Thursday, March 3, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Funny trip to Dakshineshwar and Belur Math
Found some happy fellows in my PG and we decided to go for a holy trip! We are well off with the generation next hang outs in city center and places like that but not to forget we are cultural :-P So we four girls from different ethnicities hit the road to Dakshineshwar.
Walking towards the bus depot, we got stuck with two cute lil’ distractions – sons of a bitch. Hey, I meant puppies (come on J).

We were already late for the trip but could not stop taking some snaps of those two. We moved ahead, my friend saw one bus going towards the temple but I advised against getting on that bus ‘cos I thought that it was coming from the temple. After reaching the depot we sat on the same bus which went in the same direction :-p.
The journey started and all of us dozed off. When I opened my eyes it was almost dark outside. It took such a long time to reach the place. Finally we reached. I was leading the team because they were new here. Asked the road people for directions and moved accordingly. I stopped at the board where Dakhshineshwar was written in huge bold letters. Eureka! Found it!
Before entering I told them to stand beside the gate for a click. Walking toward the place, the girls were asking me why that place has only one temple ‘cos there was supposed to be many. On top of that I was hearing railway announcements. I stopped and asked a woman, “Isn’t this the temple?”. The man next to her replied, “No, this is a metro station."

(I am so bustedL). Instantly our girl from south told us to follow her. She actually knew the way. About turn and left-right (lol). We took a turn and went to the actual temple J
Could not roam about much because the temple was about to close. After a lot of pulling and shoving in the queue, we managed to see Kali Ma and I also tied a string of hope on the railing near the Shiva temple.
Moving on we planned to go for a boat ride to Belur math. They all hopped on the ferry except me. I was still standing on the deck with legs shaking. Man I am such a freak :-p. Told the boat guy to hold both of my hands and then I stepped in (phew!). Throughout the ride we had a jolly time taking snaps, rolling over the boat and trying not to fall off hehe!

It took 15 minutes to reach belur. Again I freaked out while stepping out. One guy held one hand of mine; still I was looking for another. My friend raised her hand but I refused. Waving my free hand to another guy, “you please hold my hand?!” Got down safelyJ
Belur was totally different from Dakshineshwar. It’s calm and clean! We were not allowed to take snaps but the place was so overwhelming our hands itched to take photographs. Sadly we could not. Looking around here and there we were directed towards the inside of the monastery where Lord Ramakrishna resides. We were not allowed to make any sound while we entered. Everybody was meditating. I also thought of meditating so we sat along with the crowd. I closed my eyes and started praying. Everyone was so quiet that I could only hear them breathe. But someone was snoring lols! Man, he could not find any other place? I controlled my laughter and quickly went out of that place.
We travelled around and started moving towards the other side of the edifice. Again we weren’t allowed to go there. I saw a big car nearing towards us. I and my friend kept on looking for the VIP inside the car but all we could see was an orange cap on the front seat besides the driver. Was he invisible?:-O. "Arrey where is the man?", my other friend replied, "look outside the car he has stepped out." :-P :-P
We were through with the sightseeing and so it was a wrap for the day. Time to go home! I was thinking that this would be a holy trip but it ended up to be a funny one! God, do forgive us if we went wrong somewhere would ya?!!!
Monday, September 13, 2010
Till we meet again

Saturday, February 6, 2010
Unforgettable Digha
It was a rushing dawn. I had to wake up early to receive him from the station. The night before was a stunning experience. Danced my life in the disco, lost my cell phone from the lounge. Of course I made him mad as well ha-ha! On top of that, I did my assignment till 2 am wow ;-)
Anyways... So I got up, got ready, took a bus and whoosh...
Alone in the bus, nervous and excited, I was slowly reaching close to the station. Finally, I was there. I called him up, asked where he was waiting; he said I was on the right track. He was close to the place where I was looking for him. My eyes were desperate to have one glance of him. Just after a while, I saw him. We moved towards each other like an invisible force of attraction. When the distance faded away between us, we hugged. Oh! My life came back to me. He quickly booked a taxi and we headed towards the bus depot. Just as we stepped out of the taxi, our bus was waiting for us. Sure the time was right for us. We were all set for Digha!!
“Oh re manwa tu toh bawra hai… kyu dikhaye sapne tu sote jagte…
Jo barse sapne boond boond
Naino ko moond moond
Kaise mai chalu, dekh na saku anjane raaste”
The song of “Iktaara” added a special meaning to our journey. We did not know that we will get a time like this together. Sure we were crazy. We were taking our dreams together in those unknown roads to a place away from the crowd. I was amazed to see things getting real to me...
It was a pretty long journey. I dozed off on his shoulders, I did not even know how the time passed by so soon. I recaptured my senses and saw his face. “Oh, you are here, we are really going to Digha!” Ha-ha!
We were going along alright till suddenly the bus halted in the middle of the road. We were 25 minutes close to the place. But what happened? Heard that there was a strike going on. The bus won’t go any further. Alas! I was confused what was going to happen next. He got down from the bus and told me to stay inside. I was scared. He came back to tell me that we have to get off from the bus right away. I was reluctant to get off. Same was with all the rest of the passengers. The bus strode to go a lil’ further but… We had to get off after some time. No more dreams, this was reality… That also a shocking one!
What next? We took our bags on our shoulders and started to look for a lift. Lift? There is no lift in a village. Hardly could we see any cars on the way. Those which we saw did not wait for us. There were some scooter like carts over the road. Yeah, that was our only way out. As soon as one cart got ready, we all rushed to grab a seat. Thankfully, we both got our place on the cart. But he was painstakingly clinging to the seat as he was the tallest of the lot :-P
From AC to natural AC, we were all consoling ourselves that this cart is our life saver. The roads were so narrow, that we were riding against the thorny bushes. Imagine what was his condition lols! But it was fun all the way. We were passing the local people and they were looking at us with humor. Even I was smiley faced througho
After a long and painful journey of dust and thorns, we finally…Yes, finally reached our destination!
The first part was a dream second was an eye opener. I think the twist was necessary to add a spark to my trip. Anyway, all’s well that ends well…
Monday, May 25, 2009
Ooh baby baby !
Hmm.. long time here.. Well a lot of things happened lately..At home, nothing special but outside.. sure is something special..Made gajar ka halwa for him some days back,that too on an unexpected day..Last night,I had a stupid argument with him.Don't know how it came around.And he is (my goodness), too much of a stubborn boy.He does not stay calm when things are firing up.Now a days I don't feel like arguing much,specially on worthless topics.But, for him its like a game.. Anyway..The night did not go too well.I woke up this morning and it was raining all day.Gave him a call at around 6:43, said I am sorry..it did not move him much and in return he said, he has to see today if he gets free to meet me.I said okay.I spent the whole day as I do normally.. sleeping,eating,listening to music..
The restaurant was empty by then.Only a few people( two or three) were sitting at the corner of the room.So we sat where we always use to sit.This time together on the couch.He started talking about his hectic day, his responsibilities have increased.I was all ears,was looking in his eyes to make him feel cared.I had got all wet in the rain.Still, being with him always feels warm
I am in love again
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Innocent infatuation
My very first crush was when I was in class 2. Its true that I did not know what was love that time..I was a baby :-) Only now I know what was that all about. There was a cute lil' boy in my class. He was fair ,had soft chubby cheeks and big eyes just like crystals. His cherry lips were always set in a pout. I always wanted to share my tiffin with him (it was the way to express my love that time haha!!) One day, I got a lucky chance to share my tiffin with him. The whole class was somewhat empty. He and I were sitting adjacent to each other. I looked at his tiffin and chuckled a bit. We both had brought breads in our tiffins. The only difference was that,he had bread and jam and I had bread and butter ^-^. I asked him, " Do u want to share ?.." He asked me what I have and I answered. He then asked me whether my butter was bought or home made.I paused for a while. My lil' brains gave me an idea that he might like if I say that the butter was home made ( it was actually not :-p). So I said the same thing which I thought. I waited for a good response, may be a little dimple on his face. But alas, he did not take it. Poor me, I could not even take his bread and jam in return ..' ';)
Coincidental crush..
About Me
- Paromita
- Hello,I am Paromita.But my name is just for college purpose.People like calling me paro or paru :) I am a dreamer.My world is filled with surprises,love,sadness,heart aches but no regrets!!I find happiness in every small things in life and do my best to bring a smile on someone's face.Humor is my middle name.My idea of fun is pulling friend's legs,giving weird names to people,making a lighter version of a serious issue and many more ;-)It does not mean that I can't be serious?!!Only when it is required. I used to maintain a diary when I was a kid.I even wrote a few entries recently,but the habit of writing is not like before.I came with this idea of putting something up over the internet and let my friends and other readers have views about it,so that I can continue my journey of penning my entries. Happy reading !!:-)


