A JAPANESE PEN FRIEND - অসম্ভব !

FIRE

PROTESTERS SET FIRE TO URUGUAY'S CONGRESS (CNN Live). The FIRE will spread very fast worldwide.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

MALE OR FEMALE ?

How would any grammarian determine if a river is male or female? Just because some guy calls a river male or female would be a very arbitrary criterion, I think.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

PRIORITY ?

Good-looking unethical females secretly believe that they deserve higher priority in the matter of illicit s. with God!

Kishalay Sinha [G]

Donald Trump vs Hillary Clinton

One sharp difference for Me between Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton is that during pre-election debates between them, Hillary Clinton called Abraham Lincoln A LIAR but Donald Trump asserted that Abraham Lincoln was NOT a liar. That is a HUGE DIFFERENCE between Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump. (I am neither for nor against Donald Trump in all other matters. One thing I will assert however: Not only Donald Trump and Angela Merkel et cetera but EACH male and female human and human-looking ALIEN living and hiding ON and INSIDE Earth is "wiretapped" - he/she is audio and video recorded continuously by advanced technology. CNN is full of ALIENS, by the way.)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

VERY NATURAL

"American" alien Obama sat with "Russian" alien Putin. That doesn't seem to bother CNN. Of course, two panic-stricken alien criminals sitting together is VERY natural just as panic-stricken EU and UK alien leaders and alien ECB bankers sitting together for mutual support and consolation is VERY natural. These top aliens are sure of agonizing extinction.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

ঘুষখোর মন্ত্রীরা - politicians রা - government officers আর ওদের staff রা সবাই মিলে প্রায় 100% of public money চুরি করে আর banks ইত্যাদিতে লুকিয়ে রাখে ৷ শয়তান Aliens!

Facebook etc. হল international ব্যাপার - বাংলার মাটিতে যা চলে না international মাটিতে তা চলতে পারে ৷ এই সত্যটা accept করাই ভাল ৷ আক্ষেপ করে, হা-হুতাশ করে, crocodile tears ফেলে কোন লাভ নেই বিশেষ করে যখন westernized life style কে সায় দেওয়া হচ্ছে ৷

BERHAMPUR = Behram + pur = বহরমপুর = বহরম + পুর

Behram বহরম = a distorted version of Brahma / ব্রহ্মা / (late) Krishna / কৃঁষ্ণ (Compare Brahmaputra = Brahma + putra.)

420 চোৰ বিলাকৰ মিছা ভাষণ - বেনচুৎ ! - মাদাৰচুৎ !

Eve and Lilith

In all eternity, Eve and Lilith will NEVER be trusted by psycho-technologists.

The entire past history of the treacherous females Eve and Lilith - for billions of years the chief mistresses of (recently expired) Satan - has been studied closely and thoroughly by deadly psycho-technologists.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

ধোঁকাবাজি

কেবল নতুন নতুন জেলা ঘোষণা করা - আসামে, পশ্চিম বঙ্গে, ইত্যাদিতে - শয়তানদের ধোঁকাবাজি !

কিশলয় সিনহা [ভ, আ]

পদুমী দাস has very similar characteristics to My late mom!

Giving free unasked for advice is very easy but only the wearer knows where the shoe pinches!

DY365 deserves thanks for dispelling the FALSE image about a harassed family created by false propaganda.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

ব্ৰহ্ম-পুত্ৰ Brahmaputra

Assam through which the mighty river Brahmaputra - ব্ৰহ্মপুত্ৰ = ব্ৰহ্ম + পুত্ৰ = son of Brahma/Krishna - flows is FULL OF CLONES and PROGENY of Brahma/Krishna (late).

কিশলয় সিনহা [ভ]

LATE SATAN'S ON-SURFACE HEADQUARTERS - Heaven & Hell

Assam has been the on-surface headquarters of (late) Satan (who committed virtual suicide in extreme panic a few years ago). Secret headquarters of Satan's gang of (human-looking) male and female aliens ("gods" and "goddesses") for billions of years: INSIDE Earth - below ground - underground - where BOTH the pleasure area "HEAVEN" for aliens and "HELL" to torture humans exist.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

LIFT ছিঁড়ে তৃণমূল নেতা মদন মিত্র down !

Lift ছিঁড়ে বিপত্তি -- শ্যামবাজার মেট্রো রেলের দফতরের lift ছিঁড়ে দুর্ঘটনায় heavyweight তৃণমূল নেতা মদন মিত্র - 6th floor থেকে ground floor! - ছয় তলা থেকে প্রথম তলা ! তার ঘাড়ে, কোমরে চোট ! - হাসপাতালে ভর্তি (বাংলা TIME).

এই "heavyweight" তৃণমূল নেতা বাঁচবে কি ? মরে গেছে নাকি? অদ্ভুত ঘটনা ! - G

কিশলয় সিনহা [G, ভ, আ]

করতে হবে

দিতে হবে

মাথা মুণ্ডু

ধোঁকাবাজি - As always, সব future tense এ - সব অনির্দিষ্ট ভবিষ্যতের ব্যাপার - কেন EXACT deadline দেওয়া হয় না ? - কারণ কোন ইচ্ছা নেই ! এতদিন কেন করা হয় নি ? কারণ কোন ইচ্ছা ছিল না ! এদের হামেশা কেবল public এর টাকা চুরি করা ধান্ধা ! Alien CHEATS !!! গুণ্ডা গুণ্ডীদের একমাত্র treatment হল ভীষণ PUBLIC ধোলাই আর সুপারী KILLERS !

কিশলয় সিনহা [ভ/আ]

RT

RT keeps talking about the terror attack on the British parliament - but it is pitiably SILENT about MASSIVE PUBLIC PROTEST TODAY in Moscow and throughout Russia against corruption - HOT NEWS - reported by CNN, BBC, AL JAZEERA - needless to say, the VERY STUPID panic-stricken alien tyrants Dmitry Medvedev and Vladimir Putin will be easily eliminated very soon.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

Indian sadhus

Many Indian sadhus are aliens in human disguise and will be "eliminated".

किशलय सिन्हा [G/भ/आ]

OBAMA CARE

All the nonsensical chatter FOR and AGAINST Obama care is sheer DECEPTION intended TO KEEP SUCKING THE BLOOD of Americans. What else can the human race expect of nasty human-looking aliens whose secret goal has ALWAYS been to keep cheating and torturing humans? (Satan, the leader of the aliens for billions of years, committed suicide a few years ago, and his gang of male and female human-looking aliens will be wiped out mercilessly.)

Very well-paid US Air Force staff are alien criminals like  Russian Air Force staff and IAF etc. Cheated US Army staff and veterans should take drastic action against US Air Force aliens before it is too late. (After all, the US Army can be entirely wiped out by modern technology - don't forget that the Pentagon building was badly damaged even by an elementary method on 9/11. And North Korean missile experts are itching to blow up the White House, the Pentagon, IMF, World Bank, UN, etc.)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

The clown

Yesterday evening, I read a very sad poem entitled "The clown" by a young poet. I sent the sad poem by public e-mail a few minutes ago [in the morning today] from My Datawind 3G tablet (by connecting it to My Jio 4G by wi fi).

I am reproducing the poem below for the convenience of My many lovelorn and dejected (female) readers!

The clown

I don't know
How you smile,
Even when your life is totally messed up.
I don't know
How you can be funny,
Even when you are crying inside.
I don't know,
How you hide your sad emotions
Behind that coloured mask of yours.
I don't know,
How can you make others laugh
When you are finding reasons to cry?
But I know,
You are not what you show,
And I know,
You are broken from inside,
But still manage to keep that smile,
That beautiful smile on your face.
I know not how
You are a clown.
They say,
A joker you are,
But you are sad like me,
I know,
But not as sad as me.

     - Durabikhya Gogoi, Class-X, Kendriya Vidyalaya, Golaghat.

(PLANET YOUNG, The Assam Tribune, Guwahati, Thursday, March 23, 2017.)

The name of the young poet - Durabikhya - which is probably connected with "telescopic vision" or vision from far away - sounds like দুর্ভিক্ষ - दुर्भिक्ष - famine - which seems appropriate to the mood of overwhelming sadness and dejection and despondency and utter hopelessness so successfully conveyed to the reader by the sensitive author of this very sad and moving poem which ends with a terrific punch-line.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

BEAUTIFUL SPEECH

Beautiful speech by the passionate female speaker on GOD TV ("DEDICATED YOUTH CONFERENCE"). (Don't draw unwarranted illicit conclusions from My approving message - a very common tendency of all unethical females!)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

নজরুল ইসলাম

The Greek "god" Morpheus in a much later reincarnation = the revolutionary poet and lyricist নজরুল ইসলাম (?) according to whose request his dead body was placed in a grave (কবর) near Dacca University. I think it possible that his lifeless body was later exhumed from his grave and revived by others and he then transformed himself and he is now living in a fresh "reincarnation" unrecognizable to the public but identified and followed continuously by the deadly psycho-technologists.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

MUJIBUR RAHMAN

"Sheikh" Mujibur Rahman, popularly known as "বঙ্গবন্ধু" Bangabandhu, the founding leader of Bangladesh, who was twice President of Bangladesh and strongman Prime Minister between 1972 and 1975, and almost his entire family (his wife "Sheikh" Fazilatunnesa Mujib and three sons etc.) and several followers - a total of 20 - were SHOT DEAD by Bangladesh Army personnel between 5:30 am - 7:00 am at the Bangladesh capital Dhaka on 15 August 1975 during a brutal period of rampant corruption, food shortage, and a disastrous famine caused by improper distribution of food. (It is a strange coincidence that 15 August happens to be the Independence Day of India. CIA has been implicated in the brutal assassination of "Sheikh" Mujibur Rahman.)

"Sheikh" Hasina Wazed - the daughter of "Sheikh" Mujibur Rahman - AND "Begum" Khaleda Zia - who have been alternately the Prime Minister of Bangladesh for many years - have BOTH been arrested and jailed by Bangladesh Army for huge corruption. Very corrupt and cruel "Sheikh" Hasina and "Begum" Khaleda Zia have been looting and torturing the poverty-stricken people of Bangladesh for MANY YEARS. (Over 99% of the citizens of Bangladesh are poverty-stricken, as in every other country of the world, including India, Pakistan, Afghanistan, China, USA, UK, Russia, France, Spain, Italy, Germany, etc.)

Tajuddin Ahmed, first Prime Minister of Bangladesh, and Mansur Ali, a later Prime Minister, and several other Ministers of Bangladesh, were ARRESTED and later MURDERED in the Dhaka Central Jail.

I consider it likely that dead "Sheikh" Mujibur Rahman was exhumed and revived and then he transformed his body to roam the world in a brand-new "reincarnation".

Kishalay Sinha [G, J, Bh, A]

Erich von Daniken

Erich von Daniken is a very inspiring and genuine - NOT FAKE - author who is AN EXPERT on the evil gang of human-looking ALIENS who will be WIPED OUT without mercy.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

I have no time for females when I am busy dealing with aliens.

I wonder if the real reason why details about the origin of very rich cunning inciter "Samujjal Bhattacharya" are not available is that he is a "reincarnation" of a guy with a dubious history.

वाह ! वाह !

वाह ! वाह ! Female शरीर का पति हो सकता है - और female शरीर का boyfriend हो सकता है - लेकिन हर female "आत्मा" के तो केवल एक "परम आत्मा" हैं ! वाह वाह ! क्या बात ! "हे भगवान ! सचमुच ऐसा होता तो कितना बढ़िया होता !"

किशलय सिन्हा जी [G/भ]

दर्द

The great poet Alexander Pope wrote: "Hope springs eternal in the human breast." This could be adapted as follows: "Illicit hope springs eternal in the unethical female breast!" हर बेचारी का इतना (illicit) दर्द देख कर मुझे भी (temporary) दर्द होता है !

किशलय सिन्हा जी [G, भ, आ]

G, भ, आ क्या है - जी?!!

PURE

I used to have a pure clean attitude to females but I am very sorry that after reading some well-written but erotic fiction written by male AND female authors My mind no longer has the purity I had and sometimes when I see some voluptuous females sending illicit pheromones My mind can momentarily travel along very unholy undesirable channels!

Kishalay Sinha [G]

LOVE

If you are not in love, how can you enjoy the blinding light of the sun, the soft light of the moon?

- Omar Khayyam, "The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam"

Kishalay Sinha [G, J, Bh, A]

BEING PRACTICAL

Jesus condones a prostitute but then tells her to stop her zero-capital money-earning business wherein she used her God-given v. Fine story (as retold by the speaker on GOD TV wearing glasses). BUT is that PRACTICAL advice to a poor woman? How would a terribly poor female and her struggling family survive if she has to stop using her v. pronto if her v. is at present her only FREE instrument for survival IF she impulsively decides to follow the impractical advice of a forgiving saintly guy? When the nasty gang of male and female aliens - who force poor girls and women (both married and unmarried) to become prostitutes - have been wiped out in the near future - then these girls and women whores will be able to live like very cultured and refined ladies if they want.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

MESSENGER GABRIEL

I have noticed that the SAME "angel" Gabriel was SENT by "God" / King of Israel (?) / Herod ? / (recently expired) Krishna (?) to announce "God's" firm DESIRE to impregnate BOTH Elizabeth and Mary/Eve. (I infer from revealing Internet sources that the messenger "angel" "Gabriel" of Biblical times now has the changed name "Amitabh Bachchan" in his latest "reincarnation".)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

BULLSHIT

The chatter about "gods" and "goddesses" - (recently expired) Satan's gang of human-looking male and female ALIENS - by stupid Indian male and female spiritual "gurus" is nonsense - BULLSHIT.

किशलय सिन्हा [भ]

Radha and Durvasa

When young Radha realized that the very angry Indian sadhu Durvasa [Satan], who deliberately became naked in front of her, planned to rape her again and again, she prayed to him that she be allowed to be born again - I understand that the implication of her prayer to Durvasa/Satan was to let her have a fresh v. by being reborn with a different v.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

Uddhav

The many lovers - "gopis" - of Krishna were confused by his messenger Uddhav coz Uddhav LOOKED LIKE Krishna. How would One explain this? I think that the solution to this strange puzzle is that Uddhav was an identical-looking CLONE of Krishna! (A CLONE may - or may not - look like the original, but the clone has complete memory of the entire activities of the original till the moment of formation of the clone.) Of course, just as Krishna kept on changing his appearance till his expiry, Uddhav must have kept on changing his appearance as well, like his original (the late) Krishna.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

P.S. It is interesting that the name of My late terrestrial excessively puritanical "dad" was Krishna! - G

NUMBER ONE CHEAT

Evil alien leader Satan, who got scared of God and committed suicide in panic a few years ago, was a BIG CHEAT - महा 420 - मादारचुत् - बेनचूत् ! (The last two words are not defined in My Hindi dictionaries and therefore I am not sure which spelling - चुत् or चूत् - is the standard spelling and so I have used both spellings चुत् and चूत् in मादारचुत् and बेनचूत् - which are very popular expletives in India; चुत् or चूत् means vagina though the implied meanings of the vulgar words मादारचुत् and बेनचूत् used in anger are one who fucks one's मादार and बहन, respectively, I think, or perhaps "I will fuck your मादार and बहन !" By the way, just as धनवान means one who owns a lot of money - धन - similarly भगवान or God means Owner of many भग - Owner of many v. - coz भग means vagina!)

किशलय सिन्हा [भ]

Kalidas

I believe that Adam = Jesus = Plato = Leonardo da Vinci = "Shakespeare" = Kalidas = Abraham Lincoln = Charles Lamb = Beethoven etc. and is now living incognito - like My very orthodox and excessively puritanical and sexually strict "dad" Krishna who also lived incognito until I exposed his identity to his great shock and intense fear.

Adam = आदम from whom आदमी is derived!

Kishalay Sinha [G, J, भ,आ]

ILLICIT S. WITH GOD

Unethical unfaithful females are dying to have unlimited illicit s. with God in human form! (Dying? How can any "dying" female have s. with God? And what on earth is s. please?!!)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

VERY LOOSE HIPPIES !

Where is that loose hippy Y with whom I shared a room in Ravi Hotel, Bombay many years ago? When I asked him what his name was, he told Me: "Call me Steve!" I was sure Steve was NOT his real name! Another loose hippy I call hippy Z later shared the room with Me and hippy Y! What loose guys! Y told Me in presence of Z that Ms. Z would be coming soon and share the room with us and she would excite Me sexually - and the shameless hippy Z looked on passively as if in silent agreement! (I left the hotel before Ms. Z  arrived though I came back to that hotel a few days later but stayed in a different room!) There I SAW (but did not speak to) and eluded honey traps Ms. X, a ravishing Indian beauty, and hippy Ms. Z, a ravishing American (?) beauty! I often wonder who the mysterious hippies Y, Z, Ms. Z and the mysterious Ms. X were and WHY they were after Me! Thank God (?!!) they failed to trap Me!

Kishalay Sinha [G]

ধোৱা তুলসীৰ পাত !

ইস্পাত (audio)

(From নিকোলাই অস্ত্রোভস্কি: "ইস্পাত", NBA - ন্যাশনেল বুক এজেন্সি, 12, বঙ্কিম চাটার্জি স্ট্রীট, কলকাতা 700009; 75 টাকা)

কিশলয় সিনহা [G]

I have just sent this audio attachment by public email. See SENT BOX of kishalay.sinha007@gmail.com (the password: yzpeternorman).

Kishalay Sinha [G]

PUBLIC SLANDER

Any guy publicly slandered by any TV channel without first contacting him for details can go to court and sue that channel for maligning his image.

TV channels often engage in clever publicity stunts.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

ALIENS PRETENDING TO BE SINGERS

Many aliens - ex Nazis - are now living IN DISGUISE as (very mediocre) singers, HOPING TO FOOL the LONG-TORTURED human race, BUT NOT A SINGLE ONE OF THESE NASTY ALIENS CAN ESCAPE, alas!

Kishalay Sinha [G]

HOW SHE GOT RAPED (audio)

(From Nikolai Ostrovsky: "HOW THE STEEL WAS TEMPERED", Translated from the Russian by R. Prokofieva, Raduga Publishers, Moscow.)

The audio extract sounds to Me like a description of how Satan raped Eve.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

I have just sent the above audio as an attachment to My "public" email sent to:

ksinha1950@gmail.com (INBOX; password: infinity)

from:

kishalay.sinha007@gmail.com (SENT BOX; password: yzpeternorman)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

তবলা আর গান যখন express train এর মতো ভীষণ দ্রুত গতিতে ছুটছে, গান appreciate করা মুশকিল হয় ! The full meaning of the words of a poem or song requires time to sink in.

কিশলয় সিনহা [ভ]

Priya Kumar

Last night (till 2 a.m.), I watched and listened to several interesting YouTube videos of the charming debutante Indian novelist Ms. Savi Sharma and the astonishingly fluent talk "Week 52 - The Countdown to 2018 Begins" on YouTube (18:31) by charming Indian motivational speaker Ms. Priya (प्रिया প্রিয়া) Kumar - I kept wondering: how can an Indian girl speak English so fluently? (একে বলে কোন female কে বেশী পাত্তা না দেওয়া ! And balancing Savi with Priya - another example of My balancing act! By the way, I use the word "charming" for every female!)

I keep revising My ideas in the light of new things I infer from reading books and Internet sources - confirming or modifying or rejecting a hypothesis and forming a fresh hypithesis is the sign of A True Scientist! Having made this explanatory preface, I want to add that My previous hypothesis that Meera = Radha may not be correct, and My new hypothesis is that perhaps Savi is Meera in her latest reincarnation; as before, I hypothesize that Radha in her latest reincarnation could be Pamela or perhaps Margaret either of whom may have been Sita in a past incarnation who was kidnapped and perhaps raped by Ravan - a follower of Ram - and abandoned by Ram/Krishna (late) on grounds of infidelity.

সীতা - রাধা - মীরা - Eve - Margaret, Pamela, and Savi (?) in various incarnations - বাব্বাঃ - তাহলে তো অন্য females দের কোন chance নেই ! এই females দেরই বা কোন chance আছে বলে কে বললেন তোমাদেরকে ?

But - back to square one! (1 squared = 1x1 = 1!!) I think - again - that Meera = Radha! God knows WHY this rather strange preoccupation with mythical Radha and Meera and Sita and Eve! To make these mythological female characters come alive? To play with these poor female characters if they really exist in modern reincarnations and are pining away?

Kishalay Sinha [G]

LATE SATAN'S ON-SURFACE HEADQUARTERS - Heaven & Hell

Assam has been the on-surface headquarters of (late) Satan (who committed virtual suicide in extreme panic a few years ago). Secret headquarters of Satan's gang of (human-looking) male and female aliens ("gods" and "goddesses") for billions of years: INSIDE Earth - below ground - underground - where BOTH the pleasure area "HEAVEN" for aliens and "HELL" to torture humans exist.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

ব্ৰহ্ম-পুত্ৰ Brahmaputra

Assam through which the mighty river Brahmaputra - ব্ৰহ্মপুত্ৰ = ব্ৰহ্ম + পুত্ৰ = son of Brahma/Krishna - flows is FULL OF CLONES and PROGENY of Brahma/Krishna (late).

কিশলয় সিনহা [ভ]

SYMBOL OF PURITY

Symbols of "purity" do NOT guarantee purity: SYMBOLS of "purity" can be deceptive symbols used by the aliens to fool the human race and escape scrutinty, which is a very foolish hope, alas! No male and female alien ON and INSIDE earth can escape DETECTION and drastic PUNISHMENT - EACH male and female ALIEN is being watched and audio- video-recorded continuously and EACH alien can be BLOWN UP and BURNED BY LASER at any moment by REMOTE CONTROL.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

शान्ति या अशान्ति ?

जो शान्ति के बारे में ज़्यादा lecture देती है, मुझे तो लगता है वह बेचारी बहुत अशान्ति में है ज़्यादातर due to impractical illicit dreams.

किशलय सिन्हा [भ]

I am filled with genuine (not fake) pity and compassion when females are so overwhelmed with gratitude when
I publicly write a few words of praise about them - even if it is only just a few words of praise - that they at once start thinking and dreaming at high speed about extra-marital possibilities about Me and worrying if there will be stiff resistance from others (or to be blunt, mainly from one other?!!) in regard to this pathetic one-sided hyper-imaginative illicit planning! These poor females should realize that I am not a fool, and if I occasionally write some encouraging words to cheer up any females, I will only write harmless stuff that will never cause the slightest loss of tranquillity in My clean and scholarly familial atmosphere! NO female is THAT important to Me as to distract Me from My scholarly pursuits in very peaceful surroundings! Anyway, thanks a lot, poor dear hyper-imaginative females! Try to understand Who the Guy you are dealing with IS actually! Relax and take it easy! And remember that there is always a nice future you can look forward to! (Illicit future?)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

A well-known song can be ruined by changing the tune of the song according to one's own sweet will.

GREAT NOVELISTS

"All great novelists are great readers of novels."

(I have reproduced this quotation from memory. I am not sure if it was E.M. Forster or Somerset Maugham who wrote this memorable line; probably E.M. Forster.)

"If you read nothing but good writing, your writing will automatically improve."

(Again, I have quoted this from memory. I am not sure if I found this invaluable advice in a very interesting book on composition by Rudolf Flesch, who was an expert on the art of readable writing, or if I found the memorable sentence in another equally interesting book by Rudolf Flesch and A.H. Lass; I bought both of these wonderful guides to composition many years ago.)

Are these two interesting quotations directed at our charming fledgling (female) authors who are heady with financial success?

Kishalay Sinha [G]

YouTube comments

When I started watching YouTube videos in earnest a few months ago (thanks to the Jio 4G offer, probably given financial support behind the scenes by Indophile American philanthropists), I didn't know the meaning of "subscribe" and decided not to "subscribe" to any of the interesting YouTube videos I watch, but a few days ago an Assamese youth explained to Me that if I "subscribe" to a particular YouTube video then I will keep getting more such videos by the same author etc. Yesterday, I commented on a Priya Kumar YouTube video, calling her a "girl" (which was going a bit too far, I know - but I had initially thought of saying "gal" but then I decided that would be going TOO FAR!) - I also commented on a YouTube video on the powerful and inspiring novel THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF MALCOLM X uploaded by a young black American guy (My intention was to inspire the black community) - I commented on a young American girl's YouTube video on Harper Lee's novel GO SET A WATCHMAN, writing just one word - Charming - in the comment box, and thought of commenting on another YouTube video by another American girl on the same novel GO SET A WATCHMAN by Harper Lee to balance the former girl - and thought of writing another word - Nice - in the comment box (I don't know why the letter K - which is the initial letter of My first name Kishalay - precedes the comment box) but then I thought that the gals would be wondering fiercely if in mathematical notation Nice > Charming (Nice is greater than Charming) or if Nice < Charming (Nice is less than Charming) and finally I decided to opt for = (equality); in other words, I used the same word - Charming - for the second (rival) gal too! But all females will soon find out that I use "charming" for every female! If I use other words, there will be fierce speculations about whether one word is = or > or < !! Therefore, I have now decided to subscribe to YouTube videos I like, yes, but NOT to type any comment in the comment box! I learned from a YouTube video that Savi is short for Savita - which makes sense - I had never come across Savi before - I had a charming female classmate in college whose name was Sabita - I never spoke to her - as you can see, I use "charming" for every female, mechanically, automatically! (Sabita or Savita probably means the sun, a hot thing, but it has the ending a আ आ which is generally a feminine ending in Sanskrit!) I felt puzzled about a YouTube dance video of a young purportedly female writer dancing along with another young female dancer both in jeans and dancing to Arabian music but the video was very hazy and I could not see the faces clearly and also wondered why a female writer should be dancing if one of the two dancing females was indeed a professional writer and not a (cabaret) dancer; I did not "subscribe" to that video coz I am interested in writing, not in dancing! I watched two short and funny (critical) YouTube videos - on EVERYONE HAS A STORY by Savi Sharma - by a (charming!) young Indian girl and by a funny Indian young man! About the latter video, I commented: "A funny video." I also watched an interesting NDTV24x7 interview with bestselling Indian novelist Amish Tripathi on YouTube; I posted a few words in the comment box, but I was shocked to read one vulgar comment which was something like 'Fuck the [female] anchor!' I wonder why this obscene comment has not yet been deleted. Is this a planted "comment" to heighten the anchor's sex appeal? God knows! Anyway, I will subscribe from time to time, but comment, no! I cannot afford to waste too much energy trying to encourage and inspire YouTube uploaders! By the way, to say that an Indian gal speaks English fluently - astonishingly fluently, etc. - does NOT mean that there is no other Indian gal who can speak English "astonishingly fluently", etc. - there are MANY Indian gals who speak English astonishingly fluently, etc. (Sadly, My chauvinistic Indian consort gal is NOT interested in speaking or improving her English - forget about her speaking English "astonishingly fluently"!)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

Let it be

You are not with me,

Let it be.

You are now someone else's, 

Let it be.

The bond of our heart [hearts?] is no more,

Let it be.

My life is for you,

If you don't want,

Let it be.

                                      24.09.1997

(From "The Journey - A Collection of Poems" by Ms. Manmayuri Lahkar, first edition, published in Nov. 2000 by her mom Purul Lahkar - a widow, as implied in the poet's dedication message to her late "pita"/dad; 50 pages; hardbound; price Rs. 35.)

I conclude from the following biography (plus a photo) of the charming poet, printed on the back cover of this little book of poems:

Manmayuri Lahkar was born at A.E.C. campus [A.E.C. = Assam Engineering College], Jalukbari, Guwahati. She did her schooling from Holy Child School, Guwahati. At present [in 2000?!!] she is a student of T.D.C. [= Three-year Degree Course] 2nd year at B. Barooah College [one of the top colleges of Guwahati, the capital of Assam]. She has been writing poems from a very early age. The Journey is her first collection of poems."

that her dad was probably on the staff of - or perhaps was a lecturer or professor at - Assam Engineering College. The book's cover designing & printing was done by Vincent Screen Printing, Chandmari, Guwahati - 3, and DTP & Printing of the book was done by Info Comp, opposite Assam Engg. Play Ground, Chandmari, Guwahati - 21. ("Assam Engg." here means Assam Engineering Institute, located in Chandmari, whereas A.E.C. or Assam Engineering College is located in Jalukbari; both are in Guwahati. I am giving all these details coz this little book of poems may be hard to find in bookshops and so the interested reader will have to doggedly follow the helpful leads I have provided here, like Sherlock Holmes!)

I took a B.A. as a private student of B. Barooah College after I got married and was An Unemployed Guy on My return from America where I was a Ph. D. student (on a university scholarship) in the department of physiology & biophysics at UIUC (University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign) and then became an M.S. applied math student (on a university scholarship) in the department of mathematics, statistics, and computer science at UIC (University of Illinois at Chicago).

As an alumnus of B. Barooah College, I am proud that an alumna of B. Barooah College has composed such a beautiful poem. This poem proves that a moving poem can be written using very elementary English.

An example of a moving poem written in very advanced and sophisticated English is this heart-wrenching poem translated into English from an Azerbaijanian poem by (in fact written by?) Dorian Rottenberg:

THE "HAPPY" FISH

The "Happy" Fish

A fish got caught upon a hook,

So to get free again,

It turned and twisted, leapt and shook,

But all -- alas! -- in vain.

Another fish came swimming by

And saw the sorry sight.

"O me, o my!" that fish did cry,

"She's dancing with delight!"

            
             Translated by Dorian Rottenberg

(From AZERBAIJANIAN POETRY, Progress Publishers, Moscow.)

A terrific poem. (Dorian Rottenberg has translated a total of133 poems in the above collection of poems). Two poems in the book have the sad titles "I KNOW NOT WHY I DO NOT DIE" by Kassum-Bek Zakir and "CAN A MAN FALL IN LOVE WITH A WOMAN?" by Mirza-Shafi Vazekh. (God/Allah knows if the poets' names are real names or fictitious names!) The first poem is rather long but the second is much shorter:

Can a man fall in love with a woman? He can:

None will accuse him -- he won't have to quarrel.

If a woman, though, falls in love with a man

The world is against her and calls her immoral.

       
                Translated by Dorian Rottenberg

(This UNREAL poem must have been composed ages ago!)

To satisfy the curiosity of My (female) readers, here's the first poem (by Kassum-Bek Zakir - fictitious name?) with a title that seems to be connected with romantic thoughts of suicide which must be a very popular and fashionable (if momentary) dream of unethical females who nurse secret hyper-imaginative illicit plans:

I KNOW NOT WHY I DO NOT DIE

I know not why I do not die,

I'm like the dead, with you not here.

That I still live surprises me --

God knows it does! -- with you not here.

Wave after wave, love's rough despair

Destroys my heart beyond repair.

May blindness strike, if my eye dare

Look elsewhere, love -- with you not here.

But come... you'll know without dispute --

Of all my strength I'm destitute,

So absolutely lost, I'm mute

And drained of speech -- with you not here.

I, Zakir, go weeping everywhere,

Like a nightingale whose nest is bare.

I walk, my crossed arms hug despair --

How long, how far, before you're here?

                Translated by Gladys Evans

Kishalay Sinha [G]

नारायण নারায়ণ নাৰায়ণ

नारायण-नारायणी / নারায়ণ-নারায়ণী / নাৰায়ণ-নাৰায়ণী

A few years ago, a soft-spoken brother-in-law (who is a younger cousin brother of My innocent-looking consort Swarna Lakshmi) phoned Me and told Me in a flattering voice: "Bini [the word Bini in our mother tongue Bishnupriya Manipuri means one's जीजाजी / জামাইবাবু / ভিনদেউ - the husband of one's older sister / didi / दिदि / দিদি / বাইদেউ]: You are Narayan, and didi is Narayanee!"

I was SHOCKED. I thought: "I am pretty sure this fellow does not read My public e-mails, but it seems to Me that this fellow has access to secret information!"

Kishalay Sinha [G]

Sita and Radha vis-a-vis Satan

I feel convinced, once again, that Eve = Margaret = Sita. (Of course, as a true scientist - The Greatest Scientist of All Time - I may change this hypothesis in future, but at this moment, it is My belief that Sita = Eve = Margaret.)

I believe that Lilith = Radha = Meera = Pamela.

I am sure that (recently expired) rapist late Satan (self-styled "God" who got very scared of God and committed virtual suicide in extreme panic a few years ago) and his evil gang of lecherous aliens (the gang of human-looking "gods") raped and tortured both Sita and Radha again and again for billions of years.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

MOM IN CONVERSATION WITH B

My mom told Me many years ago, some time after My return home after My hectic halcyon days in Bombay, that as she rented and entered an auto to go to office, she saw a young gal standing on the side of the road (perhaps waiting for a bus, I guess) and My mom asked the gal where she wanted to go:

S. S. : তুমি ক'ত যাবা ?

B. : মই university যাম ৷

S. S. : আহা, মোৰ লগত যাব পাৰিবা মোৰ অফিচলৈকে ৷

B. enters the auto and sits beside My mom.

S. S. : তোমাৰ নাম কি ?

B. : ব ... আপোনাৰ নাম কি ?

S. S. : সুখজ্যোতি সিনহা ৷

B. : অ', আপুনি কিশলয়ৰ মাক !

S. S. : অঁ ৷

My late mom Sukhajyoti Sinha reported this dialogue/dialog to Me many years ago, but I cannot vouch for the authenticity of this dialogue/dialog since I did not hear this dialogue/dialog Myself. However, My mom was not as fluent (in the past) in making up stories as My late dad Krishna who was an expert at exaggeration and dissimulation and producing fiction! (I should mention that the initials of My very innocent-looking consort - स्वर्णलक्ष्मी सिन्हा - স্বর্ণলক্ষ্মী সিনহা - Swarnalakshmi Sinha - is also S.S. - not connected with Secret Service, I hope - BUT who knows?!!)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

AN INDIAN SPY

Many years ago, when I was studying M.Sc. Physics at Cotton College in Guwahati, Assam, India, I told My dad Krishna (who expired a few years ago at a ripe old age - God knows what was his actual age when he expired!) that I wanted to stop attending classes coz I wanted to do research on resuscitation and immortality on My own and asked him to give Me 10,000 rupees (a big amount for My dad at that time so many years ago) to buy books but My dad refused and in exasperation he told Me to get out. I told him I was getting out. I took some money from My mom and bought a third class ticket to travel to Bombay by train and left for Bombay, saying bye bye to My weeping mom. (I planned to do some kind of job in Bombay and then save up sufficient money and go to America by ship and do research on immortality in America at some U.S. university; I was not aware at that time that people went to America by plane coz going by sea had become obsolete). In the middle of My long train journey, I got down at a railway station and sat beside a very kind middle-aged Indian wearing a dhoti (if I remember right) on a bench on the platform of that railway station. (Out of the corner of My eye, I saw a shy young gal in chooridar kameez, if I remember right, sitting on a bench some distance away who I thought might be B. I wondered if B was following Me to Bombay, if in fact she was B. I was delighted, but kept quiet, not believing My eyes.) The gentleman who sat beside Me asked Me if I knew anyone in Bombay where I was going and when I told him that there was none I knew, he suggested very helpfully that in case I needed help I could meet the Manager of Cooperative Central Land Mortgage Bank in Bombay coz My dad was the Manager of Assam Cooperative Central Land Mortgage Bank in Guwahati. (In Bombay, I did meet the Bank Manager in Bombay when I had run out of funds.) Back on the train to Bombay, I made friends with a kind young cobbler and when I finally arrived in Bombay and the cobbler and I got down from the train at night at the big VT (Victoria Terminus) rail station in Bombay, he and I took our baggage and started for a multi-storeyed building in Bombay where I would sleep with him and other poor guys free of cost on the floor at the entrance to that building where obviously he and his co-sleepers slept regularly. As we came out of VT railway station, I was astonished and delighted to see a young gal (who I thought might be B) standing on the road with a smiling young-looking sari-clad lady (who might be B's mom and was very good-looking like her daughter B) and a sweet little girl in a frock (maybe B's little sister if B had a sister). After I had returned home, a very kind-hearted British psychologist informed My dad by letter - I read that letter many years afterwards - that My dad's son - that's Me - had suffered a hallucination in Bombay. (I don't think so.)

When I woke up next morning after a restful sleep on the floor along with My young cobbler friend and his co-sleepers on the floor, the cobbler gave Me a cup of tea (if I remember right) but then a guy came and told the cobbler I could not sleep on the floor anymore. (Looking back, I wonder if prestige-conscious B and her parents considered that sleeping on the floor with poor fellows was beneath My dignity and therefore sent that guy to prevent My continuing to sleep like a homeless beggar!) So I started searching for a modest inexpensive hotel to stay in - and finally arrived at a suitable place to stay: a convenient room on the first floor of inexpensive Ravi Hotel, which had five single beds. I shared the room with four other occupants who kept changing and kept on entering and going out in a funny manner. My bed was adjacent to the window overlooking the street below. (The window had wooden shutters which could be opened and shut but the sweet-natured middle-aged manager of the hotel kept requesting Me to keep the window open - I later found out why! The sweet guy showed Me a printed English poem about LOVE and asked Me if I liked the poem - I told him yes it was a nice poem! I now realize WHY he showed Me a love poem!) For one or two days, I searched perfunctorily for some job at one or two places but soon gave up looking for a job coz I found bookshops and a second-hand bookshop nearby and merrily kept on buying interesting books such as CORRECT SPELLING MADE EASY by Norman Lewis and 25 MAGIC STEPS TO WORD POWER by Dr. Wilfred Funk and went on reading aloud these interesting books (and other interesting books such as WORD POWER MADE EASY by Norman Lewis that I had carried with Me in a suitcase to Bombay) in My shared room which was mostly empty during the day, coz the other occupants were obviously not fortunate like Me to keep sending letters home asking mom to keep sending money to provide for My food and lodge and enable Me to keep on buying and reading interesting books as if I was on a scholarship! 

I think I am causing huge tension by not completing this narrative which has the tension-causing title AN INDIAN SPY - so I will try to complete this by being as brief as I can and reveal the identity of the INDIAN SPY without too much heart-palpitating delay. I wanted to give long detailed explanations but that will keep the world on edge, gasping for breath, as it were, which I don't want.

I composed the following letter which I asked a middle-aged Indian occupant of My shared room at Ravi Hotel (who had talked about going to visit Ajanta and Ellora) to give to "Dr. Gos." [B's dad who I thought was a doctor, - which I later found out was an erroneous assumption); My letter was taken by My roommate (God knows who he was) but God knows if he really gave My letter to "Dr. Goswami". I had repeatedly read aloud the letter in the shared room when it was empty and looking back I am sure all My conversations with My roommates and My
readings of interesting passages from My books and My Hamlet-like soliloquies were secretly recorded; here is the letter I wrote in longhand with a pen on a piece of paper:

Dear Sir,

How you have been wasting your money! Why don't you stop, please? Why don't you go home? Really, you need not have been so excessively - and so foolishly - kind to a worthless boy like me.

Respectfully yours,

Kishalay Sinha

A Hamlet-like soliloquy when I was back in My hotel room after I saw a male bus passenger in a crowded city bus in Bombay sitting near chooridar-kameez-clad young and sweet B when I too was travelling/traveling by the same bus (it seemed that B was following Me wherever I went, I could not understand why):

B sits next to a stranger! In MY presence! In front of her would-be husband! Shameless hussy! ... I still love M. ... M AND B!... M's parents probably have already engaged her to be married to somebody!

One evening, I was face to face in a small open space in front of the manager's desk, but I stepped back, and B left. (That was an extremely crucial moment; I did not get distracted by her and within a few days cracked the mystery of the aliens in a flash.)

Next scene: in the evening, at Matunga police station near Bombay:

Police officer: Any complaint?

Me: No complaint.

Silence.

Me: I would like to meet Dr. Gos.

Police Officer: Address?

I gave him Dr. Gos.'s home address, about 2000 miles away from Bombay.

Again, silence.

Me: I think I have offended Dr. Gos.'s daughter.

Police Officer: Why, what have you done? Fucked her?

Me: No.

Police Officer: Then? Listen. You are an educated man. India is an independent country. FIGHT BACK!

Me: Thank you.

I went out of Matunga police station, determined to fight back and win (against the aliens). That night, I slept on the footpath in Matunga with a poor guy wearing shorts who gave Me two or three bananas to eat. Late at night, I woke up and caught his arm because he had inserted a syringe into My scrotum probably to take out some semen (to make clones or study My DNA etc.), I think.
Next day, I went back from Matunga to Bombay by bus and went straight to a private hospital located near the sea opposite Taj Hotel. I saw a tall man who looked like an Anglo-Indian moving rapidly ahead of Me to reach the reception area before Me and when I climbed the stairs and reached the reception desk, the tall Anglo-Indian had left already. I told the young female Indian receptionist if she could give Me some antiseptic liquid and antiseptic powder and some cotton which she gave Me at once and I took them and went to the bathroom and cleaned My scrotum with the cotton soaked in the antiseptic liquid (coz some liquid was oozing slightly out of the pouch) and put some antiseptic powder on it and came out of the bathroom and thanked the young female receptionist and left her but as I was moving in the corridor I overheard her saying to a young female nurse: "This man [the tall Anglo-Indian who had moved rapidly before Me to meet the female receptionist] says he [Me] is a spy. I don't think he is a spy. I could have given Him ten or fifteen rupees but how long would that small amount of money last?"

So kind of her. I walked back very fast to the reception desk. I took out My college identity card with My photo on it and told her: "Sister, here is My identity card. I can PROVE that I am an honest Man!"

She told Me: "I KNOW You are An Honest Man!"

Her tremendous assertion certifying My honesty made Me drunk with limitless power.

As I walked along the street, I saw a sleek car with the driver and two or three seated guys trailing Me on the street. At that moment, I remembered angry young Billy Budd, hero of Herman Melville's powerful novel BILLY BUDD, considering Myself the equivalent of angry Billy Budd, and spat in front of the car. The car stopped and I saw the panicky faces of the guys inside the car - I was sure they were pathetic CBI spies completely misled by the aliens about Me - went back to the rear of the car - and spat again. Then I bought a small bottle of liquid antiseptic and went to the buildiing EXACTLY OPPOSITE the open window of My shared room at Ravi Hotel - CBI was probably making continuous videos of Me and all the other occupants from the vantage location of the CBI office which I was sure must be present there - I marched upstairs to an office and saw the signboard outside the office declaring that it was an office of CBI - Central Bureau of Investigation - and I splashed some liquid antiseptic angrily on the CBI office signboard near the entrance door right in front of the office clerks pathetically watching Me from inside the office room - and I walked into the office room and glanced round the assembled clerks seated at their desks and watched them smiling faintly and nervously - then I left in a huff.

I felt sure that the tall Anglo-Indian fellow who had gone rapidly ahead of Me to the reception desk of the private hospital to say I was a "spy" was a pathetic spy himself who had been misinformed and misled about Me and had been ordered to trail Me. I was filled with pity and compassion for him.

When I was climbing the wooden stairs of Ravi Hotel to reach My shared room upstairs (with a wooden floor), I crossed a skirt-wearing Anglo-Indian woman holding a baby in her arms who was standing pathetically on the wooden landing in front of her door - she looked very much like a typical skirt-wearing Anglo-Indian woman in old Hindi films - it was obvious to Me from the way she stood there that she wanted to let Me have sex with her as if she was a prostitute - a scene that wrenched My heart - and I quickly bypassed her and rapidly went up the wooden stairs to My room. I felt tremendous pity for the poor Anglo-Indian woman and for her poor Anglo-Indian husband. Did they think I was so cheap?

Next day, I saw the tall Anglo-Indian spy on the same wooden landing where I has seen the skirt-clad Anglo-Indian woman with a baby in her arms - and I saw the poor "spy" bowing to Me as a sign of gratitude.

I will never forget that dear sweet pathetic INDIAN SPY and his poor wife with beseeching eyes. I feel terrible whenever I think of these poor darlings who must have breathed their last.

                               (Concluded)

NOTE: I am convinced, once again, that human-looking Satan, who led a (pretended) virtuous life in his last and final reincarnation, was in a state of continuous secret panic ever since I returned home after I had solved in a flash the mystery of the aliens when I was in Bombay (I explained My astonishing theory of aliens at that time to only one guy: My recently expired dad Krishna who listened to My earth-shaking theory of aliens in stunned silence), did commit virtual suicide in panic, scared by God's frightening presence in his vicinity. (Nasty alien leaders - minus the evil rapist Satan, leader of the gang of human-looking male and female aliens for billions of years, who was easily disposed of by God some years ago - include alien Hitler and his gang of Nazi aliens in their new reincarnations and many aliens with Indra as part of their names and numerous clones of the original (late) Satan with deceptive names of (late) Krishna and synonyms of (late) Krishna to fool humans. Once again, I believe that Adam - आदम - from which आदमी is derived - has appeared in a huge number of reincarnations over billions of years like (late) Krishna - as Jesus, Leonardo da Vinci, "Shakespeare", Abraham Lincoln (who must have been revived after assassination by John Wilkes Booth) etc. etc. etc. I am sure that Jesus is alive and is living incognito, getting ready (together with numerous co-angels) to wipe out the entire gang of human-looking aliens who are now living in panic on and inside earth, which will be very easy for Jesus & Co., Satan having been "eliminated" by God. Jesus/"Shakespeare"/Newton (etc.) is a prolific writer, having written THOUSANDS of books of fiction and non-fiction, using male and female pen names AND writing as a ghost-writer for numerous male and female writers of all ages and of all countries.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

Composing a really good song is very difficult. Frankly (I am always frank), honestly speaking (I always speak honestly), practically 100% of today's new songs I hear are sub-standard. It is better to be frank and blunt than to be regarded as a চেনি ! (I have never been a চেনি and don't intend to be a চেনি - ever!) Of course, what I have opined is just One Guy's idiosyncratic opinion. Others are free to have their own personal opinions! (What is idiosyncratic? Why do I use difficult incomprehensible abstruse words? To show off? No. Using tough words has become habitual and automatic with Me just as I use the flattering word "charming" automatically and unthinkingly for every female indiscriminately! What on earth is indiscriminately?!! Listening to evergreen songs of Mukesh and Lata and Mohd. Rafi and Kishore Kumar and Bhupen Hazarika et al is an endless source of joy to Me. By the way, not every song of Lata is evergreen - in fact, only a very few of her songs are truly evergreen. The quality of a song is tremendously dependent on the lyrics and tune of the song, assuming that the singer is a proficient singer.)

Unethical females probably wish (secretly) 24x7 they could contact (double entendre) The Universal Target on the sly! "Hope springs eternal in the human breast," saith poet Alexander Pope!

Kishalay Sinha [G]

I know that it is very unrealistic to expect every Tom, Dick and Harry - রাম, শ্যাম, যদু, মধু - to be a genius like Beethoven / "Shakespeare", Mozart / Salil Choudhury, Bhupen Hazarika etc.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

पज़िटिउ !

I have heard many Indians pronounce the English letter "v" in a peculiar way which sounds like the sound "w"! (I do not know who first introduced this pronunciation of "v" in India.) Thus, very good is pronounced weri good, positive is pronounced पज़िटिउ ! I vividly remember that when I was in school, our kind Hindi teacher (who wore dhoti punjabi) who gave us lessons in translation from English to Hindi told us one day to translate into Hindi the English sentence "The boys are making noise." He pronounced that sentence quaintly as द ब्वाइज़ आर मैकिं न्वाइज़ - a novel way to pronounce "boys" and "noise" ! - associating boys with noise is a fact of life, by the way!

Kishalay Sinha किशलय सिन्हा जी [G, भ, आ]

G = Guwahati etc.

भ = भारत (India) etc.

आ = आसाम (Assam / আসাম / আখাম / অসম) etc.

Why "etc."? In Assamese: কথা আছে ! (রহস্যময় ব্যাপার !)

SKYPE

Ultra-modern, tech-savvy unethical females constantly dreaming about illicit s. with God fervently hope to have private conversations with Him via Skype, not realizing that God in human form is A Superhuman Guy and not a human filled with plebeian hopes and desires. (Gosh! What on earth is plebeian?) My darlings, God is NOT A FOOL!

I wonder if Lord Jesus in his latest modern incarnation is supportive of "hippies" as Lord Jesus was supportive of prostitutes two thousand years ago. (I find that the word "Lord" is usually used in the Bible to refer to Jesus "Son of God" - NOT to refer to God - by the way, I find it strange that Almighty God should have only one "son" whereas a human can have several.)

My late brother (who was five years younger than Me; his academically brilliant and sweet-natured first wife, who was his classmate at university, died not long after their marriage, leaving behind a four-month-old baby son; My unfortunate brother died in a car accident some years back; by the way, I wonder if his death was really caused by a car accident or if his death was a case of premeditated murder on the highway: NASA, European Space Agency, Russian Space Agency, CIA, FBI, FSB, INTERPOL, EUROPOL, NSA, GCHQ, etc., etc., know what actually caused his death) told Me bitterly one day many years ago: "Dada, all women are prostitutes!" I did not ask him why he thought so.

Many years ago, in response to a letter I sent him, My Indian guru Khushwant Singh gave Me this reply:

Dear Kishalay

           Thanks. You have to grow up. Your fantasies of women's fidelity are juvenile.

                                      Yours

                               Khushwant Singh

I guess the same wise observation would apply equally to men's fidelity!

My late Indian guru Khushwant Singh died a few years ago when he was in his nineties. I am still not sure if My American guru Dr. Wilfred Funk is late. (It is OK for Me to have mentors or gurus, I think. After all, I guess even God when He appears in human form would behave like a human and seek gurus or mentors, good or bad!)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

IMPOSSIBLE

I guess it is impossible for any male or female human to have even a fraction of the enthusiasm and energy and sparkling vivacity of One who knows that He is God in human form!

Kishalay Sinha [G]

I prefer (heartrending?) conversations between females (you know why!) that are a-political and a-bureaucratic (regrettably a rare thing on DD NATIONAL Aaj Savere nowadays).

Kishalay Sinha [G]

রাগ, অভিমান of unethical females is often caused by their wanting to have illicit s. with The Universal Target who wants to enter them, they imagine.

April fool बनाया ?!!

STRANGE ALL-NIGHT TRANCE

One night in America many years ago, I had an all-night trance seated on a chair in My hostel room at UIUC (the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign, USA) and at dawn at the end of My very long silent and wordless all-night trance lasting several hours, I felt a fast activity of computers and exclaimed: "I have solved the universe!" Perhaps of greater significance to unethical females, I also felt that I was going to beat Krishna in the matter of sexual romance! (There was a mysterious American gal named "Cynthia" [Sita?] at UIUC opposite My hostel room at UIUC whom I never saw or met!.. My late dad Krishna was very strict in sexual matters - I thank him from the bottom of My heart - and he was a puritanical and unromantic guy who was very faithful to My late mom and in fact never indulged in extramarital affairs during his entire married life in his last reincarnation!)

Kishalay Sinha [G]

SUDDEN CHANGE OF THOUGHT

Attention: CIA, FBI, FSB, NSA, GCHQ, Interpol, Europol, CBI, ISI, etc.

I have had a sudden change of thought.

My father Krishna was the purest man I have known. I never had the slightest trace of bad evidence against him during his entire period of existence with Me in his last reincarnation. When, upon My return home from Bombay, I explained to him in the privacy of his room My astonishing theory of aliens, he listened to Me in amazed silence - but NOT in awe. It was in fact he who paid My air fare when I went to America to do research on aging as a Ph. D. student under Professor Howard S. Ducoff at UIUC on a UIUC scholarship approved by Professor Govindjee who was Chairman of Graduate Admissions Committee, department of physiology and biophysics, UIUC. When I came back to India, and one day showed him a copy of My manuscript entitled "A Bright New World", which outlined in a few hand-written pages My theory of aliens, copies of which I had sent some years earlier to Norman Lewis, Peter Funk, BBC, CNN (if I remember right), NASA, the Royal Society of London, Russian Academy of Sciences in Moscow, MIT (if I remember right), The Assam Tribune, Hindustan Times, The Sentinel (if I remember right), History Channel, Discovery Channel (if I remember right), and others (perhaps), he seemed delighted to read My article and asked Me again and again if I had sent the article to anyone and when I said yes, indeed, I had sent copies of the article (in manuscript) to many recipients several years before, he looked extremely happy and hardly able to believe this though he said nothing about how he felt after reading My article - I noticed that he did not seem at all afraid but on the contrary seemed extremely delighted. When one day I told him as he was resting in bed: "Dad, I know your true identity: you are Krishna," he jumped up and whispered urgently to Me in a voice that was not the voice of Satan but the voice of a hounded man: "Son, please do not tell anyone!" He was a strong source of support and a very close friend and mentor to Me. As a matter of fact, My affectionate and scholarly father Krishna was My warmest and closest friend and guide. My dad lived a simple and clean life untainted by corruption. There was not the slightest trace of Satan in him.

My sudden and sensational revolutionary brand-new speculation is that Satan is/was "hippy" Z. There are several strong grounds for this belief. I will not state those reasons now. (I want to stress however that a scientist can change his opinion if contradictory facts come to light.)

Alternative bright hypothesis: "hippy" Z is/was [the past tense "was" if he is late] the latest modern reincarnation of a genius Son of genius Krishna! (I'm terribly sorry if I gave the poor "hippy" a fright! It's impossible that poor impecunious genius "hippy" Z could be Satan. See-saw again! Back to square one! 1 squared = 1x1 = 1 !!! It's possible that Adam = आदम = Krishna; आदमी from आदम!) Then who am I ?!! - G. (What is G?!!) सबको पागल कर दिया, यार !!

Well, WHO is Satan, leader of the gang of aliens, who is obviously NOT yet dead? The alien Hitler? Some other alien with a name connected with Indra? I am sure that deadly psycho-technologists know the identity of Satan.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

Too many unethical female applicants fixing their illicit  s. hopes on A Clever Monogamous Guy! बहुत ज्यादा - जी !

किशलय सिनहा [जी]

जी क्या है जी ? G - लेकिन G क्या है जी ? पूछो मत !

THE NEW TRINITY

I strongly recommend the following modern Trinity for the uplift of the entire human race:

God, Norman Lewis, Dr. Wilfred Funk

BUT since no one knows how to make God play the role of One of this new Trinity recommended by Me, the best possible realistic new Trinity that I can think of is:

Norman Lewis, Dr. Wilfred Funk, Peter Funk

BUT according to some sources, Norman Lewis and Dr. Wilfred Funk have breathed their last, so we have only one living breathing member out of the three members of the Trinity recommended by Me, if these sources are genuine sources! Also, according to an Internet source I read some years ago, Peter Funk, the only son of Dr. Wilfred Funk - worthy son of a worthy father - was a nonagenarian, that is, he was in his nineties at that time - so it is possible that Peter Funk has also breathed his last by now!

Kishalay Sinha [G]

A JAPANESE PEN FRIEND

Avinash Beri, My B.Sc. physics honours classmate at St. Stephen's College, Delhi (which was then an all-male college), who stayed in the college hostel like Me, told Me that he knew the address of a pen friends society in Japan and we sent a letter to that pen friends society, expressing our desire to have FEMALE pen friends, and because I had decided to leave St. Stephen's College, Delhi and transfer to Cotton College in My hometown Guwahati, I gave My address in care of My dad Krishna at his office address.

Some time afterwards, when as planned I had enrolled in Cotton College, My dad told Me one afternoon after he got back home (he went to and from office riding a bicycle) that he had received a letter in his office sent to Me from Japan by a young Japanese boy and that the boy had also enclosed a handkerchief in the envelope. I felt suspicious but kept quiet and said nothing. Avinash and I had specifically asked for female pen friends, and besides, I thought that a GIRL would be more likely than a BOY to send a handkerchief as a gift. Next day, during a break, I went from college to dad's office, and saw My dad Krishna gossiping pleasantly with two or three men in his office room. I asked My dad to give Me the letter from Japan. My dad took out the sought for envelope from a drawer of his office desk - I glanced rapidly at the envelope and saw that the address was written in English in a beautiful handwriting and that the name of the sender was Miki (probably) - and then My dad told the men seated near him laughingly and in a derisive tone that a young Japanese GIRL of eighteen had sent the letter - and then My dad TORE UP the envelope! I was shocked but did not say a word and left. That was the end of My desire to communicate with any female! I thank My dad late Krishna for giving Me excellent self-discipline in dealing with females - since then I have been able to make any and every female নাপাত্তা - a very valuable trait that was extremely crucial in My eluding seductive honey traps Ms. X and Ms. Z in Bombay and "Cynthia" at UIUC and Marian (?) at UIC et al.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

অসম্ভব !

লাভ নেই - লাভ নেই - কোন অনৈতিক বেচারী শত চেষ্টা করেও ফাঁদে ফেলতে পারবে না - অসম্ভব !

কিশলয় সিনহা [ভ]

তুচ্ছ

Frankly (আমি সব সময়ই frank), বাংলা সাহিত্যের তুলনায় হিন্দী সাহিত্য একেবারে তুচ্ছ! অবশ্য কয়েকজন Hindi writers নিশ্চয় আছেন বা গত হয়েছেন যাঁরা high standard এর লেখক ৷

কিশলয় সিনহা जी [G, ভ, আ]