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Every year, before the onset of Durga Puja, readers of Bengali literature receive some precious gifts in the form of the Sharadiya Pujabarshiki (Yearly Literary Magazine). For the past 70 years or so, we have seen some outstanding works from the Creme' of Bengali literature like Samaresh Basu, Sunil Ganguly, Shirshendu Mukherjee, Ashapurna Devi and many others being published in these magazines for the first time. This trend continues; this year, too, my husband gifted me a few such magazines before Durga Puja. Kishore Bharati is one of the magazines I got and today I picked a story called "Vaijayantimala"  from that. for November's #TBRChallenge . About the Author: The author Bhaswar Chatterjee is a popular Film and Television actor who works predominantly in the Bengali Film Industry. He started his career as an actor in 1998 from television serials and later worked in Rajkumar Santoshi's The Legend of Bhagat Singh. In his elaborate career, spanning almost 30 y

"Hey buddy, I got Roti Rolls today. What have you got?" Pari asked, full of excitement. I was unaware of the contents of my tiffin box, as I was sure Ma would give me something nice. So I shrugged my shoulders and told Pari, "Surprise." Pari smiled, her eyes twinkling with anticipation. I am sure by now she was deeply investing her imagination about the probable content of my tiffin box. The classes had just begun and at least 3 periods were left for the lunch break. Pari had a special liking for my Ma's home-cooked food. When it came to novelties in snack recipes, my Ma was very experimental. And most of the time, the experiments were super-successful. So, I got to taste yummy macaroni, mouth-watering Hakka Noodles, Shahi Paneer Sandwiches and super delicious Egg Biriyanis, all in my tiffin box. Most of my friends, including Pari were aware of that. They waited eagerly for the lunch break and gathered near me with ample of curiosity and enthusiasm.  This time t

Although I am not much into Animated Films, still I sometime do watch, just to give my daughter company. Since Children's Day is just a few days away, I thought of creating a list of Indian Animated Films that the entire family can watch together and enjoy. 1. Bal Ganesh (2007): This was a time when the concept of animation was confined mostly to television channels. But the makers of the film went ahead and created a very beautiful animated film. From a technical point of view, the animation is pretty average but what makes this film engaging is the story.  Bal Ganesh's pranks and his wit also makes it an enjoyable watch for kids.   2. Roadside Romeo (2008): I think this was the first time when big stars voiced for cartoon characters when it comes to Hindi films. The film was not a commercial success, but I found it quite funny. Romeo's character is very cute and loveable. At the time when Saif Ali Khan, was known for his cool yet confused attitude (with his signature &q

Part 1 Continued.... Rupi was scared but could not control herself from staring at him. How can someone be so good looking! Suddenly she got back to her senses and pointed at the wound on the man's foot. The man said he has to see a medicine-man to treat that. Rupi laughed at him and said that these are common wounds and she could cure it. She asked the man to wait and ran to the nearby bushes to get some medicinal herbs. She took his foot on her hands and pressed the leaves on the wound. The bleeding stopped in a few moments. The man looked at Rupi, surprised and with gratitude. He now got down from the horse, looked into her eyes and stroked his fingers over her cheeks, lovingly. His eyes sparkling with thankfulness behind his long lashes. Rupi got scared but could not move from there. She knew she was a very attractive woman and a lot of men had tried to approach her but she had rejected everyone. But there was something in this stranger's eyes that she could not ignore. She

Rupi woke up at the sound of a thud. It was her 5 year old daughter, Bitti. She had fallen down while trying to chase a mouse. She was a jovial girl, always happy and playful. She got up and smiled at her mother. Rupi got down from the leaf-bed and hugged her lovingly, while playing with her long brown hair. She was the apple of her eyes.  At dawn both of them went to the nearby river to get water for cooking and drinking. It was their daily task. Women from their community had to fetch water before anyone from the upper caste woke. They should not see eye to eye. Even their shadow was considered to be untouchable. Every time Rupi looked at Bitti, she trembled at the thought of the fate of her friend Lipu's son, a few months back. The poor boy was a bit feeble-minded and unaware of the differences, do's and don'ts of their caste and went to play with his dog by the river banks, when the women and children of the upper caste were taking bath. The boy ran to those kids to pla

It was 7 in the morning, I opened the door to get the milk packet from the bag, hanging from the latch. As I reached out to get it, I was startled to find an envelope, neatly sealed. It bore my name and address but there was no stamp. I assumed it was delivered by courier. I kept it on top of the shoerack, next to the door and went on to finish my chores, my daughter  had her school and since my husband was out of station now, I would have to drop her at 7:30. The day went by and I entirely forgot about the envelope. It was only in the evening, after I returned from my walk, it caught my sight and I immediately grabbed it. I tore it open and got absolutely jawstuck. Oh, is it some kind of a joke? Is someone playing a prank with me? Is it my daughter, who often plays kiddish pranks with me, but not to this extent. Then who can it be?  The reason for these stream of questions and possibilities clouding my mind was due to the queer content of the letter. It read: Dear Reubenna, Before you