Karma

"I have always been a firm believer in the karma theory. Your Karma shall follow you. Thou shall reap what thou sow."

I wrote this on 31st October,2006. It has come true.

http://abhijeetnandy.blogspot.com/2006/10/grinch-whole-stole-victory-from-indian.html

India's ,miserable loss at the World Cup is a result of all the wrong things that happened in Indian cricket in the last eighteen months.
Chappell and Dravid took over reins of the team from Ganguly by spreading lies and by playing politics. However they failed to realize that by killing the strength of our team they could never make it successful. I can understand the selfish deeds of Chappel. He is an Australian, probably here only for the money. Why would he have any love for India or it's cricket. But what had gone wrong with Dravid? Why did he assist Chappell in all the evil deeds? Is power so corrupting?
Power has spoilt many good men. Dravid is not only the latest but a prominent example of this. Worse,power made him insecure. It was this insecrity of this that created an uneasy atmosphere in the team. He failed to realize the basic rule of cricket, it's a team game, you can't do it alone.

Decades back, Tagore wrote a song describing the oppressions of the British government and said that:
bidhir badhon katbe tumi emon soktiman tumi ki emni soktiman
amader bhanga gora tomar haatE emon obhiman tomader emni obhimaan
bidhir badhon katbe tumi emon soktiman tumi ki emni soktiman............

You will change the course of destiny, you are so strong
You will change the course of destiny, are you so strong?
Our creation and destruction is in your hands,
you have such arrogance, such is your arrogance

Always you will keep us down?
Always you will pull us back?
You don't have such power yet, you can not pull this off

You will change the course of destiny, you are so strong
You will change the course of destiny, are you so strong?

No matter how powerful the ruler is,
the oppressed still has power
No matter how big you become,
there is GOD!
By killing our strength, even you won't survive
Once your burden gets too heavy,
your boat will sink

You will change the course of destiny, you are so strong
You will change the course of destiny, are you so strong?
Our creation and destruction is in your hands,
you have such arrogance, such is your arrogance

The Indian boat has sunk, thank our captain for it.

Moon's smile has broken all dams

This song of mine will wind its music around you,
my child, like the fond arms of love.
The song of mine will touch your forehead
like a kiss of blessing.
When you are alone it will sit by your side and
whisper in your ear, when you are in the crowd
it will fence you about with aloofness.
My song will be like a pair of wings to your dreams;
it will transport your heart to the verge of the unknown.
It will be like the faithful star overhead
when dark night is over your road.
My song will sit in the pupils of your eyes,
and will carry your sight into the heart of things.
And when my voice is silenced in death,
my song will speak in your living heart.

This evening I decided to do what I like to do and not what I have to do. As it gets warmer in Montreal, I decided it's time for some pleasure. I went to the computer and sat for hours listening to Rabindra Sangeet.

আলো আমার আলো ওগো, আলো ভূবন ভরা
আলো নয়ন ধোওয়া আমার আলো হৃদয় হরা ।
নাচে আলো নাচে ও ভাই, আমার প্রাণের কাছে -
বাজে আলো বাজে ও ভাই, হৃদয়বীণার মাঝে
জাগে আকাশ, ছোটে বাতাস, হাসে সকল ধরা ।
আলোর স্রোতে পাল তুলেছে হাজার প্রজাপতি
আলোর ঢেউয়ে উঠল মেতে মল্লিকা মালতী ।
মেঘে মেঘে সোনা, ও ভাই যায়না মানিক গোনা -
পাতায় পাতায় হাসি ও ভাই, পুলক রাশি রাশি ।
সুরনদীর কূল ডুবেছে সুধা-নিঝর-ঝরা।
- অচলায়তন

I don't know what it was, maybe the rains. It drizzled this evening. Somehow I always get pulled towards Rabindra Sangeet whenever I see the rains. Maybe it's the soothing effect. The soothing effect that rain has on dry earth, same effect does Rabindra Sangeet have on my soul. Remember that frangrance of wet soil after first rains? Thats what I feel when I listen to the maestro's songs.



Bhalobashi Bhalobashi
Ai shure kache doore
Jole sthole bajai baashi
Bhalobashi Bhalobashi

Murder He wrote...

Was Bob killed? This seems to have become the biggest question in cricket today. Ironically, no one seems to be concerned with the original question, who will win the world cup!
This case seems to be straight out of a Agatha Christie novel. Initially declared as a natural death, then traces of poison are found. A scheduled press conference by the high and mighty ICC officials is cancelled. Then, there are reports that he was strangled. And now, reports surface that Scotland Yard will investigate the case. Sherlock Holmes in Jamaica!
Bob, even after dying has remained in the news, much like he used to during his lifetime, especially as the coach of South Africa and then Pakistan. If he has really been murdered, then it's unfortunate. The killer entered the wrong team's hotel, to murder the wrong coach.
This World Cup will go down in history as one of the most popular ones for all the wrong reasons. And believe me, u ain't seen anything yet! Theres a lot more to come!!!

Life is Tough

I never thought life as a student again would be so tough. It is not about adapting to the study format in Canada. It's purely about cash. Getting a job to survive here is such a Herculean task. Purely on this experience I would never advise any international student to come here for any form of studies. The government rules are a two edged sword for students. Firstly, they wouldn't allow you work off campus for the first six months and then no one on campus is willing to employ a new student. Past experience and credentials are plainly ignored.
It seems not only is student life tough, life after is worse. I recently met an ex student from my MBA program, who is returning back to India.
Reason: No one was willing to consider him for a position, even with about 4 years of experience in companies like Suzuki and Honda.
As I write, I listen to "Jene Shune aami beesh korechi paan". Literal translation is, "Willingly I have drank poison". I ask myself the same question tonight.

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Mambo Italiano!

Saying that I was shocked this time on my birthday would be an understatement. I was not only shocked by my new set of friends,in Montreal but I also managed to shock myself. Usually, back home I would expect my friends to turn up at my place at 12am. However it was least expected here. I had no clue these guys n gals would pull this off on me. So it was a real surprise and a good one at that.
Surprises didn't end here. I was expecting a hectic day, what with two classes and work to finish for two presentations due next week. I finish attending a draining session by a marketing guru in the first half of my Marketing class. It's break time, just trying to get my nerves settled as I know I will get my marketing mid term marks after about an hour. I hear someone calling out,"Ramie". I turn expecting to see my Marketing team member,a french girl,here as an exchange student. It is her. But wait! She has a donut in her hand, with a candle,lit up. The girls start singing "Happy Birthday" and boy am I taken aback. Amazing gesture from someone who has known only for a couple of weeks. I didn't even know how to thank her!
Everyone kept asking me what I did on the night of March 8th. All I can say is I had hot Italian dinner. Italians make them delicious, don't they ;)

Spring is here!

This weekend it snowed a lot in Montreal. However it was the same snow that helped me enjoy the spring festivals of Holi. Throwing snowballs on the streets of Montreal at midnight, on two consecutive nights! Am I having a ball or wat?
I think the turning point was my trip to Toronto. It liberated me. Liberated me of all the feelings of guilt and helplessness. March in Montreal seems lovely now. So bring out the wine, I am here to party!