Aaj tebhaga chand er raat......tai sabdhane ghumiyo

Now this time around another software and hardware giant is coming out with an internal newsletter from and for the marketing division in one of their South-East Asian sectors. And our hero sitting in his copywriters desk has to visualize the neo-imperial effort. And thus his neo-intellectual socialism takes a back seat. Farmers are being slaughtered and their land taken away by once upon a time neo-communists, in his homeland. His city is in shambles.

"Millions of brothers in woe and Millions of sisters crying.
Millions of mothers in distress and Millions of fathers dying....." or something like that. And he is compelled to think about how this MNC has established its ground in Vietnam. Vietnam O' holy Vietnam. Vietnam and Cambodia.....And Burma and Singapore and Sudan......And Africa.......Is he really compelled to think like that? Is he thinking like that? Is.....

'Tebhaga chand utbe aaj raate"

.....Tonight is the night of the one-third moon.......And somewhere a fire shall find someone to burn......The curse of the undead will strike you down.....You in Palm Avenue......You in Salt Lake.....You in Bhowanipur......And you in Siuri........And in Gopalpur Panthanibash.......Or at Claridges.......or.....Maybe, this once, only once in Lenin Sarani........


"Tumi jouban ke merecho.....Etodiner tomar somostho sokti diye jouban ke merecho......Sei mora joubaner saap ebar tomake lagbe......"

The story of 25%

And it's that time of the year when you swear hard at life.....The biggest party of the year is calling upon you....that also home ground....and you are forced to turn a deaf year to the lures of indulgence....Friends are getting married....Friends' bothers are getting married.....Brothers are coming home for far away lands.....With new born members of the family....And I just sit in my fuzzy cubicle....with half-formulated dreams....Desperate to go home....And seeing my plans being massacred by 25%....Now naturally, you who is reading this, would probably wonder what 25% am I taking about....But that not the point of this discussion....The point is I am sad....And I have only one apple on my desk when I want to eat many of them....And the qawali at the Dargah at Hazrat Nizzamuddin Aulia starts in another 1 hour....I want to be there.....I can't......because of twenty five stupid percent..... I need a house to stay in.....I need new shoes.......I need a new job.....I need a car.....Thankfully life.....That I have one.....And I will gladly keep it.