Friday, 20 May 2016

You walked away from my life

You walked away from my life forever,
on a fine summer day.
The precincts of my heart,
empty since then, waited for you.
But you never returned.
So much for the love I expected
never happened to me.
Hope you are fine and happy
wherever you are now.
That's what matters after all
to me after so many days.
Why did it all have to change
on that lovely summer day.
Without giving me a chance to explain
or try and make the magic
work again between us.
You decided to leave me
and walk away.
Whatever I wanted to say
my words, they stuck on my lips.
Now whenever I think of it
tears well in my eyes.
So much of love we shared,
why did it have to go away.
You remained forever in my heart,
since that lovely summer day

Wednesday, 18 May 2016

Flourish

Flourish in my heart
like a flowering tree
standing alone on a dry field
with its bountiful red flowers.

West Bengal 2016 - waiting for a result .

West Bengal 2016 - waiting for a result .

There is no last word in politics . The exit polls on election results have been proven to be so much away from reality in the past that they do are no more taken as the final word . People rather wait for the actual results instead of committing themselves to a position which might backfire and cover their faces with egg.

Such is the case with the exit poll predictions on WB assembly elections 2016 . Inspite of an unanimity in all the exit polls conducted, about the victory of TMC , there is widespread doubts among the people as well as the political parties. Though bolstered mentally with the predictions , even the TMC rank and file is suppressed and surprisingly mellow with the prospects . They must be elated in the heart of hearts with the exit poll projections, no doubt, but have preferred to postpone the jubilant celebrations for tomorrow . They want to be doubly sure about it .

The JOT , or the combine of the Left and the Congress too are guarded in their reactions with a prayer on their lips and hope in their hearts . They must be ruing the
delay in getting into an understanding and the lack of presenting an unified opposition against the TMC with a planned approach. If they lose , they have themselves to blame and if they win they have the thank the TMC . Any which way the result may happen , it will not be a vote for the JOT . This unpalatable truth must be digested by them , in stead of taking themselves too seriously .

The other truth which should be gulped as a bitter pill will be for the BJP . Even if they manage to get a stray seat or even a couple of them, they were never in the picture at all , in spite of spending so much money and deploying their top leaders repeatedly for election meetings . Even though it is foolish to predict election results , I make this prediction that the vote share of BJP will be much reduced from what it has been in 2014 LS elections . Mark my words on this .

But beyond all the drama during the election campaign , the uncertainty of the results and the suspense on the final composition of the assembly , lies the questions which have to be faced by the new government of the state as well as the people who voted in the elections . If TMC comes to power , will there be an escalation in the vindictive attacks on the opposition throughout the state ? If TMC comes to power , does it absolve them of the various charges of corruption, financial mismanagement and nepotism levelled against them . How much of it is true ? Will the TMC supremo take this opportunity to cleanse her party and project a much more humane and populist image for herself ? Will she be able to turnaround the state and concentrate on the three most important issues - job creation , education and health for the people ?

The Left- Congress JOT , if it comes to power , will have to sort out the ideological approaches first and knowing Congress , the internal squabbling too. That itself will take time to settle down . Then they have to contemplate whether they will have an open-arm and free-arms policy towards the TMC renegades who will try to ditch the party and come over , just as they did after the LF failed in 2011 . Will they be able to rid the state of the Lumpen-Raj and Syndicates ? Or will they go on a spree of witch hunting and blame the centre for everything ? Will the coalition hold for five years ?

For the people , it will be mere daydreaming if they expect too much from any of the formations . They can only pray that the post election scenario is not marred by bloody clashes . Whoever comes to power the people of WB can be assured of step motherly treatment from the centre because it will be away from the scheme of things envisaged by the ruling party . So they should be ready to fend for themselves. The only way for the people of the state to catch up with the rest of the country and the world is to concentrate on the strengths . And the strength of the people there has always been the soft power of knowledge and culture. Therefore the people of West Bengal themselves and their government should see to it that education becomes the sole focus of the state . Much wastage has happened but still with whatever resources the state has , it should strive to be in the position of the knowledge leader . At least achieve full literacy like Kerala first. Nobody is coming immediately with money bags to invest in the state and setting up industries will remain a distant dream . This is the bitter truth that the people of WB must digest . Sooner they do , it is better.

And yes , it will be a tense night to spend for many . Things may be entirely different tomorrow .

Tuesday, 17 May 2016

Flattery

There is no effect more disproportionate to its cause than the happiness bestowed by a small compliment. ~Robert Brault

There will be a very few persons in this world who would not feel the effect of a compliment received from another. And when the compliment relates to ones looks or body there is indeed a pleasant feeling of gratification which lifts up the mood in a harmless indulgence just stopping at the boundary of narcissism. But , while being  complimented upon is good for your self esteem , it should never be allowed to bloat your ego . And, one should be ready to discern between genuine compliment and flattery . There is a thin line but a wide gap between the import of the two .

Compliments are expressed without a hidden motive or a reason to extract benefit from the exchange or the relation between the two persons . Also there is no emotional, physical or patronising bondage between the two persons which necessitates the compliment. Because then it does not remain a compliment but becomes an encouragement or an incentive .  It is more likely to be spontaneous and therefore straight from the heart.  But flattery is directed towards the recipient with the sole object to please and create a feel good atmosphere to broach upon the next  item on agenda. Flattery is a great form of art and if practiced with refinement can be a great asset for the one who practices it . There are people who   can flatter with consummate ease and get their work done in the face of most challenging situations.  Not everybody can deliver flattering lines easily and those who do are often envied by others who don’t have the élan and grace to carry out the smooth and glib manipulations.

Rather than blaming the flatterer ,  it should be the flattered who should be held responsible for the success of the flatterer . Because most of  us knowingly fall for the ego massaging and tend to be in the company of people who flatter us because it generates positive vibes as long as there is no compulsion to do something . And this invariably holds true for successful , powerful and great people as it holds for the common man . Nobody is untouched from this , even the hermits and ascetics fall for it. It is just the degree of ego which gets covered. And when compliments  take the form of flattery and degenerates further , that becomes sycophancy.

On the opposite side of the spectrum , we find the person who provides you with  frank feedback . Here also there is the small issue of subjectivity involved . When the feedback is given out of a genuine concern for the recipient it is the best possible thing to happen . When it is given because there is an inherent contradiction between the understanding of the two persons and the feedback stems more from the non conformity of intellectual standards then it becomes an opposition . This can degenerate to hate and antipathy . The problem here is that the person who gives the feedback always believe that (s) he is right and the other side  should benefit from the advice.

I will share a small incident from my personal recollection. Recently during a gathering of some friends, someone pointed at my belly and commented that it was showing signs of increase which , indeed,  is a fact .  But I was slightly offended with this comment in front of others . This was a very temporary feeling , like a passing cloud , but nevertheless , I did not like it. Now within ten minutes, another person came up  and complimented me on looking fit and trim, loudly in front of others and making me a sort of example . I met both of them almost after the same interval of time. And as I was myself aware of my deficiencies, I could sense the flattering tone of the statement made in my praise. It intrigued me as to why the person was so lavish in his compliments all along. The mystery was cleared the next day when I received a phone call from him asking for some favour. Well that is another story and a different matter altogether. I will not dwell on it any more. 

The only thing why I narrate this experience is to show how we are conditioned to perceptions that we are prone to feel through the eyes of others. The first person was concerned as a friend and tried to warn me and the second person tried to extract advantage of our friendship. Both are my friends and I have nothing against any of them. Its only that now, I know.




Monday, 16 May 2016

Egg Rolls

Those who have visited Kolkata or have stayed there couldn’t have missed the ubiquitous “Egg-Roll” stalls everywhere in the city . You will find them also in  other towns of West Bengal and some of the neighbouring states but somehow it is not so wide spread in the rest of the country.  Maybe because , generally people in other states  have a definite culture of vegetarianism  and the smell of fried eggs in public places may not be welcome to many . Or maybe it is the same reason why Vada-Pav stalls are not so much popular beyond Mumbai and Maharashtra.   Whatever , it may be , if anybody has lived in Kolkata for an extended period of time in his/her youth , Egg-Roll becomes a part of  life and you miss it, elsewhere .  Those who have not visited Kolkata must have surely come across Egg-Roll stalls during the Durga Puja.

In Mumbai , there is something called Frankie which is something nearer to Egg-Rolls but there is a difference between the two . Also the Shawarma , middle eastern in origin is also a distant cousin . But the taste of Egg-Roll remains  different.  After staying for over a decade now in Mumbai , I find that  there is indeed a growing culture of Egg-rolls in the city as also the number of Bengali food joints . 

Egg-Roll is different in different countries  . The Chinese egg roll is a different thing altogether .  I have myself seen in Macau and Bangkok that what they call eggrolls are actually types of spring-rolls dipped in egg batter and fried crisp .  Other countries may have different definitions, I am sure . Bengalis have this knack of creating  different category of snacks sounding something else or meaning something different from the original . For example take  Alu Chop , Kobirazi cutlet , Fish fry , Kachoori , Moglai Parota  , Ledikeny  etc.  Each of course has its history which are quite interesting , too .

Kolkata Egg-roll  , as the outlet in my area proudly advertises , for the uninitiated, is in its simple form a plain  paratha with a layer of omelette on one side rolled with pieces of onion, chillies with a drop or two of green lemon juice inside . This is the basic eggroll . Now there are a lot of derivatives like Double Egg-roll , which ( yes,  you have correctly guessed ) means two layers of eggs on both sides , chicken roll , mutton roll etc.   There are variations for vegetarians too .  But they are not egg rolls . Just vegetables or paneer wrapped in parathas   . Like the  Hamlet without the  Prince of Denmark.  I confess that till date I have never tried a veg-roll .

Those who have tasted will only know how a  bite on the  minced or skewered kebabs of succulent juicy chicken or mutton , which goes as the filling in a hot tangy eggroll can elevate, uplift and change your mood . How mesmerising , the act of peeling off the layer of paper around the roll is , almost like enjoying a  delectable strip-tease .  The heaviest eggroll I have eaten in my life is the Double Egg Mutton roll from Hot Kati Roll on Park street in 2004 before I left Kolkata . It is really a fat monster to gulp down .   The preparation of an Egg-roll is simple and quick and this is the reason of its popularity  . It can be a very filling snack to satiate hunger instantly and at least once I had to perforce subsist on a dinner of two Egg Chicken rolls . This is actually a very versatile food  to have  in many occasions . Like  with friends in a group , in the interval  of a cinema ,  during the rehearsal of a play , during the night long trek of Durga Puja pandals  etcetera . It is as good on a rainy or winter evening with a cup of warm tea as also on a dry hot evening with a bottle of cold beer. It can be a comfort food as well as a on-the-go food .

My affair with eggrolls started probably in the late seventies 77-78 when I used to visit Kolkata and feeling hungry during my long treks on the roads , invariably had  a roll . If I am not mistaken  and my memory serves me right ,the price of a simple eggroll then was around Rupees three . But of course egg, oil and flour was also much cheaper then, even in those Burre Dins!!!

Then we had egg-roll shops opening up in our town Jamshedpur too by the start of eighties . The roll culture was initially Kolkata centered . Because I remember in 87 -88 also there was no eggroll stall in places like Coochbehar and Burdwan .  Only a very few in Siliguri . But by the nineties , it spread all over in the state . At Nizam  restaurant near New Market , Esplanade ,  they used to sell beef-rolls which were quite cheap compared to mutton-rolls and very popular too . I don’t know if they still do .  Hot Kati Roll , the shop on Park Street was a much frequented shop , both for its heavy rolls as also the taste . Many a times during late sittings in office or some programmes, we had rolls from that shop. And egg-roll always had that socialist aura with it being the food for masses with nutrition. 


Nowadays , I have this divine but most socialist food very rarely because of  (misplaced) dietary norms . But   I will vouch for its efficiency as a snack   . 

Private life.

The insane moments in life,

snared in the web of craven desires.

When the strongest resolve melts,

amidst the ruins of shattered barriers.

Some temptations brook no resistance

in the darkness of a humid night.

The seemingly endless waiting game, 

that ends in a frenzied submission.

To explore the depths of dormant fury

on the top of the waves that hoist high.

The heaviness of silent rhapsody ,

broken by the shrillness of ecstasy . 

Shadows merge in the stillness

for the one last and long silhouette.

Friday, 13 May 2016

Survival

Survival is a habit by nature
not a choice that we can discard.
Even in the ruins of nothingness
perhaps a reason to rummage around.
Strewn around , here and there
are the memories of another day.
Before I can decide upon
whether to call out your name ;
I find an echo in the breeze
calling out your name.
On this obscure island that I live
and spend my time in solitary confinement ;
these are the only means of survival.
As I watch the horizon for that boat
that can rescue me from here,
I wait patiently for light years
with the echoes ringing in my ear.
This way I survive , yet another day
to find my way to you , once again.
If you would care to visit me silently
and see for yourself, my fight for survival   
you could have understood;
why do the light years shrink into moments .
Cosmic dots in the canvas of eternity
trying to find their place , like me
along the dusty trail of a caravan.