Fame???!!!

I have kinda started enjoying my stage appearances…the first one was in my first MNC, I conducted the antakshari on a fine akkel day, in the red and black color representing the brand…red kurti, black salwar, and a black shawl with yellow embroidery on it (funny thing is, I  can still hear my bossie shouting “red and black…red and black” in support of my costume in the best dressed person competition, but that was even earlier, in 2007, in SG). Those were olden days you know…after the occasion a full-fledged photo album was published, and there I was…looking so smart and sweet at the same time…I used to sit in the reception in the ground floor in building 30 and check out the photos…but alas…my phone didn’t have a camera then (I was still using the Nokia 6610), and I never got a copy of that photo…

 I remember reading a poem…my own poem…in some বিজয়া সম্মিলনী I guess, in our own building in Saltlake, where people got rather dumb founded that I could write such poems. Well I did such things in those days, I had written one essay, and জেঠু was so pleased to read it...he bought us kabab from some famous shop...and of course there was Pamu writing down my poems in her diary...well I used to write in those days poems like...

বিষণ্ন প্রতিমা হেন রয়েছ যে চেয়ে,

হে নারী আঁখি তোমার সুদূরের পারে...

a lot of rubbish in hindsight...but well, she was very fond of them. One such poem was

আয়নার সামনে দাঁড়িয়ে ভাবি, আমি  বোকা,ভীষণ বোকা

which unfortunately became my brother's favorite way of pulling my leg :(

But unfortunately all are lost now. Stage appearances, not many more...in my last MNC, the 31st December antakshari, and the song collection I had directed during the project party...oh was I not in love then...?

And when I read my paper (I had photos for that...thank God) and today's recitation - well today is tricky...dad can't take photos from my mobile, neither did I ask him, because I was not confident myself, whether I can pull it off properly. There was a lady taking photographs, but at length, I was too shy to ask her if she has taken my photos...and in all probability I'll never get to see the photos even if they are taken, because you see, I don't socialize much. But today was by far my biggest stage appearance, because the stage overlooked a bus stop, and a road where several buses ply...but I was like Arjun, I hardly saw or heard a thing, except perhaps I pictured once my dad swelling with pride, but that too towards the end of the poem, when things couldn't anymore go wrong, rest of the time, I was just concentrating hard...

It was quite a good time I had learning the poem, although it felt like there was this huge weight I was carrying on my head...but it brought back memories of my struggles, struggles that I won...that infamous network and circuit theory exam, where I hardly knew a thing, and worked out the answers through sheer concentration, every time I'd pray, God, let me pass this time, from next time onwards I'll study :) :)

A sore throat, asthma after ages, gurgling with iodine water, no man, I am better off without tension...living this relaxed life and reading storybooks...challenges? Let them be a thing of past, the lady doesn't fight anymore, Seleucus...

(My best friend, who was this self proclaimed astrologer, was envious of my sun line - best he had ever seen - he used to say, I'd be famous, very famous...yeah, isn't my blog famous?) - and why don't I write the name of the poem I recited today? Ah, such things are discussed in letters - mails, emails, you may say :) :)