no better option than availing the train from my native place to reach Bengaluru
as soon as possible, availing the flight was an option but it would delayed my
arrival there coz to avail the flight I had to travel five hours of long bus
journey to reach the nearby metro city from where the flights are available,
after that it would take more one and half hour more to reach the airport
availing a cab, on the other hand train to Bengaluru was available from my
place so I decided to utilize those seven hours of time in my journey
towards Bengaluru, it was a thirteen
hours of journey and luckily I got a seat in ac 2 tier.
I got the
seat in the lower birth and on the other side there was a girl, I never have
the habit to talk with the strangers while traveling rather I prefer to read
books or listening songs , so I took out the book and started reading, after a
while the girl asked
…Hi Uncle, what’s
I asked the same, we talked for a while and came to know that she is going Bengaluru
to take admission in M.Tech. in a famous university there, looking at my book she shared her interest about detective
stories, we went for some discussions about different writers from Saradindu
Bandopadhyay to Sir Arthur Conan Doyel and also discussed about different
detectives like Miss Marple, Feluda, Byomkesh Bakshi, Basab and obviously
Sherlock Holmes, her reading habit made me too happy to express in words, now a
days the addiction in social media among the young gen is very common to
observe, but this girl is addicted to books of different genres.
Though I was
very much tensed about Rajib but I also liked the conversation with her. That
day morning around 11AM Arpan informed me over phone that Rajib has met a
dangerous accident while returning back from a meeting driving his car, Rajib
used to be my neighbor in our last rental house, he is almost 11 years younger
than me, I used to help him in the science subjects, gradually a good
brotherhood build up with time, he used to and still respect me as his elder
brother, with time the brotherhood transformed with in good friendship, we have
spent a long time together, though from
last eight years we are not in regular touch coz getting the job Rajib has
shifted to Bengaluru and I have remained almost motionless, sometime during
festive season he used to visit my town, his birth place.
Arpan asked for my suggestion whether he should
inform Rajib’s parents or not and I suggested not to inform them cause that day
morning they had just started their journey for a trip abroad, Rajib informed
me earlier about it.
As I have
mentioned earlier that I don’t have the habit to talk with the strangers much
so even after one hour of conversation I did not asked the name of the girl, in
the mean time I also came to know that the girl has immense interest in chess,
just like me, so we planned for a game in her laptop, when we were making the
plan I felt ashamed of myself for not asking her name and then went for it, the
natural question that knocked into my mind to ask about her parents and when she
informed me about her father’s name it gave me a shock, I remained stunned for
a while and found it tough whether should I laugh or should be surprised.
Have you played
chess against computer?...she asked me after clicking the chess icon in her
defeated computer...she asked again
times…I replied with a smile.
played many times against computer but never been able to defeat Mr.
Computer…she expressed her sadness.
We went for
five back to back games and she defeated me back to back five times, I will not
show the excuse that I was unable to concentrate in the game coz I was worried
about Rajib, rather I already made up my mind that I have nothing to do until I
reach there. So, I played with full concentrate but yet failed to defeat her.
books and chess we went for some general discussions and she shared a lot about
her family history, she shared how her family has dropped down from a
millionaire to a middle class family after lots of misshapen, her great grandpa
(grandpa of her dad) was a very famous and popular personality during the reign
of British govt. for his kindness, helpful nature and high designation. I was
listening to her with deep concentration to find out whether she has any wrong
info about her ancestors or not.
was very special for me, the train arrived in the scheduled time, Arpan came to
receive me, an uncle of the girl received her from the station, bidding her
good bye I took my seat in the car and the thought was knocking into my
mind…should I had to inform her?
The sky was
being clear with the enriching sun rays, it was around 5:30 AM when after half
an hour of cab journey the cab stopped in front of the gate, I was surprised
after getting down from the cab…it was not a hospital in my view front, it was
the house of Rajib decorated with flowers and pandals, uncle aunt and Rajib
came out from the house with a meaning full smile and a tricky look and almost
announced their win
…we were not
sure whether you will attend the ceremony or not.
…so we made
…above all it’s
my marriage and I can’t imagine it without your presence, but sorry for the
disturbance, I know you almost from your childhood days, you rarely attend any
function so I could not take any risk.
Back to back
two surprising and stunning experiences made my brain almost out of my control,
the meeting with the girl in the train already made me restless; from the time
I have left her in the station I was eagerly waiting to share the “spiritual”
incident with my sister…
two days earlier of the marriage, the day passed by with lots of works, taking
care of the decoration and arrangements, though Rajib already managed
everything so that the his closed ones do not need to take much work load, yet
I took some responsibilities coz it was tough to spend time lazily.
evening, around 8PM Rajib,me and his friends were spending some lazy time in
the terrace, Rajib informed me that he is gonna introduce me to an interesting
human being, I asked two-three times about the personality but he was more
interested to give me a surprise.
to spend the time with some unusual activity and that was…everyone will give
performance in which he/she is very poor, after some performances it was my
turn and I have to share a joke, oh God! I cried out silently, what is gonna
happen now, I don’t want to make cry anyone in this fantastic time. The idea of
making a joke was proposed by Rajib, above all he is well acquainted with my
nature. So finally I tried to deliver a joke and when I finished an young boy
stepped into the room and informed me
but my grandpa (Nana) did not inform me about this
He said it very
seriously and then laughed out.
looking at him being perplexed for a moment coz it was almost beyond my
imagination but my mind immediately calculated the relation…may be its true.
being highly curious…are you…?
interrupted…yes, you guessed right.
sudden proposal of Rajib that I have to share a joke, I gave lots of pressure
to my mind and finally a joke knocked into my mind, it has became very common
to make funny jokes with the eminent personalities, it becomes more relatable
for the listeners and it also explains the popularity of the personality on
whom the joke is made, such one I read much earlier, it was on our fav megastar
Rajni Sir, yes, I am taking about Rajnikanth.
really very surprising to meet that boy, Rajni Sir and Dhanush both are my so
much fav that I can’t express in words, I have watched all the movies of these
I enjoyed a
lot there, made some new friends…o sorry! Actually credit should be given to
those who showed interest on me , we exchanged our whatsapp numbers and
naturally after few months only few of them kept good contact with me and after
few more months fewer persons continued the chatting, to some extent I am
responsible for it…it takes to make a quarrel.
Day after the
reception I shifted myself from there, though Rajib made intense request to
stay for few more days coz he was not going anywhere for honeymoon for next
one month…he did not get leave from his office.
It was the
first time I boarded the Lufthansa flight, it was Rajib who took the
responsibility to book my ticket and he chose that airline, their service made
me too happy to explain, though it was short journey but their hospitality was amazing.
It was enriching experience with Lufthansa.
decided to share my sister about the meeting with the girl after returning, so
after being freshen up I dialed her number, she picked up the call and after
exchanging the general queries I said
added…my classmate or our old neighbors? I can’t relate with the name
pressure to your brain….i requested
silent for a while and then replied
really can’t remember
you a clue, she is our relative?
some more time and replied
…no I can’t,
pls don’t create suspense…
shared a story with you, it was made by me, I made it when our younger uncle
became father being blessed with a girl, they kept her name “Doyel”, that time
my age was 25, did you remember the story
remember, the plot of the story was…may be one day it will happen that I will
travel in a bus or train, after a while Doyel will sit beside me, then we will
go for conversation for long time, she will share about her family and
ancestors, hearing her parents name I will remain silent, will pretend as I
know nothing, the most interesting part will be that she will call me “uncle”
during the entire conversation, its natural coz due to the age difference she
will feel to call me as “Uncle”, as we have not met and there is no chance to
meet so she will never know that the “Uncle” is actually her “Elder brother” in
relation. Is not is funny?
about that story? my sister asked.
Why are you
repeating the word?...she asked being curious
repeating coz the story has come true, exactly everything has happened in the
way I mentioned in the story
I shared the
entire experience in the train.
listening she was totally stunned just like I became.
journey was an unplanned one, #SayYesToTheWorld…this was how accepted everything
from the experience during the train journey. Whatever happened were beyond my
lists and plans…#TheBlindList ones.
#SayYesToTheWorld with Lufthansa to explore the world with amazing experience during the journey.
P.S. My age
is not around 45 years, it needs more time to reach there, this post is written
with futuristic thoughts and i think in
future Lufthansa will continue their service and will flourish more with time,
their adaption with the changing time will help them to exist with their own
glory and fame.
You can relate with this post deeply if you have
spent your life (short or long time period does not matter) in any village of
West Bengal, logically those who have/are spent/spending life in towns or
specially in metro cities are far away from the smells of nature, yes, I am
talking about nature, the towns and metro cities have become so much polluted
that we all are craving for some fresh and pure air.
Thankfully, a long time period of my life, my
childhood days, I have spent in my village, this is the reason, just like other
villagers, I have deep relation with soil, the mud, trees, fruits, ponds,hays and
agricultural fields and greenery.
Lying on haystack
If you close your eyes you will experience the sound
pollution in a town or metro city but if you do the same in a village you can
experience the sound of passing air, the twittering of birds, the sound of
movement of dried leafs, the smell of the soil…everything leaves an enchanting
effects in the mind.
The greenery…where it is in any town or metro city? You have to travel a long to experience it leaving the city but if you
are in village the greenery is very common to experience.
No, it’s not a comparative post mentioning the
differences between a village and a city, what I wanna mean is…you become much
attached to the nature and its enchanting effects if you are from village.
The vanished smell in air
Yes, this year the smell in the air is no more…I am
talking about the season ,the festive season, this is why I have already
mentioned the name of the state…West Bengal, with the pomp and grandeur Durga
Puja is celebrated here can be hardly experienced anywhere. This is actually
the time for the season “autumn”…the weather remains pleasant for more than two
months, the dew from the evening gives a pleasant experience and sometime
becomes the reason for cold and cough but unfortunately all these are vanished,
when there is no dew so no question of its smell, it’s just yesterday the rain
due to “Titli” has started here, before that we were suffering from scorching
heat in the day time. The essence of dew, the smell in the air all these are
very much attached with Durga Puja which knocks your mind with the feeling “pujo
ese geche” (Durga Puja is knocking at the door), the scorching heat made us
feel that it’s the may-June season.
The vanished smell of Colors
This year what I have missed a lot to see is…the
coloring of houses, the age old Bengali tradition is…the coloring of houses
take place just one or two months before the Puja but this year in my colony
only a single house has gone for it but not for the Puja purpose rather for the
marriage of their daughter that will take place in the month of November, rest
of my colony members have completed the coloring three four months earlier,
even in our house the coloring of the second floor has been completed in the
beginning of this year so no question of any more work.
I have been brought up experiencing the lime was of
houses while staying in my village the colors have some special smells which I
cant forget even now, the most intense effect related to this is the smell of
pitch, yes the pitch which is used for the construction of roads, surprised?
Actually there WAS a common practice in the villages that the main door of the
houses used to be made of woods and to keep them safe from water and other
natural effects the door used to be colored with pitch…oh God, I can’t forget
the smell till now and I miss it a lot, even the houses which were made of mud,
their outer portion used to be colored with pitch.
Now a days the use of pitch has vanished and this
year in my colony and nearby colonies no one has gone for coloring…most of them
have completed few months earlier ….so you can understand the vanished feelings...
The vanished season
As I have mentioned above, until “Titli” has stepped
in here we were experiencing the season as May-June, otherwise the morning of
autumn has a different feelings, you experience the coldness from the dawn to
morning, the freshness in the trees and plants filled with dew drops makes your
day and in this context it reminded me of the poem…
Dekhite giyachhi porbotmala
Dekhite giyachhi sindhu
Dekha hoina du chokh meliya
Ghor hote sudhu dui paa feliya…
Ekti dhaner shisher upor ekti sishir bindu”
This one is written by Nobel winning famous Bengali
poet Rabindranath Tagore
The meaning is…in the search of beauty I have traveled lots of places, have explored different countries, mountains and
rivers but I have missed to cherish the beauty of a dew drop upon the grass
just outside my house.
Catkin…this one plays a vital role with this season,
to be exact…with this festive season, walking out in the morning exploring the
jungle of catkin, the mild blowing air and the falling dew drops with
pleasant sun rays make you
feel that you are almost in heaven. It’s not only heart and mind soothing
rather very eye soothing also.
this year, due to improper season and the scorching heat the catkins are very
rare to see.
These are some pics captured last year.
Heading to Explore
Cleaning the bushes
to the outer wall of the boundary walls of the house, just beside the road,the
small grasses grows up during the winter season and this is the time the
cleaning take place with the honor “Maa Aschhe”(Durga Maa is coming), so
everything should be neat and clean. This cleaning actually takes place average
two weeks before the puja but this year I have experienced it just from
finally, which we, the Bengalis feel from two months of arrival of Durga Puja
every year, this year we have started to feel the same to some extent just from
yesterday, yesterday evening while talking with some of my colony members they
expressed the same…”Due to the weather change, now we are feeling like Durga
Puja is knocking at the door”
dresses and gorgeous pandals are also attached with Durga Puja but the feelings
of mind, the happiness and the mental attachments with the season and the
nature…all these play most vital role in our lives.
what I feel is…you can experience the gorgeous decoration and designer dresses
in other occasion also but the feeling of “Pujo ese geche” or the effects of
nature in your heart and mind can only be experienced when all these natural
phenomenon take place and you are attached with it.
Pujo gondho” means “it smells like Puja” ,very common feelings of the Bengalis
from two months earlier of Puja, its intensity has decreased a lot.
I will try my level best to share more about Durga Puja but I really doubt coz
this year i have some responsibilities in my shoulders regarding Durga Puja.