Friday, March 27, 2009

About me

1.16th Jan,1989..the coldest day of the season..d day wen another ball started rolling on d track called life..
2.16th Jan,1990..by this tym i had learnt to crawl, say 'ma', suck my own thumb..n had applied for the phd in throwing tantrums..
3. 16th Jan 1991..the gulf war about to start..but heck!! i was too young to understand wars..i was busy reciting "twinkle twinkle" n driving my sweet darling mom nuts.
4.16th Jan 1992..only two months remained before i set out on a quest..armed with a heavy school bag..d journey began at 16 Mandevilla garden, and ended at 82/7A Ballygunge place..d journey for which i devoted my entire childhood n teenage..d journey to become a complete man(nuthin to do with Raymond's)..d journey where i found some treasures that enriched me beyond imagination..
FRIENDS
p.s i had submitted my thesis on throwing tantrums on the very 1st day of my school life..born genius,ain't i?
5.16th Jan 1993..i had proved to everyone that i wasn't yet ready to go to school..i was way too young..by dat tym i had befriended Arka widout knowing that we had secured for us a bond of friendship that would remain unscathed for ages..a dostana which will last for a lyftym..n was also d tym i got addicted to books...mom had to read dem for me neway..
6.16th Jan 1994..our group was becuming infamous day by day..me,arka,tirthankar, viswapratim, ayan..our class teacher complained to our moms..n on the way back home..i found my mom crying..it was dat day..my worst birthday ever..when i gave up my pursuing my phd in "bawalbaji"
7.16th Jan 1995..i started taking drawing classes..i was getting more introvert day by day..n i was gettng gud in studies..
8.16th jan 1996..my academic records were shining..i was gettng fatter day by day..n dere was a xamintn where we were supposed to write an essay on "your best friend." obvsly i was writing abt arka..n i actually turned my head n asked arka to write abt me..oderwise the teacher wud thinkthat i was lying...
i shudn't hav worried..arka wrote abt me
9.16th Jan 1997 I was developing a sense of humour..my passion for comics had already taken birth( thanks to pikluda)..i was confused a taboo thing that happened between men and women..called 'love'..i started to know what money meant..and exactly why you should possess large amounts off it..
money makes you independent
10.16th Jan 1998 My dad barred me from watching hindi movie songs..and a few months down the line i acted on stage for a school function...thanks to my height( and its utter reluctance to grow) i was caste as a mouse..it was great fun donning a mickey mouse costume as the audience clapped..
it was back there at the audience seat where i realised that people had clapped for all the mice on stage..not for me alone..
and i started dreaming about the day..
when people will clap only for me..
it was that day i got bitten by a snake called ambition.
11.16th Jan 1999 i was getting bad at studies..i liked swimming but hated all other outdoors games..still i went out to play every day..my physical education teacher pointed out that i was damn clumsy..our class teacher was so strict that i hated going to school...
n i saw a chicken getting butchered..
i cudn't bear to hav chicken for the years to come.. i still don't got to the bazaar for the same reason..
12.16th Jan 2000 i was excited about the concept of a new millennium..i had started taking tuitions..and i hated it as much as i hated studying..i failed to keep up my all section ranks..but i discovered three things..
1.i had knack of writing, be it in english or bengali..i was a tad bit better in bengali..thanks to my reading habits..
2.despite being a pointer, i fumbled to speak in english..
3.girls around us seemed to be different..and if u were too close to a girl..u got labeled as her boyfriend..
in may i bid adios to the junior school and got ushered in the high school..the place where i became the man i am today..
and it was almost 6 months after my birthday i first used the word 'boka****a' without knowing what it meant..
13.16th Jan 2001..i had gotten comfortable to the high school..the freedom..the aroma of friendship..meaningless groupbaji(we used imagine ourselves as WWE wrestlers)..and the canteen..i luvd it.. was getting good at maths..but careless mistakes haunted me me nightmares..(they still do).i found two great friend in the form of Arka Sen and Sourja Sarkar..but still i missed Viswapratim who never accompanied us to high school..i was desperately trying to improve my ranks..but still..i cudnt..
14.16th Jan 2002..it was on this day i got two harry potter books..and my world chnged..i was lost in that realm of fantasy..i don't what was so magnetic in harry potter..but i cudn't resist his spell..i beacme a die hard fan..i still am..
on the other hand i was growing up..i came to know the ultimate secret..how u can get babies..and that was the day i think my childhood ended..i could imagine how one could..mmm..lets not go into the details..i started learning 'khisti' and my face and body started sprouting hairs..i couldnt be free before mom anymore..i couldn't share with her what we discussed in school..
teenage..the worst part of it is that you are distanced from your parents..and u are confused all the tym..
i had finally improved my ranks..i had started making my way to the top three...
15.16th Jan 2003..i was becoming a bad boy..i always thought about girls and sex..all the taboo things..smoking,drinking,porn attracted me..but i didn't indulge in them..i credit goes completely to Arka..wen u hav a best friend like that..u cant get rotten..and i had my first crush then..a crush on a senior girl..girls of my batch started boasting about the number of bfs they had...a few boys even started shaving..
and my best years in school was cumin to an end..i had discovered a passion for physics and had decided upon taking up physics as additional subject..while arka wud take up biology..i cudnt bear the fact that after so many years of studying together we wud get separated..
16.16th Jan 2004..i ultimately had taken mechanics as additional..coz i had done a wonderful result in class 8 annualies..got 99 in maths and in physics additional people usually got vey low marks..
arka had taken up biology..and the sweetest girl in the world..Ms. Ananya Ganguly was his classmate..i had seen her in school..given i spent most of my free time in arka's section..she appeared to be a serious girl who knew nothing except studies..little did i know that day..that after a few years..she wud become the centre of my existence..
in class 9 i got separated from arka, but i got many new friends...Suvajit,Anish,Shyamayatri,Neelakshi..and
tanmoy.
17.16th jan 2005..it was after two months i sat for the secondary exams..i had stood third in my section in the selection tests..my was unbeatable in mechanics..and i got 726 in the secondary exams..and i iwas on cloud 9..my lyf just rocked in the two months after the exmas..and for class 11 i got admitted to a lot of coachings..and i lyked dem for a change..several tuitions had hot girls..
but deep down i knew..dey wont even throw a single glance on a small,fat bookworm like me...
it was from that time ..i wanted a girlfriend for myself..
and it was in class 10 we went out for a movie for the first time.."harry potter and the prisoner azkaban" in INOX forum..
18.16th Jan 2006..i was almost an adult...and in the class 11 annualies i suffered badly..no one cud believe that someone who had performed so well in the half yearly exams would do such a miserable reults in a boards paper..i guess i shouldnot have wasted my time for IITJEE..it was a dream..and it remained one..
Tanmoy was becoming unbearable with every passing second..i cudnot tolerate his attitude, his ego..and the way everyone went gaga on him..i hated him..
and it was in the same year..i met jinia roy..and befriended her..
and on 24th november..my classes ended...i cried my heart out at arka (equally tearsome) consoled me..
a part of me died that day..the Courage to Know on my chest was fading..the journey of 15 years had reached its conclusion..
19.16th Jan 2007..finally i became an adult..wowwwwwwwwwwww..and to think that i was doing a parabola sum wen the clock ticked 12..such a nerd i was..
may be 2007 is the most important and eventful year of my life..because in was in 2007..i became a man..it was in 2007 my school life came to an end..it was in 2007 i stood 523 in the WBJEE..and got admitted to Mechanical Engineering Department of Jadavpur University..(and to think i considered leaving JU for IEM..duh!!!!)..it was in 2007 i got friends like Sayantan,Kaustav, Debolina, Sourav..it was in 2007 i had lost a lot of a weight..i wasn't fat anymore..and i had become loads smarter..i didn't fumble while speaking in english..i looked people directly in their eyes..
it was n 2007 Arka lef tme..left Kolkata togo to pune and study MBBS..that day 13th july 2007..wen we saw the movie "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix."..it was our last meeting before he went away..
my pillow covers were soaked that night..drenched in tears..
and it was in 2007..i had fallen in love..with jinia..
20.16th january 2008.. i proposed to jinia a few days after my birthday..and this resulted in a lot of drama..that haunted me for the entire year..i discovered how selfish the girl actually was..how narrowminded was the girl i loved..and to my horror..i still truly loved her..
there was a positive side of my fiasco with jinia though..
Tanmoy and i ceased to be friends..and i was relived..beacause it was he who severed the ties..and i was getting mentally strong..
JU wasnot what i expected it to be..it was much more different..the best thing abou JU is that for the first few days..u will hate it..but after that u can't help falling in luv..jheelpar, mechanical's roof,workshop, our place at the staff canteen..the small tiffs between friends..pangs of lost love..lyad khawa..minmum stdying..JU is a drug..it intoxicates u..and u love that feeling..
it was by the end of this year..i befriended ananya ganguly..and on 24th dec.. i first officialy met her..
everything changed that day..
21.16th January..6 days prior to this day i proposed to the girl who completes me..and who is the best part of me..and she accepted..and for the next two months..she showered me with unimaginable love and splashed my life with a rainbow of colours..right now she is my life, my love, my centre of existence..my elixir of life...it is she who makes this grueling 4th semester endurable..
and in 2009..my poetry got published in the magazine ichhedana u can check that out at www.ichhedana.org..

i have to stop here i guess..my back's aching, my eyes are watering and my stomach is killing me..and most importantly..i am only 20 years old..i cant go any further..
this is my life..i don't want to judge wether it has been good or bad for me..becuase each and every moment of life is a gift for me..i luv my life.

11 comments:

Suvankar said...

Hmm .... a great piece of , what should I say,... writing... it is nothing more than that, and yet, all - pervasive..

Deepto said...

ya, really, this guys got substance

Deepto said...

& when he writes, its straight out of the heart..

rohini said...

jst wnt to say that waiting for 16th jan 2010 to cum.................

dvl said...

a very natural story teller.. frank yet controlled in expression. what is remarkable is the simplicity that also has depth of thought.

Nightwing said...

you are absolutely right...its nothing about good or bad...its life....instead of trying to analyze it..we should breathe in and bask in it...because life is our greatest gift...awesome post...keep it up...

Ananya said...

This is ur style ankit....i luv it when u speak ur heart out...listen 2 what ur heart says...u hav left me speechless all over again

Suvankar said...

I had told Ankit at some point of time that there is something 'magical' in his words that makes me read his writings time and again. This piece has been no exception. It is actually like reading ur own life in another person's words. Leaving apart his very unique prose-style, I would rather be glad to think this one as a truthful portrayal of what was, is, will be : how desires, ambitions, love, friendship, creep into our blood, how they make a new world altogether out of nowhere. It has been a confessional prose all through, and yet lacks that grimness of a confession. Thats what makes me place ur writings beyond "good", "bad", "great" and so on. It is our very own. I mean, how many people can end up a confession by merely surprising his/her readers with the words like : "my back's aching, my eyes are watering and my stomach is killing me.."

I read this one today, for the second time, and I don't know, how many times I would go on doing so...

arko said...

Well proclaimed...this piece the so called "about me" of ankit reminds me of the dialogues used in "aguntuk"...he says it before anyone thinks...and he says it absolutely correct(he says "i am only 20yrs old...he cant go any further"...this is to me "jataaaaaaaaaaaa").Let me now put the whole story in a nutshell..he is in a way "some constant times " faster than anyone can realise,speculate.....
BON VOYAGE!!!

Chhotka said...

kali khoroch kore likhte parlei lekha toiri hoyna,tar jonno smriti k kalir rup dite hoy sada kagojer upor...ankit lekhok othoba shilpi tai o nijer bohiprokas je vasaye korechhe seta prosongshar dabidar.
2r bisoy niye amar notun kore kichhu bolar nei coz u hv said it all...keep on reavealing urslf n dis fashion.

siddhartha said...

excellent piece of writing---jaaaaaata---tui khub bhalo likhechis re---& most importantly i found many similarities between u & me---tui sobkichuke khub sundor bhabe compose korechis---keep smiling--& njoy-sid


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