Apurba Dutta’s Bengali Poem “Bangla-Tangla”

Handwritten poem, Banla-Tangla, author Apurba Dutta, October 2023

At 2:30 AM, 22 October 2023, my family and I were still awake. We had just returned to the guest house from Timarpur’s 107th Durga Puja Ashtami celebration. Our nerves were still tingling with all that excitement from the live music and dancing.

I asked my husband, “Which poem should I recite tomorrow in the Abritti competition at the Durga Puja pandal? I haven’t done any preparation, so should I just manage with the one I recited last year? I won a prize, but will anyone still remember? I will do the dhunuchi dance in the evening, so I will remain busy all through.”

My enthusiasm gave him a pleasant surprise. The idea of a sardarni reciting a Bengali poem and performing in a dhunuchi competition made him smile with amusement.

“No, he said, “you’d better learn a new poem.”

“But I don’t have enough time to practice. Abritti competition will begin tomorrow morning and I don’t want to end up reciting a poem that I don’t care much about myself. So give me a poem that’s short and simple with a modern theme.”

After about 15 minutes, while I changed into my nightie and stowed my sari and jewelry into a suitcase, the poem was ready. It was Apurba Dutta’s ‘Bangla-Tangla.” After he finished reading it out to me, I agreed that it was indeed the right one. Here’s why.

1. Short and simple: It has just twenty lines, interspersed with lots of English words.

2. Modern theme, easy to understand: It’s about kids neglecting their mother tongue Bangla and focusing more on subjects like Mathematics, Geography, etc.

Sukhangshu’s next challenge was to re-write it in the Roman script, as I can’t read Bangla.

This time, my daughter Suroshri became my saviour.

“Bapi, WhatsApp me that poem. I will use ChatGPT to rewrite it. You can fine tune it after I am done.”

In the next 15 minutes, Bangla-Tangla was on my phone, rewritten in English.

The ball was in my court now.

Next morning, I woke up early and re-wrote the poem on a piece of paper in my own handwriting. See the pic on top. (Do forgive my terrible handwriting).😊 That was how I learnt my lessons all through school and college.

By the time the competition began at around 11 AM, I had already recited it to myself so many times that it felt like my own poem!

As you must have guessed, I won a prize this time too; and yes, I did the dhunuchi dance later during the evening arti; it was my way of thanking the Goddess for everything.

Here is the poem now along with its English translation.

Bangla- Tangla (Author Apurba Dutta)

Annualer result hate badi firlo chhele, (With his annual results in his hand, the young boy returned home).

Ma bollo, kon paper e koto number pele? (Mom said, “How many marks in which subject?”)

History te, Ma, 84; Maths e nine zero. (In History, Ma, 84; In Maths, nine-zero).

Ma bollo fantastic, just like a hero. (Ma said, fantastic, just like a hero).

Science e Dad, not so fair, only sixty-nine (In Science, Dad, not so fair, only 69).

English e just 92, altogether fine. (In English, just 92).

Geography te hundred e hundred (In Geography, 100 out of 100).

Dubiye dileo Bengali ta, very poor grade. (Bengali has brought me down, very poor grade).

Cheler mathaye haat rekhe (placing her hand on the boy’s head)

Ma thot benkiye boley– (with pouting lips, Ma said)

Never mind, Bengali ta na shikhie chole. (Never mind, you can manage without learning Bangla)

Baba bollo, besh bolecho. (Dad said, rightly said).

Bongo maater konne (by daughter of a Bengali mother)

Bangla-tangla amar moto oshikhidder jonno. (Bangla Tangla is for the uneducated like me).

Biddasagor, Robindronath nihat chillen boka. (Vidyasagar, Rabindranath were stupid).

Na hole keu shoq kore hoy Bangla boier poka? (why else would anyone be a Bangla bookworm?)

Ma Bollo chup koro to. (Ma said, shut up).

Ar fault ta kisher? (Whose fault is it?).

School e keno Bengali ta Poray na English e? (Why don’t they teach Bengali in English?)

Here is my recitation video: https://youtu.be/o1Js0DhOal0?si=24u_F_3pH-We5PE7

Open-defecation In India

On 2 October 2019, Mahatma Gandhi’s 150th birthday, our Prime Minister Shri Narendra Modi proudly declared our country open-defecation free.

A man defecates openly, Delhi, 18 January 2024

Is that really true?

Well, see this pic on top. I clicked it on 18 January 2024, 5 years after Modi Ji’s claim, right here, in Delhi; not rural India.

So the answer is pretty obvious, isn’t it? A big, resounding NO!

India’s tragedy is that data fudging is now happening at the national level to present a rosy image and win elections. Anyone who dares to show the true picture is removed from the scene.

Take, for instance, the case of K.S. James, Director of IIPS (International Institute of Population Sciences). His work is held in high esteem worldwide.

On 28 July 2023, he was sent a suspension letter, as he refused to resign as per the government’s instructions. He said he did nothing wrong. All he did was provide honest data to enable the country to drive its efforts in the right direction.

This data proved, among other things, that 19% families still have no access to toilets. Further, no Indian state or union territory, except for Lakshadweep, can boast of being 100% open-defecation free.

Wake up, dear friends. If you’re an Indian and love your country, never allow politicians to take you for a ride.

When Hooliganism Parades As Spirituality

Orange flag, celebrating Ayodhya Ram Temple Consecration, Delhi, 19 January 2024

Last night, when I reached home, I was taken aback by an orange flag bearing the images of Lord Ram and the Ayodhya temple tied on my gate with a metal wire. See the photos here.

Flag fixed on my gate, 19 Jan.2024, Delhi

It seems to be a subtle form of hooliganism; forcible imposition of religious symbols in this manner is not right in a diverse country like India.

Maybe I would have fixed this flag myself at a later date out of reverence for Lord Ram.

By hooliganism, I mean tampering with someone’s property without permission.

Today, it’s an innocuous flag. Tomorrow, it can be something more sinister. Who knows.

This incident brings to my mind all those painful memories of November 1984; when a mob stood outside this gate with tyres, kerosene-filled jerry canes, lathis, and sticks.

When and where will this mad frenzy end? Only time will tell.

Jai Shri Ram.🙏🙏🙏

Flag fixed on my gate, 19 Jan.2024, Delhi

Begun Bhaja – Air Fryer Recipe

Begun Bhaja, a Bengali dish, made in an air-frier, Delhi, 13 January 2024

I recently experimented with making Begun Bhaja, a Bengali dish, in an air-fryer. It turned out to be so wonderful and my daughter loved it. See the pic on top. The best part was that it required hardly any oil.

Well, as you must have guessed already, begun bhaja is deep-fried baingan (brinjal or eggplant). Though it requires minimal spices, just salt and turmeric powder, the negative part is the deep-frying part. The air-fryer made all that deep-frying unnecessary and even the time it took was about the same.

See the recipe below with step-by-step pics. Do try out this recipe and let me know how it turned out for you. I would love to read your comments.

Recipe

Step 1: Chop the big brinjal, about 250 g, into slices as you see here, neither thin nor thick. Sprinkle salt, turmeric powder, one tablespoonful of rice powder to coat the eggplant slices, and half teaspoonful sugar grains to neutralize the bitterness. Also add a teaspoon of oil.

Brinjal slices, coated with salt, spices, rice powder, and some sugar grains

2. Pre-heat the air-fryer for 2 minutes. This is a mandatory step in all air-fryers. If you skip it, the ingredients used may stick to the tray.

Pre-heating the air-fryer for 2 minutes

3. First rub the wire tray with some oil and then place the slices as shown below. Set the fryer for 6 minutes, 196 degrees Celsius.

4. Flip the eggplant slices and rub some oil on all the slices again to prevent them from sticking to the tray. Set again for 6 minutes as before.

5. Once brown on both top and bottom, remove the begun bhaja slices from the tray and keep them in a bowl. Your begun bhaja dish is ready. Enjoy.

Note: If you don’t have an air-fryer, use a karahi instead and deep-fry in mustard oil. Remember to first heat the oil to the smoking point.

Soul Secrets

A tormented soul, 8 May 2020, Delhi

Empty-handed,

We enter this world

We struggle, save, and scrimp.

Some of us make it big;

Some not so big:

Some remain poor.

But in the end,

Death, the ultimate leveller,

Puts everyone back at zero.

Empty-handed

We leave this world. .

While the greedy scavengers

Grab what’s left.

That’s the eternal cycle.

But what happens to the secrets

Locked deep within those departed souls?

Restlessly, in great torment,

I toss and turn on my bed,

As I ponder over this,

What Dad thought about

As he lay on his deathbed…