Saturday 24 October 2009

Thankless Well you are !

Well thankless job it is. I surely say so, you finish up the thing which is fit for human consumption and you don’t get that appreciation and much deserved adulation. I, myself belong to this smarter race of people. We want to scoff; we want to eat good food, authentic food. We are open, we are objective and we can eat anything under the only sun we have.

Bengalis are known for their eating habits and to top that elite list we have Bengali sweets. Not going far and keeping my self modesty at its own place let me explain, there is a round faced, cute looking; white colored sweet called Rasogulla which they say is the baap of all sweets. We have competitions which turn into ferocious battles of Rasogulla gulping. The person who eats the maximum is bestowed with all love and admiration and then my dear fellas he is a man to look upto.

Children or Older people without a single strong tooth take part in the widely regarded and prestigious ceremony of Rasagulla eating. Not dragging this Rasogulla eating thing further I will tell you a short account of eating

That one fine day, yes fine it was. My uncle was telling a heart absorbing and rib tickling tale of consumption. This is a story of those days when you would get a meal for Rs 6. He and few of his friends in their youth went to this place for lunch. They went to the eating place and ordered the meals. The owner of the shop came with a tinkling smile on his face and happily asked them.’ So fellas how is the food, eat eat this is unlimited meal’. Then it started and yes the metamorphosis started, the smile on his face was well substituted by a grin. He said ‘I did not say to eat this much’. It is being heard after that day the owner who was selling the meal for 18 long happy years had abolished the meal system.

So tales like this prevail in the land of gourmets, epicures and obviously few gluttons. I often sometime think what is there without food; it brings a smile to the face of the poignant one. It is a platform for people to communicate; to converse. It is the opportunity for the introvert to shed his laconic tint and to intermingle with people. It is a topic to discuss, a subject to debate, an object to love. It is a joy, a cheer which enlivens the grief.
Foodie hain hum
Well now it is my time for lunch.

Sunday 23 August 2009

Plethora of Acts

Why not analyze the recent bioscopes I witnessed. For some time movie watching has become a
rare event for me. I could point out the three movies I watched during last four months so to say. These movies varied from Genre to Language. From execution to act.
I sometime wonder the thoughts and ideas which wander across the director’s mind. Let me start chronologically.Vittoria Di Sica was considered as the pioneer of Neo Realistic movies which originated from Italy. After seeing his movie ‘Bicycle Thief’ I was mesmerized by the simplicity of the movie. This time I got the chance to watch ‘The Shoeshine boys’ .Again this movie magnifies the power of simplicity which Di Sica demonstrated. It is a heart wrenching commentary of two impecunious boys' life about friendship, betrayal and moreover life. Oscar Winner Satyajit Ray was deeply inspired by Di Sica’s ways of making movies which later inspired him to make his path breaking movie Patter Panchali (The Story of road).

Then I chanced upon Buddhadev Dasgupta’s tour de force ‘Kalpurush’ (Bengali).It is a convoluted story illustrating the father-son relationship, very amicably played by National Award winner Mithun Chakraborty and Rahul Bose in lead roles.This movie typically harbors the stunning cinematography and direction.Dasgupta’s each frame has a sharp angle attached to it which sometimes reminds me of Stanley Kubrick, as how he took his shots in ‘Clockwork Orange’.

Last but categorically not the least I saw Michael Mann’s Public Enemies. Johnny Depp is one actor who in my view has never compromised on his roles and has always tried to do something very diverse. Christian Bale on the other hands is known for his enthusiasm and dedication to the roles he portrays (remember Machinist).These two combined in his brilliant controlled movie.This movie trails back to 1930’s when crime in America was rising with John Dillinger (aptly played by Depp) who was considered Public Enemy no.1.This movie also briefly shows the uprising and the formation of F.B.I.
This surmises my little roving into movie world for last four months.By the time I am finished writing this posts I saw movies like Amen and Kaminey also.So all and all it makes a quite decent package to my strong belief.

Thursday 6 August 2009

Ekdum ich Latest

Stretched to the limits after working madly, that too with a grin on my face.
I wondered why not test my typing skills for a change, hence these piece of words.
I wonder why Micro Fictions are great piece of art. Simply and fully because I know the outcome first then I start writing it.140 words in Twitter gives it an unassailable edge.
I started following Arjun Basu who tweets resplendent Micro Fictions and then it was well carried by my friends Romit and Rohit in the twitter arena. That pushed me to think within 140 words.

As I prepare and then again prepare for buying my bike, I swing from one model to another model. Some has good looks; some take pride in mileage where some are happy to bestow you with power. Good dilemma I would say I fell into.

Then when I saw one of my dreams getting fulfilled. I was happy and then I was happiest. You know being happier how it is. o.K. now deliberately coming back to the dream, yes Copenhagen. Definitely when I saw Copenhagen was about to be performed in Rangashankara I knew I had to experience that, feel that and get immersed into that also. Definitely Michael Frayn knew what sort of Hangover audience would get, as they would continue to linger and loiter in the uncertainty principle.

As I continue Subhash is dead, how much did he achieve and what were the consequent adulations he got, I am again made to wonder. This time I do wonder.CPI(M) after losing considerable seats in Loksabha elections to Mamta and Congress Junta would consider loss of Subhash as a significant one.

Now the abstract ending i.e. Latest Ich mein itna ich milega.

Saturday 1 August 2009

Historical Moral Fibre



It was important, like a new flower blossoming, like a new life barged in to catch the glimpse of light.Shibnath Shasthri’s book' Ramtanu Lahiri o totkalin Bongosamaj' (Ramtanu Lahiri and Contemporary Bengali society) does capture the essence of that era and is a book to read for all people who feel history defines a Civilization’s character.

As Sunil Ganguly had in his book, like an arrow which to go forward recoils back a bit, people should look back a little to move forward.

Friday 17 July 2009

It happened one week

Frank Capra would have got thrilled to know the title of this blog post of mine.I definitely wont do the audacity of consciously mistakenly thinking myself as Clark Gable.Now coming to the point.

This time when i went home, i could anticipated it as coming. And It happened. This is a feeling you get after you accomplish something. Nothing much to do in the weekdays; most of my friends would be typing in daytime as well as when owls start hooting. So this gave me the chance of lifetime when i found two great books were gleefully winking at me.

Witty, sarcastic humour for me is the highest form of emotion a writer could evoke.Doulgas Adams knew it well how to do it when he started writing ‘The Hitchhiker’s guide to galaxy’. It starts with ‘A Blue planet where people still think digital watches are cool’ and then I could sense what was coming in my way. Brilliant witty humour coupled with a mind boggling science fiction. After a long time i was reading a science fiction. Ray, H.G. Wells, Jules Verne, Isaac Asimov or recent day’s Michael Crichton all are/were greats, Douglas Adams definitely climbs up into that list happily. His writing is completely diverse and refreshing to read.

After the joy ride of Hitchhiker’s I was faced with the thought provoking account of Bengal history in the Bengali Novel named ‘Shei Somoy’ by flamboyant writer Sunil Ganguly.An epic of a book capturing the history from 1840s to 1870s.He mentioned the main protagonist in this novel as none other than ‘The time’ itself. From Ishwarchanda Vidyasagar to Michael Madhusudhan dutt’ from Indigo plantation movement to Widow Remarriage, all the historically significant entities are captured and enlivened in this book. A Must read for all people who can read and fathom Bengali.

Last but not the least, i punctuated this marvellous journey of books with back to back splendid plays.Rudraprasad Sengupta’s Agaytwaas (The Incognito) told a story of an old lady who seem to lose her memory every now and which then ably followed by a rib tickling comedy of Arindam Ganguly’s ‘Chalo Potol tuli (it translates as lets die).That was based on the short stories of Shibaram Chakroborty, one of my favourite writers. One cracker of a week i must say. Let’s hope i am able to spend by well deserving breaks in this way.

Tuesday 23 June 2009

A Drop of water on the dessicated one

Odd hours I will come back to you.
Rains will pour down. We have to move fast.
Rusty windows, muddy roads, Melancolic heart.
At the Odd hours I will come back to you.


Land lying east of India,the state of West Bengal is considered as a very politically vigorous one.Time and time people have looked down the state in a negative way as it is plagued and hammered by strikes, political violence and other dysfunctional activities. But have we tried to dig out the rationale behind it, does anyone care what mayhem this state has undergone, do they sympathetize for it. I would take this small opportunity to pacify the biased thoughts.

The crux reason dates back to the era and political turmoil of partition. To think of Calcutta now known as Kolkata used to be compared with the cities like Edinburgh and London. People used to take pride in the charming vibes of the city. That aestheticism and the aura of the city were totally devastated by the sin called the partition. People were forced to leave their homes, their birthplace. They had to squander the dreams which they carried all along their lives. Same intolerable scrape happened with people from Bangladesh.

The plight and the insufferable quandary faced by them in India are never told again; that populace had to come here and faced many hardships and destitutions. Those days the disparity between rich and poor was increasing alarmingly again coupled with the ignorant government residing in Delhi. That enforced these poor and food-ridden people to align and put their belief with the Communist party. It was not with only the Refugees who faced the problem but also other poor and unfortunate people like peasants, laborers also were undergoing the same hardships.

As they say, there are only two categories of people, the torturers and the sufferers. Sufferers are all those people who suffer the pain of poverty and who doesn’t have power to stand against the torturers. Rich always take advantage of the system and annoy the poor.

Communism rose to the power and caught the beacon inspired by Lenin and Mao Zedong. Communist ideology did give the consolation and solace which these poor people were seeking for. The flames were ignited and the dying hopes of poor people were rejuvenated again. As Trotsky would surmise ‘No War No Peace’.

So the present political turbulence does attribute its cause to the incidents happened in the past of Bengal. Did any other state had to suffer like this? It’s important to understand the hardships and trauma which these people have undergone.

The worst part is that some obnoxious weeds still talk vouch about Communism, these people who doesn’t fully understand the conception of Communism; they start to preach about communism. They are the people who try to distract people to other blasphemous causes. They take advantage of the past and hoodwink people .I know Communism is not a very pertinent theory at present times, but people will always ascend whenever the need is there.

Thursday 21 May 2009

Welcome to the Shop

Ok I admit I am stimulated by the blog I read that other day about the resplendent service of Air Deccan, but all and sundry is inspired starting from Satyajit Ray to Marlon Brando. Why me be left behind. Now let’s barge into the real story of Peeliance Defresh which is held by Bambani group.

That day I was ordered to get bread and few eggs I gleefully planted my foot into the Peeliance Defresh which is just below the gym I hop into. The Janitor there is so good that he allows you to take the bag inside without checking anything if you mention you carry a laptop and also if it looks like a laptop bag. I have seen earlier that the items are so fresh that you would be damn lucky to get an item before the expiry date. That day I think I was lucky enough to get the bread which was to be expired just two days before. Lucky me.
But now where are the eggs.Peeliance Defresh staffs (if you find anyone other than the people at billing counter and the soporific janitor) are so good that they keep their customers always on their toes and they force their customer to find the things on their own. I had to make two rounds of the whole shop before I found the eggs lying at the corner.

Excellent now I have both the things. Then I was confronted with the queue which was before the billing counter, Peeliance Defresh people as they would claim they make their customers to stand and give some exercises for the leg. The gym instructors above would be elated.

So I joined the queue. Now this time they take care of their own staffs and help them to improve their mathematical skills. When the magnetic readers are intentionally sabotaged so that the staffs do the manual calculation on their own .Cat aspirants here they come. Now you give them the debit/credit card. Boy now they train their staff on the physical level when they have to run up and down and swipe the card in the card reader which is located at some mysterious arcane place.

Dewar (quoting FIP) meanwhile has scored a century that too in a test match. Then I succeeded by counting the change I got and came out of the shop. I thought the eggs would have hatched by then.
Bambanis now should listen to this and put some IPL players as Peeliance Defresh staff.