Home Town; Rjarhat, Kolkata; A Pantaloon's venture

Have you ever noticed a cobweb closely; if not, then do it at the first available chance. In cities or metros you may find little difficultieses to locate it but you know what it is for! Just a trap to entrap innocent insects laid by spiders for their feeds. Home Towns, Big Bazars, Future Shops are of same nature. They are just traps to allure gullible consumers to extract their purse for the feed of giant like Pantaloons.

They are in retail business for quite sometime now. With their Hifi ambience they impress middle class and sell what are most profitable for them. Quality is the last word and profit margin being the first; this is their key word. Tom, Dick and Harry may produce or manufacture anything; just rope in  them with lucrative precentage and manage to market their wortst products.  They all gain but consumers like you and me lose!

How? Here I share my recent experience. On 7th of this month (07/10/2012) I went to Home Town , Rajarhat , Kolkata to collect my grocery items. My wife is very fond of Mall's ambience and I like the parking space they provide. With many things we bought a pack of flour but the brand which we insist upon was not available. The store salesman suggested another, claiming it would be better than what we were seeking. It was ' Golden Harvest' flour or Atta. We bought it.

Back home , to our utter shock; we found the Golden Harves , Atta or floure is infested with pests! Immediatly I informed the matter over their toll free phone line. The person received the call denied at first their involvement. On insistance they agreed to replace the stuff on terms that I wo'nt publisize it. But the replacement never took place! So, I let you know what our Malls are; better avoid them and go to your neighborhood stores.

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Had a Party last night?

Occasions offering family or friend’s get-together always used to be welcome events to me earlier but not so any more these days. I remember any occasion like marriage, thread-ceremony or any social party thrown for insignificant issues were awaited affairs for the D day. I used to get thrilled with the idea of meeting those whom I met years ago. It was matters of pleasure to find them again. No one bothered to ask what others are doing or how they are keeping. Just we were alive and had a chance to meet, that was enough. Meeting means going down the memory lanes, remembering some incidents or days we enjoyed or suffered together. The pains we felt at the time of parting was visible in eyes. Gone are those days!! I know not how many would share my view but now-a-days I feel lonesome in most of the get-togethers; may be this curse is prevailing in metros like Kolkata, Mumbai or Delhi . Where people seek business in pleasure and tend to remain in their own lobby for social or material
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At last I could talk to my Father !!

His face was as fresh as it used to be on any other morning after shave. Only difference it was dry not wet as usually face looks after shaving. The eyes were closed, the lips bore faint smile; as if he was enjoying a dream during his sleep. A close look would reveal; no, it was not freshly shaved countenance; the tiny gray hairs shoot out all over the face; as they look in the evening; long after you shave in the morning. Why the shaving is so important! Well no one ever remembers seeing him unshaved even if when he used to be sick for long time. That was he; my father; lying on the stretcher mounted on a vehicle that carries dead. This was his last journey on wheels. He preferred bicycle and was very fond of paddling up and down to the Railway factory where he worked for more than 35 years. I felt he would have been happy, could I arrange a cycle rickshaw for his last ride. In a city like Kolkata, you know it was difficult to arrange or in that matter it would been very difficult to
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Durga Puja

Down the memory lane, I do not remember when I was introduced to or encountered Devi Durga, the deity with her 'grown up' kids. However absence of her husband the Lord Shiva and her fighting posture, killing 'Mahisasurah' was bit disturbing. As her sons 'Ganesh' and ' Kartick' were seemingly strong and powerful. What came to our mind ,why she should fight whe both of her sons were present. They were supposed to be able enough to fight evil the 'Mahisasurah' and save their mother from embarrassment of knocking down the "Mahisasura' . Despite of this Goddess Durga was quite popular and welcome figure for us. In Bengali community, Goddess Durga becomes a part of our life ever since we are born. From our childhood to manhood, she remains our Goddess, bestowing her blessings for wealth, fame, beauty and power. At least they carried meaning for our generation or the older. I still remember, my mother cautioning me about the virgin young
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