I seldom right on the type of the topic that I’m going to write down now. Because it seems (to me) gimmick to be popular in your circle. But, this issue I want to write, I want to speak… Continue reading Padmavati: A 21st Century Tale of Jauhar
স্মৃতি, মন এরা বড্ড বিশ্বাসঘাতক…
আজ ছুটী…ঠিক করে রেখেছিলাম একটা লেখা লিখেও লেখা হছিল না সেটা লিখব…কিন্তু আর লেখা হবে বলে মনে হয় না…মা মাসির বাড়ি গেছেন তাই কাল অনেক রাত অব্ধি বই পরে সকালে দেরিতে উঠলাম…
আজ প্রথমবার জীবনে চা করে খেলাম…রুপাইয়ের কণ্ঠস্বর শুনতে পাছিলাম কারন একবার দু বছর আগে যখন মার সাথে মালদা গেছিল বিপদতারিনী পুজোতে, তখন ইন্স্ত্রাকশন্গুলো দিয়েছিল…তবে চা-টা কেমন হয়েছিল জানিনা…আসলে বুঝতে পারলাম না…
একটা খবর সব গুলিয়ে দিল…সবিতা চৌধুরি কাল মারা গেছেন…
রুপাই ওনার একটা গান খুব গাইত…মরি হায়ে গো হায়ে…কতো কথাই মনে পড়ছে…ওর গানের স্কুলের টিচার’স ডে উপলক্ষে উনি এসেছিলেন…রুপাই গান গেছিল এনে দে রে ঝুমকা…
ল্যাপটপ ঘাতলে হয়তো খুজে পেতে পারি গান দুটো ওর গাওয়া…যেমন সেদিন খুজে পেলাম কিছু ছবি আমাদের…দু বছর পুরনো হলেও এখন যেন কালকের কথা…না…এখন আর হাত কাপেনা ওর স্মৃতি এই যান্ত্রিক স্মৃতিঘর থেকে মুছে ফেলতে…
মেঘ করেছে… বৃষ্টি নামবে কিছুক্ষণের মধ্যে… পায়েরা, কাকদের মুড়ি দেওয়া হয়নি…যাই দিয়ে আসি…গাছগুলোয়ে জলও দিয়ে আসি…
Memory, soul they’re most deceptive…
Today is my day off…have decided to write down a piece I’ve kept on hold for a time being now…but, I may not be able to write that…Ma had gone to Mashi for the Bipodtarini Puja, so, I had read late into the night and wake up late in the morning…
Today first time I prepared tea for self…Rupai’s voice was humming because a couple of years ago when she had gone to Malda to Bipodtarini Pujo, she had given me these instructions of preparing the tea…but, don’t know how was the tea…actually cannot determine…
A news shook me at the feet…Sabita Chowdhury has passed away yesterday…
Rupai used to sing a song of her…Mori hae go hae…she had attended her music school’s Teacher’s Day program…Rupai had sung Ene de re jhumka…
If I search my laptop, I may find out the songs in her voice…that day, like, discovered some snaps of ours…they’re, though, two years old but still they hold the freshness like it was just last day…no…nerve or hand never get shake nowadays to delete her memories from this mechanical store room…
The sky is clouded…it may start to pour in few minutes…I haven’t fed the pigeon, crows…I shall go now…I’ll water the trees also…
Illustration by Satyajit Ray for The Indian Tea Market Expansion Board
Kept aside for a few time. So, here’s it is.
For last two-three weeks, I had been nominated for tags–4 Thankful For the Tag and 3 The Blue Sky Tag. This post may turn out a long one. I’ll try to keep it precise and short. Bear with me if it becomes a long tiring one.
Thankful for the Tag—
The Blue Sky Tag—
I don’t remember how I started following them–it might be through some Prompt or it might be through Related Posts or it might be through Like my post. But, one thing for sure these WP bloggers are writing or sharing not only beautiful account of their daily life or their feelings, but, also writing some intriguing and poised pieces through poems, stories, and article. Pay a visit to their Blog(s) and you’ll never be left without Follow them and commenting on their posts.
Rules:
Thankful for the Tag–
The Blue Sky Tag–
Thankful for the Tag:
…the scenario in which I created this account was to vent out; I want to speak, I want to write what I feel at a particular moment. At the beginning, I was very much depressed. The reason was obviously heartbreak. Yes, I loved her and still love her s’where deep in my heart.
For the first time, I felt good when I found out that when I write when I give my thoughts their platform along with proper words to decorate them I feel good. S’how losing her never felt bad because through my poems I relive her. Yes, it sounds crazy, it sounds a bit of badly-depressed guy I’m. But, no my friend, you’re wrong. You know being in love is not a hard thing, but, forgetting is. So, I never stop letting her memoirs to hung over me, to shove in the deep abyss (read drinks, drugs and all other vile things we take to feel good). But, rather I wrote, I write. This white page of WordPress gave me what I wanted–freedom.
ii. My Didi (Elder Sister)–
She was the topper in her class in her school. She used to received Books as Prized Gift. I was the most of the time first reader of those books. That’s how I start reading. And that’s how I started learning to write.
iii. My Ex again
’cause she used to always pushed me to write. I had this peculiar imaginative dream of meeting her at one of my book releasing event (what a dream scoffed my another me.)
The others 2 rule will be followed shortly.
The Blue Sky Tag Questionaries:
First of all, I’ll answer the questions asked by my Blogger Friends:
The “Pink” Q&A
Q. How old are you?
A. I’m at last days of 28. This April am going to be +1
Q. What is the best change you have ever made to your lifestyle?
A. Accepting Love is Not a Crime and thus fell in Love (please read S’where Away From Forever to understand this answer)
Q. Do you still have your grandparents?
A. No. Dadu (Grandpa) was my best friend. I didn’t remember much of him or can’t recollect of the days spent with him. Dida (Grandma) was my darling. Read Dida and you’ll know of her.
Q. What’s your favorite childhood memory?
A. Binge reading Books (Bengali and nothing else) at Vacations using my Grandma’s Library Card
Q. Tell me something about your first day of school?
A. Recreated that with imagination in first few episodes of Once (my serialized novel). If you want to know read here.
Q. Do you own a car? Which one? Do you have a dream car? which one?
A. No, I don’t own a car. I dream of owning a Volkswagen Polo.Can you sing or dance? Or both?
Q. Can you sing or dance? Or both?
A. Yes, I sing when I’m alone. Dance–never tried.
Q. Do you miss someone right now?
A.You know already.
Q. Is there something you regret doing in the last few months?
A. Yes, increasing my smoking (I’m now lessening down).
Q. Tell me about a famous woman or man who inspires you.
A. My Father–though not famous–I had lost him at the tender age. The story I had heard of from his friends, my Grandma I can say he was a hell of a character. Has a wish to write on him -s’ thing big and grand.
Q. What’s a controversial opinion that you have?
A. Lot. I had spoken on them in recent past and will continue in coming future. (if you want to know read Are We? and Random Thoughts and Talks & Conversations in Let’s Talk…)
The “Glitter”ing Questions
Q. Name one trait in you that you want to give up and why?
A. Not getting angry easily. S’time Hulk is needed.
Q. What is your wildest fantasy?
A. Having a Chat over Dinner with Jhumpa Lahiri (wildest not I know but I want to learn more)
Q. Which place according to you will satisfy your craving for adventure?
A. The Tom Cruise Mission Impossible V Act on Burj Khalifa
Q. What is your fashion statement?
A. Nothing. I wear what I get my hand on (no pun intended)
Q. If you are stranded on an island with a stranger how would you introduce yourself without saying your name?
A. Do you know Mr. Pradosh Mitra?
Q. What is your signature statement/dialogue?
A. In Bengali, I’ve one whose English rendition can be “you know the comedy…” or “the funny word is…”
Q. One thing you fear the most.
A. That day when I’ll discover am unable to write
Q. How will you combat your weaknesses?
A. Writing and persuasion and hard works
Q. Who is your favorite family member and why?
A. My Nephew with whom I feel there is no problem, actually, what the heck is this problem…
Q. If you are given a chance to make a difference in someone’s life, how would you do it?
A. Fulfilling his or her bucket list
Q. What was the first thought that crossed your mind while you read these questions?
A. You know the comedy…it’s going to be a hell of a ride…
The “Eclipse”tic Questions
Q. Describe your heart’s state in 6 words.
A. Steady slowly beating thinking next poem
Q. How old is your blog and how’s the experience so far?
A. Near to Six Months. Regarding experience you need to read this– S’thing I Want to Say S’thing I Want to Share (02/01/2017) [please let me know your thoughts on this]
Q. Soft inside and tough outside or tough outside but soft inside?
A. Both. Take the guise that the moment needs.
Q.Gentleman or naughty? (For ladies) ; Hot or cute? (For Guys)
A. Hot and Cute
Q. Have you ever experience rejection? and how did you cope up?
A. Refer A to your Q#2 (How old…)
Q. Biggest lie that you heard from your ex or if you are single/no ex yet- anyone that is special to you.
A. Next question, please…
Q. White or black?
A. Both
Q. PDA or discreet in showing affection?
A. Whatever the moment or time want
Q. Pizza or burger?
A. Pizza
Q. Name a special or unforgettable place for you and why?
A. My Grandma’s House. My vacations at childhood were spent there. Lots of memories.
Q. Sun or Moon?
A. Moon–for the silver calmness.
My Questions:
Now, my turn for the Questionnaires. Pick up the 11 from the above 33 questions. Will wait to see your selections and answers to them.
My Nominations:
All the nominations are for both Tag.
If I’m missing someone or if someone wants to answer my questions or want to forward one or both tags is (are) most welcome.
My Tag
The M series ends here. At first, it was not a series but a long essay of 1,500+ words. After reading two of the post by Shreya (MysteriousSoul) and Akhila (Words and Notion), I thought to post the whole essay in one go. But, while re-reading and re-editing I found it was becoming tiresome for me so what’ll happen with readers?
I, thus, cut the cake (read the essay) in two parts and let it be two pieces. The 1st part M: A Story of Period (03/08/2017) received responses. Women and young lady bloggers showered my post with their views and thoughts. Thanks for sharing your views and thoughts. This post also got the chance of being a Friday Guest Post curated by Pradita Kapahi of The Pradita Chronicles on 17th March 2017. I’m grateful to her for that because my Thoughts get extends few more steps.
The next part was to be this post, but, I was not satisfied with my writing because I don’t know much of this in the case of the female. So I did a throwback and had posted a spin-off–M: Another Shade of Love (Thoughts of Words). This was written and posted in early December of 2016. It received lukewarm responses because except few no one shares their views on this topic. But, that doesn’t dishearten me. And I ended up re-writing the promised 2nd part and now I’m going to post it. Hope you all who will read this will share her or his thoughts on this topic.
Sangbad, Thoughts of Words, March 2017
Masturbation another topic we like to keep aside to talk on. We can speak on Sunny Leone. We can tag her pornstar and we, in friend circle obviously, talk of her past career. But, if the question arises “did you…you know…seeing her getting…you know…have done it…” Why can’t we say like this–“have you ever masturbate seeing her getting fucked up?”
I know you’ll say–“oh, come on…don’t be such a nerd…we can’t talk this out in loud you know…what’ll other think…”
“What’ll other think…” I scoff because this care of other think not letting us go a’where but to n’where.
According to Google, masturbation means stimulation of the genitals with the hand for sexual pleasure. The synonym follows as a lot like self-gratification, self-stimulation. There’s also one euphemistic synonym–self-abuse. I’ll talk on this one later in the next Wednesday post. But let’s get at first the pleasure part.
I’ll not go through personal experiences as I’ve none on the topic of menstruation. So what I’m going to do today for this M is taking help of some surveys that being conducted on this topic. Another thing, am not going to speak on the male portion ’cause this two series article I had planned for women. To write on how our society had made them a submissive to the wishes and whims of so call male dominated society.
Don’t take me as a Gay (a common notion they understand a lady’s pain more than a lady can herself) or s’thing else. I’m writing this because there are few things that I find disturbing, that I think as a society in whole drawing us back. I’ll soon speak on this topic because I think you, ladies, women, the girls who’re reading this, will want to know what I want to say.
Lets, so, get back to where I was.
As a boy, I don’t know how you feel being sexually deprived or hungry (I can’t get an alternate word or notion). I have less material on this as I am writing this. Yes, you can say that you have reservations, but, let me ask you in today’s world when men can talk about having sex or can talk on how Sunny Leone or Anjali Rai or some other porn stars they had checked on, why can’t you speak on it too.
It was a few years back, I had read an article in a prominent English Daily. They had conducted research (read survey) on the Indian female visitors to a renowned porn site. It was a surprising result. The survey showed that the site got a considerable high visitors from female than male; sadly I couldn’t find the article by Googling and as time dictate, memory fails to remember the percentage. But, I precisely remember two sections that got the highest clicks–lesbian and a section they curated under the name of For Ladies.
So, see what I am saying why need to be so skeptic on this. I’m not saying to discuss it in random groups. Share your idea amongst your friends, with your partner. Talk on this because you’re talking about pleasure and nothing else ladies.
Yes, I know how our society treat this masturbation matter. They made not us–the boys–feel ashame of but also the girls and ladies. But, just think of the personal space we all have; the corner we procrastinate, we adore. In this time when ladies are consider as the supreme power, inspiration for all why this masturbation will be treated as taboo like menstruation.
You’re not committing any crime; masturbation is also natural as menstruation. Masturbation deals with the longings, desire and mixture of varied emotions you ladies have (sadly I’ll not be able to talk on this because if I say s’thing it may turn out to be hurting your sentiment).
So, I’m only asking you one thing and that is speak on this. You can write on heartbreak, recovery from a bad relationship, but, why can’t you write s’thing on this self-pleasure matter. Yes, I understand these reservation things and all. But, in the era when speaking out is booming, is there need of keeping a veil on this?
