Monday, June 14, 2010

Why I am what I am

When I was falling in and out of love, I did not know that I’ll be able to laugh off those relationships a few years later. If some of my friends suggested so, I would become very angry. Little did I realise that I had actually fallen in love with my loneliness, my failure to woo any girl. I was the quintessential Devdas, whose problem is not that nobody loves him. The problem is he loves being forlorn, rejected.
Whoever wrote the script of my life, loved me more than Sarat Chandra loved his hero. My Devdas days got over just before I was about to drown my sorrow in alcohol. I do not believe in angels, but I think human beings imagined there were angels because they found there were some among themselves whose virtues were unusual. That way, the woman I found was an angel.
The start of our affair was too true to believe. Since childhood, we had lived close enough to cross ways everyday, but never did. Then when we finally found each other, we were 1000 miles apart. But for the intelligent box that has almost thrown the idiot box out of fashion, we would never have met. I was most reluctant to join any social networking site when it was in vogue among my friends. But at last, peer pressure got to me, thankfully. I became ‘Orkuchute’, as I would call everybody who joined Orkut before me. Then came the 7th December 2007.
The most important dates to me are as follows: 7th November, 1917; 14th July 1789; 25th Boishakh 1268; 15th August 1947 and 7th December 2007. Sounds funny? I am serious. What I am today is because of all these dates. My philosophy of life is because of the Russian Revolution and the French Revolution, my expressions have flowed from Rabindranath Tagore, my freedom of speech is because my country is free, and I am not an alcoholic because of the lady I met on Orkut on 7th December. She blew away my despair, first unconsciously and later consciously. A few years later, she decided it was not enough, she should be by my side for the rest of our lives.
This piece is a tribute to that angel as I embark on a new journey. A journey to make my opinions on everything public.

2 comments:

নিরন্তর said...

Baro sensible bhalo lekha

ZINDAGI said...

darun....seriously you write very nicely..