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When I lost her, I found her. The girl of hundred dreams. She was so much there that I never felt her presence. Like the cold breeze and Fragrance. She never asked me how much I loved her. Never did I tell her what I really felt. We always held hands but never held hands, … Continue reading

Just enough

We will never have just enough Continue reading

I am the monarch of all I survey

What dobyou do after conquering a mountain top? Continue reading

Kolkata Taxi: A study in Yellow

I read an interesting thing the other day. A major Psychologist has opined that you are more-likely to commit suicide if your situation cannot be attributed to anybody/anything else, but yourself. It’s a pity that being a Kolkatan commuter gives you a similar feeling of frustration, while being completely devoid of self-pity. While Kolkata claims … Continue reading

Bhalobashay milon hote nei

Ami tomar chokher samnei thaki tai aar amake mone pore na… Tumi jedin amar sob cheye apnar holey Sedin hariechhi Tomay, Anshtakur e joma dhuloy lutoche tomay Lekha somosto chithi, Amay dekhle ar songkoche aachol khani nao na tene, Ar kono kokkhono bolo na “amar bujhi nojja korena? ” Sidur er teep ghete geche, kacher … Continue reading

Weapon of Mass Destruction

There are all the torture devices in the world, and then there are your eyes; sometimes I wonder which offfers a less painful death

Poem: The life I wish for

I wish to have a place of my own, A life for my own care, Where I may be, may be may be, A space for me alone to share I hope to find a small barn for me, Or a little garage house of my own, Where days are bright and sunny and bright, … Continue reading

Kobita: Mukti

Je mukti tumi khujchho ondhokare, Sei muktir jonno ora dwip jaliechhilo raat jege, Tokhon paharadarer golar swor e ghum neme asto, Tobu oder poth chola theme jayni, Tomar jetuku mukti chai kurie nao, Baki ta alor chhitay pure chhai hoye jak

Kobita : Ektu sokto na hoye upay nei

Bajare agun daam, bastobbadi na hoye upay nei, Swotota Doya Poropokar ekhane mela bhaar, Ora protihingsha bechchhe kom daame, Ektu sokto na hoye upay nei. Jara diner belay gola chorie bolechilo “sasok er kalo haath bhenge dao” Sanjher belay tader uthone prodip joleni, Ar sasoker kalo haath rahu ketur moto graas koreche gota somaj, Ektu … Continue reading

The boundaries in Friendship

A concept called Dunbar’s Number suggests that people can only manage relationships with 150 friends at a time. It is time for social networkers to rethink their boundaries Continue reading

Acting Socially

It is a norm to be social and sociable. Continue reading

Ravi Chopra’s Mahabharata : A Tribute

Today as the master-craftsman leaves behind his legacy, its time to pay tribute to his vision as a small screen dreamscape painter. My tribute is to his arguably best creation, Ravi Chopra’s Mahabharat. Continue reading

Kobita : Nostalgia

Keu khujbe na Continue reading

Jesus of Nazareth: The irony of beautification

Let’s test your general knowledge. I will ask you about a widely known character of the ancient antiquity, let’s see if you can identify him. Continue reading

Even a broken clock shows right time twice a day

Do you like this clock that I have put up on my room wall. It’s incredibly inexpensive and though it does not really look lavish but serves its purpose. So please give an Honest opinion about the clock and what other features of the room will match the clock.

Durga : In quest for the Holy Mother

I think of religious practices as a sum total of snapshots of different generations of traditional practices. I will try to take a socialistic approach to unveil the real face of Uma. Continue reading


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Aabir Basu is a North Kolkata-bred bearded and spectacled Bengali Bhodrolok. He is on the right side of his thirties and is married to his teenage sweetheart. He has a master’s degree in Business Administration and is currently employed in some IT company. Aabir is an artist at heart: cartoonist, photographer, painter, movie buff, poetry enthusiast, lullaby story-teller, bathroom singer, religious philosopher and photo manipulator. He believes in creativity and breaking out of the cliché. Aabir's life is characterized by trying to spend a peaceful life while doing what he loves or trying to love what he does (that's too many trying in one sentence). Aabir writes blogs about life, religion, photo-blogs, politics, short stories, one liner quotes and everything else.

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