".. Lajja, lajja, hay e ki lajja ! ..."
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"jahara tomar bishaieche bayu / Nibhaiche tobo alo .. "
jahara tomar sommanere dhulate mishalo;
jahara tomar uttarayaner akash koreche kalo ;
Tumi tader khoma koro na he, beshona tader bhlao !

-- Realisation of 25th, the day of our national shame.

It is a height of shame to come to know that Gurudeb Rabindranath's properties were stolen from the Museum itself at Shantiniketan ... What a shame! It is a disgrace for us, Bengalees. It is unfortunate that Rabindranath was born a Bengali, we are just not worthy of possessing a genius of his level.

May be one day the thieves will be caght but what about the theft? The very attempt of stealing his properties and our failure to protect that .. what an image we now offer to the rest of the world?

WE, ourselves, will worship him very soon on the event of 25 Baishakh, (May 8) on the poet's birthday .. but we should ask the question to ourselves .. are we suited for it .. do we have any right to do so ?

remembering Jibananada - "odbhut andhar aaj esheche e prithibite aaj .."

What would you call it? .. slumber ? .. well, fair enough, I have woken up from my slumber after a long time .. the last a few weeks were full of work .. exams, deadlines, and other things in life which can not be put aside (eg. watching India-Pak matches)..

Lots of things changed in between .. I finally found someone in TIFR whom I can talk to .. talk about Suman, Rabindra sangeet, poems, bengali literature .. movies .. things of my choice .. and finally I am amidst a company of (seemingly) good people (perhaps!).

My health condition has improved, at the cost of huge amount of money though .. my mother's health is also improving there in Kolkata.. I am finding some good professors who are friendly .. in a nutshell I am back to a LIFE which is beautiful ..

Meanwhile I heard two of my friends have become parents .. and one of them has already started searching for peace as he is signing off his mails wishing all "peace" .. :-)

And the best part is .. I am finding myself at home as I have been going to the Bango Sanskriti Sommelan in Mumbai organised by Persidency college alumni association for the last three days .. after a long time I am attending functions of Rabindrasangeet, abritti (recitation), Rabindra Nritya natyo (dance drama).. a feeling to be at Rabindra Sadan, Nandan 'chottor' (area), a place so close to my heart!

A lovable piece of lyrics .. from one of my favourite songs ..
Written by Neil Diamond

Young child with dreams
Dream ev'ry dream on your own
When children play
seems like you end up alone
Papa says he'd love to be with you
If he had the time
So you turn on the only friend you can find
There in your mind

Shilo, when I was young
I used to call you name
When no one else would come
Shilo, you always came
And we'd play

Young girl with fire
Something said she understood
I wanted to fly
She made me feel like I could

Held my hand out, and I let her take me
Blind as a child
All I saw was the way that she made me smile
She made me smile

Shilo, when I was young
I used to call you name
When no one else would come
Shilo, you always came
And you'd stay

Had a dream, and it filled me with wonder
She had other plans
"Got to go, and I know that you'll understand"
I understand

Shilo, when I was young
I used to call you name
When no one else would come
Shilo, you always came
Come today ...