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Where are the usual suspects?


Going to make my Sunday dinner now with some Tosca..

Actually, they weren't. They kept a few porcelain knickknacks here and there. My brother sent over some hand painted plates when he was in Germany. The items I liked the most were some Asian scrimshaw carvings. Those items are coming with us to the condo.

When my Mother visited Italy, she purchased a small inexpensive image of 'Mary and Jesus' for one of the gift shops on the tour. I was explaining Easter (the religious version and not the bunny and hard-boiled eggs version) to my wife and I have a small 'last supper' carving on the arch leading into the kitchen in Miami. Chances are, it will remain there.

Anyway, I think 'Mary' is coming with us this weekend.



There's a really good chance my Dad's favorite will remain in Miami.



Sorry Dad...

Age is no matter in a relationship, if your thinking of best you can do anything. if you understand what the matter of relationship, just go to the mindcity. and you choose your best life partner propuse him, you can see if his mind is pure easily accept you,

Golden tears upon a golden place my spirit has left this restless place,


And I was a man labeled a pure disgrace 99 lashes tie him down well he's in hell now,


Feeling it now......


Tieing a story to true love's glory but that's a fairytale my friend's and then tear's run down your face like ice like 99 Stabbing blade's with Differnt clour's from a purple haze,


with leaves me with just a few word's to say's are we really ment to be guessing for the rest of our day's.

The teacher told me to do the second art work for the same theme.
Near the local hospital there is a statue of a man with raised arms. It inspired to me to create the second part of a diptych "Mind And Soul".
Some of the buildings I draw by looking at the cover box of plastic coated playing cards. Some I've draw from my imagination. The mountain's from a computer game we use to play with the friend on "Sega" platform.

At the end of the exam I got estimate of 100 percent.
Of course there was a theory part, but I have also get an estimate of 100 percent.

It was 20 years before.

All kinds of martial arts karate judo Kung fu and all Bruce lee movies

why do you not allow comments on your blogs ?..seems crazy to me, i mean why not ?

TAHAR NAAM TI RANJANA
(Her Name Was RANJANA)


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Girl : " Hello !!! "

Boy : " Oh Hi there !!
So ... You're that Girl who got the special permission to visit me in this last moments of my life !!!
But I wonder WHY !??
You know that I'm going to die just a few minutes later , Hang Till Death , don't you ?? "

Girl : " Yes.. I know.. "

Boy : " Then why are you here now !!!
What do you want from me ??
I don't even know you !! "

Girl : " But ... I think you are Mithu Da.. My Elder Brother , who ran away from our home long time ago when he was only 16.. "

Boy : " No... You've mistaken !! I'm not your Mithu Da !! I'm Kaushik.. Kaushik Gupta..
BTW .. Who are you ?? "

Girl : " RANJANA .. My name is Ranjana ...
So .. You're saying you're not my Brother !!!
But .... I'm feeling some resemblance with my brother ..
I just can't point it out exactly ...
Don't you remember anything !!??
Our Home.. The Village of our childhood , named Khanjana , the River in our village , named Anjana !!!
Nothing ??? "

Boy : " Nopp.. Not a single thing ... "

Girl : " Where are you from then ? "

Boy : " I'm from Bankura district , from a village , as far I recall the name was probably Kestopur or Bishtupur , something like that !! "

Girl : " Why ? Why !! Don't you remember the exact name of your village ? "

Boy : " No .. Cause I flee from my home when I was too young.. "

Girl : " Where did you study ? What is your favourite poem to recite ? "

Boy : " Study !!! No... I went to the Junior school only .. And recitation !! I don't even know what you are talking about !!!! "

Girl : " You don't know about recitation !! No.. Then you're not my Brother ...
My Mithu Da used to always Recite Poems for me before bedtime when I was a lill kid ...
His favourite poem was This " Tahar Naam Ti RANJANA " .. Because it's so similar with the name of our Village , our River , and My Name , all same !!!
NO.. You can't be my Mithu Da ...
OK... I should leave now ... "

Boy : " Heyy .. Wait for a minute ... I wanna ask you something .. "

Girl : " You !! Now You wanna ask me something !!! What ??? You said that you don't even know me !!! "

Boy : " Yes .. But now I'm feeling curious ..
Your missing brother , his nickname was Mithu , right !!
But .. What's his formal name ? "

Girl : " His goodname was Ambujakho Mazumdar .. "

Boy : " What !! Did you just say Ambujakho !!?? "

Girl : " Yes !! Why !!!! "

Boy : " As you mentioned the name , Now I remember ...
There was this Guy named Ambuj , who used to be my room partner long time ago ...
Yes yes !!! Now I can recall all these !!! He told me about his Village named Khanjana , the River named Anjana...
And his little Sister he left in his home , RANJANA !!! "

Girl : " Reallyyy !!! Reallyyy ??? You knew my brother !!!??
He lived with you !!!
You are not joking , right !?
You're not making this up to comfort me , are you ??? "

Boy : " No I'm not ... Yes ... We once used to share rooms ... "

Girl : " What else did he say to you !!?? "

Boy : " A lot ... He used to tell me , how and why he left his home so early without telling anybody .. As he wanted to be a responsible Man who will earn for his family and then return to the home with a lot of money ... "

Girl : " Did he recite any poem too ?? "

Boy : " Oh no.. Not any poem.. Never .. "

Girl : " Why not !! What happened ?? "

Boy : " Oh.. That's a sad story ...
He always tried so hard to earn money ... So that he could return to his family...
But.. He failed ... Again and again and again ...
You know ... I suggested him to join my Gang ... But he refused to be a Criminal ... "

Girl : " What happened next ??? "

Boy : " Then one day I saw on road , a few public was beating a guy for Pickpocketing .. And to my surprise , it was Ambuj !!! "

Girl : " NO !! NEVER !!! My brother can't be a Pickpocket !! My Mithu Da can't be a Criminal !!! NEVER !!! "

We will reunite one day in that clear blue sky,
and start over where we left off, with your silent goodbye.

It's almost been a year now and tears still fall,
but tears from a sorrowful heart seem to have no time at all.

We had a bond, not like one you'd find everyday,
I wish you were here, for this I really wanted to say.

Your face I still see clearly, your laughter is still in the air,
why were you taken away from me? It is more than unfair.

And now I must learn life not sure of knowing the way,
you promised to be here to help me, someday.

I feel lonely now, scared and unsure,
why can't you be here to help me through this dark door?

It was you I loved and adored for so long,
but now I'm expected to move on and be strong.

I miss you more as the days go by,
sometimes I ask questions but can't help to cry.

Why were you taken out of my world in a blink of an eye?
only if I would have had a chance to say goodbye.

Life's different now it's just not the same,
I still try to remind myself no ones to blame.

You live in a memory now, a special place in my heart,
and I'll carry that memory close by me,
because there we won't ever have to part.
........... ...Reflect my feelings......wrritten by someone no idea.......

Of goodbyes and
Forgiveness
Gentle breezes stroke
Gentle cheek, kissing
As old friends do
If the fountain fills with
Joyous tears