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 Hello readers  Morning Greetings with a piece of my thought. Big house small family, More degrees but less common sense, Advanced medicine but poor health, Touched the moon but neighbours untouched, High Income but less peace of mind, High IQ but less emotions, Good knowledge but less wisdom, Lot of humans but less humanity.

Voices of socially disempowered hegemonic positions Gautam Maitra, a bilingual writer is a prolific storyteller in weaving stories that are a kaleidoscope to life with objective experiences only to give us a myriad vision of the Indianness that strives for existence. Set in the turmoils of South Asia, Floating Towel and a dozen Short Stories visualizes the trajectory of family relationships, disenchantment, violence, greed, the changing lifetimes and abject senselessness of fanaticism. It is a fabric of a middle-class person namely Budhu, an archetype, an epitome of normalcy – a person so deeply rooted in the attitudes, customs and feelings of a native Bengali middle-class man that it could essentially be an alter-ego of any Indian Joe. Maitra’s Floating Towel and a dozen Short Stories, a compilation of various short stories that were written across the span of two decades, is divided into twelve chapters with the life and times of the protagonist Budhu in the depiction of existential

Year: 2008 City: Pune Location: Pune Railway Station Main Platform Capture: Sonyerricson Z550i Mobile Camera Theme: Celebration of Life. Its ceaseless flow through human routes on earth. One of the best places to watch life and feel charmed is the Indian railway platform - manifested through the capture of walking shoes, walking legs - moving in varied direction, varied sizes and in varied speed. It was evening so darkness had descended on the platform. Illuminated through not so bright platform lights - the moving feets preach the essence of life - mobility. https://futurewindow24x7.blogspot.com/2010/09/year-2008-city-pune-location-pune.html

  Rain and the sparrows  An extract from 'Mirror of Time - An Anthology of Poems'  ...... A family of half a dozen sparrows flutter wings on a rain-bathed Ashath tree . Today they might have to live without a meal. The rain has forced the daily bread-fetchers to remain indoors. Rain helps lives, but rain unsettles lives too. ...... To Be Continued 

  An extract from   My Choto Pishe :   A boyhood memoir  - Goutam Moitra    It’s a song that is lost in the winds of the earth. But the winds still carry a few reveries of that journey. He swam in the lake in the odd mornings of summer and a few times I was lucky to accompany him. He swam with ease while I struggled with my strokes. One time, I was on the brink of being drowned. That saviour hand stretched to get a hold of me in that moment. But his face would not make you feel that it could turn so serious with the deep waters welcoming me into their womb. On school holidays, we would visit his house so often. His house that was just a quick stroll away on a route and in those days  people loved to stroll through it. And  if it was a morning,  a barber would be sitting with his tools on call in the visitor’s room attending to him , as he leisurely lay down. In those days, children were often rebuked for listening to Radio-stations airing anything other than the local programs - the S