Remember Campa Cola. It was such a rage in the 80s. While growing up that’s the only Cola I knew. They also came up with Campa Orange that I really liked as a girl. Then there was zingy Gold Spot.
The memories of lying on my back under a starlit sky, counting the stars, the magic of the shooting stars. The moonlit nights had a different appeal. There’s something about the moon that has fascinated me as a child, the changing shape, the patterns on the moon or rather the craters. I have always found the moon enigmatic and mysterious. Each star had a different story to tell, I thought. There’s so much secret hidden in the dark blue night sky. But alas, the bright lights of development eventually hid the night sky.
Bongs their daak naam! Daak naam can be loosely translated as pet name or nickname but it’s much more than that. Almost every Bengali has two names – the dressy ‘good’ name for the outside world and a short, sweet, often funny and always meaningless … Continue reading Daak naam/Pet name
Remember the nursery rhyme: Rain, rain, go away/ Come again another day/ Little Johnny wants to play – that is never me. I always love rain, almost unconditionally. I want it to rain, drizzle, pour, no matter what. Rain never comes in the way of … Continue reading Rain, rain, come again!
Snow (vanishing cream), powder and Boroline - that was all a Bengali lady needed to look good about 50 years back or more. Here I am talking about the generation before my mom’s. In the evenings or before stepping out, these ladies would wash their … Continue reading Chatterjee Mashima’s makeup kit – Snow, Powder, Boroline
My quiet neighbourhood is drowned in the sound of vehicles, honking as they pass byMy beautiful lake, around which we built our small houses, is now hidden behind the tall ugly buildings that are cropping upThe stars that smiled at me once on balmy nights … Continue reading My City Lost
Gift of the lockdown, pandemic, less frequent visits to salon whatever it maybe, I got my tresses back. My hair just grew and grew well. Soon I started trying different styles of khopa or juda at home. I became obsessed with khopa or bun. I … Continue reading Hair Saga, Khopa, Khopar Kata
I have very fond memories of my maternal Grandparent's home in Krishnanagar... our summer destination every year during my school days... The Greens My grandparents had a big house by the Jalongi river with a lot of greenery all around… coconut, mango, guava, jackfruit, black … Continue reading A piece from my childhood – gifted to Katha by Titas Mazumdar
Fooled ya Remember how 1st April used to be such an important day when we were growing up. Not because it was the beginning of a new financial year, because it was April Fool – All Fools Day. The day we would play innocent pranks … Continue reading To all ye fools