My brightest boy in class. 'Jaa bete aur aage jaa make your name felt everywhere-mera ashirvaad tere saath hain'.As requested i voted your poems and specially liked the one 'Haaste Zakhm'-it is in Urdu and it simply wonderful.Flowers Of Love and French Fries are also equally good and you are outspoken in your voice against RACISM.It reminds me of your presentations in classes 14 years back.And no worry.Even Lord Rama was reborn 14 years travelling on earth away from his kingdom.You will be reborn my son...reborn again.This goes the prayer of an ordinary master of your school.At times i was harsh and may be rude.I only did my duty as a teacher-that was part of my job -my bread earner.
Agar koi khhata aaj bhi maujood ho to mujhe maaf kar dena bete.Calcutta phir se aaye to mujhe aur aunty se zaroor mil na bete..
Jaate huye ek hi baat kahunga jo main tujhe hamesha kehta raha
'Jako rakhen saaiyaan
Maar sake na koi....'
Rab rakkhan puttar.
Vahe guru ji di khalsa
Vahe guru ji di fateh..
Well done Amit.! ! ! ...you are extraordinary in your writing style but you can provide us with more varied topics rather than centering round the one which in you have done extraordinarily with your vocabulary to draw the attention of the reader.Keep it up and we are eager to get more of the best of your efforts.Bye.Gajendra.
I will take this gala opportunity to contribute my votes and write something about my beloved friend Amit (ah! you don't have to change your name man! Amit is good na) .I met Amit way back 2006 for a very short sessions in the evenings for Russian classes in grammar.Those days i was busy in my GMAT/TOEFL classes as well in India.I never knew a person with such 'TSAR' like oozing charm who would be so down to earth simultaneously.I used to call him 'Bhaiya ji'.When i recall those days i really feel a bit ashamed.He would be so shy in the classes and when i saw the same man in a party i just wondered how a person could be multi-faceted.The same 'Bhaiya ji' was a masterpiece of buttering of women no matter who they were.
Whatever, i used to find him a man of great talent who would be transcribing one language into many others using technologies and knowledge processing aids.I feel like those of his attempts converted into poetry.Unfortunately his mainline career has nothing to do with poetry.He would always be travelling and meeting new people.And and and last but not the least he helped me a lot in my MBA projects in the States by writing some parts of my dissertation which was well applauded in my UNI later on.I only asked him to make it free from or curtail the plagiarism as much as he could.It was decided the man had some extraordinary talents.I wish i could all be like him.
His love series poems specially moved my heart and is still having the oscillatory effect.I dunno if he has some reconcilations going on with someone.Whoever gets this chap should be very blessed with talents and attitude.
I wish him all the best in all his future ventures.'Insh-allah' he will come out with flying colours.Salaam Waliqum..with love and best wishes and thanks for inviting me.....Mehreen.
From: Josephine Dixon-banks (United States ;)
To: Amit Ray
Date Time: 8/21/2009 10: 45: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00)
Subject: Flowers of Love
You are the Flowers of LOVE giving VOICE to the passion flower you are. The Expressions of love are reflections of the LOVE you want to give. The words are flowers that can be given to those who need love..those who want love but are afriad to reach out. You can liberate lovers that are to afraid to LOVE.
Continue to give Flowers to wonderful souls but remember you are the most precious Flower...
Amit Ray used to be a very shy guy in class as i know him from being studying together for 14 years in adjacent schools.I remember you were in Hartley's School and i was neighbour Julian Days School.I still could not forget those days of our cricket match feuds in Northern Park and paperball cricket near SouthClub Calcutta.
Testi version-1-Here is one guy who used to get angry at a minimum dispute
then so much hated by fellow classmates specially girls.It was not until class-8
or so when he started to top languages, humanities, general proficiency and i forgot 'mathematics'-(sorry...don't get angry man) .I happened to know all this coz' i don't know if you remember we went to the same teacher for our Biology tuitions-Dr.D. Sanyal Adhikari who would be full of praise for you and always inspired us
with your notes and achievements.
He was quite good in physics too and i remember how he helped me pass out my test examination in +2 for finals in those mock sessions in Schematic Tutorials.That was really something.His Chemistry was weak which later on not (subject-orientably) ..but the way he mentored his oozing charm and personality
became a feud again for women then and now i don't know your wherabouts....coz' its been so many years nearly a decade we parted our way into careers changing cities.
I came to know from sources in batchmates that you are on to become a pioneer and why not Sir.You deserve it and just wait for the best wishes of all people like us around to bestow.Just remember when you become one just do not forget
this little poor friend of yours.Dasvi Danya.
From: Shakil Tambey (United Kingdom ;)
To: Amit Ray
Date Time: 7/10/2009 6: 38: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00)
Subject: Your poetry.
Keep up the excellent writing. What sort of a doctor are you? I think your vocation informs your writing. Please write back to clarify whether I am correct in this assertion. Nonetheless, I have enjoyed reading your work. Kind regards, Shakil.