a terrible painter, a dreamer, a rebel , a feminist and a self certified bisexual Witch. Who is always trying to visualize whats on the other side of the canvas she paints,just another human- Living alive Life. Now also a green tea addict.

Saturday, 31 December 2011

Make a wish lady......

dedicated to a lady, who is Born today (legally)  to  Dictate....me ....


or as I call her ( Impulsive Young Lady)

Today is 31st December  my elder sister's birthday,

 A lady who never knows anyone above and superior to her.  She can go to any extent to protect me, example technically do poaching in my Facebook, reading  my messages, reading my personal diary and scolding me. Who is against every new best friend I have.. She can never be my friend, as she is 7years elder than me..... The glass of between the ruled and ruler is never to break...

 A lady who knows everything hence putting the word Great before her name. She presents the breed born in the late 80's... Unapologetic, Dominating, Free-willed. But this blog of mine came to existence only for her, because my dumb head would fail to create even a email id alone.....

Well my sister is unique creature, rather a strange creation of  God, born on a strange day, hence her birth meant a cycle. A cycle where end is followed by new beginning,. But of course for her everything is grand and celebration.  

Her birthday has always been an element of tension, expense and grandeur in our home..... Being the only child born after many years of red-tapism. in the family , she has been born a true princess. The first grandchild of Dey family, and the first heir to the only son of Paul family. A wishful child she was-  ...perfect in manners, studies and smile. Her goodness highlights the cave-woman in me.....

She has inherited the great qualities of her grandmother and mother- Shopaholic, spendthrift and aimless buyer.... Temptation rules the world for her. Mood swings and ego are her best-friend... God knows what happens when she is married???

lets not worry about unknown future... WISH YOU A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, AND NEW YEAR......

P.S-  I wish in our next birth I be your elder sister and dominate and poach in your Facebook, like you do in mine......

thanking you to bear with me
paulOaries 

Wednesday, 28 December 2011

a glimpse of my trip ....




Well here I am back from my journey  since words are not  accurate medium to express my excitement and happiness, so I have got the divine idea of presenting twisting and different angle of my trips in pictures.. 

 The post is dedicated to the lovely two boys  Antriksh and Saptarishi, with whom I had a wonderful train journey, and you guys showed  the child in me is very much alive..... Hope one day you find my blog and read it.... Thanks for the name you gave me Natasha :)... God Bless you, may you grow and achieve your dreams.....


on my way from home 
 on my side upper bunk

 A Baul ( nomadic singer )
 another Baul

My First Ever Tram Ride......


                               But I got scolded by the  Tram Officials :(


                        No one ever said me taking Pictures of Tram was Illegal......

In  Murshidabad, THE place which changed history of our country and Asia...... 

 In the house of Jagat Seth

 my shoes couldn't resist paparazzi
 in Hazaribagh
 The Hazaribagh
, a tale of 900 real doors and 100 false doors

found a white horse

 my feet on tum-tum ( Horse Cab)
 Kochi our horse,
 Kochi and her owner
 Side angle




 On train back to city of Joy



 My Feet in Bolpur  (  Santiniketan ) a place I wanted to study, but couldn't. A place which makes the witch in me mad to crave for unwanted. My dream came true thanks  to my elder sister.
 In Paush Mella








a place for Art, Culture, literature and spirituality, who knew the Bauls in my train were omens which were telling me my dream to be in this place will come true.......


Bongs cant live without Food, After all Varun Bhaiya( brother) couldn't resist the Puchka Spell, but sorry Bhaiya, I had to edit you out of the Picture to hide my Identity :)









the lady in black is an unsung artist like rest in our country, lost in the quest to fulfill hunger....


I love junk ornaments.......


same for him, they wont reduce rates, we wont buy handmade stuff at high rates, ultimately , we all ruin  culture and craftsmanship in our soil... 





 IN VICTORIA MEMORIAL :  a place where person should visit when she is in school , but everything comes late for me, hence I saw this place after passing out High School ... so late but never is my lesson....





obsessed with foot wear , found a torn one in Victoria's Garden ...
 











Just A Christmas for  City of Joy but for first time I saw the real celebration with my eyes... Reality Check :)

                                     someone standing near the snow-man,  I wanted to capture the snow-man



                                          the big Teddy or a Dog at the entrance of the Mall :)


a different X-mas Tree.... always decorated miniature trees , but this one was grand :D




ON MY WAY BACK TO HOME listening to music and reading book,




P.S-  this trip was a memory of life time, though I failed to watch Twilight Breaking Dawn, still, every thing was worth it..... and I will keep adding more elements to this post as I collect all the items.... I need.....

thanking you to bear with me
paulOaries