Thursday, August 4, 2011

The Prologue

I was born off the warmth of the womb of Kishaloy Baidya's brain, nourished by the placental network of neurons, dedicated to the upliftment of Tripura, and joining hands of the domiciles of the land, near and far.....

Since my inception, I was caressed by the loving hands of Pritam Saha, Goutam Patari, Sujan Das, Sukanta Roy, and my creator of course. I have gone through days of plight when when there were political uprisings in Tripura; I have seen people cheering with me when Federer or Indian Cricket team kissed the crown of victory. I have seen young students desparately seeking help to get rid of unemployment, while their expereinced wellwishers making ways for them. I have seen a plethora of instream and outstream of members who came with new aspirations, or left dejected!

Anyways, who am I? Well, no, I am not Spiderman!!!! I am a nascent group of crazy people from Tripura who stick around in thick and thin.

I am almost 4 months old now, and I have got a lots of stories to tell you people. One story a week. Just a short story for a telling. All the crazy stuff going on within me. An entry in the diary for the week that was.

So, do we start tonight? yes? ok, then. Let's meet every Friday late night, when some fall asleep, and some go toxic.

Disclaimer:
1) We promise to make fun of everyone living or dead who made us feel one's presence the last week.
2) We keep the gates open for anyone who feels not be matured enough to digest the pun intended.
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