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Monday, August 7, 2017

Save Jadavpur University!

The authority wants to snatch away our rights to democratically express our own opinions.The current Trinomool Congress governed reign has declared that all the organisations operating in the university campus currently are to be soon replaced by an "apolitical" "student's" "council".The members of the council are to be appointed by the VC and the general students pursuing their education from the university will not have any say about any issue that concerns them.

(Photograph Source : Vox Populi)

Jadavpur University has a glorious history of building up a strongly democratic base in West Bengal.One of the top universities across India,it has been known to oppose the oppressive attributes of the Indian state ever since it began forming the bases of what it stands to be today.Irrespective of your political stand,if you are in favour of the anti-capitalist impositions that is devastating life forms across the planet,please,please listen to this plea.We welcome students,
non-students,officials,workers,administrators,writers,intellectuals,artists,performers,thinkers to join the movement.Please do come on 10th.At 01:40 p.m,in the university campus.
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Must The Show Go On?

It all began with a platter of food - or it would be better to say that it began with the very idea and circumstantial existence of 'food'.In around 10,000 B.C,the era of 'primitive communism',in the language of economics,the competition was among beings,for earning themselves a source of energy that would sustain their bodies longer.'Food' was and is an intermediary in such ters,the goal is,was and has always been longevity.The goal has always been to stay,to stay a little more,to take in the essence of what the spontaneity of both space and time wants to detach from us.

Victor Hugo said,"I see black light" before passing away,that was the last thing he said.The contemplation of our co-existence as living beings is quite similar.But the common minimum is life.All of us want to sustain this dream,this reality,this simulation,this intensity - or whatever else life could be for a little longer.By the end of the twentieth century,we already had commodified most of the important planks of life.The very basis began to go through a certain risk it had never been posed to before.The crisis was not about when a change would occur,it slowly turned out to be if there could be change of any kind at all and if there was a future and if we could picture the continuity of the human race in even terms of a few decades.From 'when',the terms were reduced to 'if'.
By the end of the First World War,we had learnt our necessary doses of orthodox nationalism,defragmentation and devaluation of different cultures that could have co-existed well together.By the end of the Second World War,we knew the blueprints of to nuclear weapons,we had hearted the Manhattan project and Asia and Africa and all the other colonies were the land of the basterds,the niggers and "the dogs".We saw thousands of white men leash millions of black dogs.We were forced to go through failed resistances put up by the minorities and ethnicities across Asia,Africa and Europe.Dreams were shattered as sand dunes built by a five year old prior to a Tsunami.Throughout the mid-twentieth century,it gradually turned out to be all about the bigger powers,the presidents,the United States,the Contras,Nicaragua,the major famine-struck regions of Africa and NATO and Afghanistan and the hanging body of Najibullah and the death of Saddam Hussain and the heavy crisis in the middle eastern countries,all associated with oil resources and tattered veins.

Photographed by Robert Doisneau 

Since then,we have been the living proof to Chechens and the rise of a militant Islamic front,who,funnily enough have always obtained ammunition from the bigger powers in terms of geopolitical authority. 
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Sunday, July 30, 2017

Out of The Box,Right through The Door

The stranger's gaze is smooth,so he slurps from the decadence of the spirit of the civilization and gazes at the world as if it might have been born out of the debris of a wretched,evil ship."We live on the edge,captain!",the edge is born of infinity and it turns,turns around in the due course of wind.

Only at night,all your empathy for the lost pieces of debris arise like spirits who have gathered for a thirst left unquenched.The night lamp is born,so are the books on your table and your fingers browse through infinity,through planets and souls in search of a poem.A piece of malice,boredom,serenity,delirium and hatred cartographed together by the spirit of an artist.But what's the use? What is the damn use of it all,Comrade? It is all a deep,deep intoxication that runs down your spine and instead of fear,tears down into lament!

I have got this recent realm of ideas that are a combination of political ambiguity,hardcore Nihilism and an urge to hold that back,empty eye sockets,daily household chores and a lack of dreams. So,I have made my mind. I will take time. And an article would be coming up everyday ever since 4th August,2017. Until then. See you guys sooner than you think I will! Fr Rainer Maria Rilke to Foucault to Camus and Fellini,we will cover every edge and perspective we've missed for a long,long time. We're officially running a "under construction" status.Whole lot of love for staying tuned.  
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Saturday, July 8, 2017

'Marbles' by Whale In The Pond : Tales of Indie Folk Embedded in Psychedelia

When I first came across the band's music ; which was an event as accidental as things could get at two thirty in the morning,I could feel a timid satisfaction in the way the song was being presented.At that point,that feeling must have been imputed by the sub-conscious,because I don't remember listening to the lyrics at all.
Once I began listening to the EP though,the very first song begun calling for all my attention span.And offensive as it might sound,I did not expect something so regally psychedelic at this point of time from anywhere around the city!Often on extremely sullen afternoons and amidst summer rain,one could trace  back to the history of psychedelic literature and music in the heart of Bengal.The portrayal of "neolithic silence" and "tea cups curled up as cats" has long been written across tram tracks,and in stories of lives of "poets who died in the gudder" and that of "clowns who cried in the alley".Nope,psychedelia was not viable then,Jibanananda Das never visualised the glorious arena of what he was capable of leaving behind.
The only musical group ('band' would be way too conventional for them) who could devise some of that into some real music in the late '70s and early '80s - Mohiner Ghoraguli (Coincidentally,the name derives from the very poem described above!) ; but most of that was still lyrical psychedelia ; not the wonderful work,say,Pink Floyd had been doing at around the same time in front of a huge,huge international audience that went on expanding everyday.In context to that,'Whale In The Pond' has brought out a very soft indie flavoured mostly psychedelic instrumentals oriented music intertwined with prog-like lyrics ; somewhat of a very classy cocktail served in finely carved,old wine glasses.

The undoubtedly best song the album has been titled after - 'Marbles'. The lyrics are soulful,the verses blend in perfectly with the tunes and the outcome is just brilliant.The song was on loop for at least around 5-6 hours and I still have not had enough of it.The instrumental performance in 'Araby' is just out of the world ; that is exactly how psychedelia is supposed to sound in form,structure and notion (Talk about Oskar Fischinger diagrams?).'The Call' is a lovely combination of lively country tunes and beautiful strumming. The casual style and the fade out at the end that ends at the song being played in a radio transistor and the hearty laughs reminds you of Irish bear in a chilly winter evening!
'Autumn Winds' is a nice attempt to combine classic harmonic tones with a well blended instrumental medium.The song flows through you,rising up and down,alternating motion forms,exactly how psychedelia is supposed to function on the human mind.

What is even more interesting is that even the cover design is intimidating! The main cover features a post-impressionist picture,very similar to the style used in 'Starry Nights' by Van Gogh.The back cover elements used to depict each song are intriguing and the liner is gorgeous!
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Tuesday, July 4, 2017

What On Earth Happened To The Author of The Blog?

To begin with,I had been very,very busy for the previous six months. I had to relocate to a metropolitan (which was not one of the most favourite tasks of my life),followed by which was a tremendous pressure regarding the results of the 12th grade final exams and the bigger question attached to it (i.e,whether I would qualify for Jadavpur University or not) and then within all this practicality that required a lot of attention,I did not have the access to the space that could even remotely make me realise the time span I had stopped writing for.
At points,on a cloudy day as today,the melancholia would creep up my bones and kick my uterus to be born.The pain would almost always be immense but little did I realise time could pass this fast!Until now,I had not realised it has been half of an year that I have stopped paying attention to the fact that I actually could relate to the art of writing.

Amidst all of this hustle,I got diagnosed with Appendicitis and a few related complications yesterday - a fact that I have been paying as little attention to as an unhealthy writer and hyperactive learner can ; however,that hasn't contributed much positively to my health conditions lately.I had ignored a low-grade fever for more than a month and an unusual hike in respiratory distress rates for longer than I can even recall.Had my only-guardian-I-pay-a-little-attention-to-at-this-moment not informed Mom,I would not have gone for the tests,either.So,now that a few days before the classes begin at the Economics department of Jadavpur University,I have been prescribed almost absolute rest and I cannot not listen to constraints at least at this point of the situation when I feel exasperated every fifteen minutes I do something that requires physical strength.I have been offered at least 3 full time jobs in this while,got articles published at Youth ki Awaaz,received at least 10 requests for internships and except for one,I have ignored most until now.I have turned more disorganised than I ever could have imagined.
Fortunately,when I looked at the sky today,it was the most melancholic shade of bluish grey I had seen this monsoon and I tried imagining how black light would look for the umpteenth time (of course subsequently faced with failure and frustration) and something reminded me of an urge to speak,to communicate,to note down,to retaliate.
Now that almost everything has started to fall in place and order,the blog will soon regain what it has missed for a long,long time.
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Friday, June 16, 2017

'Afterlife Revival' : An Emerging Constellation in The Galaxy of Country Tunes

Seldom in the recent days do you come across artists and artwork that hold out a meaning and is impressive enough to hold you spellbound! 
Well,when I saw the "Beatle-esque" tag in the description of the Portland based band,I have to confess I was quite drawn to the entire event.When I played the song 'Rich in Love',which is the band's debut song - my cousin sister who was sitting beside me working on her final year school projects yelled that the style resembled that of Bob Dylan's.
It usually takes me time to get the essence of one's being,so it had been on loop last evening until I realised right now that I have had it on loop as spontaneously as possible ever since then.The style though,indeed is similar to a casual,street music inspired easy blend similar to the one infused by Dylan with a Beatle-esque undertone,slowly brewing into a wonderful cocktail of instrumental pleasure and vocal expansion.This is something you do not really find in the modern times.

Listen to 'Rich in Love' here.

Afterlife Revival is spearheaded by Evan B. Harris,an illustrator who began the project after a near death experience that nearly left him blind and unable to pursue his visual art. Thankfully, Evan has made a full recovery and currently pairs his songs with original folk art.

The venture is quite innovative in its flavours.Country music these days is either all about instrumentals or a 60's inspired rarely-aided-with-a-little-strumming style that does not sync well,most of the times that is. There is an identifiable presence of a certain psychedelic element in the instrumentals,which makes the experience even more intriguing and effective.
In case of 'Rich on Love' though,the progress is rightly proportionate,the beats are just right,the lyrics well-versed.The overall outcome is stunning.As a debut song,this is something unexpected from just any musical group out there in the world.
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Saturday, June 10, 2017

Top 10 Movies That Introspect Existential/Metaphysical Questioning

1. A Space Odyssey

Directed by the legendary Stanley Kubrick,'A Space Odyssey' is perhaps a pioneer in the field of movies of its kind. Beginning from the concept (the show-stealer in this case) to the breathtaking photography,lighting and sound,this is one masterpiece worth watching in a lifetime.There are certain books like 'A Brief History of Time' or musical masterpieces as 'A Great Gig in the Sky' that cannot be expressed in words.'A Space Odyssey' is one such movie you cannot say many things about ; you cannot actually author a doctrine on why a monolith shows the age in an orb of light (except for maybe existence of an entity itself marks the beginning of an era of existence) or on what layers of cognitive science we actually begin to let certain human emotions penetrate our neurons.This is one movie that certainly has the capability of driving you nuts for days.


'Interstellar' is an universally relatable movie that is neither overtly intellectual in approach or presentation,nor brutally demonstrative of content. The one thing it does is raise questions,and loads of them inside your head and might even incite a series of goosebumps on the skin during the delivery of certain parts of the script.
Personally,I do not see this as much of a "must watch" ; moreover the concept of TARS is pretty much a developed version of 'Hal' from 'A Space Odyssey' (only that it's a lot let scary here).
What is truly compelling about the movie is the script,something that outlives the chronology of events in this case.


Directed by Mexican director Alfonso Cuarón, 'Gravity' is a baby venture as compared to most of the other movies in this list. I am trying my best not to sound offensive but after watching masterpieces as 'A Space Odyssey','Melancholia' or 'Hail,Mary!',trust me - you would not mind bothering yourself for watching something this immature.
In a devastatingly phobic era as ours,'Don't Let Go' is almost an alternative and very acceptable as a tagline but the scientific inaccuracy wasn't quite compensated by the power of the storyline,not even the thrust of the harshness of the events that took place ; something just didn't work out well.Both the actors including George Clooney and Sandra Bullock were amazing,delivered breathtaking performances but the consistency didn't work even if the movie will incite some definitive positive,structured thoughts in your mind.So,if you want endless positivity and a lot of creamy fudge in your semi-cold coffee,this could work.It worked for me when I was in my 10th Grade but as I see it now,this wouldn't stay ; not even with the Academy Award tied to its tail.


Melancholia is the only movie in the list you will perhaps never fully get recovered of.The photography,editing,lighting and sounds are just out of the world and the concept combined to all of that developed a brilliant masterpiece,worth at least a watch in a lifetime.Seriously speaking,if you want to die watching a movie - please do watch 'Melancholia'.
'Melancholia' should also compete with 'A Man from Earth' in terms of slow pace; which is quite a brave attempt in a time as late as 2011.That being said,the dystopian flavour of the movie blends in really well with the pace and grey toned colours and the strange lightning work.Also,the concept and storyline is vividly descriptive and very,very genuine,quite abstract to a certain extent.And what I really loved about it all was the signature director's pride approach to it all,like Federico Fellini or Jean-Luc Godard or our very own Ritwik Ghatak would have towards direction - a very unapologetic,raw curvature on the end of the turning out of chronology.That is exactly how movies should be presented - proudly and fearlessly.
Summing it up,if you can wait for a slowly brewed,perfectly blended taste of Italian espresso and thank the makers after a drink on a rainy day,watching the street lights all through the evening,never excited about the delay in the delivery process - do give this a try.


Honestly speaking,the cinematography of Lucy is terrible and is very unappealing aesthetically. Nothing but the beautiful actress and the striking concept of the movie is capable of attracting cinema enthusiasts in this case.That we constitute the universal totality and the totality in us is constituted out of the universe is the notion that the movie enduringly emphasises on (and does it quite well) and constantly incites you to think of the evolutional brilliance of the mind.
If you're interested in existential literature and that interest outwits your overall intrigue in cinema,do give this a try.


Not to mention the beautiful performance of both the actors - Jodie Foster and Matthew McConaughey ; 'Contact' was not a very high budget film and nor had technology progressed this far back in 1979.Overcoming these 'flaws','Contact' is a movie worth watching if you're highly interested in the concept and script of cinema or just like in the case of the last movie,your interest in literature outwits your interest in cinema.'Contact' is surprisingly theoretical,even after being tagged a mainstream commercial film and there are certain scenes as at one point,Dr.Eleanor Ann Arroway (played by Jodie Foster) touches the atmosphere of a mysterious planet and each touch plays a different musical note.Her bewildered expression combined with the exasperated delivery of "They should have sent a poet." is breathtaking,indeed.
The former constantly reminds you of Nikola Tesla's take on the functioning of the universe - that is,if you were to understand the behaviour of the universe,you ought to understand it in terms of vibrations.

7.Journey To The Center of the Earth 

This movie could never be at par with any of the other selections in this list.But it indeed is worth watching because even children's rhymes have certain elements embibed in them that help you imagine numerous thing severely mature content never can.Moreover,the hypothesis of "a world within worlds" is quite intriguing,indeed.

8.The Man From Earth

Jerome Bixby's 'The Man From Earth' is mostly an indoor shoot based movie,has got to do mostly nothing with visuals except the ones that it gives birth to in your mind.The amazing randomness,projections and contradiction of the legacy of logic and the logic of emotions (Remember 'the universe is standing on a giant turtle' and 'what is the turtle standing on?' paradox in the very first page of 'A Brief History of Time?).There are some very intriguing exchange of dialogues and an epic motion to the movie that is very genuine.This would be more appealing to people truly interested in philosophical thinking rather than those who love to indulge in the art of cinema.'A Man from Earth' is more of a doctrine,when put that way.
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Friday, June 9, 2017

The 10 Liner Short Story Challenge (First Story - The Flutist)

It rained hard that evening. The streets were a mellowed shade of gold and grey. A mild drizzle followed suit with strokes of breeze caressing one's soul in the evening light.The old man walked along the riverside,fluting across the highs and lows. 

(Painting - 'Victoria Road, Sandown, Isle of Wight' by John Piper ; Source - Pinterest)

A side of the city could now be called debris,another - regret. Hungry faces,amputees and hysterical mothers crowded up a civilizational lie. Sixty years of fluting across highs and lows,sixty million rays of sunset and a breaking dawn rested like a forsaken shadow
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Friday, June 2, 2017

How Have Smartphones and The Brand New Jio 4G LTE Network Helped Our Students in Recent Years?

In this survey,we attempt to introspect into the topic of the socio-cultural impact of the use of technology in the modern times,in the lives of high school students who have graduated only recently.The chosen age group has in fact been the area of interest to us since we wanted to cover both the statistical aspect of their performance,their perceptions on certain very important attributes linked to education.Also,the propensity to accept new trends and fashions is visibly the highest among the youngsters.Hence,this project also allows us an opportunity to utilise the impact of the new JIO SIM LTE network and how contributive it has been to the gen-Y in India. 

 It is a request to all students in the age group 15-20 to kindly fill up this form and send it to us!

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Tuesday, May 30, 2017

Free Verse Scribbles (Second Inclusion) ~ Reflection

Painting - 'Willows at Sunset' (1888) by Van Gogh 

Hampshire blues
And paltry couches 
Intertwined end to end
In knots and ties
Like a swaggering circus rope.

Fingerprints,traded drapes
Footsteps in the chimes
Winded across horizons
Eat up light and shame.

Bathed in shades
Drenched in life
Waking up in vain 
Is literal for a second sight

Mounted up in paradise
And the secrets of a night
Shadows rise
Carving dusky humour
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