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I was lucky enough to be born at a place which was in close proximity to my grandmother’s. My grandmother had some quiet precise observations about life that made her…

When I was a small boy, I went to Academy of Music where Professor Dhrubo Tara Joshi taught us Indian classical music. I would sit in a lone chair in…

Once Pundit Ravishankar came to our town, Burdwan, when he was on a whirlwind tour across India. As he sat down on the stage and tuned in his sitar, something…

During lock-down, last winter, I used to sit on the roof at noon and read my favourite books till afternoon when the sun went down the big trees that lined…

Tarap tarap ke is dil se aah nikalti rahi --- Yes, I’m suffering a lot....my heart is sighing. Can’t believe that you’ve exited so early from this planet. You came…

Twenty years back, right the time I am writing this column, I lost someone who was very close to me and is and will continue to be until I breathe…

Pujon uncle was a man who would be quite visible to the locality (I had lived earlier) when he worshipped the Goddess that he mounted on a grand pedestal in…

‘When you go out to bat, crores will expect you to perform and close to lakh at Eden will cheer you up. The pressure on you is immense and it’s…

Yesterday I was coming back home from Kurmun. Near Nadra, I was taking a much-needed sip from a green daab I bought from a daabwallah. Daabwallah pulled a ramshackle van.…

April is the cruellest month. It cannot just be a poet’s imagination in a waste land. It is a hard reality. We experience it in our school in small town…