Numerology Works!!!

If you think numerology is bunkum,sample this: the number 4 works for us. I was born on the 4th. of July. Chua, my wife, was born on the 13th of the same month.3 and 1 makes 4.July has 4 letters. So does Uday and Chua ! We live in flat no.4. Our pincode ends with 4. Our car registration no.(4514) begins and ends with 4.
We were about to buy a 4 cylinder car before we settled for a 3 cylinder one. Our bedroom has 4 walls. So does our kitchen and toilet, and, would you believe it, all our tablels and chairs have 4 legs! Our car has 4 wheels and 4 gears. Between us we have 4 parents, 4 legs,( our dog also has 4 legs) 4 hands, 4 eyes and 4 ears. Our son Anok was born at 30 minutes past 4. He has a 4 letter name too. He was in class 4 for one full year before he was promoted to class 5. And, dare I add, he was in class 3 before he was sent up to class 4? He was 4 ft. tall a couple of years back. There is one 4 in my cell no and one 4 in Chua's cell no. My mother got a 4 poster bed for her wedding and our desktop has a Pentium 4 processeor. We were married on the 3rd. of Aug, which is the day precedding the 4th of Aug. The civil marriage was on the 25th of July, which, if you care to note, is 4 days before the 29th of that month.I was born in 1960, Chua was born in 1964, our son was born in 1995 and we were married in 1992. If you notice all 4 dates have 4 numerals. Is it only a coincidence or the manifestation of some unexplained astrophysical, super/supra natural phenononmenon? My wife and I met at a place called Gateway 2000, which again has 4 numerals in its name.
It is hard to believe that there are people who brush off 'numerology' as hogwash, inspite of all the evidence before their myopic eyes! Well I've given you all this data from our very own lives and none of it is concocted. So.... draw your own conclusions but please don't make an absolute ass of yourself by claiming that numerolgy sucks.
uday

RAIMA

I have this very disgusting habit of dividing the people of this world into those who have read and liked J.D.Salinger’s The Catcher in the Rye and those who haven’t. Obviously I hold the former group in sky- high esteem (I could have kissed them on both cheeks!) and pity the latter. (I could have written here that I have complete disdain and unmitigated hatred for them but stopped short of such extremes because all is not lost - the book is still in print, they can read it and redeem themselves!) So, I was relieved, and pleasantly reassured, when I read in a recent interview of Raima Sen that ‘Catcher’ is her favourite book. Yeah! That made my day, because Raima Sen happens to be one of the few people from the world of entertainment I genuinely like. For her sultry good looks, sure, but mainly for what she can do on screen. The 3 individuals (barring Rabindranath Thakur) Bengalis unabashedly adulate has to be Subhas Chandra Bose, Uttam Kumar and Suchitra Sen. A freedom-fighter and 2 matinee idols! Sourabh Ganguly is fast closing in on them but as of now Bengalis are not wholly convinced of his greatness (besides he is stinking rich and we Bongs simply hate the stinking rich. It’s got nothing to do with the stink though!) But since I am into Raima Sen today I’ll stick to Suchitra Sen. Ask any Bengali to name the most beautiful woman of all time, and 7 out of 10 will still vote for Suchitra Sen. In the 60s innumerable impressionable Bengali girls got stiff necks trying to clone her famous head-turned-to-one-side-and eyes- to- the- other look. It was a class act. Coyness, standoffishness, Presidency or Lady Brabourne educated Bengaliness personified. Then one fine day she just turned away from the cameras reducing Bengalis to heart-broken rudalis whose only refrain was After Suchitra the deluge! Until….Raima came along. When her photos were splashed across the pages of glossies many a Bong heart skipped a few beats. Raima was Suchitra Sen re- incarnated! Well not quite. She gave Tollygunge what it deserved - a short shrift. (Take out Rituporno Ghosh and Aparna Sen from Tolly and you’re left with a huge yawn! Anjan Dutta and Sandip Ray do have their fans but I am not one of them, sorry.)

Moonmoon Sen, her mother, in spite of her many talents, couldn’t make much headway in Bengali films because she couldn’t act! She should have tried her hand at making films, instead. She is an accomplished photographer, a trained painter and for many years was one of the moving forces behind Chitrabani, Father Gaston Roberge’s film school. I’ve heard innumerable Bengalis refer to her as ‘makal phal’ (loosely translated it would mean beauty without brains/talent). How wrong they could be! But then can you blame them really? She was famous only for being her mother’s daughter then and now all indications are that she’ll be known only for being her daughters’ mother! Aishwarya Rai underestimated Raima, in Chokher Bali,( why wouldn’t she? Afterall she was the reigning queen then, and Raima, a greenhorn.) and paid a heavy price for it. Raima stole scene after scene from right under Asihwarya’s snub nose! It was an early indication of the kind of stuff she was capable of delivering given the right script and the right director. It’s a long road ahead, but keep walking Raima…………….’cause you have places to go.
uday
Ps: the beautiful photograph I've uploaded is by Ronny Sequierra. Ronny, please don't sue me for copyright infringement. Nobody reads my blog anyway!