The person who means a lot to me . . .

Hey guys I am gonna tell you a small part of my coming into this world.

I was in this other world of mine which was very magical and beautiful, which had everything that one aspires in life, everything that makes you happy. And then . . .

On January 4 1989,  to be precise at 11:35pm while I was playing suddenly some one caught hold of me and pulled me into a world of light. I was blinded by the light and could not open my eyes. Faintly as I remember I was put on something cold surface and was washed with warm water. Next I think I was made to sleep on some clothes which indeed provided me some warmth. After some time amazingly I could open my eyes not fully though. To my surprise, I was much smaller than my previous size (seemed like someone shrunk me), I could not   talk properly, neither did I understand  anything clearly. The only thing that I could figure out clearly was the fact that everyone was very happy (feels good, but felt very weird). The fact that everyone was peeping in to see me made me more uncomfortable. Right then a person came near me trying to cheer me up with something pointed and incidentally made some sound (Later I realized that was his scooter key). I must mention the fact that he was there beside me that whole night and a day in that white place where there many people like me who seemed to be in the same condition as me.

Returning back to the person, he connected with me at a different level. He was there for me always ready to offer a helping hand. Later on he continued to be a very great friend of mine. He always knew what I wanted and gave me before I even I asked for them. He taught me about the world, the dialect, the behavior and most importantly, what they call here to be a responsible and honest person.

I have grown 20 years old and have started understanding this world. He is right here beside me feeding me some sweets. Everything is changed to me, still he hasn't changed for sure.

You must have guessed. He is my dear FATHER, my friend and guide in my life.

Durga Puja - Bhubaneswar

Well after the sudden orders from the institute to retreat back to our homes, I was given the opportunity to enjoy the puja back at home after 3-4 years.
Well lemme give you a glimpse of the celebration here at Bhubaneswar. [1 thing : the pics were taken by a normal VGA Camera :(]



Although simple, this was one of the best works. Odisha is famous for this pandels. No doubt !


One huge masterpiece. The best part of this pandal is the tribal playing dhols and flutes at the gate.


The tribals playing the instruments making the surrounding even more festive.


This is another huge one @ Nayapalli. Hats off to the people who dared make it this huge.


This is the best one, entirely made out of floor mats. These people can be real imaginative.


A closeup of the entrance. This is all I could manage in the push and pull of the crowd.

Apart from all these there were a large number of pandals which we couldnt cover due to time constraints. Another thing which I should highlight is the melas rather the village fairs which were adjacent to the pandals. They added to the festive mood. [ I could not take pictures of them due to the VGA Cam :( ]

Neways it was fun out here watching all this. Although, I do miss the celebration back at my college. We had planned a lot for this time puja but the attack of jaundice back in our college forced us all to leave. I miss the joy of organising and being an integral part of the Puja