Rabindranath Tagore

Rabindranath Tagore, some have heard and read about him some have not. Last week was his birthday. He was born in Calcutta on 7th May 1861 and died on 7th August 1941 in Calcutta. He was a Proud Indian He was a Writer, song composer, playwright, essayist, painter. And he received Novel Prize for ‘Gitanjali’ in the year 1913.

Honestly speaking on my blog today I won’t write what everyone knows or can read about him. This is my blog so today I will write what I truly feel, what I truly think about him.

I had read about him since my childhood. My Grandpa used to say one cannot finish reading his works during his/her whole lifetime. Of course he had written a lot. I somehow could feel whatever he might have felt during writing either a sad poetry or a love poem.

Many bengali people in India love him but some hate him. I remember, last year a renowned camera person from a renowned channel told me there’s no point in loving that man’s work because he got whatever he had because he was born in a rich family.

I didn’t respond him, I just smiled. Of course I could have argued with him because I have read him since my childhood. But I couldn’t make him understand what I exactly feel about Rabindranath Tagore.

If any artist is reading this then my question to you would be, have you seen Rabindranath Tagore’s old age photograph? If yes have you looked deep into his eyes? What do you see?

It is said that eyes of a human reflects everything about that person, I am not sure about others but about Rabindranath Tagore it was applicable. His emotions would be easily understandable from him eyes. I personally avoid looking in his eyes of his picture. Do you know what I see?

He might have recieved everything a man ever wants or wanted but his eyes says he was in agony, in deep pain which he couldn’t share with anyone. His eyes say he wanted peace. His eyes depict, only if he could turn over the time.

There are many portraits about him. Many people draw about him. I only sketched once about him because I can’t draw those eyes. I can’t draw that pain, that hurt. I can’t. I only sketched about him once in my lifetime but for me that was worse because I felt like thousands of knives were hitting me.

I have never seen him but I feel like as if I have known him since ages. May be it’s common.

Many “FAMOUS” people would say ,”Ah, that’s very normal”, if I share my true feelings about what I feel about Rabindranath Tagore. But my question is do you feel connected to him like I do? Do you feel like you have known him always like I do? Do you?

Honestly speaking he isn’t my favourite writer or poet or painter but still I love reading his works. This reminds me of one more incident in 2017 while I was working as a journalist, my senior asked me about one of the phrases of Rabindranath Tagore’s work “Ghore Baire”, a lady who sort of hated me commented, “How would she know about it? You asked the wrong person”, and she chuckled. My senior knowing me well then told her, “Why don’t you answer it then”, she didn’t have any answer to it. I simply completed the phrase and told him the other required details and left the room.

You know I didn’t feel victorious that day because she couldn’t answer it and I knew about it. I was extremely hurt because I can’t portray my feelings.

I know whoever reads it might feel it boring because for the very first time ever I have revealed this side of me but one thing I would say Rabindranath Tagore was really a great man. Not because I know it but because I feel it.

A quote by him, “Who are you, reader, reading my poems an hundred years hence? I cannot send you one single flower from this wealth of the spring, one single streak of gold from yonder clouds. Open your doors and look abroad. From your blossoming garden gather fragrant memories of the vanished flowers of an hundred years before. In the joy of your heart may you feel the living joy that sang one spring morning, sending its glad voice across an hundred years.”

That’s all for today.

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Book Publish

Hey everyone. My first book paperback and e-book, Short sad love stories have been published by Amazon.com. The E-book is available everywhere as well as the Paperback.

You can search my name Monidipa Dutta on Amazon.com and you will find it.

But let me tell you the Paperback has slightly different and extra contents than the e-book.

This is the E-book.👆

And this is the Paperback. 👆

All I can request is Read and share. I would love to read your feedbacks because every opinion matters to me.

I really hope you enjoy reading it.

Thank you. 😊💌 💓

This is my first book ever.

Art

Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time.” by Thomas Merton.

Well this is not about others paintings but mine.

I don’t only write but paint as well..

I remember last year after my accident when I was bedridden it left me devastated. One and half months later when I could stand up I asked my mate to get me a canvas and colors. He never asked anything he just got me those.

I don’t know what came to my mind I created this.. 👇

This was the starting.

After that I have made many but never found a gallery to exhibit them and in this case my instagram account deserted_queen helped. People from all over the world appreciate my work.

Today I thought of writing this because I really feel glad when galleries in India rejected, they supported.

Today in this post I will add some of my works. I hope you all will like it.

This one I made when after accident I was tired of myself. So I named it ‘Tired’.

I made this from a selfie of mine which looked dull after I cried… So I named it, “Sorrow”.

I made it the day I got up from my wheelchair and started walking. I named it, “Freedom”.

So what do you think about them?

Let me know if you want to see more works of mine.

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I Love you LIKE I Hate you

Today I will share a story of a girl Meika. Well, her father passed away in 2016 when she was 21 years. She just completed her Master’s degree and started working in a respectable position as a journalist. Her mother passed away when she was 18 years old. She never had any siblings as such. Relatives were there who loved her but Meika believed in keeping them away from her. But, she was a strong girl though.

On a fine november night after dinner she opened her facebook account. She noticed there was a friend request. She opened that page and was shocked to see the name. It was from Aniket.

Aniket was Meika’s first crush, first love when she was in std 9. She could never move on from him. Though Aniket never knew about her love for him. She never dated in her entire college. Never even wanted to get married because the man she fell for was a self claimed saint.

Seeing his account made her fall in love with him again. She accepted his request. She didn’t message him though she kept an eye on his account.

On a Tuesday evening Meika updated some pictures of her on Facebook. And for the very first time Aniket commented. As soon as Meika saw it she jumped out of her couch with excitement. But, she composed herself though and replied only a smiley of smile to him. That night Aniket messaged her. And first time they spoke to each other. Aniket was a smooth talker. And Meika was already in love with him so she easily got flattered. She remembered the day the first time she saw him in Indian Ethnic dress, she fell badly for him. She never got a chance to get close to him as they were from same colony but he was a politician’s brother, and now her dream has come true.

As days and months passed by, their chatting increased. Affection towards eachother increased. And this time Meika decided to take a leave from work to go back to her home town to meet Aniket.

So on a weekend she went back to the city where she spent her childhood. But she decided to stay in a hotel rather than her own house. That evening Aniket came to the hotel where Meika was residing. Meika met him in the reception of the hotel. He took her to his place which he had converted into his study on his bike. Though Meika hated bikes but she couldn’t say no to him. After they reached at Aniket’s place. They sat and were talking about work, about hobbies in the meantime Meika’s phone rang. As it was a call from work she had to attend it. She excused herself and went nearby the window while speaking. After done as soon as she turned back she saw Aniket standing very close to her and Meika turned towards him he hugged her. As Meika loved him badly she melted in her arms. And then she initiated a kiss on his lips. They made out passionately that evening. For Meika it was her dream come true. And for Aniket a score. That night Aniket insisted her to stay with him but she didn’t she went back to the hotel. Ofcourse Aniket dropped her.

Meika slept like a baby that night because her dream came true.

Next day morning Aniket called her up and behaved abnormally. She informed him that she was having lunch at her best friends place. He got extremely possessive and even abused her in anger. Meika just said one sentence, “I believe we are yet not in a relationship, so why are you being possessive”. To which Aniket replied, “Because your best friend is a guy”. Meika was shocked to hear that. She decided to cancel the lunch and went to Aniket’s place to meet him. They met he said they can’t be together and they can only have sexual relationship. Meika was broken badly but as because she was good in hiding her emotions declined his offer.

In one moment her feelings for him changed and now she wants to avenge him at any cost.

See people I gave this example of Meika and Aniket because what we often fail to remember is that we are humans. Love and hate both are a part of that emotion. But there is a very thin line between love and hate. If love can make us blind hatred too can do that. So avoid all this. Because is a part of life. Stay happy and keep others happy.

Interview Zone: Life of a Page-3 Reporter

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Page 3 of any newspaper is important as it consists of celebrity gossip. And Today I have Mr Tausif Khan’s Interview who is not only a page 3 reporter but pretty much famous as well. So here we go.

Moni: Hi Tausif. Welcome to Her_Blog’s interview zone. So shall we start?

Tausif: Sure.

Moni: Well, you are a Renowned Page-3 Reporter so what do you like to read on your own time?

Tausif: Well I like to read but I am a very lazy person and also the work load is too much so all I get to read daily is the newspaper.

Moni: At least you read. So What do you do apart from working as a reporter of Page 3?

Tausif: I own an Academy called Mentor Academy where we take English speaking classes, Personality development, Image Development, Content writing and many more classes. I also train there.

Moni: Tausif indeed that is a great thing. We all know that your work is pretty hard so how do you cope with the stress of tight deadlines?

Tausif: Well here’s the catch! I don’t get stressed at all. I love my job, infact I am doing this job because it fascinates me, so no problems with the tight deadlines because one can do anything when One thinks He can!

Moni: I must say you never fail to impress but, Tausif how do you ensure accuracy in your work?

Tausif: Yes I do. And I dnt take in that terms, I just do it, It turns out accurate anyways 😉.

Moni: Okaay, would you mind sharing some examples of your best work?

Tausif: No! Because my best is yet to come. But I can share some of my good works viz. Interview with Farah Khan, in-depth coverage for Asha Bhosle, Paresh Rawal, Mika Singh, Shreya Ghoshal, KK, Aditi Govitrikar and many such Celeb coverages.

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Moni: Will you please describe a time you found and pitched your own story.

Tausif: Sorry Moni, my first story was quite naive. I developed as a writer and m still learning.

Moni: Ok, how often do you use social media? Which sites do you use the most?

Tausif: Not too often, I mostly use it for my work. I have a page for my column on FB. ‘Lokmat Times Party Time Column’ is the name. And another page for my Academy which is ‘Mentor Academy’. So mostly its FB, Insta, LinkedIn and WhatsApp.

Moni: How would you rate your ability to use technology for storytelling within 1-10 (1 being the least)? And along with that what are your strengths and weaknesses in this area?

Tausif: Storytelling via technology? It is a myth anyways. Storytelling is an art from within so technology has most probably nothing to do with it. But still some way it can be useful and I rate it around 3. And I don’t have weakness in any area 😉😎

Moni: Please describe a time you worked with a multidisciplinary team to tell a story.

Tausif: I have always worked with a multidisciplinary team. The only one who was not disciplined in ‘that was me’.

Moni: How has the popularity of the Internet affected your profession?

Tausif: It has affected positively! We are on e-paper now anybody can read my articles from anywhere, you don’t need to have a hardcopy nowadays.

Moni: What are some common myths about the journalism profession?

Tausif: That Journalists are corrupt, they are rude to everyone, they have a very low personal life and all these are just myths. I might agree on the last one though!

Moni: Can you describe a typical day of work?

Tausif: I might write a book on this question! 😅 each day of work is typical for me.

Moni: How familiar are you with your staff writers? Whose work do you follow and why?

Tausif: Well I interact with everyone but there are a very few people I get familiar with. And there are many people whose work I like Mr Yogesh Gole, KM Joseph and Muzammil Bari to name a few.

Moni: Do you feel that is important for someone to be passionate about the journalism profession to be successful?

Tausif: Not just Journalism, One should be passionate in whatever profession he/she might be in. Infact passion is the only tool which helps you give your best shot!

Moni: What awards and/or successes have you received? How important is such recognition to you, personally, and to your career?

Tausif: I always believe that writing is an art and for an artist appreciation is the greatest award. I got critically acclaimed many a times for the quality of my writing. Got the best acclamation when the Director of International Board from US came to me after a show which I compered and said,”You need to be in Hollywood!” Got many awards in sports, Cricket especially. Getting the Best Batsman Award since 4 consecutive years in the annual Inter Press Cricket Tournament.

Moni: What are some of your personal and/or professional goals for the future?

Tausif: I don’t set goals be it personally or professionally. I take each day as it comes. That’s the most exciting part you know, when you take life always unexpected. What if you set a smaller goal for yourself and life has something much more bigger for you? I just enjoy my life day by day as it comes be it good or bad I accept it.

Moni: What has been your personal key to success?

Tausif: My personal key to success? But am not successful yet! Until I have got at least a Harley Davidson and a Range Rover Evoke in my list of vehicles I won’t consider myself as successful!

Moni: So Tausif You prefer Bike or Car?

Tausif: I still love bikes I will always love to ride. Speed thrills anyone and I still prefer a bike ride over a car drive!

Moni: Tell us about your education.

Tausif: My education is still going on! The education am talking about comes from your life experiences, the people you meet and even nature. And for the education you are talking about am a BJ Grad.

Moni: Well Mr Khan it has been a tough discussion, you know that you are handsome so are you married? (Pun intended)

Tausif: Many a times! 😉 (Pun Intended as always!)

Moni: Ok last Question, any message you want to convey to the upcoming journalists?

Tausif: Well I don’t think I have attained that level where I can give this message but being a trainer I will say just do whatever you do with passion and interest. Take any subject any genre but be passionate about writing on it.

Lastly I want to thank you Monidipa ‘Mishti’ Dutta! You are doing a great job and as always you are too good in whatever you do! GOD BLESS you always!

Well, I should thank you Tausif for taking your time out for this interview. I am glad you gave such an interesting interview

So Everyone this was Mr Khan. I hope you will enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed taking his interview.

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See you on Wednesday.

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Do You Remember?

I know the way you look at me now, it is not the same. Our love has disappeared now.

But baby Do you remember?

The way you blossomed when I used to come,
The way you used to get angry whenever I left,
The way you blushed whenever I touched you.
Do you remember?

Please let’s reminisce the old times we have spent under the moon.

Those moments we used to get lost in each other’s eyes.
Those times when we knew we couldn’t live without each other.
The time when I believed you are only mine.
Do you Remember?

When you used to melt whenever I came closer to you,
The way you used to blow my mind away with your childlike innocence,
The way you used to Love me.
Do you remember my love?

Do you remember?

© Monidipa Dutta

Confusion

You are not unfaithful, neither am I.
But may be the luck is not on our side.

There’s a confusion going on between my heart and mind. And I don’t even know what to decide.

Now that we are on different sides, I don’t know how to reminisce for the mistakes I had made.

Whenever I try to look back again tears start flowing again.

Little love was there but now here is left nothing ..

© Monidipa Dutta