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Durga Puja adda 2016 !

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Katthak Dance Sitar

Chatu Babu Latu Babu's Jhulan Jatra 2016

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Mr.Bachchan & Rani Mukherjee !

I am from Kolkata but at present in Bangalore for sometime. Today I woke up early and was enjoying the morning sitting at the balcony of our flat. For no reason at all it occurred to me that I have failed in my life completely and the reason- I thought-  was perhaps of finding no one to guide me in my  early life. It was then-that I thought of the film 'Black' and wondered how nice it would have been had I been fortunate enough to get a teacher like the role played by Mr.Bachchan. That particular movie (I think the best of Mr.Bachchan & Rani) have touched my heart to a large extent!

Music adda at Chatu Babu's House !

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Why TV Serials are so boring ?

I have been watching some TV Serials.Frankly speaking after  watching some- I got bored !All serials seem to have- more or less- same situations- same predicaments, and almost same  stratagies ! What may be the reason ? Want of ideas ? Probably the producers would be able to know better. But couldn't these serials be cut short-maybe for a month or so !!  Most serials seem to be interesting for a month -after which the same boring formula begins !    

Ustd. Ali Akbar Khan & Pdt. Samta Prashad !

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The very name "Chatu Babu Latu Babu"   is well known  in Bengal if not in India. Chatu Babu was a musician and  probably the first Bengali Sitarist. His Guru in Sitar was probably Reza Khan- the man most  responsible for building  up the musical instrument. Ustd. Ali Akbar Khan &Pdt.Samta Prashad at Chatu Babu Latu Babus Thakurbari

Remembering Satyajit Roy.

It was on the 70s when Aranyer Din Ratri was released.During that  period we were restless young men -looking out for adventures like  all other young rascals of similar age.Sorry to use the word 'rascal'  but to some extent this is true for young men round the world ! We  were curious & inquisitive to know whatever was happening far and  near or to say- in a simple manner-under the sky. We used to spend most of our time in Madan Cabin-a local tea shop run by an ever smiling Madan Babu. This was the place where every kind of gossips got their priority accordingly. It was probably a Sunday morning adda that we were having at the  cabin when suddenly Bhoja (a local) came rushing towards us. He  seemed quite exited and within few minutes gave us the information  that he was dying to give ! The information- in short- was that police raided a nearby Company and sealed it. The company was probably...