Things that made me.

As the title says, this post is an introspection into what makes me be so me, so different, so cranked up, so wild and unpredictable. Well here it goes.

My seemingly wild ways. along with my devil-may-care attitude stems from the fact that I had Sumit, a.k.a Appu as one of my best friends. The guy's one hell of a thick-skinned, ultra-cool guy who's a real cool dude to hang out with. He's got the wildest dressing sense, in fact, you could almost see him in shorts with a leather jacket in a freezing Kolkata winter. Yet, he wouldn't give a shit as what you think about his attire. He used to grow long hair before "Tere Naam" was released. had studs in his ear while he was still in school, i think in 7th or 8th. The guy could literally wear a flaming yellow shirt coupled with a dark short, have his hair colored all brown and yet chat around with people as if it were his 2nd skin. Not that I could ever do this on my own, but yes I have come close to emulating him, but on dance stages for those who have seen me. ;)

Next in line is my writing bug. This is something that is a gift from Mrs. Manjula Banerjee, Manjula Ma'am as we all called her, way back in my 5th or 6th. There was this chapter called "The Tiger and the Porcupine" and we were supposed to write down the answers for the questions at the end of the chapter. Speaking of "Porcupine", I still remember how my hair used to stand like porcupine quills after my monthly haircut, shining from the oil that Mom used to pour on my head before the bath. Anyways, we had to prepare answers for the questions by the time the lesson was to be over, i.e go over the lesson the night before, write down the answers in a separate rough book and then recite them in class once the lesson was over. So I had this answer written down for all the questions in the chapter, actually plagiarized them from the guide book. But the thing was that I wrote them down in my English. 3 out 7 answers chosen were mine, not a mean achievement given the fact that around half the class prepared answers. That's when it finally struck that I could also write, maybe plagiarized stuff but yes write them in my own words. Thus was born the writer that you see...

My reading habit stems from the fact that my Mom used to be manager at one of the book publishing agencies in Kolkata. She used to bring all kinds of novels, books, magazines from office for me to read and oh boy, wasn't it a jolly time for me. To see Mom bring in books ranging from pure philosophy to political satires was a joy in itself. I have been exposed to reading Adult stories long before I read "The Tempest". Now don't say that Shakespeare's play wasn't adult in its content or that "Macbeth" or "Merchant of Venice" or even "Romeo and Juliet" were adult in content. The preface to each of the plays had a breif description regarding the symbolism in the words. People should actually read the Prologue and Preface of any book. It gives insight to what the book might be about or the idea that the author to pen it down. Anyways, Thanks to Mom and Dad, I could read all that I want even during the exams provided I finished up my lessons before that. "Reader's Digest" was a ever present member in our household, I think there may be copies of old editions lying inside the bottom shelf of the showcase at home. Another thing that I would like to share, I got "Lady Chatterly's Lover" as a prize for scoring high marks in Maths in my 10th. For those who haven't heard of this book, please google it up(NSFW).

My love of lines of code come from Mrs. J Dasgupta's classes. She was a absolute beauty, 'sigh', miss her classes, hearing her voices and those class definitions of C++. I wouldn't say she was the best teacher for C++, but yes it was her class and those problems that she used make us do that had me hooked to writing code. Different types of problems, simple to solve and yet fun to figure out the way to solve it. Oh yes, it was fun trying print patterns using for loops, even variations from the original problem. That problem could be solved within 15 mins but the variations to the actual patterns was what had me spend evenings in the company of the for loop. Then B.Tech let my code dreams catch flight while it slowly killed the writer in me. Speaking of which, the fact that I could not pursue MassCom was one of the primary reasons I didn't give much of a serious thought to B.Tech.

The aloofness to pursuing perfection comes from the fact that I walked in company of giants all my academic life. Compared to them, I am but an insignificant speck. Thanks to them, I have gained so much both experience and mental strength. I know that I can be happy coming second, let others use my ideas. That is because the ones that really matter, would have already thought of a thousand other ways. It lets me concentrate on finding joy within lines of code and prose rather than in exaltation of my achievements.

Next in case study of Jo comes the craze for web and Python. This is one thing I would be ever grateful to Jazz. He was the one who thought it would be great to do our final project in Python instead of Java or C++. Thanks to him, I fell in love with Python. Javascript and HTML were thrust upon me for the IT lab in 6th semester. Well, Javascript and I go further than just lab, I am used to writing prototype scripts or designs in JS, rather than any other language, not that I am proficient in it.

I should be stopping this post for now, since it is already late and I need to go to office tomorrow, oopsi today.
This is Jo signing off,


Weekends - Nth time

The weekend is almost over and the month of July has begun. Friday is the usual fare, go to office late, get out early for a first day, first show movie else work late till it's time to close the shutters. :D This weekend, it was time for a movie. Saw Ustad Hotel and must say it was worth watching it after buying the tickets in black. bought 55 ticket for 75 and still felt good at the end of it. Nothing moves me like food, love and acts of kindness and this movie has it all. Was actually hoping to catch it again tonite, but alas, seems like I was to write down this post instead of watching the film. Anyways, I had never expected Dulqur, or is it Dulqar, never mind, to be this restrained. This is his 2nd film, I haven't yet seen Second Show, will download hopefully or get it from somewhere. Anyways, he's got talent and the guy's got the looks too. I am hoping to get a beard like his sometime soon. But not until the end of August hopefully as, for the last and final time, I am growing my hair for a ponytail and this time, taunts can go to hell.. :P
Back to the post, ya the movie is a must watch for all. That was Friday evening. Mukesh dropped me at GPO after the movie and then the walk back home. For those who still are unware, I had a house shifting from Kani to Statue. Currently, got a place as a PG. The food is simply awesome and the room is quite nice. Hopefully should upload photos once I am able to clean it up. :P Anyways, came back, had a dinner and went to sleep after a small session on the Messenger. I was hoping to roll that night on MW, but was too tired and sleepy to drive properly. Why risk a 2nd place with Sharmaji when I could catch up some other day. Speaking of Sharmaji, installed a new software called GameRanger, let's you play online multiplayer games for the cracked ones too. Seems okay till now as the sessions were fine when I initially tested it with Sharmaji. So, it's back to MW after quite a long time and my fingers are still rusty at the controls. Need to practise A LOT before I can take on the new, improved version of Sharmaji. :P Anyhow, zooming back to Saturday, got up late as usual, 10:30 I think. I was woken up by persistant knocks on my door, as the breakfast was ready. Even then, caught a few more minutes of sleep before I had breakfast. Got ready to for travelling to Mom's place. Ammachi's been keeping a bit sick over these days. Hopefully, it isn't that serious. Seems like I may have to go to church for lighting a few candles for her sake. Anyways, given the lazy me and the general apathy towards religious duty, that isn't gonna happen any time soon. So by the time I was ready to leave, it was already 1:30 I think. 1:30, for someone who had breakfast by 11:30.. Pretty damn slow these days. Luck has its own way, for Mukesh was around, he was on his way to a friend's office. The guy's a gem and he dropped me till Ayurveda college after warning that it would be impossible to got towards PMG as there was some trouble near Statue. Anyways, crossed over and walked till Thampanoor bus stand. God knows how long it has been since I last caught a bus from there for going home. Thankfully, no more waiting at PMG for catching the bus. Ouch, that hurts.. Those blaady memories.. Ya, another thing, I am hoping to let go the past strings and let the future surprise me. No more bringing up the past. I have made peace with it and that should be the last of it.
Anyways, journey home was a bliss. Got a seat soon enough and even had quite a good time reading thru Narnia stories. One thing about bus travel is that, no matter if I sit or stand, I feel damn sleepy when I get into one. No matter how much I may have slept before that moment. Speaking of which, just had a yawn. Time to go to sleep, but first let's finish this up and watch a few videos from FB. ;) Speaking of travel, it felt really good to be on the bus again, felt younger, without care and the wind in the hair. Have to plan some trips to places. This is gotta be the adrenaline shots that I have been craving for some time now. To cut the long story short, felt real good to travel and had to spend some time sleeping on the front steps of the house too. Ammachi was out for a Kudumbaprathana and I wasn't keen on going to my uncle's place. So used the bag as a pillow and slept there for an hour so. Made me remember my childhood, when mom used to sit there and I kept my head on her lap. Alas, if I ask her to sit like that now, she's gonna pinch off some skin so that the idea doesn't strke me again. :P So, waited, rather slept there till Ammachi came back. After she came, there was vada in her hand. Just like my sweet "Muthuki thalla", to bring back something for me to eat. Had the vada while she prepared lunch for me at 6:30 in the evening. :D. Had lunch, a bit of chit chat after which I fell asleep reading thru Narnia on my mob. Woke up at 9:30 for dinner, that too because ammachi had started to pinch me after calling my name for some time. Had dinner and then a quick sleep. In between, one of the Idiots msged asking me the full-form of KFC, something from one of my FB posts. Come Sunday, got up late again, didn't go to church and washed my clothes instead. In between watched Charlie's Angels, The Golden Compass, Bad Boys, The Core and one more from the morning till I left for Trivandrum. Reached Trivandrum by 8, caught rain in between the journey and then back to home. Made my way to Sundar's place. It was his perunal toaday, birthday according to Malayalam calendar, for those who don't know. Had some payasam and then made a dash for Kripa. Couldn't get two tickets as the queue was too long. Somehow Sundar managed a ticket while I had to walk back alone. Anyways, all's well that ends well. Got time to write this, now that's worth a movie. :D Atleast, something for you people to read.. ;)
This is Jo signing off,
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