between the binaries...

Surprised at the title of this blog post? Don't be. This one is not a story unlike most of other my blog posts. This is just a thought! You're as usual free to agree or disagree; however, don't try to impose your thoughts on me. Thanks for your stopover at this blog. It's highly appreciated… Let me add a little pretext to the sequence of thoughts, though the pretext has no relevance to the thought process. It's just there to add some color. Pretext I was pretty jobless today, as the training for the day got cancelled. I was just surfing the net when I got a message from Preethi. She asked me if I was busy. I replied "No, I am not". She wanted to go out for a walk and I joined her. We went to the fish pond and parked our asses there. I was quiet (usually, I'm this big bad blabber mouth). And since it is quite a departure from my usual self (read the text in the brackets), it disturbed the lady sitting by me (Preethi). She, out of see...

Name – Disha Sengupta Age – 32 years Marital Status – Divorcee Social Status – Upper Middle Class Employment – Ad Filmmaker, J. Walter Thompson Name – Dhritiman Mukherjee Age – 34 years Marital Status – Divorcee Social Status – Upper Middle Class Employment – Senior Manager, Business Development, Infosys BPO Two people – who were unaware of each other's existence – whose paths had never crossed – who were busy leading their mundane lives – Two people – who had nothing in common; but yet, something in common. Yes! Something in common. Who had even thought that a routine, a mundane day would give their lives and their ideologies a completely new spin! This is the story of Disha, the story of Dhritiman and an accidental meeting over coffee! A lot of people say that life is all about fighting! Fighting to race ahead in the line to get the ration, fighting to get a job, fighting to succeed and fighting to get attention. But, how many realize ...

What the fuck man! Why do I've to get up and go the fucking bathroom every single morning? Chalo chodo yaar… Jo karna hai, so toh karna hai… - I spoke to myself and forced myself out of the bed. I managed to walk to the bathroom like a freakin' zombie, while digging stuff out of my eye. I reached the bathroom door, stood there by the wall and kisi tarah apne aap ko sambhal ke khada hua… After all, raat bhar peeney ke baad hangover toh rahega hi… Sar dard ke saath dolte dolte darwaaze ka knob khola and I entered the loo. Inside the loo, I switched on the light, stood in front of the mirror and looked at my ugly face. I took out my toothbrush and applied some paste on it… Brush karte-karte, I wanted to pee, so I walked towards the WC. Just as I was peeing, my toothbrush fell in to it. "Fuck man!" ,I screamed to myself… When things have to go wrong, they go wrong (Murphy's law!) I was so fuckin' inebriated, that just put my hand in to the loo to retri...