Love knows no words

Yes, that is something i learned the other day, perhaps more appropriate would be "Saw" the other day.
It all happened at the bus stand near CP. It had already been a pretty tiresome day, and i was pretty much pissed off at every single people around me, for apparently no particular reason at all, or maybe perhaps they were there. However,still I was there waiting for my bus, and my eyes fell on this couple laughing up at something. I would have passed on them just like any other people. But it was something that caught my attention. They were not speaking to each other, I mean not in literary terms, but no they were not speaking. They were using the tactful movement of there fingers and hand to communicate with each other.

Yeah, something like this. I really don't know what this sort of communication is rather called, but it must have a name. I take a mental note of Googling about it later. But at that point of time, I just stare away at those two people, laughing at each other's joke, so much unaware of the world around them.
If two people, who cant speak or hear, can love so much, why can't we, the so called "NORMAL" people, who can speak and speak and speak so much, cannot ooze out a tiny amount of love. Isn't is amazing the quantity of things we keep on saying. Yet we're all so far away from the basic reality of humanity.
So then, what about all those writings and songs and lyrics! We try out so much and so many things to show our Love, yet i this process of show-off, we forget the small truth of expressing our love.


This, and a lot more thoughts washed over me standing there. Finally my bus had arrived, people rush to it, yet now, am no longer irritated or pissed of. I quietly let the other man to board first.
Fact is, if two people who cant speak or hear, can love so much. Then why can't we being able to do so (I mean more or less) show that little bit of compassion expected of us.

Balanced and Un-Balanced Audio

What is Un-Balanced Audio?

Un-balanced audio is what is found in typical home stereo.

An unbalanced line uses one wire for the signal and another for the ground. Unlike balanced lines, unbalanced lines use the ground for signal return. In typical unbalanced cables, the ground is the cable shield.

Traditional unbalanced cables that we see, uses two lines to transmit the audio signal- a hot line i.e. which carries the signal and the earth line. So this is all that is required to transmit the audio and is common in short cables ( where noise is less of a problem).

Unbalanced work best allowing an audio signal to pass from one piece of equipment to the next with minimal interference. However, they have the drawback of picking up undesirable noise and hum.

What is Balanced Audio?

Balance audio is a method of minimizing unwanted noise from interference in audio cables. The idea is that any interference picked up in a balanced cable is eliminated at the point where the cable plugs into a Sound Mixer or other equipment.

Balance audio uses the method of interconnecting audio equipment using impedance balanced lines. Balanced Audio uses a cable made up of two conductors that are twisted together and surrounded by an overall shield. The basic idea being that each conductor is connected to impedance at each end of the line. The audio on the two conductors is exactly the same, except that one of the conductors has the audio inverted at the source piece of equipment. The input of the destination equipment inverts the Inverted audio and sums the two channels together.

Balanced audio cables use an extra line, and consist of a hot(positive), cold line (negative) and earth.

The audio signal is transmitted on both the hot and cold lines, but the voltage in the cold line is inverted (i.e. the polarity is changed) so it is negative when the hot signal is positive. These two signals are often referred to as being 180 degrees out of phase with each other but this is technically incorrect – the signals are not actually out of phase, they are opposite polarities, i.e. one signal is effectively flipped upside down rather being delayed 180 degrees.

When the cable is plugged into an input equipment, the Hot and Cold signals are combined. Normally one would expect these two signals to cancel each other out, but at the input stage the inversion is reversed before being merged together, so they actually combine to form a stronger signal.

Friendship

Bondhu mane misti mukh r
Misti sukher smriti,
Bondhu mane dukhkhe-sukhe-
Maniye nebar riti.

Bondhu mane odhel hasi
Ogadh astha r,
Bondhu mane vorsha kore
Laghob kora bhar.

Bondhu mane moner manush
Moner kachhakachhi,
Bondhu mane sokol kotha
Bolte bhalobasi.

Bondhu mane somobyathi
Ekla chola noy,
Bondhu mane hath bariye
Hath dhorte hoy.

Bondhu mane 'amar' chhere
'Moder' bolte sekha,
Bondhu mane bishwa majhe
Keu noyto eka.

 Jus an ode to all those guys, with whom i grew up! Learned the basics of life, fought with'em and later made friends again! Not my blood brothers, but a lot more than that. And an ode to friendship lying well over-stretched beyond my vision!

"Just"

Here I am sitting with my laptop working my way through, listening to some Bengali track. And how much I wish that I could go back to those times, and just live those moments once more. I am quite sure we all would want to go back to those school days (save a few, of whom I would rather not speak).

Add to that, the last time I checked the “Science Frontier”, we surely hadn’t come up with any sorta time machine. And what exactly would it look like,I mean m not talking of those conventional asshole “Love story 2050” type one’s. Am talking logic and science and time space equation along with. And m not ruling out space bending theory as well.

Hmmm.. but then I would question myself, whats the point of taking up so much of trouble. Yes, now that we come to the point. Why on earth would i take sooo much of trouble to go all the way to those years?? Not that m not having much fun now!! However the logical deduction comes around to the point that its not about that fun, but only getting rid of all this responsibilities. C’mon, now haven’t we all been dying to grow up, and have our live all to ourself!!

Admit it people..!!  Its true!! We have lived to grow up and and we now wanna go back back to those times. Had I been, but an distant observer. I would point my fingers at you all and laugh my ass off nd say “What fuckin frickle minded guys these are!!”

But as the scenario presents itself,m one among you in this play as well. Now come to think about it, its not all about that fun, but also those few things we always thought wish we could get it right. I guess almost all of us have got that secret, that secret craving for having making that thing right, no matter whatever it be.  May be getting that xam paper right or perhaps getting to take the right decision for college or course, or maybe not letting that special one go. Yes, just letting that person know how much important she was. Just forgetting that self inflating ego at that point of time. Just being there with her, and not with some stupid project person, and just not giving it up by just saying that Long distance relationships don really work! It all rotates around that tiny winy “just”.

Someone said, “The one that goes away always looks good”.

So, should we just let go. Hoping to forget all that and still stalking their profile on Facebook. Wondering whether to hit that “Send friendship request” window!

Tell you what. We humans are indeed a pathetically funny lot. All bloody single one of us. Hell I got shit load work to do, we know tomorrow morning its going to be the same routinely affair, yet we console ourself thinking of those older times. Funny lot we humans are!

A faded string of memory!

Why does times of this sort comes? Times when you really can't explain what exactly is goin on, and yet you feel so lost and so far far away away from everything around you.
The constant clutterings of your colleagues, the constant jabbering of the printer beside you and all sort of ring tones possibly available to download seems just like a faint echo from another world.


In any other day, I would have been an inalienable part of the above described scene, however today, its
happening all differently!

Is it a my favourite Saturday today? Lemme check!

Well, no it isn't, my desktop calender is staring away with Tuesday on its face. I think it is wondering what is perhaps wrong with me today morning. :)
Even my computer does'nt seem in a mood today, and it is acting weirdly! Looks like it is rebelling for having to work today!

And still as I continue to wonder, distant clatter and clumps reaches my ear! My conscious tells me i should get down to work, but my mind flutters away to the some place else. Concentrating seems such a big issue.
I could'nt care any more for something so evasive and so very eluding.

And then there came a gust of wind carrying me away to that distant world of dreams that generally granted entry only during the night in the sleep. the smell of soil after the first rain reaches my nostrils, and am no more lost, am no more uncertain! I know, I am home, this is the place i belong! There is no picture that I could put here for you guys to see,but it would'nt be so much difficult to imagine, isnt it?

And I guess that same gust of wind swept across me again, and this time I swear I could feel tufts of hairs lash across.. and that fragrance. How on earth I could ever forget that.

Ok, so now I realise that it had been you all the time. Yes, I forgot how it used to be then, how that persons fragrance reached so well before that person itself. how I would try to catch the wind at the end of your pony tail, and how even the sweetest note of music would seem soo dull before your giggling!

Indeed it had been so long that, infact the faintest of your memories had faded away. In a way, Yes! I had forgotten all that.

Standing here in broad day light, I can feel all those similar feelings that once eventualized to what seems like an eternity ago! Yet, one thing that is still missing is that person.
Encased in ice are safely tugged away those thoughts in a far nook corner somewhere. I can assure that they are safe,but what I failed to save was the ever growing rift.
How I wish it would all be ok again. The fun we had, that trifle of issues shared even with so much enthusiasm. All that, an long long eternity ago.
And I cant help laughing at my ownself, how foolish I had been.

Suddenly the ring of my own cell phone haul me back to the harsh reality.

Did i hear it right?

Ohh.. Yes! It is my cell indeed.

I can't remember when I had put such an annoying ring tone. There is a call for a meeting.
 i stagger on my feet, and try to get my bearings straight! Gosshh..!! travelling in dreams can so much screw up with your navigational sense.

And I slowly tread,once more into the real world, and away from that world where I belonged. And the feelings and the thoughts once more becoming distant, slowly fading away.

I let Time play it's part and snatch it all away from me to throw it an eternity away. Where I cannot reach it, from where I can't smell it, from where I can't dream it.

Only hoping that like accidents like today happen once more in some time in future, whence I be reminded that am an human with emotions. I have'nt grown cold blooded and stone hearted.

Till then, its this dry and scavaged world that beckons me. And I must do its bidding.




PS: This is entirely an work from an figment of imagination and has nothing to do with any person in reality or whatsoever.

Its anothr saturday today, and guess wots sooo vry spcl about it, besides dat it is a Saturday?  Its HOLI tomorrow.

Well, now there has been one confusion about like which is particular date for it, coz some one had come up with the idea that there gotta be a "Badi Holi" and another "Choti Holi". But heck, why do I care!! As long as I can play wid colors, throw them at my friends and, well.. Let them throw at me as well.

There has been some particular reason for celebrating Holi, but am not going into that.But what I am treading into is the fact that this is a real treat to the eyes! Yes, indeed.. I don see any other festival in Indian calender that can be so much more colorful, even if you aren the one taking part in it!

The sheer variety and contrast of colours that are available, is enough to startle one person. To which I wonder, where does all this colors dissapear from our daily life of other days!  Hmmm...

Wish you all a Colurful bright Holi!

An ode to Saturday..

 

I remember the days when friday meant the end of the week, and saturday was only meant for playing. Well, I had to study, but then that was compensated by the excitement and the fun.Used to wait for saturday like anything (Sighh...).

And now here i am Sitting in office and wondering whatever the Fcuk happened to the saturday. The general commotion here doesn give any slightest hint that today is THE DAY.

Used to spend the lazy saturday mornings watching the Looney toons.

Yeah, I grew up watching these I admit, and so did most of you. What best strikes me is the real life characters aroun me,and that including me, all scuttering away with their work, irrespective of the day, just like the characters in the series minus the Colors and BANGS !! 

Too bad no one bothers to stop by and remember our gud ol'pal Saturday any more.And this post I dedicate to you (Impersonated Saturday).

now gimme a Hi5....

Lamenting over the lost sands of time

Yes, I have been for some time thinking on like why is it that we get to know the value of a place(or of some person,in some case..DUHH!!) after we leave it.

Like hell i had been living at my home town for two years, and I didn even care to go beyond the same old road limit.

But, now after having left it, when i am only able to visit it once or twice(Consider lucky!!) that am able to come to full terms with actually i have left behind.

That's the light house, the light beam from which i used to follow on those silent and moonlit nights. It was fun stealing away those precious few moments from the treacherous night studies preparing for the board nd entrance exams. Yet I had never cared lest bothered to just push a few paddles(yess! i used a bicycle) and go that place.

Nohh, i wud rather sit with the books and gobble all the things up.

And later, after years perhaps, when I visited home, i took up the courage to find the time to go beyond the roads, believ me,another whole new norld world was unveiled to me, am not talking about discovery of the magnitude of Columbus!.But something new from my own perspective.

And well, yeah, i did drag one of my friend along. Guess couldn handle all the fun maself...!!

It was fun to ride along an all new and unknown road, didin even bother to ask where the road ultimately led to. We just drove on and on... And we did reach a very b'ful place. Alas i don't have the pics to share over here.

After that , I had made it a point to visit that place and the adjoining places every time i visited my home town.

I still wish I had known those little, less visited places earlier,it would have been SO great. Sighh..!! Whats gone cannot be brough back, but I hope to see the little places worth visiting where i am staying presently. Not that there is much time left at end of the day, nor is there enough time by sunday alone, but its that feeble and faint ray of hope that keeps us going.

Week, after week after week..

Unsought in Chaos

Well, I might have commented so much about order, disorder and chaos, the fact remains that am still confused so much about it. and maybe that's what it is all about.

Honestly, i have been trying to get into a job after pass out, and i remember pretty well how that time was. I would have traded anything for a decent work profile, and well, i did make into one.
But once into a job, and after having worked for a month or so, that i realized that was all my years of effort worth the work am doing here(am not discussing my job profile here).

I really miss those idle days at my home place,pondycherry. And i miss those outings that me and my friends use to under take on those idle afternoons.

It's then that i realize that life does provide us with the best of moments at all the times, but we miss them looking for and worrying for tomorrow. Examples are lying abundant before me to cite( and most of you around i know).

But then, now that those moments came and passed by, is it more prudent to lament about them or just take the lesson and learn to live the moment now.