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
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
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
“Social Beans” is a pleasant eatery that opened some one and a half years back near our house. We went there one evening, to have fish starters and lasagne (chicken). We found the owner, one of the partners who was running the place, a strapping young man with a warm smile. His name is Probir… Continue reading Rickshaw Ride
On the occasion of Gandhi Jayanti this year, NDTV had hosted a live programme to spread awareness about the importance of good health. This was for the development of the nation. Among the invited celebrities was Dr. Harish Shetty the eminent psychiatrist. Dr. Shetty spoke emphatically about the crying need to spread awareness about depression… Continue reading Parveen Babi- a fond memory
Krishna Consciousness- is the most alluring term, to remember Lord Krishna in our day to day lives. “Hare Krishna” wipes out the fears in the mind and gives assistance to face the trials and tribulations of life. When we are too engrossed in the nitty gritty of life, we may forget Him, but to come… Continue reading Mayapur- ISKCON
I was in the family way, soon after my marriage indeed. Most of the months that I was expecting, we were in Bombay, as it was called then. Visits to the doctor took place now and then. I was told that the baby’s weight was less than what was expected. When I came to Ranchi… Continue reading Breast-feeding?
The next weekend was our last in NZ. The Anondo Mela to which our friend, Mala had invited us to, was in the evening. Gautam and Shiv went to the High Grade Motors in the morning itself for servicing the car. I accompanied them while Ria took rest at home. From there we went to… Continue reading Anondo Mela
In October 2011, a few days before Deepawali, I took a chance and hesitatingly dropped by at the temporary office of Dev Sahab, at Bandra in Mumbai (his studio cum office, Anand, was under reconstruction). I was wondering how he must have taken the adverse reviews, and the dismal response to his last film, Charge… Continue reading Dev Sahab, a personal remembrance
