My love story might sound very
filmy to you all....a college tale firstly,when love stories begin and end in the wink of an eye,and a forbidden love secondly----but believe me,It was no different from a Rekha-Amitabh Silsilaa...though rumours had spread in the college that two guys of the English deptt.are in love,but I somehow never felt uncomfortable ,rather basked in the glory of my new found love...My concentration in studies increased manifold,my creativity knew no bounds,and most importantly,I got a fresher vivacity to reinvent my music!the riyaaz sessions were rigorous now,the drive to do something BIG was seen with a greater intensity like never before.....we would pay occasional visits to Gaganendra Pradarshanshala to catch up with an exhibition,or slip into Nandan bunking the nagging Political Science pass classes to watch the first day first show of
Saving Private Ryan or Rituparno's
Dahan....Shubho always insisted that I read Kafka,Camus,Freud for enriching my literary acumen....but I would droll over a Buddhadeb Guha or Sunil Ganguly inevitably!and there was a clash.....''
tumi ki oshob bachhader boi poro...egulo na porle first class hobe na Kaustav''!!
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