I usually do not reblog, but this language is so compelling that I had to share on my own blog. This would go perfectly with my own blog post, Phuchka, Mahalaya and First Love. And also this Facebook Note written on December 18, 2011 :
Apologies for all non-Bengali friends, but this can only be said in Bangla.
Ek jhhotkay aaina…December 18, 2011 at 11:53pm
Aaj ek jhhotkay aaina dekhe phellam… sei bhorer mithe roddur, kaak dakchhe ka-ka, rickshaw-r tung-tang, cycle-er kring, kring, thela’r khorkhor, jol-er chhor-chhor… ghum theke uthe pora duronto amar shohor.
Bohudur chole gechhi tomar theke. Tobe phire ashbo nishchoi. Ekdin asboi. Bhaater haanri agle boshe theko. Ghorer meye ghore phirboi.
Jani tumi khub byasto hoye porechho aajkal. Duniyar jantrik jibon tara korche tomar monthon jibonjatrake. Tai toroghori haate niyechho mobile, iPod, laptop, Tablet… Bakira ekakittor saathe mon koshakoshi kore obhimaan bhore dekhche eker por ek serial. Mane khub byasto rup dekhachho.
Kintu ami jani, ei byastotar modhyeo ek chilte chhad ache jekhane roddur upche pore. Jokhon jibonjudhhe biddhostho hoye jabo, tokhon sei roddure madur bichhiye, pa chhoriye boshe muri ar cha khabo tomar saathe adda marte marte… Bosbe to tokhon amar saathe?
Ar jokhon ghono borshay shopshop-e bhije ghore phirbo, tokhon adore-makha gamchha-ta egiye diyo kintu!
Ami ashchi, amar jonyo na kheye thekona. Amar aste deri hobe. Kheye nio.
Kaberi Dutta Chatterjee
December 18, 2011 at 11:53pm
You know for a fact that no one knows Biryani like you do. No one loves biryani like you do. No one misses biryani like you do.
You don’t get anything in your neighbourhood that even remotely resembles biryani. Here in Kolkata, when you were in the mood for some subtlety in your Biryani you’d walk down to Aminia. For a full bodied taste, you’d stroll down to Aliya/ Shiraz/ Arsalan. For a plate of sumputous lip smacking biryani in general, with a large chunk of aaloo and one whole dim seddho (boiled egg) you used to step out of that car/ bus/ auto/ taxi anywhere in Kolkata. And just in case you were one of those adventurous ones, you walked frequently down that dingy lane off CIT road Puddopukur for the heavenly beef biryani at Qayum’s. You have never tasted better Biryani. Anywhere. In the World.
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