Aami tomake bhalo bashi!

Naumoshkaar,

Yes!!! I am learning to speak Bengali. My mentor his holiness shri shri 1008 Manjish Pal, my wingmate and friend was certain that some Bengali chick was the cause behind this. I had to convince him that I was no chick magnet (I am not) and one week letter I am now eating pantua instead of Gulab Jamun, Korai shooti instead of Peas, and shaving Gonp off my face instead of moustache.

Learning a new language is a beautiful experience. You tend to find similarities and differences and they tend to stick with you. In Bengali, they have this weird type of pronunciation for ‘au’ sound. It sounds so sweet, just like raushaugulla

Any way, I am now past common colors, food items, numbers, greetings et cetera. Hopefully Shri Shri Manjish Prabhu will now take me on advance discourses in aamar tomar bongla. Who knows, I might end up with a bengali chick after all

Till then,
Onion

Oh no!

Dear Diary

It’s 2:15 in the morning and she happens to be online on gtalk with lights blazing green. So I think of buzzing.

“Awake?”
“Fancy a walk?’ et cetera.

I type in ‘awake?’ and then start thinking about it. I think for about a minute about pressing the enter key but something tells me I shouldn’t. So I get back to writing the Proposal for a new idea. Then after a few minutes I again see the green dot. Should I buzz? Ask her for a walk? Tell her what I think? So I type in ‘awake?’ again and am just about to press the enter button when suddenly a friend buzzes me sending some files that I needed. I thank him and curse him and get back to pressing enter. Something tells me I shouldn’t. I press escape instead.

Around 2:30 I think about it again. Three times in last 15 minutes. It’s going the old way again, something I fear. Something I thought would never happen again. I click on the name in the list. I think about brushing my teeth. Had a lot of onions in dinner. And anyway, I brush my teeth at night nowadays (but that should have been done at around 11). I would buzz her after I brush my teeth, I think. It’s foolish I know. At this point she might as well go offline any moment. But as if that forbidding voice inside me took me to the sink in the bathroom, I start brushing. I come back at around 2:40 am. I type in ‘awake?’ and am about to press enter. That voice inside my head grows stronger and so does the urge to talk to her. My battle continues when suddenly…she goes idle!

It’s not good to buzz a girl so late at night when she might have retired to bed already. I think. And I get back to that proposal I was writing.

MORAL: Don’t wait. Just do it if you think you are right. The voices in head are bullshit. It’s the voice of the heart which counts.

Yours,

Sid

PS: Just a minute after this post, she went green again.