Yesterday I left Dharamshila BMT Centre– the Temple we had built brick by brick along with Dr Khanna in 2013. A temple where I wished to establish our Deity of HAPLOIDENTICAL BMT. The pranpratistha or consecration was not easy- an understatement probably! For all those who gave years of their lives, blood, sweat and sacrificeContinue reading “12 Years- A Pilgrimage and Saving The Deity”
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An Ode to Hope If you still have Faith
Hope and Faith. They might seem to be synonymous at the first look, but they are not. Let’s see. If I say- ‘ I hope you will do well’, would you feel the same if I had said- ‘I have faith that you will do well’! While both are abstract in pure scientific terms, theContinue reading “An Ode to Hope If you still have Faith”
An Anniversary of Sorts
It was the same time the last year, the air got heavy and dark. I suddenly felt I was choking. Thick clouds of dust and smoke had descended on the national capital. Something I had never witnessed before. I struggled to breathe. At the same time, there were news of a new respiratory illness inContinue reading “An Anniversary of Sorts”
Of Abanis and Ambanis
It has been a long time since my last blog. While there is a feeling of global static, there have been many silent upheavals. I have been scratching for thoughts, when a dear friend of mine sent me recitation of a poem called- ‘Abani Sir’. Like most acts of creativity originating from the hinterlands ofContinue reading “Of Abanis and Ambanis”
Now is the Time
Now is the Time
Hidden Figures
The lines of a poem penned by a forlorn Bengali poet, Jibanananda Das was haunting me over the past few days and weeks. When translated it sounds as follows ( minus its original reverberation): “A twisted darkness dwells on the world today Ones who have lost their sight show us the way Those bereft ofContinue reading “Hidden Figures”
The Conundrum
Four months is what it takes for a foetus to be a ‘life’. A life with endless possibilities. But it still needs to hibernate for another 5 months. A lot can go wrong in these few months but it generally doesn’t. Our COVID baby is now into its fourth month. The fathers and grandparents areContinue reading “The Conundrum”
Silence of my Mother
I have grown up witnessing the brilliance of a woman who spoke very little, but had an unfathomable talent, which very few could grasp. My mother used to submerge herself in reading- anything that came her way, Bengali or English, Trash or Classic. Very rarely did she express her thoughts. Women of her time wereContinue reading “Silence of my Mother”
I am sorry—-
My silence over the past couple of months mark my sadness at the current state of decadence in our existence. I was prompted by a lot of well wishers to pen my thoughts on the current turmoil in the country and elsewhere. But I cannot help but let my memories travel back to the 70sContinue reading “I am sorry—-“
To ‘Bose’s and Beyond
All of you must have heard of ‘Boson’ at some stage of your life. Or if not, then the Bose-Einstein theory. Now it sounds familiar! Right! Once you have the name ‘Einstein’ added to it! It is some guy, a bong to be precise, with the surname ‘Bose’ – must have done something with Einstein.Continue reading “To ‘Bose’s and Beyond”
