14th August: A Letter
Dear readers, Freedom means Independence. Independence comes with a shared responsibility. Is a man prepared for it? Freedom means Liberty. Liberty comes with a space for himself or herself on…
Dear readers, Freedom means Independence. Independence comes with a shared responsibility. Is a man prepared for it? Freedom means Liberty. Liberty comes with a space for himself or herself on…
Some days back a reputable cultural organiser from my town said that she would celebrate 22nd Shravon inviting all the artists from town. I was aghast to hear the word…
My immediate provocation for writing on a topic like this is what’s happening in Basirhat and Baduria in the district of North 24 Parganas in my state West Bengal. Two…
Tagore landed in Buenos Aires, the capital of Argentina, in 1924. He was scheduled to go to Peru for its centenary celebration, on an invitation from Peru government. Nobody was…
In my early childhood I went to Professor Dr. D.T. Joshi to learn Indian classical music. He was a Marathi Brahmin. I can still remember the sacred thread – upabeet…
The last time I went to Shantiniketan during Holi is going to be ten years. A huge procession greeted the visitors as it danced across the ashram ground to the…
‘Ma’— the first word we, the Bengalees, cried with after we were born. The newborns gave birth to a word unwittingly: Ma. How simple the word was. Yet how difficult…
Suddenly spring arrives. Quite pre-maturedly. In the dying days of winter. Some unknown trees are in flame. Cuckoos are responding. One cooing from a nearby tree is answered from far…
An ex-Prime minister once confused 15th August with 26th January during an overseas interview. As a result the Republic Day, to him, became the Independence Day. Sometimes ignorance is blissful.…
Grains cut Upsetting apple cart Of field rats, Scampering by Searching for left-outs Of corns, slashed and lashed On the fields, men with no complaints Return homes, to songs and…