Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
Love
Love
Love is the force stronger than the strongest,
It unites and conquers the world;
Spread the wings of love and soar high in the sky,
Land at any place you like or even dislike.
Sail on the love boat in deep sea
Cross the unfathomable depth and
Land in unknown territory,
Love the white,
Love the black,
Love the yellow,
Love all.
Love saves the world from dooms day,
Love the believer whatever be his god;
Love the non believer
Let love be his God.
Love is a cushion that absorbs all shock,
Love is a medicine that cures all disease.
Love is a bus that reaches every destination.
Cross the boundary and make a new kingdom of Love,
Emotion is its capital with headquarters in the castle called heart.
Love is the force stronger than the strongest,
It unites and conquers the world;
Spread the wings of love and soar high in the sky,
Land at any place you like or even dislike.
Sail on the love boat in deep sea
Cross the unfathomable depth and
Land in unknown territory,
Love the white,
Love the black,
Love the yellow,
Love all.
Love saves the world from dooms day,
Love the believer whatever be his god;
Love the non believer
Let love be his God.
Love is a cushion that absorbs all shock,
Love is a medicine that cures all disease.
Love is a bus that reaches every destination.
Cross the boundary and make a new kingdom of Love,
Emotion is its capital with headquarters in the castle called heart.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Slumdog and poverty sells
If poverty sells, sell it. You have it, but you are ashamed. No way.
Even after even after 60 years of independence you are not ashamed to have poverty or the slums. You have social stratification, barriers and lots of evils which many new nations do not have. If you are not ashamed to have all this, why bother if somebody sells it. I only feel that there is good economics behind it, there is good economics after it. Secondly, Rubina and the like kids will at least feel inspired that they can end up or show up anywhere in company of anybody, even the Hollywood stars. This removes nervousness and gives confidence to people.
Its good.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Touring United States of America 10th May 2008
Today is the 10th day of May 2008. Its 7-25 pm Kolkata time now. We four are going to the United States. Me, wife Ajanta Sengupta, my in laws Kajal and Ranjit Mukherjee completed all the formalities and are waiting in the lounge to board the plain. We were a bit nervous as it would be our first step outside India. Our present destination is Dubai. We are boarding the Emirates Airline flight No EK 0549. The departure time is 20-30 Indian time.
We reached the Airport at 4-35 p.m. We were accompanied by Mouri, Laltu, Poto, and Bijoy. We started at 3-30 p.m from residence and reached RD Auddy Lane. My in-laws started from there with Mouri and Laltu. We made a convoy to reach the airport.
We went inside for check in at 5-10 p.m. Our baggage was sent through x-ray machines. We made to the Emirates counter where our luggage was weighed and sent through for direct transit to Houston via Dubai. We took boarding passes for both the flights.
Next we went to the Immigration Counters. I had to answer a few questions on my profession, destination, and our sponsors in USA.
We got our hand bags checked in and waited in the lounge with passengers cleared for boarding the plane.
Soon we heard the boarding announcements. Sick, infirm and persons traveling with babies were called first followed by passengers in groups according to their rows of sitting in the plane.
A bus took us just about hundred steps away to the stair case of flight no EK0549 and it was 15 minutes to departure at 20-30 p.m. It was an A 300-200.
We reached the Airport at 4-35 p.m. We were accompanied by Mouri, Laltu, Poto, and Bijoy. We started at 3-30 p.m from residence and reached RD Auddy Lane. My in-laws started from there with Mouri and Laltu. We made a convoy to reach the airport.
We went inside for check in at 5-10 p.m. Our baggage was sent through x-ray machines. We made to the Emirates counter where our luggage was weighed and sent through for direct transit to Houston via Dubai. We took boarding passes for both the flights.
Next we went to the Immigration Counters. I had to answer a few questions on my profession, destination, and our sponsors in USA.
We got our hand bags checked in and waited in the lounge with passengers cleared for boarding the plane.
Soon we heard the boarding announcements. Sick, infirm and persons traveling with babies were called first followed by passengers in groups according to their rows of sitting in the plane.
A bus took us just about hundred steps away to the stair case of flight no EK0549 and it was 15 minutes to departure at 20-30 p.m. It was an A 300-200.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Why I am here
Predictably till now my blog is seen by fewer people than I expected. May be in due course I shall be able to make it look nicer with postings more relevant to the visitors.
I mailed my blog address to all my e-friends and they are a long list. I expect comments to pour in gradually.
I was trying find out something which keeps me busy writing things. My literary adventures never took off. All my previous attempts ended up in some publications here and there. Some in my younger days showed up in annual numbers of magazines and others in some professional journals.
As food sustains the body, appreciation sustains literary efforts. I want my blog to be a place where people can appreciate each other or may be suggest some changes here and there. I hope at least the blog will give me the reason to write and exist.
About the title of my blog I say that the word ‘share’ is gradually vanishing in to-day's world. People have become impatient to admit the existence of others.I believe that impatience is not the only way to exist. There are other alternatives too. Once you are a human being your are to stay and stare and say and share. So far as I am concerned, I want to touch as many as I can before bidding good bye-.
I mailed my blog address to all my e-friends and they are a long list. I expect comments to pour in gradually.
I was trying find out something which keeps me busy writing things. My literary adventures never took off. All my previous attempts ended up in some publications here and there. Some in my younger days showed up in annual numbers of magazines and others in some professional journals.
As food sustains the body, appreciation sustains literary efforts. I want my blog to be a place where people can appreciate each other or may be suggest some changes here and there. I hope at least the blog will give me the reason to write and exist.
About the title of my blog I say that the word ‘share’ is gradually vanishing in to-day's world. People have become impatient to admit the existence of others.I believe that impatience is not the only way to exist. There are other alternatives too. Once you are a human being your are to stay and stare and say and share. So far as I am concerned, I want to touch as many as I can before bidding good bye-.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Middle of the Forest
He stands high in the middle of the forest,
Last light of the sun fades,
On the trees and there he grows taller and taller.
All alone he listens to the
Bird song – Blue and white birds sing
On the treetops, inside the coves.
The stream also starts singing
And the young moon dances to the tune
With the white clouds.
And he grows and grows
With the breeze that blows across the ocean
Bringing along the sweet smell
From the alien land.
Last light of the sun fades,
On the trees and there he grows taller and taller.
All alone he listens to the
Bird song – Blue and white birds sing
On the treetops, inside the coves.
The stream also starts singing
And the young moon dances to the tune
With the white clouds.
And he grows and grows
With the breeze that blows across the ocean
Bringing along the sweet smell
From the alien land.
Come the way I like you
Many years and nights you kept me sleepless
Wish I could gift one to you.
See we walked down the highway on summer
Evenings and you nurtured
The soft fire inside your heart.
The road, the trees and the
Air still remember us
And I talk to them.
And we wait for you.
Come with your small young face which I have cherished all these years,
Come with your frail young body
Come with that soft shy smile
Come with that soft fire inside your breast.
I waited so long
Come the way I like you.
Else don’t come at all.
Wish I could gift one to you.
See we walked down the highway on summer
Evenings and you nurtured
The soft fire inside your heart.
The road, the trees and the
Air still remember us
And I talk to them.
And we wait for you.
Come with your small young face which I have cherished all these years,
Come with your frail young body
Come with that soft shy smile
Come with that soft fire inside your breast.
I waited so long
Come the way I like you.
Else don’t come at all.
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