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I live in USA — the land of Lincoln, Mark Twain and MLK. I have lived in USA half my life. I grew up in Calcutta, India — the land of Sri Chaitanya, Bengal Renaissance and Tagore. I lived there half my life too.
In both places, I’ve had lots of fun, friendship and food for thought. And now here, I have infrequent Facebook. I recharged my blog because Facebook is fun but there is an entire, real world with seven seas, six continents and six billion real faces outside of the virtual world, and I wanted to maximize my reach — through sincere conversations. And have fun doing it too.
Most importantly, here’s the thing: I am not about I; I am about us. I do not exist without us. Simple. You need something complex? Okay, let’s see…imagine someone who is for equality, society and prosperity from the bottom of the pyramid up. When I sing my songs, write my write-ups, or speak my speeches, I always keep in mind the vast majority that cannot sing their songs, write their write-ups, or speak. They have no power; I have some. All my life, in sunshine and in struggle, I have shared them; and I will share them — my God-given talents and acquired, real, raw (and refined) experience and knowledge — with the powerless.
I reject Ayn Rand because that extreme selfishness rejects history of We the People: it rejects people’s dignity, struggle and right to equality.
We the People — in its purest form — is my happiness. In fact, that is my religion.
I hope you join me in this spiritual quest for happiness — for us, for all, for always.
Sincerely Writing,
Partha
Pilgrim
“You yourself know not how beautiful is your gift.”….. now,this is what I want to say…Partha,this is truly a gift, your blog is!!… “naa chahitee more jaa korechho daan, akaash, aalok, tonu mono praan diney diney tumi nitecho amay shey moha daaneri joggyo korey…”
Feeling so good to read and internalize your thoughts,hopes,songs of life and the relentless quest…..a reverie of augmented dimensionality…when a mind is engaged in pertinent but unreserved thoughts analysing this sheer existence one falls in love with the entire unverse…so, go on,let us discuss peace,dignity and action…. what a joyful thing indeed this sharing !! “shob dibi keyy, shob dibi paayy, aayy aayy aayy…”
I hope to visit here often as you update,
best wishes,
jaya
Visit some more. Visit some often. We need to share. We need to soften. A friend needs a friend. That’s the must-find trend.
(and Tagore will come to us, if we pray hard).
Partha, I am a 75% blind vision of 60+. And, could barely read through your posts: but whatever little that fell into my blurred vision that generally leaps over words and sentences has given me consideable pleasure and pain that you may have or have not intended to share. You are a poet, you have a stright forward communication style. You write well. You have been writing this blog, it seems, for about three months now. You will turn your simultaneous existence in biology and journalism, North Calcutta and Brooklyn, teaching and writing, Tagore and Non-resident Bengali Durga pujo, into a long, wonderful voyage that could attract Pulziter one day.
All the best.
Dr. Sen: Your words are incredibly inspiring, to say the least. Pulitzer or not, I shall keep writing and I shall keep sharing my little life’s little experiences. Hopefully, some people will notice, not for any rewards or prizes, but for the simple facts of life and as you said, the straightforwardness of the message. It’s amazing that you already took the time to go through some of my writing. Who said you were 75% blind vision and over 60 — how many can emulate your ability to see and live with so much youth? I’m privileged to know you.