the mail i rote 2 chetan bhagat

welcome back everyone...long time since i rote my last blog...anyways in this blog i am postin a mail that i wrote 2 chetan bhagat..

I am Souptik Pramanick a pass out from B.I.T.
Mesra and am now preparing for MBA entrances. I am writing to you for
a very queer reason - The day i read 5 point someone I was in my
second semester and probably one of the very few five pointers in our
college at that point. Grades kept on getting worse as i got addicted
to pool, smoking, grass and liquor. Every new addiction helped me
identify more and more with Ryan but somehow it just did not seem
right. After passing out with still some subjects left uncleared i
committed my worst mistake ( according 2 most), I rejected a job offer
from TCS as i was determined to pursue a MBA. However recently, I
cleared IIFT written and had a excellent CAT and am expecting calls
from at least one or two IIMs.
Anyways introductions done let me come down to
the reason as to why I am writing to you. As i said all my college
life i could at some places identify myself with Ryan but after
reading 'Two States' I am sure what it was.I was a bit like Hari all
the way even in the fact that I wanted to be Ryan. Of course Hari
minus the sex with my professor's daughter and a wife beating father
and the fact that i have dated a lot many more girls though I am going
through a very dry patch.So what I am looking forward to is 4 some
word of wisdom ahead of my GD/PI. I really dont want to be screwed over

because of my college
grades. I want to land up in IIFT at least if i do not get a call from
any IIM. Even if no advice just a reply will

do, at least it will serve d purpose of getting me laid.

Love - the mother of all utopian concepts

Well all my friends are in love...lolz...Well they all are serious about it...lolz again...in fact just fell down from the chair luffin...Quite a serious fall bcz my back's still hurtin...But was worth the laugh. However what can I say, people still believe there exists love and no matter how hillarious I feel this thought is, I may even get killed for crying this out aloud. oops!...what i meant to say is laughin it out aloud. Anyways I am not here to insult or ridicule anyone's feelings or beliefs, I just want people to look at it from a different angle.
Over the years people have come up with so many definitions of love so much so that probably a 1 TB hard disk will fall short of memory to store it. So I just want 2 'add another brick in the wall.' Well according to me love is compatibility and the idea is best left uncomplicated. Every1 says that I am in love with the person and after a month they are like 'i dont care about him/her.' This is not being in love but this is just wanting 2 be in love. What we fail to understand is its not about whether he or she is your Mr/Mrs RIGHT its about whether he or she can make you feel its right. Well all of us say our bf's or gf's have 2 b hot, handsome, rich. OMG!!!!!Are we leavin in a utopian world where everyone is perfect???(moreover according to me good looks is a pretty relative term so even in a utopian world some people will be considered ugly.) Anyways i dont wanna beat around the bush anymore...comin bak 2 d point i think if u r compatible with som1 ur frequencies ur standards ur way of thinkin matches dats when u are happy and dos nt being in love means 2 b happy wid som1. Of course there will be differences in opinion but wont d world b 2 dull a place 2 live oderwise. But guys face it if u r so comfortable wid som1 u will actually find reasons 2 leave dos fights behind. Trust me that the only reason why you leave fights behind is because the other person makes you happy not because of some stupid shit called love.
Now y i called love a utopian concpt is in today's world how many times do people not break up even when they want 2 because their partners will feel bad. Trust me as bad as it may sound the number's NONE. They will come with loads of fucking excuses because somehow they want to feel that love exists but somewher deep dwn dey know it does not...
Now guys I want to tell you why i rote dis blog...so that guys stop lookin 4 hot blondes and girls forget about the tall dark handsome guys...just keep on dating bcz dats d way u cum 2 knw whether u r compatible wid som1 or not...oderwise you will always b a bundle of what ifs in your life

i want to be a wannab

Its been a long time since i wrote my last blog so if the standards deteriorated even more my apologies. However its the content i will like 2 draw attention on. It was my birthday the day before yesterday and i was in Kolkata and some bash i had. It was not a traditional bash. No beers or babes but it was four school friends catching up with time and that to me is priceless.
Anyways coming to the point I reached B.I.T. on 24th feb still sulking about the fact that one of my best friends did not even wish me, i however had no idea about what was waiting. I went to the closest book shop to get all the books as my semesters were not even a week away and i saw a big crowd in front of hostel 7. A bit of inquiry acquainted me with the fact that a boy of second year had suicided. There was a faculty standing by me and he was contemplating on going to the spot. At last he said, "what if i get stuck myself?". Sick i thought but i was in for a lot more surprises. When i came back to the hostel i saw that the buzz had loudened in our local chat room and it was discussed in the same excited tone as is the relation between the KHANS. But the question i asked myself was "is it all the attention it deserves." There were speculation that it was because of a girl. That sickened me more...so much so that i did not even feel like staying and seeing where it lead to. I was trying to forget it and was relying on sleep the kindest of all nurses to heal me. When i woke up i was already late for class and all of this was out of my mind and i hurried to class. In class everything was normal and the incident had failed to live a trace behind. As with most cases we will never know why it happened and frankly we dont care partly because we can conveniently overlook it and partly so that we can keep the speculation going. It is acceptable till we dont suffer that seems the buzz word but what we have to realise is all of us have suffered just that some of us have been able to handle it.
This entire thing made me so sick that i locked myself up entire day not even caring to open the door even when my best friends knocked under the pretence that i was on the phone. What i was trying to think was what would force a second year boy 2 this drastic step and what about the people he left behind. What made that boy so selfish at that point. Whenever somone gets admitted to B.I.T. his parents have a lot of expectation from him what forced this boy into that moment of madness where he seemed to forget it all. At one point i realised even i was wildly speculating and gave it up and slept.
The next morning i woke up and heard there was a condolence and that is the time i decided to write this down. I try 2 portray myself as a guy who is devoid of all emotions, the epitome of coolness. My friends say i am a wannab. Today i would proudly say that yes i am a wanna b and at this moment i feel very proud that i am a wanna b not the person i wantd 2 b...
Alas!!I probably am the person i wantd to be thats why i can smoke my frustration out and at this moment i am writing a blog about it and will probably publicise it. All i can say is i want 2 remain the wanna b i was and not the person i have changed 2..