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Ramblings
http://rubaru.blogspot.com/2010/06/batman-rocks-one-of-my-instructors.html
This is my pulpit, my podium, my stage, my trumpet, my megaphone, my slate, my editorial and my epitaph. Thursday, June 17, 2010. One of my instructors spent five years building up my confidence. He constantly reminded me how important my job was going to be. How many powerful me will come to rely on my skills. And how superior the training and equipment I received was to anything else in the world. Right before I took my first placement, he asked me who it was who was gonna bring me down.
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i am useless: Off I Fly
http://ghetufool.blogspot.com/2013/08/off-i-fly.html
Wednesday, August 28, 2013. And so, like all intelligent people, I love to think, or think how not to think and idle my time away. I have a vague feeling this luxury will not remain there when I get married. I am told it is a bitter pill to swallow, but you must have the pill someday. Afterall, the joke goes, happiness is not everything in life. What shall I say? I rejoice. Its clear to me that you need her. I believe, in an act of faith, that she has not only chosen you, you have not only chosen...A nup...
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i am useless: surrender
http://ghetufool.blogspot.com/2013/03/surrender.html
Monday, March 11, 2013. Lot of changes coming my way of late. i am not sure how i should interpret them, and if at all, they need to be interpreted. for sure, i have become very placid, all accepting, stupid may be. at the same time, this is so liberating! I met those people on my way, in this magical journey of life. their roles performed to the tee, and asking nothing in return, one day they decide to leave. fine, i say, thank you for the music, my dear friend! Be happy my dear friend! Ten glorious yea...
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i am useless: Revelation!
http://ghetufool.blogspot.com/2013/06/revelation.html
Monday, June 03, 2013. I hardly know English, and I have lost my flair for my mother tongue Bengali as well. May be my quest for being a writer ends here. May be, this is the end of the road. Or maybe, just maybe, I should not care about language and just write stories, like the first storyteller who didn’t know any language well enough to communicate to his fellow listeners. But he had a bagful (made of skin of the antelope he had slaughtered once? Let me try this. Become a storyteller. A reader in any ...
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Ramblings
http://rubaru.blogspot.com/2008/11/dada-shunyo-kore-gelo.html
This is my pulpit, my podium, my stage, my trumpet, my megaphone, my slate, my editorial and my epitaph. Monday, November 10, 2008. Dada shunyo kore gelo! Profound, sad, but true! Posted by Tridib @ 2:33 AM. Not bad at all. well played. Finally. dadake behala-r chayer theke pawa jabe. seta bhebe dekhecho baal? Bangalore, Karnataka, India. View my complete profile. Life is too Good. Fool on the hill.
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Ramblings: 04/01/2005 - 05/01/2005
http://rubaru.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html
This is my pulpit, my podium, my stage, my trumpet, my megaphone, my slate, my editorial and my epitaph. Friday, April 29, 2005. For a Holy "See". It seems Dan Brown’s depiction of the drama surrounding the election of the Pope wasn’t exaggerated after all. While reading. What was that about religion and opium? Posted by Tridib @ 10:48 AM. Thursday, April 28, 2005. The Last 100 Days. Posted by Tridib @ 3:35 AM. Monday, April 25, 2005. For all those Doubting Thomases. Posted by Tridib @ 10:15 AM. But, per...
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Ramblings: 10/01/2004 - 11/01/2004
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This is my pulpit, my podium, my stage, my trumpet, my megaphone, my slate, my editorial and my epitaph. Wednesday, October 27, 2004. Apropos to Jabberwock’s diatribe. That’s what your scientists call us dude), I would just like to say that no matter how ugly we are and how repulsive you find us, we will be around long after you guys have blogged and bombed each other to oblivion. Also, Rubaru, you pathetic pen pusher with Dave Barry (puhleeze! Ambitions, listen: 'Don’t call me Babe'. What gives me a kic...
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Ramblers Block: July 2005
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If life was just a high way and the soul was just a car. And objects in the rear view mirror were nearer than they are. Monday, July 11, 2005. Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add colour to my sunset sky. You just look up and ask God, "Father .Oh father! Why have you forsaken me? And you wonder is there really a God above who is allowing you to go through this? And you still don't get any answers. Everytime that I asked myself last year, why me God? No mat...
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Ramblers Block: November 2005
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If life was just a high way and the soul was just a car. And objects in the rear view mirror were nearer than they are. Saturday, November 26, 2005. Can't believe I'm sitting in office after last night's drunken revelry.24 hour shifts start from Monday and we'll only be getting off on weekdays, so we decided to party this one time before get * * * . But then the night is over 'n now its back to work.'Raat gayee, baat gayee'(night gone, talk gone).such is life and we shall live. Thursday, November 17, 2005.