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The Frustrated me

When I was taught the first alphabets I had realised that education and me we would never be on friendly terms. I learned words, forgot half of them and eventually I was put to most elite school of the city. Among elites I was the fool, I struggled with words their pronunciation and spellings which I still do. I got scolded in class for being inattentive, beaten up in home for returning with half done work. I would get pointed out by teachers for my shitty handwriting which in polite language would be illegible. I always got the highest rank from bottom which often provoked me to hide my marksheets and report card; over all my education life has been a pathetic one except for my wonderful two year stay at BRPL Vid. If I had my way I would erase all my memories till grade fifth. In less than three months I shall be graduating, if my calculations are right with an average of 8.2 GPA and most probably having a place in top three in my department. When I joined English Honours I ...

Really all for Thy Name?

(Was written on 8th March 2014, but due to internet problem I am publishing it today. So I won't change the unrefined mood in this piece of writing its the first hand chronicle of my feelings. Warning may sound repetitive and boring to few so don't scroll down {Yes Elder Sister Its meant for you, so don't read} ) I who had refrained from having any emotional attachment with my Pink College was dragged to college today by my walking mate. In this hateful relationship with my college I had taken the side of ignorance and remained in home, so after one month of abandoning my college life and zero attendance I was forced to attend my classes since last Wednesday. Today for first time in history of our college, Pink College had done something exceptional and has earned my rare appriciation.  On the occasion of International Women’s Day, our college celebrated this so called special day by screening an American-Persian collaborated Film The Stoning...

Music Mania.

Theory of creation has various ideas some say humans were born from the reaction that happened in ether, other say we were created by certain gardener who later kicked us out, another tells we were created out from the drop of sweat or the tale of two brothers who created us with left over raw materials from their earlier creations. The most fascinating idea is the theory of creation is human were born from music. A certain deity played her drums and the beautiful vibrations created us. Music has always played a significant role in the development of culture around the world. Music is the universal link which can never be confined or separated, it spreads like forest fire. We cannot imagine a world where we have no music be it Classical or Sufi to Instrumental or Rap. We have classical music around the world which commoners don’t understand and often find boring. We have popular music which the elite discard as unrefined. Heavy metal artist are often thought as the agents of Sa...

The Indian Prom

American teenage rom-com movies end with the chase to prom night. The night which appears to be all about dancing and glitters, all the girls are in beautiful gowns and boys in tuxedos. They take limos to enjoy the time of their lives. Alas nothing of this sort happens in India other than in Kjo’s movies. Colleges in our state are hell bent to turn into a puritan allegory, so from this context prom night is a far away dream in Indian reality. Still we have our share of romantic day where we can all be beautiful and pumped to the heights. It’s not a prom night but a day to worship the goddess of wisdom. Basant Panchami is celebrated throughout the country, somewhere in more glory and others in delight. On this day my state and other states of East India celebrate Saraswati Puja. Luckily this day is not exclusive to senior year students of high-school, but an event celebrated by all. From a tyke to old lady celebrate the grace of goddess. This day is also known as the Indian Vale...

Review- Aghori Issue-9 and That Man Solomon Issue-1

Series Name- Aghori (Arc-II) Book V -Bloodlines, Issue 9. Writer - Ram V Artist - Gaurav Shrivastav Issue 9 opens again in an occult ceremony, where hooded men offer the five elements to raise the Hashisheen (ancient Persian assassins) from the land of dead and sinners. A bald and greenish grey man raises our Antagonist for this arc.  He is branded with various marks and has yellow eyes. Our Hashisheen is summoned by a man who refuses to give his name and asks him to kill the people whose names are on the paper. He is asked to erase their bloodlines from the earth. Next pages we find a handsome Kris being pushed to tracks. A seventy year old man Avi Dada killed on his birthday followed by Big Mak. Our Hashisheen finally goes to kill his easiest and last target a baby in cradle. But as his soliloquy ends he is stabbed by Vira. Vira saves the baby while our Krona kills other of Hashisheen’s comrade on roof top and Desh killing rest on the road. Our anta...

Drive-A-Vu part-IV

 (The part four of my driving lesson)                                                                                                                  Daredevil had to leave Bunny Instructor, Scared Cat and Knowing for the delicate husband she left at home. The lessons were never going to be same for the trio again. The lessons were going to be deprived of adrenaline rush, hence peaceful days seemed near. Knowing being an infrequent learner, mother of Sacred Cat decided to join in for moral encouragement. The ‘omen’ Scared Cat wanted to avoid was sitting in the backseat. Now the rides were no longer taking place in the secured but rule less fields, now the car was running on road. The road ...

Review:- Aghori Book-4 and Skull Rosary

Aghori Book- 4 Writer-   Ram V Artists- Vivek Goel, Gaurav Shrivastav Book four opens in 13 th century in a village, soon we find ourselves in the tantric ceremony of waking up the demon. The demon couldn’t be resurrected and hence the place was sealed and is being protected by the soul of Balnath. Soon we find a lamenting Vira and his desperation to save the one he loves most his son. A drunken Vira soon realises his desire to love his son and save him. Meanwhile our sidekick Ashwin is in search of the Aghori. Ashwin is helped by a silver hair character soon to be launched under HCE. Finally our boy Krona aka Vira’s son is seen with the Twins : Koka and Vikoka. So Krona is our medium standing on the land Balnath’s soul is protecting and Krona is the key to his resurrection. We find Vira waving goodbye to his crow and Ashwin. Vira has accepted his path to protect his son. In next pages we have high action Vira fighting Koka and Vikoka in their true form. Ash...