It's been some time since I took up my keyboard to scatter my confused thoughts in this blog. But worry you not, He has not abandoned you completely yet and here comes the sun.
In the meantime, while this blog was sleeping with its confused babbling on photography and romantic murmurs on light n shade a lot has happened on the home-front. Didi has come up big-time in Bengal chasing the red bull away, so much so that the red bull is having trouble gathering up grasses for living. Whichever pasture the red bull visits its either a farmer's land or a railway sector. Hence with much disgust and frustration the bull has gone to Laalgarh where neither farmers nor railways have ever reached. But Laalgarh have been taken up by the mao-cats these days and though both the red-bull and the mao-cats love Chinese dishes they disagree on the cooking methods. The mao-cats prefer crispy, fried and authentic chinese preparations whereas red-bull likes to marinate the food in democratic sauce before cooking. Since birth, on this silly point, they have always played cat-n-bull in many jungles of India, the latest being Laalgarh.
Bengal today - as always - is run by local guardians. When on one side Didi has triggered this tom and jerry show, Dada has come up with his organizer-administrator avatar. People from all across Bengal are rushing in to take a glimpse of Dada-the-reality-show-host, often they are so mesmerized by Dada's half-smiles that they forget to answer the equally silly question that comes along with it. Nevertheless it has been heard that Dada might help Bengal cricket in a big way as he is slowly crawling into board-rooms of CAB these days. However, we sincerely hope that Dadaism saves Bengal cricket as much as it saves Mr. Khan's hard-earned money from his hard-to-sit-through movies.
Rest on next. Chow...
