The gift of Magi.

Hii, everyone..
I am back to city and my computer after more than 2 weeks. I came back on 24th July, but since then my computer darling or internet darling is having some problem or the other and not allowing me to blog....:x.. Anyways now its (hopefully) okkay. I was in Durgapur for a vacational training in DSP (Durgapur Steel plant). Never expected I would love Durgapur so much, from the air to the people, to the smoke to the chimneys.... I am steel in the trance .... I am in love with Durgapur, every little bit of it. I dont have enough words to express my thoughts and feelings towards Durgapur,the tinsel town. I wondered before going there , how would I manage in a Completely unknown city for Two weeks, but when ultimately I was coming back and the Durgapur-city-line was vanishing through the train window I felt pain....Felt like getting down from the train and running away. While leaving my city ,Kolkata I dint feel bad.....(though it may sound rude and bad, its true...), but now when I am here I am terribly missing Durgapur. I stayed at a relatives' place who were soo much cordial, that I never expected them to be. The love, the warmth Durgapur gave me I cant explain with my Vocab.


Durgapur Steel Plant ~ I felt very lucky the moment I entered the plants' main gate......how many people, rather how many girls do have a luck to visit such an integrated steel plant in the lifetime. I was exalted, I was proud to be one. Here are a few selected pics of DSP and Durgapur seeing which I still(steel :P) glimmer. (I took 228 number of pics dere..)

Journey Begins. Howrah station....

Team DSP. We were the selected 7 from our college for the VT in 13th-24th july slot.

Ispat Bhavan ,DSP main building... the house of steel bosses.....



Gate NO.1 of DSP.



Layout of the plant.

Nice slogans everywhere..This is one of them.

Inside the continuous Casting plant (CCP)...It was amazing..though sadly enough my 1.3 Mp cam couldnt make it out properly.The real one is in my mind..:)

Liquid steel shower. The real view was majestic... Golden coloured steel falling like a fountain in the ladle.


The huge lathe machine inside Central engineering Maintainance shop (CEM). Had to manage in a diagonal way.

The Ladle. In this liquid steel is poured.

The pattern-making shop..theres a huge library containing different patterns...

The temperature at the bright zones ,which are the furnaces, are near about 1200 degree celsius. we went near it. These are the furnaces where ingots are reheated before they are sent to milling sections.

Cooling tower of Power Plant Departments.....there are 3 such monuments in the power plant section.

The slag coming out of the blast furnace.

On the way to coke oven.... I fell sick here that day...head dizzed...due to the excessive heat.

Wheel and axle plant. This is the pressing machine where ingots are pressed and given the shapes of wheels. Wheels and axles are the main output products of DSP. Most of the Indian Railways' wheels are supplied by DSP.

Wheels and axles after finishing.

Inside skelp mill... This is where sheets of steel are prepared. the fluroscent strip is the sheet of steel. The coiling the strips looks nice .....like coiling of a bright orange snake....zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Inside mercahnt mill, where TMT bars are prepared..

Almost lost in one of the farthest corners of the plant.... On that day for coming out of the plant we took lift in a CISF truck that bumped like hell , was throwing me up in the sky and catching me down again.

After the roller coaster ride on truck....resting....me standing as if I have won a battle..:P

One of the blast furnaces.....(my especial interest of the DSP trip).

My favourite pic. I just love this chimney pic.... standing tall and aspiring others to stand higher.

Last day, on the way of the exit of the plant. It was sad...

The Arjun..... Aiming high...

This is the most nostalgic picture to me... this was taken by me while coming out on the last day. The flyover , and behind it the DSP main building.

Coming back...... The city line vanished, before I could make up myself for taking snaps. [Jete nahi dibo ,tobu jete dite hoy (wont let it go, but have to let it go)........]

Water color play in the sky...through the train window...



Empty compartments , Moments before the journey ended in Howrah station.

Thus the journey ended, and I had to come back to kolkata.... the day we came back , all the private transport sectors(including bus, taxis autos, evrything) called a strike.....uffffffffff......got pissed off... the govt. bus was so crowded that people could hardly get in or get out.. Yet people were boarding on it....

4 days over I have come back, but the trance is still prevailing. In true sense its a gift for me...which I couldnt realise before going and coming back..

Miss you Durgapur and evrything about you...be it the sweltering heat, dust, smoke, rare traffic or the warmth and love you instilled in me...whatevcr... I love you.

Lazy Lamhe...

My 6th semester exam ended on 15th June'09.
After it ended, I was supposed to start studying (in full fledge) for something (Master's degree exams and job exams..:P) . Today is 8th july'o9 and I haven't started studying ,even in slow pace..!! I turned out to be one those monkeys of the monkeys' story (Remember; where the monkeys thought of making their own homes when it rained heavily at night , but the very next morning when the sun shone brightly they forgot totally about making homes and instead played all around and remembered about the making of homes again at night when it poured......) hehe... So ,like the monkeys I hold myself solely culpable for not doing what I am supposed to do.

My lazy day starts around 9A.M(often even later). Now, as it starts late everything happens late. I have my breakfast at 10.15A.M .Then I begin lolling around, that also much lethargically :P. First thing that attracts me after I am awake and after all the indispensible jobs, is the newspaper , though many a times these days it is overflowing with good-for-nothing news. I try to understand politics, latest budgets (Crash of high Hopes..!!!), even office jargons illustrated in the Jobs pages. The kids' page often seems more interesting than the ulterior grown-ups' pages( though I am supposed to be a 'grown-up' by now). The most attracting are the weekend pages loaded with gourmets' delights and various tongue-tickling items..I just loove those...This week I read making pasta at home( ahh not the sunfeast instant one, but the raw ones that can be whipped up from the scratch before actually cooking them,according to the writer). Then another heart-beaters are the hot stories of hot Power packed SUVs ,MUVs (some ,ok ok ,one of which I dream to own some day for sure...but I have doubts about HOW some lazy bone like me will get it some day!!!...:P). The travelogues also are much beloved . Latest one I read was about Antilope Valley in America, that floods with Golden poppy flowers every where apart from other multicolored flowers( remember the scene from Silsila movie...the author only mentioned this ).
Hahaha...so much story about what I read or take interest in reading....Well doing all these things my morning goes out of my hand and life too...:P..:(. Then I have to go for bathing and having lunch ; well thats pretty time taking matter for me like most girls... After that I sit for watching TV for sometime...but ohhh shit, I hate it....Yesterday I was going through different channels and in one of the channels saw a World famous Indian Designer in white shirt and an oh-so-yuck deep green trousers.... even worse showpieces are often visible . I get zonked too early seeing all these and many a time take interest in taking a mid day nap, otherwise story books and music or computer accompanies me, and often I dance with the music like nobodys really watching(am a bad dancer in all true senses). In evenings and early nights I generally go through the random blogs, story books or go online with friends. I watch movies very less as I am not much a movie-buff and do not have so much of patience to watch a whole movie at a time, but by watching the sentimental ones I cant control my tears...:P.
So much of dawdling....and yet I dont get tired of it.. Then there are the long calls from friends sharing every little daily interesting stuffs, often serious too [evrything practically, ranging from others' (boy or girl)friends to computers' health] . That takes a pretty long time of the day. But often carte-blanche of talking-too-much over the phone is being snatched away from me. At such times I often show some sheer bravura , other times remain befuddled. Then I turn to study to somehow bludgeon all the denunciations on me, may be to requite those...:P But I cant continue this chicanery for long....go berserk and put books aside and sit in front of the computer chatting bilge with people . So, naturally the computer also becomes bete-noire after some time. Then I again try hard to concentrate on 'study books' n try to solve the oh-so easy-yet-I cant-solve questions....This time I get really frustrated and then eyes go to the clock(ohhh it struck 2 or 2.15 A.M) and yet I dont feel sleepy, as I already had quiet adequate amount of sleep... Then as its night time, I again have the monkeys' story n realisations running through mind, though in vain, as I am no better than them. After sometime I go under the sheets remembering what all scoldings and often derisions even , I have to hear the next morning if I get up after 9.15A.M. Now sleep..... I have some oddest dreams on earth [ like- sitting on the street in front of university Gate with a friend and talkin, my cousin bro walkin and climbing on my lap, school friends coming and sitting beside me;
Another- Notice comes to my home notifying that I am supposed to do My 4th year in another college and fees of a mere Rs 21,000/- is to be submitted again...awww..my jaw drops even in my dreams.... :D]

Well this is my daily 'LazY LamhE' story , it may sound a bit cliche' , or a bit interesting but one should never ever try or practise this, though me myself do, knowing how much harful it is...!!!.

Now I am a bit tensed as I'll be out of the city for 2 weeks for Industrial Training in DSP(Durgapur Steel Plant), and I have neither packed my things, nor I have any idea where will I stay after going there. I am the only girl of our college's gang comprising 7 students, I'll not be staying in the hotel and I dont have any relatives out there. Lets see what happens,lets hope for the best...:).

I'll obviously write about my experience over there for long 2 weeks when I come back. Donno how I am going to survive there, probably without computer and internet.
Will Miss You Bloggers and blog friends.

Power.

POWER- You have it ,u have all.
Who doesnt want all?

Power is ubiquitous, yet d word is often taken to be a bit obnoxious by some arbiter, albeit if you dont hve it u'll be asphyxiated by dem only.

Be it money power,knowledge power, political power or power in any form, it is d only 'holy' amulet to extol one. Once You have it none will even dare to sneer or snigger at you.
Though some schools of thoughts still place knowledge power on top, but in real world today,money power surpasses the rest; if u dnt hve it u r de trop. It may seem a bit baleful or baloney to some... Well, i dnt hve any intentions to b belligerent ,am jst trying to say wateva i feel and think.....

In society,its pretty common - the affluent ones are the influential ones.... Some tacit agreement remains betwn dem and d rest (not-so-affluent lot). Its not such dat dese ppl are very munificent (most of d times,de r Not). Yet,they are venerated since they have money,n thus d Power.... Always dere r some ppl to carry out their peremptory orders..... Y? Do dey expect power in return ??? well, de cnt ,in most cases.... Den???

From adolescence we gradually instillate the power of Power in us....Often power also deludes us,yet we crave n long for it....
As we go out of our own personal niche' the need for power n Desire is felt more conspicuously.

Though other powers, according to me, stand on a bit lower rungs , they can by no means be looked down upon...
In educational fields, its seen that d no-so-brilliant ones are relegated (or a bit politely -- they r not given enuf importance in most places, be it deir home or outside world)- this may sound a bit garish ,but i think its d truth.....

A gargantuan castigation may b carried on d topic. It is not meant to slander the not-so-powerful people , but just to discuss the power of power.....

According to me:
Since some possess more power than the rest ,we can live, and we are alive...... All can never stay well at the same time...True communism ,i biliv is a bit byzantine. People's capability , power of thots, talents vary, likewise the work they does n d remuneration they earn... All can nevr be same . For that all of us hve to be a mere replica of d other.... Dats not possible by any means , n not practical... All can Never be same....

Inequity prevails as does Iniqity;
Intrepids exist as does the cravens;
Intransigence exists as does Flexibility;

So, power varies from one person to another, often with time, often wid age.....
But above evrything n ol arguments, it is Power that keeps earth going, just as the power of the Sun keeps the planets on the orbits , keeps dem alive and keeps them Going.

saD enD.

Today i had d last exam of 6th sem.
The subj was one of my (few)fav ones.
I had 3 days gap b4 dis one.
Unlike other times ,i studied dis time
For olmost ol 3 days.
Last nite i was awake till 2
which s quiet not-normal for Me
For just b4 d exam day.
I had some awkward dream last nite,
I saw n heard something dat i dint wish to
C or Hear.

Sleep cracked at 7am.!!
The mood was pensive.
Felt some pain seeping down d spine.

I woke n started to mug again,
To Forget d dream(perhaps).
I studied most of d chapters.
Had a nice preparation.
But i left a chapter from which nothin came
In last 5 yrs....

Went to colg early, unlike other days.
Aftr some discussion
Entered d exam hall.
D paper was so bad n
So shocking.
May be, i knew ,dat
Aftr ol d nice papers Board Is
Gonna give a bamboo In
The last One.

But my preparation 'was' soo good.
yet i was not satisfied after d exam...
D hrs finished quiet soon.

I came out a bit groggy.
So many unlike things together .....
Doesnt really give a nice feeling.
Feelin slumped n a bit depressed.
Not a Happy ending..:(

Mis(s) conceptions....

This is not apropos to be here now for me...perhaps......i kno. Sem s runnin, 1 o'er today, 4 yet to
go. D day aftr tomro is M n MC in which i hve to do well enuf, anyhow....But after comin out frm exam hall today wid some extent of chagrin m here for expressing some of my crap thots .



Today again i feel , frm my early childhood still now i had have so many pet (mis)conceptions(in d sense i love dose.......maybe),dat may b termed 'fads' often.

When i was too young to understand things around properly, thots of becoming best were instilled n gradually infused in me. I thot i was becomin "best"...but beau monde made no mistake in provin my thots wrong in no time......i realised i became some how mediocre. I hated mediocrity......i aimed for top n thrived n believed i'll reach it somehow....d way i wanted it. But again some divine or may be destined providence proved me wrong.....or may b
it was ol my fault....



I used to think till late ,dat, none can think or say bad abt me, coz i nevr interfere in ppl's matrs,question anybdy, n most of d time i remain self-centred.... Agn i was wrong, my evasion, my silence were(rather are) misinterpreted as 'selfishness', 'immatureness' ,'irresponsible' etc. I dnt ask ppl questions in turn of their's , so i m not caring, not understanding n not 'social'......I can say watever i feel (bad or good) abt ppl on dere face so m not typical girlie(as if i m supposed to be one of those 'nyaka' n shy ones)

Got zonked of d garbled whispers olaround.. Ppl's motives started seeming ulterior......n may b me too, to some extent to dem......

Simulated to b normal n sane n fought to b social. Range of ken was yet quiet limited to understand d underlyin ethos....

I thot, (i still think) i loved (or may b love) someone frm early teenage,Got him in late teenage miraculously.Ol pains got alleviated,no more being fugitive....faced d world as it came......but earth rotates n wid it ppl's mind....agn dis time it was my misconception......i realised i was not happy though dis part is not very clear to me yet...as confused as ever, donno wat i did, y i did...But ya I did......I was happy to b alone, but d person on d oder end of d road though claimed that his lyf was spoiled by me, is happy now in some way...good, i like it, i olways wished n prayed for it.....some misconceptions r good to be bred....

I used to think still very recent times, dat. i hve seen d worst n d best of d human beings....but no wonder ,d evn best n worst showed up, to my joy(somehow) n resentment respectively, n m sure , superiors or inferiors r still waiting...

Realised , human mind n character is desultory n bettr not to be understood......Some odd bookish n some of Ayn Rand's philosophies started creeping in mind.....n one day via a biological blog i discovered ol my characteristics matches with a 'chronic overthinker'...but i believed myslf to b a superflous thinker only...!!!:P

Today ol dis stuffs r fizzin out frm me , coz today morn i thot i had a wonderful preparation(one of d best in my engg. lyf)...but alas...me n my misconceptions.....exam was ok....neither excellent, nor very good....

Again sem.

Once again (for the sixth time) the sem has appeared , though the date has not yet been declared. But tensions n boring mugging sessions has to be started wid even boring muggers calling n 'just informing' wat they have already 'done'....

And me ,again addled...

To say, there are only 5 subjects in this sem..but they r driving my nuts.

All day long I loll around,read books n mags n papers n blogs... Hve stopped goin to college for 'studying at home', n also to avoid the sweltering heat outside.....

A subject named Mechatronis nd Modern control requires 3 books n i hve only 1 n dat too full of ol sorts of maths n mathematical derivations only. Utterly disgusting... nothin i cud get except umbrage by just gazing at the book. In d 1st internal for this subj i submitted a blank ans. sheet to the grt "pran" sir. He has again arranged for another test for ppl who did bad like me (or whoever wanted to appear for it) and that too tomoro. I donno wat i mugged d whole morning amidst so many cals from d studious frnds who has just only a few things left to cover, nd now sittin n bloggin n n'joyin random blogs as usual.....Mom says i lead d most halcyon days....true to some extent...

Robotics,Automation n CNC- another subject ,again requiring 3 books, i hve one n dat too of robotics, while the rumour is in air that perhaps in sem this year very less is gonna come frm dat part.....Again frustration ...arrey wat can i do, i hve taken 4 books frm library n long ago d validity of ol d books have expired ,I cnt take 1 book by submittin one now, n if i wanna renew ol d books, dey wont, as ol d books i took, are in 'high-demand' now.....the two books i bought have proved to be less significant dan wat earlier dey seemed to be.... I bought d robotics one wid much enthusiasm...

Then Design of machine elements....well, i hve studied ,rather gone through a lot of that subject.....lets c wat hapens .... if i cud remember ol d formulae(only formulae rather) on d day of d exam....

Dynamics of machine elements scared me a lot earlier , but i studied n somehow to my own astonishment liked it as it had lot of car n engine things in it, though quiet a part of it is yet left.

Power plant technology ...i dnt exactly have any idea abt dat yet except a few definitions dat any1 ought to kno frm 9, perhaps.......

As the melliflous day is over n ppl go under sheets i work, rather try hard for mugging for the so-called-last hard sem of engg. Impalpable feeling for sem, jst i need to pass it well dats ol......

but parents wil be parents.. dey hve objections against my evrything as usual. late nites r obviously a grt annoyance for dem as i c deir face d next mornin aftr 10 if theres no clg....

n mom.....now d world seems so rude wid u soo rude. but u kno i m n i'll b fighting ... :)

Just love

Here comes a love song composed mainly by a friend of mine, and moderated(and at some places also edited) by me. This time it is not for anyone , but it is given to the lips of a fictitous character and she is none other than the sweet heroine of Twilight(by Stephanie Meyer) ~ Isabella Swan. The song is dedicated to her for her beloved Edward Cullen.


Last night here for you,same old songs, just once more;
Last night here with you may be yes, may be no;
I, kinda liked it anyways, how you shined
And placed your eyes on me.
Did you ever know that i had mine on you?

Darling, so there you are, with that look on your face,
As if you never heard,as if u never doubt,
Am I the one for you?
Shall I be the one for you for now and forever
To interest you solely and truely??

You promised me then....I knew
You wanna dream on.
So let me come close to you.
Closest I wannabe.
Close enough to feel your heart beatin true.
And save us a whisper,
How i long to feel your peaceful eyes on me.

Do you ever know I have mine on You.



[P.S: Dont be jealous dear Jacob Black]