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Joy to the World... The Lord is Come...

This 1691 built Sacred Heart Church of Chandannagar Town celebrates Christmas with a traditional midnight mass every year. I had an opportunity to witness the celebration at this historical Church last Christmas. The Carols, the rituals, the prayers, the devotees, made it a wonderful experience for me to cherish.

The Iconic Clock Tower of Chuchura

The Clock Tower in Chinsurah my home town, situated at the juncture where four roads meet, happened to be once adorned with Tamarisk Trees 🌲 around it thus giving the place its name, ‘Jhau Tala’. However the last of such trees is said to have been cut down in the year of Indian Independence and has now been replaced by ugly looking concrete buildings mostly for commercial purposes. This beautifully crafted Steel structure is erected on a round base and is hollow within to house the clock machinery inside it. The Clock faces four corners and each of it is adorned by a a lamp shade hanging over it. This iconic clock tower was built in 1914 AD in memory of King 7th Edward, youngest son of Queen Victoria of England. #Sunday#Wanderlust

Long Drives...

Travelling is in my blood, veins, soul, everywhere. When I cannot go places, I just keep walking on my own. I come across new bends. I re-energise. I cannot live without seeing new places, new cultures, people, history, life... 

Memories of Jhargram

One August Weekend, we hit the roads with our trusted friend, for a trip to unwind ourselves amidst the jungles surrounding Jhargram in West Midnapore. What transpired is captured in this two minute video. The stay at the Jhargram Tourist complex was a memorable one. The pleasures of travelling is amazing. The freshness it brings especially if you hit the less travelled paths, lasts for a long time.

Shoubhik Bandyopadhyay
August 5th, 2017

Home Town's Jagaddhatri Fervour 2017

I was trying to cope up with some personal disappointments taking a temporary break from work when the city where I live, was celebrating the Jagaddhatri festival. I spent a wandering time during the period trying to capture a few moments and soak into the festivity and make amends with what I had been facing in life.
The small suburb of Chandannagar gets under a huge mess of garbage and sewage while coping up with the festivities of the Jagaddhatri Puja and the footfall associated with it. On top of that, the traffic discordance and massive encroachments make it difficult to live here during these festive days. However, the locals don’t bother much about all this as the essence of festivities, the cacophony, the lights, make life enjoyable albeit temporarily... Here is my take on it this year...

Now the most brutal part... these little kids will in any moment from now, be ruthlessly murdered with severed heads from their bodies, in the name of the ugliest form of religion...

The Fes…

Taste of a Different Durgotsav in Rural Bengal - Hatserandi, Birbhum

I had a wonderful opportunity to witness the Pata Durga Puja of Rural Bengal which has been a traditional feat in the particular geo cultural territories of Birbhum, Bankura, Bardhaman and some parts of Midnapore over ages. Situated about eight miles from Bolpur, this quaint village is a wonderful place to visit. At the entrance lies a huge lake which is where all the families celebrating Pata Durga Puja in their households gather on the morning of Maha Saptami for performing the rituals with  adorned palanquins. One can see the ruins of numerous terracotta temples across the village many of which are in a dilapidated state, however the very few which has been restored, do not showcase its original glory any longer. The speciality of this village lies in its uniqueness of Durga Puja Celebration. The Durga Idols here are not what we generally see however are painted on a frame covered with cloth by painters who have been doing this since generations now. The beauty of the images, the …

Dhaka Diaries... The sleeping figures amidst night long ruckus at Kawran Bazar

Kawran Bazar in Dhaka is an epitome of chaos, collision and noise. This 17th century built market named after a Marwari trader in undivided India, bustles every day and night especially when truck loads of all kinds of fruits, vegetables etc are dumped here from all across Bangladesh and segregated via further distribution channels.
Amidst such activities at the dead end of the night and wee hours of the day, tired figures that of the traders, coolies etc who make a living there, can be seen. I have tried to capture these odd men out who actually do not represent the vibrancies of this huge wholesale market at the heart of the capital city of Bangladesh.
Although insignificant to the irony here that I wish to portray, the exuberance of these people did create a long lasting impact within myself that I shall never forget. The experience I have had during this trip to Bangladesh out of a golden opportunity to attend a workshop conducted by a renowned documentarian and above all, a wo…

The Explorer's Quest... A Visit to an ancient Kali Temple in Mahanad Hooghly, Bengal

Visited once again, this beautiful 187 year old temple in the vicinities of my hometown at a village known as Mahanad, Hooghly today. An affluent resident of the village, Krishna Chandra Neogy, is said to have built this temple after having a Divine Dream of Goddess Brahmamoyee way back in 1830 A D and the tradition is well maintained by his successors to this day. History tells us that the Rani Rashmani of Janbazar Calcutta was greatly inspired by the structure of the temple along with the deity so much so that the Famous Dakshineswar temple which she later built on the banks of the Ganga had a striking similarity.

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