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Tag: Bengal

Aparna Sen

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…

The Proud Predators Of The Sundarbans

There are stories galore on the stealth and strength of the Royal Bengal Tiger. It inhabits the most hostile place in the world, inside the dense mangrove forests of Sundarbans in West…

My Baba

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…

Un-United in the USA

George Floyd, a black man, was killed in cold blood by a cop in Minnesota. There are allegations that he refused to listen to the cops and that he was inebriated, and…

Amphan Isn’t a New Story

My first experience with the rains of Calcutta was many years ago. It was for the first time that I was witnessed the fury of the lashing Bengal monsoon rains: the Kalboishakhi.…

The Immortal Tagore

As I sat on my desk to write about Tagore, the words were getting jumbled up in my mind and my pen was failing for words to sum up the enigma of…

The Film-maker Who Painted With his Camera

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…

Teen Choto Chamooch (Migrant Stories #1)

This is the first article in a series about the untold stories of displaced immigrants & migrants. Sobha Das was waiting for days and nights for his return. After the storm broke…

Heralding Poila Boisakh Amid the Chaos of 2020

Today on Poila Boisakh, the customer is treated like Lakshmi and as the businessman closes accounts for the year, he offers the customer sweets and a gift, thanking them for their patronage.…

Designs of Undivided Bengal

As she walked into the train compartment, she saw the gaps in between the bogies. Mrinalini often wondered what would happen if the connecting iron chains would disentangle and the compartment would…

The Defiant Devi

As I walk out into the burning scorching sun of the summer Calcutta home, I leave my trail of the sari palla falling and failing behind me. I failed as a woman…

1426 In My Lunisolar Calendar

It’s that time of the year again. When the roots come barging into my being. I never knew how it had such a stronghold in the essence of me being me. Today…

Our Hearts Sings The Same Tune

Winter vacations meant travelling with Ma & Dadu to Delhi. The harsh winter months were the time when Ma would take leave to go into the familiarity of her childhood city. To…

Firdaus Is Omnipresent

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…

Thrifty Yet Beautifully Artsy-The Kantha Art

The Kantha is the passing of emotion and art, combining the love, fear, and hope of the homes in rural West Bengal. It is a distinct style of the Bengali embroidery of…