Of Acronyms & Abbreviations


Its high time I admit my ignorance of most of the short forms doing rounds over internet and mobiles. I can claim to know that i.e is for id est, e.g is for exempli gratia, but only a few days back, I came to know what brb and ttyl stands for and I still not know what does zoth,zomg and few others stand for!!so here’s a recollection of some of the incidents that I had to face, in my effort to decipher these short forms!
Case 1: it was about 2 years back . I , along with 2 other school friends were chatting in the yahoo messenger conference. One of them cracked a joke. I being a rookie in the chat world then, only managed to put up a grin smiley. The other one wrote ‘lol’. “Whats that?”, I wandered. Neways , ignoring the trifle 3 lettered word, I continued chatting. Then the friend again cracked a joke. The other one wrote “lolzzz”, then she again wrote “lolzzzzie”. I began to wander what has happened to her, is she not getting that those were jokes? Or her keyboard or mouse is not working properly?it was only after few days that when I met her and dared to ask her what that lol business was all about, that she took out a piece of paper and explained to me as if she was solving an infinite series—
“listen , lol stands for laugh out loud….ok? and loz is the plural form…ok? See..
lol(1)…lol(2)…lol(3)…lol(4)………………lol(n)==lolz….ok? and lol(n+1)=lozz and so on….ok?
I nodded my head.
Case2: I had changed the profile photo of my orkut profile that day .
A friend of mine scrapped me” nice dp!”
I did n’t get it.
After a few days, another friend scrapped me,” awesome pp”.
“whats that ?”.
that very day, somebody scrapped me and said, “ hey liked your op very much, mind being friends?”
generally, never do I entertain those ‘lets-be-friends -kind -of -messages’ ,but that day, I was so very irritated by continuous bombarding by short forms, that I immediately scrapped him back and said,
“ya, I will be your friend, first tell me what op, pp and dp mean?”.
I did n’t have the slightest inclination to know what the person thought about this , but all I knew was, that I must solve this short form puzzle right then.
“Op stands for orkut picture, dp stands for display photo, and pp stands for profile photo”.
“thank you , and bye”, I said.
Case 3: once when I logged in to orkut, one of my friends scrapped me “sup?”.
I searched the nearest and farthest corners of my mind, but nowhere could I find a word ‘sup’. Since I was not replying(rather was not able to reply),the chap on the other side again scrapped me with the dreadful word in it! After 10 minutes, a scrap came,” are you not online? Neways , I am leaving, see you later”. I heaved a sigh of relief!
Some days later. Orkut login, same friend, same scrap ! “sup?” ohh god, save me!
10 minutes passed. Again same scrap . “sup?”. My ignorance of the word ,was taking its toll. I scrapped him back,”what is sup?”.
“ohh you were stumbling at this word?, it stands for whats up?”, pat came the reply.
“I see”.

Can any law of contraction justify the un necessary tamperings of life as lyfe, time as tyme, my as mah,cool as kewl?
Many think, the words look cute .
I had an equally tough time to get that 10Q stands for thank you and 10x is for thanks !
i mean, thanks and thank you are sensitive forms of courtesy and its kind of insult when you stick to such shortened forms of the words, at least over the internet where your words limits are aplenty, unlike sms.

the aim of language is to communicate.there are many ways to save time, but definitely language is not among them. And using these sms lingo, the task of comprehension does not always become easier, mostly it’s the other way round.
In a word where vowels are removed and the remnants are only 3 from the original 6 lettered word,the brain always has to do some extra work,to figure out what it means, by looking at the words suroounding it, which also may be similarly ambiguous .

Neways,chatting and sms ing being informal places, we can a bit of excuse those who wish to let their hair down.

Happy Holi !

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splash of colours, sweets, friends, fun.....

sprinkling colours at strangers,at the neighbourhood boy/girl with whom you may not have talked for even once.....

unabashed flirting, community harmony........

escaping from being sprinkled with colours.....

aftermath, hour long cleaning of colours.....

holi is about all these and more...

happy holi !

candid confessions

Dear bro,

I have really lost the count of the ‘scores’ of the names I have given you in all these years , and hence let me just address you as just bro! As a 4 year old, when I came to know from my grandma that I have got a brother, my only concern for the time being was –“then who will wear all my dresses?” do you remember, when you were 3 years old, how I coaxed with you to wear my white fairy gown and and how you demanded 5 milkybars to comply to my request?

Well, life was much sweeter ,years back. Wasn’t it so? Those physical fights, complaining about each other to ma & baba, those accurate bisection of a pastry you used to make by measuring it with a ruler, those home alone evenings, those fights to snatch away tv remote ,those rain drenching together on the terrace,those culinary conquests using microwave oven—I remember it all.

You know, having a younger sibling is like having your childhood and adolescence extended. Have n’t I stayed awake with you while you were spending sleepless nights before your board exams? Have n’t I helped you with all those workbook submissions? Have n’t I brought home even a small 5 star which a friend had given me as her birthday treat? And what about those saviour acts of mine ,those blatant lies,which saved you from ma’s scoldings?

But have n’t there been times, when I was angry of you? Jealous of you?

Sure , there have been.

I hated you when you made scratches on my school copies,thus letting the teacher punish me.i hate you at times, when inspite of you being the defaulter, ma says”he is younger to you, na”. I hate you at times, when I am being compared to you.

But I love you .I love you when you make sure I have all my pens in the right place on the exam day. I love you when you too settle for the butter scotch ice cream, cause I prefer it over your favourite chocolate. I love you when you agree not to tell ma, how long I chatted over the phone.i love you, when you try hard to take coins out of your piggy bank, to buy birthday gifts for me.

Thank you for all the love and care you have shown to me, thank you for all the patience you have showed to search a song I demanded, thank you for making all those powerpoint presentations for me, thank you for rushing down to ground floor to get the newspapers for me,thank you for everything else. And I assure you , there’ll be more to come!

Yours Didi

Happy Women's Day !




It’s a lazy wednesday afternoon, nothing interesting on the television, no friends online, no mood to study and hence this post !
Life 10 years ago
School wise , I was in 4th standard. Getting up early, packing bag according to class routine the night before, waiting for the school bus, forgetting to bring the class-work-copy-and-hence-punishment—life was similar to any other kid around!
Class 5 was the year when transition from pencil to pen took place and initially we were allowed only to use ink pens and gel pens, not ball pens. So there followed blots of ink on fingers, sprinkling ink on each other’s shirt, complaints to teacher about that, and writing in the copy 100 times “I will behave properly in class”, getting it signed by parents, and showing to the class teacher!
I used to fight a lot with my brother,with him pulling my hair with all his might and me scratching him with my nails!
School was fun , with studies and lots of interhouse competitions every other day.
I had a huge collection of comics, ranging from tintin, to asterix, to archies and henry, to our desi heroes like chacha choudhary….
My ‘mama bari’was still in jamshed pur, so immediately after exams , it was fun going there and having nice time with my cousins!

Life 5 years ago
Well, it was the 2 board exams that ruled the last 5 years of my life
It was in class 9 that we shifted to a new residence from our joint family home. Things seemed to go haywire as I missed my cousins and neighbourhood friends
It was in class 10, when we stayed back to Calcutta for the first time during Durga pujas, instead of going for a trip. And since then the Pujas have got more exciting over the years, with hanging out with friends , pandal hopping night long!
School life was at its best during classes 11-12. The pressure of board exams could not mar the joys of friendship.
Then followed, college, new friends, new life. It was finaaly in college that I gathered courage to watch a movie in theatre( I had some weird uncanny inhibition of watching films in theatre!)

Life tomorrow
College is from 11 am, so I can sleep more

Five Locations I'd love to run away to
1>rajasthan – its been 9 years I went there and i’m still in love with the forts!
2>dead sea- I really want to remain floated without making any effort
3>Venice- for its water water all around
4>vizag – the city was lovely
5> any place where snowfall occurs

Five Bad Habits I have
1>licking fingers after meal – no matter how tasty the food was and irrespective of the place I am
2>opening the refrigerator every now and then
3>buying things which I know , am not going to use
4>too much cleanliness freak at times
5>absent minded ness

Five Things I'll Never Wear
1> any wear which I feel is indecent
2> too long earrings
3> tattoos
4> high heels
5> anything leather made

Five Biggest Joys at this moment
1>listening to boyzone after ages
2>a friend will come to my place in the evening
3>my maid did not show up today, so my mom has cooked the lunch, and hence the food will not be a disaster
4>i woke up at 6 a.m and studied a lot!
5>the weather is pleasant

Something to achieve by next year
Perfection and dedication

Something that impacted me last year
Watching chak de and tare zameen par in the theatres
Watching chak de was a real experience with dialogues being buried under claps and shouts
There were lots of political turmoils in west Bengal- be it the Tata factory or the Nandigram firings.

What will i miss about 2007
Being in the first year of college
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