Reflection

Last Friday I went to the Little Magazine Fair at Town Hall. The Fair was held over the abandoned Tennis court in front of the Hall. An innovative stage was…

Yesterday I went to a nearby ATM of a nationalized bank to get my rationed quota of Rs.4500. The queue at the ATM was the same what we generally see…

The festival time is over; festivities, too. A feel of loss weighs down. Mind gets heavy. Nature is responding accordingly. Day is darkened. Tears rain down from the grim-faced skies.…

If someone flies overhead in a nightly flight, a lighted design of India will reveal underneath on Diwali night. For the Hindus, from tarpan to Diwali, amabasya to amabasya (new…

At a time when stealing a heroine’s mind means singing off the branches of a tree or a driver’s seat while competing with the speed of a train in an…

Sounds of dhak. Sounds of mikes carrying strains of Hindi film songs. Of 70s and 80s. From Ek du je ke liye to Quyamat se quyamat tak. Of heroes and…

Heart was saved that day. Have you forgotten? Yes, the heart was saved that day. Not long ago. But just eight years back on 26th July, 2008. Not by the…

There was a party which ruled West Bengal for thirty-four uninterrupted years. There was a party which made a history for remaining in power for a longest time in the…

Tomorrow Kolkata will be dyed with colour. No.Not its roads, like Holi. But its sky. Red,blue, white,black,pink…so many colours; known and unknown. Rooftops will be crowded. Spool in hand, string…

“The god of the road flashes a satisfied smile and says --- stupid boy, my path does not close with your village’s bamboo grove, banyan tree of lathi-wielding Beeru Roy,…