दीपक हो

Today is Diwali, the biggest festival of Hindu culture. I’d written previously about it here, but like most muses, it is something I can keep coming back to.

But it isn’t the festival that is the muse. Instead, all the things it symbolises: righteousness, its conquest of evil, and the inevitability of this victory – these make Diwali my favourite festival. It is an infinite fount of everything that keeps us human.

So, without further ado, I present to you this poem. And, of course, wish you a very happy (and hopeful) Diwali.

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The Hamlet Conundrum

To be, or not to be, that is the question:

Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer

The Slings and Arrows of outrageous fortune;

Or to take Armes against a Sea of troubles,”

– William Shakespeare: The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark

Not that these lines need any introduction.

Over the last week or so since I posted it, ‘Of Ol’ Calcutta and the Alphabet‘ has gotten me a lot of attention, positive comments, and, most importantly, visitors. Before I proceed, I must thank those who greatly engaged in promotion – through, tweets, Facebook updates, and even word-of-mouth. Most of the responses – verbal or written – were positive. One, however, was rather unusual. And so because it cannot really, at least in my mind, be distinguished as either good or bad. What the person in question said was that while the post was a total gas, it was fun to read such stuff once in a while, not regularly. I ought to rather stick to the stuff (shit?) I write.

So, without further ado, here’s starting off in that direction. I’ll, once again, say thanks to verbose witches and soft-spoken angels (sorry, couldn’t come up with a better word – hope this doesn’t scandalise you), who, I’m sure, have recognised themselves in these words.

Here’s going back to Hamlet, and that quote with which I started things.

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Of Ol’ Calcutta and the Alphabet

As most of you might have figured out by now, and those who haven’t can go here, Calcutta is my city. Home. And a thoroughly wonderful place it is too. Though not the first city the Brits conquered, it was the first whose hearts they did. As a result, the average Bengali then, and the average super-rich Bengali know, took to all things British as fish takes to water, or as a Bengali himself takes to fish. And like we do always, we did things with English that only we can.

The alphabet, for those who know the blessed city…

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Wishin’ I Could Thank You In A Different Way…

Going by recent history, this post comes after what can be called a long period of time.

A week.

There was of course an era when a week was a second, and this blog saw the light of an update as frequently as our great nation sees the sight of an honest and incorruptible politician.

(Two things. I know it is our collective national pastime to criticise politicians and it is a very painful cliché, but they keep doing something to deserve it, and you just can’t let all that hard work go waste. Second, well, take note that I said ‘politician’, and not ‘leader’…honestly, do we even have one?)

But that isn’t what I plan to talk about here. As the title goes, this post is to thank people. And, almost invariably, that thanks is for their, for lack of a better word, patronage of this blog.

And here’s the list:

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Tell Me


After not having witnessed any thing for most of this whole year, I must say that two posts in two days is mighty awesome for this blog. If my Math were any good, I’d tell you how much a percent this figure was to all my writing so far…but too many things in life are often discarded in the impossible promise of that word.


But, well, I’m not writing now to tell you that I am writing again. That wouldn’t be making much sense then, would it? I am writing now because I want something from you – readers, who, once in a blue moon, reminded by some Facebook update, or some by an email, bother checking this space. Well, actually, before really wanting, I think I’d rather act a little worthy of my education so far and thank you. For all those visits, however rare may they have been!

OK! Now, acting ‘me’ again, I’m going to ask.

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Return Home


I’ve been gone a long time now. Indeed, when I check here, it has been almost a year and a half since I last updated this space. A lot has, as is expected, changed in this time – some for the better, and some, obviously, for worse.

There were things that were lost – cherished dreams, wild hope. There are things that have been gained – redoubtable decisions, and small serenity. But above and below the tides of Time, there is something that I have learnt. Something that I’d read in Swami Vivekananda’s words back in school, admired for the sheer ferocity of the message, but not quite completely grasped.

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Starts Anew!

Hello there!

Whoever is there, and wherever there is.

Today is the 15th of June, and am officially beginning my last year of college. And to commemorate not just the beautiful counter signalling the looming demise of what has definitely been the worst of life so far, but also the amazing shenanigans I’ve survived over the past month and a half, I’ve sort of decided that I’ll rather be publishing daily. The only catch is that in my 19th year today, I’ve significantly lost count of the number of times that I’ve made up my mind to do something daily – to read daily, study daily, do Maths daily, exercise daily, take pills daily, blah, blah, and more blah. The one thread that does unite all of this – apart from the fact that I tried ’em all – is that I failed in ’em all.

But, nonetheless, life is supposed to be looked at with hope – or something similar at least – and therefore, here’s to me being able to post something daily!

(At the same time, here’s also hoping that someone stumbles upon my blog, gets mighty impressed, offers me a book deal, and makes me a superstar. That way, am sure, I’ll be able to afford as many Sony Ericssons as I want. Cheers!) Continue reading