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Thursday, August 27, 2009

Changing Guard in the Tube.

For the last two and a half decade, Metro Railways have always been the most sophisticated journey, a person can access to in Kolkata. The footfall accounts over 5 lakhs per day, with the very own Bengali festival days sees a footfall that exceeds a ten lakh! Awsome figure. A journey that took hardly 35 minutes from the North extreme of Kolkata to the Southern extreme, which on any other road transportation, given the lower passage way in the mega city would surely have taken more than two hour to complete!

With the name of Mahanayak Uttam Kumar, the film icon of Bengali Movie industry, the new stations inaurganated by the Union Rail Minister, Ms. Mamata Banerjee on 21st August met with awe, when the minister didn't invite the State Chief Minister, Mr. B. Bhattacharya for the occasion. Standing in the state capital, the State all in one was not commenced, and Ms. Banerjee let the gree flag wave announcing the metro service to be extended in the passage that would set in four new stations, that is operational, since 22nd Aug, 2009.

The "beneficial act for the public" comes with a number of debates. The primary one that is already mentioned is the non-invitation to the CM. Well, the aversion for the TMC leader and the Union Rail minister that has been groomed since 2006 comes fore front and the tussle remains to get more bitter!

The opposition, i.e the state government supremo, Mr. Bhattacharya comes up with the following: "naming stations in the name of great people doesn't justify their greatness". What he must have meant is that since the TMC leader has taken the decision to name the stations without their consent, means she has done a grave mistake as the names are not for the common day's use!!! Good thought, but then we have to change a number of things in Kolkata drastically!

How about renaming GORKY Sadan? GORKY was a communist leader! How about changing Mahatma Gandhi Road to? What about Lenin Sarani! There people are Wlaking on the "chest of Lenin!" Lets get out of Kolkata, get into Birbhum! How about the names of the schools for government concern which is anmed after some local CPM MLA/MP's name, who had nothing to do before their death, for that school? --- Think the CM is not talking very sense!

The new stations and the their actual locations:

Garia Bazar - Kabi Nazrul [Emminent poet of Bengal]
Naktala- Gitanjali [The Noble winning Literature by Rabindranath Tagore]
Bansdroni- Master Da Surya Sen [ Emminent freedom fighter from Bengal]
Kudghat- Netaji [Freedom fighter with a World Fame]

Apart from the above, what Ms. Banerjee gifted the Artist Forum and the filmstars, is to rechristen Tollygunge Metro Station to Mahanayak Uttam Kumar, the man of dreams, with his heartiest smile!

Please refer to the chart below for a full details of the route:

The fun has started again. Today, 26th of August, 2009 there has been clashes all around by the CPM supported organizations and they all target the railways! Reason unknown!

Mr. Buddhadeb Bhattacharya, if you have the thirst of doing something good, then please spare the common people from the harrassment. Bengal has seen enough, like brain drain. You know the reason Mr. Bhattacharya? Because of slow paced work that Bengal work culture has. Why? Union! Politics!

Please do something for us, or else we all shall slowly go away, then whom will you all rule? The pet dogs that you all have. This is addressed to all the political parties. Please be civilized first!

Friday, August 21, 2009

Pujas Again... 2009.

Every year, this had always been a scheduled duty to remind the blog readers with the article entitled some where like this. "Pujo ese gelo.." or "Pujas are coming..."

Every year the occassion repeats, but has a new meaning. Some thing or the other changes in every one's life but the expectation of the festive season remains unchanged! Quoting a very good friend of mine from Presi Dayz, namely Moitreyi, who said Change is always constant! Today, I have a very different status to adore my belongings! Although my office will be open on Saptami i.e 25th of August, I shall be taking it off! Actually my Pujas had always started from Sasthi, the "sixth day", but this time round, this is ought to change!

After I got the licence to roam around alone, since 2001, for the past 5 years I have been engaged heavily with friends and close ones! In this transaction have always lost some quality time with my family, especially my mom. Hence this time around, I have planned that Saptami will be a morning tour with mom, to places in the morning as mom cannot withstand too much of commotion and the evening will be with one piece of the S5, Sangbaran. Asthumi and Nabami with friends, special people in my life and the way life shall continue!

Waiting for September 25th then... Pujas...Durga Pujas...please come with all the expected grandeur!!!

Monday, August 10, 2009

Mangalkot: A place in Mangal...Mars!!!

Before anything can pass into your head, have a look in here to marinate yourself for the reality to come through my keyboard, very very soon! Have a look int this picture and tell me what is it?

The above two are simple pictures, snapped from Wikipaedia account for Democracy, and mind it, India is well placed in the safe zone for Democracy.

Now come to West Bengal.

All the pictures change in the micro-environment of a state, tainted Red in the regime of a party that supposedly has become an instituition in almost every right. After all, over 35 years of sitting at the helm of the State Machinery, that's over 50% time of a nation's independence is nothing but credit, something that they will try to bite into and cling forever!

But as mentioned always, the air is changing..and so is the picture of a "peaceful, no terrorism state" turning violent each and every day. The reason is simple, weakening roots always pay the price of the tree, making sounds of breakage or wreckage!

I have been mentioning a number of times over the net, in my blog, about the suppressive politics that Bengal foresees, but today everything is reaching to an over saturated status. Recently concluded march to Mangalkot, Burdwan, West Bengal, India. A good lineage eh?! People from the opposition party voiced their protest over the whimses of the state government, declaring CURFEW and 144 in the region. The region has become un-accessible to the world, even the media. Some people who wants to enter the zone are being beaten up by the state machinery, who keeps mumb over the situation! The recent being the beating up of the Trinamool Congress meeting towards the outskirts of Mangalkot, which was outside the the Curfew territory. The authority beat up, but in the following media presentation, thanks to Star Ananda, you will find two in black T-Shirt amongst the police cordon beating up the opposition as if they were dogs! Who are these "Colour Dressed Police?" CPM Goons? Cadres? They are CPM Hooligans! See the video for yourself!

Want to place any comments? Please do... As it is West Bengal is in Crisis for the past 15 years!

Saturday, August 08, 2009

Hola, The 26th Mile!

Many people whom I expected a Call from will remember that missed the Train I was on when I was crossing the 26th Mile! That too, if they come by this blog article.

Many people will realise that I crossed the 26th Mile on August 8th, 2009 and may be spare me a congratulation on a belated note!

Many realizations will come by, but one realization always pins me into a renewed stream of sadness, that along with the 26th Mile, I have, invested in this day a sense of missing, catering it's 5th round in a row, when I see the seat beside me empty, where my Dad once held, a very special place. Especially, Aminia, where every birthday, till 1998 had I dinner of my favourite Biriyani with Mom and Dad! A school of thought, well said and remembered again.

Yes, the 26th mile is crossed with a tick on the ZEROth Hour on 8th August 2009. A small presentation, loved by mom, gifted to me a long time back [When I was nothing but Idle], is regifted to myself on this day. Have a look... just as silently I do!


Wednesday, August 05, 2009

Mistakes, even after death!

Comrade Subhash Chakraborty takes his last abode to heaven, but mistakes keep on get committed.

Just as shocking the news was, for Mr. Chakraborty conducted a meeting a week ago, regarding the transportation hindrances that the State vehicles had, last. Yesterday, his dead body gets burnt in the cremation center, in South Kolkata.

Approximately, two years ago, another Comrade, Mr. Anil Biswas also bid farewell to this worldly affairs, but never could one recall the mass and magnitude of crowd that congregated on the streets of Kolkata, to bid their last respect to the graet leader, whose comments were random and direct from the heart. He was the only man who feared none and even talked against the government as well as party policies, directly on face, being part of the Govt as well as the party. This did make the chairs of some emminent people tremble, but Mr. Subhash Chakraborty was a man of substance, help and goodwill.

Be it sports to personal studies, the man stood by the weak! Although, such a blog might seem rare, but I give you Lal-Salaam, on your way up there!

But there are mistakes, and over here there had been a big blunder... just see the picture and you will understand! Absurd and irresponsible reporting. The pic mentioned alongside the article is the former Lok Sabha Speaker, Mr. Somnath Chatterjee!!! [He is still alive!!!]

Sunday, August 02, 2009

Friends... Friendship...etc...

Mind If I tell you a swine? If you mind, you are not my friend, for my friends know, why I asked you or better say, called you so!

How about getting all the doors locked behind and call upon the hectic schedule... You B**T***D! i guess you can understand what that means?! You are not a mumbo jumbo for not understanding that! Are you?

This is not a day to commemorate the past, for the first Sunday, every August is nothing but a gizmo deviced by the Archies and other card manufacturers to sell their cards! My Airtel already pounced in a sms declaring that the free sms plan will be off today, i.e 2nd August 2009. The simple reason, it's a friendship day! The young generation will ping out the smses: Hi...Happy Friendship Day or it can go like this Dear, wish you a very very very very.... [x million times] Happy Friendship Day! Alternatively, some on like me, can take the opportunity to wish the people in advance:

[dt: 01-08-2009]
Kal hain friendship day,
Aj hain sms free.
Kal nahee!
Iss liye Yara,
Kabul karlo apna yeh paigam..
Din kar diya,
Apne iss dost k naam-
Subh Dosti Din!

Taking the opportunity of sms, within the free window!

But, somewhere, things get missed a lot! Today had a talk with one of the very old friend, way back into the school days. Remembered and cherished those days at tuition, the beloved English tuition and with the occasion of the Pujas nearing every minute, the last minute plans that we had to alter here or there, even though I took all the pain to jot down the whole plan altogether!

Today meetings are vague. Never expected that this can turn out as a fate of such strong bondings that we once shared. Although I know that it all takes a will power to meet, just a step ahead to confirm the meeting, some one has to bell the cat!

I can just provide one such incidence, where I enjoyed with my pals, from my University Days, now trying to establish in respective fields! Just have a look below:

[Download the Video Pals? Click here]

Saturday, August 01, 2009

Old Candy

Its been ages since I had a Candy Floss. The last time I remember, it was in December 2007. A pleasure trip to the handloom fair taking place at the newly assigned fair ground, called Milan Mela, near Science City, Kolkata.

Some how, the memories pinned me down in my bed, clad in the bed sheet, trying to kill the misty breeze.

Today while coming back from the office, I saw a 6 year old child, holding the last bit of the candy, wrapped pink with spotted reds round stick! He was eating less but getting entangled to the fibres more. Some flew in his hair, some caught his mother's hands and other hugged his soft warm bossom. He fought fought fought... till he engulped the last strand and threw the stick across!

He hated the stick... but that stick can bring two souls closer. Never imagined? Well see the pic then... to imagine... If you want to know more, to hear the story..wait a few more days...or mail me. May be I will tell you the story!! A sweet Story!

Somnath Paul Photography


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