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Pather Pachali, Agantuk, Apu Trilogy, Charulata, Sonar Kella, Joy Baba Felunath, Gupigyne Bhagha Byne... IActaully anything by Satyajit Ray... In english it would be The Beautiful Mind, Les Miserable (Italian), Persuit of Happiness... Actually a great movie buff and can see any trash any time.

Satyajit Ray, Country, Folk... take the pleasure of criticizing all the nymphos named in form of the Rock... (specially the Desi ones, though wont be leaving the westerners go free)

The Fountainhead, The Bet, Parthiv, Manab Jamin, Namesake, Kite Runner, Veronika Decides to Die, Da Vinci Code, Angels and Demons, Alchemist, By the River Piedra I Sat down and Wept, Like a Flowing River... Actually I don't know... I will read anything whenever i get a book and some time to spare...

Anything that is contrasting... I have a growing weakness for light and shade, void and the built. That was architecture for you. Otherwise its assertiveness, intelligence, power, thunderstorms, wealth, quick judjement and bravery.

Idiosyncrasies, nymphomaniacs, pseudointellectuals, megalomaniacs...

R.K. Laxman's Common Man, fiddling with dust in the pant, you may find me everywhere. I like to be with the crowd, yet respect the silence. I like to criticise people and their matured impotency, but question myself "Why?" The thought to go against the current have always crossed my mind, yet i tend to go with it, coz i fear risk. Common as the man, Mr. Laxman portrays in your daily, you may find me natural and unimaginative to the extremist ways your thoughts will provoke you to, but think again... If you r reading the profile of a common man, question yourself "Why?" and what is that compulsion that treats you with what u r presently... Dont dare to point your finger at the common man. The force that tends towards you will definitely diminish the common man to NEMO... the no-one! I can just describe myself as a series of adjectives which are intensely contradicting. Everything about me is about 2 ends of a continuum joining in an absurd handshake. I am perfectionist to the core, yet I am laidback and carefree as a child. I believe in love and destiny, yet I abstain from falling into it by playing it safe. I am passionate to the point of insanity, but I haven't found anything yet to direct that passion towards. I have been a "struggler" ever since i understood reality, and enjoyed every minute of struggle while detesting it at the same time. I am a social and gregarious being, yet I love having my space and find it hard to associate myself with the society. I can't follow anyone in his/her footsteps, be them leaders, statesmen or exemplary characters, yet I associate myself with them in some way or another. I hate if anyone eyes my possessions yet I want to be envied. I love holding onto things as much as I like letting them go, in order to make room for newer things to come. I look back at the past while thinking about the future. I find certain values hypocritical and superficial, and yet I imbibe them in my persona.I know who I am, yet I am clueless. I am public yet I am private. I am an open book yet no one can unravel the mystery that I am. I let people go and embrace them the very next minute. I have priorities, yet they are not most important to me.....And I hate the phenomenal wisdom and knowledge of my earlier generation, bestowed upon me, that inspired me to write this...I am probably the most manifested anomaly of nature.If you can understand what I just said, you might have me figured out...

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