The story of my first tattoo!

How often do you swim upstream? Or are you courageous enough to go against the general set of norms to reach your satiety? These questions were hovering about my mind for quite sometime, I wanted a tattoo badly, but I knew that I would receive a strict denial from my father. But I was not…

the finale!

On an otherwise calm morning, the prevalent tranquillity is suddenly punctuated by the incessant rhythmic beatings of the “dhaak”. This is the time I realise that this the last festival of the year- a few days hence, void and vehicle honks will substitute the energetic beats of the “dhaak” and  neon lamps and street lights will make up for the millions…

and ten years in between

Suddenly my phone vibrated, I unlocked the screen to find out there was a new message in our school WhatsApp group, Joydeep has shared a photograph, our sixth standard class photograph! This was shot way back in 2005 and standing at this point of time here in 2015, after a long ten years of time…

bol dugga maa ki joi!!!

It is said that “bangali’r baaro maashe tyaro parbon” (bengali’s  have thirteen occasions in twelve months), DURGA PUJO being the most awaited and celebrated one. It is celebrated not only in Calcutta but also in different parts of the world where Bengalis have settled , be it Sydney, Vancouver or London. The preparation for this…

The curious case of Parker Beta!

Our wait was to end that day. We all waited with baited breath. All of us were eager to embrace that simple, yet such an important change. We would write with a pen that day. Our first encounter with adulthood-a reminder that what we write now would be difficult to erase. In class each and…

from Calcutta with love :)

Though it has been more than a decade that the name of our city has been changed, but I belong to that school of thought who loves that old anglicised version of our city’s sobriquet, “Calcutta” the cultural capital of India. “what Bengal thinks today, India thinks tomorrow”- this had been rightly said as city…