Deepanjan Nag's Magnum Opus

Kolkata seems to be the only city in the world that moves in reverse gear. How else would you explain that within the last 2 years 4 cyber cafes in my locality have evaporated into thin air? Walking for hours on end in search of a netcafe proved futile. I had to travel all the way to Park Street to surf today! I'm doing my project from SkyTech Solutions but I've taken a sabbatical of 3 weeks, which ends today. Even these people ration internet access to their employees. I guess relinquishing a communist mindset is not an easy job! Sameer is staying at my place and has an exam today. We are supposed to go to the Kolkata Book Fair in half an hour. Already bought a French tutorial book a few days back. Met Rakesh yesterday. Visited his workplace in TCS. Also saw the offices of IBM, CTS, Wipro and a few less stellar ones. Special thanks to Sittu and Rob for their peppy mail.

I thought of telling Dad about Alison Krauss when I went home this time.

It's now Nat King Cole's turn to remind me of Dad. I have inherited his taste for music. Dad, please come back. I can't withhold the tears in my eyes.

Dad, I'm dedicating my diary to you.

Yanni now plays Playing By Heart . He was one of my discoveries and dad likes most of his compositions.

I miss Dad. Louis Armstrong sings What a Wonderful World in a duet with Kenny G. This was dad's favourite song. I wish he were here.

I'm leaving Ranchi for good. Contradicting what I had written earlier, this is probably the last time I'm surfing from this city. I leave by bus. Will reach Kolkata tomorrow. Registration was completed yesterday. Met many friends. I never thought I would be in such a sombre mood while leaving this place. My world has turned topsy turvy and I'll be emotionally crippled for the rest of my life.

I'm probably surfing for the very last time in Ranchi. It seemed highly improbable, but I did finally fall for this place!

The situation is very serious, but my folks at home won't delve into the details as they fear it will be pernicious to my studies. I pray and shed tears for the person I love the most.

A quick trip to the Training & Placement Department sufficed. Parts of this image file have been deliberately diffused to preserve privacy. The hype had been gradually building up over the past 4 months. The big day finally arrived! History ought to be preserved.

Dad received my speed post. His constant queries on the status of my project sometimes irk me. Well intentioned, but awfully irritating. No offence meant, Dad!

I had sent a speed post to my parents on the 30th of last month. Still no trace of it. I love India!

Saurabh and Ashwini are desperate for a project. Aren't we all?

My Diary needed a wall paint. I love the new color! Gives my pages a masculine and vintage ambience.

Lord, save Microsoft! MSN has come up with a poor immitation of Blogger. Come on, Bill! You can do better. Blogger can throw tantrums at the most unexpected of moments. I wasted a whole hour trying to upload this image (via Hello)...with futile results. Perhaps it was the Microsoft factor that condemned me to that miserable hour! Intimidation at its sinister best!

Yahoo! Messenger...playing my radio station.

Had a paper on System Simulation and Modelling. It modelled hell and simulated me living thru it. Hope there is no deja vu !

I'm zealously evangelizing membership of our BIT group. People seem to be clueless about the procedure.

Granted Gmail accounts to Saurabh and Ashwin. Everyone seems to be getting enamored by Wikipedia!

Our lab quiz was postponed for the second time due to a strike. Politics is the occupation of the unoccupied!