Memories & More

Shampa Dasgupta A little over 33 years ago, a young girl of 23 with the bright red vermilion on her parting spilling onto her forehead, proclaiming her status a new bride, stepped on platform no.1 of Secunderabad Railway Station, apprehension and excitement writ all over her face. They were there – old friends of her new husband, their beaming faces and helping hands making it …

Of Tigers, Other Animals And What We Forget

Koyal Roy The time is 8:30 or so in the morning. We are eight of us in an open gypsy, tearing our way through the jungles of Tadoba. Summer is already way ahead here and the previous afternoon the safari turned out to be hot, humid and uncomfortable, but today the air is cooler, the jungle – peaceful and intimate, apart from being friendlier, notwithstanding …

Some Random Musings On Renaming

Anindita Chowdhury When I was about seven or eight years old I was distinctly under the impression that the roads of Kolkata had two names – just like me. One a pet name and the other, as Indians are prone to say, the ‘good name’. For instance, the short and crisp ‘Amherst Street’ also had a long drawn, formal sounding name – ‘Raja Rammohan Sarani’. …

The Other Side Of The Medal

Col R K Bhattacharya I have been in Kolkata for the past six years. Since I never required heavy winter clothing here I finally decided to discard some of them. My long association with counter insurgency in Jammu & Kashmir had led me to accumulate too many of these heavy woollens but they had become redundant in the warm weather of Kolkata . I picked …

Ancient Echoes

Soumalya Chakraborty The strains of a mysterious tune wafted through the night. It floated through the misty forest and found its way to a small cottage by the woods. As 10-year-old Marie was preparing to climb into her cozy bed, the music reached and almost immediately enthralled her. Marie and her mother, Giselle, had moved into the cottage after they lost Paul, Marie’s father, in …

Sister Nivedita – Offering At The Altar of Mother India

Shantanu Dey A famous Bengali poet once wrote – উমা হৈমবতীর অর্ঘ্য পেল ওলাই চন্ডী কি তায় বেসান্ত পাবে সে নৈবেদ্য অর্পিত যা নিবেদিতায়। The meaning of this verse, though not literal, is that the tribute or offering meant for the divine mother Durga goes to a local goddess. Annie Besant, best known for her theosophical society background and political work got recognition which was …

A Century of Light – Fantasy Turns Into Reality

A K Chakrabarti “Aalo, aamar alo ogo, aalo bhuvan bhara..” ( Light, Oh Light, The world is vivid with light) – with these few lines in verse, Tagore described the celebration of life, illuminated by the wonderful rays of light. The universe is full of light, and of energy. Tagore imagined the ‘dancing light waves’ – a phenomenon that had puzzled the scientists for over …