As I scroll through the chain of WhatsApp messages. I can see some texts that have gone low in the chain of messages because you don’t interact with all of them regularly.…
Memories
Aparna Sen remains an extended crush since childhood. It is an unending fascination for the woman she is and her contribution to the Bengal film industry. I used to cut and glue…
प्यार – यह तो एक अहसास है ना, फिर क्यों हम किसी ख़ास के होने ना होने से उस अहसास का तोल मोल करते हैं। हमारी जिन्दगी में तो लोग आते जाते…
It is the undying memory of the cold MRI machine in the quiet hospital that stays like a pending shut and open case of my heart. As I shut my eyes, even…
आज सारे देश भर में लॉकडाउन है, काफ़ी लोग कई कारणो की वज़ह से परेशान है, कुछ लोगों से उनका रोज़गार छीन गया है और कुछ लोगों को कोरोना की वज़ह से…
You can listen to the podcast version of this article by clicking the green play button below. Those who prefer to read, please read on! He is the feisty activist sort you…
कुछ प्रेम कहानियां बहुत ही अलग होती हैं। जैसे की हमने हीर और रांझा , रोमियो और जूलिएट आदि के किस्से ज़रूर सुने होंगे — अब “का” की मोहब्बत की भी जाने। ❧ एक…
My favourite film till date remains Pather Panchali by Satyajit Ray. The film is an adaptation from Bibhutibhushan Bandhopadhyay’s novel “Aam Atir Bhepu”. This was a novel that I read as a…
Ten years have passed and I can still clearly recall my three month trip to the USA. My memory is aided by the fact that my first stopover was in Las Vegas. …
What might Ma Annapurna Devi have written to Pandit Ravishankarji on his birthday, if she could? ❧ Dear Panditji, Wishing you a very happy birthday today. On 7th April 1920, you were…
This time I realised I didn’t have Ram Ray any longer on my list of favourite people to meet in Calcutta. He always indulged me to a good meal every time I…
JNU has a very special place in my heart. I studied a year there & spent a very large part of my youth almost every evening inside the campus, drinking tea and…
The sound of the marching boots and the incessant screams of the tribals fighting for their land reverberated into the stillness of the chilly evenings. Evenings fell and morning suns broke early…