KhepiAri

Tonight I leave for home, sadly my laptop stays behind as my twisted fate has her way always. Off course I wont ever decline that I am Technologically Handicapped, but the Techno-God has some special problem with me. No matter how well and fine gadget I buy, they always end up giving me trouble. My cell-phones, my laptop, my hard-disk, my digital camera everything has given me heart attacks once in a while. This time its my laptop, now only gadgets that are normal- my camera, pen-drive, hard-disk, cell-phone and my portable-music-player. Lets hope they remain in good health. Since my laptop has an extended vacation my plans for blog are postponed, and I will schedule some blog-posts for the month of July.  This time my stay was short, a ten day trip, but I enjoyed myself as usual. I was not over fed this time, but as soon as I reach home, I have to get back to my dieting. Since this July I finally turn 20, yes finally goodbye teens so need to look youthful and young. When...

My exam is over, I am back at my sister's and brother-in-laws home in City of Joy. This time its Man of Steel which bought me here. Yes will watch Superman the first Superhero of comics world, the most popular hero. So Man of Steel it is. Since I am sitting here ideal and remembering my last visit in city of joy. Now we are going to have little flash back story about the death ride I was forced to endure or as my sister would put it "break your Jinx". Last December, my great sister, brother in law , his sister and my sisters doctor friend included me to their adventure group. Kolkata has a popular amusement park called Nicco Park. My brave heart sister had her share of fun when she was six. She enjoyed to the fullest, my mom could not enjoy the rides as she was having me inside.  This place is the reason I could never enjoy rides as the fear of rides was transmitted into me while in womb. So there I was in Nicco park for first time but virtually second time. The fe...

{I dont own Junjou Romantica., its created by the awesome Shungiku Nakamura. But I wish I owned them, then Nowaki would Have Been Mine.} BACKGROUND OF STORY ( Hiroki is an assistant professor in M university, he is 32 and lives with his boyfriend Nowaki who is 28 and a resident doctor. In the real story they are called the egoist couple. In story  Nowaki had gone to  USA to study when he was 24 and Hiroki was sad, so we have that past haunting him here. Hiroki is very shy, hence  he is always afraid of being dumped, but Nowaki loves him too much) “Hiro-San!, Hiro-San!” Nowaki broke in to the small apartment. “Welcome back Brat” Nowaki looked around to find his beloved Hiro-san buried deep inside the book. It had been ten years they wear together. Hiroki was fuming over the novel he was reading, as if something disturbed him. Demon Kamijou was giving his infamous frown which froze Nowaki. Hiroki looked up, with eyes which were shouting out loud to Nowaki f...

{(Well I lied, I am back, my first major paper was pathetic, second paper I survived. Technically my exam gets over on 14th june. My post exam slumber has begun before my exams are over. My Net problems still prevail,  exams went down the water, so sad me read fanfictions in my cellphone. This resulted in me penning my own. So I am going to put up two fanfictions. One is Princess Tutu another Junjou Romantica. Its not good, but lets say, if you like it, I will create a page called Witchiction. This particular story is written for my soul sister, its her  belated birthday gift from me. Dear Soul-Sister, we had decided in seventh grade to give Fakir and Ahiru their happy ending, so here is my little attempt to give them Happy Ending.)  Disclaimer- I dont, will never ever own Princess Tutu, it belongs to Ikuko Itoh. /this Anime means a lot to us specially my Soul sister and me,} BACKGROUND OF STORY ( In the Anime , Ahiru was a character created to help Mytho ...

(My net problem is still going on, hence I am Virtually cut off Virtual world. Do not ask how mother’s day was. Last year she found the gift before time as you had read.  So this year I was careful to be more far sighted. Hence she woke up, had her morning walk still did not notice her gift waiting on her dressing table. Fate had to always twist it. My exam are nearing and this time I am serious so will upload articles and more new stuff after 14 th June) {Here is a small drabble that was going in mind for a while. Just random thoughts and questions no answer found yet…..} As in much previous post I have been skeptical about feelings. Few days back when I was reading Murakami, I felt most of the novels deal with love. Love of all kind, not only novels, movies, anime, cartoons, songs everything and anything for once has love as the theme. Keats had his own love, Sylvia Plath had sad love for dark within, Othello had jealousy created of love, Browning dealt with the ...

The word ‘marriage’ seriously needs some discussion with today’s youth. Another batch mate of mine eloped and got married few days back. I as good friend did what I do best ‘yell’ at her. I shouted at her for being so reckless and stupid just when exams are digging over grave. Our semester finals are a week away and this young lady eloped. When I was small I use to think marriage was what parents decide for you as you grow up. After sometime I realized there was more to it.  There was so called Love marriage and Arrange marriage. Arrange marriage rules in our family mostly, occasional love marriages have taken place too. My free spirited sister to gladly had arranged marriage.  But when I joined my beloved school BGR vid, we found many folds to “simple Arrange marriage” and “simple Love marriage”. Now I am utterly disappointed with both.  I seriously think this institution needs many guidelines for the eloping love struck creatures. My batch mate, let’s call h...

This post might sound repetitive and my anger may look futile. Still I will write and vent out my anger. A few days back after my beloved cell phone returned from care shop, I decided to check in my watsapp and change the display picture. So I put a picture of my short legs in my red kitten heel peep toe.   The picture had no hidden motive but a decision out of my random nature. Honestly I love my small short toned legs and I love those kitten heel. These are the only shoes I have ever bought with my own pocket money. I simply love the pair. My walking mate thought that these were new pair but they are four year old. Off course she   loved the shoes she is a girl too. But a certain someone of my acquaintance is on watsapp too. This certain someone had been sent a picture of my beloved Goldie. Instead replying about Goldie I got a question followed by a statement. I was asked if my picture was an erotic sensual display of skin. I got a suggestion from them that, I sho...