Sunday, November 8, 2009

FLOATING THOUGHTS

It is about a wek that I came to re-visit India and am staying on River-side of GANGA in West Bengal and miles away from kolkata(no more I like City- life).
After tussling with Jet-lag, now battling against a mild type of 'Flu' and am winning.
Mixed up with all these , yesterday got a saddening news from my sons through E-mail that Aban Mazumder, (the son of Dr. M. Mazumder and Dr. (Mrs)A. Mazumder of C.R. Park, Delhi ) Passed away in in U.S.A on friday last after suffering from Cancer(terminal Stage).
Yes.sadness can sometimes, affect one so much! Death is inevitable for all. But Aban Mazumder was such a good and brilliant person , yet so young in life, with a family and well settled in U.S.A.
Dr Mazumder and I ,both were students of Mrdical college, calcutta(he was one year junior), and Mrs (Dr).Mazuder is so nice a lady, highly cultured .They were our neighbours, in C.R Park since 1970s untill 2006. Now approaching 80 yrs, they had everything and reason to live happily.
Once born , every one has to die but not in this way !. For parents , living so happily at this octogenarian age and then to face such terrible shock of loss of a young brilliant son this way,seems to me , a tragedy that the old parents have the right to ask the Divine for an answer, to be consoled .

FLOATING THOUGHTS & Ailing body

An ailing body is a bad vehicle for higher thoughts.

It is like a cracked base for a space ship to make successful take-off.

God has a better a better choice than taking shelter in broken house.
AUTOBIOGRAPHY
Born in between two towo world-War games
in remotest colonial rural base
conditioned -natural like tropical intestinal worms
grew up though famine and uncertain future-stagge

My child-hood ,I know,- a bundle of joy
un-burdenedl like that of modern child
yet knew the famines , while growing up
and matuerd fast knowing 'Atom-bomb'
My whole youth shivered through cold-war games
all 'uncertain - principles' grinning round
Yet I survived all those killing games
and saw the wide World of Modern time
Lived in Universe of Einstein -Dirac -Time
flew the jet-flights for decade long
more than a decade my USA life
now waiting for flight beyond Time and Space
with some 'pass-port' of another form.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

AS I RETURN _II

But do I feel sorry to return ? No . And this time , after 16 yrs of my life and experience in in the largest Democratic country and learning and experiencing so much in the afrenoon period of my life with my wife and ,-children who are married and settled there , I decided to seek back my old root of Culture and Heritage and give expression to my thoughts and soul, blooming out of my life-experience.
It is on the Bank of Ganges, about 15 miles away from the outer border of Kolkata , where I have happily found my place to settle , rest and contemplate. And I shall not declare the name of the place with purpose, to keep it close to me and further from public notice and record.I could have gone back to South Calcutta where i have a flat in my Parents house , but, at this afternoon or evening glow of living , I want to be away from the noisy city of mamon-life of vital battle and greed.I love that Place but I don't want to live back in the past.
My greatest satisfaction of searching out my desired nest 9 for this old evermigrating bird0 is that , people here and around are so nice ,polite , helpful,truthful nd open-hearted.. They represent the olden golden culture of India and Bengal before the unfortunate Invason history of Bharat from where the best brains and souls of Bengal flowered and spread.The proof of that lies in the nature of the simple. down-to-earth and down-trodden people of these place for whom poverty is not hated and grreed and cunning game is un-welcome.

AND AS I RETURN

And as I revisit BHarat(India) after my summer stay in sub-tropical Land , it is a rare experience of joy and sadness. If one is a grown up soul with undying and even growing consciousness, it is so difficult to forget one's 'Root', from which he or she has so long (more thsn half the length of his life) has received his cultural and social nourishment and received and responded to so many rhythms and vibrations of life and living. Yet this long migrating bird ,on return flight, finds so many things changing or different. It is said knowledge and information ,while en-riching, can in another way be often painful.
So I return to Bharat(India) where , as informed, out of one billion of starving people of the World, half a billion is in India(Bharat) itself.
And where one becomes a Chief Minister , not to serve his people but to make 25,000 crores of rupees(news 5/11/09)and hide it in so many places including foreign land and make "black-Deposit" in SWISS BANK.
The Law of Democracy gives one big advantage to criminals ans that is to get 'Hospitalised', to escape the 'stick' of judgement and afterwards ,decades judicial game-recess to prove anything finally and to be covered by time itself.

And with ,now revealed, 70 lakh crores of Rupees in SWISS BANK and half a BILLION od starving people in financially and globally competing India ! What a paradox !

IS IT THE SAME BHARAT WHERE SO MANY GREAT AND NOBLE MEN WERE BORN ? HOW TO KNOW !
OR HOW TO RE_GAIN THE BALANCE.
And the disturbing unrest from purulia -midnapur to Jhar-khand unto Maharastra !
Every side is blaming the terrible symptoms and who admits the root cause or make the diagnosis ?
The Politicians are now, more busy in building STATUES nd creating muscle -power forgetting history of 'Somnath-Temple & Nadir shah'. Quo Vadis ,-INDIA ! (contd)

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