Yesterday I got to know about the demise of Sisir Sir. I have been a student of St. Robert’s School, and I have also been a student of Sir Sisir Mani Pradhan since my earliest days at my school to the days I was an elder teenager.
Again, every other person in the village is spiritual, all of them being dedicated followers of Baba Ram Rahim Insaan, but there is no political interest in anyone at all. In fact, the village follows a strict non-political policy since time immemorial. To say the least, the village in its life has never seen a single political rally till date, except for the time when once General Aladdeen of Wadiya had decided to visit the village and had delivered a speech at the village community hall. That was the only time that the villagers had seen camels.
The release of BJP election manifesto created a mini-political controversy in the Darjeeling hills, with supporters of TMC regime quickly pointing out “Gorkhaland”‘ word is missing from it.
It’s around 7 in the morning when your home is filled with the sweet aroma of tea, amidst which you enjoy small sips of it,…
Life was not as easy as these days. Cricket bat used to be a rare kit and usually only one guy in a group would have a bat, luxury items of our time. And about ball, playing with a tennis ball would be a once in a blue moon affair, that too if we were to visit somewhere else for a cricket match (bet). Else, handmade balls (kaagaz/plastic ko) would compensate to the lack of funds and ensure that we never went out of play.
We stand in awe as these amazingly talented young ladies become Doctors and we pray to Sinchel Devi that their hands are blessed to heal every patient who put their hope on them
Dhiren is deep inside his bed, cursing the cold weather of Darjeeling. You should already be knowing Dhiren, our “chuksa” guy with the red Sumo…
I remember when I was in still in my nursery school, a very new concept was evolving that would later become a trend – The…
The month-long of the festive season has indeed given us a deluge of happiness and also a reason to pull it through another year, again…
It was just like any other Diwali evening. It was past 6 pm and the sky was already starting to glitter of fireworks. The only…