North Kolkata Calling !!

Most of the TV Serials, shown in various channels, are rubbish . Trying to sell dreams that does not exists at the present day world. Will never come back-try however we may !! They are histories . So why this hypocrisy !

Once upon a time there lived a wise man. Someone found that he was living among fools. He decides to change the situation. The wise man finally falls among wisemen. He soon realises that ' Wisemen were behaving like fools and fools were behaving like Wisemen' Then who is a fool and who is the wiser ?

Mr. Wilson, who had a beautiful wife, was a merciless drunkard . Although having a prosperous business he was always running out of money. The only thing that mattered to him was that his wisky bottle should remain intact...Full..that is ! As it happens in such cases he was in debt..heavily put down and depressed. Mrs. Wilson was quite aware of it. Till now she took care to see that he was always provided. But the limit of tolerance sometime diminishes with circumstances not entirely favourable. It was evening and as usual Mr. Wilson was heavily drunk. Soon his mood turned towards philosophy..philosophy and philosopy. " Nothing , my darling , nothing , " he mused. " Did you say anything, darling ?" " Nothing " he repeated. " Do you want anything darling?" " Nothing." " Darling, that you will find in the Wisky Bottle."

It was an early winter morning. The sun was rising and everything was happening as it should happen. But something was happening that should not have happened. A man with an airgun was aiming at a beautiful thrush.Something fell from the top of a tree. There was a brief movement. The dawn broke and everything happened as it usually happens.