North Kolkata Calling !!

It all began when my sister requested me to write out a story in bengali. She repeatedly told me to make it short as the publisher (whom she knew) wanted it to be so.  Although I told her I was out of practice yet she insisted.  So finally I decided to give it a try. After a lot of hesitation I prepared myself to go for it.  I wrote out few sentences and it provoked me to write on and on. I was perhaps carried away till I suddenly found  out that I was writing an 'Uppanyas'(Novel). I informed my sister about this development and was shocked to learn that the publisher wanted only a short ' Romyorochono'.   She however tried to encourage me to complete it and look for some other big publishers like Anandabazar, Bartaman etc. What a predicament ! However by this time I was sufficiently stirred and there was no stopping. Hence I decided to go for both Romyorochona and Uppanyas. And here I am sweating i...

I am about to write about a dream that I dreamt today-that too in my afternoon sleep. Wonder how food affects our thought that finally somehow turns into dreams. Well probably there were other factors included that  helped to manipulate my feelings and hence such day dreaming! Now comes the hardest part, I mean, to express my dream in words and sentences. I will however give it a try.    Sorry for creating an environment of over expectations but the fact remains that it was a wee and scattered dream -as usually dreams are.    I found myself among students- both boys and girls- of probably some local school wearing white dresses with red ties. They were absorbed in a running kind of game. It was a medium sized park and I was sitting on a bench quite far away from them. Suddenly one of them came running towards me. She was trying to express her feelings- probably complaining about something. I tried harder and harder to understand ...