Wandering scribbler..

One of the many things that I miss the most about not having Dadi around is, whenever we left for school,my father to his office in the morning. I used to say "Dadi jachi" (Dadi I am going) to which she would scold me lovingly and say "jachi bolte hoyna bolo ami ashchi"(You shouldn't say you are going, say I am going, to come back) and then she used to fold her hands and say " Dugga Dugga ".  I would always purposely make this mistake of saying "ami jachi" almost every day so that she would correct me affectionately. I would ask her to say "Dugga dugga" again and again for extra protection and sometimes I would imitate her saying Dugga Dugga myself. But whenever she said that I would feel safe inside, such that all the obstacles and problems on the way are cleared.  Now nobody says Dugga Dugga when I leave home but when I look at her picture smiling at me before I leave, I can feel it somewhere inside me a faint but vivid soun...

What is it about unattainable men that attracts us to them? Why do women almost always fall for men who they can't have? That unkept beard, that careless smile and eyes like the lake shinning in the moonlight! Huhh! That's my kind of 'Mr Impossible' but I am sure most women will have their own 'Mr Impossible' in mind!(There isn't any dearth of careless cute guys oblivious to the trouble they cause to our poor hearts!)  Anyone at any stage of their lives can have a crush! As I always tell my friends its never too late to have a little bit of flutter in your stomach. Maybe it will make you love and pay attention to yourself a little more.  Has someone ever made you so nervous that you eat your words and forget to eat the food in front of you?  When your crushing on someone you remember their each and every word and gesture.  Every time your eyes meet your heart skips a beat. And you wonder if they're feeling the same.    You stalk them on all possib...

I have reached a point where I have a lot of thoughts and words in my mind but none of them end up turning into a complete blogpost. Perhaps I have lost the patience to sit and complete a post or maybe I've become lazier than I was before. But whatever it is I am here now in front of my laptop to write something which I hope will make up for the long break I took from blogging. As they say Pujo is a state of mind for the people of Bengal. Pujo is not only a religious occasion for the intellectual, communist state of ours but it is a thought where faith meets art, craftsmanship, imagination and creation. Pujo Pandals in Kolkata are made not only for the sole purpose of worshipping the goddess but every year they come up with a new theme to suit the taste of the average finicky Bengali!   Durga Pujo in Kolkata is not a festival but a 4 day long celebration where the whole city gathers together like a big family to welcome the Goddess. People buy and gift new clothe...