I kind of knew, but didn't fully comprehend the degree of shame and self-loathing so many folks have about their Bangali identity...and how happy they are now to merge with the majoritarian mainstream, as they see it.
Getting an intense craving for Ujjala chanachur since yesterday. The hole-in-the-wall Kalighat shop that sells oven-fresh, artisanal chanachur. Set up in 1928 by Himmatbhai Patel near the old Ujjwala cinema, run by his grandchildren. An institution of our #BelovedCity. #Calcutta
India is on a new quest. And it feels like progress.
The industrialist who once built something real, who actually understood risk and reward, has figured out a simpler way to exist. And grow. Bow early, smile at the right rallies, donate handsomely, show up when called, cheer for the visionary and your empire stays intact. Loans get cleared. Defaults are forgiven and forgotten. Rivals develop strange problems. It costs nothing except a small tradeoff of intelligence.
The bureaucrat who once believed that merit was the only ladder has found a much faster one. You don't need to perform. You don't need to deliver. You take the fast elevator. Be available, aligned, and enthusiastic about the right things at the right time. For the right wing. The posting comes. The seniority follows. Hardly anyone makes a noise. All good.
The young man who was promised jobs and received nothing has found that there is work after all. Break something for the right people and there will be no case against you. Do it with enough noise and there might even be a future in it. A party ticket - who knows. Vandalism has indeed become a career option for a generation that was given no other.
The professor who spent a lifetime building arguments has learned that silence is the safer course. No controversy means no phone calls at night, no transfer orders, no sudden reviews of funding. The institution breathes easier. So does the pension and post retirement placements.
The judge has learned that certain verdicts age better than others. Retirement is long and post retirement life can be very comfortable if you were quietly useful to the right people at the right moments. Nothing dramatic. Just a lean here, a delay there, a particular reading of a particular clause, a few biased verdicts.
Everyone is running the same calculation. How much intelligence can I surrender and what exactly do I get for it. And the answer keeps coming back favourable. So the experiment continues, station by station, person by person, institution by institution.
This is not decay in the way we usually mean it. Decay suggests something unintended, beyond control. This is more deliberate than that. Everyone chose this. Everyone is still choosing it every single morning.
India is not falling. India is on a very specific journey, one where the destination is absolute idiocy and the remarkable thing is how many rewards there are along the way. At every stop someone gets something. A contract, a posting, a verdict, a tenure, a ticket, a bail, an RS seat, a possibility to enter the washing machine.
And so nobody gets off. The journey continues. And the distance from intelligence keeps growing, and it feels, to most people who are watching from the sidelines, like progress.
Glory on Netflix has an interesting premise, and is engaging for the most part, but in search of twists that shock the audience, loses the plot in the last couple of episodes.
I will NEVER vote for a party I consider to be communal, fascist and deeply patriarchal. But in a country where citizens seem to have bought into the myth of Vik-shit at any cost, I am increasingly in the minority.
মানুষের ক্ষোভ ছিলো বুঝলাম, পরিবর্তন চেয়ে মানুষ ভোট দিয়েছেন, তাও মেনে নিতে পারতাম, যদি না অনেক মানুষের ভোটাধিকার এই ভাবে কেড়ে নেওয়া হতো, রাষ্ট্রতন্ত্র কে এই ভাবে ব্যবহার করা হতো। গণতন্ত্র থাকলো কিনা জানি না, সম্প্রীতি বজায় রাখা যাবে কিনা তাও জানি না...তবু...জয় বাংলা!
Ek toh these lazy dumbos shamelessly admit that they are incapable of doing basic household chores without a maid, upar se they have the audacity to brand the very person who helps them function in their daily life "a Rohingya" without any proof. ঠাসিয়ে দুটো থাপ্পড় মারা উচিত।
Two internet connections at home, and none of them are reliable…observed speeds never even close to the claimed nominal speeds. Why is everything a scam in this country! 😠
Before smartphones took over, this phone was the king.
In 2013, Nokia built a smartphone, “The Nokia Lumia 1020”, with a 41-megapixel camera. No other smartphone came close to its photographic output at the time of release.
A small-minded politician who lacks credibility and statesmanship to engage internationally, and is only good at misusing power to suppress dissent, subverting institutions and manipulating electoral rolls.
Lower end white-collar jobs are under threat...gradually going away. But because there's no dignity of labor in India, people do not want to consider becoming a master welder or electrician over getting a low-value engineering degree from a third-tier college.
The crowds thronging Gariahat and South City, the professionals in Sector V and Newtown, the young and not-so-young folks filling cafes and resto-bars, the people booking flats...they must all be ghosts...after all, there's little or no economic activity in this city of the old!