While you make rings of smoke and counter it throughout

While you stand in awe at the 'dhaak' 

While you look at her 'shada saree laal paar'

While you eat the 'bhog' and plan for next year

While you meet old and new 'interests' for pandal hopping

While you moisten your eyes at the 'ashchhe bochhor abar hobe'

I will be long gone

Parajita

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Aparajita sat motionless on the wheelchair with her diary.
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"Congratulations Di! I am so happy for you."
"Thanks kid. The next turn is yours."
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November 5th 2009
Di is getting married. I am so very happy for her. I could not thank God enough for this,but I don't know how will I live after she leaves for Canada. I wonder how dad will manage once I get married too but right now, I am just too happy for Di.
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"No Di, buy the red saree"
"But I like pink!"
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November 24th 2009
The date is fixed. January 25th. Dad is going mad with excitement and oh!the card has been finalized. Mommy would have been so happy had she been alive today.
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"No kid, go off to sleep. You can complete all that tomorrow."
"Di! Firstly I am 21 and not a kid anymore and secondly,let me complete finalizing the guest list"
"FINE"
"Di?"
"Yes?"
"I Love You"
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December 3rd 2009
How will I live without her? Why on earth did she fall in love with someone based in Canada? I am hating him for taking her off and I wonder when will Mr.NRI find time to show his ass.
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"Karan, she is my baby sister"
"Hi Aparajita, how do you do?"
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December 25th 2009
Jiju planned to surprise Di on Christmas by flying down to India. That was kinda cute but he is weird. I mean who greets his sister-in-law with just a handshake these days? Typical snob he must be, snatching my sister away.
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"So you want me to show him the way?"
"Year dear, Karan is not very familiar with the roads of Kolkata and I have work so please drive him to the mall,I will meet you people there ."
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January 20th 2010
He likes red,he likes shiuli phool. The car broke down and we walked for a good half an hour before we reached the mall. We walked side by side and I could smell his aftershave. He likes Beatles and khichuri, he likes poetry and phuchka. He is so much like me. He likes babies and dogs. How I wish I was Di. I had the best walk of my life. Lived every moment  of it. I so wrongly judged him. I think I like him. Period.
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"Exited?"
"Yes"
"All the best Di! Now sleep. Big day tomorrow"
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January 24th 2010
Di is getting married tomorrow, then she leaves for Canada. Oh how I love her and how I loved THE walk.
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"Why do you have to go just the day after wedding? I hate Jiju for this"
"You can neverhate Karan kid. Nobody ever can."
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January 26th 2010
Di died.
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"No sir, Aparajita is only psychologically paralyzed. Her sister's accidental death has affected her very badly I suppose. I don't exactly understand why but she has subconsciously made up her mind never to walk again and consciously thinks she can't. "
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January 26th 2012
She knew? She knew.
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Story- Olivia (Chaitali's case study)

Chompa

She was just an average girl with more than average weight.
I always knew her as "Chompa" and down the line I somewhere forgot what her real name was, we all did. Chompa was the only destination for fulfilling our materialistic needs and she was stupid enough to help us in whichever way she could. Whether it was paying for the major part of our food bills or simply treating us on the most mundane issues. Chompa was always expected to be how she has always been.
People called her names, people hated her for her oh-so-apparent link ups.
She was just an average girl with more than average physical needs.
She loved and she was loved, the opposite gender being two different persons. She loved love, she loved being loved and surrendered to wherever she got it and was being used. In return she used as well,but that was Chompa for us,very stupid very shrewd.
She was just an average girl with more than average transparency.
While the world had their lips locked with their partners Chompa arranged for surprise birthdays and while Chompa had a little something with someone, we called it physical intimacy, but Chompa never protested,she simply gave up with a smile. We never spoke nicely to her, we never received her calls,we never asked her for approvals. She posed stupidly for every photograph while we cropped her out.
She was just an average girl with less than average importance.
And over the four years of college and non existence, she somewhere without being noticed, became Chandrabali Roy. She changed and thus changed the bit of Chompa that we all were.

English hasn't come up with a word for 'obhimaan' yet

Koyel- Calcutta Medical College
Protiti- Calcutta MedicalCollege
Ananya-Netaji Subhash Engineering College
Ankita- Bengal Engineering and Science University
Beekshan- Calcutta Medical College
Deblina- Heritage Institute Of Technology
Suchishmita- Institute of Technology and Marine Engineering
Subhaditya-Future Institute Of Technology
Ritwika- Heritage Institute Of Technology

and too many,just too many of Jadavpur University and Medical Colleges all over
and Sir still asks me why I was out of touch all this while

A VERY Happy Teachers' Day

For the wonderful saturday evenings and golpos of politics,love, flings and bangla

For THE guitar that I can somewhat play

For the firday evenings I loved,for the wonderful morning today, for being the father we all seek

For the person I am and shall be

For the JUDE dreams, for the beautiful mornings of poetry

For binary and love

For gossips and growing up years

For the last 7years of shelter, for simply being Aunty

For simplicity and love and care and +2

*LOVE*

 P.S. Right from Mrs. Young to Maa

Happy your day!

Amio hobo ekdin!

Inshallah

One status while gave me mixed feelings and the one which is forcing me to check a particular 'wall' over and over again
"Finally the wait is over!!!im now officially Dr.Angel Dutta...ooh sounds grt!!!:DDDD"

and it takes me back in my class V days when Angeldi told me one day 'ami toh daaktar e hobo'
She gave up a year, a LOT of weight and finally is
Doctor Dutta