#indiasdaughter: Do you want an achiever or an overreacher turned into a victim in your family?

Being a born and brought up as a typical middle-class Bengali woman, I always feel enthusiastic during the months of September and October. It is a prelude to “Debipokho,” which marks the beginning of matriarchal power. I don’t know why, but I also feel very powerful and aggressive during this time of the year. I think it is probably because I have been playing the role of Devi Durga in my mind, since my childhood, every year as I watched the Doordarshan programs, specially created for the “Mahalaya.”


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Usually, I don’t like to be an eye-catcher. I hate being in the limelight because it is always accompanied by a bundle of controversies and gossips. Needless to say, I have been a gossip queen, throughout my life :-p. So, I choose to procrastinate and enrich myself throughout the year. But, it is usually during this time of the year, that I feel mentally and emotionally drained. I feel like gathering my weapons and simply killing it. I know that this feeling is an outburst of my bitter experiences in the patriarchal society, which neither my family members can understand, nor my boyfriend can contemplate.

People often say that I make a big deal out of small issues. But, that is merely the partial truth. I am a futuristic person, I can foresee the future. I can see, that these petty issues have the potentiality to form the shape of a  heinous crime against women!


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Over the past few days, my Facebook wall has been flooded by dynamic posts, by the educated youths of our country, because the Indian government made a bold move. I myself, felt proud of my country because my country has acknowledged that “queerness” is NOT abnormal. But, how progressive is the society where our government is planning to apply the laws? Unfortunately, we still have a long way to go, because the fight is still on.


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Being a confident, bold, independent individual of 28, I often worry about my future. Whenever I think, about the fact, how I want to see myself after 10 years, I see myself and a talented, hardworking, passionate working professional, whom everybody knows in the Entertainment Industry. Even in my worst dreams, I cannot imagine myself playing the role of Mrs. X, whose hands would be tied immediately by the society. I won’t be allowed to go out in the public and talk openly about my struggles.


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Despite coming from a conservative Bengali family, I have never been quiet. Initially, my family misunderstood my moves and thought it was absolutely kiddish to talk about my personal experiences publicly (Even now, they compare my mental age to my one-year-old nephew :p). Thankfully, they criticize me and guide me now; they hand me valuable resources and tools to continue my fight, and I love them for that. They never tried to hold me back, from protesting or speaking up for myself. They helped me to practice public speaking because I am an introvert person (when it comes to my feelings) and refine my language. They taught me, how to compel people to listen to me and to find my own weapons, to make people listen to me.


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As I shifted to Mumbai, I realized that I just wanted to work desperately. I wasn’t trying to detach myself from my roots. Thanks to the all-new #digitalindia and the improved internet and telecommunication systems, I could stay connected not only to my city, my family, my professors, but also the literature, culture, traditions, and art.

As a creative person, I keep drawing my inspirations from all my personal experiences and observations. I boast myself as a commendable observer because I am a student of Film Studies :p. But, my mind is constantly flying from the “Westeros” to “Hogwarts;” from Gurgaon to San Francisco; from Kolkata to Mumbai.  So, what do I do? I listen to everybody, every story I come across, because the bard of India, Rabindranath Tagore says:

Jekhane dekhibe chai, uraiya dakho tai, paileo pitae paro amulya rattan.

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[Dig inside every heap of ashes; you might just get lucky enough, to find a precious gem.]

This is the most precious and powerful gift, that my father presented to me (apart from bringing me into this beautiful world), education. He did everything; just two get his two daughters educated. He wanted us, to be a good human being first, rather than rich or powerful. Despite being a reputable businessman (who is known for his goodwill), my father is also a social activist. For me, he is no less than a saint, because he has taught me that “all that glitters is not gold” and that “every dark cloud has a silver lining.” My father is that kind of a person, who is ready to give up his everything, for the betterment of the society. He lives like such an ordinary person, that nobody realizes his worth unless he opens his graceful mouth. Despite being under tremendous mental stress, he never forgets that there is a little girl from a slum area of Kolkata, whose college fees are pending. Even though, I fight with them frequently, because we often differ from each other, there is no harm denying the fact, that I am what I am today, because of my father and my entire family.


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I am using my post, to reach out towards all the parents of the country and the would-be parents, to urge them to welcome a child only if they are ready to accept them, the way they are; to equip them with the necessary tools to survive in this ruthless world, which no longer rotates at the same speed. The world now moves at lightning fast speed. We need to assist our younger generation, offer them the necessary tools to survive and to emerge as a fighter.


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Don’t hold her back, don’t destroy her innocence at a tender age or else she will emerge as another Devi Durga  or maybe a Daenerys Targaryen (with a lot of fire inside and burn you down with just a “Dracarys”:-p).

Dear parents, kindly welcome a sensitive child in your family, only if you are ready to nourish her intellect and teach them to be a fighter, or an achiever, rather than playing the victim card. You will also feel safe, if you decorate her ten invisible hands, with the weapons, so that she can fight back. I am not ready for parenting yet, are you?


#iaminnocent: Are You?

As a child, I always dreamt of meeting Mr. Shah Rukh Khan. I wondered, how the man is, when he is free from all sorts of role playing. Is he naturally that handsome and charismatic? Is he the same genius entertainer, who can compel the listeners to actually understand and feel what he wants them to feel? Honestly, I have spent 28 years, to draw my inspiration from the King of Bollywood.


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As i grew up, I narrowed down my goals, altered my ambitions and even took drastic decisions (always :p) because I am a writer, and he is my Muse! I couldn’t help wondering what it feels like to actually stand in front of “Mannat,” and imagine him waving at me, the way he always sends love to his fans.

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All it takes is the courage to snatch what you want from life. Last year, I left my home, my family, my circle, my University, my city, with eight thousand rupees, in order to pursue my dream. Honestly, I had zero contacts in Mumbai, because I was struggling hard even in Kolkata. All I knew was I have to find work in Mumbai! I have to protect and sustain myself, without any help from a third person, singular noun. I was very clear about my intentions, from the first day I stepped in the city. Thanks to my childhood friend, and an active Vlogger, Poonam Mondal, who stood by my side and made my life easier.


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After finding a decent apartment in the same society of my friend, I invited my parents to stay a few days with me. Needless to say, they left within a week, because they had other serious issues to settle down in Kolkata. I took the job of a copywriter at Thane, and traveled for six hours a day to secure my food and home rent. I never asked for any help  from my family, because I wanted to do it myself. I wanted to struggle in Mumbai.

I wanted the actual experiences rather than inspiring stories of successful people, because personal experiences always teach us the best lessons of life. The city, accepted me with an open heart and I instantly fell in love with the city.


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Instead of using my personal contacts, or financial support from my parents, I worked hard day and night. I left my full-time job soon, and started freelancing from home. I edited a Hollywood Script and started writing for UK/US based entertainment portals, where I wrote about Justin Bieber and Selena Gomez; I wrote predictions for TV series, film reviews and earned in dollars and pounds :p. I know, that I enjoyed a super cool life, watching Game of Thrones again and again.


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But that wasn’t why I came all the way to Mumbai! I have been following closely, every single job postings, in the Bollywood Crew Call groups. I gathered enough money, to leave Vasai for interviews and important meetings at Andheri. When I went to my city during the Durgapujas, I was wearing the lively smile. I saved enough cash, to pamper my mother, my friends and actually have a good time in my city.


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When I returned to Mumbai, I was completely broke again :p. I counted the coins, while travelling to Vasai from Santa Cruz,in the Mumbai local train and accumulated 60 bucks- the rickshaw fare. For a few days, I felt lonely. I was missing the festive vibe of Kolkata, and my mother!


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But, that was just for a few days. After that, I started pushing myself harder. Finally, after spending six months munching puffed rice and a cup of Bournvita (for lunch as well as dinner) I reached a decent position, through sheer hard work and dedication, where I can say that I exist! Even if I exist as a struggling, hardworking, middle class woman, who chooses to be fashionably poor, because I have “miles to go before I sleep.” I boast myself, to be fashionably poor, because I have every possible comfort accessible at my fingertips. I chose this life deliberately, leaving behind the comfortable life, because I have a dream. I am alive, because I dream.


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Two days back, as I was returning from my office at Andheri, to Vasai Road station in local train (where we literally hang like Indiana Jones :p), I got a call from the owner of my present house, that the society manager had complains against me, because I bring random guys at my home. I get drunk with them, and mess around in the building.

The call immediately jolted me back to reality! Is this the futuristic India I dream about? Is this the decent society, where my father thought I was safe? Is this the same Mumbai that fueled up my dreams?


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My home-owner told me, “make sure that there are no further complains, because it is the reputation of my apartment!” That was the moment, I felt tremendously empowered. I told him, I won’t settle down, unless they withdraw the previous false complain and apologize to me. I can take this to another level, because I am NOT a stereotypical little girl, who would be scared and accept false allegations.

Thankfully, I have recently started to work on a project, which talks about the women achievers of our country and I had to ask myself the simple question, “what does the term achiever mean to me?”


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For me, achievement is to seize an opportunity, despite the adverse situations and to create an opportunity for myself, and others. So, I decided to take charge of the situation. It made me realize one thing, if I am transparent and clear about my actions, none can defeat me. I decided, to fight not for myself only, but for the hundreds of young girls, who leave their homes to make their career in this amazing city!


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I am a creative person, with a proactive mind. I take frequent trips to Kolkata, Pune, Gurgaon, Bangalore, Ahmedabad, San Francisco and New Jerssey; in my mind, because I gave away tiny pieces of my heart, to all the members of my cultured, educated and intellectual family. I don’t need any man, to validate my existence in this patriarchal society. I love reading, writing, shooting, watching films, listening to music, singing and uploading them in our family group, and dancing by myself. I have been a classical singer, and a western dancer, who was once attached to Shaimak Davar’s Institute of Performing Arts. I love to paint, to decorate my home, to come up with more creative ideas, when I am not doing anything. I love to constantly update and enrich myself, in order to achieve perfection. Plus, I am a small scale entrepreneur, dealing with digital contents.


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I know what I am doing, and where I want to see myself after ten years. Am I wrong if I want to stay alone all my life and dedicate my life to art? I want my parents to feel proud, when another girl like me, might want to cover my story as a “woman achiever of India.”

I believe in Karma Theory, and I believe that I am innocent with all my heart. But, Mumbaikars are you too taking the regressive route? Oops! I must remind you, that I come from the land of Tagore, the land of progressive, cultured, intellectuals; from my beloved Jadavpur University, where we are taught to fight back as long as we breathe.

Unfortunately, once I start speaking, you might start crying! So, I choose to pity you because I know where to use my superpowers, and where to use my motherly instincts and forgive people!


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I forgive you Mumbaikars, but do not mess with our next generations; else you will surely end up behind the bars for harassing an innocent girl mentally.



#BeingBroke: How am I surviving in Mumbai all alone?

Ever since the day I started writing, I never actually cared of earning money in exchange of that. It was because I was dumb enough to believe in “Art for Art’s sake” movement :p.



I was probably at 11th standard, when I realized that I need to do focus on earning money, in order to pursue my passion. After that, there was no turning back. From soap-shampoo to pencils; from “Game of Thrones” to Shah Rukh Khan, from high-end gadget reviews to literary criticisms- soon, I have been writing about anything and everything under the Sun.


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When I started blogging, I took it rather seriously :-p. I started writing about my personal experiences, and gained a few fans. It turned into my new addiction, and to be honest, it actually paid me off quite well. I decided to be choosier about the topics I write on. I moved to intense philosophical topics, my favorite films, celebrities, books or Tv shows and everything I loved. As for my blogs, they were specially designed for my frustrations, vent outs and nostalgia :p


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Being a hardcore Capricorn, I am a workaholic person, and for a person like me, professional life means everything. I am that kind of a person, who is either sleeping or working at home :p. So, I continued my writing career, for thirteen years as of now, until I joined and actually continued a full-time job for about 5 months (which is unbelievable for even my parents :p). [Not that I don’t want to, but in most of the cases the Indian Brands and Companies find my language “DIFFICULT” or I get bored, if there is no scope of gaining knowledge or sharpening my skills! I leave immediately, when I see that I am getting paid like peanuts, even though I am best at the job! Secondly, I am the best in that job means, I have no scope of self-growth, so I make up random excuses and leave :-p]


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Let’s get straight to the point I am a typical middle-class Indian woman, who knows what’s waiting in future! I am just trying to push myself harder, wait a little longer, and see if I can control my Fate. I took drastic decisions, went against everybody just to pursue my passion, because I probably have only a few years to devote completely in my career. So, I switched companies often, and preferred  to work for US or UK based organizations from the comfort of my couch (because anyway, they paid in Dollars or Pounds :p). I decided to devote my remaining time to films.



As I switched my job role, my lifestyle changed. Everything started moving fast steadily. I just hoped that my life was about to improve. Little did I know, that my life was about to become worse :p! It started raining in Mumbai after a year of scorching heat, and needless to say, there was flood in my locality. By the way, flood here means a proper flood, not just water logging and consistent rain! Imagine a life in 2018, without electricity, power or food. All you have is uncooked food like fruits, bread, and chilled milk. But, yes I have survived. Unfortunately, my financial condition never improved after that :p.


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My life seriously became complicated, because at one point I realized that I could go to parties, sipping expensive alcohol, wearing expensive clothes and stilettos with Rs 50 in my wallet ;-). How cool is that? Yeah, I know that is so uncool, but somehow I am alive. Any guesses how? I am surviving, because I have reached a stage in life, where I am constantly hunting for meaningful relationships. I am updating my actual friend-list almost every day with the right people, with genuine hearts.




The past two months have taught me very essential life lessons. I am so glad, to receive so much love in a new city, far away from home, when my parents are living in almost another part of the globe.


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People say that money is essential, but for me relationships are more essential than money. I have been battling depression alone and I deliberately skipped my medicines. After a few sleepless nights, I realized that I have done nothing productive in the recent time, and I just felt like going back to my city, my University, my people with a broken heart.


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After a series of incessant fight sessions with my parents, who told me to return to Kolkata (and probably get married, because my smartphone was stolen by an Ola Co-passenger), I plunged into severe depression. All of a sudden, I started missing my city, my University, my circle! I was wondering whether I should return to Kolkata, and opt for Ph.D. from my University.

I felt drained, both emotionally and intellectually. I fought with everybody for no reason and detached myself completely from the reality.  I started watching more films, listening to loud music to cope up with the situation..and that in turn, annoyed my neighbor! I had no idea, that my regular activities were disturbing the tranquility of someone’s life :p.


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I sat by my window, wondering about my future, listening to “ঘরে ফেরার গান” and “কলঙ্কিনী রাধা” for hours; while my parents and my BFF kept wondering whether I have died already :p. Thankfully, I soon found someone with whom I could share all my intense personal problems.

Honestly, everybody say that it is absolutely mandatory to maintain a separate professional and personal life. But, what do you do when you have no personal life in a brand new city? You try hard to reach out to the people, who can redirect your life in a new direction.


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For me, nothing works best during the anxiety attacks, except the right companion, literature and powerful music. I am Thankful to my Capricorn sister (whom I secretly wish I met outside the office) because she is so perfect. Every time I find myself in trouble, I feel there is someone who can offer me the best suggestions according to my situation because she just understands it (I have no idea how :-p).


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Even though she might be extremely busy, but she always manages the decent smile along with the calm and composed posture. She always listens to everybody’s problems patiently, and that itself, solves half the problems :p. And, when people feel desperate, she will ask you questions to dig deep inside your persona. She helps a person, to make choices (by pondering deep inside their hearts; no no, no manipulation or sabotaging method involved ), to take a decision, to execute it and thereby feel happy about their own actions. Soon, I realized that I want to be like her. I was like, “OMG she is so perfect!”



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Right now I am full of all sorts of negative energies, and she’s the right kind, the positive optimist, who is motivating me towards a meaningful life, a fulfilling career and the job satisfaction I have been dying for! So, I am writing this post, to thank my new found soulmate connection. I just hope that she stays in my life, and continues to motivate me with her unconditional love.


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PS: She hates publicizing things, so I am unable to write further details about her. I just hope she doesn’t beat me up after reading this (because she is a great puncher) 😥 .

Anyway, I am wrapping this post with a song of my favorite Bengali Band Fossils, to encourage friendship, acceptance, confrontation, arguments and transparency among people. Forget the place, the rules or the nature of the people, just sing along:

শোনো আমরা কি সবাই বন্ধু হতে পারিনা?

যত পুরনো অতীত, ভুলে যেতে পারিনা?

জানি হঠাৎ সে দিনে সুপ্ত ছিল চেতনা, আসলে তুচ্ছ সে বিবাদ অবদমিত বেদনা।


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Note: No, no, I wont translate this one :’)


A murderer in my society


Ever since my childhood, I have been called a Catwoman, because I feel so connected with cats. But, that doesn’t mean I don’t like other pets! Ever since the day I shifted in Bombay, I was overwhelmed by the fact that I will be residing in a pet-friendly society. In this short span of few months, I have witnessed numerous puppies being born; and growing up steadily. They seemed really happy in this place because all the residents love them; the kids play with them and often tie the similar ribbons in their necks, to ensure that they are the residents of our society.

Over the past few weeks too, a newly turned mother took shelter outside my room in the corner of a garden. And I took the responsibility to call her and feed her daily because she was not in favor of leaving her puppies alone even for a moment.


I did this because the possibility of life always delights me, and every day when I woke up, I could see the mother cuddling her pups (who were merely tiny lumps of flesh).

The happy family

Yesterday when I made three fresh rotis for her and called her desperately, she was not responding. She merely looked at me and made weird sounds. I felt alarmed, and I went to see her today. The watchman told me that all the seven puppies died for some unknown reason. The chilly winter cannot be the reason because it’s not that cold in Mumbai. Besides, I also provided them clothes for warmth. We have no clue for the deaths, but the mother is so heartbroken that she is sitting there till now, unwilling to move even an inch, moaning. I went to her, cuddled her; she responded, but refused the food and went back to the same position again after few seconds.

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On the other hand, yesterday two little puppies were sleeping in front of our gate hugging each other for warmth. A car simply pestered them off right in front of my eyes, leaving the area blood-stained. The puppies were still trying their best not to die! I stood there helpless with two watchmen..The driver however left immediately for his cosy home without even trying to detect why all the dogs of our society started moaning all of a sudden. I felt so bad; I couldn’t help my tears. I couldn’t eat dinner, called my mother, howled and finally managed to narrate the entire story.

In most of the cases, I am hardly affected by deaths because it seems to be a natural phenomenon to me. But, this is gruesome! This is a murder of two innocent souls, even before they tasted adulthood. I don’t know how people can be so inhuman, and animals so compassionate and humane! Even today, after the removal of their bodies, our society bears testimony of this horrible incident (or murder) with blood stains all over the area.

Dear Murder, I completely understand that you are in a rush because you have a hectic schedule. But, is it more important than two innocent lives? I mean (quoting Tyrion Lannister) ‘Death is so final, while life is full of possibilities.‘ If you have to impress your girlfriend or spouse, try it on the highways! Why on Earth would someone fly their cars inside the society!

It’s the Christmas month, and I have seen nine innocent deaths, four days prior to Christmas. I don’t know why, but I am getting such a negative vibe, which is making me cranky and low-spirited!

May the Lord forgive our sins. Amen!



Weaving Our Magical Stories With Colgate

This is a post that has been created with the space characters from the three packs of the all-new Colgate Magical Space Adventure. However, my little brother is too young to fill up the loopholes in the story, and that is where I have stepped it. Thanks to Colgate, I have got the chance to discover how creative my little brother could be! Here is our story; I am calling it ‘our’ because I have helped him to pick the right words for narrating the story:

Raman’s Little Space Adventure

Once upon a time, there was a five years old boy Raman who was always bullied in school and neighborhood by their friends, because he was physically week compared to the other children. One day, while he was returning home from school, he found a weird looking ring in the corner of the street. He immediately picked it up and carried it home (he was very fond of glittering things). At night when his parents sent him to bed, he took it out and started wiping it with a fresh cloth, and he suddenly discovered that there is a secret button hidden inside the ring.
No sooner did he press the ring, he could hear a female voice that stated that our Earth is in danger. The aliens have decided to take over planet Earth, and will eventually turn the human beings into their slaves. Little Raman immediately ran to his parents to narrate the entire event, but much like any other fantasy films they laughed at him and told him to go to bed, and they will talk about it the next morning.
Raman lay wide awake in bed throughout the night, waiting to discuss the matter with his parents. But, when he tried to talk about it the next morning he ended up getting a great deal of scolding from his mother (while his father still lay asleep). Raman thus decided to take charge of the situation all by himself. As he got ready for the school (the school was close to his place, and he walked to school every day with his friends), he put on the new ring too. The following morning, Raman did not accompany his friends to school. Instead, he took a different path, which leads to the dense forest at the top of the hill.
When he reached a safe spot (so that no one could discover him), he pressed the button on his finger to communicated with Mollie, the strange little girl from the planet Mars. She informed Raman that there is no more time to be wasted and they have to start their secret invasion immediately. Raman said that he was completely clueless how he could help Mollie. Mollie answered him back, she had dropped the ring to be picked up by a creature, who is kind and has a brave heart with the indomitable desire to save their home planet; and by the aid of their advanced brain analytic device, they have discovered that both the qualities were present in Raman.
After that, Mollie guided Raman through a secret passage at the end of the woods. The passage appeared to be a simple rabbit hole to young Raman, but he stepped inside it because he had faith in Mollie, the advanced creature of Mars. To his great surprise, the passage ultimately leads to a tiny door.
As Raman opened the door a little bit, he found himself entering a completely new world! He was soon greeted by Captain X, who led him to a space center of that planet. After 48 hours of hectic training, Mollie and Raman set out for their first space adventure ever. (They were told that the reason why they are being chosen for the secret mission is that they are children and the aliens might consider them to be less powerful.)

Both of them were overwhelmed to see the Comets, Sun, and Saturn, but the ride was not at all smooth. However, the two children managed to land on the strange planet in their tiny spacecraft.

As they landed on the strange planet, they discovered that there were millions of aliens waiting to capture them. There was also a UFO that was preparing to take off. No sooner did the aliens decide to capture them, they started attacking the aliens with their advanced guns. The guns were created with a unique energy, which will not kill the aliens but will erase their memory completely. Mollie and Raman thus uses their gun to erase the memory of the aliens completely and then placed the victory flag on the strange planet!

Accompanied by Mollie, Raman then returns to Mars to drop Mollie. Captain X accompanied by the residents of Mars came rushing to them, but Raman informs them sulkily that he must leave for home for his parents must have been really worried about them. Captain X and Mollie both smiles and winks at him, and bids him goodbye!

When he walks out of the secret passage, it was a bright new morning. Raman starts walking towards his home (he was missing his parents very much, besides he was of the opinion that his parents too must have been very upset). When he knocks at the door (because he is too short to reach the calling bell), his mother comes out with an annoyed face! She opens the door, and to his utter shock she asks Raman, ‘so you must have come back for your home work copy?’ and when she notices the dirty uniform of Raman, she says ‘what is wrong with your uniform? How did you manage to get it so dirty in 10-15 minutes?’
Awestruck Raman stares blankly at his mother and bursts out in tears. He hugs his mother tightly and yells ‘Oh! Mum, I missed you so much’!

“I’m blogging my #ColgateMagicalstories at BlogAdda in association with Colgate.


PS: I would like to Thank my little brother Chandrabhal Basu, and dedicate this post to him 🙂

Love You Zindegi…

Statutory Warning: If you are NOT a fan of King Khan, please refrain from reading my post :p

“Dear Zindagi” (or should I say, dear Mr, Shah Rukh Khan :-P)

Writing a letter of this sort takes me back to my teenage days when I used to scribble upon my personal diary about my day to day activities. The only difference was, instead of ‘Dear Zindagi,’ I used ‘Dear Diary,’ which used to be a consistent monologue, which I used to pen down every single day without a failure. The level of secrecy and my indomitable desire to conceal my thoughts must have heightened up the level of curiosity, among my fan followers ( 😛 my mother and friends); for they left no stones unturned, to catch a glimpse of even a single page of my personal diary.



As I have already mentioned in my previous posts, I have been (and I am) a die-hard fan of King Khan throughout my life. As soon as I learned to speak, I started singing :

“Tujhe dekha to yeh jana sanam…pyaar hota hai deewana sanam..”

And then, there was no turning back.

The pages of my diaries were usually filled with the recycled versions of romantic dialogues (I was studying in a girl’s school, so I had to quench my thirst of dating someone, falling in love, as well as break up, by daydreaming and penning them down in my personal diary).



At times, I fell in love with myself, reading my own letters and poems. ( I have recently discovered, it to be the effect of being under the influence of ego ideal, whereby one part of myself actually identified too much, with the character of Rahul, who fell in love with my other self.)

Sounds too clichéd huh?

Not only that, my obsession for Bollywood, and most importantly the character of Rahul Malhotra went to an extent, that I even searched for people named Rahul to find, the similarities they had with the onscreen ‘Rahuls’ and’ Rajs.’ As a result, I became obsessed with Rediff Bol and Yahoo Messenger at that point of time.

But, none seemed to be perfect for the name, as much as the onscreen Rahul! So, I preferred to sink in my own fantastic world, whereby my personal diary beared the testimony of my dumbness :-P.

When I actually started dating someone in my eleventh standard, I was probably on cloud nine. But that lasted no more than a year (11 months to be precise)…when I actually bumped into the reality and felt like cursing our grandfather, (the eminent filmmaker, Sir Yash Chopra, who taught us how to fall in love and to dream).


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Well, that was indeed a hard blow for a girl like me! You expect to date a Raj or Rahul and you end up meeting someone like ‘Mukeshji or Mikey’ of Om Shanti Om 😛

I had to bid him adieu, by again using another recycled version of a dialogue from Dil To Pagal Hai, before I walked away:

“Kya tumne kabhi bhi … ek din ke liye bhi … ek pal ke liye bhi … mujhse pyar kiya tha?”

It was indeed a difficult phase, whereby I had to battle severe depression; because of an array of reasons, and that is when I gave up writing diaries anymore. But, when I overcame that, I became a strong and dynamic woman, who no longer cares about the world.

The three years of my graduation have always been the best time of my life because I learned to peep inside myself. As I turned into a hardcore feminist, I no longer dream of Raj to wait for me in the train until my father releases my hand.I would rather be Shivani of Anjaam and fight with the world (not SRK though 😛 ) for the sake of my love.

As I grew up, I began to fall in love with the man himself, rather than the characters he played on screen. I began to read more about his life, his struggles and how he became who he is today. And because, my experiences, my memories, my feelings and my attachments will always be mine and as Gaurav Chandna would say :

“Rehn de tu nehi samjhega…”



Being a student of Film Studies, and an entertainment professional, today I speak volumes about domestic audiences and reception of films. I criticize objectifying women onscreen and voice about gender equality, but when it comes to the films starring SRK; those films are always exceptional because they are classics! 😉

Yes, I do skip them deliberately and I still curse my senior, since he chose to research on King Khan and his stardom, the year before I joined the University. Lucky chap he was, because anything and everything related to SRK would always be my dream project anyway  :-D.

Never mind, because today I no longer complain about my life or my failures; nor I am scared to face my future (a bit skeptic, though). Today, I would rather say:

Dear Zindagi,

Thank you for being a great roller-coaster ride, I am thoroughly enjoying it. Here is my wishlist and my backup wishlist, please fulfill the same and lend my life the sense of completeness!

  • I wish (#keepingmyfingerscrossed) to meet Mr. Khan someday (though I don’t know what will I do, I might just die of shock 😛 ) and have a heart to heart conversation!
  • I wish to work on some project with you or about you someday ;

In case you find this too much, here are some backup wishes as well 😀 :

  • I wish, some of my friends (who have worked with or for him), will get me an autograph of him. (No selfies please..it hurts to see you posing with him 😥 )
  • I just wish him to be safe and healthy so that I can watch first day and the first show of any films where he even pays a guest appearance!
  • I wish him to be the King of Bollywood forever!

When it comes to the rest, I know you have the best plans for me! So, I would rather take the opportunity and thank you for everything, I have been experiencing till date. It’s my life and I will make it large 😀

Warm Regards,


“I am writing a letter to life for the #DearZindagi  activity at BlogAdda”. I hope you are also a great fan of the King Khan, so catch this beautiful teaser of Dear Zingadi here:

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A Sneak Peak Through Six Degrees Game of Blogs

Six Degrees is a collaborative effort of multiple bloggers across India. The three stories feature and revolve around five characters, set in two metropolitan cities, Delhi and Mumbai. The main objective of the entire effort was, to frame a story (which is obviously fictional) by three separate teams, comprising of multiple authors (or bloggers); and the result is Six Degrees!

In order to review this particular book, it is very essential to introduce the central characters of the stories, because otherwise it might turn out to be an arduous task! The stories revolve around the family of a freelance writer, settled in Mumbai; Shekhar Dutta (an ever smiling adorable dad), his wife, Tora Dutta (a careeristic modern woman, who works in the media) and their daughter Roohi Datta (a nine years old innocent girl). The other two characters include a wild life photographer Jennifer Joseph from Kochi (a hot young lady with a right hand tattoo) and a law student from Delhi, Cyrus Daruwala (a studious, stern faced character with noticeably large specs).

The first story, The Awakening, deals with the sudden arrival of Jennifer Joseph in the lives of the Dutta family and how, it leads to a series of unexpected revelations. From a happy family that resides in your neighbourhood the family is subjected to the threat of being fragmented! Unlike the other two stories, this story by team Lines is a proper science-fiction and it does not lack the factual details (which form a very important part of a science fiction). Honestly, I do not usually pick up a science fiction by Indian authors unless they are the masterpieces by the iconic novelists or authors (for example Satyajit Ray). But, this particular story is apparently well knit by the different authors, and it actually turns out to be a convincing plot! In fact, I would rather regret now for being judgemental!

Moving on to the next story by the team, Potliwale Baba, Entangles Lives is a murder mystery (one of my favourite genres). The housemaid of the Dutta family is murdered and there is no clear evidence to entangle the case. Much like all my favourite murder mysteries and thrillers, the Potliwalle Baba’s have successfully created the suspense by transforming every single character into a suspicious one. The revelation of the secrets and betrayal and the desire for revenge is meant to feed the reader, the much needed masalas. Of all the three stories, this particular story is my favourite because it bears multiple cinematic elements, which makes it even more engaging until the last page.

The last story, Missing: A Journey Within is another mystery story, where the daughter of the Duttas, Roohi tends to be missing (as the name itself suggests). The photographer, Jennifer Joseph happens to accidentally click an image of Roohi, as she was working on her assignments. The story echoes, the feelings of the parents as they fear, never to see their daughter again. The twists and turns, in the plot are worth mentioning here, because we have already seen a lot of similar stories, on silver screen. So, what awaits their fate? Will they finally manage to rescue their daughter? Read the story by team Tete-a-Ten to find out!

Final Verdict:


This book is highly recommended for the bloggers because it not only sets an example for us, but opens up the multiple possibilities by allowing us to brainstorm.  In most of the novels, movies (or stories), the plot tends to define the characters, but in this case it is just the reverse. For me, this particular book is not only a good read, but also a very good experiment, whereby one can visualize the same characters, in different shades (much like the limited editions of Nancy Drew stories) and I think, the Bollywood filmmakers should also consider these aspects in future. Furthermore, the language is lucid and the plots are well knitted (which is indeed a difficult task, because of so many incredible minds working together) to offer you the much needed treat. This book is definitely worth reading, and I would like to thank Blogadda for the wonderful initiative!

Six Degrees-Game of Blogs definitely proves the point that each blogger is different, their views are different and the way they visualize things are different !!! We highly recommend BlogAdda to come up or plan with the next edition of #Celebrate Blogging so that more bloggers can embark their journey to become authors.

This review is a part of the Book Reviews Program at BlogAdda.com. Participate now to get free books!

Moving Around the Country in Style and Comfort!

Ever since its return in the year 2013, Datsun has stirred the Indian market with the amazing cars Go and Go+.  With the Datsun redi-Go, a unique small urban cross; the brand has deemed to compete with the most popular brands like Maruti, Renault as well as Hyundai. However, unlike its previous successors, this particular vehicle is not that high in price, as it is expected that it will be around 2.5-3.5 lakhs, thereby arresting the attention of the higher middle-class people of the society.


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Smaller cars are more functional than the bigger and lavish ones!

As a child, I always longer for a small car, instead of the bigger and highly comfortable ones like Scorpio or Innova. I found it much easier to drive and move about in the crowded urban roads.  Especially during the festival seasons, the over-crowded lanes of Kolkata make it impossible for a person to drive home safely unless you are an expert driver with a lot of patience. The majority of the roads are blocked, and the thin lanes are full of autos, bikes, rickshaws and cycles; and even if you manage to enter there, you can never pass easily through it because the lanes are able to accommodate only a small vehicle at a time. Thus, I always thought that it is more functional to travel in a small car (if you too are not permitted to ride two-wheeler like me). Furthermore, these days majority of the families are relatively smaller in size, with three or four members, so one can easily fit in within a car like Datsun redi-Go and move across the city!


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Stunning design and cutting edge features within your reach:

The very design of the car reflects its basic character, it is always ready to move. In terms of design and appearance, the redi-Go might appear to be the car, which is specially designed for Indian roads. However, the interior designing of the car is even more interesting, especially because of the budget at which the car is launched in the market. The cabin bears a neat finish, with ample space and the piano black trim on the center portion, is appealing. There are silver accents all around the vents and the dashboard too is carefully designed to make it even more exciting for the drivers. The frontal visibility and the airy cabin are the features which make it stand apart from the rest. Furthermore, the bottle or cup holders makes it cozier to travel.


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In a nutshell, apparently the car seems the perfect option for the 4G generation, where people are crazy about speed, design, and connectivity. However, if I get a chance, I would like to try out this car in my hometown, Kolkata. Even though there has already been a test drive being organized, I would like to travel across the rough and thin lanes, to test the comfortability factors. There has been ample description of its speed and functionality, but I would like to try out the comfortabilty factors, before comparing it with Maruti or Renault.

Fun. Freedom. Confidence. The ultimate Urban Cross – Datsun redi-GO – the capability of a crossover with the convenience of a hatchback.




In Solidarity with JU

It was only a few years ago, that the Nirbhaya event shook the entire nation to the extent, that the country was forced to walk in the streets! Since then, there have been multiple protests, in favor of the freedom of expression and gender equality. I myself have been a part of many such protests because I consider myself to be a feminist and I see the importance of educating the mass about my rights!


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Unlike many others, I do not fancy the idea of feminism. I am a feminist because I have been experiencing gender inequality, ever since the day I began to develop a little understanding of the world; I am a feminist because I have been a victim of child abuse and molestation and the memories are still  fresh enough to give me goosebumps! Unfortunately, my bold statements often turn out to be a reason for discomfort of many. So, I would rather talk about something which has drawn the attention of the entire nation, the JNU protest and JU’s support!

Being a part of the JU protests, I have clearly understood that there are certain groups of people, who take part in these protests with varying interests. Let us glance at what they think while entering a protest march:

  • A group of politicians and celebrities: Okay, so I have been silent for quite some time, here is a chance to be in the limelight and draw the public to support me in the near future. What if I make the innocent students suffer for this? I will at least try to execute my plan!


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  • The Television channels: Here is an incident, which can have a tremendous impact on our viewership and TRPs. Let’s play the age old strategic game and grab some profit!


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  • Confused journalist: Even if I don’t support this wholeheartedly, I have to save my job! I will rather be on the safer side.


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  • Attention Seeker (who has been trying hard to be in the limelight): Let me develop something (images, poems or write-ups) really weird and out of the world. People will definitely notice me, and yay! I will be the star of the day (or if I am lucky it may be a week)!


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  • A group of self-motivated individuals: We don’t really care what’s going on here; in fact, we never bothered to be a part of this. Here we find a group of women (don’t really care if they are journalists, teachers or students); okay we will push them hard, grab their hair, hit them hard and try to derive as much sexual pleasure as we can (because after all they are the weaker sex and how far will they go?) and the point of focus here is something else, so we will have fun and go unnoticed!


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  • Avid Facebook User: Okay, so these students are organizing protests against the violence and sexual assault inside a campus! Here is my checklist: my sister doesn’t study in this University, my girlfriend is safe and the girl I am interested in, also has nothing to do with the protest.


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So, I will now post something indifferent “The students don’t have any work other than polluting my news feed” or “Ah! These students are always seeking attention”.

Of course, if you have someone (close to your heart) in these Universities, the case might be slightly different!

Meanwhile, there are numerous students, who have been beaten up, sexually assaulted, abused and harassed (now and then) still continues to fight for the cause without any self-interest! Yes, they have been shamed for being hopeless and encouraging chaos, for they have been bearing the sexual harassments, abusive tones, relentless criticisms and still skipping the delicious meals,wasting their productive time (which most of them use in far better way than the Facebook addicts), and missing the important lectures (while many of  the young lads are enjoying a cozy date with their girlfriends)!

[At the University level, very few students tend to bunk the lectures for no cause; at least at some of the best universities of the country]


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Yet, very few people ponder upon the fact, that why so! The JU students too, could have simply ignored the situation and lead a normal life? The reason why they chose this path is, probably because they want a safe and secure campus, free from violence and dirty politics! They want a healthy environment across the campuses of the country, which will have a positive impact on them and will encourage them to enrich their knowledge, rather than molestation taking place now and then! Yes, they are the anti-nationalists because they support the innocent JNU students (it no longer matters, whether they are students or terrorists  ) and thus, deserve to be criticized by people (who don’t even know why these educated individuals are bearing all these pain).

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Thanks to our professors, educated and logical Indians, and the University co-workers who have been supporting and backing up all the innocent and helpless students without any self-interest.

Long live the student’s movement! May the campuses across the country be violence free and safe for all!

PS: The issue I am talking about here, is the impact of violence at the University and nothing else.



This blog post is inspired by the blogging marathon hosted on IndiBlogger for the launch of the #Fantastico Zica from Tata Motors. You can apply for a test drive of the hatchback Zica today.

Five fantastico tips to make the most of a trip!

If you have been an avid traveler throughout your life, you must be well aware of the little tricks, which can help you to reap the maximum fun in a trip. In case you have just started your journey as a traveler, here are few tips to get you started:

  1. Do not completely trust the local people to locations or factual information: When it comes to travelling, it is always better to search the internet and get hold of basic information or guide about your destination, rather than simply relying on the word of mouth.

In my case, it so happened that my relatives refrained from mentioning some of the historical locations because they thought it might not draw my interest; while I found the local temples and monasteries boring! The lesson that I learned is, what appears to be interesting for them, might not arrest my attention. A basic research work can help you to ask them about the spots you might want to visit. Besides, gathering factual information about the spots, tend to make it even more appealing for the tourists.


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  1. Never carry too many clothes: It is always better to carry only the essential items on a trip. Unless you are travelling to an isolated island (whereby only the tribal people reside) or you are travelling for a special event, avoid carrying excessive clothes. This way, you can shop more at the foreign land and carry home the fantastico stuff, which you might not be able to purchase in your locality.


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  1. Carry only sufficient cash or hide them in a safe place: Even though carrying excessive cash in a remote land might appear to be dangerous, there are many places where you might not be able to access ATM machines. I personally prefer to carry cards instead of cash, but if you want to shop from the local bazaars and taste the street food, you can’t expect them to accept card; and even if you find an ATM, it might not function properly.

In fact, once the bank even blocked my Debit Card once, because I was using it outside my state (and I intended to draw a huge amount).The trick is to carry sufficient cash in a concealed pocket inside your luggage and to take it out as per your daily needs. These days there are many stylish pockets or sling bags available, which too are very useful for the backpackers.


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  1. Scan the local markets and cuisines: In order to make the most of your trip, it is always better to scan the local bazaars for the fantastico handmade goods, delicious street foods and the things which are popular in the place. Unless you take part in these exciting activities, you have hardly explored the place properly. Find a local shop, which is decent and hygienic, to avoid the health hazards during your trip.


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  1. Avoid rushing from one place to another: In today’s world, we hardly have time to be a part of the local culture and tradition. We carry our digital cameras, and love to pose or simply to click the scenic beauty (to post images on the social networking sites and showcase our hidden talents). As a result, we tend to skip many beautiful locations, which might not feature among the notable tourist spots of the place. Instead of rushing from one place to another, it is always better to visit one particular destination in a single trip and to make the most of it.


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Try out these five fantastico tips next time you plan a trip, and make the most of it!


This blog post is inspired by the blogging marathon hosted on IndiBlogger for the launch of the #Fantastico Zica from Tata Motors. You can apply for a test drive of the hatchback Zica today.