creativity

oh !! where art thou creativity?
creativity really seems missing now a days...television, movies, reality shows, including print media..............even the literature and fine art!!!!!
movies are being aped from hollywood to bollywood by the so called commercially successful directors
movies in turn are being made into daily television shows
reality shows are just being replicated for indian viewers with a dose of heavy 'hindisization'
print media..........excluding the news (which is also crappy and monotonous) i doubt if u can find one interesting article baring a few exceptional occasional columnists. sunday supplements filled with sickening and idle topics in the name of good lifestyle..
literature is though the least suffered....yet tell me one book that can be considered as a classic at par with Casablanca, Gone with he wind, City of joy etc.....unlike the modern vulgar trash, so called wanna be classics.
have a look at the modern comedy genre' of the movies...forget about portraying the fineness of black comedy...we are unable to view a clean family time comedy...
come to canvas.....where is the next Picasso?....modifying an old model is not creativity!! where is the innovation in art?
poetry is a thing of past now.....give me one name who can be at par with poets as old as shelly, keats, byron.....

why?? why on earth we are establishing that by-gone era, that is gone forever, had been nicer? why is the new age loosing its charm?
why are the incidents of depression shooting up when the ability to afford luxury has proportionately shot up too?

why the happiness quotient has fallen that we are looking for spiritual gurus to teach us the art of living?? we have to learn the tricks of survival!!!!
good heavens!!

however, personally i m optimist.
history repeats....when europe faced its dark age...there came Renaissance....perhaps we are heading towards another creative renaissance!!
long live thou creativity!! thou art phoenix!

till death do us part

anek din ager ekta purono golpo.................
notunotto kichu nei kintu, shei gorporta ghotona kintu tobuo ghotito golpo
ek typical 70s love story, real life love story inspired by 70s masala reellife stories.

jothakrome ladies first er chirokaaleen rule mene niye, shuru korchhi, the lady protagonist (love story te shob shomoye dujon protagonist hoye) is the only daughter in her whole of khaandaan, shundory, (bongiyo standard er shundory na, shotti karer shundory orthat, beauty with brain, glamor with education, bhobonmohini, monohindolini...baba protipottishali, uchchopodostho shorkari karmochari, ma shei juger naami college er geogrpahy proffessor. dui dada ekjon shei jug e canada te engineering porchhe, arekjon IIT bombay er chhatro. eirokom barite chhoto bon e der ja hoye......literally aalhadi...kaan jibone e na shunte obhyosto hoye ni.


purush protagonist....it's a straight love story...
shadharon nimno modhyobitto bheto chhaposha bangali ghorer chhoto chhele...chokhe onek shopno.kintu pichhtan tar char goon, shudhu shopno dekhtei shikhechhe.. ...anukoron shikhechhe....uchit onuchit er dhar dhare na... shudhu bhabe boro holei shob thik hoye jabe...oi boro shaheb der moto lifestyle hobe,kintu ki kore puron korte hoye jane na.. kono rokom e class 8 pass korei baba karkhana te skilled worker er apprenticeship payiye dilo, eke taake dhore. hok na olpo maina...shorkari chakri to bote.... gaari, bunglow hobe na kintu buro boyeshe pension to pabe.ma baba etei khush.

eheno dujon prem porlen eke oporer. (love is blind)
chhele bangali (ageyi bolechhi), meyeti upper class maharashtrian.
jug ta 1970s.....

jai hok, ma baba bhai bon er tumul apotti shotteo pyar ki jeet hui..

ghar grihasthi holo, bachhara ghor alokito korlo.....kintu..............chheleta kushonge porlo. bidi, cigarette, desi, videsi shob rokom gune gunanvito holen!!!.....poyesha jomar ageyi khorcha...aamdani athhani kharcha rupiya, bou er kotha shunlo na...bondhu der chharte parlo na, bou o family support pelo na...with d universal attitude, "pahle hi mana kiya tha usse shadi mat karo"...bou nijer career er jolanjoli diye bacha der manush korar apran cheshta korte laglo................


anek anek anek anek bochhor por.......
chhele notun chakri peyechhe,meyer biyer boyesh hoye gachhe,tar engagement er 4-5 din agey cerebral attack. paralysis, coma.... doctors instantly blamed his habits (he continued the same recklessness).

the son loved his father so much...left his job to bring back from the paralysis.....but the damage was done. the stitches never healed...ICU infection, complicated by diabetes mellitus.
second attack within 2 years.
this time he never regained his consciousness from coma.
.
.
.
epilogue.....
no joma poyesha
not much pension becoz he cdnt complete his full tenure job.
the daughter was too emotional to marry.
the son had left his job to devote his life to his dad.He has to start afresh
.
.
.
an old love story ended.
eta ki pyar nibhana...till death do us part...????????????
irresponsible love.......
dwaittohin bhalobasha ......bhalobashar ei roop ki grohonjogyo?






P.S.
1. inspired by a true life story
2. it has been an year that public smoking has been banned but have we pondered about the actual motto of the legislation?
3. we still drive without helmets!!
4. not meant to hurt or blame any sentiments or ideology.

ogo bodhu shundori

shei kon chhoto belakar kotha.
joya aar bijoya...dui bon. amader paratuto didi.
joya di krishnokoli....ma baba ador kore ujjal shyamborna bole thake. bijoya di aar panchta bhagyoboty bangali meyer moto gourborna orthat shundory jodiyo chokh duti ektu chhoto ar naak ektu khanda aar daant ta ektu unchu kintu tobuo tini gour borna...

joya di boro bon. jyeshthhar bibaho shomponno korar purbe konishthar gaaye holud hole paarrar ninduk ra shujog peye jaye. kajei pita-mata akul hoye arji janate thake....'ei amader joya r jonno ekta patro khuje dayo na go'

ek patro elen. bussiness man. resort er malik. ar panchta prapto boyoshko bangali borolok er moto dekhte ebong chal cholon. matha r chul 'sriti tuku thaak' er stage, gnoph e majhe majhe accidentaly dhawal rashi chokhe pore jete pare, jouban shulabh chancholye shithilota r taan porechhe, shorir o prosthe r dike bipulotar daake shaarraa diyechhe........
joya r ichha onnichha pochhondo oponchodo r kono mulyo nei tokohon. above mentioned characteristics gulo ke 'uchho bongshiyo lokkhon' bole morjada dewa holo.
ehen o patre r chokh giye porlo bijoya r opor.

koto grishho-shorot er bikel, sheet er dupur, joya di shahnaaz/keya seth er skin clinic e giye oi shyam theke radhika borno howar ashaye katiyechhe

anek din hoye galo.
prothomer shei daktar-engineer shupurush shwaborno theke shuru howa patror standard ta sharkari chakri oshoborno r nishfol hotasha ke sporsho kore dwijbor/divorcee eshe thekechhe....kintu keu shyamborno r faande pa dewar moto bhool kaaj ti koreni.

bijoya di ke ek rokom jor kore resort waala jamai babu (parar dada der influence kore) biye kore niye gachhe. bioya di tar ekmatro putro ke niye nijer shukh toiri korte baadhhyo hoyechhe karon jamai babu .... BUZY BANGALEE...tar hostess er obhab nei...shundori attention datri r o obhab nei....365 din er modhye 65 din o bijoya di r jonne spend korar moto baje time tar kachhe ekdom i nei.

aar joya di....
aaj joya di shorot chandrer er gyanoda r moto nijer shyam borno namok chiro kaaleen bojha r tol e hariye gachhe.

sun summer shashi- 1

summer time..............no work...so devised a way to kill time....so this clip compilation is for light hearted shashi fans, i know they are pretty rare but not absent as i used to presume earlier.




P.S.
1.present post inspired by some fellow fans..:D
2.plz note that this doesn't qualify to be called as celebrity worship..:P

little random goodness...

philanthropy ...a free service to society.........costs nothing ( WHO SAYS SO? )!! fir hum logon ki madad karte waqt itna kyon katrate hain?
often in the metros, one turns blind eye to a bleeding accident victim, WHY? statistics says, more individuals die due to inaccessibility to medical treatment during emergencies.........only if we don't turn blind eye and let the victim bleed to death owing to our own veryyyyyyyyyy busyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy schedules, probably a life is saved....
BUT
who says it costs nothing?
u might land up being late in the office, might get fired, the victim might die on road then u have to appear in the court every session at ur own expenses.......the list is endless.

there might be lot more of reasons for not helping others...but please spare a second thought...do we really LACK enough causes to help a soul in need? isn't that the identification of humanity?
is it not the power of co-operation, philanthropy, comradeship that had given rise to the very basis of social infrastructure?
are not these the cornerstone of our basic survival of the species?
fir hum apna munh kyon mor lete hain?



[ P.S. the post is inspired from a true life incident when a stranger helped me in crisis in the strange city......]

bongiyo essence......

this is one of those typical forwarded mails .........but it potrayed the little truths of life...........so thought to share on the blog


A is for Awpheesh (as in Office). This is where the
average Kolkakattan goes and spends a day hard at
work. And if he works for the 'West Bengal Gawrment'
he will arrive at 10, wipe his forehead till 11, have
a tea break at 12, throw around a few files at 12.30,
break for lunch at 1, smoke an unfiltered cigarette at
2, break for tea at 3, sleep sitting down at 4 and go
home at 4:30. It's a hard life!


B is for Bhision. For some reason many Bengalis don't
have good bhision. In fact in Kolkata most people are
wearing spectacles all the time like IC, self, Bubai, Dibhai.


C is for Chappell. This used to be the Bengali word
for the Devil, for the worst form of evil. In the
night mothers put their kids to sleep saying, 'Na
ghumaley Chappell team theke ber kore debe.' Now
with IPL coming to Eden Gardens C is for 'Choppol diye maar',
bhalo na khelley.

D is for Debashish or any other name starting with
Deb. By an ancient law every fourth Bengali Child has
to be named Debashish. So you have a Debashish
everywhere and trying to get creative they are also
called Deb, Debu, Deba with variations like Debanik,
Deboprotim, Debojyoti, etc. thrown in at times.


E is for Eeeeeeeesh. This is a very common Bengali
exclamation made famous by Aishwarya Rai in the movie
Devdas. It is estimated that on an average a Bengali,
especially Bengali women, use eeesh 10,089 times every
year. 'Ei Morechhey' is a close second to Eeesh.


F is for Feeeeeeesh. These are creatures that swim in
rivers and seas and are a favourite food of the
Bengalis. Despite the fact that a fish market has such
strong smells, with one sniff a Bengali knows if a
fish is all right. If not he will say 'eeesh what
feeesh is theesh!'


G is for Good name. Every Bengali boy will have a good
name like Debashish or Deboprotim and a pet name like
Motka, Bhombol, Thobla, etc. While every Bengali girls
will have pet names like Tia, Tuktuki, Mishti, Khuku,
etc.


H is for Harmonium. This the Bengali equivalent of a
rock guitar. Take four Bengalis and a Harmonium and
you have the successors to The Bheatles!


I is for lleesh. This is a feeesh with 10,000 bones
which would kill any ordinary person, but which the
Bengalis eat with releeesh!


J is for Jhola. No self respecting Bengali is complete
without his Jhola. It is a shapeless cloth bag where
he keeps all his belongings and he fits an amazing
number of things in. Even as you read this there are 2
million jholas bobbling around Kolkata- and they all
look exactly the same! Note that 'Jhol' as in Maachher
Jhol is a close second


K is for Kee Kaando !. It used to be the favourite
Bengali exclamation till eeesh took over because of
Aishwarya Rai (now Kee Kando's agent is trying to hire
Bipasha Basu).


L is for Lungi - the dress for all occasions. People
in Kolkata manage to play football and cricket wearing
it not to mention the daily trip in the morning to the
local bajaar. Now there is talk of a lungi expedition
to Mt. Everest.


M is for Minibus. These are dangerous half buses whose
antics would effortlessly frighten the living
daylights out of all James Bond stuntmen as well as
Formula 1 race car drivers.
M is also for Maunkey Cap and Muphler!!

N is for Nangto. This is the Bengali word for Naked.
It is the most interesting naked word in any language!


O is for Oil. The Bengalis believe that a touch of
mustard oil will cure anything from cold (oil in the
nose), to earache (oil in the ear), to cough (oil on
the throat) to piles (oil you know where!)


P is for Phootball. This is always a phavourite
phassion of the Kolkattan. Every Bengali is born an
expert in this game. The two biggest clubs there are
Mohunbagan and East Bengal and when they play the city
comes to a stop.



Q is for Queen. This really has nothing to do with the
Bengalis or Kolkata, but it's the only Q word I could
think of at this moment. There's also Quilt but they
never use them in Kolkata.


R is for Robi Thakur. Many many years ago Kabiguru
Rabindranath Tagore ( SRK doesn't know how to address him
properly)got the Nobel Prize. This has given the right to all
Bengalis no matter where they are to frame their
acceptance speeches as if they were directly related
to the great poet and walk with their head held high.
Note that 'Rawshogolla' comes a close
second !


S is for Shourav. Now that they finally produced a
genuine cricketer and a captain, Bengalis think that
he should be allowed to play until he is 70 years old.
Of course they will see to it that he stays in good
form by doing a little bit of 'joggo' and
'maanot'.


T is for Trams. Hundred years later there are still
trams in Kolkata. Of course if you are in a hurry it's
faster to walk.


U is for Aambrela. When a Bengali baby is born he is
handed one.


V is for Bhaayolence. Bengalis are the most
non-violent violent people around. When an accident
happens they will fold up their sleeves, shout and
scream and curse and abuse, "Chherey De Bolchhi" but
the last time someone actually hit someone was in
1979.


W is for Water. For three months of the year the city
is underwater and every year for the last 200 years
the authorities are taken by surprise by this!


X is for X'mas. It's very big in Kolkota, with Park
Street fully lit up and all Bengalis agreeing that
they must eat cake-pastry that day.


Y is for Yesshtaarday. Which is always better than
today for a Bengali (see R for Robi Thakur).


Z is for Jebra, Joo, Jipper and Jylophone .

P.S. special acknowledgment to the
1. creator ....Hemanta Pramanick
2. FWD karne waala....debopam dhar choudhury

4 letters of LIFE !!!!!!

Rose day.................SEVEN days to the VALENTINE 's day. but hey !! Stop ! pondr a little....DO WE REALLY NEED one DAY out of 365 (some times 366)to celebrate love? are we really so busy that we need marketing agencies to remind that Homo sapiens NEED to love?
when we were kids, did not we exchanged roses (irrespective of colors eh )did we need a calender to remind that every one of us actually like when being gifted roses? did we need a monginis calender to remind when we kissed.................but probably then we had to pluck roses from garden stealthily, panic stricken of being caught....scared to kiss ......there might be the class teacher standing behind .......now when society encourages....we are just toooooooooooooo tooooooooooooooooo tooooooooooooooooooooooooooo B U S Y...the 4 letters have over gripped us. busier u r, more appreciated ...after all it is the survival of the fittest....for other things ....monginis/Archies calenders are there no.....

happy ROSE/VALENTINE 's day....


P.S. archies sent me a reminder of valentine day...but i ll be really B U S Y .