Sarodia Anjali 2015

Sarodiya Anjali 2015

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Pujari Durgotsav 2015


Executive Committee of Pujari 2015

President: Anindya Mukherjee

Chairman: Abhijeet Hazra

VP Cultural: Sharmeen Omar-Ahmad

VP Finance: Sharmila Roy

VP Revenue: Ujjal Chakravartty

VP Public Relations: Neel Chatterji

VP Food: Sidharth Ghosh

VP Puja: Bulbul Banik

VP Publication: Smita Kar and Baisakhi Mukherjee

VP Decoration: Tumpa Bhattacharyya

VP Logistics: Abhishek Datta

New Member Welcome Secretary: Prabir Nandi & Sudhakshina Mukherjee

New Initiatives Secretary: Anirban Ghosh


CONTENTS

FROM THE PRESIDENTS DESK ----- 12

FROM THE CHAIRMANS DESK ----- 13

EDITORIAL ----- 14

DUSHCHARITRA - ANINDYA CHATTERJEE ----- 15

SA THEKE SA - A CHAT WITH SOMLATA ----- 17

INTERVIEW WITH NAZRUL GEETI ARTIRTS SHAKIL & KALPANA ASHFAQ

SAPAN ----- 20

LIBERTY AND JUSTICE - D.J.CHAKRABORTY ----- 25

IT IS TIME TO MAKE SOME CHANGES!! RAJIB ROY ----- 28

AMAR PRIO RANNA - SWATI DEY ----- 29

70S KOLKATA - SUBHASREE NANDY ----- 30

SHIKHA KETRE MANOBIK MULLOBODHER PRATAP-NANDINI KAR ----- 32

AFRICAN SAFARI - SEEMITA AND MRINAL CHAKRABARTY ----- 33

MORUBHUMIR DAKE JABA CHAUDHURI ----- 36

DAVID VS GOLIATH SOUMYA BHATTACHARYYA ----- 40

THE DARK GIRLS LAMENT SUPORNA CHAUDHURI ----- 42

POETS CORNER

SAPATH & HEYALI MADHUSUDAN CHATTOPADHAYAY ----- 47 & 48

RETIREMENT, BIDAY & DEB DARSHAN GOBINDALAL THAKUR ----- 49,

50 & 51

PRATIBAD & KONO EK SOROTER SOKAL SUTAPA DAS ----- 52 & 53


ANISCHAYATAR BICHAR & SOUNDARYA SUSHMITA MAHALNOBISH ----

- 54 & 55

AGOMONI BARTA MALOBAKI GHOSH ----- 56

KIDS CORNER

ART WORK SARA DEY, SHEONA KAR, AARSHIA DATTA, PIYA

SENGUPTA, SUDHESNA DEY, SAHANA MANDAL AND ANISHA

BHATTACHARYA ----- 58 to 61

WATER DEEYA DATTA ----- 62

RETURN TO CALIFORNIA SHAYAK CHAUDHURI ----- 63

HAIKU COLLECTION OF SEASONS & I AM DHIR DERAY----- 66 & 67

WHY IS IT IMPORTANT TO STUDY HISTORY SOHAM KAR ----- 68

POEM INSPIRED BY CLAY CLASS ANIKA PATIL ----- 69

WONDERFUL FALL SEASON SHAKTIK BHATTACHARYYA ----- 70

MY CANVAS ISHANI SAHA ----- 71

HOW TO MAKE A CUPCAKE DIA PATIL ----- 72

FOREVER SRIJA SENGUPTA ----- 73

NABC TRIP ARIHANT MUKHERJEE ----- 74

DURGA PUJA PROGRAM SCHEDULE ----- 77


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Dear Pujari Patrons,

Ill start by extending a warm welcome to everyone during this Pujo season. Every year at the first signs of fall in the Greater Atlanta area, every Bengali starts a mental countdown to Durga Pujo. The anticipation of wearing new clothes during the pujo season, long adda sessions, a bouquet of cultural programs and the sumptuous food makes it a special time of the year for the inner Bengali in all of us. A big thank you for choosing to spend this special time of the year with your friends and family at Pujari.

Over the past 17 years that Ive been an Atlanta resident, Ive seen tremendous change in the local diaspora and with it, the inevitable change in our organization. Along with its patrons, Pujari as an organization has grown, flourished and matured over these years. To continue to sustain this growth and popularity, over the years, Pujaris Board has made a conscious choice to focus on quality, build a strong community presence, encourage a culture of inclusiveness and be socially responsible.

Additionally, this year, the board has kick started a few strategic long term initiatives for the organization. To foster the true spirit of giving back to the society we live in, we are forming partnerships with local charitable organizations where we can volunteer our most valuable resource-our time. With the growth in our organization, we are in the process of rolling out relevant changes to our by-laws and election process. I sincerely hope that these new initiatives will continue to enhance your trust and patronage at Pujari.

I wanted to extend a special thank you to this years Executive Committee. We all lead busy lives and have precious little time to spare. Each year, members of the Executive Committee find this extra time and go this extra mile so that all the members and guests can enjoy the Pujari events. So please join me in thanking this years Executive Committee members and the volunteers.

Lastly, I wanted to thank all our sponsors. We value your donations and strive to ensure your trust in us continue to grow each year.

On behalf of the entire Board of Directors,

Abhijeet Hazra

Chairman, Pujari Board of Directors 2015


From the eDitors Desk

Shubho Bijoya!!

Another wonderful and eventful year is almost coming to an

end, but we are standing at the very doorstep of the mother of

all celebration for all of us bengalis and that being Durga Pujo!

This edition of SARODIYA ANJALI boasts of articles from the renowned bengali filmmaker Shri

Anindya Chatterjee and a heart to heart with the versatile singer Somlata. We were also lucky to

have secured an interview with the celebrated Nazrul Geeti singers Shakeel and Kalpana from

Bangladesh engaged in conversation with Ashfaq Swapan.

We also have some overseas write-ups and ofcourse the plethora of articles, poems, recipes and

art from the local Pujaris. Pujari started this year on a high note under the leadership of our

prolific, energetic, positive and inspiring President, Mr. Anindya Mukherjee. Our cultural line up

started with Saraswati Puja which was manned by the NEW GEN of Pujari, Poila Boisakh

celebrations saw immense talent unfurl on stage and Pujari also hosted the Premiere of Open

Tee Bioscope the Bengali movie, where we had the honor of meeting the Director, Shri Anindya

Chatterjee in person and sharing the stage with him.

The Open hands Volunteer program had new additions this year and like every other year was a

great success which showcases PUJARI as an organization for the society.

To bring this edition of our magazine to life we would like to thank

The President, Sri Anindya Mukherjee for his tremendous support.

Saikat Das, Jaba Chaudhuri, Soumya Bhattacharya, Tumpa Bhattacharya and Subhradip Kar, we

could not have done it without you.

Sarod Subhecha from Team Anjali,

Smita Kar and Baisakhi Mukherjee


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Liberty and JusticeNot for All

By D.J. Chakraborty

Kat felt strange; what a difference a day makes! Yesterday, she was exhibiting her precious

collection of what Micahs brothers called intellectual pointlessness and making plans to marry

Petrucchio. Micah would give her away. Tears clouded her vision as she quickly removed two

maps from the wall, then international Barbies, framed sheet music, and archaic instruments

from the shelves. Her mind was scattered with fragmented thoughts from wedding plans to

lesson plans; she expected her students to be proficient with culture and geography as well as

language.

In spite of all the meticulous instruction and fanfare, hardly anyone paid attention to the lessons

or magnificent menagerie displayed along the walls and shelves of her hosts spacious parlor

converted to classroom. Grabbing a few more items, Kat glanced over her shoulder; her

disappearance would not be noticed until tomorrows class. She turned casually as if to go to the

kitchen; Kat feared she had been observed when she saw her quietly standingwatching.

What are you doing? Mary-Antoinette enquired with her usual surprised expression.

Kat wondered how long she had been watching her. However, she was not perturbed by the

question. Micahs half-sister always asked that, even to people walking (or kissing) in the park.

Kat and Micah were the only people who cared for her.

How are you, Mare-Bear? Do you want to hang with Bianca? Kat asked picking up the sari-clad

Barbie from India; unable to pronounce the name Priyanka, Mary-Antoinette called her Bianca.

Thank you. I love Bianca, shes my friendYoure my friend too.

Kat smiled at her and cogitated; she had arrived in Los Angeles bubbling with excitement and

anticipation at the prospect of spending a semester in the mansion of a rock star. She had been

a fan of the Four Micah from the eighties. The students in her native New Jersey had deemed her

cool because she was familiar with all the retro stuff which was back. The Four Micah were

current when she first heard them.

Kat was thrilled to be their guest and get to know them personally. Her host did not disappoint

for rock star Micah Joshua was still the sweet, little boy singing his heart out at the church choir.

He shared childhood home movies, favorite hymns from church, and some recent inspirations.

Micah was quite the intellectual with varied interests; he told Kat that he wanted to take a break

to write an opera, but he had siblings to support.

The brothers Meshach, Malachi, and Melchoir were Micahs opposites and treated Kat with

suspicion. On a nice day, they referred to her as that foreign, exchange student; Kat reminded

them that she was born and raised in New Jersey. There were bad days when they called her the

terrorist witch or A-rab slum. She reminded them that she was Indian and Hindu. School was no

better since only two students a girl from the Ivory Coast and a guy from Iran were conscientious

and wanted to learn. The majority came from the southern part of the western hemisphere and


did not care for learning English, let alone American culture or music especially boring, old stuff,

Retro is cool again, Kat had replied humorously.

They insisted that everything should be written in their language; whats wrong with another

sign? Kat emphasized that it was wrong unless they had extra signs in all foreign languages like

French, Persian, Bengali, etc. which would make signboards long and complicated if they had to

include every language in the world to be fair to everyone. Therefore, it was best for everyone to

learn English. Thats why were here, her smile had never failed to charm before, My mother

and father had to pass tests before they were allowed to come to America; the TOEFL and the

GRE. What if you had to do that?

Perhaps they should? Kat came up with an idea and set to work; TOEFL (Test of English as a

Foreign Language) and GRE (Graduate Record Examination). How about TOGEL and FRE? TOGEL

should stand for (Test of General English Learning) and test the four essential language skills

similarly to the TOEFL including the two passive skills of listening and reading and two active of

speaking and writing. FRE should stand for (Fundamentals of Remedial English) to assess an

individuals proficiency in the type of English used in specific lower level jobs since not everyone

goes to college or graduate school.

The tests can be divided into sections checking one or more language skills. The structure and

scoring can be developed along the lines of the TOEFL and the GRE but easier. Those tests could

be administered by the state and/or the human resources departments of companies intending

to hire. Potential employees should score seventy percent or above like the school equivalent of

C for passing. Persons scoring sixty percent or school equivalent of D may be considered on a

trial basis upon completing an eighteen week (semester equivalent) remedial English class. Kat

wrote down her thoughts.

No country in the world is as accommodating to foreign nationals as the USA. Our famous land

of opportunity welcomes foreigners to pursue their academic, professional, and social goals.

Many other lands have rigid controls and restrictions regarding non-natives, whereas we are

flexible and forgiving. This policy is great for attracting brains and talent but disgusting when

taken advantage of by criminals. Therefore we need to issue some checks and balances to lay out

the red carpet to brains and talent and prevent criminal breaking and entering. Kat penned

furiously as a plethora of new ideas came to mind.

Students in other countries study English from elementary school. Schools in America should

require foreign language for intellectual development. Language was Micahs favorite subject

from his school days which led him to music and the impetus to start the language institute

available to everyone not just the privileged few. Kat won the essay contest to be the first teacher

and eventually administrator after they got the building permit. Until then, classes had to be held

at the Estate. Micah had moved some furniture and gave her use of the generous parlor and

solarium to conduct classes. He offered his den for an office, but Kat insisted that her spacious

guest suite was sufficient.

Out from that den popped Melchoir, So this where you come dodging me?


I didnt do that, his sister gasped and cowered.

Get yourself in here! King Melchoir commanded.

Its ok Mare-Bear, Kat soothed. She turned squarely facing Melchoir, Anything I can help you

with?

Freak you! he scoffed walking out as Mary-Antoinette sobbed.

Kat hugged her, Its ok, Mare-Bear, hes drunkhes just drunk as always.

Micah was the most famous of the four in the eighties and the only one still working. He was the

most talented musician whereas Melchoirs talent was for alcohol. Meshach had a knack for

drugs and Malachai for liaisons with both genders. Micah worked hard to care for his special

sister and support his brothers habits. When they were kids, he could get them to behave, but

later as their success increased so did their arrogance. Micah was just beginning to understand

the depth of his financial crisis; no wonder the building permits never arrived. Kat was impatient

for the building permit for the Estate was not conducive to learning. She did not want to pressure

her host and spend all her strength to be polite to the three entitled losers and teach a gaggle of

reluctant learners.

One evening Kat put down her lesson plans and picked up her purse. She impulsively went to an

audition just to get out of the house. After delivering three monologues and cold readings, she

was cast as Katerina in Shakespeares Taming of the Shrew. She took Mare-Bear because she

could not leave her with Melchoir; at least Malachai never touched his sister. Mare-Bear was

cast as Bianca; Kat congratulated her with a hug and suddenly saw him again. Her Iranian ESL

student whose English language ability was superior to most Americans was cast as Petrucchio.

You are too good for the class! Kat stated.

Petrucchio shared that his linguistic goal was to master idiomatic expressions and perfect his

accent, and a way of buying time until I could ask you up on a date.

Are you asking me out on a date? Kat smiled.


It is time to make some changes!! (An irreverent take on soccer) [Taken from Rajib Roys blog www.rajibroy.com. This was posted on July 6, 2015, the day after USA won the FIFA Womens World Cup Soccer] Now that USA has won the top position in world soccer (What? There is a mens version too? Why would we want to send our men in if the women can rule the world?? ), we believe we have earned the moral high ground to make some adjustments. We Googled it up apparently, there is no country called Soccer or Football. So, we cannot attack it on trumped up charges. We will therefore settle for something less ambitious. First, we will rename FIFA to FISA. To be honest, we will change the remaining F, I and A too moment we figure out what the heck they stand for. If only we could invite Canada alone, we would have gone with World Series or something like that. But now it involves many more countries. It is too confusing to us. Frustratingly enough, we have to change our No Child Left Behind program to teach them that there are more countries than Good (Canada) and Bad (Mexico). Second, we would like to call the game Nine Ball. We understand the ball is nine inches in diameter. Like we named our game Football since it is a foot long, it is only fair that now we rename what you call football as Nine Ball. And if Tom Brady ever plays this game, we might have to call it Eight Ball. Third, we are dead against the concept of a ninety minute game getting over in ninety minutes. To us, this is socialism. Capitalism is about pulling in advertising companys money on TV every time the ball bounces on the ground. See NFL for reference. Applying the same rule to soccer now renamed Nine Ball (see exception for Tom Brady), we should be able to extend the game to oh! Four hours or so which is enough to run adequate number of beer commercials. Fourth, we think giving just one measly point every time you score a goal is typical of third world thinking. We believe in being far more generous in points. Why? Because we can afford to. We have enough money to go around for every goal. Except when we play China. We hate debt collectors. In that regard, we are like Greece. So, we move that every goal be given 10 points. Further, every time you can get the ball over the ball line but not in the goal it should be 3 points. Not sure why. But then again, we are not sure why our quarter back stands ahead of the half back either. Fifth, we consider having one referee for the entire game a human labor exploitation. In any case, if one referee has to run up and down the whole field the entire time, it will run afoul of our minimum wage program. Unless you can get some referees to cross over the wall Donald Trump is building. In which case, we will see the other way. Do not get any labor from India, China or the Philippines to run up and down the field though. We have run out of H1B visas till 2057. By the way, have you even seen how many referees we have in a football game? I mean our football game? We have a referee per yard of the field. That is all what our Surgeon General has said their BMI will let them move. Now, we even have a referee of referees. He is usually called Instant Replay. We recommend minimum seven referees for any soccer game. We have a few more ideas. But right now, we have to go to a commercial break.


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Highlights of Our African Safari By Seemita & Mrinal Chakraborty

We decided to go for an African safari this summer. It was a journey I dreamed from my childhood. Our trip started from Nairobi. We took a flight on the first day in a small plane to Masai Mara. The plane flew over the famous rift valley. The valley seems vast with no civilization in sight only a road winding through the landscape like a ribbon. Occasionally I saw some cars appeared and then disappeared in the mountain. The airplane took us in the middle of Masai Mara on its way to another destination. The landing strip was undeveloped with a flag pole at the side of the runway and a picnic shed with some concrete benches. It really looked like a picture out of an old movie. There were a few people waiting in a Jeep who got into the plane as we got out. We saw two men dressed in Masai clothes approached us. We did not know what to expect. Turned out they were our guide (Solomon) and driver (David) for our Masai trip. They spoke in quite good English. Our guide led us to a Land Rover and took us out for a game drive directly. At first glance it looked like a grassland surrounded by some hills far away. In the late afternoon we found ourselves in the middle of a golden grassland; this is the famous Savannah. Solomon opened the top of our Land Rover so we can stand up and take pictures. The guide informed us he has spotted a leopard which is one of the most elusive animals; we were all thrilled to have an opportunity to locate one so soon. When we reached the spot there were lines of vehicles. With help of our guide we could locate a tail hanging from a tree far away. So using our new powerful camera we snapped some pictures. We were fortunate that after a little while the leopard decided to get down from the tree and started walking through the grass. Our driver took a turn on the road to the other side so we were

in the front to see the leopard crossing and climbed a new tree; this gave us a great opportunity for a good shot. On the drive to our lodge we can see rows of impalas and elephants grazing in far without any care. It was an amazing landscape so vast and beautiful colored by the setting sun. I suddenly realized that this was the way our world used to be before mankind invented agriculture and started building villages, towns and cities. Next 3 days we went for game drives early each morning

and evening. It seemed nature was in a giving mood; the sky was blue, temperature comfortable, lots of animals. We saw the elephant family coming back from the creek; lions lazing around in the mid-afternoon under the trees. Herds of zebra were grazing in the fields close to our lodge. There were always a number of vehicles and visitors whenever a predator was spotted. One afternoon we saw a cheetah mother resting with her cubs; she then decided to walk through the road with cubs following her. Our vehicle was just behind. All of our cameras flashed in synchronous fashion. We all were so amazed that we couldnt stop taking pictures.


On the fourth day we flew to Nairobi again and then to Tanzania. Here we were joined with the rest of our group and proceeded to Serengeti. Our first stop was in a national park called Tarangire. It is full of trees, shrubs and bushes and some of the shrubs were flowering. Some trees had a lot of weaver birds nests; our guide told us that weaver birds make their nests on the west side to facilitate incubation of their eggs. We saw a lot of elephants, giraffes, zebras, foxes, cape buffalos and many other animals and countless birds with beautiful colors. As visitors we had this feeling that we are truly in the middle of an animal kingdom. We stayed in a fabulous lake front resort; it had a cluster of fancy tents. The tents are built on permanent base. Each couple had their own tent with balcony and beautiful bed with fancy mosquito curtain. It looked more like a 5-star hotel room than a tent. Each tent had independent solar panel for light and hot water. We had dinner under the stars with candle light as the moon came up over the lake. It is memorable.

Our next stop was close to the Ngorongoro caldera in a village high on the rim. The weather here was cooler than Nairobi and Arusha because of higher elevation. It looked like hill station; we can see the farm house on the rolling hill from the road even though we were in the midst of cloud and mist. Apparently, this area is known for its fruits and vegetables as well. We saw bananas of various colors hanging by ropes in small road-side stalls. Our guide brought us some pink bananas for tasting. These were

somewhat different in taste but delicious. Our lodge was located in the middle of a large farm with coffee plantation as well as organic vegetable field. The farm produces all kind of vegetables, eggs, chicken and honey. These are used in preparing breakfast, lunch and dinner for the visitors. One can feel the difference in taste; so much better! Interestingly, African cooking is remarkably influenced by Indians living there for generations. Most of the upscale dining places offer, among others, roti, naan, dal, fried vegetables, tandoori chicken, chicken curry, etc. to the customers. We were pleasantly surprised by the extensive use of solar power pretty much everywhere in Kenya and Tanzania for lighting as well as water heating. It seems Africa is a leader in the use of this clean energy. Next day our guide drove us to Serengeti. On the road we saw giraffes walking and eating from tall bushes. Along the way came a place called Aldi Pie where Dr. Livingston found artifices and bones from first homosepians who eventually became homoerrect. They walked from here and populated the world over a long span of time. This is considered to be the origin of modern men. Serengeti gives the real sense of savanna. It appears as an ocean of grass. Our guide (Godliving Makindi - a very funny guy with interesting name) told us that Serengeti is big - approximately 14,000 square miles in area; a land where animals roam and birds fly. It is their world - we are just visitors. It seems so vast that we were wondering how many animals we would be able to see. Fortunately we did not have to wait that long when a large herd of zebra appeared in sight followed by a group of gazelles and impalas and then a few giraffes by the road side just beautiful.


Our concern started fading away as time progressed. Number of animal sightings jumped high. There were thousands of wilder beasts, zebras, gazelles, antelopes and impalas that we came across. Among the animal families, elephants are the cutest. Almost always there were 8-10 elephants with 2-3 babies and the babies were always staying very close to their mothers and sometimes under mothers belly as they were walking. The leader of the pack was a hugely big elephant with very big tasks (3-4 feet long and 3-4 inches in diameter). He was always leading the pack and keeping an eye on any invaders. In one occasion as we were sitting quietly in our safari vehicle parked near a mid-size plant, the big one came as close as 2-3 feet from our vehicle to munch on the plant. Our guide told us to sit quietly without any movement and everything would be fine. It was ok but was too close to be comfortable! We had more sightings of lions than we ever imagined. There were always one big gorgeous male with a harem of lioness and a few cubs at times. We were lucky enough to see a coordinated hunt by 3 lioness. Two of them blocked the movement of a warthog (wild pig) and third one came from the back and got the pig by the neck; the pig made an unreally loud scream and it was all over. It took only a couple of minutes for the lioness to tear the pig in pieces. This was normal activity in the animal world; however, a bit tough to see! 1In the heart of Serengeti we spent 4 nights in a mobile camp. Our tour company (OATS) moves the camp where the animals such as elephants and giraffes are usually found. The camps were old fashioned but had private toilet fitted with flushing capability and shower with warm water. Each camp had electric lights powered by solar energy. Beds in the camp were clean and firm and the frames were made of wood. In the evening, a service man would bring a lantern and hang it just outside each camp. Apparently, light and fire discourage animals to come close! One afternoon we found a giraffe eating in front of one of our tents and in the night we heard from our bed the hyenas howling. A bit of adventure! Anyway, every evening before dinner we sat around an open fire in open savanna under the stars. Our guide would talk to us about our experiences today and plans for the next day and then ask our chef to tell us what will be served that evening for dinner. Our chef, Pascal was really excellent; as a matter of fact outstanding. Every evening we had five to six course dinner starting with soup and ending with dessert and accompanied by wine or beer. Dinner was sit down style and food would be served one course after another. Imagine this was real in the middle of Serengeti! It was like an old English movie scene. Our trip came to an end after visiting Ngorongoro caldera; it was full of animals and birds. This trip will remain in our memory for ever. It is really once in a lifetime experience. We found people of Tanzania very warm and hospitable. The country is very tourist friendly. We did not spend as much time in Kenya; however, Kenyan peoples were friendly too. They were emotionally high at that time as President Obama was visiting Kenya at the same time. As a whole, our trip to Africa was wonderful; some of the myths about Africa were shattered and we felt the warmth of the ordinary people as well. As Mark Twain said Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry and narrow mindedness. On that account all travels are good but this one was exceptional.


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"Mirror, mirror, on the wall,

Why am I not fair at all?

They say I'll never know of love -

Who needs the crow when there's a dove?

I know that women lose their lives

for no one wants the coal-black wives.

For nightmares born as jet-black sheep,

Happiness is just skin-deep.

This hue has brought me naught but shame;

If life goes wrong, my skin's to blame.

I've bought the lotions, used the creams,

I've dealt the gods respect and screams.

I've lost my faith but not this skin;

I'm darker than the darkest sin.

Before I slash my wrists to shreds,

And join the ashes of the dead,

Have you no advice to give?

No reason for why I should live?"

The mirror never spoke a word;

He wept inside with thoughts unheard.

How could he tell her all he saw,

That nowhere did he note a flaw.

Her hue was inky like the night;

Her dusky eyes glowed like starlight.

He knew the skin along her bones

would have the feel and warmth of home.

He knew she loved to sing and dance,

But no "real" man would take the chance

To hold the hand unlike his own

And see what lay beyond skin tone.

The mirror knew inside her mind,

A treasure trove there was to find.

Under raven hair like smoke,

Her brilliance wore an ebony cloak.

Yet here she sat and here she wept

as whitewashed masses smiled and slept.

He longed to tell his midnight dream

That even coal mines one day gleam,

For that which has the highest worth

Is buried far beneath the earth.

But alas, the mind unread

Lay inside the glass-bound head,

And then he watched his dark girl fall,

His love, his life, his muse, his all.

So there she died, caught in a flood

of neither black nor pearly blood.

They saw her, took her, spoke of hell.

(Only the beautiful can die well.)

Beauty is as beauty does,

Yet fairness is, will be, and was

A blessing and the saving grace

For the blackest heart with palest face.

But what remains the saddest part

Is no one cares for golden hearts,

For who would care to look within

When all is known from just one's skin?

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KIDS CORNER


Sheona Kar 8 Years

Sara Dey 7 Years


Aarshia Datta 7 Years


Piya Sengupta

Sudeshna De 14 Years


Sahana Mandal 7 Years

Anisha Bhattacharya- 7 Years


Water By: Deeya Datta

Water gushes, roaring loud,

Over mossy slates of rock

Thinner, thinner it does grow

Until it trickles drop by drop Reaching towards the glossy pond

Surface so serene

First drop reaches

tranquil pool

Disrupting peaceful dreams

Ripples spread across the dream like creek Upturning bubbles of foam

Reaching across in angry curls

An ashen fire grows

Milky droplets hit the edge

Its journey is finally at its end


By Shayak Chaudhuri 15 Years

If you are dreaming of pristine beaches, awesome landscapes, and

luxurious hotels, you might probably be thinking of Florida. But I would

prefer a state larger than Florida, with glorious, unparalleled sights to meet

the eyeCalifornia. It had been six years since my family and I last visited

this famous state, so I could hardly contain my excitement when my

parents announced a new trip. I have so much to tell you all about my experience of returning to

California; now heres the itinerary of our trip starting from our arrival all the way to the very

unforgettable ending.

July 10th (Day 1): It all started when my family and two family friends planned to take us to

California for a road trip throughout northern and southern California. My sister and I were elated

to hear the great news. The road trip promised us a chance to see our old friends and explore

different cities and natural and historic sites that we had never seen before. And so we took a

flight from Atlanta to Los Angeles. During our flight I turned my wristwatch back three hours to

match with the Pacific Time. Upon our arrival, we rented a red SUV and by nighttime, we had

reached our first destination, at my old friend Nikashas house. Boy, were they excited to see us.

There was so much for us to tell each other about what happened over six years. We hoped that

Nikashas older brother would be here, but to our dismay, he was doing business in New York

City at that time. After getting ourselves fueled up for tomorrow, thanks to dinner, we tucked

ourselves in for some good night sleep. That night, all I could dream about was our brand new

adventure.

July 11th (Day 2): This was the most exuberant day of the

entire trip. Early in the morning I woke up and got ready

for our first tourist attraction, the San Diego Zoo. As soon

as I finished changing, I flew downstairs to the dining

table, but to my surprise, my sister and Nikasha had

beaten me to it! For breakfast, I had only a jelly sandwich

to satisfy my hunger. Few minutes later, we packed up

our camera equipment for the zoo. Good thing I had my

own camera because there was a load of animals that I

just had to get. To add to the excitement, Nikasha offered to come with us to the zoo. Upon

arrival, many of the parking spots were already occupied, but fortunately, we were able to find a

spot. At the San Diego Zoo, there was so much to see and so much to learn. We visited hundreds

of different animal species in every place we could find thanks to our trusty zoo map. The

bonobos, orangutans, siamangs, polar bears, California condors, and elephants were my


favorites, but the rest of my family and friends loved the tigers best. Then, after that amazing

natural adventure at the zoo, we returned to Nikashas home and spent a little more time

together. Then afterwards, we left and soon arrived at my cousins house. That night, we talked

about our later plans and we were surprised to discover that my sister-in-law is now pregnant

with her first child (a girl, much to my sisters delight). I have to admit that this day was a very

fun day for me, for all of us.

July 12th (Day 3): Boy, was that day a very busy road trip! As soon as we left my uncles home for

our new destination somewhere in Yosemite at 5 AM, we found some cool and very colorful

landscapes to snap some photos into our cameras. Our favorite stops were at the Red Canyon

National Park where we saw huge deposits of red rock towering over us like waves in the ocean.

After a little break at a small restaurant where we had lunch, we brought some apple pies as

snacks for the rest of the journey. We eventually came across a lake in Yosemite where we took

many scenic photos of the lake, lakeside, and mountains. I even found a Stellers jay by the

lakeside. After the valley ride, we decided to continue our ride to the Mammoth Lakes hotel.

Then hours later, at night, we instantly bought ourselves some dinner meals at a Vons grocery

store. Then after a rushing hour of eating, we finally earned a chance for a nice, long rest.

July 13th (Day 4): We spent an entire day at Yosemite and found some nice places for photo

shooting. We stopped at a nature spot called June Lake, we were awed by the iridescence of blue

and purple in the sunlight. Later on, we visited a mountain scenic view area where we had our

eyes glued to the rushing water of two distant waterfalls in the nearby mountains. However, as

we were leaving, Dad told us that his tripod was MISSING!!! He claimed that the last place he saw

it was back at June Lake. So we returned to the lake but found nothing. So Dad called the rangers

about the situation but they said to him that they will call him back once they find it. During the

evening we took some sunset pictures at a scorched site of some trees that were burned by

recent wildfires. Later that night, we returned to our hotel and once again bought ourselves

dinner from Vons. Tomorrow well be heading off to a new point called Lake Tahoe.

July 14th (Day 5): We finished our breakfast at Mammoth Lake Hotel, and left at 11:00. We drove

for 3 hours to a new point called Lake Tahoe. Along the way we stopped at a point called Mono

Lake. Lucky for me, I caught some glimpses of many water birds that resided in Mono Lake: geese,

ducks, and even a pelican. It didnt occur to me at first but as we drove past Mono Lake, I realized

that we were crossing over Nevada! A while later, we came across a beach where we found many

canoes lying on the sands. Later on, we drove up the mountainside and we were dazed by the

scenery of the countryside from below. We saw many fields of green and yellow with small herds

of cattle and horses dotting the landscape. Soon afterwards, we arrived at Lake Tahoe and settled

in a motel. We were so relieved to see Dads tripod back as they had found it earlier. By sunset,

we took a small stroll down the pier and watched the beautiful sunset over the lake. Dad offered

to take us parasailing but it was backfired because we had to leave tomorrow for San Francisco

(This is one thing I hate about trips: sometimes you only spend one day or one night just as you

are settling down from such a long journey!). For dinner, we dined at an Indian restaurant

without going to the grocery store to buy our meals. Then we enjoyed the rest of the day with

sleep.


July 15th and July 16th (Days 6 & 7): After we left Lake Tahoe, we journeyed to the northern city

of San Francisco. On the way, we found some cool rock outcrops by the seaside and took a few

snapshots. I found a few road signs mentioning Monterey Bay Aquarium. I begged for my

cousin to take us there. But I soon found out that it was not on our plan list. But then at night

something terrible happened. On the road, there was some accident so big that it blocked our

only road to San Francisco. Throughout the time being, I was very scared that we may not be able

to reach the city on time. But fortunately we found another way to get through, much to our

relief. At San Francisco the next day, we took a brief tour of the city and decided to go on a boat

tour to visit the Golden Gate Bridge and Alcatraz. We were fascinated by decades of history

woven into the modern scenery describing how life was back during the 1900s. Our best wild

sights were some sea lions basking in the sunlight. After the boat tour, we had our lunch at an

Italian restaurant complete with pizzas and a few soft drinks. We soon crossed the Golden Gate

Bridge to see San Francisco on the other side. Later we went to Pfeiffer Beach to take some

pictures of the setting sun.

July 17th and July 18th (Days 7 & 8): This was our final full day at California. In order to cheer us

up, my uncle told us that he would take us to Santa Monica because there was a small

amusement park there. But first we had to visit Malibu Pier. This was one of only 2 places where

we had family pictures (the San Diego Zoo being one of them). At the pier I was able to identify

a few seabirds soaring by the surf. Later on, we stopped at Santa Monica. The adults decided to

take some photos at the beach for sunset pictures, while my sister and I decided to visit the

amusement park. There, we first stopped at a souvenir shop where my sister bought some flip-

flops. A little later, we decided to go on a Ferris wheel, and boy was the landscape a beauty! We

could see the city on one side with the seaside on the other side. After the ride, we decided to

go look for the adults who were still taking photos on the beach. By nighttime, the entire

amusement park became a spectacular display of vibrant colors. But our excitement slowly faded

as we returned to Los Angeles to spend the final night at my cousins house. The next day, we

packed up all of our luggage for our return journey to Atlanta from California. I was quite dejected

to leave because this state was like paradise so perfect that I couldnt stand leaving it. But deep

down, I felt almost happy to head home because I had brand new memories to take with me and

add them to my collection of photos. I really wish that I can travel there again someday. Wouldnt

that be such a treat to visit such a wondrous state like California?


Haiku Collection of Seasons By Dhir Deray 11 Years

Spring

All of us grasses spread across the fields of time

new grasses grow now

Summer

Clear summers dark sea consisting of pure cosmos

bathing us in light

Fall

A time of changing transitions from life to death

for colds wrath is near

Winter

Life depends on death for time is a big cycle the raging winds howl


I Am

By Dhir Deray 11 Years

I am the wind

sometimes fierce and angry, a raging twister

sometimes a spring breeze kind and gentle

Your decisions influence my actions

I am the sea

unpredictable but unrelenting

a sudden riptide or calm waves

always adaptable and strong

I am a deer

prancing leisurely, dancing happily

calm and friendly until threatened

for I will defend.

I am Dhir Deray


Why is it important to Study History?

By Soham Kar 14 Years

Throughout the years, many have regarded world history as

unimportant and not useful to todays youth. However,

world history plays an important role in understanding the

way people from around the world act and why they do what

they do. It is important to study world history to understand

the negative lessons from it to make sure it does not repeat

itself. It also helps create an identity and explains how certain

things today came to be the way they are.

The Earth has had a relatively long period of history dating all the way back from

3500 B.C. to modern day. Although most of world history is composed to significant

events where great accomplishments were achieved, not all of it is easily

acceptable. Wars, slavery, oppression and mass killings, such as the Holocaust, are

some of the infamous acts that many today are not proud of. An important reason

students from around the world are taught world history is so that they are made

aware of these monstrous acts and prevent them to recurring again in the future.

Another reason why world history is important is because it creates a sense of

identity and pride. Learning about the positive history of ones own culture and/or

native country instills a sense of pride and helps individuals relate with a specific

group of people. Furthermore, world history explains why things are the way they

are today. Were it not for an American Revolution, America may not have been

established and may still have been living under British rule. History, overall, has

shaped the world we live in today.

Some say that learning history is not important, and that society must look to the

future instead of the past. However, what happens in the future is largely

determined by what happened in the past and the present. History influences the

way people think and has left and will continue to leave a long lasting legacy on the

world and its people.

World history is a very important part of society and education. A lot of what we

are able to do today is due to events that happened in the past. Although it is true

that we should take heed of the future, we must also appreciate the fact that the

future was made possible due to the past.


Poem inspired by a clay class I attended in the summer of 2015

By Anika Patil - 11 years

It is hard to make a piece of pottery

Its not luck like when you win the lottery

Spinning, spinning on the wheel

The clay is so perfect it doesnt look real

Then when you are ready to paint

No matter what the color it will appear quite faint

Now its time to bake your piece

You have to be patient, Ill say please

After a while your creation will be ready

Careful, it will fall if you are not steady

Oh so shiny, wonderfully glazed

There is no doubt that you will be amazed!


Wonderful Fall Season

By Shaktik Bhattacharyya - 10 years

Fall color, fall color!

Its party time for the tress.

Dressed in bright before winter,

They say, Take my picture please.

Falling leaves, leaves are falling,

Leaves are flying everywhere.

After the party, the trees will be sleeping,

Through a long and cold winter.

Fall color and flying leaves,

Tells a change is coming!

Trees keep a perfect calendar,

To surprise us without failing!

Now the last leaf falls and the last one flies,

And the tree is sadly looking.

I will see you again in next summer,

Till then, good night and sweet dreaming!


My Canvas By Ishani Saha - 12 Years

Our day to day life is a very busy thing. We have to fulfill expectations of

teachers, parents, friends, and even ourselves. Sometimes it just gets very stressful

and we get tired of it. So, we just want to block ourselves out of the whole world

and do our own thing. For me that is writing. Writing is where you can let go of

yourself and do whatever you want without anyone saying anything.

Everyone has their own happy place. Writing is my little happy place. Many

writers in the world find inspiration from self experience or in their own lives and I

am one of them. My method of writing is to just take an event I have come across

and add more to it. I can do whatever I want. Nobody tells me what to do because

its my story.

I can easily speak my mind, and I dont have to care about anything else.

Writing is an easy way to relax. The art of writing is that its your choice. Its your

choice what, who, when, and why you write about something. Writing can be a

passion, meaningful, or a way to make time pass. It can be about secrets, fights,

happy, and sad moments. Writing is my canvas and my thoughts are my

masterpiece. I am an artist in the art of writing.


How to make a Cupcake

By Dia Patil - 7 Years

How to make a cupcake?

It is easy to bake

Just follow these steps

Its easy to make

Take some dough,

Make it into bread

Put it in the oven

Get the baking out of your head

When it is done

You put some frosting on

Run to get a cherry

Wait, its almost ready

Put it on the table,

Mop the mess up

That is all my friend

Im afraid theres no other step

Than to sit on a chair and

Gobble it all up!


FOREVER

By SRIJA SENGUPTA

Life moves on

Never stopping for anything

It treats a pauper

With the same respect as a king

Moving on, like a river

Always fast, never slow

Twisting, turning, spinning, whirling

Coming back to normal

Yet it is merciful

For we have enough time

To stop and smell the roses

And cling to the memory of the scent

So that we may remember it forever.


NABC TRIP

By Arihant Mukherjee 11 Years

Wake up Rwik, its time to go. said my mom. I woke up and went to my

bathroom half sleeping to brush my teeth and do my business. I got ready but still

sleepy. So the place my family and I were getting ready for is NABC. NABC is a

Bengali organization that bring Bengali stars to perform or have Q&As and all kinds

of stuff. So this year NABC had some great performers. The likes of Shreya Ghosal,

Deb Shankar, and even the drummer Shrivamani. It was really a great experience

seeing all those stars perform.

This year NABC was in Houston which is 792.9 miles (11 hrs. 10 mins) from

Atlanta so he had to stop somewhere and then resume the trip from there. That

place would be New Orleans in Louisiana. Everyone got ready and was ready to

leave but we had one more job to do. Because both of

our cars are sedans, we had to rent a minivan. So we

got our minivan which was a Chrysler Town and

Country. So we loaded the car and were off. So our first

leg of the journey was a 469 mile trip to New Orleans

which was 6 hours away. Weirdly every long drive

everyone is really bored in the car listening to the same

music over and over from Saavn, but this time in the car we rented, the car had a

TV so my sister and I watched movies on the TV. We finally reached New Orleans in

our very fancy hotel. We ate somewhere and everyone fell asleep very quickly.

Day 2

Today we had a full day

to explore New Orleans

and let me tell you New

Orleans had a great

resemblenceto Kolkata.

They are both European

cities so they do have a similarity there but thats where it ends. That day my dad


and I woke up early and took a jog around the main part of the city where the

resemblence grew even bigger. That day we went to the World War 2 museum

which was probably the best museum Ive ever seen. Then the rest of the day we

went shopping and went to the French Quarter to take some pictures. Then for

dinner we were going to this Thai restaurant which recently moved their location

but never changed it from their restaurant so we walked to their previous location

for a mile and then figured out that was the wrong location and then figured out

the real address so right there it was about 1.5 miles.

Day 3

Today we were going to leave New Orleans and go to Houston. We ate lunch

and got ready for the drive. We finally reached and ate at an Indian restaurant and

then crashed.

Day 4

Today was the first day of NABC and we were meeting our California friends

who we havent seen for 4 years. They had two kids my age, Shreeya and Diya. At

least I had company. You see Bengalis are not best known for their technology but

more for culture. Over here they tried to be over smart and have high tech things

obviously it didnt work and because of it we had to wait one and a half hour just

for badges. After that we got ready and then went to the convention center (the

place where its happening) for the opening

concert which was terrible but still watched it.

Then it was nerve wrecking moment if the food

was good. We were one of the first people in line

so we got food pretty fast. Surprisingly the food

was actually good. Then it was a big performance

by the drummer Shivamani starting at 11 pm. I

slept through the whole thing but people said that it was really good.


Day 5

Today was a full day with a lot of programs that my friends and I wouldnt

watch at all so we roamed around the convention

center and watched numerous fashion shows

which were the worst ever. And then we shopped

around and bought nothing then it was the

highlight of the day. Amjad Ali Khan who was a

renowned sitarist and so is his son but people

said he was really boring and not exciting. Of

course I wouldnt know because I was playing around with Shreeya and Diya but it

was a fun day.

Day 6

Today was the last day of NABC with programs we wanted

to watch. First there was a magician who was really cool, and

then there was the closing program which was the definition of

unprepared, and then Shreya Goshal.

She was something special. She sang everything with perfect

everything. She was something else. After that we had to say

goodbye to our friends cause our flight back earlier than them

so we said bye and fell asleep as soon as we got to the hotel.

Day 7

We packed our things and got on the flight back to Atlanta. This NABC was a

really good experience and I would love to go again


Concept, choreography and direction: Mayuri Ray

Lights: Pranesh Chowdhury & Sudipta Samanta

Audio & Video: Richik Ray

Anisha Bhattacharya Hiya Ray

Sheona Kar Olivia Datta

Meghna Majumdar Srijita Nandy

Proma Chowdhury Shreya Puvvula

Uma Mukhopadhyay Sahiti Namburar

Anooshka Rao Kriti Lodh

Aishani Mukherjee Priyansha Das

Anandita Mitra Sudarshini Mukherjee

Sara Dey Tania Majumdar

Aarshia Datta Mahasweta Das

Imani Ahmed Baisakhi Mukherjee

Arianna Mukherji Jaba Chaudhuri

Srinika Dutta Smita Kar

Ishika Hazra Shilpi Jain

Eleena Mukherjee Anusmita Sur

Shomili Kundu Anima Das

Tvisha Saha Arunima Saha

Rishima Saha Baisali Kundu

Roopkatha Dutta Monidipa Das

Ayush Roy Srija Sengupta

Piyush Roy Ishani Saha

Rohan Das Joya Majumder

Dhruv Rao Sanhita Chatterjee

Ayush Sur Snehal Chatterjee

Diya Patil Shrina Jyoti

Arihant Mukherjee Riya Ganguly

Shayak Chaudhuri Anika Bhattacharya

Naveen Majumder Jaba Ghosh

Akash Chatterjee Anirban Ghosh

Aryan Hazra Debalina Datta

Aryaman Mukherjee Richa Sarkar

Ronit Das Soma Datta

Tushar Jyoti Sanjib Datta

Sujoy Chakravarti Subhasree Nandy

Anika Patil Mayuri Ray

Special thanks to : Aradhana Bhattacharya , Anupa Chakravarti , Arpita Jyoti ,Rupa Hazra ,Sonali

Das,Ujjaini Patil,Atreyee Rao,Swati Dey,Payel Routh,Ruma Das,Sailaja Manupati,Ruchi Lodh, Joyjit

Mukherjee , Abhijeet Hazra and Rahul Ray.


EK PHALI ROD, EKTU ASHA

Concept, choreography and direction: Indrani Kar

Tanisi Chunder Mrittika Deshmukh

Debmita Roy Akriti Banerjee Prisha Banerjee

Anishka Majumder Riona Pal

Aishani Mukherjee Swati Dey

Tapasya Sen Chunder

Shayak Choudhuri

Jaba Choudhuri

Baisakhi Mukherjee

Suporna Choudhuri

Shaktik Bhattacharyya

Tania Bhattacharyya

Srija Sengupta

Anika Bhattacharyya

Anima Das

Arunima Saha

Baisali Sant Kundu

Tumpa Bhattacharyya

Rumki Maity

Uma Mukhopadhyay

Sucheta Chakraborty

Satadal Sengupta

Biswanath Bhattacharyya

Byasdeb Saha

Saibal Sengupta

Richa Sarkar

Prabir Bhattacharyya

Soumya Bhattacharyya

Aratrika Kar

Urjoshi Kar

Soumik Mukherjee

Tania Guharoy Majumder

Mahua Chatterjee

Piya Sengupta

Saheli Bhattacharyya

Anindita Roy

Santanu Kar


Debalina Ghosh Byasdeb Saha

Piya Sengupta Gaiden Hawkins

Debadrita Goswami Neel Chatterjee

Madhubanti Chatterjee Prabir Bhattacharyya

Mahaswata Maiti Prabir Nandi

Anirban Ghosh Rahul Ray

Arjun Ghosh Saibal Sengupta

Concept and direction: Prabir Bhattacharyya


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SHURER MELA

Program Director: Atrayee Rao

Instrumental: Aaditya Saha (percussion), Anargha Pal (acoustic and electric guitar), Ishan Nandi (keyboard) and accompanied by Byasdeb Saha (tabla)

Vocals: Aarush Saha, Adrija Bose, Anandita Mitra, Anika Patil, Anooshka Rao, Ayush Roy, Ayush Sur, Dhruv Rao, Dia Patil, Piyush Roy, Riona Pal, Rishima Saha, Riya Ganguly, Rohan Das, Roopkatha Dutta, Sahana Mandal, Samyak Chatterjee, Sanhita Chatterjee, Sara Dey, Tvisha Saha

Acknowledgments: All star moms for their constant support and encouragement, delicious lunches and dinners during rehearsals and immense support to motivate the kids: Anamika Pal, Anandita Saha, Anima Das, Anusmita Sur, Arunima Saha, Debarati Mitra, Jasmine Ganguly, Mahuya Mandal, Monali Chakraborty, Mukta Saha, Padmaja Mahapatra, Payal Routh, Sanghamitra Saha, Sonia Nandi, Sraboni Roy, Swati Dey and Ujjainy Chaki

Creative Inputs: Anamika & Parag Pal, Neel Chatterji. Sonia Nandi and Byasdeb Saha for their relentless efforts and immense patience to help shape the musica arrangement and aesthetics for the show.

Special thanks to Ramana Rao and Ravindra Rao for their moral support and motivation throughout the preparation of the program.


SHURER MELA REHERSALS


"Pujoy ebar Pujari boys"

Pujoy ebar Pujari boy's - A melodious musical program directed by

Debasri Dutta

A group of young and talented boy's with their musical passion and enthusiasm will

rock the stage - Sujoy, Adi, Ronit, Aryan, Sabarno and Rwik


PUJA PREPARATION TEAM

Biswanath Bhattacharya Ruma Das Soumya Bhattacharya Sharmila Roy

Sumona Banik Indrani Kar Chandana Bhattacharya Molly De

Sutapa Das Byasdeb Saha Prabir Bhattacharya Seemita Chakrobarti Pranesh Chowdhury Antara Mitra

PUJA decoration TEAM

Abhijeet Hazra Sutapa Das

Laxmipriya Goswami Rakhi Dey Tania Paul

Arnab Sengupta Soumya Bhattacharyya

Tanya Bhattacharya


PUJARI LOGISTICS TEAM

Ambarish Mitra

Sougata Mandal

Purushottam Chattopadhay

Abhishek Datta

PUJARI PUBLICATION TEAM

Anindya Mukherjee

Subhradip Kar

Soumya Bhattacharya

Saikat Das

Baisakhi Mukherjee

Smita Kar


NEW additions to the pujari family

Ankur & Anusmita

Dibakar & Susmita

Milan & Anima

Anek & Sukanya

anD manY more

Dipankar & Neha


Best wishes to PUJARI Patrons from our Hospice Company and Happy DURGA PUJA

We look forward to partnering with you all for community service

If interested to volunteer, please contact:

Sanjay Anand Nariani, MD Sudeshna Nandi, MD

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