Jhumpa Roy, was a tall attractive girl. She was the best student of her class in school. She was the topper there in the final exams and gathered kudos for the same. She took admission in the college where the creme de la creme among the students went. Shikha was her friend in college. As… Continue reading LOVE TAKES ITS TOLL
Sita Subramaniam was crying all this while seated in a chair in this empty room. Just a couple of days back, she had come to Philadelphia, USA, for a very specific reason. Her marriage. Now that was not to be. Things had taken a cruel twist in her life once again. Her parents had accompanied… Continue reading THE JINX
AMITA When we were in standard 7, we became notorious for being the most talkative class in our school Loreto Convent, Doranda, Ranchi. Complaints were made by most of the teachers and punishments were given in the form of demerits. But they proved to be quite futile towards bringing in some amount of discipline in… Continue reading AMITA
LOVE AND MARRIAGE Radha complains to Krishna,”You love me but why have you married Rukmini ?” Krishna laughs and replies,”For marriage, there must be two persons but you and I are just one!” Shaina avoided him as much as possible. And as often as she could. A chord had struck in her the very first… Continue reading THE ELUSIVE ORCHID
My elder sister, Shreela had created history, when she became the first girl to join Engineering in Birla Institute of Technology, Mesra, Ranchi. It was the unfolding of a new chapter in the line of development for girls. I was in the 10th standard at that time. Didi is about 2 years older to me.… Continue reading KRISHNA
As i grow older, specially over the last few years, often enough i come face to face with myself. It may be a bout of depression or a bout of stomach upset that happens to leave me alone with my turbulent thoughts. I remember all those people who were there in my world and have… Continue reading TAPOSHI
As I sit to write, with my notebook today, I remember the time when I had enrolled myself in the BTTC (Bombay Teacher’s Training College) in Colaba. This was a long time ago. It was a part time 2-year course for working teachers so that they would not lose out on a year in the… Continue reading Not Mad to do M.Ed
It was the year 1970. Our school decided to take part in the inter-school group dance competition, conducted by the rotary club. I was in the eighth standard then and was already doing the dance drama for the annual concert of the school. Our dance teacher chose me to take part in the competition, with… Continue reading Assamese Folk Dance
I go down memory lane as I relate another story of our family. Shiv was about 4 at that time I think. Gautam complained of loose motion and stomach ache just as he was about to leave for office one morning. However, he got ready and lay down on the sofa for a while, before… Continue reading APPENDIX OPERATION
I have always loved acting. It went beyond my radio plays in Akashvani. There was a time when we were staying in Malad and were members of a Bengali club called “Udayan”. In that particular year, it was decided by the club members to present a full-fledged Bangla play on stage. This was for the… Continue reading MY STUDENT MY SAVIOUR
