No other metropolitan city in India can claim of having a biodiversity register. But our very own Kolkata can now boast of being the first major metropolitan city of India to have prepared a detailed register of biodiversity. It was unveiled recently by the city
I’ve known rivers: Ancient, dusky rivers. My soul has grown deep like the rivers. When American poet-novelist Langston Hughes penned these lines, he was probably unaware that over half-a-century later in India, a profound believer in the mysteries of nature would embark on a soul-searching journey of a
He did his PhD from IIT Kharagpur in Rural Development, she did from the same IIT in Economics. Little did Anirban Nandi and Poulami Chaki Nandi realise that when the twain met, they would go on to create a revolution that will help thousands of
‘I can call my films my own without any qualm. Whatever is good or bad in my films is due to me… I feel much happier that way. Everything that I have learnt as an art director helped shape me into a filmmaker’… If one
Rarely do Bengalis give up their Sunday after-lunch siesta and come in hordes to be witness to a wonderful afternoon of songs and poetry. But well that happens, if the ‘eye of the confluence’ is none other than Rabindranath Tagore and if the script is
Letters from Russia by Rabindranath Tagore written in 1930 is not just a treasure trove of memories but a detailed explanation of a country’s psyche, a nation that blended socialism with violence and radical ideologies that Tagore felt might not bear fruit in future. The
Letters from Russia by Rabindranath Tagore written in 1930 is not just a treasure trove of memories but a detailed explanation of a country’s psyche, a nation that blended socialism with violence and radical ideologies that Tagore felt might not bear fruit in the future.
‘Who is my Personal God?’ ‘How did mortality evolve?’ ‘Who conditioned the mind?’ ‘What are the pillars of religion?’ ‘Can we see the infinite through finite lens?’ Many such questions have probably rocked your mind often, as the close call of death during Pandemic times
Letters from Russia by Rabindranath Tagore written in 1930 is not just a treasure trove of memories but a detailed explanation of a country’s psyche, a nation that blended socialism with violence and radical ideologies that Tagore felt might not bear fruit in the future.
When I first read a major excerpt from Meghnadbadh Kabya as part of my board examination syllabus, I felt like re-reading again. Not because Michael Madhusudan Dutta had used international poetic tools in an age when Bengali poetry could least imagine such treatment, but because