Deepanjan Nag's Magnum Opus

Life is multi-lingual. It constantly talks to you in many languages. Out of all these languages that you can hear, the one you choose to listen to depends on the language you learnt. Most people attain great fluency in hatred. The language of love, it would seem, is left to the animals.

Brexit, sad but necessary.

How could I be so stupid?

I'm the kind of guy who perhaps had the skill to build an armour but not the courage to wear it to battle.

The idealist in me would have voted against Brexit. The realist in me would have voted for Brexit.

UK has just decided to leave the EU. I'm happy but nervous for what lies immediately ahead though the long-term prospects look good. Bidding adieu to Europe kinda makes me feel sad, I must confess. On a very different note, after having already converted Bitcoins into Pounds, Dollars and Euros, I converted the cryptocurrency into Indian Rupees today. Fintech has come far. I've dabbled in 6 currencies in the last 1 week, 7 overall.

These are not the best of times for me, ma or didi. Didi endured a major operation recently. Life since then hasn't been very easy. Ma, whose condition seems to be the most precarious, is mercifully oblivious to her own condition. It's actually the distress others face that worries me the most. I wonder how long we can pull through and how painful the end will be. I'm consumed in thinking how unfortunate it has been that a cruel twist of fate has robbed her and the people around her so many moments of normal living. Even a semblance of normalcy would be a great relief. My pain consumes me. I have my own issues, mostly within. It's a conflict I seem to be losing. Why did dad have to leave so soon?

There is more truth in a baby's gibberish than a preacher's sermon.

I won't pretend I was familiar with the name. I wasn't. Christina Grimmie was a rising YouTube star, one of the many people who gained quick fame due to the fact that the Internet empowers people to reach far and wide without a marketing push. People sat up and took notice of the talented singer. She didn't need an entire army of musicians and back-up singers to carry her through. The keyboard was enough. She deserved all the accolade. This is even more commendable when I see the number of vanity-filled wannabe stars trying their luck at talent shows. I'm surprised the judges have managed not to slip into coma after years and years of mental assault with their talentless performances. Christina Grimmie was sheer talent. The world was warming up to her treating her just right. But something did go tragically wrong for her. Someone pulled the trigger at a concert and killed her before turning the gun on himself and meeting the same fate. Now I have no trouble accepting...

Anyone can send me bitcoins here!

The way I've connected all these web services, retracing them back seems like an adventure in itself!

It's amazing how much our thoughts are controlled by our circumstances and immediate surroundings.

Today is yesterday all over again.

Sometimes music is all it takes to mend a bleeding heart.

Spoke to Badri and Gurdas over phone. Refreshing.

This is what I can see from my window.

I'm in New York. Disliking every moment of my life here. Hard to beat the depression.

I've been driven to posting this entry on account of a very strange problem. Bank PINs are a necessary evil. Modern society has adjusted to making peace this it. I've had my fair share of PINs. They were a pain but never a problem. But that was until today. I opened a Citibank account in New York recently. All was well. And then I received my PIN in an envelop...except that the PIN rectangle was a blank! In desperation, I turn to calling the number pasted on my debit card. After following the formalities, they asked me for my SSN. I'm new to the US and have no SSN. What on earth am I to do?

Visited the following places yesterday: Statue of Liberty (watched from afar, Lower Manhattan) Wall Street NYSE The Bull Brooklyn Bridge (watched from afar) One World Trade Centre (went to the observation deck, 100th floor) Empire State Building Times Square NASDAQ Subhasish was a godsend. It was so wonderful to enjoy these last 2 days with this selfless friend. Wish we could spend some more time together. Loneliness will begin to bite from this evening when he returns to Michigan.