Whats there in that feeling Which can be expressed in Words ??

24th July, 1994. Rememberance sweet memories are better termed as being nostalgic rather than defining as the four square of your life, else I would have chose the second one. Dynamism being the only constant on this earth is well accepted everytime. But what if your utter sensuality and happiness comes as a package with any slight modification that makes you smelll your life sometimes as the best rose in the Eden Garden. Well all language has that capabilities to express that incoherent situation and ENGLISH permits me to call that - that I got my best friend. Again incapability of ENGLISH leaves me with two different relative terms. But not to worry - If you are reading this then think of the person in this world whose thought comes to your mind without doing any thinking at all - Then I would proudly boast I love and like him even more than that in my both conscious and subconscious mind.


DPD urf durgi urf durga and last but not the least Durga Prasad Debata has help me to feel the fragnance of the best Rose in the garden of Eden. But the best part of him is ironically is that he is just an asshole- such one who keeps himself far away from his perhipery of happenings while helping somebody in one or the otherway - his being screwed up time and again is the proof. Anyways as I said the last sentence with full confidence it certainly means that he has a perhipheral life, a circumferised world and a enclosed thought. Although patriots die for their country even if they consider the whole world as their own DPD can die for whole of his kingdom if conditions just jerk the necessity of its implication.


Apart from being related to each other by being in the same species of human beings (although a special kind of that ) I have multiple bifurcations in that relative path ... infact more than one .. but I cant count them .. just cant .. may be 100, may be 1000 or may be 10^10. Anyways ENGLISH permits us to be just BEST FRIENDS EVER. When the Gay multi-tonous supposedly baritone voice vibrate my ear .... he says "I LOVE YOU" ... I reply .."I LOVE YOU TOO" .. his voice says ..."I MEAN IT" .. I find myself stunned. Apart from stunning me those sweet, nice pair of innocent eyes compells me to give all the thing I have at that very instant to bring a shine :D between his Lips. Diplomatic enough either in compromising between friends and settling disputes that nice heart fades away in the shyness of Friendship and in the duty of not hurting friend's heart.



Being the only guy who made me shade tears for continuously 10 mins in his smoke filled, well maintained gaming room I can never think of any other body as my truest buddy to the aspirations of my emotional whims. If loving without reason is Obsession then I am both Obsessed and in Love with him. Shayaris and CS apart when it comes to the languages that the computer understands he is got to be one of the rarest men who code and encode them. Without even decoding anything a few puffs of Marizuna makes him cry for Love and me to confess Love for Him. If There were a better language in which I would have been stronger then I would have listed all the moral values and teachings I got from him. Praising you dear ones is like praising yourself especially when your dear ones are a part of you. Well he is right hear insidemy ribs and pumping my heart for ever with the help of very few buddies overthere. I always want to be like him. But I love to be loved by anybody like that and love to love anybody like that.