Bose Writes Things

N o I'm not a rebellious warrior fighting for my rights, or sanding out for a "common social cause", I'm just a simple everyday guy, trying to fight out the etiquette conundrums that a regular life has to offer. I am most invariably affected by social and moral debacles, and i employ every bit of the envious monstrosity in me to suit my needs. My poignancy in times of distress gets the better of my mental solidarity. I am not a cross-border hero, not a possessor of a fine-tuned physique. But it does not cause me any lamentation to see myself standing so aloof from Utopia because my imperfection makes me what I am today. Many a times I was given  to thinking that perfection is an art, but the way things have come up in recent years, I was forced into believing that the word "being perfect" in itself is a folly... If you never knew what imperfection is, you'd never know the excitement that comes from the fear of starting from scratch all-over again. Life...

With the increasing involvement of young minds towards studies (specifically engineering and doctor-ship) it is becoming all the more difficult to appease my parent's will towards my academics. It is a well known fact that Bengali families are of a peculiar off the trend community altogether (pardon me for not mentioning the exceptions). In Bengali families... science is considered as the only subject and if a student just as sure decides to pursue some other subject, his will is treated with either tremendous contempt or complete indifference. I myself have discovered that off late my mind is more inclined towards "English" than "Science", but most off my (nosy) neighbors and (meddlesome) relatives think that the future of any other subject is doom or at least loss of prestige in itself. Here to survive the constant accusations, curses, taunts and retributions targeted at you by people in your proximity... you need to constantly outshine your batch-mates i...