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    ফুটবল বিশ্বকাপের ফাইনাল – বাঙ্গালির সেরা উৎসব

    পাড়ায় পাড়ায় আজ উৎসব। দেওয়ালগুলো সব পোস্টার আর স্লোগানে ভরে গ্যাছে। টিভি তে খবর পড়ুয়ারা সারাদিন ধরে একি কথা ঘ্যানর ঘ্যানর করে বলে চলেছে। মিষ্টির দোকানে দাঁরে বসা কাকাতুয়া টা পর্যন্ত শুনে শুনে নির্ভুল পরিসংখ্যান আওড়াচ্ছে! সকালে বাজার যাওয়ার পথে দাঁড়িয়ে একবার আলোচনা সেরে নিয়েছেন অ-বাবু। ক-বাবু টেক-স্যাভি। সেকটর পাঁচ এ কাজ করেন। তাই মাছের দরদাম করার ফাঁকে নিজের স্মার্ট ফোনে চেক করে নিচ্ছেন, বিশেষজ্ঞ দের মতামত জেনে নিচ্ছেন। মাছওলার ও কৌতূহল কম না। তাই ক-বাবু কে জিগ্যেস করে সেও জেনে নিল বিজ্ঞ ব্যাক্তি দের মতামত। দ-বাবু দুধ-অলার সঙ্গে এক ঘণ্টা ধরে পুঙ্খানুপুঙ্খ বিচার করেও কিছু স্থির করে উঠতে পারলেন…

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    A Meal to Impress

    Perhaps the greatest advantage of growing up in a suburban home in the southern West Bengal is the abundance of great fresh foods and the faith that grows with it – food is sacred. And when you pair this with a family of traditional food lovers, the result is nothing short of magic. It is therefore imperative that food was as ingrained in our lives as was possible. A lot of our conversations revolved around food. We had our seasonal specials like the sundried raw mangoes marinated in fragrant spices and dipped in mustard oil in summer, or the ripe…

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    Of Mountains, Lakes and a Few Great Humans

        How time flies! Just looked at the blog and realized that I haven’t posted anything in over a month. I have been away too long. I have been busy. Like a busy little bee.     My work is as bad as ever, I moved to a new place, setting it up and settling down. Plus I took a mini vacation to a cosy little town in the foothills of a snowy mountain.     Truth is, it was exhilarating. While the rest of the world was busy in the live commentary of their lives on social media,…

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    An Open Letter to the Advertising Masterminds

    Dear Advertising Masterminds,          Good morning. You probably are too busy now, brainstorming the next catch-phrase that would take the nation by storm and make its way into common man’s vocabulary. I understand. And I promise I won’t take much of your time. But before I begin let me introduce myself. My name is Rajrupa and I am someone you would call a target demographic or perhaps simply a consumer! I love the commercials you make, so much so that I never let my husband change the TV channel during a commercial break. I also religiously spend…

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    Z Zaps!

         And zap! Just like that four years were over and it was time for us to leave, creating space for others. There was no return now. We had grown up. While I wrap my reminiscing up, I am relieved too that the blogging marathon is finally over! As I run to rest I leave you with this video: Love, © copyright 2015 – All rights reserved Riot of Random

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    Y yaps Yet

    Yet, those four years were magical. Very possibly the best years of my life. It appears to me suddenly that in the previous two posts I have been coming across as a cynic. Perhaps now that I am sufficiently distanced (7 years a long time) from the life we had in college, I am able to develop a different perspective. Yet, no matter how I wonder now at our naivety, somehow those feelings of joy, ecstasy and bliss spring up and scream “we were real”. And they were. No matter how silly they seem to me right now, those carefree…

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    X Examines the X-es

               In a community that was as tightly knit as ours, it was scandalous to have ex-es around. Raw tensions, fist fights, cat fights, cold wars and what not.           Girl#1’s ex is boy#1. Girl#1 dumps boy#1 for boy#2. Now boy#1 is girl#2’s boyfriend. Boy#3 likes girl#1 but girl#1 takes him only as a friend so he is with girl#3. Boy#4 likes girl#2 but is upset because she’s already committed. Girl#3 chose boy#3 over boy#5 even though she likes boy#1. Boy#3 tells girl#1 how much he hates girl#3. Girl#1 tells girl#3 that boy#3 hates her. When confronted…

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    W walks (the) Walk

              Those of us who had a boyfriend or a girlfriend walked a lot. Evenings saw couples walking their heels off (literally) along the picturesque roads of the township.   Past the hospital, around the main gate, by the administrative building, round the theatre hall and along the lake we just roamed and roamed. Couples – tall and short, thin and fat, happy and grumpy. But almost all with a paper bag in hand – a paper bag of snacks. A samosa here to a cutlet there – sharing food, conversation and love. The walk almost always…

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    V vitrifies Vodka

           It’s true. When Vodka is vitrified it becomes Bhang. Or something like that. Ok I am blabbering. Thinking about the episode back in college always makes me blabber.          Engineers celebrate Vishwakarma Day. In our college it was a pretty big festival. Inside the Engineering Worksop lab the deity was placed and worshipped in an elaborate manner.           But the most looked forward part of the day was the afternoon when after participating in the day long kite flying competition, boys made the bhang. In the most un-traditional way! Along with all the traditional ingredients went some other…

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    U unfolds U-phoria

              U-phoria indeed. The rush of joy that washes over when it all comes to a sweet conclusion. It was the same feeling when they announced my name off the list confirming that I got the job. I was ecstatic. With such a great headache gone even before the start of the next term, the final year promised to be a lot of fun. But there was more. The beckoning of a new life, altogether my own, as a grown up independent individual was alluring too. Oh life was going to be so fun now! Own place,…