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Life is all about love and lust. Love for your passion, lust for success. Often in the long journey which is life, we encounter disappointments in both fields. I try to see and show you opportunities in disappointments, spark of hope in despair, the air filling an empty glass. My blog is not about how to live, it is about how to enjoy life to its lease. So who is this site for? All teenagers Fitness freaks Social issue solvers Teachers and parents Mighty wanderers Thinkers and of course You!

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Dear Outsiders,

I am a Kolkatan and if you are planning to visit Kolkata anytime soon I wish to let you know some of the things you definitely need to try out while you are here.

Let me start with my favorite first-

Phuchka

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Commonly known as Gol-gappa in other parts of the country, Kolkatan phuchka is like none other. Delicious with its rich spicy taste, alu, dhaniya patta (coriander leaves) and tetul-er-jol, you have to try this out. You are bound to find phucka stand all over Kolkata and its surrounding. Not all Phuchka-walas (Phuchka-maker) make equally good phuchka. So for a tourist it would be best to ask a local or simply follow the hit and trial method.

Sweets

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Don’t make your face like this. Kolkatan mishti (sweets) will put a…

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Relationships:Drifting apart

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The wind was banging against the glass pane, demanding to be let inside so it could takes its course-taking away to its fill against payment of a floor strewn with dust and debris. Rushali saw the lightning bolt strike the old Banyan tree nearby, severing it in half. The wind then attacked the tree with rage ,flinging one half of it onto a group of power-lines. Suddenly the room became dark. Rushali fell to her knees as a growling roar raged through the sky.Shaking with fear she crawled to her bed, hitting many objects in the dark. She curled herself up on the bed. Her fingers reached for the mobile. The flashlight showed her only companion in this room- her shadow.

A similar thunderstorm was fresh in Rushali’s mind. The sky was raging as the white van carried away a man’s prone body shrouded with white cloth-her father. Her tears…

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Could Kala Pani(Black Water) be so beautiful?

One of my beautiful journeys.

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Ferry Ferry

Dying Dock(All the ship come up here for repair and maintenance) Dying Dock
(All the ship come up here for repair and maintenance)

Sunset in AndamanSunset in Andaman

Middle Andaman Middle Andaman

To Baratang! To Baratang!

To limestone cave!(Through snake filled waters) To limestone cave!
(Through snake filled waters)

Neil IslandGo deep into the sea! Neil Island
Go deep into the sea!

Neil Island Neil Island(The Blue Island)

IMG_1168 Natural Bridge at Lakshmanpur Beach(2), Neil Island

Sunset at Radhanagar beach, Havelock Sunset at Radhanagar beach, Havelock

A Giant Lobster! A Giant Lobster

And in the mist of all this 'The Cellular Jail'- a dark spot on full moon. And in the mist of all this ‘The Cellular Jail’- a dark spot on full moon.

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Forbidden Fruit

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A teenager’s attempt to resist temptation for the forbidden drink expressed in the form of a poem which explicitly shows the excitement one feels when travelling into unknown terrains.

As the Cuckoo’s sound pierces the silence of dawn,

The watchman’s stick says he is gone,

When the world of men is still lost in dreamy bliss,

I tip-toe as not to cause a din,

I do not dare to disturb my mother’s unbroken sleep,

As I steal a glance of the forbidden fruit of my dreams.

As the sun reaches sky high, pierces my skin,

Smell and sweat ends all pleasant times,

As I see mother tiring herself in the kitchen,

I work behind her back to feel,

The cold bottle of sherry I recently had seen,

As mother’s eyes meet mine, I wonder if she knows whats the deal.

A glass clinks against the stone of kitchen floor,

Water…

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Dear Readers,

I am glad to inform you that my H.S. exams are finally over and I am free to blog again.

I am also happy to inform you that I have started a new blog where I have been posting regularly and will continue to do so. My reasons for starting a new blog is that when I started this one I was considerably immature and irregular. My writings lacked a direction.

After listening to all of your advice, I have honed my writing skills. Of course, you all shall be the judge for that. So let me tell you about my new project-

While moving in life we fail to notice some important things. Many of us give too little importance to ourselves- our emotions, our ambitions, our choices, etc. Yet there exists a meaning behind our anger or happiness and even though they look unpredictable, we should find out what causes our emotions, what motivates us, why do we give importance to our image, how we can improve our image,etc. Though
I am no expert in psychology, I try to notice the various aspects in life that we miss in a rush. From our daily life to the joy of travelling or reading books, I want to cover it all.

So I shall be writing about the unique things in a dull world and also the uniqueness behind the dull world.

I should think if you liked reading my posts here, you shall enjoy reading my new blog even more. Here is the link-

https://livelife2lease.wordpress.com/

Yours,

t2