Tuesday, 30 September 2008

The Google's phone

By Rishi Prakash, New Delhi
He maintains the blog: technobirdlive.com

The 2008-year is remarkably an unforgettable year for Google – the most widely used search engine across the world. After the recent release of the web browser Google Chrome, it has again astounded everyone with the release of Google phone. No one had ever thought that Google would bring such fabulous gifts for techno savvy users worldwide.

As far as phone features are concerned, G1 phone is equipped with all advanced features that consumers want. The T mobile G1 truly offers excellent multitasking and browsing experience. The main focus has been given to the Open Source. Third party applications are the main focal point and purely the future of the platform.

However, the phones will be available in T mobile stores in the USA only. Initially, the phone will be available in 21 cities, which also include New York, Los Angeles, Miami, and Houston among others. The Google phone (G1) will be available for $179 with a two-year contract.

The slider phone looks nice. Slide the phone gently and a large keyboard appears, which can easily be used for typing instant messages and mails. The 3G phone (Third Generation) is quite affordable; however, there are two data/messaging plans that would be available at $35 with unlimited data and messaging and $25 with unlimited web and few messaging.

All in all, it is an excellent phone and users would love to browse features.

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Sunday, 28 September 2008

Competition and Collaboration

Do you extend your helping hand to a person who seeks your assistance? Do you take part in an initiative of common cause? Do you support your classmates in leveling their incompetence in a subject? Are you a knowledge-miser, who kept information/ knowledge close to his heart? Have you ever helped a friend of yours in examination?

Well, these questions are not meant to trouble you. If you fall into ‘no’ side, don’t worry. After all, we are all poor human soul, we are fallible. It doesn’t matter whether you have extended your hand or not, and hadn’t taken part in a common cause, didn’t help your friend, and have kept universal knowledge in your palm. It is not your fault. Actually, we are clowns of our past generation, of our education system which teaches you to come ‘first’ in school examination by not sharing your competency. Forget about the ability to work in a team. Why should I? Why should I become the second person? Task of common cause – I don’t have time. Such negative feelings have gone so deep in our psyche, that we don’t see beyond ‘me’ and ‘myself’.

To put it blunt, we don’t have words like ‘give’, ‘share’, and ‘collaborate’ in our mind. Competition - ohh! I have to backstab you.

Coming to the blog, since its inception it has been running by the contribution of many writers. They stole time from their busy schedule, daily chores and have been relentlessly putting in their effort to increase the status of this blog. Had it been the sole work of me, I am sure it would have been no where as I am unaware of many things about our community. Also there is no time to sit 24 hour in front of the PC to keep the blog updated. It is because of everybody's contribution that it achieved the place it is today.

The beautiful thing about this blog is that it is counted as one of the active sites on the internet. I feel proud to this fact, that we collaborate, share and give something that is intangible to the world. All the articles are jewels, they are priceless. They carry lot of things that we can’t gauge. A case in point, few days back I don’t know why I took print outs of few of the articles written by BN Sinha and of Ashim Singha.

The same day while sharing the articles with one of my relative, who dropped in our house, I saw he was literally eating the articles of BN Sinha and Ashim Singha. I didn’t know he is coming and he is so interested to read the articles by our writers. Lest, I would have taken print out all the 200 plus articles! I miss the chance to smuggle out articles in print.

Another case of collaborative work, the article of Sonika Rajkumari 'My 19 Days Journey' brought to the knowledge of lots of aspirants about the School of Planning and Architecture(SPA), Vijayawada, which was by than only in paper. According to her before she joined SPA, Vijayawada, the students knew about her. It is indeed the power of expression!! And because of her work, our blog and we as a community also came to the knowledge of many who never knew that a community named Bishnupriya Manipuri even exists. It is just one example from many.

Now, my heartiest appeal to all. Can't we collaborate even more and set an example for others to follow. Yes, I am sure we can. At present also, I presume, that our blog is the best from its neighbouring websites. Type 'silchar', 'assam' 'karimganj'. You will see keeping aside government websites and two or three news websites, which are not at all enriched in contents as our blog is. I call them 'Link' websites as they link to other websites, almost everything. You will see in these websites, if there is contents, it is NOT updated. They have body but NOT soul. But we are rich in contents which are original. Thus, we have both, the body and soul of the people. Because we work as a team.

And with more collaboration, we will flourish more and be able to take our Bishnupriya Manipuri community to new Zenith.

Do write and make it more lively.

Today is Tarpan


By Ranita Sinha, Kolkata

Today is Mahalaya, the day when Goddess Durga is invited to destroy evil and restore peace on earth. But, for the Bishnupriya Manipuri people this day has its own significance. On this day, the Bishnupriya Manipuri people offer Tarpan and Sikda. But since this year Amavasya continues over both Sunday and Monday, people will definitely choose a day as per their convenience for the offering.

The custom is not much known to me but as far as I remember, on this day, early morning my father, empty stomach, used to go to the river bank near Sree Sree Radha Madhav Sevashram, Maligaon, Guwahati for Tarpan. He used to carry a big brass dish (sengshengor kupang), Til (sesame seeds), Tulsi Patta (basil leaves), milk, flower and banana, a list of all the names of the deceased in our family and also a khuttei with him.

When once asked what Tarpan means, he replied that it means offering water to one's deceased parents and forefathers. That, on this day it is customary that the son should offer water to them since if it is offered on this day it gives contentment to the deceased.

He used to tell that, on that day from morning there were long queues of people for Tarpan in the bank of the river Brahmaputra. Every one would wait for their turn with all the ingredients in the brass dish after taking a dip in the river with bare body with only a wet khuttei (Bishnupriya Manipuri Lungi). When ones' turn would come the priest (Aiga), would chant the mantra and the offerings were done and once the offering was complete again one had to take a bath in the river. After that only the concerned person breaks his fast by taking Prasadam at the temple.

While my father used to go to the bank of the river for Tarpan, my mother used to go to the temple with the Sikda - offerings of rice, pulses, vegetables, spices, cooking oil, sweets, fruits etc. Since, I always used to accompany my mother I witnessed her putting the bag of Sikha in front of the deities and the Priest's wife (Etema) would ask my mother to utter our Goutra and after that she would chant some mantra and sprinkle some holy water over the bag, then my mother would carry the bag to the place where all the offerings were stored.

On that day there used to be streams of people in the Malthep (Mandir). In the morning, there were only ladies who would come with the Sikda, but as the day would pass the male folk would start to assemble after Tarpan. Then, once Aiga would arrive from the bank of the river, he would perform the Bhog Arati and thereafter all the devotees present were offered Prasadam.

As, life and death are the two realities of life and as the old is replaced by the new, so is my father no longer alive to offer water to his parents and forefathers but his son (my elder brother), replacing him and is offering the same to him and his forefathers. So also Aiga, who used to perform the ritual is no more and has been replaced by his son. And me, replacing my mother's part and going to the Mandir with the Sikda in memory of my deceased father-in-law, as I am no more a mere daughter but also a daughter-in-law.

Everything changes in life but it never stops moving forward. It has its own pace. So are customs, knowingly or unknowingly passed on to the next generation.

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Saturday, 27 September 2008

Browser war

By RK Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi

It is official now: Google has launched its browser called 'Chrome'. With this, the browser war between Microsoft's Internet Explorer and Google's Chrome has turned from the proxy war tactic led by Google on behalf of Firefox Mozilla to a full scale war. Google and Microsft are now face to face.

Browser, which is the gateway for anyone to go online, is big, lucrative business. Here, stakes are high, neither Microsoft nor online marketing giant Google would love to leave this space. Losing and winning, for both of them carry extreme repercussions.

However, here in this article we will not be delving on the browser war, its business impact. But on the newly launch Chrome, its usability from the perspective of an online user.

Google's product and not being tested by millions of Google worshippers! It can't be possible. So, like a devoted Google worshipper I also downloaded the browser and started experimenting with it. Those, who are tracking developments taking place in the internet world, know the news was not new.

Since the day it was launched I have been experimenting, say playing with it. Chrome is neat and slick in its lay out, and has added a new feature that is, the address bar works as both search browser as well as a address bar. One can directly search or open a site in the given bar.

Another feature in Chrome that cannot be skipped is its option to hide one's online activity. After you close the window, nobody can peep into your online history. The browser makes you feel secure. Those who are very cautious of their online hip-hopping will feel exuberant that, at last Google has given the option: what should be left in the history and what not, very useful tool. Especially for those who are being monitored in office or in home.

Another feature that is of importance, Chrome creates thumbnail images of the most visited websites. At this context, I would say both these tools got extreme media leverage. Techno writer didn't let any opportunity to go without mentioning about these two tools.

Now coming to one feature that is really black spot in Chrome, was its dead response after a .pdf file is opened. The browser gets stuck. However, the same file opened in Mozilla Firefox or in Internet Explorer, with butter-like smoothness.

The snag was not only with .pdf file, many websites failed to open in Chrome. Well, the judgment I would pass about the usability of the browser is that, though the browser is still in beta form, it has to go a long way before it is accepted and consumed in the online world. But, I being the Google worshipper will wait for this day to come. Till then Mozilla works fine for me, and it will remain my first choice.

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Friday, 26 September 2008

No recourse

Someone had correctly said: Pay a visit to a railway station; you come to know what the real India is. Tridiv Sinha, in his one visit to the Old Delhi Railway Station to receive his cousin was embattled with the books written by IITians, policeman and the law. Read…

By Tridiv Sinha, New Delhi

The last time I checked, people took platform tickets from the counters and went in to receive their guests in a Railway Station. A few days back I went to New Delhi Railway Station to greet my cousin who was coming from Tripura.

Being a responsible citizen, or may be because of the fear of the fine which will be imposed if caught without a platform ticket, I went to the counter to get one. The most irritating part is to stand in the huge queue just to get a ticket, but the counter was closed to my relief. An important noticeable incident was that I went to Old Delhi Railway Station few days before this incident and we went inside without any tickets and got out too. So, I thought Railway Dept. has stopped this rule and I went on to platform 12 waiting for the Guwahati - Rajdhani Express.

As usual, as with all the trains in India, it was delayed. There was no clue as to how much delay I have to encounter, so I went on to a book store and bought a cheap paperback novel by an IIT pass out thinking it will be best choice to kill time without wasting much money. The moment I started the book, I was like “What on the name of pen and paper, one could dare to write such junk books.” It was so awful; I forgot the name of the author and the title as soon as I read it. After the success of one Mr. Bhagat, every IITian thinks himself as a wannabe writer and fills the bookstands with those stupid books. Somebody should go and tell them that their place is in Engineering World, not writing. I lost 100 bucks in the gamble, but learned one great lesson – Never ever buy a book by a young Engineering pass out. I spent another 1 hour without reading a single word, thanks to Rajdhani for not keeping me waiting for long.

So, finally the train came and I met my cousin on the platform. The plan was to take him to my place where he will stay for the day and he will be off to Chandigarh on the next morning. But, due to the distance of my place from the station, we thought of him staying in the Army Rest House (He was a Defense Personnel). He planned to stay in the one near New Delhi Station and so went to exit through the Platform 1 entrance.

There I learned the second lesson of the day. We were stopped by two officials, one young and the other in his early fifties probably. My cousin got a clear pass as he was having the Train Tickets, but I was stopped. They wanted a fine of Rs 350 stating that I was found guilty for entering the station. I knew I was guilty for not carrying Platform Tickets, but I had no options. The Station wasn’t having one counter providing the tickets. They made a statement which shocked me. According to them, Government introduced a new rule by which there would be no Platform Tickets which will lead to the fact that one other than the passengers can enter the Platforms. It was kind of weird to me so I asked for any written circulars which can support their statement. The officials behaved like I was a criminal and threatened to get me arrested by the nearby Policemen when I asked them to show the order or any authorized written rule stating as such.

My cousin, who is older to me, asked me to step down and managed to convince them with 100 bucks as bribe. Now I got how Railway is getting profits under this Government. They impose some weird fines on common people which create huge revenue. If implementing such strange rules makes Railway Progress, can we call it a real progress? People won’t be able to go inside the platforms to receive relatives. What can happen to a small town common man who comes to ND thinking that his relative or friends will take care of him as soon as he gets out of the train? He has to find his way out all by himself. And if Government hasn’t introduced such rules, then why the Tickets Counters for Platform Tickets are kept closed? Just for illegal money?

And we say, “Railways is going through a revolution, generating profit like never before”.

Wednesday, 24 September 2008

Sri Sri Bhubaneshwar Sadhu Thakur Janma-Mahotsav 2008

The 9th Annual General Body meeting of the Bhishnupriya Manipuri Kalyan Sangathan Mumbai branch held on Sunday, the 21.09.2008 at 2.30 pm at Sri Bipul Sarma’s official resident, New Airport Colony, Santacruz.

Agenda of the meeting:

1. To observe one minute silence for the departed soul of late Guru Devendra Sinha, the president of the Sangathan.

2. To elect a president of the Sangathan.

3. To read out the minutes of last General Body meeting held at Andheri.

4. To receive from the Managing Committee, the report on preceding year’s working; together with the statements of accounts showing the income and expenditure for the period from 1st April to 31st march 2008 and balance sheet there upon.

5. To consider the audit memorandum, along with audit rectification report of the committee there on.

6. To appoint a member auditor.

7. To inform matters specifically requiring decision, concurrence or sanction of the General Body and pass appropriate resolution required,

8. To celebrate of Sri Sri Bhubaneshwar Sadhu Thakur Janmamahotsav.

10. To ratify the admission of new members.

At the outset, Sri Sri Bibulal Sinha, the secretary on behalf of Bhishnupriy Manipuri Sangathan expressed his sincere thanks to the members present there in the General body.

Sri Rebati Mohan Sinha was unanimously elected as President of the Sangathan in place of late Guru Devendra Sinha.

It was decided in the meeting that this year also Sangthan will celebrate the birth anniversary of Sri Sri Bhubaneshwar Sadhu Thakur.

Upon discussing and resolving on these points, the meeting ended in a good note.

Tuesday, 23 September 2008

Silchar flood caricature


By Rebati Mohan Sinha, Mumbai

Since my hometown being Silchar, the recent flood situation is creating restlessness in me. It makes me to do phone calls almost every day to know about any development in the situation. I have been reported quite a number of times by Dr. Debendra Kumar Sinha from Green View Nursing Home, Silchar, about the flood situation around Silchar town.

According to him the mostly affected Bishnupriya Manipuri villages are Bhagatpur, Singari, Chincoorie, Dudpatil, Masughat and many more. We had discussed about the relief work to be undertaken by Nikhil Bishnupriya Manipuri Mahasabha. Here, I would like to mention that the relief measures, taken up either by state/central Govt or NGOs is at the moment the focal point of debate, but not a permanent solution (relief). How long a person could survive on relief every year? Some of you may agree with me that about decades ago the floods were very much under control, than, why is the recurrence now?

Here, I would say not only the government but also the public is to blame for the recurrence of floods. In short the corrupt system has to be. I mean people are not at all aware of their own duties, but never loose a chance to point other's guilt. The years old E&D bunds are starving of maintenance not because of fund crunch but of corruption. Whenever the survey starts for fund allocation for the maintenance of the bund, the so called self styled contractors (unemployed village-youths) make a bee line in front of the concerned office for the contract. Had the order given to a person other than the village contractors; then they do not allow work to commence, either by threat or by force. This way, the time elapses and work never starts. And, had the contract been offered in favour of the villagers, then it is much worse, because they will try to bribe the officials on the pretext that the work has been completed, without doing anything or doing little.

On the other hand the villagers never report to the authorities about the breaches taking place at various places of the E&D bund, either due to wear and tear of time or men-made i.e., slicing the surface for smooth movement of vehicles on the bund or more often dig out the bund and carry away the earth for domestic use such as moping the floor (ghor lepanirka).When the man-made breaches are taking place at many places, no one of us feel the necessity to raise a voice against the culprits. But, the truth is that more than 50% of the flood can be prevented if villagers are vigilant.

Why always blame others or wait that somebody will come and save us from the calamity instead of trying to prevent such occurrence?

Please do comment.


Monday, 22 September 2008

Google browser - calculator

By RK Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi

You come online, and you don’t use the Google search browser. It is not digestible! One can’t bypass the intelligent browser. It is the gateway to the pilgrimage of online journey. One has to start their online journey through this browser. So, it is necessary to know the pilgrimage – the Google browser. More you understand about the Google browser, more enriching will be your online experience.

We all know the Google browser is used to search our intelligent and, of course unintelligent queries. Let’s not begin with our unintelligent search query; how Google interpret our enquiry, it will be dealt later exclusively.

However, let’s begin this time with the Calculator property in the Google browser. Yes, the Google browser functions as a scientific calculator. Those accustomed of using the browser will conclude – it is better than a calculator.

Imagine, you are working in a Microsoft word file, and you have to do simple arithmetic (addition and subtraction) e.g. 22+2-5+17-56. You don’t have the time to open the in-built calculator of your computer or of your mobile.

Relax, just copy and paste the arithmetic in the Google browser. Answer: -20.

To effectively use this feature, you must know the operators and its functions. Have a look at it.

  • Here "+" is the operator of the function "addition". Ex 3+44
  • Same "-" is the operator of the function "subtraction". Ex 13-5
  • * for multiplication. Ex 7*8
  • / for division. Ex 12/3
  • ^ for exponentiation (raise to a power of). Ex 8^2
  • th root of calculates the nth root of a number. Ex 5th root of 32
  • sin, cos, etc. trigonometric functions (numbers are assumed to be radians) sin(pi/3), tan(45 degrees)
  • ln for logarithm base e ln(17)
  • log for logarithm base 10 log(1,000)
  • sqrt for square root. Ex. sqrt(9)

So, how is it? The Google browser is more than a searching tool, it is a scientific calculator, isn’t it?

Readers with scientific writing has an advantage here, they don’t have to learn all these functions. Rest, remember, rote, do whatever, to enhance and recall this online skill.

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Friday, 19 September 2008

Silchar Flood

By RK Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi

You type in the Google browser – Silchar flood – you will find nothing substantial information. You can say there is nothing, absolutely nothing where you can fix your eyeballs. Now the question is, why Google’s best search engine in the world, is failing to bring relevant links on the keyword ‘silchar flood’? The answer is: Because nobody has felt it to write. The loss of property worth of crores and suffering of localites (Bishnupriya Manipuri, Bengalis, Assamese, Meitai Manipuri etc.) means nothing. It is as simple as it is seen on the search page.

A Google Earth view of the Silchar town reveals about its topography. It is surrounded by the Barak River criss-crossing the town. Angriness of the Rain God for few days brings the town not only cut-off from the rest of the country but mayhem on the neighboring villages. Villages go down the water; people are shifted to schools and makeshift camps, army is given order to carry out relief measures and blah-blah, are some of the packaged news that come pouring out from the Barak valley.

The word ‘flood’ has gone so down to the lexicon of the people’s tongue, that they don’t see or remember it. You can say, flood is not new to them. It has become the part of their life. Personally I have witnessed many times, one which that had really frightened me and split my blood cells, took place in the early 90’s. I with my father took a boat from Srikona to Panchgram! We were absolutely sailing over villages. The flood mitigated any signs of the villages; whether it belongs to Bishnupriya Manipuri or Bengali community or Hindu or Muslim religion. The rage of flood was equal everywhere.

Now, let’s come to public response and government initiative that took place with the recent Kosi flood in Bihar. The government ordered PSUs to adopt villages, banks and media started collecting funds from public and what not, to assuage the pain of the people suffered in the flood. I doubt whether such promptness and alacrity is shown on the part of the government or public institution when flood hit the Barak valley. Well, relief measures do take place, but it is forgotten the time flood recedes from the verandah of the home. It is not that we don’t have any empathy towards the flood affected people in Bihar. We seek the same response, that’s all.

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Thursday, 18 September 2008

Sreehatta Sammilani at Mumbai


By Rebati Mohan Sinha, Mumbai

Sreehatta Sammilani came into being on 14th July 2002. Within six years of it`s existence, the Sammilani has become well known, not only to Bengalees and Bishnupriya Manipuris living in Mumbai, but also Kolkata and Delhi, because they are also having Sammilani by same name. Our`s is the youngest among all. We are not blood related but cousins only.

Here, I would like to bring to the notice of every one, whoever visits this blog as to how this Sammilani was formed. It was way back in the year 1998, when my daughter was working in Tata Memorial(Cancer) Hospital, where the patients or the relatives of the patients from North East, even from Bangladesh were sent to her for having a brief on prescriptions given, followed by obtaining of medicines from certain reliable medical stores etc, as they could not understand the language what the doctors and nurses would speak.

It became a routine affair for my daughter to listen to them not only about medicines but also about their woes which were heart wrenching, such as 'dui kiar jomi bechia puri re loya ono aisi'(selling two plots of land I brought my daughter here). In Mumbai, accommodation problem is the biggest one compared to treatment received. These patients used to stay in a dingy rented room, as long the cash brought along would last. Then there would be no options left but to come on to the foot path. Their duration of stay used to be uncertain as it depends on the treatment say, chemo-therapy.When they can not sustain, they are bound to leave the city without completing the treatment. It can be said here that since most of the patients are brought at their last stage for which their stay would always be longer than expected. As my daughter was of God fearing nature, she never used to bear their agonies. Quite often she would narrate about those patients at the time of dinner and used to ask me to think something about them as I am associated with certain NGOs in Mumbai.

During Durga puja celebration quite a number of Silcharites meet at the Shivaji park at Dadar. After Devi`s darshan we all sit on the ground nearby, spreading the mattresses carrying along. On such an occasion once, one among us stood up and suggested to have a Samiti or Sanstha, where we could celebrate cultural and religious functions forgetting about our differences, who is who. Once puja is over every thing is forgotten. Three years have already been passed and at the mean time my daughter also had gone to Singapore and back; but hardly could I progress in that direction other than having a few meetings with our miniscule B.M .community people.

One day, one of our Silcharites told me that the Sreehatta Sammilani was formed.

I was so happy to hear from him but also had a doubt of whether I would be accepted as a member, because I am not a Sylheti Bengalee. Later on it came in my mind that the undivided Sreehatta was spreading up to Badarpur in Cachar district, at the east and Patherkandi in Karimganj district, to the south where Bishnupriya Manipuris were in plenty. Before some one could talk about our community I had a chance to brief on undivided Sylhet, quoting the marriages those took place there in our Bishnupriya Manipuri community as Sylheti.


Tuesday, 16 September 2008

The momentous day


Today, the 16th of September 2008 is a very special day for all those who are involved with the Bishnupriya Manipuri Blog, because, on this very day, exactly one year back it came into its existence with the sole vision of making a mark of the Bishnupriya Manipuri brand in the oceanic world of internet and also endowing a platform to the community people all over the world to participate and express themselves.

By Ranita Sinha, Kolkata

Being associated with this blog from the day of its emergence, it holds a special place in my life. The initial involvement later transformed into an emotional attachment and now it has become a necessary part of my life. Like earlier to start the day without a glimpse of the newspaper created a vacuum in the whole day's activity, now the blog has taken its place. To start the day with a quick peep into the blog gives a refreshing feeling for the whole day and to find a new post or a comment is an additional bonus.

Earlier internet meant only mailing, chatting and orkuting, to me. But taking initiative in the blog gave me an opportunity to utilize my energy and knowledge in a positive and productive way. It introduced me to my inner self. Never ever in my wild dreams I dreamt that I will be able to write whatever little I try to jot down which again gained acclamation (both good and bad) from many.

The Blog is like a baby to me, whose growth I have witnessed right from day one till date. Its growth provides me immense pleasure and simultaneously anybody's accusation creates restlessness within me. In short a sense of possessiveness has developed, which I am sure is same with many who are involved with the blog. Its growth has been steady in this one year and gained popularity at a very short span. It started with a very few number of viewers and contributors but within one year both the numbers have grown extensively.

When I look back it reminds me of many good and bad experiences of mine. It reminds me of the fear that was within me when my first post 'Sri Sri Bhubaneshwar Sadhu Thakur' was published, the positive response gained by the articles 'khuttei' and the Rag Picker, the controversy I got involved with the article of Amar Sinha, my endless efforts to try to write on 'Khuttei' and 'Chakam' and many more.

On this special day it will be unfair on my part if I do not thank Rini, BN, RK Harilal Sinha, Suroshree and Rebati kaku who have contributed so many valuable writings in the initial days and are still contributing. Than our family started extending with the works of Tridiv, Sonika, Jyotirmoy, Surajit, Henry, Sanju, Rajesh and the final appreciation goes to the head of this family, Rishi.

Behind the success story of the Blog lies, ample hard work and positive strategy of the owner of this blog, Rishikesh, who has provided us an opportunity to share our bit with our community people. He is always very focused and never confused with what he is going to do with the blog. Whatever little I get to know from him, I learnt that it requires a lot of effort and patience and it is his selfless dedication that amidst his busy schedule he never neglected the blog, which he says is not his property but his community's. According to him if the blog gets neglected he will be accountable for it to all the viewers and contributors.

Once again on this memorable day I wish that the blog grows more and more in the days to come. There is much more to achieve and a long, long way to go. May this day come year after year and wish that more and more people come and contribute and help to make it BIG.

RK Rishikesh Sinha: Sorry, I can’t say ‘Thanks’ to her. It is a mutual decision between us not to say this word to each other. Very early morning getting this write-up from her made my heart swelled with emotions. When this blog went live late night on this day, she is the first person whom I shared it first. Since then she has been associated with it.

Deep inside I feel happy that she has progressed, she is looking the world, our Bishnupriya Manipuri community, in a different perspective. Managing the two world one that of her family along with the blog, is tough and demanding. I am very much demanding from her. But she has been managing it wonderfully.

I am waiting for the day when her daughter Nanaai will grow up and have the privilege to read all her article and say “That’s my mom”. I will very happy for that day to come.

Interestingly, we have not met with each other minus one glimpse of her when I went to her home in Guwahati to meet her younger sister Namita on the very day when the Assam Tribune carried a write-up on me.

At last, I am grateful to non-Bishnupriya Manipuri readers who drop at this blog and take something from it. They have read, commented and even subscribed to it. The coming days will see lot of people dropping at this blog, I hope they learn from it.

Monday, 15 September 2008

Five holy steps in Gmail

By RK Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi

There is nothing new to add in the arena of internet the importance that the electronic mail plays in our day to day life. It is the first step to get introduced into the fragmented, faceless world of internet. 

Unfortunately, the electronic mail is less understood, it is being used lesser to its highest potential. Well, I am talking about Google Mail i.e., Gmail - the ubiquitous mail that has taken into its fold more million people than any other email providers put together. 

People are shedding off their first email identity - created in other providers like Yahoo!, MSN, rediffmail, and like many - to Gmail. And, I am one among million people to do so. 

The bonhomie that I have built up with Gmail is special and mutual. And after you read this article, you will come to know - why it is so. 

Going straight, when my friends catch me red-handed in Gmail early hours and trigger a chat, saying - what's up? Those known to me, they know I have a ready-made answer - Mail Management! 

Here are few of the steps that I follow in Gmail, you can say Mail Management. Sorry, it is not about pressing ‘delete’ button to mails. 

1. Archive: The Archive tab that you see in your Gmail is an important tool. Very few people use it intelligently. Use this tab when you see the mail is important, but it is NOT very important at present. The mail has its importance in future. By pressing on the Archive button, you will be deleting the mail (in Google terminology - conversation) from your mail box, to be sent to one corner of Google's space. You can retrieve the mail by clicking on the All Mail tab on the extreme right panel in Gmail.

By extensive use of this tool, you will come to know - why Gmail doesn’t have any folder system that is available in Yahoo! mail and other email platforms. You understand Google's philosophy. 

2. Filter: Filter is another one feature on which I give series of lectures in my office and in my friends circle. Use this tool when in your list of persons, you exchange mail extensively - official and personal. By doing so, you will not only keep track of all the mail exchanges - sent, but also of your received mail (in inbox). To create Filter is easy, do it now.

But,don't forget to label it.

3. Label: I would say Label is the substitution of Folder system. Create different ‘Label’ for the 'Sent' and received mail. By doing so, you will be able to track each and every mail 'label'ed without getting tizzy at the last moment to search a mail. 

4. Open as Google Document: Is one such feature that I use it almost every day when writers of this blog send their beloved articles. By doing so, I create double copies of an article, one in the Gmail [original] and another in Google Docs. 

5. Star: Hmmm! With 'Star' you could priortize your mails according to their importance and urgency. However, you can give different colours to the stars, it is the Google's latest new addition. 

Practice these tools, you will find Gmail is much scientific and humane to our demands and needs. This I called - Mail Management. 

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Friday, 12 September 2008

The maximum town: Silchar


By Rebati Mohan Sinha, Mumbai

The Silchar town is still synonymous to our native places because whenever some one ask me, where am I from? I say, form Silchar. Here in Mumbai, we are the people of erstwhile Cachar district (Hailakandi &Karimganj included), running an NGO, named “Sreehatta Sammilani”. I would come up later, with a write up on this Sanstha.

We, most of us are from Silchar and when ever there is a great Bengali function in the city, we are always remembered and even Assamese never forget to call us in Assam Bhavan. The name Silchar is quite famous among the Bengalees living in Mumbai, immaterial whether they are from east or west Bengal.

I was born and brought up in Baromuni; but my paternal village is Bhubaneshwar Nagar, located east of village Mohanpur. My present village, South Bekirpar (Panibhora) in Baromuni is east of Mr.Rajkumar Rishi`s maternal village, Katakhal. During my boyhood, I never went to Silchar, because there was no motorable road up to Kabuganj from where people used to go to Silchar by bus. Whenever any villager comes back from Silchar, we the children anxiously looking at him as if he came back after winning a war. It was really a dream for us to go to town (Silchar), leaving apart seeing a movie. First of all, where was the money for a child of my age? Those days we had never heard of any pocket money, for children like us, studying in H.E.schools, which five kms. away from our village. We used to cover 10 km every day with bare foot on a kacha rasta, full of stones.

It was in 1955; one of my friends took me to town, stayed in a hotel at Premtola, named Smriti hotel. I still remember the charges, it was one rupee a day for both of us.The meals.. ‘maser jhol-bhat’ was costing sowa taaka (Rs.1.25 p) ‘daal-bhat’ aat anna ( daal-rice, costing 50 paise). I was not having even a pie with me, all expenses borne by my friend, even for the movie. I would not forget the name that was “Sadhu Ramprasad”. In those days, the younger generation used stand in front of cinema halls (Oriental,Annapurna and Kalabati) listen filmy songs operating for crowd pulling. We took two third- class tickets having no seat numbers, costing only six annas per head. No sooner had the gate opened than we rush in, occupied the front row to view the picture comfortably; but it was our wrong calculation, we could not see even the figures properly. We thought it would be like a ‘jaatra’performed in villages. As we went out of the hall,I felt paining at my neck. So, that was the first hand experience about a town. I would not like to go in detail about the best town in Barak valley.Even today; it is one of the best business centres of North East region. It is a Bengali populated town from the British era and during Bangal kheda,the Bengalees from upper Assam left their business and settled down in Silchar and another exodus from Bangladesh during 1971 war. Due to increase in population and absence of infrastructure, now it is about to be burst at it’s seems. I could find hardly any change in main arteries, the streets of town. There are city buses but ‘naam ke waste’. One has to either walk or avail of cycle rickshaws or wait for a point to point auto service for example: to reach the northern part (Tarapur) of the town from southern end (Rangirkhari), one has to avail of such services; but can not reach the destination at one go i.e., to get down at midtown, wait for another point to point auto service.

It is obvious, one should have allergic at looking at the infrastructure available; but there is no other option. In my case, whenever I go on leave from Mumbai, sometime I do marketing in kolkata, even vegetable and sweet, to avoid buying anything from the town. Once landed at Kumbirgram I proceed straight way home. It is not that I would not be buying anything during my stay and I would not say, it is a solution.

RK Rishikesh Sinha: What Rebati Mohan Sinha has divulged here in this article has really made me to jot down that the town Silchar what today is, was not the same that this write-up describe it. I didn’t know Silchar was indeed inaccessible to the villages here mentioned. I am imagining, if this bit of information is so important today, what would be its importance after 10 years down the line. Good thing, the information has been archived.


Thursday, 11 September 2008

A word of caution


By Tridiv Sinha, New Delhi

The following words are related to a sport which is followed by very few Indians, with only one participant in its 50 years of history, without any winners. In case you haven’t figured which sport I’m talking about, the intro would come as follows: The premier ‘Open Wheel Racing’ sport involving the most advanced technology and which tests both the player and his ride, The Formula1 [Or F-1 for short].

No need to sing the glory of F-1 when we have something more to discuss on. But to make my points clear, some points should not be left unattended without which the idea would be missing. To start with, the championship consists of 17 or 18 races around the globe per year [March to November]. Ten teams with two regular drivers each along with some test drivers for each team compete for the Constructors Championship. Points scored by drivers add to the Team Total, test drivers acting as reserves. Twenty drivers compete for the Driver’s title. This sport is the test of both man and machine. 50 Technical Stuffs are dedicated to a single Driver/Car.

Among some amazing facts about the feats of the car, one of the most important is the safety. Recent cars can attain a maximum speed limit of 340 km/h. The driver’s safety is thus very important. Recent cars are like fortresses, drivers come out with minor injuries from collisions at 200km/h. With some injuries at 300km/h, the driver still comes out alive. The most important part in the whole package of the car is its Aerodynamics. Due to its Aerodynamics, a car’s apparent weight becomes 6 times the original and it can run upside down on the roof at racing speed.

Since it involves a lot of engineering, F-1 is guided by some rules so that no one gets unfair advantage over another. Technology apart, drivers are also required to follow some specific rules and regulations and Race Stewards are there to keep track that everything goes on well.

One of the greatest drivers in F-1, Michael Schumacher was criticized by press due to his reckless driving and some risky maneuvers which leads to risky situations for both him and the other drivers concerned. Race Stewards have fined him for his mistakes. The recent controversy in F-1 was of one such incident, with the other way around. This time, most of the press backed the Driver who took a risky move to overtake his opponent. If I don’t disclose the identities, people won’t understand what’s wrong in here.

First of all, English contributes to the max number of press and media coverage. Schumacher was a German and he never raced for a British Team. Even though he made mistakes, press multiplied them ten folds and made him the criminal.

In the last race, Lewis Hamilton and Kimi Raikkonnen are the leaders, Kimi taking the lead from 3rd position as early as the third lap. He led the race for 40 laps out of 44. The rains came a bit later than predicted when there were only 3 laps left. Everyone on dry tires were losing grip and started making mistakes. A wet track is always risky, especially when you were driving with dry tires. After a long straight, Hamilton made a move on Kimi on the outside, locked up his wheels, went on to cut the track [short cut] and moved ahead of Kimi. In a race, a driver is fined with a drive through penalty within next three laps for such a mistake. Kimi lost his control later and retired from the race. So, eventually, Lewis Hamilton won the race with Felipe Massa finishing second. Race stewards revealed that they fined Lewis with a drive through penalty which he didn’t serve. So, they added 25 seconds to his time and declared him getting the fourth position, with Massa getting the first position.

Press reacted against this; they wanted Hamilton to be the winner. Now, Hamilton was a British Driver racing for a British team. Press backed him by saying that what he did was just a racing move. All these years, press reacted against Schumacher for his risky moves and suddenly they are in favor of risky moves saying it’s the spirit of racing.

How biased these press people are, we can only understand with such examples. They will back you if you were on their side. They will condemn you if you are on the other side. We have always followed English newspapers and news channels, because we understand the language more than other European languages. They want us to believe that they are always the victims and the honest ones. All the mistakes are committed by the people on the other side; they are the wise ones, the just ones.

Do read newspapers in English, but let’s not follow everything blindly. Just think before you believe in the outlook of the writer. Blind belief is a curse in the modern educated world.

I must not regret

By RK Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi

Getting a job in Central and State Government – comes as a chimera for the Bishnupirya Manipuri masses. Why not? Because of red-tape, corruption and irregularity in the employment generation routine – majority of the educated youngsters don’t even look at it. To be precise, it is not true in the case of UPSC conducted exam. It is based on merit, and only on merit. Here again we face the same question – we don’t have enough educated, confident mass to compete in this exams. So, one option is left for class 10 and Class 12 passed youngsters to try hand in to become a fauzi.

I won’t say anything about them who try hard to get in the military jobs. After all who am I to dictate what they should do and what they shouldn’t. They have a responsibility on their broad shoulder of their parents, brothers and sisters. They know much better than me. But in my occasional visits to villages when I see aspirants preparing themselves for this job, I feel good that they will soon get transformed into “man” of responsibility, upon which the whole nation will rely upon.

However, this article is not for those who have made up their mind to get into government jobs or private jobs, they have already decided their fate. It is for those who are in predicament state – where to go: government jobs or private jobs.

Before a candidate comes to a decision, he must know himself, first. What pushes him, what does he think about himself and about others, and what are his personal aspirations and how he sees himself in future? Knowing that, there are pros and cons in both these sectors.

Government jobs (read becoming a fauzi):

  • It gives you instant stability in your life. You see your life smoothly running.
  • You are saved from unnecessary harassments, for your parents and relatives from many external factors.
  • Though your salary is less compared to biggie corporate czar (comparison is not good), you know you can live a decent life in a nuclear family.
  • You know the rules and regulations of your respective field that come as handy for others.
  • You roam all parts of India, even abroad in government sponsored trip. Good for those, who loves traveling, and traveling.
  • You see and become part of the whole BIG country, that can’t be possible in private jobs. You know the lanes and mohallas of your duty area.
  • You become a part of a BIG, expanding family of your comrades, who remains with you in your job life. You build a bond that is sometimes as thick as blood relationship.

Now coming to private jobs:

India Inc is growing. You become the part of it. There is phenomenal growth prospect with perfect knowledge base and experience.
  • Your salary may exceed 5 times more than the government employee. You take home hefty pay package.
  • You love to evolve with time. You learn and equip yourself with latest tools and technology, and management practices. Everyday is a new day for you.
  • Your future is in your hand. It may take higher flight or may lands in a barren area, if due care is not taken.
Well, there are many nitty gritty involved in both the profession. It is not possible to incorporate all of these factors here. But, one thing before one take a plunge must remember-when they look back they should not regret saying: if I would have chosen such and such profession….

Wednesday, 10 September 2008

Change-precursor of growth

By RK Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi

For many days I have been thinking, well to the better direction - that the blog must diversify the scope of the articles. I have uploaded many articles, written by many Bishnupriya Manipuri writers (take my articles as well), that were of no relation and relavance to the purpose of this blog for which it was created - becoming the window of our rich customs and culture to the whole world, and bringing all Bishnupriya Manipuri people in one platform so that exchange of ideas and thoughts could take place in an independent manner. I feel - change is what precursor of growth.

On September 15, the baby would be one - year old. In this one-year journey I would personally say, it was an enriching journey. I learnt many things about our culture, people and what not. Something that was vague about our people, culture and customs has become crystal clear to me. I suppose, to many as well. More than that, I have come to know the strength of our people. What do they urge, they fear about, and of course their failure and success.

I am so happy those who have been in its nascent stage have remained still with this blog. I am grateful to Ranita Sinha, BN Sinha, our Rebati Mohan Kaku and all those who have been sprinkling this blog with their beautiful articles. Please excuse me; I am not including their names. The list is too long. I really appreciate Rebati Mohan Kaku, of his age and zero-online experience he is gearing up with all modern online tools. That is something I find it hard to digest. Now, he doesn't comment twice!

Here, if some writers have become I-know-your-name status in our online, no-geography Bishnupriya Manipuri world. Readers have found commenters were also able to steal the show from them. To begin with from Sandy (Amar Sinha article controversy), I would add names of Pink Flyod (in the recent article Study) and my friend Kusum Yadav. She ambushes articles with her comments! Pink Floyd can make anyone run for their money. Getainta Getainta ...Tainta...Tainta, yes Obai Itao, his signature is blockbuster HIT. People have started imitating him.

I may be forgetting many things that I should have added here. Please excuse me, if this is so.

Coming to the point of change that we are going to bring, accommodating articles NOT relevant to the Bishnupriya Manipuri community. I would say, at first I have changed, change in the perspective of my understanding about the whole blog, readers, commenters, writers, and of course identifying the people (Bishnupriya Manipuri) those who read but don't comment, simply they don't leave behind their entry and exit route. I have tracked them through this blog.

Besides it, somewhere I am feeling the pinch that I am NOT doing justice to the readers of this blog. I am conversant in many topics since they are irrelevant to the blog as such, it is not being added here. And something that I don't know (it is not possible to know each and every thing under the sun) to seek it I have to go somewhere. Can't it happen that my thirst to know is fulfilled here itself? It can be - just we have to diversify.

Here is an example that has really prompted me to ponder hard. Few weeks back I met a Bishnupriya Manipuri friend, in our first meeting I come to know, (he said) he is tracking India and the world energy sector for the last two years. Before meeting him I used to give cursory glance to this sector (India-US Nuclear deal), but after meeting him I have made it a point to track this sector. What is this - I would say he has inspired me. Now, turning the table - something that I could assist him in his intellectual growth is - government initiative in this particular sector and in broad - policies that revolve around it. This could happen if he starts writing in the blog about energy sector and I start on government policy, finance ...online, technology.

While doing so, the benefit, you can say the writers would be getting will be, in the due course of time - they would be specialised in their domain. And from readers' point of view - reading an article without looking anywhere in print or online. Intellectual empowerment, precisely I would say.

In this context, I would like to share one (recent) incident. In India, media, both print, online and TV, was getting frenzy with reams of articles written on the launch of iPhone. I haven't touched, you can say, watched anything about the launch. Why? I was pretty sure - what they would be writing about? I saved my time - not reading the stuff, and I utilised the time reading something of my interest. If I would have used this blog much before when it was launch in European countries- definitely I would have saved many readers from ploughing inside this media frenziness. To this, thanks to my previous employer - I am proud that there is no page on the internet about mobile technology that I haven't read!

With this, I hope, all readers would agree that the blog, you love so much, come handy with all sorts of stuff, thus equipping yourself, hence educating ourselves. Start writing on the stuff - you love, and want to share.

Can someone heal Silchar?

By RK Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi

Can someone heal Silchar, Assam? Indeed, a tortuous question? Anytime the name of Silchar pops up in my mind, my whole body starts aching with pain. It is not the distance that causes it. It is something in the air that I can't breathe. I find my village - Dad's village Mohanpur and Mama's village Baromoni- much better than the Silchar town. I get peace there. You can say I am bit prejudice about the town. May be I can't converse in Slyheti Bengali. This may be the one reason.

I introspect why I am allergic to the town. As soon as I get there my whole body swings in lightning speed to get in as soon as possible to my village. I don't want, mere the urge, to amble around the town. It doesn’t arise in my conscious. I am always in the escapist mood.

I have asked many - how do they find living in Silchar, Assam. I haven't found to my memory, someone nodding in the favour of it. I analysed what would be the reasons that had made me No-No to Silchar. I don't have any sympathy or empathy to the town. Very blunt-isn't?

Cutting slice by slice - what would be the key reasons hating the silchar town. First, let me take the case of language - Sylheti Bengali. I have spent seven years of my golden schooldays there in Kendriya Vidyalaya Panchgram and Kendriya Vidyalaya Masimpur. I haven't converse a bit of the local dialect while I studied there. Now, when I face the fact that despite staying there for a long time, I am not able to fluently converse the language - is this the one reason that somewhere I negates to the town. It may be the reason. I don't know.

Second, is it the infrastructure of the town that puts me off? Well, I would say India is a big country if there are towns and cities which are well planned, than there are pockets of areas where the name of infrastructure doesn't arise. However, very early in my life I have seen both the world where one hand there are islands of excellent infrastructure, and another where there is nothing. And Silchar - comes in both the world. I would say equipped with modern infrastructure.

In statistical term, according to the Census of 2001, in the Cachar district (read with Silchar town), in 1020 villages drinking water facilities was available, compared to neighbouring districts Hailakandi it was 327 and Karimganj (915). In case of bus services in the villages, however it was pathetic. It is mere 381 villages, more than in Hailakandi where it was 141, connected to the bus service. In Karimganj it was 614.

Coming to education, the Cachar district is far ahead of the two neighbouring districts. The district got 381 Middle school, Secondary/ Sr Secondary Schools (155) and colleges (17). Hailakandi, it got 206, 60 and colleges (data not available).

So, I give a clean chit to infrastructure, this is not the reason that I love to hate the Silchar town.

That was enough to see the town externally and with all measurements, let me put down the colour glass that I am wearing and see inside what was the state in which we were living. Was there any type of scarcity scar that had remained in my mind to this day? I would say - Yes, there were numerous incidents where we have felt the heat of the town. From scarcity of cooking gas to kerosene, to water. Uffff....My heart slips out of my body! This may be reason. I got it.

Wait. This is not the absolute reason. I hate the business cartel that is running in the National Highway between Guwahati and Silchar. May be this is the reason behind my No-Silchar belief. There is a big business mafia that is stemming the growth in this stretch of road. They are not allowing the stretch to be connected with railway connectivity. After all for transportation mafia the road spins out million dollars to them. Sorry, this is not the reason. It can't be. The stretch has provided food and shelter to many Bishnupirya Manipuri people working as drivers or conductors or travel agents.

Enough! Don't read more. There is no strength in my intensity of my hateness. I love the town more than any other city or town in India. After all the town is the epicenter of my existence.

Tuesday, 9 September 2008

I have no regret, now


By Rebati Mohan Sinha, Mumbai

It was year 1972, I and my family, wife and year-old daughter traveling from Vishakhapatnam to Silchar via Calcutta. In those days, Air line passengers were to report to city office first, then to Dum Dum Airport by airline’s own bus. On that fateful day, I reached Howrah Railway Station and took a taxi to air office at Rasbehari Avenue. As the taxi driver about to park the vehicle near the air office, a porter came running and started helping us to take out the luggage from the taxi and at the mean time I was paying the fare to the driver. And on reaching the counter, saw a black attaché was missing, I immediately turn around and saw the taxi was taking a U turn. I started running after the taxi and some how reached nearer and tapping on, to stop but it didn’t. It was dusk and streets were becoming dark and the streets light were started burning. I kept on running after it; but how long a human being ran against a machine? I had to give up and headed towards the taxi union office to hand over my particulars as well as taxi`s and went back to brief my wife at air office, where I could see, my daughter was crying non-stop for the want of milk and my wife was trying her best to console. It was night 9 o clock, I saw a restaurant nearby and went straightway there and pleaded for a glass of milk for my daughter. On hearing my unfortunate tale, the shop-owner oblized to me. After having some snacks I went straight to Lalbazar Police Station (HQ) to lodge a complaint. The officer on duty heard me patiently on looking at my identity card and instructed his subordinate to do the needful. The immediate action taken was to instruct wireless control room to send messages to traffic police to detain the taxi. It was my bad luck; there was no sign of taxi even after my two hours of waiting at the Police Head Quarters. At around 2 o clock in the morning, I went back to air office.

The next day, my second ordeal started on the issue of duplicate air tickets on the basis of police report; but the Station manager expressed his inability to issue the same, saying that there was no such clause existing. The loss of ticket is loss of money, he said. Then I asked him to issue tickets on payment; but he refused saying, no seats available. I asked, my tickets were ok ones, why couldn’t he issue? He said, waiting listed passengers would be given the first preference. The co-passengers were requesting him to accommodate us on humanitarian ground; but he did’nt, saying that I could avail of Gauhati flight where seats were in plenty, I had no other option; but to by tickets and some how board the plane. We reached safely at Gauhati. The train for Silchar was to depart at the evening; I had contacted a coolie to arrange two seats on premium, in an unreserved compartment, which he agreed. Then we went for buying some clothes as our dresses were in that lost attaché case. The next day we reached Silchar, stayed at home for a month and enjoyed a lot with nearest and dearest and went back to Vishakhapatnam.I have no regret now, what so ever happened is happened.

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Monday, 8 September 2008


By RK Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi

New/Old Delhi Railway station - mere mentioning of the name sprouts in me all the forgotten, dormant memories, associated with this busiest railway station of India. How, as a child clutching my father's hand we used to board to another train, how as a teenager slept on its platforms, and went for Delhi Darshan on walk. These and many memories come crumbling out of my every visit to this railway station. This time for the last two days I had been visiting the railway station, and every time it reminds me all the sweet and harrowing experience that took place in the railway stations.

Now when I visit the railway station, although I don't remember a figment of its past structure, how it looked at that time, one thing that assures me again and again - I have become a "man", my parents don't accompany me every time I leave home.

From the basket of memories, here is the one that I would say, still if you ask my mom to narrate she would love to go on a pre-recorded speech, innumerable times! A cup of tea with “aaee”, assured! The year was 1983, we - my mother, dad, younger brother, and another brother younger to him, who at that time was still in mom's lap, after getting down from the Jammu-New Delhi train, were literally running to catch the link-train to Guwahati, Assam. In the football of passengers, we were headed by a coolie carrying our boxes and beddings, beside him my father, next to him my mom, my younger brother and I clutching my mom's hand. In the catch-the -train exercise, the coolie was working as a lamp post, a beacon giving direction to us. In the bevy of people, many times my father was not visible to my mom, and the distance between us with minutes was increasing.

Seeing the distance increasing, and not able to carry three of us, mom instructed my younger brother to run and catch Dad. Time was too short; the train would be leaving after 5 minutes.

Finally, we were able to catch the link-train. We were all happy, and started occupying our respective berths. Breaking the atmosphere of merriment, suddenly my father asked where is "Gautam"- my younger brother. He was not with us. He has lost. Hell breaks loose upon all of us. Pain of loosing a member from the family instantly grimaced in our face. We all started searching for him in different directions, but keeping sight of the train bogie.

Fear of not loosing rest two of us, my mom assembled us, though by that time we have got down from the bogie and were waiting for the arrival of my Dad. We were crying and were seeking help, asking people- have they seen the “lost” boy? Something that was pumping our blood high and higher, and all negatives thoughts enveloping us - it was the non-stop announcements running in the railway station: mentioning the names of lost children.

At last, in our face smiled appeared when we saw Dad bringing Gautam in his hand. We all heaved a sigh of relief and boarded the train again. Later Dad told he went to the direction we have had traversed. He saw, Gautam crying loudly encircled by people. The incident still sends goose bumps and am still feeling it while I am writing this.

Here I stop if I go on writing among many incidents, one in which I got lost for 7 hours without a penny in pocket in the same station, another in which I was in the midst of passengers who were ill-tempered and were physically fighting, I bet the blog's space wouldn't be enough to accommodate it, even readers' capacity to digest it.

We all readers would be happy, if you share with all of us your sweet travel memories. Do write.

Why you should participate in Forums and Associations?

By RK Rishikesh Sinha, New Delhi

Ask anybody - why don’t you participate in the meetings of the social organisation? They come out with 1001 reasons why they are not participating in the social gatherings. It is an universal truth-few people participate in such activities, so it is not new to the Bishnupriya Manipuri community. At the outset, I bite the bullet of their ignorance - what they are missing from the perspective of their development. They are missing the opportunity that other people will happily pay for it. Anyway, going straight to the topic - what an individual could gain while participating in such activities.

I would say I had the same belief couple of years back till I passed out from the Gauhati University. I was in those group who brusque aside any sort of attachment with social, cultural or political organizations or forums. The turning point came, though to my credit in my whole school life, I had only two certificates - one certifying that I have passed class 10 and another that I have successfully cleared class 12, when in the middle of the tenure in the university I filled in the Press Trust of India (PTI) Recruitment Form for the post of Sub-editor/ Reporter, jobs that I could try it for.

While filling in the Form, which was lengthy and self-explanatory, I come to know the importance that goes alongside with your education qualifications, ones understanding of the socio-politico-cultural values. It banged my mind - if for an entry label job, PTI is taking into consideration candidature's association with Society/ Associations. Definitely, there is something in the connection of the two different things - education qualifications and ones association. Though I was oblivious at that time, I religiously started taking part in these activities which have had no relation to my job prospects. I organized Saraswati Puja in our campus at Guwahati, Assam, and got first-hand experience organizing such activities.

Learning Curve:

  • Once becoming the part of the group, one comes to know how a group consisting of different types of people reacts to a particular situation. You understand the group dynamics.
  • You develop a polished behaviour.
  • You understand the pull and push that goes in life.
  • You don't lose control with pity remarks.
  • You network with people who are from different spheres of profession, thus helping you in understanding a field that you are not familiar with.
  • You develop contacts that may help you in your personal and professional life. If you under estimate this. Wait till you grow up.
  • Beside this, you can show your participation in such association in your CV. A smart employer knows the importance of this.
  • If you happen to get a post, you can add in your visiting card, or in your CV that such-and-such organisation has bestowed upon me this post, and hence responsibility. Tell the people you are responsible to the task assigned to you. You are representing something that is NOT wrong, so there is nothing to hide it.
Hence, if the Bishnupriya Manipuri community gives you a post, plus with a responsibility, respect it. It is an honour, you are the official representative of the whole big community.

In a nutshell, do associate - if you feel there is nothing to gain, you must know you will not be loosing anything.

Sunday, 7 September 2008

Emar Tharor Arati

By Rebati Mohan Sinha, Mumbai

Adding a pinch of salt and spice to Mrs. Ranita’s article ‘Aarati in Emar Thar’ to enhance the existing taste of reading. Once I read in a Bishnupriya Manipuri monthly, that a group of elderly people objected aarati performers, performing Aarati in Emar thar at Sadhu Thakur`s Ashram at Tarapur, Silchar. They even challenged their propriety by saying as to who has allowed them to perform in the malthep. There was about to be a commotion between them, and the elderly group ultimately left in a huff.

But this time Ranita has found so much of changes there, which is really a positive sign. Mr. Jogendra Kumar Sinha, Retd. High School Head Master and President, Sanskriti Parishad, NBMM, has published a book (Emar tharor) of Aarati at Silchar. His work has been appreciated by all. Mrs. Sandhya Mukherjee and her party might be using the copy of the same book for their aarati. I am also having a copy of that book which, the writer himself had sent to me years ago. One or two of Emar tharor aratis are now performed almost in every villages.

Who says, there is no changes? Now we can say, that transition is taking place in our society. Here I would like to share something about ‘aarati stealing’, some one might have heard it but I am sure most of the young generation might not have heard about it. We call it ‘aarati chorkorani’. Let me brief it in a simple way: the aarati performers of one village stealthily enter to a ‘maalthep’ of another village in the wee hours of the day, while the villagers are caught unaware, as they are in deep sleep and start performing the Mongolaarati i.e., beating of drums and singing. Hearing this, the villagers rush to the maalthep with their music instruments to encounter them. On completion of the event, there would be a feast(bandara) arranged for the performers in the maalthep. Similarly in the evening also aarati chorkorani is very much in vogue. But regret to say that now a days these aaratis are scarcely heard in maaltheps other than the big utsavs, like Basanti Puja.

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Saturday, 6 September 2008

Aarati In Emar Thar


By Ranita Sinha, Kolkata

The Hindu culture is a very rich and vast culture. All the year round they have one or the other festival to celebrate. They offer Pujas to different Gods and Goddesses . It is rightly said that a Hindu celebrates thirteen festivals in twelve months. But each and every community has its own unique way to perform the festivals.

The Bishnupriya Manipuri community, also being a Hindu community, performs different pujas. The rituals followed by them are very elaborate. One unique feature of the community is the chanting of Aratis while performing puja. Aratis are performed mainly in the morning, noon and afternoon. The morning aarati is called Mongolarti, noon its called Bhogarati and evening it is called Sendarati. The aartis are mainly sung in Brajabali language, similar to Bengali.

During my last visit to my in-law's village, New Bhakatpur, Silchar to attend Basanti Puja, pledged by my mother-in-law, I witnessed a very unusual thing there. The Mongalarati and Bhogarati are performed by the village people but I was surprised to see that each and every day, for four days during sendarti, different aarti performers from far off villages came voluntarily and performed aarati. It was like having a competition. Every day there were three to four groups who came to perform. It was a real pleasure to witness so many potentials of our community.

Though all the aarati groups were incomparable, yet one group I would say had an edge on the others- the aarati performers of Silchar Town. They performed the whole aarati in Emar Thar (mother tongue). But they did not fondle the original tune and melody of the songs, only the lyrics were translated to Bishnupriya manipuri language, which I would say is an effort taken by them for which they need a standing ovation.

The performers that came from Silchar were mostly women in Chakchabi and Inafi namely- Sandhya Mukherjee, Ruprekha Rajkumari, Rinku Sinha, Putia Sinha, Lalita Sinha, Munu Sinha and were accompanied by the men in Phaichom and Punjabi namely- Sri Chandrakanta Sinha(Retd. Additional I.T. commissioner), Sri Ramananda Rajkumar and Sri Gunadhar Sinha.

There may be other groups who perform aaratis in our language, but this group is the first I ever heard performing aartis in our language and for that I thought of penning down whatever I could recollect.

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Ganesh Mahautsav in Mumbai

By Rebati Mohan Sinha, Mumbai

The ten days celebration of Ganesh Chaturthi started in Mumbai from 3rd Sept and will continue till the 12th of Sept 2008 amidst great devotion and grandeur. 

These days it is very common to see the idols of Lord Ganesha in every household of Mumbai since, irrespective of Maharastrians or non Maharastrian, Hindu or Sikh-Ishai, every one believes that having an idol at home brings peace and prosperity.

Ganesh Chaturthi has always been celebrated with much more aplomb in Mumbai than any other places of Maharashtra. This festival is probably the only one, where not only does family keep the Ganesha idol in their home but also visit relatives and friends home. Like Durga Puja in West Bengal, the devotees hop from one mandap of Sarbajanik Ganautsav to another for a darshan of their beloved elephant headed God. The idol, Lalbaugh Cha Raja is famous for its gigantic size. Last year about 65 lakh devotees had a darshan and the offerings in term of gold and money was more than a crore.

Ganeshutsav has such importance in the minds of the people because of his divine status given among all the Hindu Gods, where no puja can start with out the invocation of his name and also because of his power to destroy obstacles for which he is popularly known as the ‘Vighnaharta’. 

Most of the families in Mumbai do not keep the idol for 10 days at their home, some families worship for a day, some for 3 days, few for 5 days or 7days. The immersion starts from the 3rd day at various beaches of Mumbai.

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