What would you call a person who from early childhood nurtures left out syndrome. If both parents work it is seen the child blames her mother only.

This far is okay but what if this emotion is fed and pumped into the child by others(grandma..) day by day the child starts to see her mother as a bad mother a selfish woman. It is unfortunate if the parents ignored the symptoms as passing phase.

In many a cases such children grow up as left out , sad and indulge in self pity. They do not behave in any direct manner at situations they face but goads others with miffed complaints as a wronged one to confront and then invariably comes and shows sympathy and empathy to the very parent as if it was not her/his idea.

They always camouflage in guises of a wronged one, too frightened to protest and goad others to speak and act for them. It is unfortunate that mothers sometimes fail to read this in their children

These children grow up to be misfits in normal relationships. Always suspecting his/her secret is known and detected and makes tremendous efforts to influence others in his/her favour. Now suppose this is the case of a girl child and she sees mother as a barrier to her relationship with dear papa, many fold ramifications might occur and I sincerely wish all working mothers should take care to see if the girl child is feeling left alone and jealous of having special relationships with dear papa with the child sent to the grandma

It is really unfortunate that in India we do never think in that line and the problem erupts. the child sees the mother as a rival to her legitimate claim of love and affection of her father. 

The question is when is the right time to tell your children that maa and baba have certain special relationships meant for man and wife.

Why should the children suffer  this trauma in their early childhood and become misfits in normal social boundaries.

…….to be continued…….

 Maritalmismatch

The beginning of the end of two pure hearts full of romantic Love.

Rumi

She felt as if a disabled spider was trying to have sex by licking her from forehead to toe, night after night and sometimes at afternoon…stingy crawling filthy creature was actually trying to arouse her and Rumi found herself gradually obliging him..and actually enjoying a vicarious stimulus.

Rumi did not blame him for his disability or deformity but sometimes she just felt like  screaming the world down. Why should it had to happen to her, why why why.

She knew it was not his fault, this sexual incompetence  but still….

It is strange that he always wanted to give her pleasure and as because he was incapable he tried other ways to push her towards promiscuity and sexual vulgarity.

As usual he went on and on  babbling how unfortunate he is, being such a talent rotting in dungeons for no fault of his own… on and on and on… but what came yesterday suddenly just pushed Rumi with hellish thrust into a dirty canal.

Darling , you can help lift our status and wealth if you try…yes!! 

You know the other day Deben told me our Mr DK Bose,  has so much money he is buying one or two nights of Bollywood divas..

Rumi. So what…. 

Aah ,I have seen in  our common family social get-togethers how dk eyes you…he is lattoo on you…

so what… 

Na  I was thinking , what wrong is there if you spend one or two nights… you know how rich he is…I am sure he will grab it…..

 Rumi..Are you serious!

He went on cajoling darling what is wrong in it… think how much we can gain….dont you! 

She went mum…..the coward that he was gradually realised it won’t work and with sly looks started convincing her it was just a joke, he never was serious, just testing her feelings… not knowing Rumi was going down down and down… Gradually unknowingly  she too started shutting her mind and brain from accepting such suggestions as they were meant to be…and convince herself he was only testing the water….but could she….her mind, brain and heart were running in different directions with uneven bounce , coming back and diving into bouts of horrors, depression and irritability.

He did not stop from giving filthy and vulgar suggestions adding that it could satisfy her unfulfilled desire which Rumi found to be revolting despicable and demeaning.

She is not sure if deformity leads to filthy desires.

Ramen

What a huge hole ,an elephant can walk through, disgusting and frustrating cant fuck her without feeling a lesser male. Strange how this woman got that huge tunnel inside her and internal little things are not tumbling out. 

Oh God, help me and give a solid idea how to make her howl with ecstasy with me inside. Yes yes I still do love and want her but with my little thing don’t see a way how to. True haven’t went into other women but I have a vague suspicion there might be smaller ones but I would not fit into any of them with my toy like pennies yes a very strong suspicion.

This woman is otherwise perfect for me, cooks well, does all that is required of a good housewife as maa certifies, a working woman and a supportive wife….but…..again I feel mad that I can’t  dominate her the lousy fucking bitch.

 

Santwana Chatterjee 

A small attempt

On this day of Schizophrenia 

A Failure in all respect

A few pages of a diary from a disturbed soul, unsound mind and a failure in all respect. Mostly a failed own mind reader.

The pages are in absolute disarray, chronologically ,emotionally as is natural in these cases. 

X

The last two night’s I became horribly changed person so much so, 

I removed all clothings ,still felt hot and claustrophobic. Made a lot of nuisance on the attendant but she calmed me down. 

At about 1 am wake ever night , up after along nightmare and feel I have been abandoned in this hell hole alone and a strong suicide wish takes hold…I try to find a way…find none…i feel I am left alone after  Suraj…

Terrible feeling take  over, about 3 am to 4 am go back to sleep.

I can never stop hearing people talking, they never stop……mostly Bheema my youngest brother 

and my sister  whispering.

The problem starts when these threats start to get me in the waking hours too. I suspect some one is spying on me, even when at the office desk, extremely uncanny  belief, the drum in side my chest starts beating, I even suspect such brutes are there at my doors and  windows to break in …. terrible feelings which I can not confide …as long as Suraj was

There I atleast could tell him everything, though all such attacks come only because of odd behaviour of him  only and aggression from in-laws… now there is no Suraj , no aggressive In laws but I am afraid I would go into that horrible state of mind any time if I am put into hostile and uneasy company.

Y

I know

I know I have a weird strake in me and that I can distinguish between the two.

I can not sleep alone at night scared stiff of some kind of assault…black shadowy figures take shapes  out of nothing… out to destroy me..,, but the day I meditated desperately to Suraj mingled now  in infinite consciousness to be by my side in the dark, I feel his presence….few days before I tried to analyse my belief logically and I knew I was completely wrong and three nights before , in the middle of the night the Black scary shadows came back taking shape on the window curtains .I knew I have to accept my queer self and the absurd belief that I am always protected by some unseen force.

The fact is I do not see any harm in believing in my dual identity.

Z

I hear voices talking when alone in my flat. Moment I come out of my room they stop talking. Very very distinct and  audible.

I guessed the male voice was your Dr and that you were discussing how bad is my case.

I can not sleep alone. When my elder sister got married I (I was 17 y) had to sleep alone in my room. Resulted in anxiety , trauma and insomnia ) and I was prescribed sleeping pills.

After  Suraj I am sleeping alone but luckily I always feel he is there in the bed in my sleep and even after that…

Last night Peter my tom cat, was in my bed but we were not talking (Peter was naughty) and I definitely felt another cat  too sleeping by my side.It was so real that waking up I  searched for the cat in my bed realisation came late and was scary.

A

My husband Suraj was a senior friend of my daa’. Daa admired him tremendously n always used tell us how strong ..how brave etc ….how my daa was protected from the big bullies…

I started admiring Suraj   n married him.

The day daa committed suicide by cutting his veins and hanging himself from the ceiling fan.(it must have been quite difficult) some one from the neighbourhood came and announced…. I ran then and there  barefoot and crying but his body, as I was told ,had been taken by the police.

It is strange that I really could not accept his death and thought he might be alive and suddenly come back, I secretly thought that if he really died ,he will comeback in a ..someone somewhere…absurd I know.

I now realise I kept him alive in my husband in many ways which I never realised, but today I think I finally lost my Daa with my husband.

 

Thanks for helping me realise the truth….

Finally that I have lost them both

I have no one to turn to…

no roots….

B

Thanks 

The new drug has done world of good to my mental state.

One thing worries me that this is kind of drug I used to take long back. After my bro committed suicide….I made a mess of my life..did/could not pursue studies after completing MA…

I have gone into trauma, suicidal,hell of an existence…. which with Gods grace and medical help I tackled somehow.

I am going through melancholy which is natural after He (my husband)expired.

A constant undercurrent of helplessness,apathy and physical discomfort which comes with this mental state was  difficult to overcome with no one to understand..,

Thanks a lot Doc but I am worried about the side effects as I already find the fluffy ness of my face coming back.

I have witnessed almost the whole lot of my family members going through mental illness which could have been handled sympathetically keeping them at home but  had to be sent to mental home periodically with their condition worsening,  horrified that how they ,the ward boys, would come in the morning and would not serve breakfast to the patient to be administered electric shock and ( from my bro who was so soft ,intelligent and loveable) gave him strong drugs and he became drug addict….. These memories still haunting me I want to forget.

In later life I found almost a shadow of my dark nights in the famous novel and movie “One flew over the cuckoo’s nest.

XXX

 analyses of my present state of mind came very clearly and so I think this medicine is not bad for me after all.

YY

(A)

My reasons to thank the Doctor who unknowingly dug out…my reasons for being alive,happy and enjoy life as long it is….

((An extremely odd reaction from deep down my consciousness haunts me

These days I am happy and relaxed like ,distant past, dozing off to sleep even after lunch ; but I wake up with a jerk as if I am going into the unknown oblivion …death…again again and again. Some force pushing/pulling me ….

There is nothing no-one for me…my utility for being alive is over.

My utility …my service is no longer needed. There is nothing, no one but my pet that still needs me.

Is there really any use to be alive being a burden on others!

Haven’t achieved any one of my dreams, to search for the cause of my existence, my aspirations to pursue the meaning of life and death but I am the luckiest soul on earth to realise that love is not only physical  it transcends life and death, space and time. Life for both of us was confined to worldly

Pleasures ,limited only to our five senses……without realising the existence of the sixth sense travelling through infinity ..,connecting and floating into and mingling with the sea of bliss that exists ….beyond sensibility…in all existence

engulfing hate…

Love always melts…

Limited consciousness into abundance of bliss ….beyond the reach of manmade boundary ,to the unconscious….which, however much we try… can not realise the unconscious as …we ,the conscious will melt with The unconscious i.e life into death….ultimately there is only the uncountable mathematics of zero into infinity…..

A beginning has to end as we are experiencing through our human reason and logic 

Explains the theory of ‘Cogito ergo sum) ..we exist because we think… and can never be there in the Unconscious… thinking is bounded …the moment it crosses material boundary..it becomes the infinite,incorrigible the Unknown…unconscious…..

Decartes’ theory of ‘cogito ergo sum’

(Latin)

usually translated into English as "I think, therefore I am", 

Great Mathematician wandering through path of Logic to Philosophy of existence.

SpiceJet and harassed travellers

This is a Dark time for all in India and the whole world.
I know we should be patient and let the nation find ways to curb this corona menace.
We, my husband and I, both stranded in Puna, Maharashtra, from 11th February till date.

We booked our flight at SpiceJet four times and had to cancel due to Corona Lockdown.
It was ok with us. But we again booked on SpiceJet for 29th May, that flight was unceremoniously cancelled.

We are in aged and retired and I have a heart patient. We came to Pune to visit our married daughter from our home town Kolkata. I did not bring my medical file containing my angiography documents as we came for a short visit.

Now I am really sick and must reach Kolkata and see my doctor.

I have been continuously appealing to WB Gov.,Centre and SpiceJet to consider our case and let me book another file which is in their coffer but no reply.



I hv boarding pass
Bggage tags

They would not refund nor allow to use our money with their credit shell

Mirraw

It is so strange that such a well known online seller should cheat a small customer like me. I ordered some items and got them right time and they were all on COD terms. Then unfortunately I  started ordering prepaid items.

Will someone please give me an insight  Into when am I going to receive the third parcel. I am totally tired of asking the same question again and again Order Number: M935858240	Ordered on: 07 Nov 2019
Order Status: Confirmed	Return Procedure
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Save Water

Water Crisis
Santwana Chatterjee

I have bought the latest model of water purifier of Eureka Forbes .

((It is another issue that this costly machine stopped function twice within a week after installation and the company principally do not replace a diffractive product after installation but repairs only))

What I want to describe next is an extremely serious issue

This water purifier has the capacity of holding six litre of purified water so that we can any time take a glass or a bottle full of water and no need to keep bottled up water.

So far so good, but the moment we switch on the machine ,unfiltered water starts to flow and the machine starts purifying and this purifying process takes about thirty five minutes.

But there is a point here for every body to note that for this full thirty five minutes a portion of water considered to be not fit for drinking comes out from its exhaust pipe.

For getting six litters of purified  water more than six litres  of precious water is thus wasted. Can and should we afford that.

For my side, I have started to channel this water to bottles to be used for other purposes but for that I have to be there and monitor that black exhaust pipe is not displaced as is often the case.

I ask all sensible persons to give their opinion on this.

This is the question of future of our earth

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The rising sun in human form

The rising sun in human form

It was around February -March 1980 when I was going through a very bad

Patch in life. My husband was unhappy with his work place and started drinking so much so that it seemed he was going the 'alcoholic' way. He became so thin that my heart came to my mouth whenever I looked at him.

One day he vomited blood and the doctor said “either quit alcohol or ....you know what"

I was at my wits end , there being no one that I could turn to. I was an orphan from my childhood and my grandpa reared me up , gave love , affection and educated me. I was very good at studies and finished my Masters in Philosophy and was preparing for my Doctors ( PhD) when Grandpa fell ill and decided to marry me off.

My dream for a PhD in Philosophy was washed away with my tears as my in - laws were against it. My grandpa died a few years after my marriage.

None-the-less my married life was a happy one with a loving husband and lovely cute daughter.

My husband developed the drinking habit later and due to excessive drinking, his health, career and friends started dwindling. My in laws started blaming me though I saw no reason for it. We were running short of money and every month ours dues at the local grocery shop increased to my utter embarrassment.

At last I started to look for a job but none came in my way as I was already thirty and I had neither qualified to be a school teacher nor a college as both posts needed specific degrees after finishing Masters, so I learned typing and got a typists job and felt like committing suicide.

In the meantime our daughter was blooming into a beautiful flower and we Managed to put in a well know English medium school.

I , myself was an avid reader, both English and Bangla literature ; but to my dismay my daughter never showed any interest for reading Bangla books so I had been presenting her with a children's Bangla monthly magazine 'Kishore Bharati' for years together.

One day I found she had not even touched the pages of any of the magazines and they were dumped at one corner of her room.

My husband had become an alcoholic, I was drudging as a typist, my in-laws were angry with me for no fault of mine, we were constantly in debt, so much so that friends started avoiding us. My grandpa was no more there to console me.

It was my daughter's birth day. I told her pick up all the copies of the Bangla magazines, put them in a bag; every year you get gifts on this day , today you will gift these to children who have nothing , no parents, no proper food, no proper dress and no proper place to live.

I heard of Mother Teresa and her Home for destitute children but was not sure about its location but vaguely remember somebody saying it was near the Kalighat area near the crematorium.

After some- search we located a non-descriptive room on the side of footpath on the door of which there was a plate with inscription "Nirmal Hriday" (sacred heart)

We stepped in and inside it was cool and dark.  A man was sitting on a chair and he greeted us with a smile.

We told him about our mission and he said home for children was in Hazra Road and pointed to us old and sickly skeleton like bodies lying on the floor , there were about twelve men like that. On one side of the room there were concrete bath tubs.  He explained mother picked them up from various parts of the street of Calcutta(it was not Kolkata then) all most on the verge of death, hungry and with all kind of illness left by the society to die on the street.

Mother had made arrangement for them to sleep on rugs on clean concert floors, they were bathed and fed by the helps who were once picked up and saved by Mother. They were offered food, medicine, a place to sleep and loving care of Mother. The home runs with money received as doles for the cause.

The doorman said I was picked up by mother once when I was lying and dying with tuberculosis on the streets. Mother took me and cured me , fed me and touched me with compassion and I started feeling like a human being once again. I have pledged my life to Mother and her cause.

As per his advise we left the books to be taken to the children home by the Sisters who visit Nirmal Hriday twice every day.

We came back with a feeling of witnessing God's handiwork and were overwhelmed with gratitude for being alive,  healthy with a roof on our head and food in our mouth.

I realized how lucky we were and also how selfish. I do not know how but soon after the visit my husband decided to quit drinking and I took him to my doctor uncle who helped him in his effort. Now he is a teetotaller, my daughter an engineer and I retired from the same organization as an Assistant Secretary;all because on the darkest hour of my life I had witnessed a rising sun in a human form.

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WHERE DO WRITERS LIKE ME STAND

I wanted to self publish my favourite poems for children and contacted a relatively new publisher 24by7 publishing.com

To test waters I first let them publish a black and white book of adult poems "Nari tumi k" and I was satisfied

Next I contacted them and with the proposal of publishing my children poem book with sketches that were made by Sri Tapomitra Bandyopadhyay

They requested me to make it a colored book for which I would have to pay INR 23440/-
And they would provide me

(a) option of choosing my colored cover page created by their inhouse artist from three samples
(b) they would make the sketches provided in mono colors
(c) I was entitled to three to four illustrations proved by their inhouse artist
(d) I would get 10 free copies
(e) 10 colored posters to be displayed by them at the coming book fair
(e) 96 colored personal card for advertisement
(f) they promised to provide two drawings with each poem one by Topomitra and other my colored drawing with computer

And by no means they would take a single step without getting my written consent

What they did

They sent me a printed book without taking my consent about the cover page

Only the sketches were printed while they called for the entire file of computer drawing from me

Apart from the title page and dedication page the whole book was black and white only the first letter of each poem was Red (?)

The title of poems were highlighted with odd colors

One of the poem was incomplete and the next two were totally omitted

This thin book of 92 pages are priced at INR 699/-

After consultation they made some changes like

The pages of the whole book were replaced with lightly colored pages

My colored computer drawings were taken into consideration

All the poems were included

Ten free copies , 96 cards and 10 colored posters provided but unfortunately
 they remain unused as they have not booked any stall at the bookfair

In the reprinted book a poem has been unnecessarily edited so that it has become meaningless and a jargon of unrelated words

The book is still priced INR 699/-

By the way this is my seventh selfpublished book

Where do writers like me stand

HAPPY ENDING WITH LOVE

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A BAGGOUT CONTEST ON VALENTINE DAY

February 14 is considered as Lovers Day all over the world but I do not know why this day should be linked to Romantic boy- girl love.  Love to me is next to God and the best example of Love is that between a mother and child. I am sure saint Valentine , if alive, would happily agree with me in this regard.

So today , I would beg of Him to give  unending power to make the last day happy and painless for my niece  Mantu  , who is in tremendous pain both physical and mental, with fourth stage cancer, suffering terribly , knowing her days are only numbered.

Whenever I talk to her and her mother over iphone and see each other in "face time" my heart breaks into thousand pieces and feel like crying out loud but I remain quiet and show I am cheerful and know she would survive , with some miracle drug.

Mantu asks " Mashi  please pray for me" yes dear of course I say.
Mashi I want to see you- and I smile and say of course dear we are going to meet soon.
She stays with her mother in New Jersey and when she says "Mashi I would like to come to India and meet all my cousins" I almost gulp down  my tears.

Now that I am supposed to get every power to make some one I know to have the greatest ball on this Valentine day, I would chose Mantu and like the fairy God Mother make her look as beautiful as I have seen her before cancer, make her wear beautiful dress like Cinderella, and make her enter the most gorgeous ball at New Jersey City.

People will look at her and wonder who the fair lady is, eligible bachelors will fight with one another to have a dance with her and the best of the young men will get a chance to look at her eyes and Whisper "I Love You" , a word she has not so far heard and will never hear again. The evening will pass  like a dream and Mantu will forget everything about her illness and look into the young man's eyes and say I Love You too.

At the stroke of midnight God would make her sleep forever with the belief firm in her that she is cured and in Love and her charming Love is taking her to Heaven for ever.

 If and only if I could have the power to change one day in the girl's last days , this is it.


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wedding planner for Raima from BAGGOUT

Proud to be a wedding planner for a few aspects of Raima Sen’ marriage (entirely imaginary)

Proud to be a wedding planner for a few aspects of Raima Sen’ marriage

After Band Baja Barat my interest in arranging marriage became an obsession and I got quite a few opportunities at home meaning our extended family of uncles aunties nephews and nieces and their wedding arrangements were gladly handed over to me and I managed them with aplomb ofcourse with the help of others

But I never expected anything like this when my girlhood friend Ragini called me up with a proposal to manage the wedding of her cousin  sister Raima Sen. Yes you have rightly guessed the Tollywood screen queen Raima sen .

First thing first and so I jotted out the ‘to do’ list first:
I have to make arrangement of the wedding place and the places where the guests might stay and cars and air tickets to be booked for the guests,

The wedding was scheduled on 24  Number. The climate being perfect we decided to book Echo park at Rajarhat New Town. Those of you who have not yet heard of Echo park must come at Kolkata and enjoy a few days at this part pf the mega city  absolutely green calm and beautiful with water bodies gardens and small attractive cottages to put up. Also the Vedic village at the same area.

After the selection of the place we applied to the West Bengal Govt for the purpose with an undertaking that we would by no means disturb the ecological balance and beauty of the place.
Vedic Village Resort
Rajarhat

We contacted http://www.tripadvisor.com to do the necessary booking.

Then straight away I went and visited the facebook page of baggout.com. Although the bride will have some of her ornaments and sarees from Kolkata’s own Anjali Jewellers and Dhakeswari Bastralaya,
there were plenty of buying to do for fancy dresses, lehenga , salwars, bags, shoes  trendy and gorgeous jewellery, and also gifts for the guest and where else to go than baggout.com.
I give below links of some retails shops at baggout that were offering best deals and I picked up some ravishing dresses for the  wedding

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And here are links of particular products from the shops:

http://baggout.com/product/Hypnotizing-Black-Georgette-Embroidered-Saree/3375774
http://baggout.com/product/Awesome-Designer-Long-Anarkali-Suit/3382087
http://baggout.com/product/Palatial-Mustard-Cotton-Embroidered-Anarkali-Suit/3382210
http://baggout.com/product/Yellow-Fancy-Saree-with-Blue-Pallu-Designer-SareePartywear-Saree/3363133
http://baggout.com/product/Craftsvilla-Parrot-Pallu-Designer-Saree/1497202

Now I give you links + images of some more  beautiful dresses:

 I visited Jabong at baggout and here are some examples of exquisite  dresses that would look fabulous on Raima.first I picked some dresses like
from shop clues.com   I chose beautiful



Raima wanted some fancy  American diamond sets and I visited bagggout and found what I wanted from Shopclues.com where there is Upto 3.0% Cashback on all purchases, here is one or two photos for the interested

I selected two to three shopper from baggout for flower decorations at the different occasions at the wedding , here are a few name for
reference which I verified offer much less rate from other shops at
floweraura.com , Crazy Florist, Crafts villa, and on most purchase there was heavy discount

Raima is a very kind person and she wanted dresses and sarees for all her staffets and I to baggout and picked up quite a few at reasonable price. Readers may visit baggout.cpm and search for Platinum Saree-Traditional Stone Gren Art Silk Saree, PSC030A INR 1230/- as an example. I am sure you will be awed to find so much variety at the same place without going out at all.:D

Then I came to the most important purchases to be made, sherwanis, shirts, casuals and a lot for men. In baggout I went to craftsville and chose some cufflinks, eg for casuals, formals, shoes etc I selected items from ENSEMBLAME Van Husain

There was an ongoing deal at baggout for grooming (http://baggout.com/category.html#category/men/grooming/-) and I selected all that were needed for the groom at a low cost.


Sarees, dresses, shoes, jewelleries and florist taken care of I had to think of the most important aspect and that is lighting and food and so I had to visit baggout once again.

I was so tired by then, I thought I must take a nap for, FOOD for breakfast, lunch, tea, dinner for the whole ceremony was too big a task to handle and I dozed off and in my dream  I called up Grand Hotel to make all the arrangement, for though, I could arrange from baggout,pizzahat.com, and a few other places, but I wanted to be safe and sure in this respect.

Forgive me BAGGOUT,in this count