Wednesdays are not wordless

Since, I have not been able to post anything worthwhile for quite a time. Here is a song from my favorite Zubeen




The lyrics of the song is available in my friends blog.

http://www.himjyoti.com/2010/10/blog-post_27.html

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Goodbye

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Beautiful, Slim, Sexy, 28, Unmarried.
For the last 10 years, nothing changed in her shaadi.com profile, not even her age.
Today, she is ready to say goodbye to her profile, as someone is at last going to marry this fat 38 year old manglik woman, just because he loves her. Though death frightens him.

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Wish

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Today, I had an Ice Cream,
In your favorite ice cream parlor,
Your favorite flavor,
They also played your favorite music
Taking me back to the days,
Which were favorite to both of us
I just wished that you were with me
I wish you had not left me
Alone in this ruthless world
I still remember
Your body cold
and your smile sweet
Just like the ice cream
I wish I hadn't killed you

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Waving Flag

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Hidden

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Enter Your Hidden Password to Read this Post.
Hint: Blog-a-Ton 11
Password 

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Escape

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This post has escaped from the realms of the blog. Please come back again to this blog for the next edition of Blog-a-ton.

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Happy April Fool's Day

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What If?

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 7; the seventh edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton.

I was not part of the decision when this topic was decided. Sorry! My bad! I was busy for nothing. I must acknowledge that it is the best topic so far in the history of blog-a-ton. I had seriously many weird ideas  that came to my mind. Even if my blog is B-Grade but the other participants of Blog-a-ton are not. So, I am not posting it. 

So, what if God was in happy mood (or perhaps funny mood) and decided that every wish will be granted today.

So Vipul Grover, the founder blog-a-ton marshal somehow came to know about it.(Sign of a good blogger :P) He cried, "God! Please give me some hair. Main taras gaya huun!"

God: I cannot give you more hair, I myself don't have much. Ask for something else.

Vipul: Ok! Then make all my hair that I have 7 inches long.

God: Any specific reasons for choosing the no. 7? 

Vipul: It will commemorate Blog-a-ton 7

God: Ok! As you wish!

Our Smart Guy Vipul forgot that he has hair all over his body except his head, and all over his body he had 7 inch long hair. I will not go into more details.

Moral of the story: Be specific with your needs and wishes.

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A Hilarious Mail from a frustrated victim of chain mails

(This is one of the chain mails, I got today morning. My friend wanted me to post it in my blog. We both are tired of chain mails by a few of our friends who are on the way of becoming professional chain mail senders.)

I wanted to thank all my friends and family who have forwarded chain letters to me in 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009 and continuing it in 2010 also.......

Because of your kindness:

* I stopped drinking Coca Cola after I found out that it's good for removing toilet stains.

* I stopped going to the movies for fear of sitting on a needle infected with AIDS.

* Forwarded hundreds of mails but still waiting for FREE DESKTOP, LAPTOP, CAMERA, CELLPHONE etc…..

* I smell like a wet dog since I stopped using deodorants because they cause cancer...

* I don't leave my car in the parking lot or any other place and sometimes I even have to walk about 7 blocks for fear that someone will drug me with a perfume sample and try to rob me.

* I also stopped answering the phone for fear that they may ask me to dial a stupid number and then I get a phone bill with calls to Uganda, Pakistan, Singapore and Tokyo...

* I also stopped drinking anything out of a Can for fear that I will get sick from the rat faeces and urine.

* I also donated all my savings to the Amy Bruce account. A sick girl that was about to die in the hospital about 7,000 times.... (Poor girl! she's been 7 since 1993...)

* Still open to help somebody from Nigeria who wants to use my account to transfer his uncle's property of $ 100 million. So much trustworthy.

* I have forwarded 35 emails to 400 people hoping that Ericsson or Nokia will send me latest mobile phones but those models are also obsolete now.

* Made some Hundred wishes before forwarding those Ganesh , Tirupathi Balaji pics etc. Now most of those 'Wishes' are already married (to someone else)

NOW IMPORTANT NOTE :

If you do not send this e-mail to at least 11,246 people in the next 10 seconds, a bird will Pee on your head today at 6:30pm.

Nothing has happened till now......... ......... ..... but who knows. So please forward. :P

P.S. - I don't read the chain mails. So, please don't send it to me. I read this because my friend called me and insisted that I read it.

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The Journey Till Now

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Today, I sat down writing my autobiography. I know all of you will be laughing at this very idea. I m not a great man that someone will get inspired by me. So, why am I writing this? I don't know. Perhaps it is Vipul coming up with an weird image for Blog-a-ton 6, or perhaps it is a tip I got at the starting of BAT. He told me once don't ever think what are you writing, just sit in front of the screen and let the fingers roll. so I thought of respecting his views. After all, he is the Founder Marshall.

Well, where do I start and what do I write? I have been hopeless all my life. There is nothing new. But, I came to know that I have am a confused person all my life. At the beginning of the story, I wanted to become Superman. Then I had to drop that idea when I came to know he is fictional character. Then I wanted to become an Inspector, but it did not even last 15 minutes when I was told by my brother that you need to healthy for that and I was grossly underweight and that was no secret to me. I also wanted to become a wicket-keeper like Kiran More at one time. Somehow, I could not figure out how did that thought came into my mind, as I sucked in all aspects of cricket, even at being an audience. Then I wanted to become a Tennis player but that was just due to an infatuation for Monica Seles. I came to know about that soon when I saw Shabnam Kaur Ma'm. She was our drawing teacher when we were in Class IV. She was my first love. Well, let us not it here. I mentioned her as she made me like photography. She was a very good photographer. I still remember the Pentax camera, forgot the model.

I did not have a camera, but I still wanted to become a photographer. I used to read books based on photography. When I was in class X, my brother bought a compact camera, Konica POP EF-80 from the money he got after his Upanayan Ceremony. I was very happy. Now, when I notice that I did not even thank him. I was very selfish. With that camera I started clicking photographs. As a roll was very expensive for a student I used to photograph in meetings and I used to save 2-3 snaps from it. I even attended National level workshops with that camera. My friends thought me silly but I never cared and attended those workshops. In one such workshops, I met the owner of Shillong Studio and he taught me how to develop b/w rolls. He even told me that he would teach me color. But, I had to come to Assam and I still don't know about colour photography much apart from clicking but I still want to learn that technique even in this digital age. Shabnam Ma'm once said, "A photographer is a historian, an artist and a colour scientist." Those words were enough to make me understand the importance of formal education in photography. So, as soon I came to Jorhat, I took some formal education in photography. But, photography is a King's Hobby. Very expensive. I took up marriage contracts and I must say, it the most interesting the least paid job for a photographer. My Dad soon got me my first SLR, Nikon FM-10. Then, sky was the limit atleast that is what I thought. But, money was still a problem. Digital was coming at that time. Orkut and Facebook created new challenges. Everybody, was to become a photographer. So, photographers took a backseat and nobody liked to call them a photographer unless they are extremely good. My brother got me Canon Powershot 550 and I also started doing casual photography and somehow I was losing interest. But, my friends pushed me back to photography telling me to update my photoblog. This new year, my brother got me a Nikon D5000 DSLR. Well, now I again feel that zest to rise and take some cool photographs like my other photographer friends. Now, isn't I lucky to get so lovely friends and a wonderful family.

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