Justifying the Name

Finally, i could find the courage to put this thing on sale. Friends, i officially announce the opening of my blog. Congratulations and encouragements are always welcomed. Naahhh, who cares. Just put on some good comments and that shall do. All brilliant ideas strike the mind when your are in deep shit. And so was the case with me. I was half way through nature's call, when i thought of writing my own blog. For an average guy, with nothing so special to boost about except some piece of writing can be a pretty good deal. I had some old writings of mine which can be added. And if this works out well, few more shall be on the way.
The very first question, what shall i name it. No baby was born, so no extra time was supposed to be spent on this. I just googled out Amit, and it said a hell lot of things about me. To my surprise most of it came out to be true. Was it some kind of sorcery.Try it out for your own with the link http://www.first-names-meanings.com/.
Some of my highlights were.

• Amit   is an attractive man who exudes an air of peace and calm. His discreet and reserved manner reflects a certain mystery which only adds to his undeniable charm.
• Amit   is a sensitive man (although he doesn´t always know how to show it) who is often influenced by the family environment in some way or another.
• It is completely useless to try to get him to talk at all costs if he has decided on the contrary: you´ll only embarrass him and you might as well bang your head against a brick wall for all the difference it´ll make. 
• Consciously or unconsciously, he cultivates mystery in his secret garden (two letters with a value of 7 in a four letter name), and certainly prefers to remain silent than engage in small talk
• He appreciates power, success and tangible assets. He is ambitious and very capable of mustering all of his courage, strength and energy in order to obtain his heart´s desire, which is to surpass himself, to excel and to win.
• Likewise, in romance he is enigmatic, perplexing and just beyond the reach of human understanding, and this actually applies as much to his friendships as it does to his love relationships.

All of these concluded that Amit is an ocean of mystery and trying to understand him, could lead people to bang their head unnecessarily.

A Perfect Spider Web

They say life becomes beautiful if you deliver a genuine smile. And a genuine smile turns up, when you see good things around you. Its been a year since i left home to start a new journey. A journey called life on ur own. Post college, i have realized how difficult it is to earn a handsome respect. Our culture teaches us to get tied to relationships and maintain a level of humbleness. And here i get to see the cons of our culture.

If you want to crack a joke about someone, think 100 times before delivering it. But in college, even if the person felt bad, then the same old Odia dialogue ***** *** ****. Honestly speaking, you learn to be a man if you behave. So all the male folks, if you want to have a good wife respecting you, start behaving like a man not a hooligan. 

I still remember the Raymond ad. A cool man drawn  into an awesome tuxedo and his wife resting her palms on his shoulders. Transition is a terrible thing to accept. But seriously, gone are the days when we could look at a girl, self activate our hormones and pass a lousy comment at her. 

Drawing attention to a genuine smile. Coming from office in a hot summer, if someone offers you a chilled glass of water. It feels divine. Something similar happened to me, when i saw the smile on this pretty woman's face. I fell in love with this girl and lucky me, she fell for me too. Maybe my smile comprising of some twisted teeth drew her attention towards me. Now i could justify my genuine smile. Her beautiful smile was always proportional to mine.We stay far away from each other, but the reason of smile is always the same.

I always had the urge to be respected by others. And this woman taught me how to gain respect. I played many a gamble in my life. Changed my style of living, adjusted to the  need of hour and justified my statement of being versatile in my CV. Then i started realizing if my versatility was on the higher side. You can mold 1kg of gold into any shape you feel like. But if you try remolding it repeatedly, its quality and quantity shall no longer be retained. 

A spider cannot stay on his web, if the edges are not held tightly from the center. And to balance the web, he has to locate the center perfectly.

Trying to build a strong balance in life, but still searching for the perfect center. The good part is, a spider never leaves the web incomplete. Can i be like the spider? Guess all spiders are not that bad.

Then came SHE

Then there I was in my 3^rd sem. New mates, added difficulties had their effects. My dad’s friend was in Delhi. Her daughter was getting admitted to my college. Funny part, she came in at a time when I was in most need of a girlfriend (I say most need coz rest all had tasted the fruit).

She was like guuuud ( ie good in all aspects we look into). I was all ready to lend her a helping hand, leg, shirt, pant whatever she fell in need for. Damn, she went for CSE, then I started cursing my brother for bringing in the ETC crap into my parents head. She had an awesome figure. The best part, her height was less than mine and I started budding great thoughts in my mind. 
My one sided love affair started with a good go I must say. Somehow I managed to find her number. I was no doubt ecstatic. But talking to her was a big deal for me. I waited for the good times and the good time never came.

She hardly gave me a call. It was me who send the signals to the towers and the towers to her. My receiver hardly picked any of her signals. Unfortunately, we talked studies and only studies over phone. She considered me to be a good student and I was proud enough to show that off. I advised her to do this and study that bla bla bla. But she never realised that the flow of knowledge with combined effect from the testosterone was awesome at the other end. I decided to call her for lunch some day and got some good excuses either. She scored 8.4 in her first sem and I asked for a treat. But a suitable time never came. Days passed by, but my dream of a date with her was still on hault. My thoughts were carrying me to the outer world now. 

The Love Ignited

I turned 20 this July. Guys what do you think? 20 yrs of age and someone not falling in love. Can this truly happen? Well in country like India it does happen. And its then we feel like saying "SHIT HAPPENS".Whatever, we all like hitting true love.

It was my 11^th standard. Fell in love for the very first time. She was from the tutorials. I really liked her calmness, attitude and frankly she carried the decent girly behavior which fascinated me. A simple girl from a simple family with that innocence on her face. She was real my type. But the concept of "girls=ruined career" kept on pinching me . Maybe I could propose to her later, maybe after my +2. That was my plan then. The funny part, I have spoken to her only once in my life. I hardly got to see her again. But came to know later that she studied at a nearby college and was with another boy. It did hurt. But I gave away my chance when I had it. DD said she was not in the same note as earlier. She succeeded in bringing my smile back. But losing a beauty of her standards felt like draining out constipated stool from the fragile ass. I guess wrong love was what she chose for herself. Well she was never such. I still remember the day, when I viewed her in that velvet maroon salwar with the oodhni studded around her neck and that cute doll like smile. She looked like a real angel (in my words, she was stunning hot). Its been 5 yrs since then.