Friday, October 17, 2008

MeltDown Point.

A war has been declared.
The warfront defined.
It cannot be blundered yet again, but the war is again all alone. The high-rises mocks my stand. They ridicules my soul. They pierce the whole existence, hollowed. They shreds me to pieces, peace floundered. Yet I drag myself, trying to reach the destination. Dont know whether that is possible or not, but....
I fail to be focussed.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Lonely Beach.

The roads were all empty. Coated with the wet sand in which was imprinted the footprints of some one who has gone, "tear"-smearing the golden sand. What seemed to be gold, time played the alchemist turning it to sand, unabling me to clasp it with all my might. It is such a losing feeling. The sea of tranquility would seem warmer, if I go there, for I feel nothing but cold. Even the famous iceberg that dipped the Titanic in the early 1900's would be warmer, making me sink into the crevices of pain, mis-adventure, lifeless excitements!
May be that is how things go. I am too illiterate, dumb, insensible, and mad to understand this. Atleast life portrays me like that. Thank You.

© Somnath Paul. Kovalam Beach, Kerala, January 2007.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

It was a Bolt from the Blues...

With the financial instability griping all over the world, and I myself pondering over how to get along with the Project IGI and The Imperial Online, trying to take the "INDIA" alliance ahead of the Falcons and the Besingrs, it had always been the toughest to handle the post pijas week(s), bringing the unwanted tempting desires to strech out the Pujas vacations and keep Uma for a little longer.
This pujas have been sort of roam alone funda. But, I can admit that I covered from all the streches of the city, just to have a glimpse of some of the biggest masterpieces by artists from all over the state, decoring the metropolitan with "sculptures" and " cultures" from all over the India, world and even outside this earth!
Shuruchi Sangha brings the flavors of Assam while Behala Natun Dal brings out the idea of Chivalrous LandLords and their decline through dilapidated Zamindar (landlord) house. It was upto Ekdalia to bring the colours of peacock in light and so was Beniatola. Ahiritola made the bamboo canes bent like never before, staging the a cage-art while Barisha Club ensured us to acknowledge that whatever may be there has a beginning and an advancing end. There are many many more with Babubagan ensuring an elysian experience in it's pandal being made the Universe while there were pujas with the authentic taste of Baghbazar and Sovabazar. The pictures will be published soon.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

Pandal Hoppings, Bitter Toppings...

When the whole of Bengal and the Bengali community basks in the festivities, the start came on a very bitter note with The TATA MOTORS pulling away from their commitments with Singur, in West Bengal. As the situation was seeping in with Santosh Mitra Square making a wit out of the whole fiasco of Singur, depicting a Lock in the Name of Industrialization in west bengal, thanks to Miss Mamata Banerjee, the second blow came in the form of Sourav Ganguly, the most cherished bengali batsman in the field of Cricket made a quite bolt, yet calculated and speculated announcement of his retirement from the International Cricket after the forthcoming Australia Tour.
It was time for Bengal to recluse in her nutshell of self arrogance and excessive egoism.

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Cross Roads.

Come October 2008 and everyone looked forward for Happy Pujas yet again, in West Bengal and many Bengalis across the globe. But the eve of the puja got marred with the Tata Group CEO, Mr. Ratan Tata made it clear that the unrest in Singur have unfortunately not subsided and hence, because of their business commitments, they will not invest anymore in the Singur Project and would be moving out of the state. Following this announcement, Mr. Nirupam Sen said: " I dont wish to stay in bengal in anymore." And why not? This kind of self motivated revolution meant nothing for the commoner.
Miss Banerjee, the main culprit in the whole transaction kept to her stubborn promises, executing the proverb "As stubborn as a Mule", perfectly. After sucess in the recently concluded Panchyat elections, she thought of playing the perfect anarchist and overthrow another stubborn tap root, the Left front from the Writer's Building, and take over as the ruling party of West Bengal, which in the last three to four decades have not been possible. The plan got the required impetus, but as the saying goes, Its Not Your Cup of Tea, the success came like a monumentous World Cup which made the whole momentum of voting out the Left Front drowned mid way.
Today Tata goes. One of the main stream Business Indian Face in the world of Industrialization. An Indian Company showed the way out, in the Home Land, is simply a joke, a Clown and a Buccaneer played by some of the illiterates of West Bengal Politics.
Now the farmers there are at Cross Roads between living and death. They havelost theor money. Few have not even accepted the compensation, and it is for them that Miss Banerjee was fighting against injustice. There are soem trainees from the family who have given the land for industrilaization. They too have collected their last pay this Friday. There is no law of giving back the land. So what the HELL was SHE fighting for. Didnt she know the ruling? Didnt she know the law? If yes, then she shouldnt have allowed such a peculiar situation to rise. Of No, then I am sorry to say, she has been an illiterate politician all the way.