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Indeed, journeys are lessons of life; it teaches you many things that books do not teach. Here is another jotting…Read Rebati Mohan Sinha Dear Sonika, your encounter with odds, while traveling from Delhi to Silchar then to Vijaywada and back, is really a hair-raising one. You could overcome all these due to the support rendered by your brave parents, accompanying you. No ordinary parents could do that. Your heart-beating adventure reminded me of a similar type of incident happened to your Bordi, my elder daughter, living in Australia . It was her 17th birth day, 13th June1987; she was to travel from Bombay to Silchar via Calcutta by an Indian Airline to appear before the final Selection Board at Silchar Medical College . Her HSC result was also declared on that day and she went to college for admission with the mark sheet issued on the same day. On hearing the news of her passing out with four letters, the neighbors started pouring in at our tiny room to congratulate an

Mom's thrashing or scolding did not hurt me much but her comparing me with others would always hurt me and this act of her's would always crop an urge inside me to grow up early, so that I would not have to hear all the craps again and again. By Ranita Sinha, Kolkata Today morning after completing my household chores, once my daughter and my husband had left for their school and office, I opted to treat and pamper myself with a cup of strong tea, which I usually do not do(I am not a tea person). Taking the cup of tea in my hand, I walked into the living room and the bedroom, finding everything slick and span and with the calmness around, which was a rare phenomenon at the presence of my daughter, I felt a sense of contentment and satisfaction in me. I put the cup of tea aside and laid on the bed looking at the ceiling fan, with both my legs in the air, touching the ground. Lying on the bed and looking at the rotating blades of the fan, it made me ponder how fast my life had und

Continued from here . By Sonika Rajkumari After withdrawing my engineering seat on July 14, again we left for Mohanpur the next day. After taking lunch there we went to Kalain at evening to catch our night Super bus. The timing of night Super tortured us to the spine. It was supposed to come at 6.30 p.m but it reached Kalain at 11'o clock dead night after waiting for 5 hours. On 16th at 11.00 a.m we reached Guwahati and decided to have lunch there. We were so tired that as soon as we reached home we fell asleep. At evening I went to meet my friends and told them that I am going to Vijayawada the next day i.e., 17.07.08. At 6.30 at the morning we boarded the train from Kamakhya railway station to Vijayawada. Next day we reached Vijaywada at night 12.30a.m. We were advised by the local people of Vijayawada in train if we reach Vijaywada at mid night we should stay in refreshment rooms of Railway station or we should go to hotel by auto. So we spent our night their in refreshment room

These 19 days were very hectic; literally pressed with time. We were just hip-hopping from one place to another, from one village to another, from one city to another, as we were dozing time. Sometime time ahead of us, and sometime we were beside it. Read… By Sonika Rajkumari On 3rd of July we boarded train from New Delhi Railway Station to Guwahati at 06:30a.m. Next day at 04:30p.m we reached Guwahati but we descended at Kamakhaya Railway station at Maligoan. We spent three days in Guwahati i.e., 4, 5, 6 of July. On 7th July we headed for Silchar in night Super bus, as always we alighted at Kalain from there we went to my village Mohanpur. This journey from Gauhati to Silchar was one of the most torturous and horrible I ever had as the condition of road been pathetic due to rainy season. Spending a night in Mohanpur on 9th we left for my mom's village Baromuni. 11.07.08 AIEEE's engineering counseling in NIT (National Institute of Technology), Silchar (commonly known as REC, S

By Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi The contentment that one gets from sleeping late morning on Sunday is different; to be correct it is altogether a different feeling. It cannot be measured, or compared to any known feeling that the human race is exposed to. To this context I am not averse to it, I sleep like a horse on Sundays, and if possible I would sleep the whole day. As much, I hate to be disturbed by any known or unknown call I get before 10 a.m. on Sundays. However, yesterday, from the couple of calls that I received from my Bishnupriya Manipuri friends in Delhi, at that odd hour, it not only blown my impatient lid (the first reaction that I perceived), it turned me to think, ponder deep inside, as our conversation started rolling, the struggle they are putting up to change their course of life. It is something that has prompted to jot down my feelings. Surely, they cannot be said successful, after all the word "success" itself is relative, what success mean for one, may n

Certain sins once committed haunts lifelong, unless one gets a chance to redeem the sins. Same was the fate with Amir- the prime character of Khaled Hosseini's first novel 'The Kite Runner'. By Ranita Sinha, Kolkata Amir's guilt at the age of twelve, of committing the crime of not standing to the rescue of Hassan his childhood friend, when he was being physically abused and raped by Asif, the perverted neighborhood boy, haunted Amir through out his life. Hassan was the son of Amir's wealthy father's Hazara servant Ali and his only acquaintance since his childhood. Moreover, later with the hope to get rid of his guilt and also Hassan, whose presence in his house made him more guilty, Amir accuses him with false charges of stealth. But, when Hassan and Ali left the house without even trying to prove their innocence, Amir was heaped with more guilt. It tormented him for twenty-six long years, even after moving to California along with his father at th

By Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi Money rules the roost. There is no free lunch in this world. Mentioning of these two adages here is only to signify the importance money carries in this world. Especially in the metros, money comes as lifeline. It works as oxygen supporting our life cycle. To be more appropriate, without the so called sufficient money, the mere existence turns out to be a life-and-death situation. Here, if one has to organise a small gathering, obviously it takes a heavy toll, financially. And with the congregation of Bishnupriya Manipuri people in some pockets of the country, initiative to organise festivals has started taking place. Here again, there exist elasticity of money, money collected from few of the organisers is not enough to arrange it successfully and in grand scale. Sometimes while arranging such gathering they have to cough up enough money from their own pocket. Interestingly, we all have been part of such celebrations, and have remained aloof to all such p

Phira Raath (kaang) was celebrated on 12th of July 2008 by the Bishnupriya Manipuri people of Kolkata at the residence of Sri Kunja Singha at Bagher Khol with great keenness. Ranita Sinha, Kolkata Unlike the first day of Rath Yatra, the crowd was meager. Only 40-45 devotees assembled for the occasion but there was no lacking in enthusiasm. The brightly decorated Kaang was drawn and taken out on the road by chanting Hari Naam. This time though the professional Isalpa was not present, yet the devotees chanted Hari Naam with full warmth and devotion while drawing the chariot. Later the Raath was brought back and Senda Arti was performed followed by the Joideb . Everybody, who were present, participated in the Joideb and was of great fun.Finally, the prasadam- Khechuri and usheir khaar was served which was mouth watering. But the day did not end here. There was a singing mehefil where most of the people participated which was fun filled and at last thirty minutes past midnight everyon

Ever since I came to my senses, I remember myself choosing the lesser known or the second bests in any field. This is not an intended one, but I somehow end up choosing something which is not the best. Tridiv Sinha People generally look up to those icons that have excelled in their fields, the perfect picture and successful ones. This happens because everyone wants a perfect life, not a life filled with tragedy. No one in this world would respect a person who is unsuccessful. People sing the glories of heroes and leaders. So, everyone wants to be successful in this rat race. There are few people who do not care about success, and are called idiots or losers. No one wants to know what makes the person ignore success when everyone else is following. If we understand the feelings of that person, we might know the answer to a lot of questions regarding life. Is there any person who is successful and has fulfilled his/her dreams at the same time? Ask yourselves whether or not you

The medical science is advancing so rapidly, the normal specialists never try to follow, unless it is required. We both, my wife and myself, have been suffering from diabetes for a long time. She is insulin dependent, having injections twice a day and where as, I am not. Rebati Mohan Sinha For years, we go to specialist for annual eye check up and having known,we are diabetics, the doctor checks up thoroughly and finds no abnormality. Due to God’s grace, one day, my daughter sent a `e mail `from Australia to meet an Army doctor, one colonel (senior advisor),at Naval hospital, Colaba, Mumbai,who`s the friend of her brother in law(also a colonel).He said that diabetes cant be cured, only controlled; but vision loss that is associated with the disease can be prevented. Diabetic retinopathy or damage to the retina caused by complications from diabetes is fast emerging as a silent health threat, which could eventually lead to permanent blindness, which was not known earlier. To day, I would

People often confuse Rock music for something which it’s not. People suffer from a prejudice that only those who like parties and no feelings like rock music. I don’t want everyone to like Rock, nor want to advocate it as the best genre of music. I just want to say that every genre of music has it’s own followers and people should respect that. By Tridiv Sinha, New Delhi Being a rock fan, I’m asked many a times as to why I listen to these ‘Meaningless Craps’, to put in their words. One should understand that each and every creation has a value of it’s own and cannot be neglected as anything. I first started my journey with ‘Scorpions’ – a German band. I liked the sound of the guitars which led me to try the genre which involves the greatest guitar players the world has ever seen. At the initial stages, I stuck to the music just because of the guitars, but soon it turned out that they have excelled in lyrical contents too. Anyone who doesn’t agree may compare the lyrical contents of Roc

The story begins from "In a small village" . The story is all about a boy called Alok, his childhood days spent in a village. Explore the world of Alok. Read... By Jyotirmoy Sinha, New Delhi Alok's aim in life at the age of eight was to learn English. So, he prepared himself and passed the 4th standard with flying colours. But God had something else in store for him. The headmaster of his school convinced his parents to keep him in the same class for one more year as he was only eight years old and to be in class V a student has to be nine years old and also as Alok was a good student the headmaster wanted him to attempt for the scholarship exam. But Alok was not aware of all this. One day when he was digging a drain with his elder brother for playing purpose, a friend of him came running and told him that his parents would not allow him to go to class V. Hearing this anomalous news, he was numb, he hurriedly put out his right hand from the drain and was about to climb up

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By Rebati Mohan Sinha I have been hearing from Delhities that every year during nine-day celebration of Rath Yatra they come down to Radhakund with a full load of men and material to celebrate the occation.We, the Mumbaities, are quite jealous of them and decided to be a part of it and contacted the organizers at Delhi and they gave the green signal. As there was a outstanding request for attending a meeting at Radhakund, immediately Shri Kajalkanti Sinha was contacted at Delhi for arranging the khechurir palee at Radhakund. On July 07.2008 the Delhi and Mumbai parties landed at Mathura junction and from there we set for Radhakund and reached there safely.In the evening we had discussed about the invitees,who would be with us in the celebration on July 08.2008.It was decided that all the Meitei manipuris be approached,and accordingly we invited them from all the twenty eight leipham :1.Mahaprabhu Mandir 2.Giridhari Mandir 3.Gopinatha mandir 4.Nabin Kishore Mandir 5.Acharya Prabhu Mandi

Radha Kunda, Mathura: All the delegates from New Delhi, Mumbai and Agartala arrived on July 07, 2008 at Radha kunda and their lodging and boarding were specially arranged by Mandir sevait at nearby Meera Banik Dharmashala. The sevait of Shri Shri Radha Madhavjiu Mandir received Shri Kajalkanti Sinha, the President, Nirman Committee and it’s members. Shri Rebati Mohan Sinha, the special invitee, was given a warm reception by all at the entrance of the Naat Mandir, the venue of the meeting. He was requested to attend that meeting by executive committee. The mandir management committee member, Shri Mohan Singh Choudhury welcomed the delegates at the venue. The meeting started with a jayadhwani of ‘Radhe- Radhe’ at around 11.30am. The President of the Nirman Committee had chaired the meeting. In his speech, he explained the purpose and benefit of having such a meeting at the construction site. He also said that, due to the discrepancy noticed in the drawing, the construction work could not

By Ranita Sinha, Kolkata Bishnupriya Manipuri Awakening Society, Kolkata, on 4th of July 2008, for the fifth consecutive year, celebrated Sri Sri Jagannath Prabhu Rath Jatra at the residence of Sri Kunjo Singha at Bagher Khol, kolkata, with full devotion and enthusiasm. Instead, being on a weekday, over 100 devotees attended to mark the occasion. Community people from Durgapur, Guwahati, Silchar and Dhanbad also attended. The day started with the deities-Lord Jagannath, Balabhadra and Subhadra, being taken out from the altar by the Brahmin and putting them on the colorfully decorated Rath (chariot/kaang) amidst a ritual procession of Hari Naam being chanted by the devotees followed by Arati. Later, men and women of all ages, flanked by Bishnupriya Manipuri traditional attires and not to forget the Namsha put by all, the Kaang was drawn, with the Dakulas and Isalpas leading the procession by chanting Hari Naam and other devotional songs. At many places, Dhol Chalan was also performed b