Poetic and Prosaic Writeups

The thought behind the poem “Lesson from the Rain” Yes, sometimes we laugh away the trivial matters saying that they have no value at all. However, this should be noted that trivial things lead to perfection. “Little drops of water/ Little grains of sand/ make the mighty ocean/ And the pleasant land.” So, what we come to notice is the life force of puny objects in this regard. Whatever or whoever is belittled, will come out to light one very day. Because of our arrogance and envy, we belittle others. However, when that puny object or tiny person takes a voluminous shape, we run away at that time. This is evident from the pitter-patter of the raindrops. They slowly but surely take turn to cats and dogs rain. Hence, without demeaning someone or something, we should always try to honour every living creature. Nobody knows which divine force is underlying in whom. Therefore, we should always try to learn from everyone or from everything. Every little thing can be the source ...

The feature -- "Merriment Mixed with Lessons" The beating on the drums, the cloudless, azure sky, and the swaying Kash flowers tinged with the mild fragrance of the Shiuli functioning as the harbingers of the greatest festival of Bengal, provide an opportunity to feel the gala moment even more prominently to all and sundry. Like the previous years, this year too, the eager await for the Durga Puja finally came to an end.                                                             It was Mahasasthi , when my maternal aunt came from Burdwan to Uttarpara. On the same day, Granny stepped into the house after some time. Their arrival added more joy to the festive mood. We exclaimed in utmost gladness, “What a pleasant surprise!” That I was stitching the blouses of my Granny can be recal...