I am in my art class now, my forth year written examination of art got over.. After two weeks I came to my art class.. It is my happy place... Here I do the thing which I love. I have never said no to my art classes just because it is my comfort place...
A cute little girl is sitting in front of me, scribbling in her drawing pad which made me think of me when I used to do such things.. Some other kids are shouting and talking which made me think of me as a kid who used to talk continuously and disturb my sir... Sir is nice, cool too.. Happy place I told you...
Some kids have become grown ups.. They are taking advice from me regarding art works.... Made me feel proud..
Some kids are running around and playing with their drawing.... (Sir is not in the room so critical scenario) They will get scolding for sure...
This current situation made me think of this song.. (Not relatable at all... don't blame me, blame my brain...)
Are you having feelings for someone? Or currently having?
The calligraphy is very nice... đđđģ.. To be honest, no I don't have.. Its been a month I moved on from a dumbass who basically copied my whole accounts paper and scored a full marks (well even i scored the full marks) and not even thanked me for that... It was a four day infatuation and I laugh about that now... Anyways.. If I talk about recent then maybe I have..... developed a crush on someone :))
âSo when you donât get what you want, how do you convince yourself that itâs okay when itâs not?â
âSimple. I say to myself that Iâm not ready yet.â
âReady for what?â
âReady for all the wonderful things Iâm dreaming about. Yes, itâd have been lovely to have everything my dear heart wishes for. But there is a time for everything. So until that time comes, I might as well make myself more worthy.â
âMaybe, itâs good in a way. Not everyone gets that time for themselves.â
ŠJaser Rambles
Heeramandi (2024)
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'one sided shesher kobita'
i gave you my copy of shesher kobita with little pencil annotates in it. i gave you a piece of literature dear to me and i expected you to give me your heart in return; an unfair trade. although i had put a piece of my heart in the pages of the book âmy thoughtsâ, your eyes saw none of it, your heart read none of it.
plath writes in one of her earlier journal entries â "there is so much hurt in this game of searching for a companion, of testing, trying. And you realize suddenly that you forgot it was a game, and you turn away in tears."
and one day you returned the book, you never showed up again. yes, i forgot the rules of this game. and i forgot that you were good at.
Sylvia Plath
Posting my RNB playlist!! If you want please check it out
Anirban Bhattacharya is my favorite actor from the tollywood... But here the best acting was/is done by Jishu Sengupta....
This is my second time watching "Dawshom Awbotaar" and still I am drooling over anirban bhattacharya... đđˇ
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Madhabi Mukherjee â
Its was 1:02p.m. I usually go to school with my father in his Royal Enfield. Unfortunately, he was busy today so he told me to take a bus and go to school. I travelled to school alone several times, but today something was different. I was standing near the bus stop when a "D-32" bus came and stood there. I usually travel in "81/1 Bus" but I was getting late to school so I took that bus.
The bus was spacious and it lacked chaos. I made myself sit in the last seats of the bus as most of the front seats were occupied. I put my earphones on and started listening to "Prem Dot Com Season 4" audio story and the name was of the story was "Ami Achi Toh".
When the bus stopped near Barrackpore station, the passenger occupying the window seat got down and now I was occupying in the window side seat. I was listening to the audio story carefully when suddenly sun kissed my cheeks and my eyes. I thought to click a picture of mine but I would be of no use. The whole bus ride my quite and calm.. I was viewing the regular scenery but today I was seeing things differently from the bus window..
The whole ride felt like I am having a solo trip. The story was accurate, the bus was good, I was well dressed, looked good and I felt...... siren....
Thats all