Monday, December 28, 2015
Weekend Getaways
Thursday, November 26, 2015
Travel Dairies....2015
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| The magnificent Radcliffe College in Oxford on a bright sunny English morning |
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| A Postcard from - The Canal Cruise at Amsterdam |
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| Paris - The Eiffel Tower and us |
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| The Indian media delegation at an official dinner |
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| The park with statues of all eminent writers who fought to keep Bangla as the official language |
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| Some fish love: Grilled Salmon Steak in butter and balsamic sauce |
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| A handmade colourful cycle rickhshawa - Dhaka is the cycle rickshaw capital of the world |
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| The eminent Dhaka University - referred to as 'The Oxford of The East' |
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| Sunset by the Murud Janjira Fort |
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| Me enjoying the blue water and sunny sky |
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| Murud Beach - Blue and Lovely |
Love.
Debarati/Mou
Feedback/Comments - Most welcome :)
Friday, January 30, 2015
Flamboyant Jaipur
I am going to keep this short and sweet as it was a work trip and this will be a photo blog update! However it was a splendid exprience ranging from royal dinners at the ethinic forts to the local city tour and delectable local cuisine.
Enjoy the pictures :)
Monday, July 26, 2010
Dada....

If I say that we miss you..would it be enough?
Your smile full of innocence and those beautiful eyes hiding your tremendous pain,
An understatement it would be if I say its tough.
Recalling those slender fingers rhythmically playing the tabla
I wonder sometimes is there anything left to gain.
Yet I console myself: You are happy and in peace,
But can you see a piece of this..
Your absence hounds me
However I know this is reality from which I cannot flee...
Now I know and I really know now
That you left us for good,
All I can cherish is the lovely memories of our childhood.
A fragrant flower gone to dust, though the aroma still prevails
I love you lots Brother..keep smiling like you did..
Talented,humble,affectionate and always so candid
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
City of Joy..

Well its been precisely four and a half years since I left my hometown the city of joy- Kolkata; I like calling it Calcutta so the rest of this post will not mention Kolkata again !! Though I do not regret my decision and the scope in terms of the media field still remains negligible in the city, I have to admit that I do miss it now and then.
Why do I miss Calcutta and what makes it so special to me ?
1.4- Lake Terrace, Calcutta 29- My home where I spent 18 years of my life and I do not know how time flew by. Mom's home cooked food especially her mutton curry. Sitting with Dad in the living room watching cricket matches together and discussing the latest in every field -politics,sports and much more. Enjoying the sound of Pandit Shiv Kumar Sharma on the santoor and the tabla maestro Ustad Zakir Hussian obviously on the tabla involved in an enthralling jugal bandi with my brother who happens to be a die hard fan of Zakir Hussian and also plays the tabla since he was six!
Finally cuddling my Labrador - Fido before hitting the bed every night.
2. Evening walks with my any of my close friends whoever is free at that time to this place called Vivekananda Park where you get to eat the most amazing puchkas and aloodum!
3. Modern High School for Girls! Little did I know then that one day I would look back and consider the days spent in school as the best days of my life.The lovely playground, the basketball and table tennis matches, the annual sports day, guide camps,pranks on the teachers and I could go on and on...
4. Park Street - The paradise for food lovers. A stretch of fairly reasonable restaurants which serve the most awesome food. The fish and chips at One Step Up, Fish Meuniere at Mocambo or the Chello Kebab at Peter Cat- One word to describe all is Delicious!
5. TANGRA/CHINA TOWN - I vouch for this! The best Chinese food ever.
6. Shisha! Though I am not a great party goer but I cannot deny that I have had a lot fun and strange moments at this night club.
7. New Market- Chamba Lamba- I have to visit this silver shop every time I touch base in Calcutta.
8. My friends back there with whom I can pick from wherever I left without any hesitation. Love you all.
9. The Howrah Bridge: I know that may sound a little weird but I have a strange fascination for this old yet towering and powerful structure.
10. Finally the people - Yes call them LAZY I agree, sometimes cranky and snappy I would agree with that too but very good at heart. I do not and probably never will feel the warmth I receive from the people in Calcutta in any part of the world.
You will and always bear a very special place in my heart no matter whether I am living in the city or outside it!
Sunday, December 27, 2009
A way of looking at Life!
“I feel my life is worth living!”
Indeed it is a life one would consider as worth living. Mrs. Mridula Shah is the satisfied human being who has made this statement.
Born in Ahmedabad in the year 1932, Mridula Shah has definitely come a very long way. She spent her entire childhood and adolescent life in Ahmedabad. She studied in a well reputed school in Ahmedabad. Till her 12th standard she stayed in this city with which she associates many fond memories. However a very different life was awaiting her after that.
She feels that self belief is the main motivating factor in her life, which still gives her the energy to do her work diligently.
She visited orphanages like Ananda Kendra, Seva Sadan and Vatsalya.
She taught the students Mathematics and English. She says, “I do this for myself and not for anyone else”
Mridula also taught the blind students for a few years at the
Her son handles the family business and has no problems with slum children coming home. Shah is extremely thankful to her daughter in law who handles the entire house and thus allows Mridula to do her social work with full attention.
It is remarkable to note that a lady of that era could do what she genuinely wanted to. She feels being happy and positive is what everyone should aim for. An optimist to the core, Shah says, “I will do whatever it takes to standby what I feel is right.”
P.S (I cannot publish her photograph as per her request).
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Ma..

Maa..
The first few words a child barely manages to pronounce usually. However the same child realizes the significance of this one word once he or she finds oneself molded into an independent individual.
A short note I wrote for Mum when I moved to Mumbai, four years back and was haunted by her absence surrounding me...
To Ma
The woman who brought me into this world...
You held me in your womb for nine whole months, Yet why is it so difficult to tell you that I Love you..
I know when the world leaves me you will be there..Your love is unconditional Ma,
I know now and now you know that I am not by your side always yet I feel your presence everywhere. You are our support, You held us together.
I have not and can never love you as much as you love me yet today I need and want to tell you-
Ma- I love you lots.
With Love Mou.































