Category Archives: stories

Managing Immigrants

Africans

Ever since CAB (Citizenship Amendment Bill) turned into CAA (Citizenship Amendment Act), India has erupted into waves of protests followed by brutal police action. A lot of innocent lives have been lost and public property worth several crores of Rupees has got damaged, which is very tragic and unfortunate. God knows when and how it will end.

There is nothing wrong with having a national population register, as in US, and deporting outsiders living illegally in the country. But making a national policy of granting citizenship to only non-muslims is as good as promoting Hindutva and goes against the basic character of our constitution.

And while the police remains preoccupied with controlling thousands of vociferous protesters, another set of population, the Africans, appears to be quietly increasing in numbers in every nook and corner of Delhi and other cities. Unlike people from neighbouring countries such as Pakistanis, Afghans, Bangladeshis, Srilankans, and Nepalis, many of whom have been smuggled in by local politicians to create vote banks, Africans look conspicuously different from the local population, so they are easily identifiable. See the photo on the top and you will understand.

Again, unlike other Asian immigrants who integrate easily with the locals, Africans keep to themselves and are not engaged, generally speaking, in legitimate jobs. So you wonder where their money for daily existence comes from.

Each time a major drugs or human traffickingcase comes to light, you invariably hear about involvement of some of them. I don’t mean to sound racist, but this is our bitter reality.

Instead of catching the real culprits, the outsiders disturbing our peace and stability, the police is compelled to train their guns and lathis on the innocent, well-meaning citizens of the country.

USA has a strict policy on illegal residents and preventing them from creating law and order problems. They do not discriminate on the basis of cast, creed, and religion and they enforce their immigration laws with great efficiency.

Let’s hope our political parties offer better options in the next lok sabha elections.

A Cocoon Of Joy – A Movie – By Jasbir Chatterjee

Google Photos gave me a pleasant surprise yesterday (4 January 2019), my day off from work.

They made a movie out of my photos that I clicked that day and sent it to me for saving in my library. It looked so good, an evidence of a day well spent, as in a Jane Austen novel (my great grand neice Alia’s 7th birthday, a walk through a park, sunbathing in the balcony, etc, etc).

I never thought that the photos I created without giving much thought to it would turn into something so wonderful. Well, it proves that movies needn’t always be larger-than-life, doesn’t it?

With wars, calamities, and bloodshed all over the globe and Trump and Iran threatening to go to war, blissful images like these give you a niggling feeling of living in a quiet, cosy cocoon that may burst anytime…

Here is the YouTube link: https://youtu.be/DS1avSHzbVw

Enjoy…

Once Upon A Time…

Way back in 1990, at my first job, my colleague Sukhangshu Chatterjee performed an impromptu parody item during an office get-together. That was when I discovered that he is a talented artist too, apart from being a wonderful, caring human being. I lost my heart to him that day and married him 2 years later.

On 30 November 2019, on Bhola Mama’s 80th birthday, Sukhangshu performed this parody again and made me visit the old memory lane again. This time I got the chance to make a video too. Here it is…click here…

A Tragic disconnect

Our newspapers, these days, are preoccupied with things that don’t bring much cheer in the daily lives of ordinary common people. See above. These are front pages of Hindustan Times dated 16th and 17th November 2019.

Prices of basic food items like onions and tomatoes are sky rocketing and the media is not talking about it as freely as it ought to. It looks like some government person sits down with an editing pencil and orders removal of everything it finds objectionable in the pre-print newspaper copies.

And the most worrisome thing is that while the farmers, the producers, get only peanuts for their labor, 90% of the astronomical prices we pay goes into the pockets of middlemen and traders who have learnt to keep the prices high by manipulating the supplies through hoarding. Read this article. It’s quite an eye opener.

https://www.indiatimes.com/news/poor-farmers-get-only-rs-8-kg-for-onion-why-does-it-cost-us-99-kg-who-makes-all-the-profit-500229.html

While we end-consumers try to save for the rainy days by scrimping and controlling our consumption of high-priced food items, the farmers end up dumping their farm produce on the streets after having wasted their precious, hard-earned resources on their farms. Many commit suicide out of sheer desperation Very tragic indeed. Something that we common people will never forgive our government for.

We are now in the middle of November 2019 and unlike previous years, the prices of vegetables are far too high, Rs.60 per kg onwards. We are told that enough vegetables are not available as they got destroyed in excessive rains. This is a flimsy excuse, as rain disturbances are a perennial phenomenon. Something that the government needs to prepare adequately for.

Their focus, however, is only on electoral gains and the most alarming part is that they are callously allowing nation’s power and money to go into the hands of a few. We seem to be turning into an oligarchy.

We must rise up against this trend and force our government to wake up before it gets too late. Otherwise onions and tomatoes will have to be consumed like dry fruits.

Deeply Honored

On 6 October 2019 (Ashtami), Aridip Chatterjee, a young 12th class student, got up to recite a poem in the Poetry Recitation Competition during Timarpur’s 106th Durga Puja festival.

As soon as he began, I got the biggest surprise of my life. He announced that the poem he was going to recite, ‘Staying Afloat,’ was written by “Our Very Own Mrs. Jasbir Chatterjee!”

I felt deeply honoured, humbled, and privileged because rarely ever do poets get their due appreciation while they are still alive…

Click here and see the video…https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=IB6pKM7qAWk

Thanks Aridip, Our Very Own Goltu (that’s his pet name).

Life Of A Compulsive Writer

For me, writing is like praying to God; a solitary activity that completely absorbs my soul. I might as well be moving in a boat alone on a wide, open ocean. Sometimes I feel lonesome, as you often do when God seems to be too busy elsewhere, and my writing hand feels paralysed.

But thoughts and emotions have a power of their own, don’t they? They force words to pour out of your soul like a swollen river even in this paralytic state, especially when writing is the only way you know to express yourself.

I have been writing since my school days and after Internet became easily accessible, I began blogging in 2012. Today, as I look back, I consider my choice of WordPress as a blogging platform a very good one.

There has never been a single dull moment since I joined because of their prompt notifications for every milestone achieved, no matter how small.

Instead of being a fumbling, introverted writer, unsure of herself in the big, bad world, that I was earlier, I am now a confident blogger because of 24×7 love and support of my continuously growing WordPress family.

Every time, my blogging landscape looks bleak and I am filled with self-doubt, WordPress gives me a pleasant surprise, enough to motivate me to keep writing.

On 23 July 2019, I got the biggest surprise of my life. I broke all my previous records by getting 214 views with 54 likes in one single day! I felt as if I had won an Olympic Gold Medal! See below.

A big Thank You, once again, WordPress!

Before you jump to conclusions, however, I will hasten to add that though WordPress is a faithful friend, God will always be God, the Almighty, and nothing and no one can ever substitute Him. Without God’s blessings, nothing is possible.