So many years have passed by since we stepped out from our beloved Primary School “SITANATH SISHU SIKSHA MANDIR” before even realizing it properly. We have grown up, having our own family, career or destiny. All these years, we tried our best to prove ourselves in various fields including professional and personal grounds. We explored and still exploring many directions in search of fulfillment of our dreams, our desire. As if we are thirsty in an ocean. We will always be as this thirst is basic human nature that helps us to move forward. But in each step probably we realized the necessity of having bonding without a reason, friendship without a purpose, trust without any proof just like a child’s play. That child who still sings in your heart sometimes but now mostly resides in your subconscious mind as you are a big (wo) man today!

                      Insearch of that child’s play, we, few Ex-Students of our Sitanath Sishu Siksha Mandir have stepped out of our daily lives. One thing is common among us, we wanted to do something without reason-may be to play like a child or fight like a child? Make new mistakes everyday then start from a new beginning without any hesitation!

                       Now, that we are together, we not only found our own sweetest moments and memories, but we found many more. Thus all worries of daily lives get burnt in those crazy plans and dreams of the child who resides in all of us.

                        It’s your chance to see yourself in the mirror of your childhood that you locked many years back and lost the key.

                        Friend, if you feel that you are actually reading your own story and for few seconds you were lost in the play grounds, in the small benches, in those white and nevi-blue dresses, in that small room, inside Atalkaku’s school-van, near that tube-well, sharing tiffin with your friends, listening to Radhamashi’s endless stories, then you are not too late. You have your childhood in your hands as it was. Join us, unlock your childhood that you almost forgot and share with other children of this big family! We are with you to find all your old friends and memories. All you need to do is just stretch out your hand and we are here for you, just the way we were so many years ago (in a prayer line along the corridor may be?). Friend, we are none other than your own childhood playmates (juniors or seniors) just asking you to play the same music that once we started playing together. So what are you waiting for? Come out with your own ideas and share it with us. We are eagerly waiting for your knock on our door. Let the fun begin!
Also, let our souls sing together with this tune ..

Hum, rahen ya na rahen kal
Kal yaad aayenge ke ye pal
Pal, ye hain pyar ke pal
Chal, aa mere sang chal
Chal, soche kya
Chhoti si, hai zindagi
Kal, mil jaaye to hogi khush-naseebi

Hum rahen ya na rahen yaad aayenge ye pal…

5 thoughts on “Home

  1. Nijer somporke likhte hobe? Mane “Intro” dite hobe ?? I mean “Who am I” ?? This is the most frequent question I ask myself and being asked. I tried my best to keep myself floating in my course of life, tried so many main roads and short-cuts, so many theories and tricks to prove myself. Some of them clicked, but most of them failed. Now at this strange threshold of my life, when I ask myself “Who Am I”, I can only see a small boy wearing white shirt and blue pant going to school, with blue bird on heart learning to fly beyond any limits. Today, I actually forgot that boy, as if he got missing is some unknown turning in my life and went unnoticed. I searched for him in my dreams, in my albums, in my daughter’s face, almost everywhere but in vain. After so many years when I almost lost all hopes of finding him, I got this invitation. Trust me, before even thinking what to do, I just closed and open my eyes and found my childhood standing just before me asking me to see all he has, which I have searched for so many years. Now since I know “Who am I”, I can proudly say, Yes, I am Sabyasachi Sengupta,a 1990 pass-out small boy, proud to be an SSSMian… Thanks in advance for allowing me to enter to my most beloved DreamLand..

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  2. অনেকদিন পর এই লেখাটা পড়লাম. বলাই বাহুল্য তখন উৎসাহের তুঙ্গে ছিলাম. কিন্তু কেউই সাথ দিলো না. একবছর-এ মাত্র একটা “like “.
    হতোদ্যম নই আমি. বরং অনেকটাই অবাক. আমরা কিছু মার্কামারা criminal কে ভোট দেবার জন্য, বৃষ্টি গরম এমনকি জীবনের ঝুঁকি নিয়ে, অফিস কামাই করে, নিজের কাজকর্ম ফেলে নাচতে নাচতে ভোট দিতে যাই, কিন্তু নিজেদের ছোটবেলার বন্ধুদের নেওয়া একটা ছোট পদক্ষেপ-কে শুরুতেই মাড়িয়ে অন্য দিকে চলে যাই.
    যাই হোক, এর থেকে অনেক কিছু শিখতে পারলাম, জানতে পারলাম. যা পেলাম, টা দিয়ে নিজের লেখা যাতে আরো সুন্দর , আরো আকর্ষণীয় করা যায়, তার চেষ্টা করবো. বড়ো কিছু একটা মাথায় আছে. এই পুরোনো পোস্ট-টা সেক্ষেত্রে অনেকটাই কাজে দেবে..

    সবাইকে ধন্যবাদ


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