I don't know why but I am very much envious of the recent class 9 and 10 students who read "Julius Caesar" and in class 11 and 12 they will study "Macbeth" (This is the current pro forma of ICSE and ISC English)
Now my story, in class 9 and 10 our batch read Merchant of Venice and in class 11 we had Macbeth, so as usual in class 12 we will continue with Macbeth.
Questions may arise like "Why are you envious?". My answer to that question is, Julius Caesar and Macbeth are similar. Even in one of the Acts of Macbeth, Mark Anthony and Caesar were referred. The ones who are studying Julius Caesar will have no problem in understanding the plot of Macbeth because both are same..
I am jealous of you Juniors. (I have never found any problem but we could get something to discuss if we had a little knowledge about Julius Caesar like Torko And Jukti to be specific, like we could have organized a debate in these topics where one would glorify Macbeth and another one Julius Caesar)
~KONKALITOLA, KOPAYI NODI & JOMIDAR BARI~
Beautiful temple. My family didn't give puja because this year my grandmother expired, so "ashuch" . (curse in english I guess, don't know) I was sitting inside the temple area and saw that "Shautali Dance" was performed by the tribal women. I danced with them, clicked photos. I danced so well that they were calling me continuouslyđ¤. I really had fun their. I even did my make up inside the temple area (because Pinush was giving me rush and yes girls take time to get ready). While doing my makeup I felt like the song "Chandi Jaisa Rang Hai Tera". I know I am not even a bit of that song but still I felt. (I am ugly as hellđ but still I felt like chandi jaisa rang). Anyways really felt calm and happy while dancing.
Rabindranath Thakur composed a poem "Amader Choto Nodi" which was based on Kopayi Nodi. Its really a "choto nodi, chole aake bake". I have nothing so say something about this nodi because its really beautiful. Speechless I am.
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(I have posted a picture of "Bonolota". It is a villa which is named after Bonolota.)
Several shooting took place in this place. Its really huge. Shiv Pujo takes place in this house. I though that the Zee5 webseries "Shwetkali" shooting was done here but I was wrong. Anyways. I even clicked some photos inside the jomidar bari. I felt like I reached heaven, its was vintage and beautiful.
Thats all about day two. Had a lot of fun and gathered a lot of knowledge.
I bet day 3 blog will capture the heart of every reader.
Lemme tag my favorite Bengali's as well as other mutuals
@intellectual6666 @choppedphilosopherharmony @jukti-torko-golpo @piyakebazaar @anarkali-disco-chali @shyam-kariya @aapki-shayara @aapka-shayar @thecaffeinatedresearcher @enigma-the-mysterious
[ words by-Anne Dennish //Howling at the Moonby Darshana Suresh]
Deepika Padukone, Ram Leela, 2013.
This reminded of me when I used to dance bharatnatyam and kathak.... Well performed sir! Kuddos!!!
And he performed the third alaripu and the fourth and fifth one. (Fifth is my favorite)
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Everyone cries after getting hurt. have you ever cried after hurting someone?
yes I have cried... I cry because I usually don't hurt people because hurting people is not in my nature. So if I hurt anybody, I feel very sad and I cry then I say sorry to that person...
"I fear to love you too much and lose you and suffer, and I also fear to not love you and miss a love chance and regret it. I live with you an unbalance state since I knew you, my life going perfectly, except my heart which is a mess. I always fear the endings, for I am used to lose anything I love, so please tell me: How can I love you without pain? And how can I not love you with regret?"
JUSTICE IS WHAT WE WANT!!
Students of college, universities and even high schools in Bangladesh have taken to the streets in a mass movement named the "Bangla Blockade" demanding the eradication of the quota system. The quota system reserves a massive percentage of the government jobs for specific groups of people. These jobs are earned by sitting for the Bangladesh Civil Service exams.
Effectively, only 46% of the jobs are left to be contested by merit.
The biggest quota sectors are NOT for the disabled, or indigenous people or for women.
THIRTY PERCENT of the jobs are reserved for children and grandchildred of registered freedom fighters.
The police and political wings are using violence on the protesters. Images of armed men beating up women with sticks and rods are going viral. Spread the word. We need more people talking about this.
Link to an Instagram post with information that you can share.
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đī¸ unknown.
on a march aternoon, we became strangers. now i hold back my smile when i see you from across the street. now i don't go running, recklessly crossing the street unbothered of the traffic. i pretend to forget the birthday i once planned surprises on. i still have your playlist, but now it's two separate devices the songs are being played on. i still read your favourite book. i still play your favourite sport. in a room full of people, i can still recognise your laughter.
it's better this way, apart, because in a room full of people, you will never recognise my voice, even if my heart is calling out your name. to you, i will be one of the many you charmed. to me, you'll be the only one i ever let my guards down for. so it's better this way, apart.
Chapak.. Chapak..
Ek ladki school mein gayi,
Ek ladki tuition mein gayi,
Ek ladki road mein khel rahi thi,
Ek ladki road peye chal rahi thi,
Ek ladki.. Bus mein thi,
Ek ladki apne ghar mein thi,
Ek ladki.. Choti bacchi thi,
Ek ladki social media mein mili,
Ek ladki.... Ek ladki....
Ek nirdosh ladki.... Ek. Ladki.
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(This is not a funny content.. Its a reality)
(Courtesy- Instagram)