170×170 and “For Tagore – Rabikare Agnishatdal”

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There is a saying in India, “madhuren samapayet” that means end with sweetness, so here are some of my past, present and forever favorite things.

When I was a child I was absolutely crazy about sweets, I just loved everything sweet, my brother was the suicidal type, he used to taste every plant in my father’s huge garden and then pass his verdict. I used to select the sweet ones and taste them.

We used to (all six of us I think) pluck the flowers and suck their nectars, there are some flowers that give lot of nectars in that way, the one I best remember is a flower, I just could not discover its English name, though I tried my best a few years back, we bengalis call it Lankajaba, and it certainly attracts a lot of birds, butterflies and bees when the tree is full of flower, which it mostly is, it is a bushy type of plant and if alive gives lot of bright red flowers generously.

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Icecream or to be more precise anything with crushed ice. I always loved them had to give up after toothache intervened, that is a price for eating too much sweet and not taking care of dentures for ages. I started paying attention to them after they resigned. 😉

When we were kids there was a street- food rampantly available in north India, absolutely totally forbidden! But who cared!

The vendor used to have a huge slab of ice, he used to grate that ice and then add a few syrups on that grated ice and sell, boy we loved that we called it malai ka barf, that is hindi of ice cream.

When I shifted with my elder sister lucky for me she loved ice cream too and had a huge collection of syrups, squashes in her fridge, always and we utilized that, we used to crush the ice cubes, add too much sugar and enough syrup/squash, it tasted quite heavenly, I have eaten it later too, it tastes good!

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Twinkle twinkle little stars… yes they are one of my favorite things, stars, planets, meteors whatever they are they always fill up my heart with their beauty.

This love has been from childhood, courtesy goes to my elder siblings, they used to identify the stars, my eldest brother could recognize quite a few, actually he used to try to identify them methodically, so from childhood we too got hooked into watching the sky, unfortunately not with telescopes bare eyes. My younger brother was most attracted to them scientifically I think, he dreamt of studying astronomy and buying a telescope.

Mine was just the admiration of an admirer, I could recognize barely two or three constellations properly, I know their names in Bengali, saptarshi, kalpurush and another one that is shaped like W, I have forgotten its name.

I rather like the tranquility and peace they give to heart when we look at them, I really missed them in Kolkata, here a few at least are visible beating the neon glare!

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Storm.. when the dark clouds gathered in Burdwan I used to rush to the roof, to relish the gusts of wind and lightning in their full glory and of course a nice drench in privacy, because the walls were really high. Even though I sometimes wondered if one of the coconut trees swaying dangerously might actually topple over and land on me, or a lightning decides to taste me but I shoved them in the basement of mind and enjoyed each and every one of them.

There is something really magical about lightning and thunder and the scene when the clouds come down, really low, and you can see the entire sky (clouds) moving like a sheet of blackish gray being pulled across the sky.

Have you ever felt that magic? I have! It looks a bit intimidating, scary but beautiful all the same. Like the thunder and lightning, the more they are the more I love that storm.

It is really hard to explain the depth of that attraction!

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Greenery- I love green in nature, everywhere, even the moss, I remember caressing them when no one was around, they look really beautiful, don’t they? Their green is very beautiful and so is their velvety soft.

Nothing can beat the beauty of a piece of land covered totally in luscious green for me, not even the prettiest garden.

Our Burdwan house’s garden was highly fertile, I can guess why, my family must have brought the soil from our fields, but whatever the reasons might have been, one splash of rain covered it up in green, grass, vines everything showed up and made that place a green heaven.

When I returned there after concrete jungle of Delhi I fell in love, instantly, the first morning I stood in the balcony and watched that garden, covered in green and rain drops scattered on them.

That love will never go! It was really tough for me to de-weed that garden, that was a must and we did it mostly, and it truly pained.

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Chocolates- I had the ill reputation of munching them like rice, in Bengali I heard the taunt “muri murkir moto chocolate chiboy” a lot. Quite a hefty amount of my pocket money went to Cadbury, I like the taste of Cadbury chocolates more than Amul, my favorite was once dairy milk but its taste has changed completely, it no longer tastes that good, so my present favorites are ones with nuts, raisin, fruits in them, there are quite a few varieties- fruit and nut, rum raisin I think.

My vengeful teeth have taught me to not eat too many at a time these days but I still love them and savour them slowly. One to four bars each day whenever I buy one or brother gives me one, honestly their price is so high that I rather prefer it when he gifts them, which he does quite often, it burns to buy them! Apart from chocolate bars I love their flavor/layer on other things too- sweets, cakes, pastries… not drinks.

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Ocean, I think I was a whale, dolphin or maybe a mermaid in my past life. Lo! I don’t believe in one, then we all are born from ocean, so that must be the primitive bonding that draws me to it!

I just LOVE ocean, I first saw it when I was eighteen, after my class ten board examination mother took us to Digha, I will never forget when I first saw ocean, I was disappointed, I have seen blue waves with white foam in movies, here it was a golden green huge body of water churning, foaming!

Then that disappointment transformed into deep love, I just felt like crying when we had to leave after a week, even after returning to Burdwan I could hear its roar in traffic, and missed it even more!

The second time was in Puri, in 1992, now Puri ocean is the copybook ocean, blue huge waves, white foams but I loved them both, Bengalis usually wrinkle their noses at Digha but not me!

170x170

God bless wordpress for their writing101april2015 that woke musie up! Actually there were so many outside temptations that Musie has gone wild ever since shifting here, that is why I joined this writing workshop in wordpress (writing101april2015.wordpress.com), and my sweet darling Musie is up, hungry as ever, so, I have made arrangement to feed her for a little time more from 1st May to 17th October, every day, 170×170 170 days of writing 170 words each day and sharing it with us.

Now 170×170 is the only rigid thing (1st May to 17th October-both days included). Write anything that you want to- snippets of a story that you are writing, poems, articles, your that day’s words worth sharing…

Post the things in your blog, share your post’s link/url here or in magicthought.wordpress.com, wherever you prefer, if you post them elsewhere by mistake I will round them up and share them here, don’t worry! This page will be static, so share the links/urls here so that everyone can access them.

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FOR SOME REASON KNOWN TO GOD ONLY THESE LINKS ARE NOT WORKING, WHEN ONE CLICKS THESE LINKS WORDPRESS IS SAYING THAT THE POST DOES NOT EXISTS, IT VERY MUCH EXISTS, BUT YOU WILL HAVE TO FIND IT IN YOUR READER OR USE en.wordpress.com/tag/sharmishtha-basu or en.wordpress.com/tag/170×170/ and you will see all my works there. HOPE WORDPRESS WILL FIX THE GLITCH AND START SHOWING EXISTING THINGS!

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For Tagore- Rabikare Agnishatdal
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Well, ever since reading in an article how English is slowly replacing vernacular languages I decided to try the two I know, Bengali and Hindi, Now, I don’t have a software that wont meddle with my computer and allow me to write in Hindi or Bengali so I tried another style, simply writing and taking photographs, that will perfectly fit with my style of poems mingled with paintings, so this is the first book of that style, at first Bengali poem, then English poem capturing its inner meaning. I have not used translation, so that those who are Bengali will be able to enjoy all 70 poems.

The first one is being published right now, today is Tagore’s birthday as per English calendar, 7th May 1861, we Bengalis celebrate his birthday on 25th Boisakh, that will fall, as usual on 9th May, by then the book will be out and I will share the links.

Its name is “For Tagore- Rabikare Agnishatdal”
https://www.amazon.com/dp/b00x9ledku

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APRIL BOOKS
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Melodies from moonlit nights

https://www.createspace.com/5441113
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00WTXA11O

Waves that became songs

https://www.createspace.com/5439616
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00WNZ63Z6

ISBN-13:
978-1511764957

ISBN-10:
1511764953

Moments from the Journey

http://www.createspace.com/5435178
http://www.amazon.com/dp/b00w5vidhe

ISBN-13:
978-1511731324

ISBN-10:
151173132X

butterflies from life’s garden

http://www.createspace.com/5436716
http://www.amazon.com/dp/b00w6tgly2

ISBN-13:
978-1511743068

ISBN-10:
1511743069

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list of my books:

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The lotus of fire

https://www.createspace.com/5030667
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00o8m3o5e

ISBN-13: 978-1502590886 (CreateSpace-Assigned)
ISBN-10: 1502590883
BISAC: Poetry / General

Black mist and other stories

https://www.createspace.com/5058824
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00ontgsbe

ISBN-13: 978-1502895233 (CreateSpace-Assigned)
ISBN-10: 1502895234
BISAC: Fiction / Ghost

songbird sings to sun

https://www.createspace.com/5058572
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00p2cayzm

ISBN-13: 978-1502893420 (CreateSpace-Assigned)
ISBN-10: 1502893428
BISAC: Poetry / General

Tell me a story

https://www.createspace.com/5067283
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00p2bnl8a

ISBN-13: 978-1502955388 (CreateSpace-Assigned)
ISBN-10: 1502955385
BISAC: Fiction / General

The child of woods
https://www.createspace.com/5142002
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00QK1XD66

ISBN-13: 978-1505310283 (CreateSpace-Assigned)
ISBN-10: 1505310288
BISAC: Fiction / Fantasy / General

spirits of darkness and light
https://www.createspace.com/title/5142082
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00QK1XHTY

ISBN-13: 978-1505310948 (CreateSpace-Assigned)
ISBN-10: 1505310946
BISAC: Fiction / Fantasy / General

The bridge of her dreams
https://www.createspace.com/5141945
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00QK117J6

ISBN-13: 978-1505309966 (CreateSpace-Assigned)
ISBN-10: 1505309964
BISAC: Fiction / Fantasy / General

The prisoner of sand castle
https://www.createspace.com/5141895
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00QK1X4AG

ISBN-13: 978-1505309669 (CreateSpace-Assigned)
ISBN-10: 1505309662
BISAC: Fiction / Fantasy / General

crystal eye
https://www.createspace.com/5141811
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00QK11F3O

ISBN-13: 978-1505309126 (CreateSpace-Assigned)
ISBN-10: 1505309123
BISAC: Fiction / Fantasy / General

A Bouquet of Wild flowers

http://www.createspace.com/5184909
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00RF97HXW
Serenade of Brush and Quill

ASIN: B00RA8ER7W
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00RA8ER7W

The charons

http://www.createspace.com/5262922/
http://www.amazon.com/dp/b00so7hf54/

https://vishalbheeroo.wordpress.com/2015/03/22/review-the-charons-is-dark-but-brilliantly-weaved/
https://kestalusrealm.wordpress.com/2015/03/11/the-charons-the-ferrymen-to-hell-by-sharmishtha-basu/
https://greenwalledtower.wordpress.com/2015/02/19/the-charons/
http://kevs-domain.net/2015/05/06/spirits-of-darkness-and-light-by-sharmishtha-basu/

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