the last.......

The last ……..

The last day of college

The last step from hostel

The last hug from roommate

The last night at hostel

My last birthday at college

The last tour with college friends

The last photo session with them

I still remember those golden days…… JJJ

The last walk in the rain to lake

The last gossips in the canteen

The last antakshri beyond walls

The last badminton game at lawn

And many things at hostel  :P

Wow it was so nice thereJJJJ

The last assignment given

The last practical performed

The last lecture attended

The last viva given

It was much better than the present bugs…

The last party at Chandigarh

The last movie enjoyed there

The icecream at sec 17

The last drive there

It was really heaven there….

The last journey to hills

The last walk with my friend

The last chocolate JJJJJJ

The last bye from my best friend

hope to meet my best friend soon...

I am missing …….…. LLL

The last hug from parents

The last joke from my sister

The last gift from my dad

The last dinner we did together

I am missing my family…..

                        What if life had a rewind button

              What if  we could hold time

              What if everything happened as we want

              What if our all dreams starts coming true

                                                                                                Parmita Biswas

                       

He & She

He & she

He don’t remember when it started,

He don’t remember when it ended,

He just remember the happy moments,

The smile, the laugh, the sweet voice…

Her beautiful hair hid her sweet smile,

His heartbeat stuck for a while,

Among all she had something different,

Is it everything or something, his thoughts bend…

Her eyes had some magic in it,

Looking at her he himself hit,

He was lost in the full crowd,

she was limelight among the loud…

kabhi to hello karegi wo,

kabhi to idhar dekhegi wo,

kabhi mai bhi kuch bolunga use,

kabhi to haath milaegi wo…

She used to cross ,

And he used to stop,

She used to think,

And he used to drink…

Initially she saw with the evils eye,

But later it became a lie,

His dashing looks took her heart away,

Only one glimpse made her feel hay…

Long waiting in the queue,

So that his line is also new,

Just thinking of him the queue shifts,

Both line hoots and she drifts…

No reason smile comes into face,

When asked just says its not the case,

Sleeping beauty loses her sleep,

It reminds of him, in every beep….

kabhi to hello karega wo,

kabhi to idhar dekhego wo,

kabhi mai bhi kuch bolungi use,

kabhi to haath milaega wo…

Dream castles going on in mind,

Only thinks he will be mine,

He never came to know about her,

Just imagining, got comfort of fur..

Neither had he come to know

Nor she came to know

Both just waited for each other

But finally none bother……

Parmita Biswas

Thanks a lot yr.....

Meri life..thanks to my friends

Ghar hai par ghar jaisa pyar nahi

Sheher hai but jaan pehchaan nahi

Office hai but seat nahi

Kaam bohot hai but aata nahi

Khana bohot hai but taste nahi

Lappy saath hai but net nahi

Mast paani hai but geyser nahi

Room hai but light nahi

Kaam wali hai but jhaadu nahi

Mobile hai but balance nahi

Movie hai but koi achchhi nahi

Darwaaza hai but lock nahi

Copy hai but pen nahi

Ghar  jaane k paise hai but chhutti nahi

Canteen hai but college wali baat nahi

Subah uthna hai but mood nahi

Still I am happy.. J

Living life the fullest..

Thanks to all my friends here …and there tooJ

Parmita Biswas

Broken hearts........!!!!!!!!!

Broken hearts

A toy snatched from hand

While playing with sand

A little scold from dad

Moms love make you mad…

Securing the second position

Why not the first is the notion

Parents teachers praising a lot

But still heart is at a knot…

Preparing for entrance at speed

All help comes whenever in need

By one rank misses a college

And destination is different for baggage….

First crush at college makes you feel happy

Absence of her, lecture makes you nappy

Your friend proposing your crush

Heartbroken, and your friend on blush...

Jolly mood, birthday time, lot of calls

Waiting for that single call, which would turn the ball

Full attention to that friend

Day passes, but she did not follow the trend…

Now time for all to go apart

New job , new life, but it hurts

All with mixed feelings

Hoping it will be easy process of healing…

Now settlement of a new family life

New people and add-ons’ lot to give

Little bitterness, not fulfillment

Makes you sad, and life bends….

Long time and all hard work

Internally happy with your own work

Boss coming and staring at you

No appraisal, says work is due….

Never expect, you will be happy

But these things, comes without expectation

It’s the heart that hurts

And brain that works…

parmita biswas

ONE DAY HE WILL COME BACK....

With the crying of a baby,

Happiness spreads around,

All happy without thinking of future fee,

He is crowned.

The school starts with jolly,

Parents tight with pocket,

But child given proper brolly,

Money flowing out like rocket.

Days pass one after another,

Child grows up with pen and books,

Family happy with life going smoother,

But who knows, child concentrating on looks.

Parents working day and night,

Just to fulfill every need,

Child, now youth, is on a flight,

And going out of control in speed.

His friends has become his family,

He finds all joy in them,

Going away from being homely,

Thinking himself to be a gem.

In every needs he comes to his family,

And later never shows any concern,

He will regret for surely,

One day he has to return.

Who has changed him?

Is it the society, or extra care of parents?

Why is he so grim?

Why is he giving importance to cents?

Not caring for parents equaling god,

They who have never complained,

Why are they in situation which is odd,

They feel as if they are detained.

When will the child understand?

Parents are god on earth,

The child is losing everything from hand,

Until he knows their worth.

One day he will surely realize,

What he has lost in his life,

When he will not have god to be wise,

And at that time he has to strife.

He has to strife…………..

                He has to strife……………..

PARMITA BISWAS

DrEaMs ShAtTeReD

Dreams shattered …J

Knowing nothing about electronics engineering

Choosing stream and just dreaming

Will be EECE engineer one day

Will have a great package, and then stay in hay

                Started loving those circuits, those equations

                All those numerical, current always in motion

                Signal passing from transmitter to receiver

                And my favorite was the processor

Diode allowing only one way flow

And my project, little high voltage led to blow

Feedback mechanism controlling my minds

Differentiation and integration, OMG how it binds

                Wireless was very interesting

                Weather GSM or CDMA all were easy going

                But campus placement, it was an IT company

                All dreams shattered, branch changed, and….. L

New to office, first job, had different feeling

Induction started smile on every being

Felt its OK, as it was not much technical

Not much happy, but happy overall

                Later on technical sessions started

Felt all theoretical, missed practicals heavy hearted

IT is full of imagination, nothing can be seen

Just a sequence by people who are mean

Eight hours of continuous java

Still didn’t get a single word

All thanks to makers of java

Better was binary, java-foreign language never heard

                All says “it’s obvious “or don’t ask “why” to questions

                And my circuits didn’t work without “why”

                Understanding IT is just thinking what the notion was

                And my EECE there was nothing to hide

Now I am adjusted to this new world

Happy to be “dual” engineer in my word

Adding a lot to my resume

And I am on my way to groom.. J

PARMITA BISWAS

09-09-2008...

THAT ONE HOUR

It was 9 at morning

May be for some, time for yawning

Suddenly a voice came “where are others”

Quickly replied “may be with brothers”

With no delay another question attacked

“Should the lecture be packed?”

A little smile on my face

The decision I would embrace

Rushing into lecture hall, someone said

“May I come in”, teacher nodded her head

“Please mam, please mam” the voice cried

But in a angry mood she denied

I don’t know why I was there

I had no choice but to stare

45 min left, says the watch

Teacher scolded, said not to botch

No less than torture for me

Finding myself helpless as if in a sea

One after other numerical being fired

It’s high time, I was tired

I was seized up by her

Sleeping, I have to prefer.

Still fifteen minutes for me to work

After that it would be all smirks

Don’t know why she is irritating me

Humming in front of me like a bee

Only five minutes to go

She said me for the copy to show

I don’t know why she was happy

I was totally snappy

Announced next lecture for a test

Hoping me to perform the best

I thought never to attend a class

If attendance was not in mass

She said thank you and went out

For me whole lecture was a doubt

Feeling relaxed after that one hour lecture

What next I had no conjecture

A rush came inside the class

I went out without a bass

I will never forget this hour

I will never forget this hour….

PARMITA BISWAS