Parents, such a noble word in itself well taking the grammar and schematic meaning from the word of it is about then my parents in just one term would be godsend. They supported me for every noble deed and always were the first to pull my ears when the deed was somewhat un-noble-ish. My dad who always knew before I even told him about my Christmas wish list and my mother who understood me and stood by through thick and thin are best gifts of God to me. I am grateful to Lord to have such wonderful parents. Whenever they come over to my apartment it is like a new sunrise for me. I lookout for the days they visit me and mark the days with red cross on my calendar. But even with all the wish and magic we also had fight but they always get resolved quickly. They are always my best friend and my guide. Mom and Dad, I love you.

Dr. Kripanath Bannerjee or as I called him KNB was my family, my parent, my teacher, my guide, my lord and my friend. Whenever there was some problem, I asked for his guidance, there has hardly a single day ever gone without me calling him for goodnight. But alas, he passed away early on 2nd February 2008. I last meet him before leaving for my 2nd semester and last talked to him over the phone on the night of 29th January. It was my bad luck I was not near him during his final minutes. I dearly miss him every moment of my life. I really wish I could talk to him one more time. He is such a wise man always having the right decisions, and was always the first to scold me if I went out of my track. He understood me like no other he will always be my best friend. Where ever he is now I wish him peace and I hope he knows that I will always miss him.

What can I say about my Granny now she is one a kind, my sweet granny. Well given her history of academic background she made the best teacher to teach me Bengali, a language which would stink in my report card all through my school life. She was born 1927 and given the world order then my granny did her schooling in a convent. Then went along and finally did her Masters of Arts in Philosophy. She was board member for television show authorization back then, then she taught as a teacher in kindergarten, then in high school and finally served a high school as the principal for many years until she retired. In my high school final years my second language was getting in my nerves, I hated studying Bengali, I simply hated but most fortunately for me I passed in the Bengali exams because of my granny and also got my projects through. The secret is I never made my Bengali projects cause of my bad vocab and also my illegible Bengali handwritten, my granny made it for me. Well she is my hero and I love her the most.

Well what I can say about this cute best friend of mine, well she is the best, and the cutest gal I ever met. She gets angry at times, then makes funny faces and then melts away and the entire procedure is really funny ordeal. She is also my fellow classmate and the first time we talked was she saying me during her presentation after class hours, don’t yah laugh okie… lol. Well I never laugh unless someone makes some silly gestures thinking to be a rock star… lol. But in her case she did no such thing and I did encourage her a lot. She can cook good but never as good as me and the worst part is she is really annoying at times when she mimics me but in all she the best friend I cannot do without and most importantly she is my life support. The nicknames I gave her are, Tweety and Chinkie… well tweety coz she keeps chattering when she is angry like a tweety bird and chinkie coz she is somewhat like chinese… lol. Well be anything dear, I am always with yah. Love yah!!

The mystery here is my likes and dislikes and in 99.9% similar to Riya’s. I do not know how what or when but what I like she likes. My best fruit strawberry, hers too, my favorite flavor of ice cream vanilla, her too and many more. She is the one who calls me every time I think about calling her. Just few days back I was in getting just thinking about her and planned to called her, two minutes later she calls I mean wow. And this aint the first time this happened it happens most of the time. Whenever she goes through a little rough patch I am the first she banks upon. If it is news or some story or her strange love over some fictional book character who happens to be a vampire she tells me all of it. But even with all of this she never bores me a single its always a delight to talk to her and I always look forward to it. She is cutest sweetest girl I have seen and her smile is just awesome. On the negative part she is little physco, well who loves a vampire huh! She topes in her class and is one the coolest girl techie I know. Hey no matter what I promise to always be your closest pal.

Kinjal that furry fellow with long sweaty fingers and yellow teeth and yeah the nerd glasses how can I forget that one. Whenever I am back in Kolkata he gets my first call. He is little genius when it comes to chemistry and mathematics and is an ardent fan of RC well that is a code word for a girl he used to have a huge crush on. I know he might run me over for this but its my freedom of speech. It was after our 8th grade Christmas night when someone wrote on the backboard Kinu loves RC. He is little witty fellow and going around with his a bullying him with my fury of humor is certainly a positive point for me. He is a very light hearted guy, simple, smart yet little dumb and childish and loves wearing checkered shirts and stripped t-shirts which I tell him is outdated and is so 70s but who listens eh. KInjal throughout my school life ran and came after my tiffin and eat my sandwiches but still I adore him and he will always be my coolest friend.

Avinash or rather Mr. Denise Riche; well why we call him that is because of his ardent knowledge and C and his ill found logic. He is always the cool composed guy who loves shopping for clothes. And wearing Rolex and then poking at me about the price. When it comes to project groups in college he makes the best charts and diagrams. He is good with Visio but is a lot lazy, yeah much more lazy than I am. He looks smart dresses good but like those WWE bullies when he gets his head shaved… lol. The magic is when he smiles, there is a code word among the class when he smiles but I will not go there... lol. His suppleness comes in the way he is. He is humble and quiet modest, well I am lying. Simple put he is my best buddy ever and will always my dear Mr. Riche for all of us.

The cute girl who is simple, naïve and naughty even though she is brilliant in her academics does a lot to enjoy herself. She is always over the internet chatting, then surfing through various socializing site and what not. She always gets a new boyfriend… lol. I am kidding on that one but she would love to have many and many I am sure. She is 4 years younger to me but she accounts herself to be the eldest since she her birthday is 2 days before mine. She pulls hell lot of pranks on her classmates and gets away from it. And I always keep scolding her for that but that is always in vain. She is tries to be very matured, highly philosophical, very spiritual and she often is. He voice is like a million sweet bells ringing in melody. I am really like to have a friend like her in my life.

Well this brother of mine is simply put is talented, brainy, smart, has the right style, cool personality, tall and loves to bug peoples around. He is always shy, mostly about some very specific discussion topics... I am not telling about them… lol. He is like a kid who is tall and has pendulous lips and walks like a giant with huge legs. Well he is just 3inches taller than me but is so think feels like a giant. He loves to learn. The most honest part about him is that he is grateful to the person who taught or helped him. He never fails to say thank you. He is also ardent fan of KFC like I am. He does pretty good bowling but never defeats me… well bro sorry this is my page and I can lie… lol. Take into account the nick name I gave him in school Mr. Chinese N (I cannot mention a racialist word over the internet… lol) he is so far not that. But he looks so like chinese, black chinese, now you get the N word right… lol Anyways bro I can never do without your silly topics and those bowling games we team out to play.

Tushar, the always angry, always with attitude guy; he is angry as himself… lol and also sweet like the nick name I gave him Sharma sweets. He is the best martial dude I have ever seen. This one time he broke of a wall mirror in a night club and paid 10k for its refurbishment. Now that is my bro Mr. T. His tall tales of his anger management are many. But this is not the place for that, coz next thing you know he in California and breaking my server apart. Now I don’t want that. The most awesome moments were when every Sunday morning we along with 2 more of our friends went for the weekly brunch. After morning tuition, driving, eating, racing and few of those curses over the road and we had the perfect Sundays we could ever think of. I really miss those days. Whenever we ordered the waiter he would be the first to yell out to the waiter, bring everything in our menu ‘malik’ (that is me) would be paying by his N90. I used to have Nokia N90 then… lol Those were the days yeah and I miss my brother, whenever I am in Kolkata I always make it a point to fix a appointment with my good old Sharmaji.

He lived next door to my apartment from the day I shifted to my new place and studied in my college and I never met him until the days he started using the college bus for transport. He is one of kind brother of mine. Humble, sweet relaxed, and always with a good listener is what Vivek is. He was one batch above me but that never stopped us to be the best of friends ever. Be it any problem I always discussed with him. The best moments were when we saw the movie Walle together and all those Russell Peters clips. He was simple and never paid any heath for any of the world luxurious but even then he was smart and trendy guy. He is the guy who is always without any worries simply put relaxed. He will always my best buddy and dearest brother.