From the Past

Hello everybody,
As you know the two most important tasks in life are filling the tax saving form (annual) and getting married (once in a life{mostly}). Unfortunately both of these events for me have fallen in this month.
While Ms. Manimala and Mr. Joshy can help me to get out of the first task, I only can help myself for the second task. Its happening in Bainan (a village near Kolkata) on 20th of February . The unfortunate bride is Ms. Madhumita Adak whom I am courting for last two years (mostly over telephone). She is a software engineer with PWC.
It would be wonderful to see you in my marriage. DON’T try to come yourself. Come to Kolkata and give me a call. I will pick you up or you will get lost. The helpline numbers are

• My Home number – +91-3214-267409 (works 106 days a year. God knows which 106 days.)


• My mobile phone number - +91 – 9448473579 (It works.)

For the adventurer here is the map. My village is somewhere in the green box along the river Damodar.
I cant post the invitation card in this mail. I havent seen it too.
Send your best wishes to me. I need to survive.

Yours truly,
Partha Bhattacharya

doing really good thing is so difficult. getting out of your comfort zone. do what you love to do. focus on only one thing. ..its really difficult.

Looking for a new job in Kolkata. Would be great to be in a functional role with an automotive division. What can we do for the company?

• I can understand customers problem and provide solution.
• I am not expert in popular tools. what about a training in some tool?
• am i suited for a job in PLM?
• Product development process?

I need to send my resume to people

• consultants - find out from M
• Friends - shoot mails

I love Kolkata and Buzhan and M and Life...

Dear Pukumar uncle, Surkumar uncle and gang,
I finally arrived 14 days back. I am at my Didun’s place with my ma and your silly friend. Right now I just did my 19th potty. Eight more to go. Btw I do only 4 things; potty, susu, sleeping and drinking mom’s milk. But I sleep only in daytime so that my ma and your stupid friend are awake in the night when I cry-sorry, that will be my fifth and most favorite activity.

I also do some more things like trying to chew my thumbs, increasing my crying when I am transferred to my pop’s lap and sometimes trying to fly out of my clothes. I don’t like that silly blanket which is very warm but I can’t move my hands because of that. You see that’s very unfair to my rights.

I also go out in sun with my dad. But my silly pop sometime will let the sun fall on my eyes. That’s disgusting. But on the whole I like it. That poor guy is at least trying, you know.

My mom calls me “Buzhan” (which dad found out is a place in Iran). She calls me by some other names which for sure don’t have any meanings. My Dadu wants my name to be Akash. My doctor uncle wants it to be Akashnil because he thinks if I become a prof one day, students can tell that they are going to ANB’s class which he thinks is sexy.

My dad’s friends want me to be a volleyball player. But my dad first wants to teach me swimming in the Ganges. But I want to be like Calvin as Malai uncle wishes. And one more thing, you can give all my birthday bumps to Aloo uncle because fortunately we are born on the same day.

Anyway this is already a long mail. Hope to see you guys soon.
Cheers!!
+ Puchu

P.S. - Taran uncle came to see me. My other relatives were talking about his big black pug and his biggER tummy for sometime. He has promised his the Superman T-shirt (dhula hua) for my 1st birthday.