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Stanley Ka Dabba

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That day I watched the movie ,'Stanley Ka Dabba' and there were so many things that I liked in this movie. And before I start I would like to say that this is not a film review. From the very beginning of this film our suspense is heightened by the fact that all the students bring their 'Dabbas' or tiffin boxes except Stanley. Why does he not bring his tiffin box? The audience can anticipate that something perhaps has gone wrong with his family. Everyone in the class share their tiffin with him happily because Stanley is one such person who is loved by all because of his social habits and having a thinking ability beyond his age. Then there is the Hindi teacher who never brings his 'Dabba' and shamelessly fills his stomach by simply taking tiffins from the other teachers in the staff room during the recess and spare his students as well. He is a man obsessed with food, while Stanley is a child labour in a small place run by his 'Chacha' (uncle) and cann...

Kolkata and me

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As I promised to you Souvik,this blog post is about Kolkata-the way I have seen it and the way I have known it.Good and bad are two sides of the same coin.If one is lucky,one is able to witness or experience the good.But I guess I am in between the good and bad.The good that I have got from Kolkata in the last two years of-my college,my knowing you more as a human,my first taste of adulthood and my being self reliant and a little fame.Well let me put it in this way.This 'city of joy',I feel has accommodated me,accepted me but I am still not ready to accept it.Thus this city often proves to be an emblem of threat to me.It is challenging for a small town girl like me to adjust herself in new circumstances easily.I have been misunderstood at many places in my stay in Kolkata,more so because it takes me time to mix up with people and my self pride does not really allow me to correspond with morons who have no self-respect and are aimless and think to do some sort of favour to me ...

Being Modern

Modernity is very much distinct from fashion. The will to heroize the present is called modernity. Fashion is merely related to calling into question the course of time.Smoking or mating cannot really be defined as signs of being modern. Many people merely adapted as a fashion statement or more so because of peer pressure. But being modern is all about broadening the mental horizon. In 'Chokher Bali' by Rabindranath Tagore the character named Binodini, is modern but very unfortunate of her to be born in an age where her perception of things were generally regarded as 'Ashubho'(unfortunate). She bestowed with the spirit and courage of a man being born a woman. She learned English when the Indian society despised it and did not chop off a hair after becoming a widow which was the custom during that time in India. We can also recall Ishwarchandra Vidyasagar in this context. Starting widow remarriage and child education at a time when the time was against it, is called bein...

How noble thoughts become a burden

Brains can so us no good,only our minds can and the more i listen to the popular track of Johm Lennon's 'IMAGINE', this thought of mine gets confirmed.There is one line in this song which attracts me to it more than any other line and that is 'imagine all the people living for today'.The inevitable question that comes is how many of us really live for the present?Even i don't and i wish i could.A place in eternity with no country,no religion,no heaven and no hell and possession indeed is a rare piece of thought for such an existence of almost nothing with just the sky above is what lennon asks us to imagine and knowing the lesser mortal capacity himself answers in his song 'i wonder if you can'.When he sings 'they may say i am a dreamer,but i am not the only one',is indeed linked with when he sings 'i hope someday you join us'-how many of us can really dare to dream such a noble thought of unity.We are all busy with ourselves.Nothing beyo...