Ok so be it but try reign your loose cannon."

Dr dutta checked the dog and gave an injection to the sick waterspanial over its writst bone and then walked back home. While going back home too while supriya accompanied him ,he said "listen to me ..for your own good..pull the plug on ur bringing dogs home to stay..it can only burden u more ..besides when u will have no cash how will u feed yourself leave alone these dogs..infact these dogs will make their won living but how would u????? "

Supriya silently said,"I can't..i will die if i lose them from my sight."

Dr dutta did not waste a second more on this and left for his home without any further discussion.He figured that bringing her around to think of her own good is wastage of words and time.

Days passed on.Deep was busy with his exams .Now one night when he was returning from his tution he met supriya.She was growing thinner by the day .Her clothes somewhat lost its former shine and the flush in her cheeks have been lost too and was looking terminally ill.She had long left her school and now she was just spending all her time with her pets.She played with them ,bathed them and adored them with warm hugs and kisses.The dogs developped a deep affinity for her too.They all used to follow her wherever she went.Anyways that day she turned to deep and asked him to come to her house at once.WHen deep acceded and followed her to her house ,she said ,"can u give me RS 500 please???".

Deep said,"why? what happened..i dont have that amount of money ..i have to ask my parents for it.."

Supriya said,"No! leave it then"

Deep couldnot stay calm for this was the first time supriya had ever asked something from him ,so he said ,"tell me the reason ..i have a lot of old books which i would sell tomorrow so i guess i can arrange for a Rs 500 by myself ..i won most of them as a prize in gk quiz competitions and khudiram sangha..So the money is entirely mine"

Supriya said,"my Water Spaniel have been bit by a diseased dog of the next colony yesterday ..it bled all night and it needs to be admitted to the hospital immediately"

Deep said ,"Ok i will arrange for it"

Supriya looked into his eyes and smiled and said ,"thank you"

Next day on selling the books the net amount yielded was Rs 750.Deep took the entire amount from the shopkeeper of the KAMAL book store and then marched to supriyas house.Then they together took the Water Spaniel to the State Veterinary Hospital at behala ,kolkata".

The dog was extremely weak and could not move .It was making strange low tonned sounds as supriya was crying even more each time it made those sounds.THe entry charges was rs 10 and then the doctor in charge charged rs 500 and an extra 150 for his medicine.

Supriya thought for a moment that they had run out of cash but then deep smiled and assured her ," i have it..i got RS 750 from sales".

Supriya ashamed looked down for she knew she wont be ever able to payback the amount.

Deep said ,"i still have a Rs 90 so if u wish we can have a good meal in the resturant neighbouring the hospital"

Supriya looked up and said,"U have grown too rich i guess..u would waste Rs 90 for a resturant meal!!!"

Deep said,"i dont think much would happen it is ok"

Supriya said,"we will have some pani puri from the bus stop and thats all."

Immediately,there was a sound of a dog barking out loud in pain .Supriya turned around immediately to see a mad dog being chained and dragged to the hospital.The dog was acting weard and was not ready to move.It was fiercely trying to claw to everything that was around it to stop his captors from moving him.The captors were two men in black t shirts and jeans pants and were constantly caning it to bring it in.

Supriya was deeply touched ,she ran to the dog to help.

"leave it ...leave it ..just leave it..is this the way to handle a dog..it is such a sweet beagle..it loves stags...u could have easily done it by puting a piece of stag with u and let him follow u.It has great scent ability it would have followed u..but this is not the way ...u are hurting it.."

The two men bewildered at the sudden entry of supriya and for a moment there was a lapse in their concentration.THe dog out powered them and bit supriya at her leg .She was moaning in pain.Seeing it bite supriya the men quickly started to cane the dog.supriya was hurt and sat down holding the bit part.BLood was ozing out from the tissues.Deep did not know what to do immediately he asked her "are u okay?" .She said."yes i am..offo it is just a minor bite..it wont hurt me..spanial bit me many times when it was small..nothing ever happened".Seeing the men cane the dog vigorously now she yelled,"dont hurt it ..it did out of a mistake..dont cane it .....it will make it mad..".The nurse who was standing nearby came up to us and said with concern written over her face,"get her antirabies vaccines it may cause death if the beagle was infected."

Supriya laughed and said,"see the blood has stopped too..it was not infected just hungry thats all"

Deep was not ready believe and said,"how do u know?"

Supriya,"I know means i know..thats it..and no more dialogues.."

Deep,"dont be silly i will arrange for money ..if that is why u are trying to be negligent in this.."

Supriya,"they would give big big injections in the stomach..u have any idea how much pain it would cause? if u wish then go and have them..but i wont..i know that the dog is not rabid."

Deep did not say anything.

Supriya ,"what happened..i know i am telling you!!!!! i live with dogs..u dont even know which dog falls in which group ...i feed them ..live with them..i understand them..u dont worry ...nothing will happen to me."

Deep said,"but u could have had a injection..just to be safe"

SUpriya ."go and give your exams..thats all..i would if i need"

Deep said nothing more and after waiting for some moretime till the Water spaniel was ready to be taken back home.Then he left for his house and supriya to his.

Time elapsed fast until the next week.Suddenly one day when he was coming back from his school he found that there is a big crowd of people assembled infront of Supriya's house.He could not guage what was the matter.Later as he came close he saw a few of her neighbours crying.An immense sense of grief suddenly started to gnaw in deeps heart.He could not understand what to do but the feeling that supriya is no more had already started to overpower his senses.Silently tears started to flood his cheeks and the body was then visible.The eyes of hers were strangely silent and did not move.The dogs were all quarentined and picked by the straydog pickup van of the municipality.But then the water spaniel somehow have escaped them and was lurking near the broken boundary wall inspite of being repeatedly driven away by the angry mob who felt that it were the dogs who were responsible for the death.

The grieving neighbours were saying repeatedly that she should have taken the injection.All though among them all deep was silent for he knew she could not have taken them even in this dire need.He knew she had nothing left to sell for some food for these dogs.He just silently said to the sleeping Godess ,"u could have told me..i could have given a 500 more..i never wanted it back......".Deep stayed still for sometime in grief further compounded when he heard a few mouths speaking to each other saying,"i think we should get rid of the body soon..it is a diseased one..it may spread the disease..".A deluge of tears came down from deeps eyes.

Slowly the body was moved and later burnt .The last rites were performed by the neighbours itself .They truely loved her and so did deep.Even now he speaks to himself when he looks at the lurking water spaniel with a handkerchip of supriya permanently tied to its back leg,"u could have told me..i could have given a 500 more..i never wanted it back......".

======================================THE END=======================================

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

THE LOST SHOE OF VIETNAM

=========================================UDDALAK BANERJEE

"I asked u to make it a bit larger and look what u did!",the annoyed general scolded the cobbler.

"Sir i just put the leather deeper for greater comfort of your toes,besides this is a really old shoe sir and stitching an extra bit of leather would only make it look fatter and uglier, besides the stitch can comeoff anytime",the cobbler stitched out a neat reply.

"Fool..this is no ordinary shoe!!this is the shoe i had been wearing for the past 20 years since i had been posted here in vietnam on November 1, 1955.My father wore this very shoe to the Viet Minh ouster in 1946.Whenever i put this shoe on i feel a strange nostralgia and a physical touch of my father and his regal war history.",the general continued.

"Anyways me toe nail has grown aweful lot and had been hurt last sunday when i was ambushed by a pool of school going vietnamese when i left the shoe back at home!.It is not just any old shoe !It is the shoe which fuels my self belief..everytime i wear it ..",the general boasted .

The second in command Mr Alfred prince was waiting all this while at a distance from the shop which stood amidst ruins in the heart of Viet Minh city.Amidst bloodbathed claustophobic streets hidden by sea of roubles created by heavy bombing from US forces this small shop bordered by two big walls which once ornamentally boosted the solidarity of the formerly "NORTH CENTRAL COMMITTE"s central office just about 10 kms from the little market.

Just as the cobbler hurriedly opened up the leather from the shoe and started to make arrangements for using some extra leather to increase the longitudenal size .Mr alfred came dashing towards the general and said ,"sir the vin ciru district has been taken by a school of resident vietnamese armed with the M1 Carbines captured from us in yesterdays ambush .THere are a few chinese snipers too .They are marching straight towards us at great pace and will be here within an hour."

"ask the SAF TO saddle up ..and commission the redbird to keep eye over the developments and enemy position",General replied in haste.

Almost immediately a spooky whizzed past in the sky making a motoring sound of its ungreased propellar.

The cobbler , a man in his mid fourties was a practised hand but he could not help but to gaze blankly at the general.

"what happened u filthy lout ?what are u looking at? get the job done now !!!!or else u would be the first vietnamese casualty from my SKS (Simonov 7.62 mm semi-automatic carbine)",the anxious general yelled out to the torpid mendicant.

"sir it would take time..(with a shadow of fear engulfing his face at the prospect of the words being his last)",came the pussilanimous reply.

The general immediately kicked the cobbler in the face and shouted,"you moron surreptitious treacherous scoundrel ...u dont know what importance this shoe is to me!!"

Just as he was about to holster his SKS to further intimidate the cobbler something from behind hit him .Even before he could turn around he sensed a hole in his forehead.His lifeless body dumped on the floor exactly over the shoe which the cobbler was mending.A gory sanguinary battle followed.The regiment of South vietnam was ambushed with 132 US soldiers maimed."

The bodies of the dead were burned and their possessions looted.All that remained in the shoe shop the following evening was the torn shoe of the general.

As time went by finally the war ended. Slowly the streets and cities came back to life.The torn regal shoe was lost.A few rodents made its house in it and gave birth to the offsprings too.Soon after the end of the war, the north and south vietnam were united again.The cities started to find its life back .And one day the regal shoe along with other old tornout leftovers were burned out all together by the vietnamese municipality .Now the offsprings of the rodents were too small and had just been born and did not have enough time to jump out like its parent and stayed incarcerated in the shoe as it burned in the mass fire amidst other trash.

The next day when the lady sweeper was sweeping the street after the fire she found something moving in the ash.On moving the left overs, the offsprings jumped out of the shoe and ran away.In disbelief when the sweeper moved closer and lifted the ragged shoe she found PERSEUS's name inscribed below.

-------------------------------------THE END--------------------------------------

Monday, July 19, 2010

LOVE is like WATER – by Swami Vivekananda

##THIS STORY IS A REALLY GREAT ONE AND I WANTED ALL MY FRIENDS TO READ IT.I FOUND THIS STORY IN ONE OF THE WRITERS OF NEWSMAIL WHO MAILED IT TO ME.AND THIS IS REALLY A GREAT STORY AND A TRUELY REFORMING ONE.

I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me. Once when we were sitting at the edge of a swimming pool, she filled the palm of her hand with some water and held it before me, and said this: “You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love.”

This was how I saw it: As long as you keep your hand caringly open and allow it to remain there, it will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers round it and try to posses it, it will spill through the first cracks it finds.

This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love…they try to posses it, they demand, they expect… and just like the water spilling out of your hand, love will retrieve from you .

For love is meant to be free, you cannot change its nature. If there are people you love, allow them to be free beings.

# Give and don’t expect.
# Advise, but don’t order.
# Ask, but never demand.

It might sound simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime to truly practice. It is the secret to true love. To truly practice it, you must sincerely feel no expectations from those who you love, and yet an unconditional caring.”

Passing thought… Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take; but by the moments that take our breath away…..

Life is beautiful!!! Live and Let Live

Saturday, July 3, 2010

C TO C++

When stdio makes way to iostream,
It leads to a study of a input in different stream,
The up down flow of C gets replaced by down up that’s all,
But C++ uses C at beck and call.

Where inline and friend functions come to life,
Smarter programmers hence come to like,
Inheritance and classes makes it look so categorised and defined,
Structure makes way for the classes similar in kind.

Amazing rapidity speed and fluidity,
C++ yet looks to C for mobility,
The inheritance and security makes it so secure,
modifiers Private ,protected and public leads to security.

C++ has a bigger library with functions myriad to use,
Yet my friend it has the same syntax for our easy use,
Procedural C makes way for its object oriented cousin,
Overloading and const makes its cousin so unique,
New and delete make a better memory alteration,
Yet C++ has a backbone in C.

=================================================uddalak banerjee(CS,NIT RAIPUR ,2010 BATCH)

Saturday, June 26, 2010

RINA ,the 12 year old girl.

==================================================uddalak banerjee(Deep)
yáḥ samídhā yá âhutī / yó védena dadâśa márto agnáye / yó námasā svadhvaráḥ

A dark yet cute girl steeped in to MR ghosh's house and seeing an old lady standing near the doorway she said,"Namaskar! my father came to ghosh uncle yesterday for a job what happened of it? can u arrange for me a job?"
.Mr ghosh was a well known man in the sector 1 of falta.He had a one storeyed house amidst all the mud houses that thronged the area.The primary occupation of this land was fishing in sector 3 lakes.WEll the lakes actually belonged to government but they illegal fishing here was nothing new.THe woman smiled and said,"no i cant but i have not heard him say anything about it..just wait i will go and find out"

Inside the house there was a priest who was explaining to his pupils ,"The Vedas (ved means in sanskrit knowledge) are a large body of texts originating in ancient India. Composed in Vedic Sanskrit, the texts constitute the oldest layer of Sanskrit literature and the oldest scriptures of Hinduism.You need to perform sacrifices to appease the GOD'S without which divinity cannot be attained. There are three types of veda one, The Rigveda, containing hymns to be recited by the hotr ,two, The Yajurveda, containing formulas to be recited by the adhvaryu or officiating priest;
three, The Samaveda, containing formulas to be sung by the udgātṛ.
"

On seeing the old woman enter the hallway the priest suspended the lesson and took permission from the pupils and moved towards the hallaway.The priest said "what happened?".
The woman replied,"did u tell rina that u would give her a job?she is waiting outside to know of it."
The priest noded and said,"yes..where is she?"
The woman replied,"she is waiting outside"

MR GHOSH came out and addressed her saying,"child are u ready to work as a domestic help in one of my relatives friends house?they wish a domestic help who would be trustworthy and dilligent..and i refered ur name."

Rina smiled and said,"but will i have to stay there?"

Mr ghosh,"yes you will have to stay there but dont worry they are good people and would take good care of you"

Rina grew silent and muttered,"but!!!"

Mr ghosh in a tone of assurance said,"there is a little boy there who is 6 year old and his name is deep ..u will be like a sister to him so dont worry and go.."

Rina did not parley any more words ,she stooped and bowed infront of MR ghosh and touched his feet and rose to go.

MR ghosh gave her his blessings and said,"jashwashri bhabha".

Next day in the morning her mother was very penitent that rina is having to go to a place of which she knows nothing of.She was apprehensive of her safety and was hence crying a lot.Rina had 8 brothers and 2 sisters and she was elder than 7 brothers and 1 sister.Her eldest sister is married and her elder sister is still around awaiting her chance of marriage.She was illeterate.She did not even know how to sign.SHe was tall and used to love playing games a lot.She was a very prolific runner.She used to watch bengali films a lot especially the ones of victor banerjee,the reknowned actor.They did not have a square meal but they all loved each other very much.Rina wanted to learn weaving to weave a sweater for sarad her youngest brother.He was so cute she always wanted to hug her.Their poverty was so deep that even after raju and her father Raghu would go to catch fish four times a week they still could not arrange a square meal.Raghu had been to school but raju had never even sighted one.All the brothers and sisters circled around rina to bid her a final farewell.They loved their sister deeply even though they all fought with each other over small small things like brush ,shoe and toothpaste.Rina too became very nostralgic and was crying as she finally set out for the job at hand.

Anyways accompanied by Mr ghosh's son Atul finally rina came via 12C bus to thakurpurkur from where atul located the specified address after asking a few rickshaw pullers.THey finally arrived at the specified place.At the door there was a little boy who was constantly chewing the curtain at the door.On seeing them advance towards their house he immediately ran back to the inner house to alert his parents.

Soon the guardian of the house MR banerjee came out and greeted them.Atul introduced reena.Mrs banerjee ushered her in and gave atul some sweets to eat with a cup of tea.Atul said thanks in his traditional voice and took MR banerjee's phone and mobile number just in case of contact.And then atul bid good bye.

And now after atul was gone ,reena started to feel lonely.UPtill the time atul was there she felt that she had hope,she had someone she knew with him in a completely strange place.She had not seen such a big multistoried house in her life.She had seen them in films though.She was apprehensive of one and all because in the films that she had seen the owner of these house often turn out to be evil and maverick in nature and often impose themselves on the helpless girls like her.But then Mr banerjee broke the ice by saying,"you are like my daughter rina..it is your house ..do whatever u do..play with ur brother..i always wanted a girl child ..now i have got one.."

The tone of the voice was authentic and relieving for Rina.All these while deep was watching the whole drama unfold from a distance,near the staircase.He timidly came forward and touched her mothers hand and then embraced her tightly and looked at the alien face .

Initially,the going was tough.Deep who was a very silent and softspoken kind found it hard to compete with the new entrant to the family for the focus of his own parents.IT was hard to see that both his mother and father were focussing more of attention to rina than he .Both his parents were happy for they had found a daughter finally.But then deep was small and did not know what to do.He was the only child of his parents and he had always commanded the undivided attention of his parents.This led to clashes and he started to wish that rina was not anymore in the house.

Rina however was always very very fond of her new brother.She always used to say to deep whenever he used to feel angry and go to the roof to sit alone,"unless and until u have your food i wont have mine".Slowly over the weeks deep and rina started to be friends.This fact was perhaps brokered by the neighbour mau chatterji and her house maid shefali.Shefali and rina became best of friends and used to talk to mau and deep about the stories of their home.The both were residents of falta.They used to talk of how they used to run in the highway and compete with each other over speed crossing the sector 6 near the mills where the mill owners used to drive them off.They used to talk of those adventures that they had when they use to steal fruits from banku rajes house.They had a big garden which had many mango,guava and pineapple trees .Mau and deep would go down laughing vociferously hearing these stories and used to feel very very close to rina .Rina was indeed a very fast racer.Deep , mau and shafali and some other kids from the vicinity used to conduct races after hearing these stories so as to see who among them were the best.Rina used to win most of them .SHe had only one competitor and it was shafali.They were just too fast .None of the others could not finish a three quater of the race when they used to finish them.Deep used to feel very enamoured of his sister.Mau too used to often say " i think rina di and shafali di should race only...it would be real fun". Rina used to only smile and say,"okay someday we will..".Rina slowly but gradually started to be a real family member for deep.Deep used to feel bad that rina never went to school inspite of her great interest for studies.SHe had a book which was torn one which she always kept with her.It was a book which had pictures of eagles,tigers,snakes and elephants .IT was an adventure book by R.L.stevenson.Rina did not know to read or write but she had a great panache to read it.SHe once asked deep,"bhai i want to learn reading and writing would u teach me?"
It was the first time that deep got an ardent student.He was enthralled and he asked his mom,"Mom rina wants to learn reading and writing would i teach her?".MRs banerjee said,"why not ..if she does well we will admit her to school too..".

Well time passed away very fast and slowly deep found living without rina impossible.Everyday when he used to come home he used to play with rina and others from the neighbourhood games like lock and key and hide and seek.WEll in both games rina with superior racing speed along with with shefali used to do really well.OFten rina would say,"i and shifali in one side and u 7 in other..ok?".We used to feel happy for the number of people in our group were more but at the bottom of our heart we knew it would be impossible for any of us to run down both of them to give a lock.IN the evenings when light was low and with darkness descending we used to play hide and seek .I used to hide in mau 's house and she used to house in my house..just for a change.Rina and shafali had no such preferences .They used to hide just about anywhere.It made traking them harder.

At night if there was a powercut then both deep and rina used to go to the roof.She used to talk of ghost stories and also movie stories of victor banerjee in lead.When she used to catch the enthusiasm,there was no stopping her.She used just make hand motions of how victor banerjee used to jump from the roof top to the ground and run after the villains.Deep used to be spellbound by rina's words and say,"he does a lot of action ..can prosenjit beat him in action? amitabh bachan?".Rina used to smile and say,"no!".When the light used to go deem she used to deep different caricatures in the sky which MR ghosh had shown her when she was small and used to go his house along with her mother to hear gita slokas.She used to point at the nebula and tell,"U see the line?..that line is the mark left by shri krishna's wheel..".Then she used to continue,"U see that mountain shape in the southern sky ..that where the kite is flying..there just over its head a star and then the two stars to the right..doesnot it make a shape like a mountain?".Deep used to struggle to join them all together and used to say,"where? yes o yes but those are round".Rina would smile and lovingly push deeps back and say,"Stupid !not round..see this and this and this see in a line ..see the left now..see ?".Deep after a long observation would say,"ok ok ok .got it..yes..right".Rina would continue in a mysterious voice,saying,
"This is the mountain that yudishthir had to climb to reach heaven..".

At times Rina's words used to go round and round in deeps head and he used to think a lot of them.At school he used to ask his fellow students whether they had seen the mountain in the sky or not.Mostly they used to say "NO!".ANd there were some who used to jump up saying,"mountain in the sky???????????????????????ha ha ha..souvik listen listen ..(standing up)every body listen ..deep is saying that there are mountains in the sky and he has seen them..ha ha ..".And then everybody will laugh.Deep used to feel very bad when people used to make fun of him.He used to feel bad and feel like crying.He would often justify himself in such cases by saying,"if u dont believe ask rina di..it is true and she will show u..believe me.".BUt that would only incite them to bully him even more ,laughing louder and shriller,whose cruel pinch would rapture his tender heart.In those days when he used to return home initially deep used to be dejected and run to reena to verify again and again about the mountain in the sky.She would say ,"Yes there is ..so what?".And then deep would sit down and be silent again.

Rina used to even bathe him,she used to put oil in his hair and used to be the best friend for him.Infact a time came when even his parents were not so dear to him as rina was.But then soon the reports of his decreasing school performance made a villainous entry.Deep and rina were so into one another that deep often used to avoid school homework and used talk all night with rina and play and learn of life at falta most addictively.FOr the first time Mr and MRs banerjee began to question the righteousness of their decision to bring in rina since it was upseting their son's studies and they did not know how to stop it.At times now MRs banerjee would tighten up deep and say,"go to studies ..exams are coming..your class tests did not go well..just sitting and chatting wont do..go and do the homework too".WEll unwilingly deep used to look yearningly once at rina's eyes and then at his mothers eyes only to succumb to the verdict.WEll the quality of the homework however was not improving because he was always willing to complete the whole thing fast and wishing to go and join the party of friends and rina.IN the mean time within three months ,rina's father fell ill.He wanted to see his daughter married.He did not directly say anything as such but in his phone call he said ,"Mr banerjee can i please see Rina once..for i have fallen ill and i want to see my daughter.".Rina was happily living with them but the news of her fathers illness made her more practical and sad.MR banerjee and deep went with her to her house in falta.ONce they got down from the bus ,rina started to show the way.She also introduced deep to her friends and who ever met on the way.Deep was happy too.FInaly he got to match rina's words to reality.He got to see sector 3,6 and 9 where rina used to race.

On request from her parents finaly deep's father agreed to have her stay on for a few days.Reena however pulled a straight face to this.She perhaps knew she wont come back again.SHE came to deep and gave a kajal clip to him.She used to dress him up with some kajal and used to always say that kajal suited his eyes.But then deep hated kajal not because he did not like it but because his class mates used to make fun of him for that.Deep stood and took the gift with a smile but there was no smile on rinas face.SHe hugged him and said,"remember me".

Deep went back with his father but when after weeks there was no news.HIs father called up MR ghosh.He said,"sorry mr banerjee you would have to do with some other maid servant rina has been married off and we wanted to call u in the marriage but she said not to ..for she wanted to be with your family ..sorry really..".DEEp on hearing the news was spell bound too.HE had brought books of a b c d..made an elaborate question answer scheme to take test of reena and not only that he also did all the homework dilligent only so that rina could be well taught by him and he did not make any mistake.Tears rolled down over deep's eyes .His mother consoled him but she too started to cry soon.When his father said that there are other domestic helps available if they desired so..then they can have someone else..and even rina's sister.Deep sternly refused and repugnantly and decisively said with tears in his eyes,"no not again".And his parents did not stress on him either for they too were hurt and rina was like a daughter to them and she was just twelve which was definately not the age to get married according to them.HIs father used to say often to deep,"she wanted to come back..may be i should not have taken her there..".Deep never said anything on this but whenever he felt sorry he used to go to the roof top and look at the star which rina pointed and he always searched for her face.


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Friday, June 25, 2010

my submission to telegraph and times of india on the issue of price rise..

THIS ARTICLE IS IN RESPONSE TO THE GOVERNMENT DECISION TO DEREGULATE PRICES OF OIL AND COOKING GAS WHICH LEAD TO INCREASE IN PETROL PRICES BY RS 3.65 PER LITRE AND DIESEL BY 1.95 RS/LITRE AND LPG BY RS 36.40 ON FRIDAY 25,JUNE,2010.
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Sir --recent price rise in petrol,diesel,LPG and kerosene is huge burden put on the shoulders of the middle class families across India where 42% of the population according to worldbank estimate 2005 lives below international poverty line.A small family in calcutta with a small petrol car faces an addititional fuel cost hike of Rs 441.40! of which an additional 36.40 is for the cooking gas which is a irreplaceable necessity for all households today.According to sat 26 article of telegraph calcutta edition had the price rise not been effected then the government would have faced a annual loss of 83000 cr .But sir a sharp rise in prices of diesel,petrol,LPG would only most unavoidable lead to steep hike in prices of all food commodities along with increase in transport fare hike.Which would lead to sharp decrease in domestic consumption leading to inflation which precisely is what the government trying to arrest.So incase the rollback is not possible, government should ensure immediate regulation of essential food commodity prices at the earliest.

Yours faithfully,
uddalak banerjee,calcutta

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

A STORY OF ALICE

=========================================uddalak banerjee

In a shadowy box lived alice.The box small and kept away from sunlight.Her fins were always flapping as she stay afloat.When for the first time she was trapped in the box ,she felt the box to be small.Like an inquisitive human infant, pure, timid and innocent, at times she used to touch the sides of the container with her small gentle head and soon used to take it back fearing what may lie on the otherside.What if from the otherside an octopas or a shark should immerge !.WHat will she do then?but yet she tried hard out of pure natural instincts to look at the other side of the box to know whether there too lived anyone she knew or like her. When at sea she had seen many strange lands and creatures as they moved around in the depths of the sea ,playing with sunlight all the way.She never knew what was home.But she had grown up with creatures like her whom she never knew.Infact everyday in her group there used to be additions and alterations in thousands.Every day the monstrous creatures of the sea would barge into their group and eat away who ever that came into their path.When she was small she used to very frightened of them.SHe wanted to live always.She wanted to see and explore the ever exciting new world around her.The fallen pieces of a long lost ship near the bottom of the sea and the shining pearls had always fascinated her.She wanted to touch them and play with them.Each time that water entered her gills she used to breathe deep and silently.She used to enjoy the group dances when the entire group used to dance around in a frenzied joy making a spectacle worth beholding.The biggest asset of this frenzied joy was that it sparked a strange life into the group.SOme times they made an 8 in form sometimes they made a 7 ..sometime some crystalline solid which perhaps they themselves have never seen. Whenever the big shark would come to attack the group making strange shapes would avoid contact.The sharks hungry and agitated used to get annoyed very much then and frustrated too they would finally leave them alone for a while only to return with its own group .She had seen their monstrous red eyes.

But here in the box things are silent but she missed sunlight and the chiroscuro of the abysmal depths of her habitat.She always wished that she was never caught by the web that day when she was caught forcefully by a group of fisherman near vancouver in north america.She never wanted to come here in a box which was painfully small and the water too was different.She just wanted to see the world , go places meet more and more new creatures who would not eat her.She wanted to exist on her own.Shining light and the silence of the bottomless depths were her favourites but quite paradoxically she never had been allowed to stay at a place for more than an hour for the lurking predators soon made an unwanted entry.

Now in the box life had just stopped for her.She kept flapping her beautiful fins time and again and saying loud ,"hello ..i am alice may i talk to you...".Each time that her blue fins flapped and bubbles reached the top she had some hope for may be the one outside may be listening to her and her words.At times for hours and days she used to stay at the same spot waiting for a reply.But it never came.Her eyes were so much like humans and each time she moved her eyes to look around she felt someone was watching.The water initially was stiffling but then she had adjusted owing to her age and frequent change of places powered by her sense of adventure.IT was less salty.She grew thinner owing to lack of proper food she loved sea worms which never came here.IT was hard to breath in sweet water but after some struggle and time she had got used to it.Here the water was warmer and environment was darker.

When alice was small her mother often used to say,"Alice never trust anyone ,and always stay in a group".Alice had never seen her again.She had made so many friends cleopetra,mary,miranda,jasmine.All were so nice ,so gentle.When she used to swim with jasmine they used to wander slightly away from the group of millions each of whose name even she did not know.She used to talk and talk and talk with jasmine.She wanted to go to strange places where there pearls and wild red plants ,wild weeds and flaura of widest variety which blossomed in the winter.She was timid but yet deep within she was playful.At times she used to envy jasmine who was more eventful and more lively and often used to go alone detached from the group.

Once when she and jasmine were swimming near the gulf of alaska,they were both attracted to a pearl falling deep down on the floor of the sea.IT was shinning as if crying for a closer look.Jasmine was swift and soon delved deep towards it.She was slow and hence followed suit at some distance.A few in the large group were frightened to see the sight.They all made big eyes as if saying ,"come back!" ,"comeback you fool!",others were silent frightened to witness the unraveling scene.As they moved deeper it was more and more silent and dark.The pearl grew bigger and bigger as they came nearer and nearer.Alice was lagging behind as jasmine strove fast laughing out loud to alice,"catme alice if u can!".As the blinding glow of the pearl fell on jasmine's eyes she felt so enchanted she could not move.the bubbles of her energetic breaths started to slow as it went up .Her eyes opened up as if she was reading a devine magical spell.Her mouth moved a bit and just then a vicious tantacle caught her in the head.And stung by it her lifeless body shattered on to the neighboring rock and from behind came a giant plankton.Its sword-like snout and jaws lined with predatory fangs soon devoured jasmine in whole.Alice was shocked and paralysed to move but her small body felt an electic move.The giant plankton turned around in no time but before it could hit she was out of there.Fast as she could she swam and swam with all her strength locked in fillets.And soon she reached the group in whole .The other fishes all talked to each other for how lucky she was to live another day.


But today as she stands wise, slow and old she finds life very slow.With every bubble that comes of her mouth she now awaits her final demise.Her captor have perhaps forgotten her for they dont seldom visit her anymore.With her fillets now old and torn she searches in the wall that magical spell devine.

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Life is based on dharma and that is it and was it always.

In summary the main philosophical subject matter of the Bhagavad Gita is the explanation of five basic concepts or "truths"-----------

* Ishvara (The Supreme Controller)
* Jiva (Living beings/the individualized soul)
* Prakrti (Nature/Matter)
* Dharma (Duty in accordance with Divine law)
* Kaala (Time)

God was there and is there.THose who disbelieve him actually believe him the most.Whenever we suffer pain and in the sense of deep anguish we look towards him for peace and solace.Patients suffering from diseases like lungcancer and brain tumour are live examples of how GOD brings peace to the afflicted souls.Atleast they find a source of inspiration to live in an otherwise unimaginative and cruel world .Imagine yourself haveing blood cancer and living a life in an hospital waiting for your death and find that all your friends are busy in their own lives and your neighbours too..would that please you? GIta doesnot say that --"u DONT WORK" BUT GITA SAYS THAT "U WORK BUT FOR DHARMA AND NOT FOR PROSPERITY" .HUMAN History had scene enough bloodshed and devastation on the name of prosperity but without respect to prakriti ,ishwara and kaala dharma cannot be accomplished and without dharma there cannot be peace.People forget that they too are mortals and will die..and that every day they live is a day less that they have got to live on this beautiful planet and hence indulge in sin and get dissolved in it.I have met people who say at times that GOD is not there but they fail to realise his GIGANTIC presence in the souls as small as an ant and the wind that brushes the shores of the sea.They cry over and lose faith at deaths in natural disasters and say ,"THERE IS NO GOD AND MY FRIEND IS DEAD OR MY FATHER OR MOTHER IS DEAD INSPITE OF THEY BEING GOOD PEOPLE" forget that the cycle of life and was and is and will be the iternal cycle for all animals living on earth.Tiger eating a sheep and a sheep eating grass is all part of cycle and any act of disbalancing it in act against nature and against GOD.People think that they live a life and for every good deed they should be rewarded fail to take into account the very fact that their very existence is itself an award for nothing after or before it is known to a living man.IT is amazing that inspite of knowing that the upanishads continuously stress on views like atma and parmatma ,just owing to the rapid development of mordern sciences people feel averse to accept the unconditional supreme being.

In the words of gita,"Cancalam Hi Manah Krsna Pramathi Balavaddrdham
Tasyaham Nigraham Manye Vayoriva Suduskaram"

This Sloka states that the Individual self is the traveler in the chariot of the material body and the intelligence is the driver. Mind is the driving instrument and the senses are the horses. Thus, the self is the enjoyer or sufferer in the relationship of the mind and senses.

In the words of gita,"Na Mam Duskrtino Mudhah Prapadyante Naradhamah
Mayayapahrtajnana Asuram Bhavamasritah"

This Shloka says that people who are attracted by maya of God lose their mind. They get fascinated by the baser impulses and stop worshipping God. These people are stupid and evil who don't even understand that all these things are part of the web created by the Almighty.

In the same essence in the words of bible we find in the old testament in 1.18 isiah says,"Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow."

Similarly in oldtestament isiah says,"Arise, shine; for thy light is come, and the glory of the Lord is risen upon thee."

both the above lines are self explainatory and lays down how the GOD's son had wished life is to be load.

It is hurtful to find that people debate on existance of the greatest spirit when the quotes have always incited in them a strong urge to live and live in the truest sense.People get drawn towards films and scenes of hatred and lust more than they get drawn towards great deeds.Which again had been boldly stated in bible how to overcome the overwhelming urge which is very human.The gnawing urge has only led to devastation and ruining of lives yet humans bound by passion and vague sense of adventure gets trapped era after era.Only way out of sufferings have been a simple life which only a few are able to live.Those that do often get criticised by a section as a mug or a non adventurist imbecile creature but they the more adventurous ones soon find the calamity falling on themselves.The scenes of braveness in films are mostly done by stuntman who do it after years of practice and after careful precautionary measures.But the ones in audience fall for it and take it to reality and set the "false" as "true" at the back of their minds and keep accumulating such things.THe net result is that they soon lose their own existance lost in the wild of "false" saying it to be true and set the standard of others life as a marker to his own and find solace in the fact that others too have been languising a life of sin and punishment.It is important here to state a few points which often leads to frustration in youth over the whole concept of karma.The issue here is that sin is based on falsehood and is driven by desire.The development of a heart which is independent of grief is only possible when it is flexible and oily.By the term oily means just like oil acts as a lubricant ,the heart should also not be remarked by events around .Deaths life and birth are a cycle on their own.Every individual is born with a destiny which cannot be forsaken.But the good deeds itself leed to the path of respect which inturn lead to a better and congenial climate to live.

INTRODUCTION

"तुम अपने अापको भगवान के अर्पित करो। यही सबसे उत्तम सहारा है। जो इसके सहारे को जानता है वह भय, चिन्ता, शोक से सर्वदा मुक्त है। "


HI friends i am uddalak banerjee.I am an ordinary individual who likes to dream.I am slow and timid but bold enough to voice my opinion in case of dire need.I wear a spectacle which is old and usually dont much care of looks.I dont talk much but i like to draw and write.I have had the privedge to read books like BIBLE and GITA and have accumulated some essential knowledge from them.Through this blog i seek to share some of my learnings because very few people are left to effectively answer the queries that often shroud the young minds.WEll i am not qualified to teach u any such thing.I pray everyday and feel hurt when people question GOD and its existence and all i seek is purity and chastity in the process of thought.Like the body needs a shower at times our mind needs it too to free itself from all the dirt that gets accumulated over the time of our life as we grow up.

I would first begin with a what great people have felt about gita and life .These quotes are from people who have enlightened the world through their great deeds and deserve a lot of respect and their words too hence have a sense of deep realisation which u me perhaps would only realise over a great expanse of time and while implementing their golden pure principles.----

MAHATMA GANDHI--"gita is the mother of mordern sciences"
**Hence i would be dealing with mordern sciences through pure understanding and clarity of thought.


ARABINDO GHOSH--
"In the morning I bathe my intellect in the stupendous and cosmogonal philosophy of the Bhagavad-Gita, in comparison with which our modern world and its literature seems puny and trivial. "

DR ALBERT SCHWEITZER---

"The Bhagavad-Gita is the most systematic statement of spiritual evolution of endowing value to mankind. It is one of the most clear and comprehensive summaries of perennial philosophy ever revealed; hence its enduring value is subject not only to India but to all of humanity"

ALDOUS HUXLEY----

"The Bhagavad-Gita is a true scripture of the human race a living creation rather than a book, with a new message for every age and a new meaning for every civilization."

HERMAN HESSE----
"The Bhagavad-Gita deals essentially with the spiritual foundation of human existence. It is a call of action to meet the obligations and duties of life; yet keeping in view the spiritual nature and grander purpose of the universe. "

RAMANUJA-----
"From a clear knowledge of the Bhagavad-Gita all the goals of human existence become fulfilled. Bhagavad-Gita is the manifest quintessence of all the teachings of the Vedic scriptures. "

SWAMI VIKANANDA----
"The Bhagavad-Gita was spoken by Lord Krishna to reveal the science of devotion to God which is the essence of all spiritual knowledge. The Supreme Lord Krishnas primary purpose for descending and incarnating is relieve the world of any demoniac and negative, undesirable influences that are opposed to spiritual development, yet simultaneously it is His incomparable intention to be perpetually within reach of all humanity. "