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PREVIOUS EDITORS OF "THE AECIAN"Vol. Year Editor1 1956-57 Sarashish Chandra Das2 1957-58 Purnananda Kalita3 1958-59 Rohini Kumar Bora4 1959-60 Nurul Amin5 1960-61 Amulya Kr. Goswami6 1961-62 Krisnananda Das7 1962-63 Bhabendra Nath Patowary8 1963-64 Satish Tahbildar9 1964-65 Manoranjan Sarma10 1967-68 Shyam Sundar Deka11 1968-69 Imtiaz Ali12 1969-70 Bichitra Barman13 1971-72 Hemendra Borah14 1972-73 Ahmed Eusuf Zaheer15 1973-74 Karuna Bhattacharyya16 1974-75 Pranab Kr. Borah and

Trailokya Dev Sharma17 1976-77 Altaf Muzid18 1979-80 Chandra Boruah19 1983-84 Ritunjay Bhuyan20 1984-85 Upananda Kakoti21 1985-86 Ahshanul Hussain22 1986-87 Bhupati Deka23 1987-88 Uttam Saikia24 1988-89 Diganta Hazarika25 1989-90 Pranab Kr. Nath26 1990-91 Ratul Goswami27 1991-92 Navajyoti Gogoi28 1992-93 Kishor Kr. Pathak29 1993-94 Abhijit Kalita30 1994-95 Amardeep Kalita31 1997-98 Amarjit Singh32 1998-99 Chandan Kr.Das33 1999-00 Sandip Kr Sarma34 2000-01 Bidyut Plaban Saikia35 2001-02 Apurba Bikash Kalita36 2002-03 Jyotish Kr. Nath37 2003-04 Sudip Mitra38 2005-06 Biplab Bhattacharjee39 2006-07 Dibyaranjan Deka40 2007-08 Mithun Kaushik Sharma41 2008-09 Animesh Bora42 2009-10 Hiron Phukan43 2010-11 Lakshya Jyoti Chutia44 2011-12 Debasish Chetia

The Annual Magazine of Assam Engineering College,edited by Roktim Gogoi published on behalf of AssamEngineering College Student's Union 2012-2013,AssamEngineering College, Jalukbari, Guwahati-13.

EDITORIAL BOARD

Prof. In ChargeDr. Satyajit Bhuyan

EditorRoktim Gogoi

Members

Sanhita Baruah, Jinni Jamatia, Arpan Mahanta,Sudeepta Pratim Gogoi, Akash Bora, Palash Kakati,Maashudd Shariif, Kuldeep Kaushik, Sumit Baruah,Suman Kalita, Dipyaman Barman, Bharat Narah,Jyotirmoy Sharma, Raju Lairenjam, Krishangi Kakati,Ankita Jain, Kaushik Konwar, Lakhyajeet Moran,HimanJyoti Sharma, Ratan Lal Shau, Karuna Dutta,Abhinav Bhattcharyya, Roktim Gogoi (Editor),Namikha Saikia, Upasana Mahanta, Priyanka Kotoky.

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Back CoverDesign Arpan Mahanta

IllustrationsJinni Jamatia, Priyanka Kotoky, Dipyaman

Barman, Bharat Narah, Raju Lairenjam

Print:saraighat offset press

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An Interview WithIndrani Raimedhi

Abhinav Bhattacharyya 37

Œ¬ıÊ√¬ı1n∏ª±1 Ê√±Ó¬œ˚˛Ó¬±À¬ı±Ò ’±fl¡±˙ õ∂Ó¬œ˜ ¬ı1± 41

An Introspective IntrigueChinmoy P. Choudhury 43

In Mood With Robert FrostDibyajoti Bhagwati 43

I Decided; Keep MovingDipankar Deori 44

Jim Corbett's BelovedKunal Borah 44

Is Suzerainty My Fate?Unman Parashar 44

A Lost Friend Snigdha Baruah 44

¬Û˘± ˛Ú ’±ø√Ó¬… ‰¬±—˜± ◊√√ 45

Lost Hope Surajit Talukdar 45

Broken Wings of DespairChinmoy Pathak Choudhury

Ivan Borah 46

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¤˜≈øÍ¬ ù´±À˚˛1œ... ø¬ıÊ√˚˛ fl≈¡˜±Ú ¬ı1n∏ª± 49

Brain Drain :A threat to India Kritanjali Kashyap 50

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Interview with PradipKr. Bordoloi, alumni& ex-teacher of AEC Rajan Prasad 56

Kaustav ShariaImtiaz Ali

A Wrong Decision, A RegretDipankar Deori 57

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Lost Dreams Palash Jyoti Kakati 60

A Few More Years With the BritishPanchadeep Choudhury 61

The Banyan Tree Himan Joyti Sarma 62

Report on EntrepreneurshipDevelopment cell (EDC),AEC Rahul Tamuli 63

Arindam Kashyap ’±Ò≈øÚfl¡ ¤fl¡˘¬ı…1 ¸g±ÚÓ¬ 1±Ê√œª ¬Û±Í¬fl¡ 65

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ˆ”¬Ó¬1 Δ¸ÀÓ¬ Œ˜±fl¡±ø¬ı˘± øSø√ªÀÊ√…±øÓ¬ ˆ”¬¤û± 72

The Topper Rimjhim Kashyap 75

A Conflicting Mind Abihshek Kalita 77

Hello Brother! Kunal Borah 78

Koh Samet-heaven On LandHrishikesh Sarma 80

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A Rag picker's day Afreen Islam 83

·—·± Ú√œ1 ¬Û±À1 ¬Û±À1 Δ˜ÀS˚˛œ ·Õ· 84

The Silent Killer Chakrapani Dutta 85

An Article On The ProsAnd Cons OfInternet Banks Hemangi Das 88

’Ô« ≈‡œ ˜±Úø¸fl¡Ó¬± ¤fl¡ ø‰¬ôLÚ ˜‘Ì±˘ fl≈¡˜±1 √±¸ 89

The Obvious ExistenceOf Ether Tsangpo Luit Kashyap 90

The Win After Strive Mriganka Shekher Saikia 93

Illegal Immigration Kalyan Lahkar 95

¸±Ò±1Ì ˜±Ú≈˝√√ fl‘¡˙±—·œ fl¡±fl¡Ó¬œ 96

Badminton : A way of my lifeUjjwal Jyoti Dutta 97

øõ∂˚˛Ó¬˜±Õ˘... ’Ì«ª ¬ı1± 98

Life of Pi : A cinematic ReflectionHrishikesh Boruah 99

øÂ√øÚ˚˛1 Œ˜– Â≈√À˘˜±Ú UÀÂ√˝◊√√Ú 100

’˘¬Û ø‰¬ôL±-’˘¬Û ·√… fl¡±fl¡ø˘ øõ∂ ˛ Œ·±¶§±˜œ 101

≈‡À¬ı±1 ø¬ı≈√» ø¬ıfl¡±˙ 102

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Non Violence- SuccessOr Failure? Eashan Saikia 104

Witch Hunting In AssamPresenjit Dutta 105

Being A Woman In IndiaPronamika Roy 106

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The Brave Heart Angsuman Kaushik 109

The InwardCorruption Abhinav Bhattacharyya110

A Gun, A Bullet AndA Whisky Jar Of Feeling

Dipankar Deori 111

I Am Freed Priyanka Kotoky 111

Indian Rhino Vision Ankur Chaubey 112

˙s1 fl¡ø¬ı- √√œ1n∏√± Œfl¡Ãô¶ˆ¬ ¬ı1± 113

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ŒÓ¬±˜±1 ≈√‰¬fl≈¡Ó¬ ø√·ôL fl≈¡˜±1 ø˜| 115

Survived The Torment,Only To Suffer More Asmita Paul 116

Silence Sabina Hussain Barlaskar117

Sober Abhishek Kalita 117

Lost Brotherhood Dipee Saikia 117

Why always Them !!!-The ones peoplelove to hate. Surajit Kalita 118

How many times cana man lose his heart ? Ivan Borah 119

The grass is greeneron the other side Rahuljit Kalita 120

Why Mba? Sanjeeb Das 121

I Don't Dare Dibyajyoti Bhagawati 122

The Betrayal Tofic Sonowal 123

Oh ! My Comrade Manash Pratim Barman123

The Mirage Arpan Mahanta 124

The Unseen Kaushtan Talukdar 124

Shady Feelings Hemanta Doley 125

A Man He Once Was Abhinab Shyam 125

Œ1ø·—– ¤fl¡ ’ªÀ˘±fl¡Ú ’—fl≈¡1 ◊√√fl¡œ ˛± 126

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Δ¬ı ˚±˜ √˚˛± 1±˜ Ú±Ô 128

A New Ray Of Hope Devyashree Dutta 129

Tears Of Blood Sanhita Baruah 130

˜˝◊√√ &Ì&Ì±› ŒÊ√…±øÓ¬˜«˚˛ √√±Õ˘ 131

fl¡ø¬ıÓ¬± Ê√ ˛¡Zœ¬Û ŒÎ¬fl¡± 131

’Ú≈ˆ¬ª1 ¬Û˜ Œ‡ø√ ≈√~«ˆ¬ Ú±1±˚˛Ì ‡±È¬Úœ˚˛±1 131

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Apocalypse Abhinav Bhattacharyya132

Change Me H. Tunabiaksiam ’¸˜1 ’øˆ¬˚ôL±1 ø¬ÛÓ‘¬,

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Œ·±ø¬ıμ ¬ı1√Õ˘ 133

Interesting facts Borish Pegu 133

The Riposte Tsangpo Luit kashyap134

MY LOVE Runart Boro 134

Romancing theBillboards Ratanlal Sahu 135

˜˝√√±ø¬ı√…±˘˚˛1 ·œÓ¬ Î¬0 ’1+¬Û fl≈¡˜±1 ˙˜«± 136

Annual Report 137

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Sê˜ø¬ıfl¡±˙1 ô¶1Ó¬ ˆ¬À·±ª± ˝√√˚˛º ¤ÀÚ√À1 ô¶À1 ô¶À1

’øÓ¬Sêø˜ ˜±Úª ¸˜±Ê√ ’±øÊ√1 ¸ˆ¬… ˚≈·Ó¬ Î¬◊¬ÛÚœÓ¬

Δ˝√√ÀÂ√ø˝√√º

¬ıÚ… ˚≈·1 ¸˜±Ê√1 ¬Û1± ’±1y fl¡ø1 ’X«-¸ˆ¬…

¸˜±Ê√1 ø¡ZÓ¬œ˚˛ ô¶1Õ˘Àfl¡ Sê˜ø¬ıfl¡±˙1 ¤˝◊√√ ¸≈√œ‚« fl¡±˘Ó¬

¸˜±Ê√ ’±øÂ√˘ Ú±1œõ∂Ò±Úº ˜±Ú≈À˝√√ ŒÓ¬øÓ¬˚˛± ¤Àfl¡± ¤Àfl¡±È¬±

√˘ ø˝√√‰¬±À¬ı ¬ı±¸ fl¡ø1øÂ√˘ ’±1n∏ √˘ø¬ı˘±fl¡1 ¬Ûø1‰¬±˘Ú±,

’Ú≈˙±¸Ú, ’Ú…±Ú… √˘1 ˘·Ó¬ Œ˚±·±À˚±· ’±ø√ ¸fl¡À˘±

ø¬ı¯∏˚˛ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ Ú±1œÀ˚˛ õ∂Ò±Ú ˆ”¬ø˜fl¡± Δ˘øÂ√˘º

Sê˜ø¬ıªÓ«¬Ú1 ¤˝◊√√À‰¬±ª± fl¡±˘ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ ˜±Ú≈À˝√√ Sê˜±i§À˚˛

Ê≈√˝◊√√1 ¬ı…ª˝√√±1 ø˙øfl¡À˘, ÒÚ≈-fl¡“±ÀÎ¬ˇÀ1 ø‰¬fl¡±1 fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘

ø˙øfl¡À˘, õ∂Ô˜ÀÓ¬ fl¡±Í¬1 ¬ı±‰¬Ú ΔÓ¬˚˛±1 fl¡ø1 Ó¬±Ó¬ ˜±øÈ¬1

õ∂À˘¬Û ø√ ’±1n∏ ¬Û±‰¬Õ˘ Œfl¡ª˘ ˜±øÈ¬À1˝◊√√ ¬ı±‰¬Ú ¸±øÊ√

1g±1 Œfl¡Ã˙˘ ø˙øfl¡À˘, ¬Ûq¬Û±˘Ú ’±1n∏ ˙¸… Î¬◊»¬Û±√Ú

Ú±1œ øÚ˚«±Ó¬Ú ’±1n∏ ’±ø˜

Î¬0 øÎ¬À•§f fl≈¡˜±1 ˜˝√√ôL

fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ ø˙øfl¡À˘º fl‘¡ø¯∏-fl¡˜«Ó¬, Œ˘±˝√√± ’±1n∏ ’Ú… Ò±Ó≈¬1

’¶a, ¸“Ê≈√ø˘ ’±ø√ øÚ˜«±ÌÓ¬, ¬Ûq¬Û±˘ÚÓ¬ ’±1n∏ ˚≈X-

ø¬ı¢∂˝√√Ó¬ ’øÒfl¡ fl¡±ø˚˛fl¡ |˜1 õ∂À˚˛±Ê√Ú Δ˝√√øÂ√˘º ˘·ÀÓ¬

Úª-Ê√±Ó¬fl¡1 ˘±˘Ú-¬Û±˘ÚÀÓ¬± ˜±Ú≈À˝√√ ’øÒfl¡ &1n∏Q

ø√¬ıÕ˘ Δ˘øÂ√˘º ¤ÀÚÀ¬ı±1 fl¡±1ÌÀÓ¬˝◊√√ ’X«¸ˆ¬… ˚≈·1

Œ˙¯∏1 Ù¬±À˘ ¸˜±Ê√Ó¬ Ú±1œ1 ˆ”¬ø˜fl¡± fl¡ø˜ ’±ø˝√√˘ ’±1n∏

¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1 ˆ”¬ø˜fl¡± ’øÒfl¡ &1n∏Q¬Û”Ì« Δ˝√√ ¬Ûø1˘º ˝◊√√˚˛±À1˝◊√√

’ªÒ±ø1Ó¬ ¬Ûø1ÌøÓ¬Ó¬ Ú±1œõ∂Ò±Ú ¸˜±Ê√1 ¬ÛÓ¬Ú ˝√√í˘ ’±1n∏

ø¬ÛÓ‘¬õ∂Ò±Ú ¬Ûø1˚˛±˘ ’±1n∏ ø¬ÛÓ‘¬õ∂Ò±Ú ¸˜±ÀÊ√ ·Ï¬ˇ ˘íÀ˘º

Ú±1œfl¡ ‚±˝◊√√ Î¬◊»¬Û±√Ú ¬ı…ª¶ö±1 ¬Û1± ’±“Ó¬1±˝◊√√ ’Ú± ˝√√í˘

’±1n∏ ë·‘˝√√fl¡˜«í, ë¸ôL±Ú ¬Û±˘Úí, ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏ ˜±ø˘fl¡¸fl¡˘1

ëÎ¬◊M√√1±øÒfl¡±1œí Ê√ij ø√˚˛±1 fl¡±˜Ó¬ ’±ªX fl¡1± ˝√√í˘º

¤ÀÚ√À1˝◊√√ Ú±1œ ¬Ûø1˚˛±˘1 ‰¬±ø1À¬ı11 ¬ı±Àg±ÚÓ¬ Œ¸±˜±˝◊√√

¬Ûø1˘º ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1 ›¬Û1Ó¬ øÚˆ«¬1˙œ˘ Δ˝√√ ¬Ûø1˘º ’Ú…

fl¡Ô±Ó¬ Ú±1œ ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1 Œˆ¬±·… ¬ıd ¬ı± ¸•ÛøM√√Ó¬ ¬Ûø1ÌÓ¬

˝√√í˘º ¬Û‘øÔªœ1 õ∂±˚˛ ¸fl¡À˘± õ∂±ôLÀÓ¬˝◊√√ ˝√√±Ê√±1 ˝√√±Ê√±1

¬ıÂ√1 Òø1 ¤˝◊√√ ¬ı…ª¶ö±˝◊√√ ‰¬ø˘ Ô±øfl¡˘º

ˆ¬±1Ó¬Õ˘ ’˝√√± ’±˚«¸fl¡˘1 õ∂Ô˜ √˘ÀÈ¬±1 Œé¬SÓ¬

¸˜±Ê√-¬ı…ª¶ö± ø¬ÛÓ‘¬-õ∂Ò±ÀÚ˝◊√√ ’±øÂ√˘ ˚ø√› ¬Ûø1˚˛±˘À¬ı±1

Sê˜ø¬ıªÓ«¬Ú1 ¤˝◊√√À‰¬±ª± fl¡±˘ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ ˜±Ú≈À˝√√ Sê˜±i§À˚˛ Ê≈√˝◊√√1

¬ı…ª˝√√±1 ø˙øfl¡À˘, ÒÚ≈-fl¡±À“Î¬ˇÀ1 ø‰¬fl¡±1 fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ ø˙øfl¡À˘, õ∂Ô˜ÀÓ¬

fl¡±Í¬1 ¬ı±‰¬Ú ΔÓ¬˚˛±1 fl¡ø1 Ó¬±Ó¬ ˜±øÈ¬1 õ∂À˘¬Û ø√ ’±1n∏ ¬Û±‰¬Õ˘ Œfl¡ª˘

˜±øÈ¬À1˝◊√√ ¬ı±‰¬Ú ¸±øÊ√ 1g±1 Œfl¡Ã˙˘ ø˙øfl¡À˘, ¬Ûq¬Û±˘Ú ’±1n∏ ˙¸…

Î¬◊»¬Û±√Ú fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ ø˙øfl¡À˘º fl‘¡ø¯∏-fl¡˜«Ó¬, Œ˘±˝√√± ’±1n∏ ’Ú… Ò±Ó≈¬1

’¶a, ¸“Ê≈√ø˘ ’±ø√ øÚ˜«±ÌÓ¬, ¬Ûq¬Û±˘ÚÓ¬ ’±1n∏ ˚≈X-ø¬ı¢∂˝√√Ó¬ ’øÒfl¡

fl¡±ø˚˛fl¡ |˜1 õ∂À˚˛±Ê√Ú Δ˝√√øÂ√˘º

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¬ı…øMê√Àfl¡øffl¡ Œ˝√√±ª±Õ· Ú±øÂ√˘º Δ¬ıø√fl¡ ˚≈·1 ’±ø√

’ª¶ö±Ó¬ ¸˜±Ê√Ó¬ Ú±1œ1 ¶ö±Ú ’±1n∏ Ú±1œ1 ’øÒfl¡±1 ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1

¸˜ ¬Û˚«±˚˛1 ’±øÂ√˘º Ú±1œÀ˚˛ ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1 ˘·ÀÓ¬ ¸˜±ÀÚ ˚:Ó¬

’—˙ Δ˘øÂ√˘, ¸—¶‘®Ó¬1 Œù≠±fl¡ ¬Û˚«ôL 1‰¬Ú± fl¡ø1øÂ√˘º øfl¡c

Δ¬ıø√fl¡ ˚≈·1 Œ˙¯∏1 Ù¬±À˘ ’±1n∏ ¬ıË±p¡Ì… ˚≈·Ó¬ ˆ¬±1Ó¬œ˚˛

Ú±1œfl¡ ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1 ¤ø¬ıÒ ¸•ÛøM√√1 Ó≈¬˘… fl¡ø1 Œ¬ÛÀ˘±ª± ˝√√í˘º

˜±Úª1 Sê˜ø¬ıªÓ«¬Ú1 ¤˝◊√√ ˝◊√√øÓ¬˝√√±¸ Œ√±˝√√1±1

Î¬◊ÀV˙… ¤˝◊√√ø‡øÚÀÓ¬ ¬ı…±‡…± fl¡ø1¬ı ‡≈øÊ√ÀÂ√±º øfl¡Â≈√ø√Ú Òø1

Œ√˙1 õ∂±ôLÀ1 õ∂±ôLÀ1 ¸—‚øÈ¬Ó¬ Ú±1œ øÚ˚«±Ó¬Ú1 ‚È¬Ú±˝◊√√

¸À‰¬Ó¬Ú Ú±·ø1fl¡¸fl¡˘fl¡ ø‰¬øôLÓ¬ fl¡ø1 Ó≈¬ø˘ÀÂ√ ’±1n∏ ¤˝◊√√

‚È¬Ú±¸˜”˝√√1 ¬Û‘á¬¬ÛÈ¬1 ‹øÓ¬˝√√±ø¸fl¡ ˜ÀÚ±Õ¬ı:±øÚfl¡ fl¡±1Ì1

›¬Û1Ó¬ ’±À˘±fl¡¬Û±Ó¬ fl¡ø1 øÚ1±˜˚˛1 ¬ÛÔ1 ¸g±Ú fl¡1±1

õ∂À˚˛±Ê√Ú Δ˝√√ÀÂ√º

˝√√±Ê√±1 ˝√√±Ê√±1 ¬ıÂ√1 Òø1 ¬ı±Àg±Ú1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬ Œ¸±˜±˝◊√√

Ôfl¡± Ú±1œ ¤øÓ¬˚˛± Sê˜±i§À˚˛ ¬ıgÚ˜≈Mê√ Δ˝√√ ›˘±˝◊√√ ’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√

’±1n∏ ¸±˜±øÊ√fl¡ õ∂øÓ¬á¬± ˘±ˆ¬1 Œé¬SÓ¬ ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1 ¸˜±ÀÚ˝◊√√

Œ‡±Ê√ ø˜˘±¬ıÕ˘ Δ˘ÀÂ√º Ú±1œ1 ¤˝◊√√ ‰¬˜fl¡õ∂√ Î¬◊M√√1ÀÌ

Ú±1œfl¡ ë’¬ı˘±í, ë·‘˝√√˘Ñœí, ë˘Ó¬±í ’±ø√ ø¬ıÀ˙¯∏ÀÌÀ1

ø¬ıˆ”¬ø¯∏Ó¬ fl¡ø1 ·‘˝√¬ıμœ fl¡ø1 1‡±1 1é¬Ì˙œ˘ ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏Ó¬±øLafl¡

Ò…±Ú-Ò±1Ì±fl¡ ˜Úô¶±øQfl¡ ’±‚±Ó¬ ˝√√±øÚÀÂ√º Ó¬≈√¬Ûø1 ¤˝◊√√

Œfl¡¬ı±˝√√±Ê√±1 ¬ıÂ√1œ˚˛± ¬Ûø1Sê˜±Ó¬ Ú±1œ ˜Úô¶QÓ¬

¸±˜±øÊ√fl¡ ˆ”¬ø˜fl¡±1 ¬Û1± ’±1y fl¡ø1 ’±R¬Ûø1‰¬˚˛1 ’Ô«

Î¬◊¬Û˘øt1 ø√˙Ó¬ ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1 Ó≈¬˘Ú±Ó¬ ø¬ı¬Û≈˘ ¬Ûø1¬ıÓ«¬Ú Δ˝√√ÀÂ√º

˝◊√√À˚˛˝◊√√ ·ˆ¬œ1ˆ¬±Àª ’±˝√√Ó¬ fl¡ø1ÀÂ√ ø¬ÛÓ‘¬Ó¬±øLafl¡ ¸˜±Ê√1

¬Û≈1n∏¯∏±øÒ¬ÛÓ¬…1 ¶§±øˆ¬˜±Úfl¡º ˝◊√√˚˛±1 õ∂øÓ¬øSê˚˛±1

Ù¬˘|n∏øÓ¬À˚˛˝◊√√ ˝√√í˘ ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1 Ú±1œø¬ıÀ¡Z¯∏œ 1+¬Ûº &ª±˝√√±È¬œ1

øÊ√ ¤‰¬ 1íÎ¬Ó¬, ˝√√±ø1˚˛±Ú±Ó¬, ˆ”¬¬Û±˘Ó¬ ’±1n∏ ¬ıU ¶ö±ÚÓ¬ ¤ÀÚ

1+¬Û1 fl≈¡»ø¸» õ∂√˙«Ú ˝√√í˘º øfl¡c ¸˜¢∂ Œ√˙Àfl¡˝◊√√

ŒÊ√±fl¡±ø1 ·í˘ Œ‡±√ 1±Ê√Ò±Úœ ø√~œÓ¬ ¸—‚øÈ¬Ó¬ Œ˝√√±ª±

¬Û±˙øªfl¡ ‚È¬Ú±˝◊√√º ‰¬˘ôL ·±Î¬ˇœÓ¬ Ò¯∏«Ì fl¡ø1 ·±Î¬ˇœ1 ¬Û1±

√ø˘˚˛±˝◊√√ ø√ ˝√√Ó¬…± fl¡1± ˝√√í˘ ˚≈ªÓ¬œfl¡º

Ò¯∏«Ìfl¡ fl¡±˜≈fl¡ ‰¬ø1S1 Œ˘±fl¡1 Î¬◊ij±√õ∂±˚˛ ’ª¶ö±1

Ù¬˘|n∏øÓ¬ ¬ı≈ø˘À˘ ˆ≈¬˘ fl¡1± ˝√√í¬ıº ˝◊√√ ’¬Û1±Òœ &Ì¬ı±˝√√fl¡

Œfl¡±ÀÚ± Ê√œÌ1 øSê˚˛±1 Ù¬À˘± Ú˝√√˚˛º ¤˝◊√√ ’¬Û1±Òfl¡±˚« ¬ı±

’¬Û1±Ò õ∂ªÌÓ¬± ¸±˜±øÊ√fl¡, ¸±—¶‘®øÓ¬fl¡ ¬Ûø1ø¶öøÓ¬1 ¬Û1±

Î¬◊æ”√Ó¬º ¸˜±Ê√Ó¬ ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1 ’±øÒ¬ÛÓ¬… ¸±¬ı…ô¶fl¡1Ì1

¬ı±À¬ı Ú±1œ1 ˙1œ1ÀÈ¬±Àfl¡˝◊√√ ¬ı…ª˝√√±1 fl¡1±1 øÚfl‘¡©Ü

˜±Úø¸fl¡Ó¬±1 Ù¬˘ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ ¤ÀÚ ’¬Û1±Ò fl¡±˚« ¸—‚øÈ¬Ó¬ Δ˝√√

’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√º Ò¯∏«Ì, ˆ¬±¬ı≈øfl¡, Ú±Ú± Ò1Ì1 ˝◊√√øÓ¬øfl¡—, ’¬Û˜±Ú

’±ø√ √1±‰¬˘ÀÓ¬ ¸˜±Ê√1 ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏ Œ|Ìœ1 é¬˜Ó¬±-¶Û‘˝√√±1

õ∂øÓ¬Ù¬˘ÚÀ˝√√º

’ªÀ˙… Ò¯∏«Ì Œfl¡ª˘ ’±˜±1 Œ√˙À1˝◊√√ ¸˜¸…± Ú˝√√˚˛º

˝◊√√Î¬◊À1±¬Û, Î¬◊M√√1 ’±À˜ø1fl¡±1 ø¬ıfl¡ø˙Ó¬ Œ√˙¸˜”˝√√ÀÓ¬±

Ò¯∏«Ì, Ú±1œ øÚ˚«±Ó¬Ú1 ‚È¬Ú± ‚ÀÈ¬º øfl¡c ø¬ıfl¡±˙˙œ˘

Œ√˙¸˜”˝√√1 Ó≈¬˘Ú±Ó¬ Œ¸˝◊√√ Œ√˙¸˜”˝√√Ó¬ ¤ÀÚ ‚È¬Ú± ¬ıUø‡øÚ

fl¡˜º ’±˜±1 Œ√˙Ó¬ ¤˝◊√√ ¸˜¸…±1 Ê√øÈ¬˘Ó¬±fl¡ ¸±1-¬Û±Úœ

Œ˚±·±˝◊√√ÀÂ√ ’±˜±À1˝◊√√ Ò˜«-¢∂Lö¸˜”˝√√Ó¬ ø˘ø¬ÛªX Ú±1œ-

ø¬ıÀ¡Z¯∏œ ˜ôL¬ı…˝◊√√º Î¬◊√±˝√√1Ì ¬ıUÀfl¡˝◊√√È¬± ’±·¬ıÏ¬ˇ±¬ı ¬Û±ø1º

Ÿ¬fl¡-Œ¬ı√1 ¤øÈ¬ Œù≠±fl¡1 ˜”˘ ˆ¬±„√√øÚ ¤ÀÚ Ò1Ì1 – ìÚ±1œ1

˜·Ê≈√ ’ø¶ö1 ’±1n∏ Œ¸À˚˛ Ú±1œ1 ø¬ıù´±¸À˚±·…Ó¬± Ú±˝◊√√ºî

ø˝√√μ≈ ’±˝◊√√Ú1 õ∂ªÓ«¬fl¡ ˜Ú≈Àª ˜Ú≈ ¸—ø˝√√Ó¬±Ó¬ ø˘ø‡ÀÂ√ –

ìÚ±1œ Δ˙˙ªÓ¬ ø¬ÛÓ‘¬1, Œ˚ÃªÚÓ¬ ¶§±˜œ1 ’±1n∏ ¬ı‘X±ª¶ö±Ó¬

¶§±˜œ1 ’ø¬ı˝√√ÀÚ ¬Û≈S1 ’ÒœÚºî ’Ô«±» Ê√ij1 ¬Û1±

˜‘Ó≈¬…Õ˘Àfl¡ Ú±1œÀ˚˛ ’ÒœÚ Ê√œªÀÚ˝◊√√ fl¡È¬±¬ı ˘·± ˝√√˚˛º

Ó≈¬˘¸œ√±¸1 1±˜‰¬ø1Ó¬ ˜±ÚÀ¸ ˆ¬±1Ó¬¬ı±¸œ1 ˜ÚÓ¬ ·ˆ¬œ1

õ∂ˆ¬±ª Œ¬Û˘±˝◊√√ ’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√, øfl¡c ¤˝◊√√ 1±˜‰¬ø1Ó¬ ˜±Ú¸ÀÓ¬˝◊√√

Ú±1œfl¡ ˙”^, Ê√œª-Ê√c ’±1n∏ ’¸ˆ¬… Ê√±øÓ¬1 ˘·Ó¬

¸±„≈√√ø1ÀÂ√º

¤ÀÚ Ò1Ì1 ¸±˜±øÊ√fl¡, ¸±—¶‘®øÓ¬fl¡ ¬Ûø1ø¶öøÓ¬1

¸≈À˚±· Δ˘À˚˛˝◊√√ ’±˜±1 Œ√˙Ó¬ ’±øÊ√Àfl¡±¬ÛøÓ¬ ¸˜±Ê√1

õ∂øÓ¬ÀÈ¬± Œé¬SÀÓ¬ ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1 õ∂±Ò±Ú… ‰¬ø˘ ’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√º ’±˜±1

¬Ûø1˚˛±˘¸˜”˝√√Ó¬ ¬Û≈S ø˙q1 fl¡√1 Œ¬ıø‰¬, fl¡˜«Àé¬SÓ¬ ø˘e-

øˆ¬øM√√fl¡ Δ¬ı¯∏˜… ø¬ı√…˜±Úº ’±˜±1 Ò˜«œ˚˛ ’Ú≈á¬±Ú ‚±˝◊√√Õfl¡

¬Û≈1n∏¯∏À1 ·øÍ¬Ó¬, ø˙é¬±Ú≈á¬±Ú¸˜”˝√√ ¬ıU˘±—À˙ ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1 ¡Z±1±

¬Ûø1‰¬±ø˘Ó¬, ’±˜±1 1±Ê√ÕÚøÓ¬fl¡ √˘¸˜”˝√√1 ÚœøÓ¬-øÚX«±1Ì

¸ø˜øÓ¬Ó¬ Ú±1œ1 õ∂øÓ¬øÚøÒQ ŒÓ¬ÀÚ˝◊√√ Ú·Ú…º ¤ÀÚ Î¬◊√±˝√√1Ì

Œ√Ò±1 ’±ÀÂ√º ¤˝◊√√ ¸fl¡À˘±À¬ı±1 fl¡˜«fl¡±G ’±˜±1

˜±Ú¸øfl¡Ó¬±1 ‘√ø©Üfl¡È≈¬ õ∂øÓ¬Ù¬˘Úº ˝◊√√˚˛±1 Î¬◊¬Ûø1› ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1

õ∂±Ò±Ú…1 ˜±Úø¸fl¡Ó¬±1 ¬ı±À¬ı˝◊√√ wn∏Ì ˝√√Ó¬…±, Úª-Ê√±Ó¬fl¡

˝√√Ó¬…±, Ú±1œ1 ›¬Û1Ó¬ ¬Û±ø1¬ı±ø1fl¡ ’Ó¬…±‰¬±1, Œ˚ÃÓ≈¬fl¡-

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Ê√øÚÓ¬ ˝√√Ó¬…±, ¬Û≈ø˘‰¬œ Œ˝√√1±‰¬Ó¬Ó¬ ˜‘Ó≈¬…, Ò¯∏«Ì,

¸ij±Ú1é¬±1 ˝√√Ó¬…± [Honour Killing] ’±1n∏ ¤ÀÚ Ò1Ì1

’Ú… ˙±øô¶1 ‚È¬Ú± ‚øÈ¬ Ô±øfl¡¬ı ¬Û±ø1ÀÂ√º

Î¬– 1±˜ ˜ÀÚ±˝√√1 Œ˘±ø˝√√˚˛±˝◊√√ ’±˜±1 ¸±˜±øÊ√fl¡

Δ¬ı¯∏˜…1 ø¬ı¯∏˚˛fl¡ Δ˘ Î¬◊À~‡Úœ˚˛ ø‰¬ôL±-‰¬‰«¬± fl¡ø1øÂ√˘º ŒÓ¬›“

1±˜±˚˛Ì1√ ¸œÓ¬± ’±1n∏ ˜˝√√±ˆ¬±1Ó¬1 Œ^Ã¬Û√œ1 ‰¬ø1S ≈√øÈ¬1

Ó≈¬˘Ú±Rfl¡ ø¬ıÀù≠¯∏Ì fl¡ø1øÂ√˘º ¸œÓ¬± ’ª˘±, ø¬ıÚ˚˛œ,

¶§±˜œ¬Û1±˚˛Ì±º ¸œÓ¬± ˙1œ1 ’±1n∏ ˜Ú1 ø¶ß*Ó¬±1,

¬ÛøªSÓ¬±1 õ∂Ó¬œfl¡º Œ^Ã¬Û√œ ¸œÓ¬±Ó¬Õfl¡ ¬ıU Œé¬SÓ¬

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Ú±1œø¬ıÀ¡Z¯∏ Î¬◊øMê√1 õ∂øÓ¬¬ı±À√À1º Œfl¡ª˘ ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏1

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Ê√ÚÓ¬±1 ¸˜≈‡Õ˘ ’±·¬ıÏ¬ˇ±˝◊√√ ø√¬ı ˘±ø·¬ıº Úª-¸±—¶‘®øÓ¬fl¡

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fl¡1±1 ˜±Úø¸fl¡Ó¬± ·øÏ¬ˇ¬ı ˘±ø·¬ıº Ó¬±À1±¬Ûø1 Œ¬ıø‰¬ˆ¬±·

Œé¬SÀÓ¬ Œ˚ÃÚ-Î¬◊»¬ÛœÎ¬ˇÚ ’±À¬Û±Ú ¬Ûø1˚˛±˘ÀÓ¬ øÚÊ√1

’±Pœ˚˛1 ¡Z±1±˝◊√√ ¸—‚øÈ¬Ó¬ ˝√√˚˛º ¬Ûø1˚˛±˘1 ¸ij±Ú1 fl¡Ô±

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¬ÛœøÎ¬ˇÓ¬±˝◊√√ ¤ÀÚ ‚È¬Ú±1 Ù¬˘¶§1+À¬Û ˜±Úø¸fl¡ˆ¬±Àª

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Œ˙¯∏ fl¡Ô±Ó¬ ¤fl¡ Ê√Ú-Ê√±·1Ì ’ø¬ı˝√√ÀÚ ¤ÀÚ Úª

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Ê±˘≈fl¡¬ı±1œ – ¤fl¡ ’Ú≈ˆ¬ª1 õ∂¸ª Œ¬ı√Ú±

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Œ¸˝◊ √ √ÀÈ¬± Œfl¡±ª± Œ˜±1 ¬ÛÀé¬ ¸yª Ú˝√ √˚˛º øfl¡˚˛ÀÚ±

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ø√Ú ·í˘

‡— ≈√‡ ˝√√“±ø˝√√À¬ı±1 ’±26√±ø√Ó¬ ˝√√í˘

¸fl¡À˘± ’±È«¬º

øfl¡ ‡—, øfl¡ ˝√√“±ø˝√√

øfl¡ ≈√‡, øfl¡ ø¬ı˘±¬Û

¸fl¡À˘± ¤øÓ¬˚˛± fl¡˘± ’±1n∏ fl¡˘±º

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‡¬ı1± fl¡±·Ê√1 ˘·Ó¬ ‚øÚá¬ ¸•§g ÚÔfl¡±Ó¬ ’±1n∏ ”√1Ó¬ Ôfl¡±

fl¡±˜Ó¬ ’˝√√±-Œ˚±ª± fl¡ø1 Ô±øfl¡¬ı ˘·± Œ˝√√±ª±Ó¬ ¤ ◊√√ Œ¸±Ì±˘œ

Ê√ ˛ôLœ Î¬◊»¸ª1 Œfl¡±ÀÚ± Î¬◊ ƒ‚±À˜ ◊√√ Œ¬Û±ª± Ú±øÂ√À˘±º ˝√√Í¬±» 22

˜±‰«¬1 1±øÓ¬ ¤Ê√Ú øõ∂ ˛ ¬ıg≈ 1+¬Û˜ Œ¬ıÊ√¬ı1n∏ª±1 Œ˚±À· ¤ ◊√√ ≈-¸—¬ı±√

¬Û± ◊√√ ÚÕÔ ’±Úμ ˘øˆ¬ Œ˜±1 ¤¸˜ ˛1 ¸ √√¬Û±Í¬œ Œ√ªøÊ√» ˙•ú«±

[Ê√±¬Û±Ú], ‰¬μÚ ˆ¬±≈√1œ, Œ√ªøõ∂ ˛ √±¸, 1+¬Û˜ ’±1n∏ ˜ ◊√√ ¤Àfl¡˘·

Δ √ 23 ˜±‰¬«√1 ’±À¬ıø˘ 1Ú— Â√±S±¬ı±¸Ó¬ Î¬◊¬Ûø¶öÓ¬ ˝√√›“º ’±ø˜ ¤ ◊√√

¬Û±“‰¬Ê√Ú ’±øÊ√ õ∂±˚ ‰¬ø~˙ ¬ıÂ√11 ¬ı…ªÒ±Ú1 ’ôLÓ¬ ·± ø· Δ √√ÀÂ√“±ø √√

ñ ¸fl¡À˘±1 ≈‡1 ’±1n∏ ˙1œ11 ’ª ˛¬ı ¸˘øÚ Δ √√ÀÂ√ ñ ’±1n∏

Œ¸ ◊√√ ø√Ú1 ø‰¬Ú±fl¡œ ≈‡Àfl¡ ◊√√‡Ú ’±øÊ√ ’±1n∏ fl¡±À1± Ú± ◊√√º ‰¬fl≈¡1 ’±·Ó¬

’±·1 Â√ø¬ıÀ¬ı±1 ˆ¬“±ø˝√√ ’±ø˝√√øÂ√˘º Â√±S±¬ı±¸ÀÈ¬± õ∂± ˛ ¤Àfl¡ ’±ÀÂ√º

ŒÓ¬øÓ¬ ˛± ¤ø1À˚±ª± ¸1n∏ ¸1n∏ ·Â√À¬ı±1 ’±øÊ√ ¬ı±øÏ¬ˇ ¬ı±øÏ¬ˇ Î¬±„√√1 ˝√√í˘

¤Ê√ÀÚ fl¡íÀ˘- ì·Â√À¬ı±À1 ◊√√ ¬ı≈Ï¬ˇ± ˝√√í˘º ’±ø˜ Ú˝√√˜ÀÚ∑î ◊√√ Œ˚Ú

õ∂fl‘¡øÓ¬1 ø‰¬1ôLÚ ¸Ó¬… fl¡Ô±º

ø˚ø√Ú± Â√±S±¬ı±¸ ¤ø1 Δ·√√øÂ√À˘± Œ˙ ∏¬ı±11 ¬ı±À¬ı ˘·Ó¬

Δ˘ Δ·øÂ√À˘± Ú±Ú± ˜Ò≈1 ¶ú‘øÓ¬ ’±1n∏ ˘·Ó¬ øÚøÂ√À˘± Â√±S±¬ı±¸1

¬Ù≈¬˘øÚ1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬ Ôfl¡± Œ˜±˜± ◊√√ Ó¬± ≈ œ ·Â√ÀÊ√±¬Û±1 ¤È¬± ¸1n∏ ¬Û≈ø˘

’±1n∏ ø¬ı√±˚˛ ¬Û1Ó¬ ŒÓ¬±˘± Œ˝√√±À©Ü˘1 ¤‡Ú ¢∂n¬Û Ù¬ÀÈ¬±¢∂±Ù¬º

øÚÊ√˝√√√±ÀÓ¬ Œ˜±˜± ◊√√ Ó¬± ≈ œ ·Â√ÀÊ√±¬Û± ŒÓ¬Ê√¬Û≈11 ‚1Ó¬ 1n∏ ◊√√øÂ√À˘±º

¬ı±øÏ¬ˇ ¬ı±øÏ¬ˇ ¤ø√Ú ·Â√ÀÊ√±¬Û± Î¬±„√√À1± Δ˝√√øÂ√˘º ¬ıUø√ÚÕ˘Àfl¡ Òø1

Â≈√øÈ¬Ó¬ ’±ø˝√√À˘ ¬ı±1±μ±Ó¬ ¬ıø˝√√ ¬ıø˝√√ ’±· Œ‰¬±Ó¬±˘Ó¬ Ôfl¡± Œ˜±˜± ◊√√

Ó¬± ≈ œÀÊ√±¬Û±Õ˘ ‰¬± ◊√√ ‰¬± ◊√√ Ó¬»˜ ˛ Δ˝√√ ˚±› ¬Û≈1øÌ ¶ú‘øÓ¬Ó¬º ¤ø√Ú

˝√√ ˛ÀÓ¬± ’±¬Ûƒ√±˘ Ú±¬Û± ◊√√ ¤ ◊√√ ·Â√ÀÊ√±¬Û±› ˜ø1 Ô±øfl¡˘º ¬ıÓ«¬˜±Ú

‚1Ó¬ ŒÓ¬øÓ¬ ˛± Δ˘ Œ˚±ª± ø¬ı√± ˛ Œ¬ı˘±Ó¬ ŒÓ¬±˘± ¢∂n¬Û Ù¬ÀÈ¬±‡Ú

¤øÓ¬ ˛±› ’±ÀÂ√º ’±øÊ√ 23 ±‰«¬1 ’±À¬ıø˘ ·±Î¬ˇœ1 ¬Û1± ≈√ª±1 ‡≈ø˘

’±·¬ıÏ¬ˇ± ◊√√ øÚÀ˘ ¬ıÓ«¬˜±Ú ¤ ◊√√ Â√±S¬ı±¸1 ’±ª±¸œ ¬±Ó‘¬õ∂Ó¬œ˜ ?œª

’¸˜ ’ø ¬ ±øLafl¡ ˜ √√±ø¬ı√…±˘˚1 õ∂Ô˜ Â√±S±¬ı±¸1 Œ¸±Ì±˘œ Ê√ ôLœ

Î¬◊ƒ√ ±¬ÛÚ1 ≈√øÈ¬ ¸øg˚±

1?Ú fl≈¡˜±1 ¬ÛΩ¬ÛøÓ¬

Δ¬ı˙… ◊√√º ø‰¬Ò± ø‰¬øÒ ·íÀ˘± Œ˝√√±©Ü˘1 Î¬± ◊√√øÚ— ˝√√˘Ó¬ ˚íÓ¬ ˘À·ˆ¬±À·

¤fl¡±¬Û ¤fl¡±¬Û ‰¬±˝√√ ‡±À˘± ’±·1 √À1ñ Œ˝√√±À©Ü˘1 1±gøÚfl¡ √±ø¬ı

fl¡ø1º ¤øÓ¬ ˛±› ’±ø˜ Œ˚Ú ◊√√ ˛±Ó¬ ¬ÛøÏ¬ˇ ’±ÀÂ√±º Ó¬±1 ø¬ÛÂ√Ó¬ ‰¬±À˘±

Ù≈¬˘øÚ‡ÚÓ¬ øfl¡Ê√±øÚ¬ı± ’±·1 Œ˜±˜± ◊√√ Ó¬± ≈ œÀÊ√±¬Û± ij≈‡Ó¬ Œ√‡±

¬Û±›“ ñ øfl¡c Ú±¬Û±À˘±º √√ ˛ÀÓ¬± Œ¸ ◊√√ÀÊ√±¬Û±› ¤ø√Ú ø1 Ô±øfl¡˘º

Ó¬±1 ¸˘øÚ ¬Û±À˘± ’±·1 √øé¬Ì ø√ 1 ¬Ûø1ªÀÓ«¬ Î¬◊M√√1 ø√ Ó¬ Ôfl¡±

’±Ú ¤ÀÊ√±¬Û± Œ˜±˜± ◊√√ Ó¬± ≈ œ ·Â√ñ ˝√√ ˛ÀÓ¬±¬ı± ¤ ◊√√ÀÊ√±¬Û± Ó¬±À1 ◊√√

·Ê√±ø˘º Ó¬±Àfl¡ ‰¬± ◊√√ ‰¬± ◊√√ ’±R ¸cø©Ü ˘íÀ˘±º

¸øg ˛±1 ’Ú≈á¬±Ú ’±1y √√í¬ıÕ˘ ¤øÓ¬ ˛±› ¬ıU ¬ı±fl¡œ ’±ÀÂ√º

Œ¸À ˛ ’±ø˜ ’±È¬± ◊√√Àfl¡ ◊√√Ê√Ú ø˜ø˘ ¬Û≈1Ì± Œfl¡ø∞I◊Ú‡Ú ø¬ı‰¬±ø1À˘±º

øfl¡c Ú±¬Û±À˘±º ø¬ÛÂ√Ó¬ ¤È¬± ÚÓ≈¬Ú ø¬ıøã„√√Ó¬ Œfl¡ø∞I◊Ú‡Ú ’±øª¶®±1

fl¡ø1À˘±º ’±·1 √À1 fl¡Ìœ1 ≈¬øÊ√ ˛±, Œ¬ıËÎ¬ ’±1n∏ ‰¬± √√1 ¬Û≈1Ì± Œ¸±ª±√

˘íÀ˘±º ¬Û≈1Ì± Œfl¡ø∞I◊Ú‚1ÀÈ¬± ˆ¬±ø„√√ Œ¬Û˘±À˘º ¬Û≈1Ì± Œfl¡ø∞I◊Ú‡Ú

’±øÂ√˘ ’±‰¬±˜ È¬± ◊√√¬Û1 ¤È¬± Ò≈Úœ ˛± ‚1º ’±øÊ√fl¡±ø˘ ¸fl¡À˘±ÀÓ¬

˜±S ¬Ûfl¡œ1 Î¬±„√√1 Î¬±„√√1 ‚1 Î¬◊øÍ¬ÀÂ√º ¤ ◊√√ Ò≈Úœ˚± ‚1ÀÈ¬± ø√ Œ˜1±˜øÓ¬

fl¡ø1 øÊ√1øÌ Œfl¡±Í¬± ø˝√√‰¬±À¬Û 1±ø‡À˘ Œ˝√√“ÀÓ¬Ú ŒÓ¬øÓ¬ ˛± Œ˝√√ø1ÀÈ¬Ê√

ø¬ıøã— ø˝√√‰¬±À¬ı ‰¬Ó≈¬Ó¬ ˘·± Δ˝√√ øÊ√ø˘øfl¡ Ô±øfl¡˘ ˝√√ ˛º ¤ ◊√√ ¬Û≈1Ì±

Œfl¡ø∞I◊ÚÀÓ¬ ˜˝◊√√ ¤ø√Ú 1+¬Û±˘œ Ê√˚˛ôLœ1 ¸˜˚˛Ó¬ ‰¬±˝√√-Ê√˘¬Û±Ú

‡± ◊√√øÂ√À˘± ¬Û”¬ı«1 ¤ ◊√√ fl¡À˘Ê√1 ’Ò…é¬ √±¸ &5± ‰¬±11 ·Ó¬ ¤Àfl¡‡Ú

ŒÈ¬¬ı≈ ÀÓ¬º ø¬ÛgÚ Î¬◊1ÌÓ¬ ¤Àfl¡¬ı±À1 ¸±Ò±1Ìº ˆ¬¬ı± ◊√√ Ú±øÂ√À˘± Œ˚,

ŒÓ¬À‡Ó¬ ¤Ê√Ú ”¬Ó¬¬Û”¬ı« ’Ò…é¬º Œ˚øÓ¬ ˛± øÚÀÊ√ ø‰¬Ú±fl¡œ ø√À˘ Œ˚

“I am your Ex- Principalî ŒÓ¬øÓ¬ ˛± |X±Ó¬ ”1 Œ√±“‡±À˘

’±1n∏ ˆ¬ ˛Ó¬ ≈‡ ˜G˘1 Œ‰¬À˝√√1± ¸˘øÚ Δ˝√√ 1„√√±-‰¬„√√± Δ˝√√ ¬Ûø1˘º

Œ¸ ◊√√ø√ÚÓ¬¬ øõ∂ø=¬Û±˘ ‰¬±11 ˘·Ó¬ ¸˜±ÀÚ ¸˜±ÀÚ ŒÙ¬1 ˜1± ¤È¬±

Î¬±„√√1 fl¡Ô±º

¸˜ ˛ ’±1n∏ √√±Ó¬Ó¬ Ôfl¡±Ó¬ ’±ø˜ fl¡À˘Ê√ ø¬ıã„√√1 ±ÀÊ√À1

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Œ˚±ª± 1±ô¶±˝◊√√ø√ Œ‡±Ê√ fl¡±øÏ¬ˇ ¤È¬± √œ‚˘ ¬Û±fl¡ ˜±ø1À˘±º

’±È¬± ◊√√Àfl¡Ê√Ú ø˜ø˘ ’ôL1e ’±˘±¬Û ’±À˘±‰¬Ú±À1 ’±·¬ı±øÏ¬ˇÀ˘±º

¤ÀÚÀ˝√√ ˘±ø·˘ Œ˚, Ó¬±˝√√±øÚ fl¡±˘1 ’±À¬ıø˘ Œfl¡ ◊√√È¬± ’±øÊ√ ¬Û≈Ú1

‚”ø1 ’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√ ’±˜±1 ˜±Ê√Õ˘º øõ∂øk¬Û±˘ ‰¬±1 Î¬0 “ ¤‰¬ øÎ¬ ·Õ·

’±1n∏ õ∂ÀÙ¬‰¬±1 Œ√ª¬ıËÓ¬ Œ·±¶§±˜œ ‰¬±1 fl¡˘1 ¬ı √√±-fl¡é¬ Œfl¡ ◊√√È¬± ¬ı±ø √√11

¬Û1±˝◊√√ ˆ”¬ø˜øfl¡˚˛±˝◊√ √ ‰¬±À˘±º ‰¬±1 Œfl¡˝◊√√Ê√Ú1 ·±Î¬ˇœ ¬Û±fl«¡ fl¡1±

Í¬± ◊√√À¬ı±À1±ÀÓ¬± ‰¬fl≈¡ Ù≈¬1±À˘±º øõ∂øk¬Û±˘ ‰¬±11 ¬Û±Ó¬˘ Úœ˘± ‰¬±Ù¬±

¤À•§‰¬±√1 fl¡±1‡Ú õ∂ÀÙ¬‰¬±1 Œ·±¶§±˜œ ‰¬±11 øÙ¬À ˛È¬‡Ú1 fl¡Ô± ÚÕ˘

’±ø˝√√˘ ˚íÓ¬ ‰¬±À1 Ú±Ú± Ò1Ì1 ¬Û1œé¬±-øÚ1œé¬± fl¡ø1øÂ√˘º ¸fl¡À˘±

¤Àfl¡ ’±ÀÂ√ ˜±S ≈√À ˛± ‰¬±1 ’±øÊ√ ’±1n∏ ’±˜±1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬ Ú± ◊√√º øfl¡c

Â√±S ¸fl¡˘fl¡ ø√ Œ˚±ª± Î¬◊¬ÛÀ√˙ ¸ ” √√ fl¡±ÀÌ fl¡±ÀÌ ¤øÓ¬ ˛±› ˆ¬±“ø˝√√

’±À˝√√ ’±1n∏ fl¡˚˛º ìŒÓ¬±˜±À˘±Àfl¡ ‡±ø˘ ≈√©Ü±ø˘À˝√√ fl¡1±ñ ¬ÛÏ¬ˇ±

qÚ±Ó¬ ¤Àfl¡¬ı±À1 ˜Ú øÚø√ ˛±îº

Ó¬±1 ø¬ÛÂ√Ó¬ ‰¬fl≈¡ Ù≈¬1±À˘± Œ¸ ◊√√ ≈μ1 ø¬ıÀÓ¬±ÛÚ øõ∂ø=¬Û±˘

‰¬±11 ’±‰¬±˜ È¬± ◊√√¬Û1 ‚1ÀÈ¬± ”√11 ¬Û1±º ¤ ◊√√ÀÈ¬± ¤È¬± ’±‰¬±˜ È¬± ◊√√¬Û

’±ø «√√1 ¤È¬± ≈μ1 øÚ√ «Úº ¤ ◊√√ÀÈ¬± Œ˚Ú Œfl¡øÓ¬ ˛±› ˆ¬„√√± Œ˜˘±

Úfl¡À1º Œ˝√√ø1ÀÈ¬Ê√ ø¬ıøã— ø˝√√‰¬±À¬ı ’±ÀÓ¬±˘ÀÓ¬±˘Õfl¡ 1±À‡

˚±ÀÓ¬¡˚íÓ¬ ¤ø√Ú ¬Û”¬ı«1 øõ∂ø=¬Û±˘ ¸fl¡À˘ ¬ı¸¬ı±¸ fl¡ø1øÂ√˘º

øõ∂ø=¬Û±˘ ·Õ· ‰¬±À1› ¤ ◊√√ ’±‰¬±˜ È¬± ◊√√¬Û1 ‚1À¬ı±1 ’øÓ¬ ˆ¬±˘

¬Û± ◊√√øÂ√˘º ¤ÀÚÀÓ¬ 1±ô¶±ÀÓ¬ Œ¬Û±ª± ’±√˝√√œ ˛± ≈√·1±fl¡œ ˜±Úfl¡ Ó¬œÑ

‘√ø©ÜÀ1 ‰¬±À˘± øfl¡Ê√±øÚ¬ı± ø‰¬øÚÀfl¡ ¬Û±›“º øfl¡c ¸˝√√“±ø1 ¤Àfl¡±

Ú±¬Û±À˘±º ¤ÀÚÀÓ¬ ¸øg˚˛± Œ˝√√±ª±Ó¬ ˜≈fl¡ø˘ ˜=Õ˘ ¬ı≈ø˘ Î¬◊ˆ¬øÓ¬

’±À˝√√± º Ó¬±ÀÓ¬ øfl¡Â≈√˜±ÀÚ ¬Û”¬ı«1 ’øˆ¬:Ó¬±1 ø¬ı ∏À ˛ fl¡íÀ˘º ’±˜±1

Ù¬±˘1 ¬Û1±› Œ˜±Àfl¡ Î¬◊‰¬Ó¬±À˘ ˘·1 Œfl¡ ◊√√Ê√ÀÚ ≈-’± ∏∏±1 fl¡í¬ıÕ˘º

”¬˘-qXÀ1 ◊√√—1±Ê√œÀÓ¬ fl¡íÀ˘±º ’±·1 ¬ıMê√± Œfl¡ ◊√√Ê√ÀÚ fl¡Ô± Δfl¡

Δfl¡ “√√Uª± ◊√√øÂ√ º ◊√√ ¤È¬± ’øÓ¬ øÚ1 ∏ ±Ú≈ √√º Œ√‡±fl¡ Œ√ø‡ Œfl¡Ó≈¬ø1À1±

·± Î¬◊øÍ¬˘º ’±Ú1 ¬Û1± Ò±1 fl¡ø1 ’Ú± øÓ¬øÚÈ¬±˜±Ú ·“±Ê√± fl¡íÀ˘±

øfl¡c Œfl¡±ÀÚ±›“ Ú±˝“√√±ø˝√√À˘ ñ Œfl¡±ª±1 ˆ¬±ª ˆ¬—·œ ¤Àfl¡¬ı±À1˝◊√√

Œ¬ı ˛± √√í¬ı˘±º ·ÀÓ¬ fl¡íÀ˘± ŒÓ¬øÓ¬ ˛± œ√‚˘œ ˛± √√1Ó¬±˘ fl¡ø1 Œ¬Û±ª±

Œ‡˘ ¬ÛÔ±1‡Ú1 fl¡Ô±, ’±¬ı±¸ ˆ¬ªÚ1 ¤Ê√Úœ˚˛± Œfl¡±Í¬±1 fl¡Ô±,

˝◊√√Î¬◊øÚ˚˛Ú ø¬ıøã„√√1 fl¡Ô±, fl¡À˘Ê√1 ¤fl¡Ó¬± fl¡Ô± ’±1n∏ fl¡íÀ˘±

Î¬◊»¸±ø˝√√Ó¬ fl¡ø1¬ı1 ¬ı±À¬ı ¤ ◊√√ fl¡À˘Ê√1 ¤Ê√Ú õ∂±Mê√Ú Î¬◊;˘ Â√±S1

fl¡Ô± ø˚Ê√ÀÚ Î¬◊ø1 ∏…±Ó¬ Î¬◊2‰¬ ¬Û «± ˛Ó¬ ¬ı« ¬±1Ó¬œ ˛ õ∂˙±¸øÚfl¡ ø¬ı ∏ ˛±

ø˝√√‰¬±À¬ı fl¡± «…øÚ¬ı«±˝√√ fl¡ø1 ’±ÀÂ√ Ú±˜ ñ ˆ¬±¶®1ÀÊ√…±øÓ¬ ˙•ú«±º ˝√√±Ó¬

‰¬±¬Ûø1 ¤È¬±› Ú±¬Û±À˘±º Œ¬ı±Òfl¡À1± Œ˜±1 fl¡Ô±À¬ı±1 Œfl¡±ÀÚ±›“ ˆ¬±˘

Ú±¬Û±À˘º ¬ıUÓ¬À1 Ú±˜ í¬ıÕ˘ ¬ı±øfl¡ Ô±øfl¡˘ ˜ ˛1 ’ˆ¬±ª1 ¬ı±À¬ıº

’ôLÓ¬ ’±ø˝√√ ·1œ ˛± Œfl¡ ◊√√Ê√Ú1 ›‰¬1Ó¬ ’±˜Ú-øÊ˜ÚÕfl¡ ¬ıø˝√√À˘±º

ŒÓ¬›“À˘±fl¡ Ê√±À„√√±√√1 ‡± ◊√√ Î¬◊øÍ¬˘ ’±1n∏ fl¡íÀ˘ ìÓ≈¬ø˜ ˜Ê√˘œ ˛±ø¬ıÒ1

Δ˝√√ ¸1n∏ ≈‡Ó¬ ◊√√˜±Ú Î¬±„√√1 fl¡Ô± ˘í˘±î Î¬◊M√√1 ø√À˘± Œ˚,

øÚÀÊ√ ŒÚ±ª±ø1À˘› ¬ı± ˜Ê√˘œ˚˛± ø¬ıÒ1 ˝√√íÀ˘› Î¬◊M√√1 ¬¬Û≈1n∏¯∏fl¡

’±˜±Ó¬Õfl¡ Î¬◊2‰¬ ô¶1Ó¬ Œ˚±ª±1 ’±fl¡±∫±1 fl¡Ô± fl¡íÀ˘ Œfl¡±Ú‡Ú

1±˜± ˛Ì ¬ı± ˜˝√√±ˆ¬±1Ó¬ ’qX ˝√√í¬ıº ¬ıÓ«¬˜±Ú ¬Ûø1À¬ı˙ ¸˘øÚ Δ˝√√ÀÂ√

ñ ˆ¬1Ó¬¬ı ∏«1 ’±Ú ’±Ú ø˙é¬±Ú≈á¬±Ú1 ˘·Ó¬ ’±ø˜› ŒÙ¬1 ˜±ø1¬ı

¬Û1± ˝√√í¬ı ˘±ø·¬ıº ◊√√˜±ÚÀÓ¬ fl¡Ô± ¸±˜ fl¡±øÈ¬À˘º ˜=Ó¬ fl¡± « ”‰¬œ

’±1y ˝√√í˘º ›‰¬1À1 ¸1n∏ ¸1n∏ ˘í1±-ŒÂ√±ª±˘œÀ˚˛ õ∂√˙«Ú fl¡1±

Œˆ¬±1Ó¬±˘ Ú‘Ó¬… ’±1n∏ ø¬ıU Ú‘Ó¬… ’±ø√ ’øÓ¬ ÀÚ±˜ √√± ’±øÂ√ º ¬Û˘˜

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‰¬fl≈¡ ≈√È¬± Œ√ø‡ ’±1n∏ ˜±Ó¬ÀÈ¬± qøÚ ŒÓ¬›“fl¡ ¬ı1 ø‰¬Ú±øfl¡ ø‰¬Ú±øfl¡

Œ˚Ú ±ø·øÂ√˘º fl¡í1¬ı±Ó¬ Œ˚Ú ±Ú≈˝√√Ê√Úfl¡ Œ√ø‡ÀÂ“√±, fl¡í1¬ı±Ó¬ Œ˚Ú

Œ√ø‡ÀÂ√“±º øfl¡c fl¡íÓ¬ Œ√ø‡øÂ√À˘± ˜ÚÓ¬ Ú¬ÛÀ1º ˆ¬±ø¬ıÀ˘± Œ˜±À1˝◊√√

˜Ú1 ≈¬˘º ÷ù´11 ¬Û‘øÔªœÓ¬ øfl¡˜±Ú ±Ú≈ √√ Œ√ø‡¬ıÕ˘ ¤Àfl¡º ¬ıMê√‘Ó¬±1

Œ·±ÀÈ¬˝◊√√ø‡øÚ ¸˜˚˛ Œfl¡ª˘ ˜±Ú≈˝√√Ê√Ú1 fl¡Ô±Àfl¡ ˆ¬±ø¬ı ’±øÂ√À˘“±º

Œ˜±1 ¬Ûø1¬ı±1 |±ªôLœÀ˚˛ fl¡±¯∏Ó¬ ¬ıø˝√√ ·˜ ¬Û±˝◊√√øÂ√˘ ˜˝◊√√ øfl¡¬ı±

ˆ¬±ø¬ı ’±ÀÂ“√± ¬ı≈ø˘º Ù≈¬‰¬Ù≈¬‰¬± ◊√√ øÒÀ˘, ëë ◊√√ ±Ú øfl¡ ø‰¬ôL± fl¡ø1 ’±Â√±∑î

ë¤˝◊√√ ¶§±˜œÊ√Úfl¡ ˝◊√√˜±Ú ø‰¬Ú±øfl¡ ø‰¬Ú±øfl¡ ˘±ø·ÀÂ√º øfl¡c fl¡íÓ¬ ˘·

¬Û±˝◊√√øÂ√À˘± ˜ÚÓ¬ Ú¬ÛÀ1- ˜˝◊√√ fl¡íÀ˘±º ìøÚ(˚˛ ’¸˜Ó¬ ˘·

¬Û±˝◊√√øÂÀ˘±º ˜±Ú≈˝√√Ê√ÀÚ ˆ¬±˘ ˝◊√√—1±Ê√œ fl¡˚˛ ˚ø√› fl¡Ô±À¬ı±1Ó¬

’¸˜œ˚˛± ¸≈1 ¤È¬± ’±ÀÂ√ºî |±ªôLœÀ˚˛ fl¡íÀ˘º

|±ªôLœÀ˚˛ ˆ¬±1Ó¬œ˚˛ ˜±Ú≈˝√√1 fl¡Ô± qøÚ Œfl¡±Ú õ∂À√˙1 ˜±Ú≈˝√√

Δfl¡ ø√¬ı ¬Û1± ◊√√ ’±·ÀÓ¬ Œ√ø‡ÀÂ√±º ¤¬ı±1 |œÚ·11 Œ1©Ü≈1±“ ¤‡ÚÓ¬

¬ıø˝√√ ‡±˝◊√ Ô±Àfl¡±ÀÓ¬ ŒÓ¬›“ Œ˜±fl¡ Δfl¡øÂ√˘, ëëŒ¸Ã Œ˚ fl¡±À¬Û±˘ƒÀÈ¬±

Œ√ø‡Â√± ŒÓ¬›“À˘±fl¡√ øÚ(˚˛ ¬ı„√√±˘œºî

ìŒfl¡ÀÚÕfl¡ Ê√±øÚ˘±∑î

ì˜±Ú≈˝√Ê√ÀÚ Œ‡±ª±1 ’Î«¬±1 ø√›“ÀÓ¬ ë√±˘-˜±‡øÚí ø¬ı‰¬±ø1øÂ√˘,

ë√±˘-˜±‡ƒøÚí ø¬ı‰¬1± Ú±øÂ√˘º ’¸˜œ˚˛± ’±1n∏ ¬ı„√√±˘œ ˜±Ú≈À˝√√À˝√√

ŒÓ¬ÀÚÕfl¡ fl¡˚˛ºî

’˘¬Û ¬Û±Â√ÀÓ¬ ˜±Ú≈˝√√˝√√±À˘ ¬ı±—˘±Ó¬ fl¡Ô± ¬ÛÓ¬± qøÚøÂ√À˘“±º

|±ªôLœ1 fl¡Ô±¯∏±1 qøÚ ˜À˚˛± ˆ¬±ø¬ıÀ˘±“ ¶§±˜œÊ√œ1 fl¡Ô± Œfl¡±ª±

Ï¬—ÀÈ¬± ’˘¬Û ’¸˜œ˚˛± ˜±Ú≈˝√√1 øÚø‰¬Ú± ˝√√˚˛º ŒÓ¬ÀÚ˝√√íÀ˘ ŒÓ¬›“fl¡

˜˝◊√√ ’¸˜Ó¬ ˘· ¬Û±˝◊√√øÂ√À˘± ŒÚøfl¡∑ øfl¡c ˜˝◊√√ ’¸˜ ¤1± øfl¡˜±Ú

¬ıÂ√1 ˝√√í˘! ˝◊√√˜±Ú ¬ıÂ√11 ø¬ÛÂ√ÀÓ¬± Ê√±ÀÚ± fl¡±À1±¬ı±fl¡ ø‰¬øÚ¬ı ¬Û±ø1∑

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Ó¬±ÀÓ¬ ˚ø√ ˜≈‡‡Ú Î¬±øÏ¬ˇ Œ·“±ÀÙ¬À1 ˆ¬1± ˝√√˚˛º

¬ıMê√ ‘Ó¬±1 Œ˙¯∏Ó¬ ¶§±˜œÊ√œÀ˚˛ Δfl¡øÂ√˘ Œ˚ øÚÊ√Àfl¡

¸˜…fl¡ˆ¬±Àª Ê√Ú±ÀÈ¬±Àª˝◊√ √ ¬Û±1˜±øÔ«fl¡ :±Ú1 õ∂Ô˜ ¸À¬Û±Úº

’±R±Ú—ø¸øXº ¬ı±˝◊√√À¬ı˘ÀÓ¬± Δfl¡ÀÂ√, ìKnow thyself î !’±1øÓ¬1 ¬Û±Â√Ó¬ Œ¬ıøÂ√ˆ¬±· ˜±Ú≈˝√√ Ó¬˘1 Î¬±˝◊√√øÚ— ˝√√˘Õ˘ õ∂¸±√

‡±¬ıÕ˘ ·í˘º ’±‰¬˘ÀÓ¬ ¬ıUÓ¬ ±Ú≈˝√√ ¬ı±1 ¬¬ıÊ√±1 ’±À· ’±À· ’±À˝√√

õ∂¸±√ ‡±¬ı1 fl¡±1ÀÌ˝◊√√º õ∂±Ô«Ú± ‚1Ó¬ ŒÓ¬øÓ¬˚˛± øfl¡Â≈√˜±Ú ˜±Ú≈À˝√√

¶§±˜œÊ√œ1 ˘·Ó¬ fl¡Ô± ¬Û±øÓ¬ ’±øÂ√˘º ˜˝◊√√ ›‰¬1 ‰¬±ø¬Û õ∂Ì±˜ fl¡ø1

¶§±˜œÊ√œfl¡ Œ˜±1 Ú±˜ÀÈ¬± fl¡íÀ˘“± ’±1n∏ ˜˝◊√√ Œ˚ ’¸˜1 ˜±Ú≈˝√√ Œ¸˝◊√√

fl¡Ô± Δfl¡ ¸≈øÒÀ˘“±, ì ¶§±˜œÊ√œ, ’±À¬Û±Ú±fl¡ ¬ı±1n∏ Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛±¬ı± ˘·

¬Û±˝◊√√øÂ√À˘±“ ŒÚøfl¡∑î øÚø˘«5 ‰¬±ªøÚÀ1 ¶§±˜œÊ√œÀ˚˛ ˙±ôLˆ¬±Àª fl¡íÀ˘

ìfl¡íÓ¬±, Œ˜±1 Œ√À‡±Ú ’±À¬Û±Ú±fl¡ ˘·À¬Û±ª± ˜ÚÓ¬ Ú¬ÛÀ1îº

¤ÀÚÀÓ¬ øμ11 fl¡˜«fl¡Ó«¬± ¤Ê√ÀÚ ’±ø˝√√ ¶§±˜œÊ√œfl¡ øfl¡¬ı± ¤¯∏±1

fl¡íÀ˘ø˝√√º ¶§±˜œÊ√œÀ˚˛ ìŒ˜±fl¡ é¬˜± fl¡ø1¬ı , ø¬ÛÂ√Ó¬ ’±Àfl¡Ã · ¬Û±˜

¬ı≈ø˘ Δfl¡ ’±“Ó¬ø1 ·í˘º

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Œ˜±1 ¬Û1± ˝◊√√26√± fl¡ø1 øfl¡¬ı± ¤È¬± ˘≈fl≈¡ª±¬ı ‡≈øÊ√ÀÂ√º ˜˝◊√√ ø‰¬øÚ Œ¬Û±ª±

˜øμ11 ¬õ∂í¢∂±˜ fl¡ø˜øÈ¬1 ±Ú≈ √√ ¤Ê√Ú ›‰¬1ÀÓ¬ ’±øÂ√˘º ◊√√ ŒÓ¬›“fl¡

¶§±˜œÊ√œ fl¡í1 ˜±Ú≈˝√√ ¸≈øÒÀ˘“±º ŒÓ¬›“ fl¡íÀ˘ Œ˚ ¶§±˜œÊ√œ ŒÈ¬'±Â√1

Œfl¡±ÀÚ±¬ı± ¤‡Ú Í¬±˝◊√√Ó¬ Ô±Àfl¡º Œfl¡±ÀÚ±¬ı± ¤È¬± Ò˜«œ˚˛ ’Ú≈á¬±Ú1

Œ˚±À·ø√ ¬ıMê√‘Ó¬± ø√¬ı ’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√º ˜˝◊√√ ¸≈øÒÀ˘±“, ìŒÓ¬À‡Ó¬1 ’±‰¬˘

Ú±˜ÀÈ¬± øfl¡ Ê√±ÀÚÀÚ∑î

˜±Ú≈ √√Ê√ÀÚ ø˜ø‰¬øfl¡ ˛± ◊√√ √√±“ø √√ Î¬◊M√√1 ø√À˘, ìÚ±Ê√±ÀÚ±º Ê√±øÚÀ˘›

¸Ú…±¸œ1 ¸Ú…±¸ ¢∂˝√√Ì fl¡1±1 ’±·1 Ú±˜ Œfl¡±ª± øÚÀ¯∏Òºî

‚1Õ˘ ’±ø˝√√ ¶§±˜œ øÚ˜«˘±Úμ1 fl¡Ô±Àfl¡ ˆ¬±ø¬ı ’±øÂ√À˘±º

Œfl¡±ÀÚ±¬ı± ø‰¬øÚ Œ¬Û±ª± Œ˚Ú ˘·± ˜±Ú≈˝√√ ¤Ê√Ú1 Ú±˜ÀÈ¬± ˜ÚÓ¬

Œ¬Û˘±¬ı ŒÚ±ª±ø1À˘ ø˚ ’¶§øô¶ √√ ˛ Œ˜±À1± Œ¸À ˛ Δ √√øÂ√ º ¶§±˜œÊ√œ1

¬ıMê√‘Ó¬± qøÚ ’±ø˜ ¸fl¡À˘±Àª ˆ¬±˘ ¬Û±˝◊√√øÂ√À˘“±º Î¬◊¬Û±¸Ú±˝◊√√ÀÓ¬±

‡≈À¬ı ◊√√ ¬±˘ ¬Û± ◊√√øÂ√ º Œ¸ ◊√√ø√Ú± ·Ò”ø˘ 7 ¬ıÊ√±Ó¬ ¶§±˜œÊ√œÀ˚ øμ1Ó¬

Œ˜±é¬ ¸Ú…±¸1 ›¬Û1Ó¬ ¤È¬± ¬ıMê√‘Ó¬± ø√¬ı ¬ı≈ø˘ 1±øÓ¬¬Û≈ª± ˜øμ1Ó¬

Œ‚±¯∏Ì± fl¡ø1øÂ√˘º ’±ø˜ øÍ¬fl¡ fl¡ø1À˘“±, Œ¸˝◊√√ ¬¬ıMê√‘Ó¬± qøÚ¬ıÕ˘

˚±˜º ¬ıMê√‘Ó¬± ˝√√í¬ı ˜øμ11 Œõ∂é¬±·‘˝√√Ó¬º Ó¬±Ó¬ õ∂±Ô«Ú± ‚11 √À1

fl¡±À¬Û«È¬1 ›¬Û1Ó¬ ¬ıø˝√√¬ı Ú±˘±À·, ’±1±˜Ó¬ ‰¬fl¡œÓ¬ ¬ıø˝√√ ¬ıMê√‘Ó¬±

qøÚ¬ı ¬Û±ø1˜º ˜±Ú≈À˝√√± ˝√√í¬ı fl¡˜º ˝√√˚˛ÀÓ¬± ¶§±˜œÊ√œ1 ˘·Ó¬ ≈√˝◊√√-

¤¯∏±1 fl¡Ô±› ¬Û±øÓ¬¬ı ¬Û±ø1˜º

¸±Ó¬ ¬ı±øÊ√¬ıÕ˘ Œ¬Û±g1 ø˜øÚÈ¬˜±Ú Ô±Àfl¡±“ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ ’±ø˜ Δ·

√√ ÀÈ¬±1 õ∂Ô˜ ±1œÓ¬ ¬ıø √√À˘±Õ·º ◊√√ ¬ıø √√À˘± ±ÀÊ√ø√ ’ √√± Œ˚±ª±

fl¡1± ¬ı±È¬ÀÈ¬±1 fl¡± ∏Ó¬ ‰¬fl¡œ ¤‡ÚÓ¬ ’±1n∏ ¬ı±fl¡œÀ¬ı±1 Œ˜±1 Œ “±ø¬ÛÀÚº

ŒÓ¬øÓ¬˚˛± =1 ›¬Û1Ó¬ øμ11 ≈√Ê√Ú˜±Ú fl¡˜«‰¬±1œÀ˚˛ øÍ¬˚˛ Δ˝√√ fl¡Ô±

¬Û±øÓ¬ ’±øÂ√˘º ≈√Ê√Ú ˜±Ú≈À˝√√ ˜±˝◊√√fl¡ ’±1n∏ Â√±Î¬◊G øÂ√À©Ü˜ÀÈ¬±

¬Û1œé¬± fl¡ø1øÂ√˘º Œ|±Ó¬±¸fl¡˘ ˘±À˝√√ ˘±À˝√√ ’±ø˝√√ Œ·±È¬

‡±˝◊√√øÂ√˘º

˝√√˘ÀÈ¬±Ó¬ ¬ı˝√√±1 ˘À· ˘À· ˝√√Í¬±ÀÓ¬ Œ˜±1 ¶ú‘øÓ¬1 ’gfl¡±1Ó¬

Œ˚Ú ˆ¬˜fl¡ fl¡À1 ¤È¬± ‰¬±øfl¡ ;ø˘ Î¬◊øÍ¬˘º ¶§±˜œ øÚ˜«˘±Úμ Ó¬±˝√√±øÚ

’±˜±Ó¬Õfl¡ ¤fl¡ Œ|Ìœ ›¬Û1Ó¬ ¬ÛÏ¬ˇ± øÚ˙±ôL Œ‰¬ÃÒ≈1œ ’Ô«±» øÚÓ≈¬ √±

Ú √√ ˛ÀÓ¬±∑ ø˚ øÚÓ≈¬√± ø¬ı ˛±¬ı±1n∏ fl¡1± ◊√√ √√Í¬±» ¤ø√Ú øÚ1n∏ÀV˙ Δ √√øÂ√ ∑

øÚÓ≈¬√±fl¡ Œ˙¯∏¬ı±1 Œ√ø‡øÂ√À˘± ¬ıU¬ıÂ√1 ’±·ÀÓ¬º Ó¬Ô±ø¬Û ¤ÀÚfl≈¡ª±

˘±ø·øÂ√˘ Œ˚Ú ¶§±˜œÊ√œ1 ‰¬fl≈¡ ≈√È¬±, Œ‡±Ê√ fl¡±È¬˘, ˜±Ó¬ÀÈ¬± ˘±À˝√√

˘±À˝√√ fl¡Ô± Œfl¡±ª±1 Ò1ÌÀÈ¬± øÚÓ≈¬√±1 ˘·Ó¬ ’æÓ¬√ Ò1ÀÌ ø˜À˘º

øÚ˙±ôL ’±1n∏ øÚ˜«˘±Úμ Ú±˜ ≈√È¬±À1± ø˜˘ ’±ÀÂ√º

’±‰¬ø1Ó¬ ¬ıd ˜±Ú≈˝√√1 ˜ÚÀÈ¬±º ˜”˝”√√Ó«¬1 øˆ¬Ó¬1ÀÓ¬ øÚÓ≈¬√±1

¶ú‘øÓ¬À¬ı±1 ¸Ê√œª Δ˝√√ Î¬◊øÍ¬ Œ˜±1 ‰¬fl≈¡1 ’±À·ø√ ˆ“¬±ø˝√√ ·í˘ º

øÚÓ≈¬√± ’±1n∏ ˜˝◊√√ ¤Àfl¡È¬± ˝√√±˝◊√¶≈®˘ÀÓ¬ ¬ÛøÏ¬ˇøÂ√À˘“±º ˝√√±˝◊√√¶≈®˘1

ø√ÚÀ1 ¬Û1± øÚÓ≈¬√± Òœ1, ø¶ö1 ’±1n∏ ¸1˘ ’±øÂ√˘º ŒÓ¬›“ ’±øÂ√˘

ÒÚœ ±Ú≈˝√√1 í1±º ÒÚœ ±Ú≈˝√√1 í1±À¬ı±1 õ∂±À˚˛ ’˝√√—fl¡±1œ, Î¬◊XÓ¬,

ø¬ı˘±¸œ ’±1n∏ ’ø¬ıÚ ˛ √√ ˛º øÚÓ≈¬√±1 øfl¡c ÒÚ Œ¬Û‰¬, Ù≈¬È¬øÚ ¤ ◊√√À¬ı±1

¤Àfl¡± Ú±øÂ√˘º ¬ÛÏ¬ˇ±-qÚ±Ó¬ ŒÓ¬›“ ’±øÂ√˘ ˜Ê√˘œ˚˛±º ˝√√±˝◊√√¶≈®˘1

›¬Û1 Œ|ÌœÓ¬ ¬ÛÀÏ¬ˇ“±ÀÓ¬ ŒÓ¬›“ ˜˝√√±R± ·±gœ1 ’±√˙« ’Ú≈¸1Ì

fl¡ø1øÂ√ º qøÚøÂ√À “± Œ¬ı±À˘ ŒÓ¬›“ ¬ıUÓ¬ ÚœøÓ¬ øÚ ˛ ±øÚ ‰¬ø˘øÂ√ º

ÒÚœ ˜±Ú≈˝√√1 ˘í1± Δ˝√√À˚˛± ŒÓ¬›“ ŒÓ¬ÀÚÕfl¡ ¸±Ò±1Ì Œ¬Û±Â√±fl¡

ø¬ÛøgøÂ√˘, ø¬ı˘±ø¸Ó¬± ’±1n∏ ¬ı±ÀÊ√ ‡1‰¬ Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛±› Úfl¡ø1øÂ√˘º

Œ˜±Ó¬Õfl¡ ›¬Û1Ó¬ ¬ÛÏ¬ˇ± ¬ı±À¬ı ˝√√±˝◊√√¶≈®˘Ó¬ ˜˝◊√√ ŒÓ¬›“fl¡ ˆ¬±˘Õfl¡

Ú±Ê√±øÚøÂ√À˘±º

˜ ◊√√ ø√~œ ø¬ıù´ø¬ı√…±˘ ˛Ó¬ ¬ÛøÏ¬ˇ Ô±Àfl“¡±ÀÓ¬ øÚÓ≈¬√± ◊√√ Œ¬ıÀ˘· ¤‡Ú

fl¡À˘Ê√Ó¬ ¤˜.¤ ¬ÛøÏ¬ˇøÂ√ º ’±ø˜ ›‰¬1± ›‰¬ø1 Œ √√±À©Ü˘Ó¬ ’±øÂ√À˘±“º

ø¬ıù´ø¬ı√…±˘˚˛1 ’¸˜œ˚˛± ˘í1±À¬ı±À1 ·ä fl¡À1“±ÀÓ¬ øÚÓ≈¬√±1 fl¡±G

fl¡±1‡±ÚÀ¬ı±11 fl¡Ô± Δfl¡ ˝√√±“ø˝√√øÂ√˘º øÚÓ≈¬√± ’±øÂ√˘ Ÿ¬ø¯∏1 √À1

øÚ˚˛±˜œº ¤øÈ¬ ’æ≥Ó¬ ˚±øLafl¡Ó¬±Ó¬ ŒÓ¬›“1 Â√±SÊ√œªÚ ’øÓ¬¬ı±ø˝√√Ó¬

Δ˝√√øÂ√˘º 1±øÓ¬¬Û≈ª± ŒÓ¬›“ ¸√±˚˛ Â√˚˛¬ıÊ√±Ó¬ Î¬◊ÀÍ¬, ¤fl¡ ø˜øÚÈ¬

’±·ÀÓ¬› Ú˝√√˚˛, ¤fl¡ ø˜øÚÈ¬ ¬Û±Â√ÀÓ¬± Ú˝√√˚˛º Œ√›¬ı±À1› Ó¬±1

¬ı…øÓ¬Sê˜ Ú˝√√˚˛º 1±øÓ¬¬Û≈ª± ¬Û±“‰¬ ¬ıÊ√±Ó¬ ¸±1 ¬Û±˝◊√√ ¤˘±˜« ¬ıÊ√±1

˘À· ˘À· ø¬ı1±È¬ Ê√±¬Û ¤È¬± ˜±ø1 øÚÓ≈¬√± ø¬ıÂ√Ú±1 ¬Û1± Î¬◊ÀÍ¬º Ó¬±1

¬Û±Â√Ó¬ øÚÓ¬…-ΔÚø˜øM√√fl¡ fl¡±˜À¬ı±1 fl¡ø1 ‰¬±À1 Â√˚˛ ¬ıÊ√±Ó¬ ’±ø˝√√ ¬ÛÏ¬ˇ±

Œ˜Ê√Ó¬ ¬ıÀ˝√√ø˝√√º ¬ıÀ “√√±ÀÓ¬› ’øÓ¬ À‰¬Ó¬Úˆ¬±Àª Œ˜1n∏√G Œ¬Û±Ú fl¡ø1

‰¬fl¡œ‡Ú1 ˘·Ó¬ øÍ¬fl¡ ÚÕ¬ıı øÎ¬¢∂œ Œfl¡±Ì fl¡ø1 ¬ıø˝√√¬ıº ¤È¬± øÚøV«©Ü

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Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛± q¬ı, Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛± Œ˚±·±¸Ú fl¡ø1¬ı, Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛± ¬Û±Í¬…¬Û≈Ô ¬ÛøÏ¬ˇ¬ı,

Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛± ¬ı±Ó¬ø1 fl¡±fl¡Ó¬ ¬ÛøÏ¬ˇ¬ı ¸fl¡À˘± øÚ˚˛˜1 ¬ı±Àg±ÚÓ¬ ¬ıg

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’±øÂ√˘º ’±Úøfl¡ ·Ò”ø˘ ’±ø˘¬ı±È¬Ó¬ Œ‡±Ê√ fl¡±øÏ¬ˇ¬ı ˚±›“ÀÓ¬›

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¬Û±1 Δ˝√√ ·í˘º øfl¡c øÚÓ≈¬√± ’±1n∏ ‚”ø1 Ú±ø˝√√˘º

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˜ ◊√√ fl¡íÀ˘±, ì˜ ◊√√ ¬±ø¬ıÀÂ√± ◊√√ ŒÓ¬“¡fl¡ fl¡í˜, ë’±À¬Û±Ú±fl¡ Œ√ø‡À˘

Œ˜±1 øÚ˙±ôL Œ‰¬ÃÒ≈1œ Ú±˜1 ¬ıg≈ ¤Ê√Ú1 fl¡Ô± ˜ÚÓ¬ ¬ÛÀ1ºí ŒÓ¬›“1

ø1À˚˛fl¡ù´Ú øfl¡ ˝√√˚˛ ‰¬±˜À‰¬±Úºî

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ì¶§±˜œ øÚ˜«˘±Úμ1 fl¡Ô±º ¤›“ Δfl¡ÀÂ√ ¶§±˜œÊ√œ1 ’±˜±1 øÚ˙±ôL

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Œ‰¬ÃÒ≈1œÀ˚˛˝◊√√ ¶§±˜œÊ√œºî |±ªôLœÀ˚˛ fl¡íÀ˘º

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øÚÊ√À1 Δ‚ÌœÀ˚˛fl¡ ’±1n∏ ¬Û≈ÀÓ¬fl¡fl¡ ¤ø1 ¬Û˘±˝◊√√ Δ·øÂ√˘ ¬ıU ¬ıÂ√1

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ìŒ˜±Àfl¡± ŒÓ¬±˜±À˘±fl¡1 fl¡Ô±1 ˆ¬±· ø√˚˛±À‰¬±Úºî

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Œ¬Û±ª± Ú±øÂ√À˘±º

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ø¬ı˜˘ ŒÊ√…±øÓ¬À˚˛ ’±g±1 ¸±·11 ¬ı≈fl¡1 ¬Û1± ¬Û±1Õ˘ ¬ıU

fl¡À©ÜÀ1 ‰¬¬Û±˝◊√√ ’±øÚÀ˘º

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Œ˚±ª± Ú±˝◊√√º

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øÍ¬fl¡Ú±˝√√œÚ ¤øÈ¬ ¸À¬Û±Ú

Ê≈√ø¬ÛÓ¬± Œ·±¶§±˜œ

‰¬Ó≈¬Ô« ¯∏±ij±ø¸fl¡, [MCA]

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Ó¬±1 ¬ı±À¬ı ≈√‡ Œ˜±1 Ú±˝◊√√ ¸˜”ø˘º

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Anti-dam protestors, fleeing workers and hugemonetary losses- these are the thoughts that cometo our minds when we think NHPC.

In the North-Eastern states of India, NHPC hasbeen on the news, and still is, since December 2003.In December 2003, National Hydroelectric PowerCorporation (NHPC) awarded the contract to builda gravity dam, named Lower Subansiri Hydroelec-tric Power Project (LSHEP), on the border of Assamand Arunachal Pradesh, in Lower Subansiri District.

Several problems arose ever since for the con-struction of this dam, which is expected to supply apower of 2000MW. The "arun of the river" powerstation, as called by NHPC, is estimated to be com-pleted by February 2014 and if completed, it will bethe largest hydroelectric project in India. The hurdlesthat LSHEP had to face include opposition and pro-tests, unavailability of land around site, landslidesand re-design. Due to unavailability of land aroundthe site, which is 2.3km upstream of Gerukamukhvillage, and landslides at the site, construction wasnot commenced until April 2007 when the site couldbe made clear for construction. When the founda-tion was only half built, the construction had to beredesigned for stability against bedrocks at an un-desired level. It took another year for the alterationin the design to be completed and in October 2008the dam's new design was accomplished. Again in2009, the construction work was frozen for the pe-riod of May-November due to floods of the Mon-soon season.

The Power FactorSanhita Baruah

8th semester (E.E.)

But the greatest hurdle came on December 16th2011 when protestors of several organization includ-ing Krishak Mukti Sangram Samiti (KMSS) and AllAssam Students' Union (AASU), hindered the dam'sconstruction work by occluding transportation ofconstruction materials to the construction site byholding demonstrations along National Highway 52.The protestors are concerned as the completion ofLSHEP will entail the destruction of almost 40square kilometers of land around it which includesthe Himalayan subtropical broadleaf forests, Hima-layan subtropical pine forests, part of the Tale Val-ley Wildlife Sanctuary, an elephant corridor and someexisting agriculture fields. The organizations reasonthat completion of the LSHEP may induce adverseecological and environmental impact to the state ofAssam since it is located downstream.

NHPC has been losing almost 4-5 crores of moneyon a daily basis due to the cessation of constructionwork by the anti-dam protestors since December2011. As a result the cost of the project has increasedto approximately Rs. 4,500 crores more than the ear-lier estimate. Since the project has already begun itwill be of a huge loss for NHPC if construction isstopped altogether.

For Hydel power stations the government of thatstate where the dam had been built, receives 15 per-cent of the power generated for free. This serves asa fee for using the resources of the state. For a statelike Arunachal Pradesh this free power is enough torun the whole state and even more than enough at

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times, to export power. In such a situation it willbe inexpedient for the government if it doesn'tlet the dam to be built. As a result the governmentof Assam has asserted that to mitigate the ill effectsof the dam on the environment and the people, mea-sures would be taken. It is also contended that thedam was required for the state's development. In2010, the per capita consumption of electricity ofIndia was almost 631kWh (kilo Watt hours) and thatof the North-Eastern states was about 222kWh. Asstrides are made in the state's development, demandfor electrical power in Assam has been ever increas-

ing. Also since Assam has fair ground water re-sources harnessing it is essential for the devel-

opment of the state. Water is a renewable resourceand its proper exploitation is required for mankindas it will lead to the uplift of the socio-economicstatus of the dwellers by providing employment.

As safety concerns have been raised and moneyhas been put in already and development of the statesis in stake, an unbiased solution will only be that thedam is built but with maximum protection and mini-mum damage to the environment and people dwell-ing near it.

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* ¸≈fl≈¡˜±1 fl¡˘± õ∂øÓ¬À˚±ø·Ó¬±Ó¬ [1967-68 ‰¬Ú]

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* Sanhita Baruah won National short story writing competition in 2013 organized by Mahaveer pub-lishers and Parlance publishers, respectively.*

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Î¬±„√√1 Œ˝√√±ª± õ∂Ò±Úœ1 ¬ı±À¬ı√√ ø¬ı‰¬Úœ‡ÀÚ ◊√√ Ò±1Ì

fl¡ø1 Î¬◊øÍ¬øÂ√˘ ¬Û‘øÔªœ1 1+¬Ûº

¤øÓ¬˚˛± Œ¸˝◊√√ ’Ó¬œÓ¬ Œfl¡±ÀÚ±¬ı± Ê√·Ó¬1

¸±Ò≈fl¡Ô± Δ √√ ¬Ûø1ÀÂ√º ø˙˘-¬ı±ø˘- ◊√√È¬±-øÂ√À˜KI◊-

¬ıÚ≈ª±, ø‰¬¤û1-¬ı±‡1, ñ ¤ ◊√√À¬ı±À1 ◊√√ Δ √√ ¬Ûø1ÀÂ√

Ê√œªÚº

’±Ò±¸Ê√± ø¬ıøã„√√1 Œ‰¬Ã √√√Õ˘ Ê≈√ ◊√√ ¬ı1Ìœ ˛±

˝◊ √ √Úíˆ¬± ¤‡Ú Œ¸±˜±˝◊ √ √ ’±ø˝√ √˘º øÈ¬ÀKI◊Î¬

ø‡ø1fl¡œº ¬ı±ø˝√√11¬Û1± Ê≈√ø˜ ‰¬±À˘› øˆ¬Ó¬1‡Ú

ŒÚÀ√ø‡º ·±Î¬ˇœ1 ≈√ª±1 ‡≈ø˘ Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±Ú Ú±ø˜

’±ø˝√√˘º ¬ı±“ √√1 øÂ√ø1À ˛ø√ Ú±ø˜ ’±ø˝√√ ˜Ó¬˘Ó¬

øÔ˚˛ Œ˝√√±ª± õ∂±Ò±ÚœÀ˚˛ Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±Úfl¡ ’±¢∂À˝√√À1

‰¬±À˘º ‰¬fl≈¡1 ‰¬Â√˜± ¸±˜±Ú… Ó¬˘-›¬Û1 fl¡ø1

Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±ÀÚ õ∂Ò±Úœfl¡ ˜±øÈ¬1 ‡¬ı1 ø√À˘º ¡Zœ¬Û1

ø¬ı˘1 ’±À˙ ¬Û±À˙ ¬ı1 Œ˘±ˆ¬Úœ˚˛ ˜”˘…Ó¬ ˜±øÈ¬ Œ¬Û±ª± Δ·ÀÂ√º

’øÓ¬øÔ ø˙Ó¬±Ú

¬ø¬ıˆ¬±ªÚ

˜øÌfl≈¡ôL˘± ˆ¬A±‰¬±˚«

¸g…± Ú±ø˜ ’±ø˝√√¬ı ‡≈øÊ√øÂ√˘º Œfl¡±ÀÚ±¬ı±˝◊√√ ¸≈˜øÔ1± ¤È¬±1

¬ı±fl¡ø˘‡Ú ¤‰¬È¬±Õfl¡ ¤1n∏ª±˝◊√√ Œ¬Û˘±˝◊√√øÂ√˘, fl≈¡U˜œ˚˛± œÓ¬˘1 Î¬◊˜±˘

‰¬±√‡øÚ1 √À1 ¬Û‘øÔªœÀ˚˛ Œ¸˝◊√√ ¬ı±fl¡ø˘Â√È¬±Àfl¡ Œ√˝√√Ó¬ Œ˜ø1˚˛±˝◊√√

Òø1øÂ√˘º ¬Û‘øÔªœ1 Œ√À˙ Œ√À˙ ø¬ı˚˛ø¬Û ¬ÛÀ1

’ô¶ø˜Ó¬ Œ¬ıø˘1 ¤ÀÚ 1˝√√Ìº

Œ‰¬Ã √√√1 øˆ¬Ó¬1Ó¬ Ó¬Ê«√±1 Œ¬ıÀ1À1 ’¶ö± ˛œÕfl¡

‚1 ¬Û±øÓ¬ Œ˘±ª± ˝√√1œÀ ˛ ¤ ◊√√ ≈√Ê√Ú1 ¬ı±À¬ı ≈√‡Ú

‰¬fl¡œ √±ø„√√ ’±øÚÀ˘º ‰¬fl¡œ ≈√‡Ú ø¸ ¤Àfl¡˘À·

Ê√±ø¬Û ’±øÚøÂ√˘, ¤øÓ¬˚˛± Œ¸˝◊√ √ ≈√‡Ú ¤‡Ú

¤‡ÚÕfl¡ ¬Û±øÓ¬ ø√ ø¸ ¬Û≈Ú1 ¸1n∏ Œ˜Ê√ ¤‡ÀÚ±

√±ø„√√ ’±øÚÀ˘Õ·º ø¸ Ê√±ÀÚ ≈√À˚˛± ‰¬±˝√√±¬ı ¤øÓ¬˚˛±

¬ıø˝√√¬ı, ’±¬Û…±˚˛Ú1 √±ø˚˛Q Ó¬±1º ø√Ú1 ø√ÚÀÈ¬±

¬ıÚ≈ª±˝“√√Ó¬1 Œfl¡±˝«√√±˘Ó¬ Ó¬±1 øÓ¬Ó¬±-Œfl¡˝“√√± ˘·±

’ª¶ö±, Œ¸˝◊√√ ¬Û¬ı«1 ¸±˜1øÌ1 ¬Û±Â√Ó¬ ≈√À˚˛±Ê√Ú

‰¬± √√±¬ı ¤ÀÚ√À1 ¬ıø √√¬ı ‡≈øÊ√À˘ ø¸ ¬ı1 ¬±˘ ¬Û± ˛º

Ó¬»ˆ¬» Œ˝√ √1n ∏ª±˝◊ √ √ ŒÓ¬›“À˘±fl¡1 ¬ı±À¬ı ø¸

Œ√Ã1±À√Ãø1 fl¡ø1 Ô±Àfl¡º

Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±ÀÚ ·±Î¬ˇœ1¬Û1± ÚÓ≈¬Ú Œ¬ÛÀfl¡È¬ ¤È¬± Δ˘

’±ø √√ Õ·º Œ¬ı—fl¡fl¡Ó¬ ŒÓ¬›“1 ø¬ıù´ô¶ ±Ú≈ √√ ’±ÀÂ√,

Œ¸˝◊√√ ¸≈¬ı±√ÀÓ¬ ˝√√±Ó¬Ó¬ ¬Ûø1ÀÂ√ø˝√√ ÚÓ≈¬Ú ˜ø√1±º

’±·ÀÓ¬› Œ‡±˘± Δ˝√√øÂ√˘ ¬ıË±˝◊√√ÀÎ¬˘ Œ1±˜±=, È¬˜

fl¡ø˘ÚÂ√ ˝◊√√Ó¬…±ø√º ’±øÊ√ ’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√ ¬ıv≈ ˝√√±ª±˝◊√√º

ø·˘±‰¬Ó¬ ¬Û±Úœ˚˛ Ï¬˘±1 fl¡fl¡ fl¡fl¡ ˙s qÚ±

·í˘º øÎ¬ø„√√Ó¬ ’˘¬Û ¬Ûø1À˘˝◊√√ Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±Ú1 øÊ√ˆ¬±

Ó¬1˘ Δ˝√√ ¬ÛÀ1 ’±1n∏ õ∂Ò±Úœ Δ˝√√ Î¬◊ÀÍ¬ õ∂fl‘¡øÓ¬1

Î¬◊¬Û±¸fl¡º

øÊ√ˆ¬±‡Ú øÓ¬˚˛±À˚˛˝◊√√ õ∂Ò±ÚœÀ˚˛ fl¡íÀ˘ñ

ì¡fl¡±˝◊√√Õ˘ ’±˜±1 ≈√Í¬±˝◊√√Ó¬ Â√±√ Ï¬±˘±˝◊√√ ’±ÀÂ√, ø√ÚÀÈ¬±1 fl¡±˜ Δ˝√√

Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±ÀÚ ·±Î¬ˇœ1¬Û1± ÚÓ≈¬Ú

Œ¬ÛÀfl¡È¬ ¤È¬± Δ˘ ’±ø˝√√˘Õ·º

Œ¬ı—fl¡fl¡Ó¬ ŒÓ¬›“1 ø¬ıù´ô¶ ˜±Ú≈˝√√

’±ÀÂ√, Œ¸˝◊√ √ ¸≈¬ı±√ÀÓ¬ ˝√ √±Ó¬Ó¬

¬Ûø1ÀÂ√ø˝ √ √ ÚÓ≈ ¬Ú ˜ø √1±º

’±·ÀÓ¬› Œ‡±˘± Δ˝√ √ øÂ √˘

¬ıË±˝◊√√ÀÎ¬˘ Œ1±˜±=, È¬˜ fl¡ø˘ÚÂ√

˝◊ √ √Ó¬…±ø√º ’±øÊ√ ’±ø˝√ √ÀÂ√ ¬ıv ≈

√√±ª± ◊√√º

ø·˘±‰¬Ó¬ ¬Û±Úœ˚˛ Ï¬˘±1 fl¡fl¡

fl¡fl¡ ˙s qÚ± ·í˘º øÎ¬ø„√√Ó¬

’˘¬Û ¬Ûø1À˘˝◊√√ Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±Ú1 øÊ√ˆ¬±

Ó¬1˘ Δ˝√√ ¬ÛÀ1 ’±1n∏ õ∂Ò±Úœ Δ˝√√

Î¬◊ÀÍ¬ õ∂fl‘¡øÓ¬1 Î¬◊¬Û±¸fl¡º

øÊ√ˆ¬±‡Ú øÓ¬ ˛±À ˛ ◊√√ õ∂Ò±ÚœÀ ˛

fl¡íÀ˘ñ

ì¡fl¡± ◊√√Õ˘ ’±˜±1 ≈√Í¬± ◊√√Ó¬ Â√±√

Ï¬±˘±˝◊√√ ’±ÀÂ√, ø√ÚÀÈ¬±1 fl¡±˜ Δ˝√√

Œ˚±ª±1 ¬Û±Â√Ó¬ ¤˝◊√√ÀÈ¬± ¸˜˚˛ÀÓ¬

fl¡±˝◊ √ √Õ˘ ’±ø˜ ›¬Û1Õ˘ ‰¬±¬ı

˘±ø·¬ıº ›¬Û1 ˜±ÀÚ˝◊ √ √

’±fl¡±˙ºî

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Œ˚±ª±1 ¬Û±Â√Ó¬ ¤˝◊√√ÀÈ¬± ¸˜˚˛ÀÓ¬ fl¡±˝◊√√Õ˘ ’±ø˜ ›¬Û1Õ˘ ‰¬±¬ı

˘±ø·¬ıº ›¬Û1 ˜±ÀÚ˝◊√√ ’±fl¡±˙ºî

ìøfl¡c ’±ø˜ ¬Û‘øÔªœÀÓ¬ Ô±øfl¡¬ı ˘±ø·¬ı ¸√±˚˛ºî

õ∂Ò±ÚœÀ˚˛ Ó¬Ô±ø¬Û ‰¬fl≈¡ Ó≈¬ø˘ ’±fl¡±˙Õ˘ ‰¬±À˘º ˜˝√√1œÀ˚˛

˜˜«1œ˚˛±Õfl¡ Î“¬ø1fl¡Ú± ˜±Â√ ˆ¬±øÊ√ ’±øÚøÂ√˘º ¬ı±√±˜ ˆ¬Ê√±1 √À1

Œ·±g ¤È¬±› Sê˜˙– ø¬ı˚˛ø¬Û ¬Ûø1øÂ√˘º

≈√À˚˛± ˆ¬Ê√±˜±Â√1 Œ¸±ª±√ ˘íÀ˘º Ú·11 Î¬◊¬Ûfl¡_1 ¤˝◊√√ ’±˝√√˘-

¬ı √√ Œ‰¬Ã √√√Ó¬ Œfl¡ ◊√√¬ı±È¬±› ø¬ıøãÀ„√√ ·± Òø1 Î¬◊øÍ¬ÀÂ√º õ∂Ò±Úœ ¤¸˜˚Ó¬

‰¬1fl¡±11 ¬ı±À¬ı, Ó¬±À1± ¬Û±Â√1 fl¡±˘Ó¬ ø¬ıøˆ¬iß Œfl¡±•Û±Úœ1 ¬ı±À¬ı

¤ÀÚ√À1 ·‘ √√øÚ «±Ì fl¡± «Ó¬ Œ¸±˜± ◊√√ ¬Ûø1ÀÂ√º ¬Û1ªÓ«¬œ fl¡±˘Ó¬ ‰¬±fl¡ø1

¤ø1 øÚÊ√±¬ı¬ıœ˚˛±Õfl¡ fl¡±˜ fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ ˘›“ÀÓ¬ fl¡í1¬ı±1¬Û1± Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±Ú

Ú±˜1 ¤ ◊√√ øÍ¬fl¡±√±1Ê√ÀÚ± ŒÓ¬›“1 fl¡±˜Ó¬ ‰¬±ø˜˘ √√í˘ø √√º ≈√À˚± ≈√À˚±À1

õ∂øÓ¬ ’øˆ¬À˚±·˝√√œÚº Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±Ú ŒÓ¬›“Ó¬Õfl¡ õ∂¬ıœÌ, õ∂±Ò±Úœ1 õ∂øÓ¬

’˝√√1˝√√ P¬ı±Úº

Œ‰¬Ã˝√√√ÀÈ¬±Õ˘ ‚È¬—˜È¬—Õfl¡ ‰¬√±˝◊√√Àfl¡˘ ¤‡Ú Œ¸±˜±˝◊√√ ’±ø˝√√˘º

˜±Ú≈ √√ÀÈ¬±fl¡ 1?±À1 ¬ÛøÍ¬ ˛± ◊√√ÀÂ√º Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±Ú1 fl¡±˜ ¬±˘º ø˚ fl¡±˜ fl¡À1,

øÚÊ√1 ¬ı±À¬ı fl¡1±1 √À1 fl¡À1º ˆ¬±˘ ˝√√˚˛º ˜±Ú≈À˝√√› ˆ¬±˘ ¬Û±˚˛

¤¸˜˚˛Ó¬ ŒÓ¬›“ ¬ıÚø¬ıˆ¬±·1 ’±¬ı±¸·‘˝√√ øfl¡Â≈√˜±Ú øÚ˜±«Ì fl¡ø1øÂ√˘º

Ó¬±À1 ≈¬ı±√ÀÓ¬ ’±øÊ√› ‚øÚá¬Ó¬± ’±ÀÂ√ Œ¸ ◊√√ ø¬ıˆ¬±·1 Œfl¡ ◊√√Ê√Ú˜±Ú1

˘·Ó¬º

õ∂Ò±ÚœÀ˚˛ ‰¬±˝◊√√Àfl¡˘‡ÚÕ˘ ˜ÀÚ±À˚±À·À1 ‰¬±À˘º ’±À·-ø¬ÛÀÂ√

Œfl¡ ◊√√¬ı±È¬±› Œ˜±Ú±º Œ1?±À1 Œ√ª√±1n∏1 ¬Û≈ø˘ øfl¡Â≈√˜±Ú ø√ ¬ÛÍ¬± ◊√√ÀÂ√º

˜˝√√1œÀ˚˛ ˜±Ú≈˝√√ÀÈ¬±fl¡ ¤fl¡±¯∏1œ˚˛±Õfl¡ ˜±øÓ¬ Δ˘ ·í˘º

õ∂Ò±ÚœÀ˚˛ ˆ¬Ê√± ˜±Â√ ≈√È¬± ˜≈‡Ó¬ ø√À˘º Ê√±ÀÚ ŒÓ¬›“, Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±ÀÚ

ŒÓ¬›“fl¡ ‡≈‰¬ fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘Àfl¡ ·Â√¬Û≈ø˘ ’Ú±˝◊√√ÀÂ√º fl¡—øSêÈ¬ øÚ˜«±Ì1 À·

˘À· ·Â√¬Û≈ø˘ øfl¡Â≈√˜±ÀÚ± Î¬±„√√1 Δ˝√√ Δ· Ô±øfl¡¬ı, Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±Ú1 ¸œ˜±

Œ¸Î¬◊Ê√œ ˛± Δ˝√√ Î¬◊øÍ¬¬ıº

õ∂Ò±ÚœÀ ˛ Œ‰¬Ã √√±ÚÕ˘ cø©Ü1 ‘√ø©ÜÀ1 ‰¬± ◊√√ Î¬◊2‰¬±ø1À˘ñëëŒÔ—fl¡

˝◊√√Î¬◊ Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±ÀÚ ø˜ø‰¬øfl¡˚˛±À˘ ˜±ÀÔ±Úº õ∂Ò±Úœfl¡ ‡≈‰¬ fl¡1±ÀÈ¬±Àª˝◊√√

Œ˚Ú ŒÓ¬›“1 ¸fl¡À˘± fl¡±˜1 ‰¬1˜ ˘é¬…º øfl¡•§± øfl¡ Î¬◊¬Û˝√√±1 ˚±˚˛

õ∂Ò±Úœ1 ‚1Õ˘! ’±Úøfl¡ ¤˝◊√√ÀÈ¬± ¬ıÂ√1ÀÓ¬ Œ¸Ã ˝◊√√Úíˆ¬±‡ÚÀÓ¬ ŒÓ¬›“

õ∂Ò±Úœ1 ¬ı±À¬ı fl¡øÏ¬ˇ˚˛±˝◊√√ ’±øÚøÂ√˘ ≈√·1±fl¡œÕfl¡ Ú±1œº

¤·1±fl¡œ ø˝√√μ≈º

’±Ú·1±fl¡œ ˜≈Â√˘˜±Úº

≈√À ˛±¬ı±À1 ◊√√ ”1 Ú≈Ó≈¬ø˘À˘ õ∂Ò±ÚœÀ ˛º Ú±1œ, ¤ÀÚ ◊√√ Ú±1œº ø˚√À1

Ú√œ, ¤ÀÚ˝◊√√ Ú√œº ¤ÀÚ˝◊√√ ˆ¬±˘˘·±º Ó¬±Ó¬ Ò˜«1 øfl¡ fl¡Ô±∑ ¬ı˚˛¸1

øfl¡ fl¡Ô±º

Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±ÀÚ õ∂Ò±ÚœÕ˘ ¸Àμ˝√√1 ‘√ø©ÜÀ1 ‰¬±˝◊√√øÂ√˘º Œ√‡±Ó¬ÀÓ¬±

õ∂Ò±Úœfl¡ ¶§±¶ö…¬ı±Ú Œ˚ÀÚ˝◊√√ ˘±À·º

......Œ√ª√±1n∏ ¬Û≈ø˘À¬ı±1 Ú˜±˝◊√√ ΔÔ ˜±Ú≈˝√√ÀÈ¬± Î¬◊ˆ¬øÓ¬¬ıÕ˘

Δ˘øÂ√˘ºŒÊ√¬Û ‡≈“‰¬ø1 Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±ÀÚ Ó¬±fl¡ ¬ıfl¡ø‰¬Â√ ø√øÂ√˘º ‰¬±˝◊√√Àfl¡˘‡Ú

ŒÍ¬√ø˘ ø¸ øfl¡Â√≈¬”√1 ’±&ª±˝◊√√ Δ· , øfl¡c Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±Ú1 ¤Àfl¡¬ı±À1 ¸œ˜±1

‚±“˝√√øÚÓ¬ fl¡±À¬Û±1 ¬Û±ø1 Ú±˜±Ê√ ¬ÛøÏ¬ˇøÂ√˘º Œ¬ı±Ò˝√√˚˛ ¬Û±“‰¬ªMê√ Ú±˜±Ê√

¬ÛÏ¬ˇ± ˜±Ú≈˝√√º

¸g…±1 ¬ı1Ì ¸˘øÚ ˝√√í¬ıÕ˘ Òø1øÂ√˘... ”√Õ11 ’±fl¡±À˙ø√ ¤Àfl¡±

¤Àfl¡±‡Ú ŒÊ√È¬ ø¬ı˜±Ú1 ’±fl‘¡øÓ¬ ¸‘ø©Ü fl¡ø1 ‚1˜≈ª± ¬Û‡œ Î¬◊ø1

Δ·øÂ√˘º

¤ÀÚÀÓ¬ Ò¬ÛÒ¬ÛÕfl¡ ŒÎ¬Î¬◊fl¡± Œfl¡±¬ı±˝◊√ √ Œ˙Ú ‰¬1±˝◊√√ ¤Ê√Úœ

¤˝◊√√Ù¬±À˘ø√ Î¬◊ø1 ’±ø˝√√˘º Ó¬±˝◊√√ Œª˘-øÂ√—øfl¡„√√1 ¬ı±À¬ı ø√ 1‡±

øÈ¬Ú¬Û±Ó¬1 Œ‚1ÀÈ¬±1 ø¸¬Û±À1 ¬Ûø1˘ø˝√√º

õ∂Ò±ÚœÀ ˛ fl¡íÀ˘ñ ëë’±ø˜ ±Ú≈ √√À¬ı±À1 ’1Ì… È¬ø˝√√˘— fl¡ø1À˘±,

¬Û±˝√√±1 ¬±ø„√√-Ê√—·˘ fl¡±øÈ¬ ø¬ıøã— ±øÊ√¬ıÕ˘ íÀ˘±, ‰¬1±˝◊√√ ¤Ê√Úœ

Ô±øfl¡¬ıÕ˘› Í¬±˝◊√√ ŒÚ±À˝√√±ª± ˝√√í˘ºíí

Œ‰¬Ã˝√ √±ÀÚ ¤Àfl¡± Ú±˜±øÓ¬À˘º õ∂Ò±ÚœÕ˘ ‰¬±˝◊ √ √ ˆ¬±ø¬ıÀ˘±

˜±ÀÔ±Úñ ¤ÀÚ ˜±Ú≈˝√√ ¤ÀÚ fl¡±˜Õ˘ øfl¡˚˛ ’±ø˝√√˘, øfl¡˚˛ ˝◊√√˜±Ú

ø¬ı¯∏iß ¤˝◊√√ ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏∑

˜˝√√1œ ‰¬±ø˘1 Ó¬˘1¬Û1± ˝√√±Ó¬Ó¬ Ò”Ú±√±Úœ ¤È¬± Δ˘ ›˘±˝◊√√

’±ø˝√√øÂ√˘º Œ‰¬Ã˝√√√ÀÈ¬±fl¡ Ó¬ÀÓ¬ ¬Û˝√√1± ø√˚˛± fl≈¡fl≈¡1 ≈√È¬±1 ¬ıÚ≈ª± ¤È¬±

ø˙fl¡ø˘Ó¬ Òø1 Œ‰¬Ã˝√√√1 ¬ı±ø˝√√1Õ˘ Δ˘ ·í˘º

‰¬±ø1›Ù¬±À˘ Ò”Ú±√±Úœ ‚”1± ◊√√ ΔÔ ¤ ◊√√¬ı±1 √√1œ ‰¬±ø˘1 Ó¬˘1¬Û1±

˝√√±Ó¬Ó¬ ˆ¬Ê√± ¬ı±√±˜1 Œõ≠È¬ Δ˘ ›˘±˘º ø¬Û“˚˛±Ê√-ÒøÚ˚˛±-øÚ˜‡-

Ê√˘fl¡œ˚˛± ø√ Ê√±˝◊√√ ’Ú± ¬Ê√± ¬ı±√±˜ø‡øÚ1 ¬Û1± Œ˘±ˆ¬Úœ˚˛ Œ·±g

¤È¬± ˆ¬±ø˝√√ ’±ø˝√√ õ∂Ò±Úœ1 Ú±fl¡Ó¬ ˘±ø·˘º ŒÓ¬›“ ¬ı±√±˜ø‡øÚÕ˘

‰¬±À˘º Ó¬±Àfl¡ Œ√ø‡ Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±ÀÚ ˜˝√√1œfl¡ 1„√√œ˚˛±À˘ñ

ëë¬ı±√±˜ ’±ø˝√˘√ Œ˚, ø˜Â√±˜±Â√ Ú±˝◊√√ ŒÚøfl¡ ’±øÊ√∑íí

ëëÚ±˝◊√√ Â√±1ºíí

õ∂Ò±ÚœÀ˚˛ ¸fl¡±˝√ √ Œ¬Û±ª±ø√ ¬Û±À˘º ø˜Â√±˜±Â√-Œfl“¡Àfl¡±1±

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˝◊√√ø?øÚ˚˛±1 Δ˝√√ Ôfl¡± ˜˚˛ø‡øÚÓ¬ õ∂±À˚˛ ø√1±1 ·Ó¬ ‡1‡1œ˚˛±Õfl¡

ˆ¬Ê√± ’À"√√±¬Û±Â√ ¬Ûø1Àª˙Ú fl¡1± Δ˝√√øÂ√˘º

Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±ÀÚ ¬ı±√±˜ ¤‰¬±˜≈‰¬ √√±Ó¬1 Ó¬˘≈ª±Ó¬ Δ˘ ¤È¬±-≈√È¬±Õfl¡ ≈‡Ó¬

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Œ¬∏C=Ù¬˜«±1 ¬ıU›ª± ˝√√í¬ı, ŒÓ¬øÓ¬˚˛±Õ˘ ˘±˝◊√√È¬À¬ı±1 ’±1n∏ Î¬◊8˘ Δ˝√√

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√¬ÛÕfl¡ ˘±˝◊√√À¬ı±1 Ú≈˜±˝◊√√ ·í˘º ˜≈˝”√√Ó«¬ÀÓ¬ õ∂Ò±Úœ ‰¬fl¡œ ¤ø1 Î¬◊øÍ¬

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ŒÓ¬›“ ¬Û≈Ú1 ‰¬fl¡œ1 ›‰¬1Õ˘ ›ˆ¬øÓ¬ ’±ø˝√√˘º Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±ÀÚ Œfl¡øÚ¬ı±ø√

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Œ˝√√±ª± Ú±˝◊√√ Ó¬±˝◊√√1 Œ√˝√√º ˝√√˚˛, ¤˝◊√√ fl¡Ô± ˝√√±Ó¬ ø√À˚˛˝◊√√ Î¬◊˜±Ú ¬Û±À˘

ŒÓ¬›“º øÚ(˚˛Õfl¡ Ó¬±˝◊√√ ‚1˜≈ª± ¬ı±È¬ Œ˝√√1n∏ª±À˘º ŒÚ ¬ı±˝√√ ˆ¬±ø„√√

Œ¬Û˘±À˘ Œfl¡±ÀÚ±¬ı± ø¬ıã±À1∑ ŒÚ Ó¬± ◊√√ ’Ú… ¤È¬± Ê√œªÚ ø¬ı‰¬±ø1ÀÂ√∑

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¬ı≈øÊ√¬ıÕ˘ ¬ı±fl¡œ Ú±øÂ√˘º ¸fl¡À˘± ¸˝√√… fl¡ø1 ŒÓ¬›“ ¬ÛPœfl¡ ’ˆ¬˚˛

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Î¬◊– Œ¸˝◊√√ ŒÈ¬±À¬Û±˘±ÀÈ¬±! ˚íÓ¬ Œ¸±˜±˝◊√√ ’±øÂ√˘ ¤Ê√Ú ˜≈Â√˘˜±Ú

Œ¸Ú± ø¬ı ∏ ˛± ◊√√ ŒÓ¬›“1 ¬ÛPœÕ˘ Œõ∂1Ì fl¡1± ’Ê√¶⁄ ø‰¬øÍ¬ ’±1n∏ Î¬◊¬Û √√±1

Ó¬±1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬ Ôfl¡± Ù¬ÀÈ¬±À¬ı±11 ¤‡Ú õ∂Ò±ÚœÀ˚˛ ˝√√±Ó¬Ó¬ Ó≈¬ø˘ Δ˘

‰¬±˝◊√√øÂ√˘º ¸≈μ1 ¬Û≈1n∏¯∏º

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˘í¬ıÕ˘ ¤ø1 ø√øÂ√˘º... ¬Û±Â√1 fl¡±˘Ó¬ ŒÓ¬›“1 ¬ÛPœ ˜≈Â√˘˜±Ú Δ˝√√

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Œõ∂˜º Ú±1œ ˜±ÀÚ˝◊√√ Î¬◊¬ı«1± õ∂fl‘¡øÓ¬º Ú±1œ ˜±ÀÚ˝◊√√ õ∂Ò±Úœ1 ˜±Ó‘¬, ø˚

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1í˘º

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õ∂Ò±ÚœÀ˚˛ ¬Û±ø1¬ıÀÓ¬±∑

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˜±ÀÔ±Úº ø‰¬¬Ûø‰¬¬ÛÕfl¡ ¬ı1¯∏≈Ì ¬Ûø1¬ıÕ˘ Δ˘ÀÂ√º ø‡1œfl¡œ1 fl¡±‰¬‡Ú

ŒÓ¬›“ ¸±˜±Ú… Ú˜±˝◊√√ ø√À˘º ¬Û±˝√√±11¬Û1± Ú±ø˜ ’˝√√± ¤˝◊√√ 1„√√‰≈¬ª±

1±ô¶±ÀÈ¬± √œ‚˘ Ú±˝◊√√ø¬Û˚˛± ¤È¬±1 √À1 Œ√‡± Δ·øÂ√˘º

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˚Ó¬Ú±˝◊√√ Δ˘ Œ¸˝◊√√ÀÈ¬± õ≠±·Ó¬ ˘·±˝◊√√ Â≈√˝◊√√‰¬ ’Ú fl¡ø1À˘º

1í√ ›˘±˝◊ √ √ø‰¬˘º Ó¬±À1 ¤Ê√±ø˘ é¬œÌ-ø˜ø˝√ √ 1øù¨À1‡±

¬Û±fl¡íÀ˘È¬1 ˝◊√√øGÀfl¡È¬1Ó¬ ¬Ûø1 ‰¬fl¡˜fl¡±˝◊√√ Î¬◊øÍ¬˘º

˝√ √±Ó¬Ó¬ Ò”˜±ø˚˛Ó¬ fl¡±˜ Δ˘ õ∂Ò±Úœ ¬ı±1±G±Õ˘ ›˘±˘º

‰¬1±˝◊√√Ê√ÚœÀ˚˛ ’ôLÓ¬– 1±øÓ¬ÀÈ¬± øÚ1±¬ÛÀ√ fl¡È¬±À˘º ŒÓ¬›“ Œ˚

fl¡±À1±¬ı±1 fl¡±1ÀÌ øÚ1±¬Û√ ’±|˚˛ ˝√√í¬ı ¬Û±ø1À˘, ˆ¬±ø¬ı ˘±ø·¬ı

Œ¬ı±Òfl¡À1±, ›“ÀÍ¬À1 &Ì&ÌøÚ ¤øÈ¬ ¬ı±ø˝√√1 ˝√√í˘º øfl¡c Œ¸˚˛±

Œ˘±fl¡·œÓ¬ ¬ı± ›Ê√±¬Û±ø˘ Ú±øÂ√˘º ’±øÂ√˘ ŒÊ√ Ô±˝◊√√˘1 fl¡ø¬ıÓ¬±1

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My friendsThey speak

The secret words I work to keepSafe in my chest

Why say the rest ?ŒÓ¬›“ ¬ı±1±G±1 Œ1ø˘„√√1 ’±1±˜1 ≈√ˆ¬ø1 Ó≈¬ø˘ ø√À˘º ‰¬fl≈¡ ·í˘

’±Î¬◊È¬ √√±Î¬◊Â√1 ¬Ù¬±À˘º &ª±ÀÈ¬± ¤øÓ¬ ˛±› qÀ ˛ ’±ÀÂ√º Ó¬±1 ¬Ûø1¬ı±1

’±øÊ√ ≈√ø√Ú Òø1 Ú±˝◊√√, ’±¸iß ˜±Ó‘¬Q, ·±“ª1 ‚1Õ˘ Δ·ÀÂ√º Œ¸˝◊√√

¬ı≈ø˘À˚˛ ˝◊√√˜±ÚÕ˘ q¬ı ˘±À·ÀÚ∑ ø¸ ˘&ª±ÀÈ¬±fl¡ ŒÓ¬›“1 ø‰¬¤ûø1

Ê√·± ◊√√ ø√¬ı1 Ú ·í˘º ¬ıU ø√Ú, ¬ıU ¬ıÂ√1 øfl¡Ê√±øÚ ¤ÀÚÕfl¡ 1±øÓ¬¬Û≈›ª±

Ú±˝◊√√, ¤ÀÚÕfl¡ ≈μ1 Δ˝√√ Î¬◊Í¬± Ú±˝◊√√ 1±øÓ¬1 ¬ı1¯∏≈ÀÌ Ò≈˝◊√√ Œ˚±ª± ¬Û‘øÔªœº

ŒÓ¬›“ fl¡øÙ¬Ó¬ ˜Ú ø√À˘, ˜ÚÓ¬ ¬Ûø1˘ ‰¬1±˝◊√√Ê√ÚœÕ˘, ’ôLÓ¬–

Ó¬± ◊√√1 ¬ı±À¬ı ŒÓ¬›“ øÚ1±¬Û√ ’±| ˛ √√í¬ı ¬Û±ø1À˘, ’ˆ¬ ˛ ø√¬ı ¬Û±ø1À˘,

ŒÓ¬›“1 Z±1± ’ôLÓ¬– ¤˝◊√√ ¬Û‘øÔªœ1 ¤øÈ¬ ¬õ∂±Ì ’±ù´ô¶ ˝√√í¬ı ¬Û±ø1À˘!¤ÀÚÀÓ¬ øfl¡¬ı± Œ˚Ú ‡1˜1øÌº

¬õ∂Ò±Úœ Î¬◊»fl¡Ì« Δ˝√√ Î¬◊øÍ¬˘º √√˚˛, ¬ı±1±G±1 ¤‰≈¬fl¡Ó¬ ‰¬1±˝◊√√Ê√ÚœÀ˚˛

ŒÓ¬›“Õ˘Àfl¡ ‰¬±˝◊√√ Δ1 ’±ÀÂ√º

˜ √√± ” …ª±Ú •Û√ ¤øÈ¬ Œ √√1± ◊√√ Œ˚±ª±1 ¬Û±Â√ÀÓ¬, √√Í¬±ÀÓ¬ ø¬ı‰¬±ø1

¬Û±˝◊√√ Œ˚±ª± ˜≈˝”√√Ó«¬ ¤È¬±˝◊√√ õ∂Ò±Úœ1 fl¡ø˘Ê√± fl“¡¬Û±˝◊√√ Ó≈¬ø˘À˘º ŒÓ¬›“

‰¬1±˝◊√√Ê√ÚœÕ˘Àfl¡ ‰¬±˝◊√√ 1í˘º Ó¬±À˚˛± ŒÓ¬›“Õ˘ ‰¬±˝◊√√ ’±ÀÂ√º

¤˝◊√√¬ı±1 õ∂Ò±Úœ1 fl¡ø˘Ê√± ’±ÚμÓ¬ È¬·¬ı·±˝◊√√ Î¬◊øÍ¬˘º fl¡±À1±¬ı±fl¡

Œ˚Ú fl¡í¬ı, fl¡±À1±¬ı±fl¡ Œ˚Ú ˜±øÓ¬ ’±øÚ Œ√‡≈ª±˝◊√√ø˝√√!˘&ª±ÀÈ¬±, ø˚ Œ˚±ª±1±øÓ¬ øÚÊ√˝√√±ÀÓ¬ ˚≈&Ó¬±˝◊√√øÂ√˘ ‰¬1±˝◊√√Ê√Úœ1

’±˝√√±1-¬Û±Úœ-˙˚…±, ø¸ Œ√ø‡À˘ Œfl¡ÀÚ ¬Û±¬ı ¬ı±1n∏∑

ŒÓ¬›“ ’±Î¬◊È¬˝√√±Î¬◊Â√Õ˘ ‰¬±À˘º Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛± Î¬◊øÍ¬¬ı ø¸, Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛±Õfl¡

ŒÓ¬›“ fl¡í¬ı Ó¬±fl¡ ‰¬1±˝◊√√Ê√Úœ &øÂ√ ·í˘ ¬ı≈ø˘ ˆ¬¬ı±1 ¬Û±Â√ÀÓ¬ ˝√√Í¬±»

Ó¬±˝◊√√fl¡ ¤ÀÚ√À1 Δ1 Ôfl¡± Œ√‡±1 fl¡Ô±º

ŒÓ¬›“ ’±Àfl¡Ã ‰¬1±˝◊√√Ê√ÚœÕ˘ ‰¬fl≈¡ ‚”1±À˘º ŒÓ¬›“Õ˘Àfl¡ ‰¬±˝◊√√ Ó¬±˝◊√√

¤Àfl¡√À1 ¤Àfl¡Í¬±˝◊√√ÀÓ¬ Δ1 ’±ÀÂ√º

¤ÀÚÀÓ¬ Œfl¡À1fl¡Õfl¡ ˙s ¤È¬± qÚ± ·í˘º ˝√√˚˛, õ∂Ò±Úœ1

’±ÚμÓ¬ 1˝√√Ì ‰¬1±¬ıÕ˘ Œ¸Ãª± ’±Î¬◊È¬±˝√√±Î¬◊Â√1 ≈√ª±1 ¤¬Û±È¬ Œ‡±˘±1

˙s qÚ± Δ·ÀÂ√º

øfl¡c õ∂Ò±Úœfl¡ ’¬ı±fl¡ fl¡ø1 Œ¸ ◊√√¬Û±È¬ ≈√ª±1 ŒÍ¬ø˘ ’±Î¬◊È¬ √√±Â√1¬Û1±

›˘±˘ √œ‚˘Õfl¡ Œ¬ıÌœ Œ·±“Í¬±, ¤·1±fl¡œ ˘±˝√√œ Ú±1œº ¬ı±ø˝√√1 Δ˝√√À˚˛

≈√¬ı±1¬Û±È¬ Ê√¬Û±À˘ ’±1n∏ Œfl¡øÚ› ŒÚ±À‰¬±ª±Õfl¡ ‡1Ò1Õfl¡ õ∂Ò±Úœ1

Œ‰¬Ã˝√√√1¬Û1± ›˘±˝◊√√ &ø‰¬ ·í˘º Œ‰¬Ã˝√√√1 ¤‰≈¬fl¡Ó¬ Œ¸˝◊√√ ¸1n∏

Ê√¬ÛÚ±‡ÚÕ˘ Œ˚Ú fl¡±˝√√øÚ› Œ‰¬±ª±˝◊√√ Œ˝√√±ª± Ú±øÂ√˘, ŒÓ¬ÀÚÕfl¡ õ∂Ò±Úœ

Ô1 Δ˝√√ ·í˘º

≈√ø√Ú ¬ÛPœ ‚1Ó¬ Ú±Ô±Àfl“¡±ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ ˘&ª±ÀÈ¬±Àª ’Ú… Ú±1œ1 ¬ı±À¬ı

Ó¬±1 ¬Û”√ø˘ ˜≈fl¡ø˘ fl¡ø1 ø√ÀÂ√ ¶§±˜œ-¶aœ1 ˜±Ê√1 ’‘√˙… ¬ı±Àg±Ú1

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Ú±˜ ŒÓ¬ÀôL ø¬ıù´±¸ ˝√√í¬ı ŒÚ±ª±À1 ŒÚøfl¡∑

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’±øÊ√1 Â√±√ Ï¬±˘±˝◊√√Ó¬ õ∂Ô˜1¬Û1± ŒÓ“¬› Î¬◊¬Ûø¶öÓ¬ Ôfl¡±1 fl¡Ô±º

‰¬fl¡œ ¤ø1 õ∂Ò±Úœ ¬ı±1G±1 ‰≈¬fl¡Õ˘ ·í˘, ’±Î¬◊È¬˝√√±Î¬◊Â√1 Ù¬±À˘

ø¬ÛøÍ¬ ø√ ‰¬1±˝◊√√Ê√ÚœÕ˘ ‰¬±˝◊√√ ¤‡ÀôLfl¡ 1í˘º fl¡í¬ı Œ˚Ú Ó¬±˝◊√√fl¡ñ

ëë’±ø˜ Œfl¡±ÀÚ› fl¡±Àfl¡± ø¬ıù´±¸ ø√¬ı ¬Û1± é¬˜Ó¬± ÚÔfl¡± ±Ú≈˝√√º

Ó¬ ◊√√ ¤ÀÚfl≈¡ª± ±Ú≈ √√1 ±Ê√Õ˘ øfl¡ ˛ ’±ø˝√√ø¬ı∑ ’±ø˜ ±Ú≈ √√1 øˆ¬Ó¬11

˜±Ú≈˝√√ ŒÚÀÀ‡“±, ¬ı±ø˝√√…fl¡ 1+¬Û Œ√ø‡ ‰¬¬ı Â√±1‡±1 fl¡À1±.... øfl¡

fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ Δ1 ’±Â√ Ó¬˝◊√√ ◊√√˚˛±Ó¬∑ ¤Àfl¡± Ú±˝◊√√ ◊√√˚˛±Ó¬, ø˚ ’±ÀÂ√ Ó¬˝“√√Ó¬1

˜±Ê√ÀÓ¬ ’±ÀÂ√, ˝√√±ø¬ıÕ˘ ˚±Õ· ˚±ºíí

ŒÓ¬›“ ‰¬1±˝◊√√Ê√Úœ1 Ù¬±À˘ ˝√√±›ø˘˘ Ó≈¬ø˘ Δ˘ ’±√1 fl¡ø1À˘

Ó¬±˝◊√√fl¡ ’±1n∏ ¬ı±1±G±1¬Û1± Ú±ø˜ Δ· Ù≈¬˘øÚ1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬ Ó¬±˝◊√√fl¡ ¤ø1

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Ó¬±1 ¬Û±Â√Ó¬ ŒÓ¬›“ Î¬◊ˆ¬øÓ¬˘, ¬ı±øÊ√ ¬ı±øÊ√ Œ˙¯∏ Δ˝√√ Œ˚±ª±

ŒÙ¬±ÚÀÈ¬± ¬Û≈Ú1 ÚÓ≈¬ÚÕfl¡ ¬ı±øÊ√¬ıÕ˘ ˘íÀ˘º..... ¬ı±1±G± ’øÓ¬Sêø˜

õ∂Ò±Úœ Œfl¡±Í¬±Ó¬ Œ¸±˜±˘Õ·º Œ¬ıÎ¬ Â√±˝◊√√Î¬ ŒÈ¬¬ı≈˘Ó¬ ŒÓ¬øÓ¬˚˛±› fl“¡ø¬Û

’±øÂ√˘ ŒÙ¬±ÚÀÈ¬±º ˝√√˚˛, Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±Ú1 ŒÙ¬±Úº

ì&Î¬˜øÚ«— Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±Ú, ¤˝◊√√ ›˘±˝◊√√ÀÂ“√±Àª˝◊√√ºî

ŒÙ¬±Ú ΔÔ ŒÓ¬›“ ¬ı±Ô1n∏˜Ó¬ Œ¸±˜±˘, ·± Ò≈À˘, ˝◊√√ø¶a ˆ¬±Ê√ ˆ¬±ø„√√

¬Ûø126√iß Œ¬Û±Â√±fl¡ ø¬ÛøgÀ˘, Œfl¡±Í¬±1 ≈√ª±1Ó¬ Ó¬˘± ˜±ø1 ΔÔ ·±Î¬ˇœ

Δ˘ 1±ô¶±Õ˘ ›˘±˘º

1±ô¶±Õ˘ ·±Î¬ˇœ ›À˘±ª±1 ’Ô« ¸fl¡À˘±Àª Ê√±ÀÚ, ·ôL¬ı…¶ö±Ú

ŒÚ±À¬Û±ª±Õ˘Àfl¡ Δ·À˚˛ Ô±øfl¡¬ı Œ¸˝◊√√‡Úº

Œ‰¬Ã˝√√±ÀÚ› Ê√±ÀÚº

˘·ÀÓ¬ ¤˝◊√√ÀÈ¬±› Ê√±ÀÚ Œ˚ fl≈¡Â√Ú-È¬±Àª˘¸˝√√ ¤È¬± Î¬◊√— ¬ı±À¶®È¬

õ∂Ò±Úœ1 ¬ı≈fl≈¡1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬ ¸√±˚˛ õ∂Ó¬œé¬±1Ó¬ Δ˝√√ 1í¬ıº

’"√√±øˆ¬’ ¬Û±Ê√1 fl¡ø¬ıÓ¬±

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Î¬◊1± ◊√√ ø√›“ ¬ıÓ¬±˝√√Ó¬

’±1n∏ Œ¸˝◊√√À¬ı±À1

ø‰¬øÚ Ú±¬Û±˚˛ ‚”ø1 ’˝√√±1 ¬ı±È¬º

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Œ˜±1 ¤˝◊√√ ˝√√±Ó¬ ≈√‡ÀÚ

ŒÓ¬±˜±1 ’øô¶Q1 ¬ÛV«±fl¡ ÒœÀ1 ÒœÀ1

’±Ó¬1±˝◊√√ øÚÀ˚˛º

˝√√±Ó¬ ≈√‡ÀÚ˝◊√√ ø¬Ûg±˝◊√√ ø√À˚˛ ŒÓ¬±˜±fl¡

˜˝√√M√√˜ ’Ú±¬ı‘Ó¬√√1 Œ¬Û±Â√±fl¡,

˙1œ11 øˆ¬Ó¬11 ˙1œ1Àfl¡±

fl¡À1 ’Ú±¬ı‘Ó¬√√º

˝√√±Ó¬ ≈√‡ÀÚ˝◊√√ ’±øª¶®±1 fl¡À1

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˜‘Ì±˘ fl≈¡˜±1 ¬ı1±

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Computer Sc & Engg, 2010 Batch

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Ó¬±1 ≈√È¬±˜±Ú øÓ¬Ó¬±-ø˜Í¬± ’øˆ¬:Ó¬±1 ¸˜˘ ¤˚˛±º

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Œ¬∏C˝◊√√ÚÓ¬ ˘· ¬Û±À˘“± ¤˝◊√√Ê√Ú ›ô¶±√fl¡º ’±À¬Û±Ú±À˘±Àfl¡›

øÚ(˚˛ ˘· ¬Û±˝◊√√ÀÂ√ ¤ÀÚfl≈¡ª± ›ô¶±√fl¡, Œ¬∏C˝◊√√Ú1 ø¬ı¯∏À˚˛ ¸¬ı«Ê√±ôL±,

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˜±Ú≈˝√√Àfl¡˝◊√√Ê√Úfl¡ Î¬◊¬Û˚±ø‰¬ qÚ±˝◊√√ Ôfl¡±, Œ¬∏C˝◊√√Ú øfl¡˜±Ú ¬Û˘˜Õfl¡

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and Lovely ŒÈ¬± Δ˘ Œ√Ã1 ˜±À1 ¬ı±Ô1n∏˜Õ˘º Fair and Lovely

ŒÈ¬± øfl¡˚˛ øÚÀ˚˛ Ó¬±1 1˝√√¸… Δ˝√√À˚˛˝◊√√ Ô±øfl¡˘ ’±˜±1 fl¡±1ÀÌº fl¡±1Ì

¬ı±Ô1n∏˜1¬Û1± ›˘±˝◊√√ ’˝√√±1 ¬Û±Â√Ó¬À˝√√ √±À¬Û±Ú‡Ú Î¬◊ø˘˚˛±˝◊√√ Δ˘

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1‡±˚˛ ›ô¶±À√º ¬ıd-¬ı±˝√√±øÚ1 √±˜-√1 fl¡À1º Œ˙˝√√Ó¬ fl¡˚˛ Œ¬ı±À˘

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fl¡±À¬Û±1 ˆ¬±˘ Ú˝√√˚˛ 1í√Ó¬ qÀfl¡±ª±À˘ 1— &øÂ√ ˚±¬ıº Charging

point ŒÈ¬± ›ô¶±√1º ›ô¶±À√ ø√ÚÀÈ¬± ·±Ú ˘·±˝◊√√ Ô±Àfl¡ ’±1n∏

˜í¬ı± ◊√√˘ÀÈ¬± Charging fl¡ø1 Ô±Àfl¡, fl≈¡˜±1 ‰¬±Ú≈1 Î¬◊¬Û^ªÓ¬ 1± ◊√√Ê√1

’ª¶ö± Œ˚ fl¡±ø˝√√˘ Œ¸ ˛± ‰¬±¬ıÕ˘ ’±˝√√ø1 Ú± ◊√√ ›ô¶±√1! ‡±Ú±1 ’Î«¬±1

˘í¬ıÕ˘ ’±À˝“√√±ÀÓ¬ ›ô¶±À√ Œ¸±ÀÒ mutton ø¬ıø1˚˛±øÚ ’±ÀÂ√ÀÚ Ú±˝◊√√,

chicken Œ¬ı ˛± , Ú±À˜ ◊√√ Ú≈qÀÚ ›ô¶±À√ chicken 1º ø √√Ê√1± ’±ø √√À˘

›ô¶±À√ ŒÈ¬±¬ÛøÚ1 ˆ¬±› ÒÀ1º ·±Ó¬ Œ˝√√‰≈¬øfl¡ Ô±øfl¡À˘› ‡¬ı1 Ú±˝◊√√

›ô¶±√1, Œ˚Ú ˚˜1±Ê√1 ˘·Ó¬ øfl¡¬ı± ø¬ıÀ˙¯∏ ’±À˘±‰¬Ú±Ó¬À˝√√ ¬ı…ô¶

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Δ˘º √1-√±˜ÀÈ¬± fl¡ø1¬ı˝◊√√ ›ô¶±À√º øfl¡˜±Ú √±˜ ¤˝◊√√ÀÈ¬±1∑ ì15

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‡±˝◊√√ÀÂ“√±º ’±‰¬˘ Ú±˜ fl‘¡¯û±, ŒÂ√±ª±˘œ Ú˝√√˚˛ ’±Àfl¡Ã Œ√˝◊√√º ¤›“1

Ú±˜fl¡1Ì1 ’Ô« ˝√√í˘ ¤˚˛±˝◊√√ Œ˚ ¤›“ fl¡ø1¬ı ŒÚ±ª±1± fl¡±˜ ¤Àfl¡±

Ú± ◊√√º √√± ˛√1±¬ı±√1 ¤ø¬ıÎ¬‰¬ [Abids]Ó¬ Paying Guest ø¬ı‰¬±ø1 ‚”ø1

Ù≈¬À1“±ÀÓ¬ ¤Ê√Ú ˜±Ú≈˝√√fl¡ ˘· ¬Û±À˘“±º ŒÓ¬›“ ’±˜±fl¡ Œ˝√√±À©Ü˘

Œ√‡≈ª±¬ıÕ˘ Δ˘ ˚±˜ ¬ı≈ø˘ fl¡íÀ˘º ’±˜±1 ˝√√±Ó¬Ó¬ ≈√˝◊√√-øÓ¬øÚÈ¬±˜±Ú

Œ¬ı· Ôfl¡±1 fl¡±1ÀÌ fl¡íÀ˘ Œ˚ ·±Î¬ˇœ ¤‡Ú ±øÓ¬ ø√¬ı Œ˝√√ÀÚ±º ’˘¬Û

¬Û±Â√ÀÓ¬ Œ√À‡“± Œ˚ ¬·±-ø‰¬·± luna ¤‡Ú Δ˘ ’±˜±1 Ú± ˛fl¡1 õ∂Àª˙,

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3È¬± ±Ú≈˝√√ Œfl¡ÀÚÕfl¡ ±›“ Œ¸˝◊√√‡ÚÓ¬, ·ÀÓ¬ ≈√È¬± Œ¬ı· ! Versatile¤ ’±˜±fl¡ ’ˆ¬˚˛ ø√À˘ ìŒÈ¬Ú‰¬Ú Ú±!¬íºî Δ˘ ·í˘ Î¬◊Í¬±˝◊√√ ’±˜±fl¡º

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ˆ¬fl¡Ó¬, Δ˘ ·í˘ È¬±øÚ ’±“Ê≈√ø1º √√± ˛√1±¬ı±√1 1±Ê√¬ÛÔÓ¬ Δ· Œ¬Û±ª±1

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√À1 Œ√‡± ¤Ê√Ú õ∂fl¡±G ˜±Ú≈˝√√1 ˘·Ó¬º Œ˝√√±À©Ü˘Ó¬ Œ¸±˜±À˘“±º

’±À¬ıø˘ Œ√ø‡À˘“± Œ˚ Versatile ·±Î¬ˇœ1 ‰¬±˘fl¡1 1+¬ÛÓ¬, ‰¬ør1

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¬Û≈Ú1 Œ√‡± ¬Û±À˘“± ’±Ú ¤È¬± 1+¬ÛÓ¬, ‰¬ør 1g±Ó¬ ¬ı…ô¶ Versatileº

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˚ø√ øÈ¬.øˆ¬. ˆ¬±˘ fl¡1±1 fl¡±˜Ó¬ ’±Ú ¤ø√Ú± ˝√√˚˛ÀÓ¬± ·Â√1 Î¬±˘

fl¡È¬±1 fl¡±˜Ó¬, Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛±¬ı± ø√ mess dues ø¬ı‰¬±ø1 1n∏À˜ 1n∏À˜ ‚”1±1

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’±ø˜ Ôfl¡± √√íÀ©Ü˘ÀÈ¬±1 Œfl¡˚˛±1-ŒÈ¬fl¡±1 ’±øÂ√˘ •ú±«Ê√œº ¤È¬±

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the hostel permisesîº ˝◊√√˚˛±1 ¬Û±Â√Ó¬ õ∂±À˚˛˝◊√√ ˙•ú«±Ê√œfl¡ Œ√‡±

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ø‰¬·±À1È¬ Uø¬Û Ôfl¡±º

˜í¬ı± ◊√√˘1 ø‰¬˜-fl¡±Î«¬ Î¬◊ø˘ ˛±¬ıÕ˘ local address1 ◊√√À˘ø"™√ø‰¬øÈ¬1

ø¬ı˘ ¤‡ÀÚ± ˘±À· driving license 1 ˘·ÀÓ¬º ˙•ú±«Ê√œfl¡ ‡≈øÊ√

’±ø˜ íÀ˘± ø¬ı˘ ¤‡Úº ◊√√˚˛±1 õ∂±˝◊√√Àˆ¬È¬ √√íÀ©Ü˘1 Œ¬ı¬Û±1 Œ√ø‡À˘

’±‰¬ø1Ó¬ Œ˝√√±ª±1 ˘·ÀÓ¬ ‡À„√√± Î¬◊øÍ¬ ’±À˝√√º ø¬ı˘‡Ú ø√¬ı øfl¡c,

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’±¬ÛÀ˘±·í Œ‰¬ ŒÚ˝√√œ Œ˘ ‰¬fl¡Ó¬± Œ˜ ◊√√ Œ¬Û ◊√√Â√±º ’±¬Û˘í· Ó¬˝√√ ¬ÛÏ¬ˇÀÚ

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√±˘±˘1 Êø1˚ÀÓ¬À √√ ‚1 ¬±Î¬±Õ˘ ø√ ±ÀÈ¬± ¬Û‰¬μ fl¡À1 Œ √√ÀÚ± ◊√√ ±Ó¬º

Œfl¡±Ú ¤fl¡ fl≈¡é¬ÌÓ¬ Ê√±ÀÚ± ±Â≈√√ ¬± ◊√√ Ú±˜1 √±˘±˘Ê√Ú1 ‡¬ı1

¬Û±˝◊√√øÂ√À˘“± ’±ø˜º ø˚ øfl¡ Ú˝√√›“fl¡, ¤ø√Ú±‡Ú 1±øÓ¬¬Û≈ª± 9 ˜±Ú

¬ıÊ√±ÀÓ¬ ŒÙ¬±Ú fl¡ø1À˘± ˜±Â≈√√ ˆ¬±˝◊√√fl¡º ˜±Â≈√√ ˆ¬±À˚˛ ’±˜±fl¡ fl¡íÀ˘

Œ¬ı±À˘ ŒÒ1 ‚1 ’±ÀÂ√ Œ˝√√ÀÚ±, Œfl¡˝◊√√È¬± ‚1 ˘±À· Œ¸˝◊√√ÀÈ¬± fl¡íÀ˘˝◊√√

˝√√í˘ ŒÓ¬À‡Ó¬fl¡, ‚1 ¤Àfl¡¬ı±À1 Œˆ¬øÈ¬À1 Δ¸ÀÓ¬ Î¬◊Í¬±˝◊√√ ’±øÚ ŒÓ¬›“

¬Û±ø1À˘ ’±˜±1 ˜≈‡1 ’±·ÀÓ¬ Œ¬Û±ª±˝◊√√ ø√¬ı˝◊√√º ’±˜±fl¡ ˜±øÓ¬À˘

˘· fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ 10 ¬ıÊ√±Ó¬, ˝√√±˝◊√ √-˘±˝◊√ √Ú Œ˝√√±ÀÈ¬˘Ó¬º ·íÀ˘±

¸˜˚˛˜ÀÓ¬º ¬ıø˝√√ ’±ÀÂ“√± ˝◊√√ ’±1n∏ Œ˜±1 ·1Ê√Úº ±Â≈√√1 Â√±“ÀÈ¬±Àfl¡

Œ√ø‡¬ıÕ˘ Ú±˝◊√√, ŒÙ¬±Ú fl¡1±Ó¬ fl¡˚˛ ’±ø˝√√ ’±ÀÂ“√±º ·1˜ ¬ıUÓ¬º ’±ø˜

≈√È¬±˝◊√√ coldrinks 1 ¬ıÈ¬˘ ‡±˘œ fl¡ø1À˘± ŒÓ¬øÓ¬˚˛±Õ˘º ’ªÀ˙¯∏Ó¬

10.45 ±Ú ¬ıÊ√±Ó¬ Royal Enfield 1 ¬ı±˝◊√√fl¡ ¤‡ÚÓ¬ Î¬◊øÍ¬ õ∂fl¡±G,

›‡-¬Û±‡, ¬Û±À˘±ª±Ú ˜±Ú≈˝√√ ¤Ê√Ú ’±ø˝√√ ›˘±˘ø˝√√, ‰¬fl≈¡Ó¬ Ray-Ban 1 ‰¬±Ú¢≠±Â√º ’±ø˜ ’±˝◊√√ø√˚˛± fl¡ø1À˘“± ¤˝◊√√Ê√ÀÚ˝◊√√ ˝√√í¬ı ˘±ø·¬ı

˜±Â≈√√ ˆ¬±˝◊√√º ˝√√˚˛, ’±˜±1 ’Ú≈˜±Ú øÚˆ≈¬«˘, ¤Àª“˝◊√√ ’±˜±1 ’±øÊ√1

fl¡±ø √√Úœ1 ’Ú…Ó¬˜ ±Â≈√√ ¬± ◊√√º ±Â≈√√ ¬±À ˛ øÚÊ√1 ¬Ûø1‰¬ ˛¬Û¬ı« ’±1y

fl¡ø1À˘, ˜˝◊√√ ¤˝◊√√ÀÈ¬± ¤À˘fl¡±1 ¸fl¡À˘±Ó¬Õfl¡ Î¬±„√√1 √±˘±˘, Œ˜±fl¡

˝◊√√˚˛±Ó¬ ¸fl¡À˘± ˜±Ú≈À˝√√ ¸˜œ˝√√ fl¡ø1 ‰¬À˘, Œ˜±1 ¤˝◊√√ÀÈ¬± ø¬ıÊ√ÀÚÂ√Ó¬

20 ¬ıÂ√1 experience ’±ÀÂ√, ¬ı±fl¡œ ø˚¸fl¡˘ √±˘±˘ ’±ÀÂ√ ø¸˝“√√ÀÓ¬

Œ˜±1 Ó¬˘ÀÓ¬ fl¡±˜ fl¡À1 ˝◊√√Ó¬…±ø√ ˝◊√√Ó¬…±ø√º ˜±Â≈√√ ˆ¬±˝◊√√1 fl¡±˚˛ Œ√ø‡

’±ø˜ ’˘¬Û ÔíÓ¬˜Ó¬ ‡±˝◊√√À˚˛ ’±øÂ√À˘“±, fl¡Ô±À¬ı±1 qøÚ ’±ø˜

¬ı≈øÊ√À˘“± Œ˚ ’±øÊ√ ’±˜±fl¡ ‚1Ó¬ ¸≈˜≈ª±˝◊√À˝√√ ¤ø1¬ı ˆ¬±À˚˛º

ˆ¬±˝◊√√1 ¬ı±˝◊√√fl¡1 ¬Û±Â√Ù¬±À˘ Î¬◊øÍ¬ ˝√√±˚˛√1±¬ı±√1 1±Ê√¬ÛÔÓ¬ Œ√‡±

Œ¬Û±ª± ·í˘ ’˘¬Û ¬Û±Â√Ó¬ ’±˜±fl¡º 1±ô¶±Ó¬ ˘í· Œ¬Û±ª±

˚ÀÔ©Ü¸—‡…fl¡ ±Ú≈À˝√√ ¬±˝◊√√fl¡ Œ√ø‡ ì‰¬±˘±˜ ¬±˝◊√√î ¬ı≈ø˘ ±Ó¬ ·±˝◊√√

˚±˚˛, ˆ¬±À˚˛› õ∂øÓ¬ ‰¬±˘±˜ fl¡À1 º ˜˝◊√√ ˜±Ê√Ó¬, Œ˜±1 ˘·1Ê√Ú

¤Àfl¡¬ı±À1 ¬Û±Â√Ó¬º ’±˜±1 ≈√È¬±1 ˜≈‡Ó¬ È≈¬ ˙s ¤È¬±› Ú±˝◊√√º ¬ˆ¬±À˚˛

¬ı≈Ê√±À ˛ ◊√√ ’±ÀÂ√ ’±˜±fl¡, ìŒ ˛ ‰¬¬ı √√±˜1± ◊√√˘±fl¡± √√…± ˛º ˛ √√± ‰¬¬ı˘í·

Ôífl¡ÀÓ¬ Œ˝√√í ˝√√±À˜º ˝√√±˜±1± ¬ı±Ó¬ ‰¬˘Ó¬± ˝√√…±˚˛ ¬Û≈1± ˝◊√√˘±fl¡± Œ˜íºî

’±ø˜ ≈√È¬± ◊√√ ì √√± ¬± ◊√√î, ëë’±2‰¬± ¬± ◊√√î Ê√±Ó¬œ ˛ ≈√È¬±˜±Ú fl¡Ô±1 ¬ı±ø √√À1

¤Àfl¡± fl¡Ô± Œfl¡±ª± Ú±˝◊√√º ‰≈¬¬Û-‰¬±¬Û Δ· ’±ÀÂ“√±º

’ªÀ˙ ∏Ó¬ ¬ı± ◊√√fl¡ Ô±ø˜˘º Ú±ø˜ ·íÀ˘±º ¬ı± ◊√√fl¡1 Œ√±fl¡±Ú ¤‡Ú1

¸˜≈‡Ó¬º [˝√√±˚˛√1±¬ı±√Ó¬ ˆ¬±1Ó¬1 øˆ¬Ó¬1ÀÓ¬ ’Ú…Ó¬˜ ¤‡Ú Î¬±„√√1

¬ı± ◊√√fl¡1 ¬ıÊ√±1 ’±ÀÂ√, ¬Û≈1øÌ ¬ı± ◊√√fl¡1, ¤ø¬ı√Â√1 ›‰¬1Ó¬º ◊√√ ˛±fl¡ 1±ô¶±1

√±“øÓ¬ÀÓ¬ øÔ˚˛ Δ˝√√ ¬ı±˝◊√√fl¡1 √1-√±˜ fl¡ø1 5 ø˜øÚÈ¬ÀÓ¬ ¬ı±˝◊√√ Œ¬ı‰¬±-

øfl¡Ú± Δ˝√√ Œ˚±ª± øÚÊ√ ‰¬fl≈¡À1 Œ√‡± ¬Û±˝◊√√ÀÂ“√±º]Œ√±fl¡±ÚÀÓ¬ ’˘¬Û

Î¬±„√√1 ‰¬fl¡œ ¤‡ÚÓ¬ ¬ıø √√ ’±ÀÂ√ ¤Ê√Ú Ó¬¬Û± ¬ı…øMê√, ÀÔ©Ü ¬ı ˛ œ ˛±˘º

ˆ¬±À˚˛ ’±˜±fl¡ fl¡íÀ˘ ëŒ˚ ‡±Ú ‰¬±˝√√±¬ı Œ˝√í, ‰¬±˘±˜ ¬ıí˘í ‰¬±˝√√±¬ı

fl¡íºî ¬±À ˛ ‡±Ú ‰¬±˝√√±¬ı1 ¬ø1 ‰≈¬ ◊√√ õ∂Ì±˜ fl¡1±1 √À1 ◊√√ fl¡ø1À˘ õ∂± ˛º

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’±˜±1 ¬ı≈øÊ√¬ıÕ˘ ¬ı±fl¡œ Ú±Ô±øfl¡˘ Œ˚ ‡±Ú ‰¬±˝√√±À¬ı› øÚÊ√1

¤fl¡ Œ·Ã1Àª±;˘ ¸˜˚˛ ¬Û±1 fl¡ø1 ΔÔ ’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√ ¤˝◊√√ ¤À˘fl¡±Ó¬º

’±ø˜› ‰¬±˘±˜ Ê√Ú±À˘“± ‰¬±˝√√±¬ıfl¡º Δ˘ ·í˘ ˆ¬±À˚˛ ’±˜±fl¡ ‚1

Œ√‡≈ª±¬ıÕ˘º ‚1 ˜±ÀÚ Î¬±„√√1 ˝√√í˘ ‚1 ¤È¬±, fl¡±¯∏1 1n∏˜Àfl¡˝◊√√È¬±Ó¬

˜±Ú≈˝√√ ’±ÀÂ√˝◊√√º ’±ø˜ ˚ø√ Ó¬±Ó¬ Ô±Àfl“¡±, ’±˜±1 Ôfl¡± 1n∏˜ÀÈ¬±Àª˝◊√√

1±˝◊√√Ê√1 fl¡±1ÀÌ Ù≈¬È¬¬Û±Ô ¬ı± 1±©Üòœ˚˛ ‚±˝◊√√¬ÛÔ ø˚À˚˛˝◊√√ Úfl¡›fl¡ Δ˝√√

¬Ûø1¬ıº ’±ø˜ ¬±˝◊√√fl¡ fl¡íÀ˘“± Œ˚ ’±˜±fl¡ øÚÊ√±Õfl¡ 1n∏˜ ¤È¬±À˝√√ ±À·

’±‰¬˘ÀÓ¬º ˆ¬±˝◊√√1 ø‰¬Ò± fl¡Ô±, ì˚˛˝√√± fl¡í˝◊√√ problem ŒÚ˝√√œ ˝√√í·±

Ó≈¬˜fl¡íº ’·1 øfl¡ø‰¬ÀÚ øˆ¬ fl≈¡‰¬ ¬ıí˘± Ó¬˝√√ Œ˜í U Ú±ºî ˚ÀÔ©Ü ¸˜˚˛

¬ı≈ÀÊ√±ª±1 ¬Û±Â√Ó¬À˝√√ ˆ¬±À˚˛ ’±˜±1 fl¡Ô± ¬ı≈øÊ√ ¬Û±À˘ ’±1n∏ Œ¬ıÀ˘·

¤È¬± ‚1 Œ√‡≈ª±¬ıÕ˘ Δ˘ ·í˘º Œ˚±ª±1 ’±À·√ ’±À· ’±ø˜ ¬Û≈Ú1

‡±Ú ‰¬±˝√√±¬ıfl¡ ‰¬±˘±˜ fl¡ø1¬ı ˘·± ˝√√í˘ ’±1n∏ ŒÓ¬À‡Ó¬Àfl¡± ¬ı≈Ê√±¬ı

˘·± ˝√√í˘ Œ˚ ŒÓ¬À‡Ó¬1 ˝√√í˘ÀÈ¬± ’±‰¬˘ÀÓ¬ ÀÈ¬± ˝√√í˘À˝√√, 1n∏˜ Ú˝√√˚˛º

Ó¬±1 ¬Û±Â√ÀÓ¬± ≈√˝◊√√ øÓ¬øÚ¬ı±1 Œ¸˝◊√√ÀÈ¬± 1±ô¶±À1 ¬Û±1 Δ˝√√ ±›“ÀÓ¬ Œ√‡±

¬Û± ◊√√ Ô±Àfl“¡± ì‡±Ú È¬1‰¬î Ú±˜1 Œ√±fl¡±Ú‡Ú1 Œ¸ ◊√√ ø¬ıÀ˙ ∏ ‰¬fl¡œ‡ÚÓ¬

¬ıø˝√√ Ôfl¡± ‡±Ú ‰¬±˝√√±¬ıfl¡, Òø1¬ı ŒÚ±ª±ø1 ”√1øÌ1¬Û1± Œ¸˚˛± ‡±Ú ‰¬±˝√√±¬ı

ŒÚ øÙ¬À1±Ê√ ‡±Úº

¤˝◊√√¬ı±1 ˜±Â≈√√ ˆ¬±À˚˛ Δ˘ ·í˘ ’±˜±fl¡ ’±Ú Í¬±˝◊√√Ó¬ ‚1

Œ√‡≈ª±¬ıÕ˘º ¤˝◊√√¬ı±1 ˜±Â≈√√ ˆ¬±˝◊√√1 Œ˚Ú ˜≈‡ ¬ıg˝◊√√ Ú˝√√˚˛º ìŒ˜±fl¡

Œ√ø‡À˘ Œfl¡˝◊√√ ¬ıÂ√1œ˚˛± Œ˚Ú ±À· ¬ı±1n∏î, ì˜˝◊√√ ¤øÓ¬˚˛±› fl¡À˘Ê√Ó¬

¬ÛøÏ¬ˇ¬ı ¬Û1± Δ √√ ’±ÀÂ√±ÀÚî, ìŒÂ√±ª±˘œÀ¬ı±À1 Œ˜±fl¡ ø √√1í ¬ı≈ø˘ fl¡í¬ıÀÚî-

’±–º ’ª¶ö± Œ¬ı˚˛± ’±˜±1 ˜±Â≈√√ ˆ¬±˝◊√√1 ¬ı±˝◊√√fl¡1 ¬Û±Â√Ù¬±À˘ ¬ıø˝√√

Ô±øfl¡º ¤È¬± ‰≈¬¬ı≈1œ ¬Û±1 Δ˝√√ ’±Ú ¤È¬± ‰≈¬¬ı≈1œÓ¬ Œ¸±˜±À˘“±º ¬ˆ¬±À˚˛

fl¡íÀ˘, ëŒ˚˛ posh ˝◊√√˘±fl¡± Œ˝√√… ˚˛˝√√± Œfl¡ºì ’±˜±À1 ≈√«√˙±º ’±ø˜

≈√À˚˛±È¬±˝◊√√ ’±Àfl¡Ã posh sÀÈ¬± Œ¸˝◊√√ø√Ú±À˝√√ qøÚÀ˘“± õ∂Ô˜º À˚˛˝◊√√

ˆ¬±˝◊√√fl¡ ˜Ô«Ú Ê√Ú±¬ıÕ˘ fl¡íÀ˘±“, ì˝√√± ¬±˝◊√√º ross ◊√√˘±fl¡±ºî ¤˝◊√√¬ı±1

ˆ¬± ◊√√ ’“fl¡1± Δ˜Ó¬ Î¬◊Í¬±ø√ ±ø·˘º sÀÈ¬± qXÀfl¡ Œfl¡±ª± ◊√√À˝√√ ¤ø1¬ı

’±˜±fl¡º ˆ¬±À˚˛ ¬ı±À1 ¬ı±À1 fl¡˚˛ posh ’±1n∏ ’±ø˜ fl¡í¬ıÕ˘

Œ‰¬©Ü± fl¡ø1 Ô±Àfl“¡± posh ˙sÀÈ¬±1 ¬ı±ø˝√√À1 Œ¸˝◊√√ ˙sÀÈ¬±1 √À1˝◊√√

¤Àfl¡ Î¬◊2‰¬±1Ì1 Œ˝√√±ª±˝◊√√ ŒÚ±À˝√√±ª±˝◊√√ ¤·±˘˜±Ú ˙sº ’ªÀ˙¯∏Ó¬

¬ı±˝◊√fl¡ 1‡±˝◊√√ Δ˘ ’±˜±fl¡ ˙sÀÈ¬± ø˙fl¡±˝◊√√À˝√√ ˆ¬±˝◊√√ é¬±ôL ˝√√í˘º

≈√˝◊√√-øÓ¬øÚÈ¬± ‚1 Œ√‡≈ª±À˘ ˆ¬±À˚˛º ’ªÀ˙¯∏Ó¬ ¤È¬± ‚1 ¬Û‰¬μ

˝√√í˘ ’±˜±1 ¬±Î¬ˇ± 8000 È¬fl¡± ±À˝√√º ¬±˝◊√√fl¡ fl¡íÀ˘± Œ˚ ‚1 ¬Û‰¬μ

Δ˝√√ÀÂ√ ’±˜±1º ’±ø˜ qøÚ ’±ø˝√√øÂ√À˘“± Œ˚ ˝◊√ √˚˛±Ó¬ √±˘±À˘

2000˚2500 È¬fl¡± ¬ı± ¤˜±˝√√1 ‚1ˆ¬±Î¬ˇ±1 ’±Ò± È¬fl¡± ’Ô±«»

¤˝◊√√Àé¬SÓ¬ 4000 È¬fl¡±, øÙ¬Ê√ ø˝√√‰¬±À¬Û ˘˚˛º ¤øÓ¬˚˛± ˜±Â≈√√ ˆ¬±˝◊√√fl¡

Œ˚øÓ¬˚˛± ¸≈øÒÀ˘“± Œ¬ı±À˘ õ∂Ô˜ÀÓ¬ øfl¡˜±Ú ø√¬ı ˘±ø·¬ı ’±ø˜

‚1ÀÈ¬±Ó¬ Œ¸±˜±›“ÀÓ¬ ŒÓ¬øÓ¬˚˛±À˝√√ Î¬◊M√√1ÀÈ¬± qøÚ ’±˜±1 ˜≈‡1 ˜±Ó¬

˝√√ø1˘º 2 ˜±˝√√1 ‚1ˆ¬±Î¬ˇ± ’±1n∏ ˘·ÀÓ¬ Œ˜±1 øÙ¬Ê√ 8000 È¬fl¡±º

øÙ¬Ê√ 8000 È¬fl¡±∑ øfl¡˚˛ ˝◊√√˜±Ú Œ¬ıøÂ√ øÙ¬Ê√∑ ¬ı±fl¡œ¸fl¡À˘ Œ√À‡±Ú

2000˚2500 È¬fl¡±À˝√√ ˘˚˛º ì˝√√±º Œ˜1± øÙ¬Ê√ Ê√…±√± Œ˝√√…º 20

‰¬±˘ fl¡± experience Œ˝√√… ˝√√˜±1±º fi1, ª˝√√ ˘í·Ó¬í Œ˜1± Ê≈√øÚ˚˛1

Œ˝√√…, ˝◊√√‰¬œø˘À˚˛ fl¡˜ Œ˘Ó¬± Œ˝√√… ª˝√√ ˘í·ºî ‰¬±˘±, 3500 È¬fl¡±Ó¬

¤øÓ¬˚˛± Ôfl¡±-Œ‡±ª± ¸fl¡À˘± Δ˝√√ ’±ÀÂ√º ŒÓ¬±fl¡ ’±Àfl¡Ã ‚1ÀÈ¬± ‰¬±˝◊√√

ø√ ˛±1 fl¡±1ÀÌ ◊√√ 8000 È¬fl¡± ø√¬ı ±À·º ¬± ◊√√1 ≈‡1 ’±·Ó¬ Œfl¡±ª±

Ú±˝◊√√ ’±Àfl¡Ã Œ√˝◊√√, ’±ø˜ ≈√À˚˛±È¬±˝◊√√ ˜ÀÚ ˜ÀÚÀ˝√√ fl¡íÀ˘± Œ¸˝◊√√¯∏±1

fl¡Ô±º ˆ¬±˝◊√√fl¡ fl¡íÀ˘± Œ˚ ’±ø˜ 6 Ê√Ú ˘í1± Ô±øfl¡¬ıÕ˘ ’±ø˝√√˜,

·øÓ¬Àfl¡ ¬ı±fl¡œÀfl¡˝◊ √ √Ê√ÚÀfl¡± ¸≈øÒ-Œ˜ø˘ ’±À¬Û±Ú±fl¡ Ê√Ú±˜

Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛±¬Û1± ’±ø˜ ’±ø˝√√˜º ˆ¬±À˚˛ Œ¸±Úfl¡±À˘ Ê√Ú±¬ıÕ˘ Δfl¡ ·í˘

’±1n∏∏ fl¡íÀ˘ Œ˚ Œ¬ıøÂ√ø√Ú ‡±˘œ Δ˝√√ Ú±Ô±Àfl¡ ‚1º ’±ø˜ ˝√√í¬ı ¬ı≈ø˘

ø¬ı√±˚˛ ±ø·À˘“±º Ó¬±1 ¬Û±Â√Ó¬ ’±1n∏ ’±ø˜ ¬±˝◊√√fl¡ Œ˚±·±À˚±· fl¡1±1

≈√–¸±˝√√¸ Œfl¡±ÀÚ±ø√ÀÚ˝◊√√ Úfl¡ø1À˘“±º

ø¬ı– – ø¬ıÀ˙¯∏ ÒÚ…¬ı±√ Ê√Ú±˝◊√√ÀÂ“√± √√±˚˛√1±¬ı±√Ó¬ Œ˜±fl¡ 1n∏˜À˜È¬

ø √√‰¬±¬Û Ôfl¡± ø˜1Ê√±Î¬◊ fl¡ø1˜ UÀÂ√ ◊√√Ú [2010 , Mechanical] ’±1n∏

’±Úª±1 ¬˝√√±ø¬ı¬ı Œù´‡fl¡ [2010, Electrical]º

ëë’Ó¬œÓ¬1 Ù¬±À˘ Œ‰¬±ª±1 õ∂À˚˛±Ê√Ú Ú±˝◊√√, ’±·¬ı±Ï¬ˇ±º ’±·1 Ù¬±À˘ Œ‰¬±ª±º ’±˜±fl¡ ˘±À·

’¸œ˜ ˙øMê√ ’√˜… Î¬◊»¸±˝√√, ≈√7¡«¡¡˚˛ ¸±˝√√¸, ’¸œ˜ ΔÒ˚«…º ŒÓ¬øÓ¬˚˛±À˝√√ ’±ø˜ ˜˝√√» fl¡±˚«…

fl¡ø1¬ı ¬Û±ø1˜ºíí

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SB : Madam, we know that your journey in writing started pretty early and you have been writing sinceyour schooldays. When was it that you realised that you wanted to opt for a career in journalism?

IRM : Actually, I was not aware that a career in journalism was possible. Interestingly, before evengetting enrolled in school, my father enrolled me in the State Central Library of Shillong, where Ispent the early years of my life. When I got my library card, I came across the book 'Around theWorld with Sally Baxter' in which the narrator goes to and reports from places all over the world.This idea impressed me a lot and that is when I was convinced that I wanted to pursue journalism.Since I was a voracious reader from my childhood, I have always had a desire to write. I alsorealised in that tender age that if I become only a writer, it will require me to be detached from therest of the world, whereas journalism could be a connecting link between a writer and the world.

AB : Indeed, it is. Talking about being a writer, when did your career in writing actually begin?IRM : Since my college days, I have been contributing articles to The Sentinel and The Assam Tribune.

Along with the fact that I was getting my pocket money from writing, it was a source of greatsatisfaction that my articles went through the hands of someone as reputed as DhirenBezbaruahSir with minimum corrections to be published. I started with being in the lowest position, i.e., sub-editor cum trainee and it has been a learning process ever since.

SB : During the early stages of your career, did you face any difficulty or discrimination because of being a woman?IRM : Not anything that I can think of, particularly. Actually more than being a woman, it was because

I was very young when I joined the industry that I faced certain difficulties. It did discourage me attimes and I had to work harder. But I gradually made them realize that I was actually serious aboutmy work. It is a myth that a woman has to prove her worth. Downplaying your gender you can

AN INTERVIEW WITH INDRANI RAIMEDHIAbhinav Bhattacharyya

SanhitaBaruah

IndraniRaimedhi is a well-known journalist, columnist and writer. She is an Assistant Edi-tor features in The Assam Tribune, a premier English newspaper of the North East region.Author of eight books, she has been the resource person in IGNOU's phone in radioprogramme on creative writing. Her books have been selected for purchase by the Raja RamMohan Roy Library Foundation and the US Library of Congress. In 2004 she was awardedthe Kunjabala Devi Award for Investigative Journalism on women's issues.Her fortnightlycolumn 'The Third Eye' appears in The Assam Tribune, and has enjoyed great popularity.

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actually work hard to become a betteryou.A woman has to manage both her personallife and work life in parallel in order to behappy. It will be disturbing if I neglect mychildren while pursuing my professionalaims. But if I devote all my time to myfamily a time will come when I will regretthat I did not utilize my full potential. Be-ing a career woman, you have to priori-tize, give up something to get somethingand I am not embittered about it. But whatI didn't give up on was books.

AB : Well, that is my idea of success when one canexcel in one's career and yet give time to theirfamily. Is this the same for you?

IRM : Actually, success is self-containment.Fame comes with a territory. Try to expressand explore your potential. Success is notarriving at a place but travelling happily.

SB : If I'm not wrong your first anthology of shortstories came in 1986. How difficult was it to getyour first work published?

IRM : Surprisingly it was not much difficult. Thegerm of the collection came from my as-sociation with IGNOU. I was a youngmother at that period of time and was notworking. I was amazed that IGNOU wasproviding a correspondence course in cre-ative writing. I took enrolment for the samein addition to Mass Communication. I wasappreciated by the examiners on the shortstories I submitted. Regarding publishing,I approached Modern Book Depot andthey were willing to publish it.

AB : Madam, among the large number of books thatyou have read, do you happen to have any favouriteauthor?

IRM : It will be unfair if I take the name of onlyone writer. I like the writings of differentauthors and for different reasons at differ-ent times. Having said that, I must say JohnCheever, an American novelist is a gemof writer.

SB: Madam, how do you think the electronic mediahas affected the print media?

IRM : Effect of any piece of work is transitoryin electronic media whereas print mediahelps you to absorb it in your own leisureand go deeper into it. The news in e-me-dia is forgotten easily when a fresher newscomes and takes its place. Moreover, thereis a struggle for the news to reach a widenumber of people. Students of journalismshould try both the media to find what suitsthem best. It's good when both the mediagoes hand in hand.

AB : Do you see a day when the print version of TheAssam Tribune gets completely converted to its e-version?

IRM : One day I do seeit coming as this has hap-pened to some other magazines as well.

SB : Having worked in the field of journalism formore than fifteen years, what changes have younoticed in this field during this period?

IRM : There has been a tremendous change inthe technology behind journalism in thepast few decades. When I joined this fieldway back in 1989, we had the PTA sys-tem instead of the currently used DTP pro-cess. In the PTA system, as you mightknow, it had boxes in which the bromidepaper was washed and hung up and some-times each individual letter had to be cor-rected in the case of a mistake. So, it wasa very complicated, time-consuming andpainstaking affair at that time. Secondly,we had no access to the internet at thetime which meant that the images couldnot be downloaded by a single click as isdone today. Moreover, because of limitedinternet access the research and origin ofcertain terms was more difficult and theconfirming the veracity of figures was verysubjective, to put it plainly. So life as ajournalist has become much easier todaythan it was two decades back; thanks to

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technology. But at the same time, I feelthat the journalists today have become in-tellectually lazy, what with everythingavailable at their fingertips.

AB : While we are on the topic of technology in me-dia, how do you think technology has changed thefield of literature and journalism?

IRM : I think it has changed much, though thebasic definition of literature has notchanged at all. You see, someone mightbe reading a Harold Robbins or HadleyChase in a printed form in their hand, andsomebody else might be reading Márquezor Kafka in their electronic medium. So itis what you read that matters and notwhere you read it from. I think the influ-ence of technology in literature has, infact, made it more exciting and glamorous.Today you can even find videos of Ma-donna reading verses from classic poemson YouTube and I can only see that help-ing literature gain a wider audience.

SB : Ma'am, you must have had a lot of joyous mo-ments in the journey of your life. Could you pleaseshare a few?

IRM : (Thinks and smiles) If I have to point outthen I would say that my most joyous mo-ments were my two sons being born. Andalso one more was when my elder son gotselected in IPS. I feel that joy is not some-thing that you wait for to happen but ratherit is something that you create. Little thingsin everyday life make your life joyous- like,I listen to soft classical music while writ-ing and that gives me great joy. I also de-rive joy and happiness from reading- I amvery fond of reading and I make it a pointto read atleast something new every singleday. So I feel life itself is a very joyousexperience if you count your blessings.

SB : And any bitter moments?IRM : Not really. There has been ups and downs,

but nothing substantial to take my smileaway (smiles again)

SB : True. I hope your smile always remains as it is.Madam, you were also briefly a teacher at DonBosco School, Panbazar. How was that experi-ence?

IRM: It was a very good and satisfying experience,actually. I taught there only briefly, for afew months. But in that short span of time,I was able to connect with the young stu-dents which, I think, helped me in my writ-ing career as well. I could feel the pulse ofthose young boys and it helped me under-stand human behaviour better. I shouldadd that it was also challenging at times,to control those young, restless boys someof whom were very naughty as well. Over-all it was a nice experience.

AB : You definitely are an inspiration to many aspir-ing journalists who would like to follow your foot-steps. What is your advice to aspiring journal-ists and writers?

IRM : Thank you. The first advice that I wouldlike to give budding journalists and aspir-ing writers is to be observant. One needsto be particular about details, sincere inwork and learn from people. Moreover, Iwould ask them to read voraciously andacross a wide spectrum. Read classic lit-erature, non-fiction articles, fiction pieces-just keep reading and you will grow as awriter too. I consider literature to be simi-lar to music, beautiful and having noboundaries. (Pauses)Lastly I will say thata writer should believe that they can changethe world with literature. This will givethem the necessary motivating drive tokeep writing. They should not be afraid toexperiment with different forms of litera-ture and be as versatile as possible.

AB : Since you mentioned, I would like to know youropinions on different forms of literature?

IRM : As I said literature transcends all bound-

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aries of time and geography and itholds true for all forms of literature. Whenwe talk about types of literature we havefiction, non-fiction, biographies, short sto-ries, poetry and so on. While in non-fic-tion the source of research is internet orother sources, in the case of fiction it ismostly experience. I think the differencecomes more in the technique of writingthan anything else. In short stories, onecomes directly to the point and the im-pact is felt pretty soon. On the other hand,novels take longer build to the charactersup and are more of an acquired taste.There is something called flash fiction toothat interests me, which basically is a styleof writing having great brevity and it pre-sents impactful writings in very shortlengths. Moreover, there is another formgaining much popularity among youngstersnowadays known as the chicklit. I am notvery fond of this form of writing as I donot quite agree with the content of it;

moreover I feel that it has less lasting valueand thrives on getting instant attention.

AB : Madam, what will be your advice to today'syoungsters especially the students of Assam En-gineering College?

IRM : One advice that I like to give young peopleis live life fully. Work hard but do not be aworkaholic. I am alarmed by how someyoungsters nowadays put their life on per-manent display on social networking sites.Life has become shallow and exhibition-ist to some extent. I shall advise the stu-dents of Assam Engineering College to dotheir studies properly and chase theirdreams.

SB, AB: Thank you Ma'am for your time. It was a plea-sure talking to you.

IRM : I also had a good time conversing with you.Honestly speaking, I am impressed by thequality of the questions you put forward.I did not expect such in depth questions. Iwish you all the best for everything aheadin life.

"Be thankful for what you have; you'll end up having more. If you concentrate onwhat you don't have, you will never, ever have enough"

- Oprah Winfrey"To dream by night is to escape your life. To dream by day is to make it happen."

- Stephen Richards"The only time you fail is when you fall down and stay down."

- Stephen Richards"Success is a decision, not a gift."

- Steve Backley"Always focus on the front windshield and not the review mirror."

- Colin Powell"Sometimes we focus so much on what we don't have that we fail to see, appreciate,and use what we do have!"

-Jeff Dixon

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An Introspective Intrigue

Chinmoy Pathak Choudhury8th Semester (C.E)

And the stevedore contemplates standing still,Staring at the vast ocean that surrounds the feeble land,About the ephemeral human existence in the universe,Lost in a thought, so delicate we are.

He recollects the memories of his sojourns,When he used to dabble in water as a child,And the vicarious thrill of sailing over,To uncharted lands and demystify the wild.

But just when the gale ruffles the zephyr,Engendering a misgiving about the nascent peril,He flinches, prooked by a grip of fear,And becomes wary of the airy trill.

Turbulence and commotion prevailed at a jiff,He retreats forthwith squinting and veering at the dock,Retracing the passage seemed an insurmountable laby-rinth,Peregrinating incessantly to reach out to a haven.A windbreak he sought to alleviate his anguish,Stifling and persevering he catches a glint,Of a vague figure beckoning to succour his lurid im-passe,He surged to life facing constriction of consciousness.

He finally reached the haven and sighed,Thrown to the ground and enervated of his might.In a way his mind begins to wonder,About the flabbergasting oddity of nature,Inscrutable and beyond the human ken,Unreachable to the care, a superficial glisten.

Once again the stevedore contemplates standing still,Staring at the vast ocean, remindedOf the ephemeral human existence in the universe,Lost in a thought, so delicate we are.

In Mood with Robert Frost

Dibyajoti Bhagwati

I have come to the bordersOf Robert Frost's mood;Where two roads, diverged in a wood.Mine is a little different though,There stands some invincible foe.

I am at a junction,Already missed a bus.The consequence of seduction;Which now created a fuss.

Time is plenty, I thought.Happiness, joy and adventureAwaits for me, in bounty.These illusions, though hard I fought;They covered the realisation of duty.

Now, I am standing all alone;My burden getting double.Expectations from me, make me tremble.Is this a boon?Or, should I grumble?

Here comes the rain,With its sound, announcing its presence.There blows the smell of earth,Filling me up with freshness;lightening my burden

Now it falls harderInspiring me, to start with vigour;Then it slows down,Teaching me to relax.The wind its cover, blows in rhythm;Seduced me again, made me fresh like a dew;But this time to start anew.

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I DECIDED; KEEP MOVING Dipankar Deori

Sitting alone in the darkThis cold winter eveningwith all those reminiscence,That cry and those mornings.

I watched the sun being swallowedBy the mighty riverWhich send me to great grief,Agony and Despair.

And the next morning againI saw the smile of the humble sun;Against the dark clouds this timeBearing the pain with fun.

I have to travelYet I haven't even gone a mileThere's a lot to reachBut very less time.

I know the road ahead ain't smoothAs was my journey before;I'll keep the memories and provedBut I won't live in it anymore.

A LOST FRIENDSnigdha Baruah, 4th Sem, ChE

I remember those November nights,The winter wind blew from the west.But, I had your warm, tranquil arms,Where I could lay my head to rest.

Those loving eyes, the shiny grey hair,That smile on your neatly wrinkled face.I miss the stories you used to tell.Your loss, I wish, if one could replace.

Now a void seems to swallow me whole;I stare tearfully into the starry sky,To locate the star that would be you,For I want to say my farewell good bye.

I know all the magic is long gone;Yet the heart has a cloudy faith,That I shall see you again someday,If not a human, then as a holy wraith.

Dear Grandpa, it's your loving presence,That forever I shall dearly miss,Everyday I pray, that wherever you are,May your beautiful soul rest in peace.

IS SUZERAINTY MY FATE?

Unman Parashar, 8th Sem, CE

No more false promises to meAnd pretences of the autocracyThis ungodly deplorable state has befallen meAnd it can't be condoned no more;The flames are all long goneBut the feeling of turpitude;My fear lingers intravenouslyOf the upheavals exuded by the tyranny,Is suzerainty my fate?What else have I been left for to see and suffer?The mother's weep for her dead child on her lap,Or is it the widow longing for her husband's love?

JIM CORBETT'S BELOVEDKunal Borah, 6th Sem, ME

She threw a glance at me,Her eyes a hue of gold;The look of a brave queen,Her majestic presence behold!

It was love at first sight,A thrill beyond the senses,Her beguiling charm captured,Through my eye lenses.

She strutted on the grassy floor,Draped in saffron and white,The furry coat and canines,Gleamed in the afternoon light.

The Kumaon hills stood tall,The throne of regal royalty.She was a tigress, I loved,My muse of heavenly beauty .

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Lost HopeSurajit Talukdar

(2nd Sem)Bright days those wereGlorious and gay,Haven't ever thoughtThere would come this day.Wish I were that blooming bud,Ever in the garden of hopeBut time, showed its true face.That imposter!It deceived meAnd my life turned out to be thatGreatest depression to be enduredIt was impossible to go back toThat phase of timeI wished we would stay,But, it was a last hope.....Truth and faith lost track in my lifeI regretted....UntilI realisedThat it's different todayWithout a mere resemblance of yesterdayThat midnight give way to a new dawn,A new hope.A hope assuring not to die outIn the trifle perplexities prevailing inThe selfish world around.I hope...

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Broken Wings of Despair

Chinmoy Pathak Choudhury, 8th SemesterIvan Borah, 4th Semester

" It is not possible for a bird to fly on only one wing"–Swami Vivekananda

The above sentence has been rightly stated by the great philosopher. Here, each 'wing' refers to 'men' and'women' respectively and the 'bird' symbolises a 'balanced and peaceful society' as a whole. A 'bird' attempt-ing to fly on one wing can be thought as a society trying to balance without equality of 'Men' and 'Women'But through centuries, societies in the world over have been trying to fly on only one wing, denying womentheir rightful place.

India's position today is no different. She is at the cusp of a paradigm change in its growth and its positionin the world. This calls for thinking big and scaling up rapidly in each and every area, be it education,infrastructure, industry, financial services or equality of both genders. For around two centuries, social

reformers and missionaries in India have endeavored to bring women out of confines in which cen-turies of traditions had kept them.

Since the older times, women have been treated as second rate citizens of all across theglobe. In France, they were termed as half-soul creatures responsible for the destruction ofsociety. The Chinese considered them as devil's soul. Japanese men preferred to live unmar-ried lives. In such ways, woman have been relegated to secondary position despite the factthat they numerically constitute about half the world population today. They are deprivedof their due place. Most men view themselves as being the superior gender in society. Theyjustify this belief by saying that they are stronger and more capable; thus, making them

more qualified for the more important roles in society. They place themselves on pedes-tals and force women to believe in their own inferiority to men and their incapabil-ity to excel educationally, politically, economically and domestically. This situa-tion has caused immense loss to their self-dignity as human beings and also theirindependent entities. But the truth is that women have advanced in all thoseareas and men are reluctant to admit this fact.

God has gifted women with compassion, tender- heartedness, caring na-ture, concern for others. These are very positive signs which imply that womencan be leaders. Though some women have shown their mettle, yet a large num-ber of them have to sharpen their leadership qualities in various ways. Theplight of women is that the attitudes towards women have not changed . In

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fact, things have indeed gone from bad to worse.Despite law, such reprehensible practices are stillprevalent in many parts of the country. Dowry is aplague that stalks every family having marriageabledaughters. Incidences of cases against female abuseare on the rise.

In order to help women to be in the limelight,they need to be empowered. Therefore, empower-ment of women is prerequisite to serve as a sourceof inspiration for millions of women who still feelconfined in the chains of despair, Social or religiousconditions that have traditionally kept women sup-pressed. But will the empowerment of women bringa difference to their present status? The answercould be mixed, though the positive side overshad-ows the negative side. Empowering women en-hances their ability to influence changes and to cre-ate a better society. Empowerment leads to devel-opment, which further leads to greater empower-ment.

Women empowerment generally has three com-ponents: firstly, women's sense of self worth; sec-ondly, their right to have the power to control their

own lives, both within and outside home; andlastly, their ability to influence the direction of

social change to create a social and economic ordernationally, internationally and universally.

A famous Assamese freedom fighter, KanaklataBarua said, "Women should assert themselves andtake place as leaders wherever they are". They needto be leaders at home, the panchayat, work space,community, at the state and national level. Womenface tough choices and odds are stacked againstthem. They need to feel secure enough so that theydo not see themselves as victims but to seize thepower within themselves, face sunshine and the shad-ows fall behind.

In India, the empowerment process has alreadybegun. We are now witnessing a steady improvementin the enrollment of women in schools, colleges andeven in professional institutes. The law on the 'pro-tection of women against domestic violence' satis-fies the long pending demand of the women activi-ties. In the political field, the reservation for womenis a significant step forward towards their politicalempowerment.

"No matter how small you start, always dream big."- Stephen Richards

"We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gonethrough to achieve that beauty."

- Maya Angelou

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¸≈‡œ Δ˝√√øÂ√˘º

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¬Û≈1øÌ ¤˝◊√√ø‰¬˚˛±Ú1 ¬Û‘á¬±1 ¬Û1±

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Brain Drain : A threat to IndiaKritanjali Kashyap

4th Semester

Brain drain, which is becoming a matter of greatconcern now a days, means emigration especiallyfrom developing and underdeveloped countries todeveloped ones by intellectuals, experts, highlyqualified professional like scientists, engineers, doc-tors, economists and other technically trained per-sons. It can be broadly defined as, 'the departure ofeducated or professional people from one country,economic sector or field to another, usually forbetter pay or living conditions'. It is a parallel ofcapital flight which refers to the same movement offinancial capital. The term was coined by 'RoyalSociety' to describe the emigration of scientists andtechnologists from postwar Europe to NorthAmerica.

Almost all the developing and under developednations including India have been suffering from thisproblem since long. The UNDP estimates that Indialoses 2 billion dollar a year because of the emigra-

tion of computer experts to the U.S. U.S. is thebiggest gainer from the loss of India due to braindrain. Thousands of Indian scientists, doctors, en-gineers and highly qualified and trained personshave been emigrating to Europe and America; someare teaching in different institutions and some areplaced in quite lucrative and high posts. This exo-dus of our young professionals has a detrimentaleffect on the economic, technical, scientific andmental health of the country.

A big percentage of our national income is beingspent on the education and training of the younggeneration. But this is nothing but a national trag-edy, when these people after attaining all the skillsfly to foreign countries and advanced countries usetheir skills without spending a single penny on theirtraining.

India has spent a great amount of her incomeand wealth in creating scientific, technological andeducational infrastructure. But there are no com-mensurate returns because of the outflow of talent.This problem has many reasons behind–

– The mental degradation of our youth isone of the reasons for this sorry state ofaffairs. For better earning, better livelihoodand better opportunities many of us turntheir back on their beloved motherland.

– The people solely are not responsible.

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The lack of different opportunities forbest possible utilisation of the talents, skills,manpower and mental abilities in India isthe major reason for this. This is the resultof the deep malaise comprising of very littleopportunities, research facilities, job satis-faction and recognition of merit.

–The prevailing unemployment problem inIndia is also one of the reasons. No talent,howsoever patriotic, can exist and prosperin frustration and unemployment. It resultsin great dissatisfaction and disillusionment.

–In western countries, students can earntheir living while learning and they are givensufficient support of continue their studysmoothly, which is lacking in India.

The problem of brain drain is really a very se-rious issue and must be handled with full-heartedmeasures and efforts. If both the natural and man-power resource of India are put to maximumutilisation, astounding advancement can beachieved in all fields. Everybody should feel thatthey owe a duty to their motherland. They shouldnot betray their own nation by serving foreigncountries. The Government must take some speed-

ing step not only to check the flight of talentbut also to lure back home the talented sons ofIndia settled abroad,. who can make India a greatpower in the world. I am a 4th semester student ofthis institution. After passing out it is obvious thatI will like to go for a job which gives us a com-fortable, luxurious life, high standard of living andjob satisfaction. Therefore, attractive, satisfyingand meaningful job opportunities have to be cre-ated here. The multinational companies, foreign in-stitutional investors and others are parking theirhuge funds in India . Consequently, the number, ofpositions in industry, finance, science technology,software, medicine are increasing considerably. Itis our best interest that this brain drain is discour-aged. It is really tragic that we fail to recognisetheir talents and apply for the country's benefit. Itis high time that our leaders, governments, educa-tionists, planners and others put their heads to-gether to create suitable job and research oppor-tunities so as to absorb our highly skilled, talentedand gifted students. Unless we create a properwork culture, working condition, job opportunitiesand handsome salaries, it is almost impossible tocheck and stop brain drain. Let, every Indian sharethe privilege of participating in the noble task ofbuilding nation.

"A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doingnothing."

- George Bernard Shaw"The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams."

- Eleanor Roosevelt"You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life."

- Winston Churchill

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2009 ‰¬Ú1 Œ˜í ˜±˝√√º Assam CEE ø ’±ø˜ ¬ıg≈À¬ı±1

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Òø1À˘±º ¤ÀÚÀÓ¬ Œ˜±1 ˘·1 ˜ø1·±“ª1 ˘í1± ø√˘œ¬Û1 fl¡Ô±

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Δ˝√√ ·í˘ øfl¡c Œ√À‡±ÀÚ± ¤‡ÀÚ± ˜ø1·±“ª1 ¬ı±Â√ ’˝√√± Ú±˝◊√º øfl¡

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Ú˝√√˚˛, Ó≈¬ø˜ √˘—‡Ú ¬Û±1 Δ˝√√ ø¸ÀÈ¬±¬Û±1Õ˘ Œ˚±ª± Ó¬±ÀÓ¬ ¬Û±¬ıºíí

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˜ø1·±“ª1 ¬ı±Â√Ó¬ Î¬◊øÍ¬À˘±º øfl¡c ˜ø1·±“› Œ¬Û±ª±1 ’˘¬Û

’±·ÀÓ¬À˝√√ Œ˜±1 ø‰¬ôL± ˘±ø·˘, fl¡±Àfl¡±ÀÈ¬± ˜˝◊√√ ø‰¬øÚ Ú±¬Û±›“

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Ê√±ÀÚ±º ˆ¬±ø¬ıÀ˘± fl¡À˘Ê√ÀÓ¬ Ó¬±1 øfl¡¬ı± Ó¬Ô… Œ¬Û±ª± ˚±¬ıº

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’¸≈ø¬ıÒ±1 fl¡Ô± Δfl¡ ‰¬±1fl¡ ¸≈øÒÀ˘±, ëë‰¬±1 ’±¬Û≈øÚ ø√˘œ¬Û

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ŒÙ¬±Ú Ú•§1ÀÈ¬± ’±øÂ√˘º Ú•§1ÀÈ¬± ¬Û±˝◊√√ Œ˜±1 ˜ÚÀÈ¬± ’˘¬Û

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ŒÓ¬ÀÚÕfl¡ Δ· Ô±Àfl¡±ÀÓ¬ Ô±Àfl¡±ÀÓ¬ ¤‡Ú øfl¡Ó¬±¬Û1 Œ√±fl¡±Ú

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˚±¬ı fl¡íÀ˘º fl¡Ô±˜ÀÓ¬ fl¡±˜ øfl¡c ¬ı±˝◊√√À˘Ú1 øˆ¬Ó¬1Ó¬ ¬ıUÓ¬

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ø‰¬1 Ÿ¬Ìœ ’±1n∏ ˜˝◊√√ õ∂±Ô«Ú± fl¡ø1ÀÂ√± ˚±ÀÓ¬ ë’¸˜ ’øˆ¬˚±øLafl¡

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¤˝◊√√Ò1ÀÌ˝◊√√ ¬ıœ1√À¬Û« ˜”1 √±ø„√√ ˆ¬øª¯∏…Ó¬1 ˚≈ª õ∂Ê√ij1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬

’±√˙« ø˙é¬±Ú≈á¬±Ú Δ˝√√ :±Ú1 Œ¬Û±˝√√1 ø¬ı˘±˝◊√√ ˚±˚˛º

"Life is to be enjoyed, not endured"- Gordon B. Hinckley

"The flower that blooms in adversity is the rarest and most beautiful of all."- Walt Disney Company

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Interview with Pradip Kr. Bordoloi, alumni &

ex-teacher of AEC

Rajan Prasad, 8th SemKaustav Sharia, 4th Sem

Imtiaz Ali, 2nd Sem

Q. Apart from being a teacher you were a studentof AEC. How do you remember your days as astudent of this college?

Ans: I was a student of AEC from 1960 to 1964 andbelonged to the 4th batch of Electrical Engineer-ing. I joined AEC as a teacher (Lecturer) in March,1995 and retired in September, 2001, except fornearly thirteen years, when I had to leave the AECcampus for higher studies and for service at theJEC. Obviously, it is almost a lifelong associationwith AEC, which is a pioneer of higher technicaleducation in the entire North Eastern Region. I feelproud to be an alumni of the AEC and feel nostal-gic as I had spent the best part of my student daysat AEC, the AECians have gone global and I feelhappy to be a member of the global fraternity.

Q. How do you remember your days as a teacherof AEC?

Ans: Joining AEC as a teacher was possibly inevitablefor me even after joining the ASEB as an Asstt.engineer immediately after graduation in 1964, asteaching as a profession was quite popular in myfamily and close relatives. Teaching as a profes-sion was my choice and therefore, I never regret-ted becoming a teacher and became convinced thatteaching is the noblest profession a person can have,that gives the best scope and opportunity to servethe society. I feel happy and fulfilled when I see myex-students excel in life professionally and other-wise, contributing enormously to the society andthe country.

Q. What, according to you is the difference betweenthe present engineering students and those ofyour days?

Ans: It is like asking me to point out the changes thathave taken place to the AEC student communityover the last six decades. Well, the changes arequite perceptible as they are reflective of the pro-found changes taking place in the society and thework environment as a whole. With the continuousexpansion in the knowledge base, the present stu-dent life is much more demanding, hectic, alwaysin pressure to achieve and therefore, restless. Atthe same time, the avenues for employment, entre-preneurship, higher studies and research have in-creased manifold. The old saying, "Survival of thefittest'' is more relevant now compared to my daysas student.

Q. What do you mean by an ideal teacher?And: To me, the true teacher is the one who can incul-

cate among the students:i. Motivation for self-and lifelong learning; asteachers are mere facilitators,ii. An inquisitive mind,iii. Benefits of discipline, character and hardwordk,iv. Penchant for teamwork as well as leadership,v. Respect for the society and the environment,vi. Complete and selfless dedication to one's pro-fession.

Q. Can you remember some ideal teachers of yourdays? What were the things that influenced you

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the most?Ans: It is just impossible to single out. All my teachers

from the primary school to the university level hadvarying contributions to make me what I am to-day. As I grew up and built up my carrier and life,realizations dawned on me as to how my teachershad left indelible imprints on my mind and howthey had invisibly shaped my mind and intellect,academic pursuits, character and integrity, that arenourishing me through life the umbilical cord be-fore I was born. It is beyond my words and ca-pacity to praise them. I can only bow and remainforever indebted to them.

Q. Being a teacher you have gathered a lot ofexperience. How do you propose yourself to bean ideal teacher?

Ans: You must love doing a work if you want to suc-ceed, they say. I always enjoyed and still enjoyteaching, particularly working with young people.When I enter a classroom or a laboratory, I getfired up and a transformation sets in till I redicovermyself after the class. A good or a successful teacheris not born but one has to work selflessly and tire-lessly to be one and even after long 45 years in thisprofession, I still feel fresh and uneasy before aclass and that I have miles to go. It is my students,of course, who will pass the final judgment.

A WRONG DECISION, A REGRET

Dipankar Deori

Driving along this distant highway.I saw no one on the street,Lonely and tiresome, I went onCrossing different places bit by bit.

There was a sudden stoppageWhere I saw a dying man,I was utterly confusedWhether to help or abandon.

At last, I decided to helpAnd I went to him,To bring him out of his miseryBut all went in vain.

He said his last words dying on my lap.And that decision I still regret,Had I made my decision on timeI could've saved him and all would've been fine.

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Lost Dreams

Palash Jyoti Kakati

6th Semester

It's past midnight and I am alone

The darkness shrouds me

a deafening silence holds me tight,

I am a prisoner in my own mind

The wall inch closer;

I scratch them to make some way

I feel afraid and I feel cold

I kneel before my grief again

and it washes me away...

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A Few More Years With the British

Panchadeep Choudhury6th Semester

The present stare of Assam and the amount ofnegligence that is shown by the central governmentis more than a wake up call for all of us. Since we gotindependence in 1947, hardly any importance hasbeen given to our state Assam. Day by day, this lackof interest has led to a situation where some ques-tions arise in my mind. Did the independence comeearlier than when it should have been? Would it havebeen better if the British had stayed for another 10years or so? Bizarre, but in my perception it is true.

The government that took place in the last 65 yearsis not upto the mark considering the amount of re-sources and manpower that we possess, particularlyin Assam and other northeastern states. The reasonwhy this is happening is because, the governing peopleare corrupt they do things for own good and not forthe country's good.

During the British days, the administration wasstrict, so whatever development activities being car-ried out in those days were monitored seriously andstrictly, so the progress was good along with the qual-ity. The edifices built in that period are still standingstrong. They meant business when it came to work.Today, the amount of emancipation given to the vari-ous development concerned organizations is seriouslyheartbreaking. There were times when any lack ofconcentration shown by anybody causing turmoil inthe state was given fair amount of importance and iffound guilty was blessed with punishment which werein some case very severe, but today we hardly seeany kind of disciplinary action being taken on some-one for failing to do whatever he was meant to do.The government itself is so corrupt that they hardly

are in a position to take those decisions.The entire scenario in which our beloved leaders

went in corruption soon after getting the indepen-dence makes me think in this particular way. TheBritish were not able to attain even half the level ofcorruption in the 200 years they ruled that we haveachieved in 65 years. Is this a matter of pride? Huh!I bet it isn't and every single individual is aware ofit. Moreover the development that the British broughtis also a matter to be looked in at very seriously, be iteducation, agriculture, manufacturing, mining, trans-portation, communication and system, etc. Theytaught us to do everything their way and that is alsobeing followed today. The process after that to a largeextent is not convincing enough. To name a few thereare areas in our state where British built railway tracksi.e. MG Lines which are still used, the court build-ings they built are still used etc. Then what is thegovernment doing, whether it is the state govern-ment or the central government? Taking all thesethings into account I think, it would have been bet-ter if the decision of independence was eased into,meaning the dissipation of power to the right per-sons, handing over of charges, data and all the nec-essary information to skilled and educated individu-als, etc. This would have meant another few years tothe British, some more development from their sideand our country in the right hands. Thus, the corrup-tion would have been minimised at least in the ini-tial period and simultaneously the discrimination be-tween the states would have also been minimisedand we the people of Assam could have lived a bet-ter life.

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THE BANYAN TREE

Himan Joyti Sarma6th Semester, E&T

The banyan tree atmy courtyard liesbarren , its longbranches whichonce gave shelterto birds andbeasts now look

withered and tooold to give shelter and

shadow. But the tree hadseen happy days. Long before the partition we used tosit beneath its branches to talk and gossip. Before thepartition, that is. The partition took them all away. Somewent to Pakistan, others went to the other world. Theydidn't take me with them. I was left alone with my ban-yan tree. But it is of no use to me Sometimes its sightmakes me furious and at other times at makes me nos-talgic. I am an old man but the banyan tree is old too.

"Bapu, have your dinner"."I am not hungry". I called out. I sat down on the

tree stump and looked up at the branches of the Ban-yan tree. Suddenly, I saw a person stepping out of thetree. He was clad in white clothes, kurta and silkencap. But his face was blurry. I went up to him andpeered closely. It was Ahmed, my closest friend theone I lost during the partition.

"How are you, khufa?" Its been a long time sincewe last met. His voice had lost its earlier touch.

"Ahmed....." Words failed me and my eyes brimmedwith tears. "Why did you leave me Ahmed to bear painsof the world?" Ahmed said nothing. He sat looking atthe Banyan tree.

"Khufa, the tree had grown old""And so have I"

"Does it remind you of those wasted years""Wasted, you call them wasted, Ahmed""What else can I call them". His voice sounded sub-

missive"When did you return from Pakistan." I asked." But I have never been to Pakistan". His face took

a curious expression. Something I couldn't understand.Suddenly there was a violent jerk.

"Bapu, whom have you been talking to?"I got up with a cry. It was only Salim. I looked to-

wards Ahmed to introduce to my eldest son. But hewas gone. Gone with the wind. Startled, I ran towardsthe shed and then back to the yard. I searched for himall over but he was gone. Perhps he had never gone toPakistan. Perhps he was with me all the time. Only Icouldn't decipher him.

That night my wife told me that I was mad; that theBanyan tree was the cause of my insanity and that itwould have to be cut.

"You, have to cut me before you cut the tree". Mywife started howling. I got up and went to my room. Ifelt Ahmed was calling me.

"Khufa, Khufa come to me." I knew now what hemeant when he said he had never gone to Pakistan.

I should, " Go Ahmed, I will come tonight" My wifecame running. Salim followed. I felt embarassed. I didn'ttry to show her that I didn't shout.

The Banyan tree I had forgotten all about it. I knewmy wife would have no mercy in cutting it down. Butthen how would I die. I would have to die in her arms.If the tree is cut I will become immortal.

Suddenly the promise I made to Ahmed flashed be-fore my eyes.I will come to you to night, tonight.....

The next day salim found his father hanging from therope tied to one of the branches of the Banyan tree.

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Report on Entrepreneurship Developmentcell (EDC), AEC

Rahul Tamuli & Arindam Kashyap

“The Education System should highlight the importance of Entrepreneurship and prepare the students rightfrom school and college education to get oriented towards setting up of enterprises which will provide themcreativity, freedom and ability to generate wealth”.

....... Dr. A.P.J. Abdul Kalam, Former President of India

Entrepreneurship is the de facto barometer of the overall economic, social and industrial growthand has brought revolutionary changes in the society. It is the sine quonon of a nation’s progress whichhas facilitated large-scale production and distribution. The entrepreneurship culture should be inculcatedamong students for economic footing and the development of leadership qualities and innovative spirit.As it is oriented towards the marginalized segment, it in turn enables the nation building. Hence equippingthe potential students with entrepreneurial skill becomes very essential. With this purpose, theEntrepreneurship Development Cell was established in AEC in August, 2009 as an AICTE project in theMulti Disciplinary Centre (MDC) of the college.

Since its inception, the Cell has been constantly trying to motivate individuals who have the courageto dream, the drive to make the difference, the ability to believe in themselves and the persistence toconvert their thoughts into action.

Dr. Damodar Agarwal, Coordinator, EDC, AEC has always motivated the students to become“Job Providers” rather than being “Job Seekers”. Sir has always urged the students to set the goals, planthe action and get the satisfaction of achieving the goals, rather than working on some others’ goals orplans.

Followings are the activities taken up by Entrepreneurship Development Cell, AssamEngineering College in the year 2012-2013.

1. To attend the Global Entrepreneurship Summit, 2012 (GES-2012) and to have a wide exposure onthe various activities taken up by the Entrepreneurship Development Cell, IIT, Kharagpur, ten studentsfrom our college were sent to IIT, Kharagpur. The students also took part in various competitions

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held in the summit.

2. A seminar on ‘Innovation and IntellectualProperty Rights’ was held in the collegeauditorium on 7th of April, 2012. The seminarwas a joint venture of EDC, AEC and PatentInformation Centre (PIC), ASTEC. Theseminar was inaugurated by Dr. H.C. Dutta,Director, ASTEC. Three very renownedinnovators of the region, namely UddhabBharali, Dulal Choudhury and Kanak Gogoimesmerized the audience with thedemonstrations of their incredible innovations.Dr. R.K. Barman, nodal officer, PIC (ASTEC)and a noted personality in the field of IPR,Rajiv Mili from NIF, Assam and SiddharthaDevnath, PIC, ASTEC spoke in length aboutthe various aspects of patents and IPR. Thiswas the first of its kind seminar in the historyof AEC, which, apart from the activeparticipation of the students and facultymembers of the college, witnessed theenthusiastic participation of students frommany other colleges of the city.

3. A membership drive was initiated and theresults have been very encouraging. Till today,approximately 130 students have become themembers of EDC, AEC.

4. For smooth running of the cell, a students’committee was formed.

5. A logo competition for the EDC, AEC logo

was held in the month of May, 2012. Manystudents participated in the competition bysubmitting their respective designs and out ofthe lot, one was selected which was designedby Rupam Talukdar, a student of CivilEngineering as the logo of EDC, AEC.

6. On the 8th of October, 2012, for the first timein the city of Guwahati, EntrepreneurshipAwareness Drive (EAD), one of IITKHARAGPUR’s major flagship events, wasorganized at ASSAM ENGINEERINGCOLLEGE in association withEntrepreneurship Development Cell, ASSAMENGINEERING COLLEGE. Mr. ManjitNath, Mr. Anupam Deka and Mr. LeelaCharon Dutta, the three famous entrepreneursfrom Assam, were invited to enlighten theattendees about the pros and cons ofentrepreneurship as a career and how it differsfrom the usual run-of-the-maill job culture thathas existed till now. At EAD, we alsointroduced two of most innovative start-upsof the region, BRIGOSHATECHNOLOGIES and ESHOPANY. Theevent added new laurels to the glory of bothASSAM ENGINEERING COLLEGE andIIT KHARAGPUR with the presence oforators of such stature.

7. A Biz Quiz was organized atUDBHAVANAM, the Technical Fest of theCollege on 14th of October, 2012. It was a jointventure of EDC, AEC and AEC Q-Factor.

Note : An appeal is hereby made to all students, staff and faculty of the college to extendtheir full cooperation in meeting the objective of the cell.

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’±øÂ√˘ ŒÓ¬›“À1˝◊√√ ¤fl¡±˘1 Â√±S ø‰¬1?œªº ø‰¬1?œª ¶≈®˘Ó¬ Œ˜Ò±ªœ

ø˙é¬±Ô«œ¸fl¡˘1 øˆ¬Ó¬1Ó¬ ’±øÂ√˘º ˘í1±Ê√Ú ¶§ˆ¬±ª-‰¬ø1S1

Ù¬±˘1¬Û1± Œ˜±È¬±À˜±øÈ¬ øÚfl¡±À ˛ ’±øÂ√ º øfl¡c Î¬±„√√1 Œ √√±ª±1 ø¬ÛÂ√Ó¬

ŒÓ¬ÀÚ ¤Ê√Ú Â√±SÀ1 ΔÚøÓ¬fl¡ Ö˘ÚÓ¬ ±©ÜÀ1 øÚÀÊ√ ◊√√ Ó¬¬ıÒ ±øÚÀ˘º

√√ ˛ÀÓ¬± ŒÓ¬›“À1 ◊√√ ø˙é¬±Ó¬ øfl¡¬ı± S≈êøÈ¬ Δ1 Δ·øÂ√ º Œ¸ ◊√√ÀÈ¬± ’Ò…± ˛1

Ó¬±ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ ’ôL Œ¬Û˘±˝◊√√ ŒÓ¬›“ ŒÓ¬›“À1˝◊√√ ¤fl¡±˘1 Â√±Sfl¡ ëÂ√±1í ¬ı≈ø˘

¸À•§±ÒÚ fl¡ø1À˘º ¬ı1¬ı±¬ı≈Àª ˜±©Ü1fl¡ ø‰¬øÚ ¬Û±˝◊√√› øÚø‰¬Ú±1 ˆ¬±›

Ê≈√ø1À˘º ø˙é¬fl¡ ¬ı≈ø˘ ¸ij±Ú ø√˚˛±ÀÈ¬± ”√11 fl¡Ô±, ˘·Ó¬ øfl¡˜±Ú

¬Û˝◊√√‰¬± ’±øÚÀÂ√, Œ¸˝◊√√ÀÈ¬±À˝√√ ¸≈øÒÀ˘º ˜±©Ü±À1 ˘±Ê√Ó¬ ˜ø1 Œ˚±ª±

Œ˚Ú ¬Û±À˘º øfl¡¬ı±Àfl¡ ˜≈À‡À1 ≈√È¬± ˙s ›˘±˘, ë¤À˝√√Ê√±1 Â√±1íº

Î¬◊M√√1 ’±ø˝√√˘, ì˝√√±Ó¬Ó¬ ¬Û±‰¬ Œ˝√√Ê√±1 È¬fl¡± ŒÚÔ±øfl¡À˘ Œ˜±1 ›‰¬1Õ˘

Ú±ø˝√√¬ıºî ≈√‰¬fl≈¡Ó¬ ≈√Ò±ø1 Œ˘±È¬fl¡ ’±1n∏ ˝√+√˚˛Ó¬ ¸œ˜±˝√√œÚ ’±‚±Ó¬

Δ˘ ŒÓ¬›“ Ó¬±1¬Û1± ø¬ı√±˚˛ ˘íÀ˘º

‰¬±˝√√À√±fl¡±Ú‡ÚÓ¬ ¬ıø˝√√ ŒÓ¬›“ øfl¡Â≈√¸˜˚˛ øÊ√1øÌ ˘íÀ˘º ’˘¬Û1

ø¬ÛÂ√Ó¬ ‰¬±˝√√1 ¬Û ◊√√‰¬± ø√ ŒÓ¬›“ ‚1Õ˘ ¬ı≈ø˘ ¬ı±È¬ í˘º ”1ÀÈ¬± ’±‰¬f± ◊√√

fl¡1± Œ˚Ú ’Ú≈ˆ¬ª ˝√√í˘ ŒÓ¬›“1º Œ¸À˚˛ ø1'± ¤‡ÚÓ¬ Œ˚±ª±ÀÈ¬±Àfl¡

øÔ1±— fl¡ø1À˘º øfl¡c, Œfl¡±ÀÚ± ¤‡Ú ø1'±À˚˛ ŒÓ¬›“1 ‚11Ù¬±À˘

˚±¬ıÕ˘ ±øôL Ú˝√√˚˛ 1±ô¶±1 ’ª¶ö± Œ√ø‡º 1±ô¶± ¬ı≈ø˘À˘ ≈¬À˘˝◊√√ √√í¬ı,

1±ô¶±1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬ ·±“Ó¬ ŒÚ ·±“Ó¬1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬ 1±ô¶± Òø1¬ı˝◊√√ ŒÚ±ª±ø1º

øfl¡Â≈√¸˜˚˛ ø¬ÛÂ√Ó¬ øfl¡¬ı±Õfl¡ ¤‡Ú ø1'± ˚±¬ıÕ˘ ˜±øôL ˝√√í˘º

ˆ¬±1± Œfl¡±ÀÚ± √1√±˜ Úfl¡ø1 ŒÓ¬›“ ¬Û˘fl¡ÀÓ¬ ø1'±‡ÚÓ¬ Î¬◊øÍ¬˘

’±1n∏ ·±ÀÈ¬± ¤ø1 ø√À˘º ’˘¬Û ¬Û1 ø¬ÛÂ√Ó¬ ø1'± ŒÓ¬›“1 ‚11

¸ij≈‡Ó¬ 1í˘º Œ¬Û±g1 È¬fl¡± ˆ¬±1±1 Í¬±˝◊√√Ó¬ ŒÓ¬›“ ø1'±ª±˘Ê√Úfl¡

øS˙ È¬fl¡± ø√À˘ , øfl¡c ’±‰¬ø1Ó¬ Œ˝√√±ª±1 ¬Û±˘, ˆ¬±Î¬ˇ± Œ˘±ª±ÀÈ¬±

”√11 fl¡Ô±, ø1'±ª±˘ Ê√Ú ¸±©Ü±—À· ŒÓ¬›“1 ‰¬1ÌÓ¬ ¬Ûø1˘ ’±1n∏

fl¡íÀ˘, ëÂ√±1, Œ˜±fl¡ ø‰¬øÚ Œ¬Û±ª± Ú±˝◊√√∑ ˜˝◊√√ 1øÙ¬fl¡ºî ˜±©Ü±À1 Œ˝√√

Î¬◊Íƒ¬ Î¬◊Íƒ¬ ¬ı≈ø˘ 1øÙ¬fl¡fl¡ ¬ı≈fl≈¡Ó¬ ’±Àfl“¡±ª±ø˘ íÀ˘º ¬±ø¬ıÀ˘ ø˚Ê√Ú

Â√±Sfl¡ ŒÓ¬›“ Œ·±ÀÈ¬˝◊√√ ¶≈®˘1 ¸ij≈‡Ó¬ Î¬¬ı± ø¬ÛÈ¬Ú ø√øÂ√˘, ˜”‡«-

·±Ò Î¬◊¬Û˜±À1 Î¬◊¬Û‰¬±˝◊√√ Œ¬Û˘±˝◊√√øÂ√˘, ëŒfl¡±ÀÚ±ø√ÀÚ Î¬±„√√1 ˜±Ú≈˝√√

˝√√í¬ı ŒÚ±ª±1í ¬ı≈ø˘ ·±ø˘ ¬Û±ø1 ¶≈®˘ ¤ø1¬ıÕ˘ ¬ı±Ò… fl¡1±˝◊√√øÂ√˘,

Œ¸˝◊√√ ¤Àfl¡Ê√Ú Â√±S˝◊√√ ŒÓ¬›“1 õ∂øÓ¬ ø˚ ¸ij±Ú õ∂√˙«Ú fl¡ø1À˘,

ŒÓ¬›“ ˜≈* ÚÕ˝√√ ŒÚ±ª±ø1À˘º ŒÓ¬›“ ˆ¬±ø¬ıÀ˘ Œ˚ ¤Ê√Ú ˜±Ú≈˝√√

ø˙øé¬Ó¬ Œ √√±ª± ±ÀÚ ◊√√ õ∂fl‘¡Ó¬1 ±Ú≈ √√1 ±1œÓ¬ Ú¬ÛÀ1º ±Ú≈ √√1 ’Ú≈ ”¬1

õ∂øÓ¬ √±¸À‰¬Ó¬Ú Δ˝√√ Ôfl¡±, ŒÊ√…á¬Ê√Úfl¡ ij±Ú ‰¬± ¤ ◊√√À¬ı±1 :±Ú1

ˆ¬±¯∏± ’±˚˛M√√ fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ Œfl¡±ÀÚ± ¬Û≈ô¶fl¡, Œfl¡±ÀÚ± øÎ¬¢∂œ1 õ∂À˚˛±Ê√Ú

Ú±˝◊√√ , õ∂À˚˛±Ê√Ú ˜±ÀÔ± ¤‡Ú øÚ˜«˘ ˝√+√˚˛1º ’±øÊ√1 ¤˝◊√√ ‚È¬Ú±

≈√È¬±˝◊√√ ŒÓ¬›“1 ˜Ú1 Ó≈¬˘±‰¬Úœ‡ÚÓ¬ ¤fl¡ Î¬±„√√1 õ∂ùüÀ¬ı±Òfl¡ ø‰¬Ú ¤ø1

·í˘º ø˙é¬±-√œé¬±À1 ø˙øé¬Ó¬ √√í¬ı ŒÚ±ª±ø1À˘› ±ÚªÓ¬±1 ø˙é¬±À1

ø˙øé¬Ó¬ Œ˝√√±ª± 1øÙ¬fl¡fl¡ ŒÓ¬›“ Ê√œªÚ Ú±˜1 ¬Û1œé¬±Ó¬ ’±øÊ√ Œ¬ıøÂ√

Ú•§1 ø√À˘, ø‰¬1?œª1 Ó≈¬˘Ú±Ó¬, ø˚À˚˛ ¸√±˚˛ ¸fl¡À˘± ¬Û1œé¬±Ó¬

¸À¬ı«±2‰¬ Ú•§1 ˘±ˆ¬ fl¡ø1 ’±ø˝√√øÂ√˘º

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È≈¬Ú≈ …±˜ ø√ø˝√√„√√œ ˛±

¯∏á¬ ¯∏±ij±ø¸fl¡, ˚±øLafl¡ ø¬ıˆ¬±·

ë’í˝◊√√ ¬ıí˘ ¬ıí˘, ‡1Ò1 fl¡1, ’±øÊ√ ¬ıÓ¬1 ˆ¬±˘í ¤fl¡˜ ˜±Â√

˜1±1 ¬ı±À¬ı Perfect ¬ıÓ¬1ºî 1±øÓ¬¬Û≈ª±˝◊√√ ’±ø˝√√ Œ˝√√À˜ÀÚ U˘¶ö≤˘

˘·±˝◊√√ÀÂ√ø˝√√, ˘·Ó¬ ··Ì ’±1n∏ ¬ı±√˘º ˝◊√√˜±Ú Œ˚ Î¬◊»¬Û±Ó¬ ¤˝◊√√

Œfl¡˝◊√√Ê√Ú1º ì1˝√√À‰¬±Ú ˚±˜ Ú˝√√˚˛, ’˘¬Û Ò˚«… Ò1ºî fl¡Ô±ÀÈ¬±

fl¡í¬ıÀ˘ ¬Û±À˘±À˝√√ ˜±Sº ¬Û±Â√Ù¬±˘1¬Û1± ¬Ûø1˘ ¤È¬± ¬ı±‚ Ï¬fl¡±º

ëøfl¡ 1˝√√Ì ˘·±˝◊√√ ’±Â√, ¬›À˘±ª± Œ¸±Úfl¡±À˘º ¡Zœ¬Û1 ø¬ı˘Ó¬ ˜±Â√

˜±À1±Õ·º ’±øÊ√ q√± ˝√√±ÀÓ¬ Î¬◊ˆ¬øÓ¬ Ú±À˝√√±ºî

’¸˜ ’øˆ¬˚±øLafl¡ ˜˝√√±ø¬ı√…±˘˚˛Õ˘ ’±ø˜ Œfl¡˝◊√√È¬± ¬ÛøÏ¬ˇ¬ıÕ˘

’˝√√± ’±øÊ√ ¤¬ıÂ√1 ˝√√í˘º ·±“ª˘œ˚˛± ˘í1±º ˜±Â√˜1±1 øÚ‰¬±ÀÈ¬±

Œ˚Ú ŒÓ¬Ê√ÀÓ¬ ’±ÀÂ√º ·øÓ¬Àfl¡ ¬ı1˙œ ’±ø√ Œ˚±·±1 fl¡ø1

Δ˘ÀÂ√±º ˚±ÀÓ¬ ¸≈ø¬ıÒ± ¬Û±À˘˝◊√√ ˜±Â√ ˜±ø1¬ıÕ˘ ˚±¬ı ¬Û±À1±º ¬ı1˙œ

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fl¡ø1 Δ· ¡Zœ¬Û1 ø¬ı˘ ¬Û±À˘±Õ·º ’øÓ¬ ˜ÀÚ±À˜±˝√√± ¸≈μ1

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Œ¸Ãμ˚« Ï¬±ø˘ øÚÊ√ ˝√√±ÀÓ¬ ·Ï¬ˇ ø√ÀÂ√ ø¬ı˘‡Úº Œ1í˘ ˘±˝◊√√Ú1

fl¡±À¯∏ fl¡±À¯∏ Œ‡±Ê√fl¡±øÏ¬ˇ Δ· fl¡±ø˘À˚˛ ‰¬±˝◊√√ ΔÔ Œ˚±ª± Î≈¬ø¬ıÀÈ¬±

¬Û±À˘±ø˝√√, ’±˜±1 ¤˝◊√√ Œ˝√√À˜ÀÚ ø√À˘˝◊√√ Ú˝√√˚˛ Ó¬±1 ˜1 ø‰¬¤û1ÀÈ¬±

’±1n∏ Œ¸˝◊√√ ˆ≈¬¬ıÚ fl¡“À¬Û±ª± ø‰¬¤û1Ó¬ Ù¬1 Ù¬1Õfl¡ ¬ıÚ1œ˚˛±

˝√√±“˝√√Àfl¡˝◊√√È¬±› Î¬◊1± ˜±ø1À˘º ø˚˝√√›fl¡ ˜±Ú≈˝√√ÀÈ¬± Œ¬ıÂ√

’±À˜±√Ê√Úfl¡º ¬ıÚøÚÀÓ¬ ¬ıø˝√√ ˘íÀ˘± Œ·±ÀÈ¬˝◊√√Àfl¡˝◊√√È¬±º Œ˜±1

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ø√À˘±º ··ÀÌ› ø√À˘ ’˘¬Û ’±“Ó¬1ÀÓ¬ ’±1n∏ ’±˜±1 ¤˝◊√√

Œ˝√√À˜Ú ’˘¬Û Œ¬ıøÂ√À˚˛ Î¬◊26√±¸ Ó¬±1º Ó¬˘1 Œ¸˝◊√√ ø˙˘ÀÈ¬±1

¬Û1±À˝√√ ø¸ ¬ı1˙œ ¬ı±¬ı ¤Àfl¡¬ı±À1º Ó¬±1 ¬Û1± Œ¬ı±À˘ ˆ¬±˘ ˜±Â√

Œ¬Û±ª±1 ¸y±ªÚ± Œ¬ıøÂ√º ’˘¬Û Œ√ø11 ¬Û±Â√ÀÓ¬ ’±˜±1

øÓ¬øÚ›È¬±À1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬ ˆ¬±˘ ’±D± Ê√ø˜ Î¬◊øÍ¬ÀÂ√º Œ˜±1

¬ı1˙œÀÈ¬±Ó¬ ˜±ÀÂ√ ‡≈“øÈ¬ÀÂ√º ¬ı±˝√√ ! ø√Ú ˆ¬±˘ Œ˚Ú ˘±ø·ÀÂ√ Œ˜±1º

¬ë’˝◊√√ Œ˝√√À˜Ú, ˜ÀÚ ˜ÀÚ Ô±fl¡À‰¬±Ú ’˘¬Ûº ˜±ÀÂ√ ‡≈“øÈ¬ÀÂ√ Œ˜±1

¬ı1˙œÓ¬ Concentrate fl¡ø1¬ı Œ√ Œ˜±fl¡º ø¬ÛÀÂ√ ’±˜±1

˜˝√√±¬Û≈1n∏¯∏ fl¡íÓ¬ ˜ÀÚ ˜ÀÚ Ô±øfl¡¬ıº ¤ÀÚÀÓ¬ øÚÀ˘ Ú˝√√˚˛ ¬Û≈„√√±ÀÈ¬±

˜±ÀÂ√º ¤fl¡√˜ expert 1 √À1 ˜À˚˛± ø√À˘± ø‰¬¬Û ˜±ø1º ¤È¬±

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·í˘º fl¡í1 ø˙ª¸±·11 ·±“ª1 ˘í1± ’±ø˝√√ ˜˝√√±Ú·1œ1

˜±Ê√˜øÊ√˚˛±1 ¡Zœ¬Û1 ø¬ı˘Ó¬ ’±ø˝√√ ˜±Â√ Òø1ÀÂ√º fl¡Ô±ÀÈ¬± ˆ¬±ø¬ıÀ˘

˝√√±“ø˝√√› Î¬◊ÀÍ¬ ’±1n∏ ·¬ı«› ˝√√˚˛º ’˝◊√√.......º ’±Àfl¡Ã ø‰¬¤ûø1ÀÂ√

Œ¸˝◊√√ÀÈ¬± Œ˝√√À˜Úº ˜±Â√ Ú±˝◊√√ Œ¬Û±ª± ø¸º ˜˝◊√√ ’±1n∏ ··ÀÌÀ˝√√ ¬Û±˝◊√√

’±ÀÂ√±º ¬Û±¬ı˝◊√√ ¬ı± fl¡íÓ¬√√! Ê√œªÚÓ¬ õ∂Ô˜¬ı±11 ¬ı±À¬ı ¬ı1˙œ

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√ø˘˚˛±˝◊√√ ø√ÀÂ√ Œ˚º ˝√√˚˛ÀÓ¬± ˜±Â√ Ú±¬Û±˝◊√√ ˝√√Ó¬±˙ Δ˝√√ÀÂ√º ’±À1,

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¸≈Uø11 ˙s˝◊√√ fl¡±Ì Ù¬±À˘± Œ˚Ú fl¡ø1ÀÂ√º ’±– ¸˝√√… fl¡ø1¬ı ¬Û1±

Ú±˝◊√√º Ó¬±ÀÓ¬ ¤˝◊√√ Œfl¡˝◊√√È¬±˝◊√√ ’±Àfl¡Ã ˜≈‡Õ˘ ¬Û±Úœ Â√øÈ¬˚˛±˝◊√√ÀÂ√∑

’·…Ó¬± ˜˝◊√√ ˝√√±ÀÓ¬À1 ˜≈‡‡Ú Ï¬±øfl¡ ‰¬fl≈¡ ˜≈ø√ ø√À˘±º ë’í˝◊√√

ˆ”¬À¬ÛÚ, ¬ˆ”¬À¬ÛÚ ’±Í¬È¬± ¬ı±øÊ√˘ Î¬◊Í¬ ’±øÊ√› Œ√ø1 ˝√√í¬ı ¤øÓ¬˚˛±º

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˝√√±À1º ¤˚˛± øfl¡∑ ˜˝◊√√À‰¬±Ú ø¬ı‰¬Ú±Ó¬º ’±fl¡±À˙ ’±ø˝√√ ¬Û±Úœ

Â√øÈ¬˚˛±˝◊√√ Ê√·±˝◊√√ ’±ÀÂ√ Œ˜±fl¡º √√Class Ó¬ ˚±¬ı1 ˝√√í˘ ’±1n∏ fl¡±Ì1

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Ó¬±˝√√±øÚÀ1 ¬Û1± ¸À¬Û±Ú Œ√ø‡ ’±øÂ√À˘±º fl¡±ø˘ ˜±˜± ’±ø˝√√øÂ√˘

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Œ¬ı±À˘ õ∂¸¬ı ˚LaÌ±Ó¬ ¬Ûø1 ˜±fl¡1 ˜‘Ó≈¬… Δ˝√√øÂ√˘º Ó¬±˝◊√√ ¬Û‘øÔªœÕ˘

’˝√√± ¬ı±À¬ı˝◊√√ Œ˚Ú ˜±fl¡1 ˜‘Ó≈¬… ˝√√í˘º Œ¸˝◊√√ø√Ú±‡ÀÚ± Œ¬ı±À˘ ¬Û≈ª±1

ˆ¬±·Ó¬ ŒÙ“¬‰¬±ÀÈ¬±Àª ëøÚÎ¬◊-øÚÎ¬◊íÕfl¡ ˜±øÓ¬øÂ√˘º ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 ≈√ˆ«¬±·…!

ë˜±í ¬ı≈ø˘ fl¡±À1±¬ı±fl¡ Ó¬±˝◊√√1 Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛±¬ı± ¬ı1Õfl¡ ˜±øÓ¬¬ıÕ˘ ˜Ú

˚±˚˛º øfl¡c Œ¸˝◊√√ ˜±fl¡1 ë˜±1í ø¬ıÀ26√√ Œ˙±fl¡1 ¸±ôLÚ± ø√˚˛±1

¸˘øÚ ·±“ª1 ¬ıUÀÓ¬˝◊√√ Ó¬±˝◊√√fl¡ ’˜—·˘œ˚˛± ¬ı≈ø˘ ˆ¬±Àª, ˜±˘Ó¬œfl¡

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≈¬ı«…ª˝√√±1 fl¡À1º ¤ÀÚ Δ√øÚfl¡ ≈√¬ı«…ª˝√√±11 ˜±Ê√ÀÓ¬ ˜±˘Ó¬œ1

Δ˙˙ª ’±˝◊√√Ó¬±fl¡1 ˜‘Ó≈¬…1 ¬Û±Â√Ó¬ ‚1‡ÚÓ¬ ˜±˘Ó¬œfl¡ ’˘¬Û

’±√1 fl¡1± ¤fl¡˜±S ˜±Ú≈˝√√Ê√Úœ› Œ˙¯∏ Δ˝√√ ·í˘º ’˘¬Û

’˘¬ÛÕfl¡ fl¡±À1± ‰¬fl≈¡Ó¬ Ú¬Û1±Õfl¡ ˜±˘Ó¬œ ‰¬ffl¡˘±1 √À1 ¬ı±øÏ¬ˇ

’±ø˝√√¬ıÕ˘ Òø1À˘º ¤ø√Ú øÚøV«√©Ü ø√ÚÓ¬ ’±ø˝√√ ŒÙ“¬‰¬± ¤È¬±˝◊√√

¬ı±1œ1 ’±˜ÀÊ√±¬Û±Ó¬ Î¬◊1n∏ø˘ ø√ ·í˘ø˝√√º ˜±˘Ó¬œ ·±ˆ¬1n∏ ˝√√í˘º

‚1Ó¬ √√±À˚˛fl¡-‡≈1œÀ˚˛fl¡˝√√ÀÓ¬ ’Ú≈©Ü≈¬Ûœ˚˛±Õfl¡ ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 ¤‡Ú

¸1n∏ ø¬ı˚˛± ¬Û±øÓ¬À˘º ¬ıÚfl¡1± ŒÂ√±ª±˘œ1ÀÚ± øfl¡ Œ¬ı˚˛± Ô±Àfl¡º

˜±˘Ó¬œ1 Œfl¡±ÀÚ± ’øˆ¬˜±Ú Ú±˝◊√√º Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛±¬ı± qª1 ¬Û1Ó¬ Ó¬±˝◊√√1

¬ı1 ≈√‡ ˘±À·, ì˜˝◊√√ ˝◊√√˜±Ú Œ¬ı˚˛± ŒÚ, Œ˚ ˜˝◊√√ øÚÊ√1 ‚1‡ÚÀÓ¬˝◊√√

¬Û1 Δ˝√√ ·À˘±ºî ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 ŒÎ¬◊Ó¬±fl¡ øÚ1n∏ÀV√˙ Œ˝√√±ª± ’±øÊ√ ¬ıU

¬ıÂ√À1˝◊√√ ˝√√í˘º Œfl¡±ÀÚ±ª±˝◊√√ fl¡˚˛ ’±˜≈Àfl¡ Ó¬±˝◊√√1 Œ√Î¬◊Ó¬±fl¡ √À1

fl¡±À1±ª±fl¡ ’±˜≈fl¡Ó¬ Œ√ø‡øÂ√˘º Œfl¡±ÀÚ±¬ı±˝◊√√ fl¡˚˛, Ú˝√√˚˛ Ú˝√√˚˛,

ŒÓ¬›“ ˆ”¬È¬±ÚÕ˘ Œ¬ı±À˘ ¤¬ı±1 ˚±˜ ¬ı≈ø˘ Δfl¡øÂ√˘ Œfl¡±ÀÚ±ª±˝◊√√

fl¡˚˛ Ú±˝◊√√ ŒÓ¬›“ ˜ø1˘º ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 Œ√Î¬◊Ó¬±fl¡1 Œ‰¬À˝√√1± ˝◊√√˜±Ú ˜ÚÓ¬

Ú¬ÛÀ1º Ó¬±˝◊√√1 ≈√¬ıÂ√1 ˝√√›“ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ Œ¬ı±À˘ Œ√Î¬◊Ó¬±Àfl¡ ¬ıÊ√±1Õ˘ ˚±›

¬ı≈ø˘ Δfl¡ ’±øÊ√ ¬Û˚«ôL ‚1 ’±ø˝√√ Ú±¬Û±À˘ø˝√√º ˝√√›“ÀÓ¬, ˜±˘Ó¬œ

Œ˚Ú ‚±Ó¬ ˜±Î¬◊1±º

˜±˘Ó¬œ ·±ˆ¬1n∏ Œ˝√√±ª±1 ¤¬ıÂ√1 ŒÚÃ˝√√›ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ øÎ¬¬ıËn∏·Î¬ˇ1 ¬Û1±

˜±Ú≈˝√√ ¤‚1 ’±ø˝√√À˘ ˜±˘Ó¬œfl¡ ‡≈øÊ√¬ı1 ¬ı±À¬ıº ˜±˘Ó¬œÓ¬Õfl¡

õ∂±˚˛ 15 ¬ıÂ√1 Î¬±„√√1 ˜±Ú≈˝√√Ê√ÚÕ˘ Œ¬ı±À˘ ŒÂ√±ª±˘œ ¤Ê√Úœ

˘±À·º Ó¬±ÀÓ¬ Œ¬ı±À˘ ‰¬±˝√√ ¬ı±ø·‰¬±Ó¬ ˜˝√√1œ fl¡±˜ fl¡À1º ˜±˘Ó¬œ1

˜Ó¬-’˜Ó¬Õ˘ fl¡±Ì fl¡1± ˜±Ú≈˝√√ Œfl¡±ÀÚ± Ú±˝◊√√º ‚11 ˜±Ú≈À˝√√ Œ¬ÛÀÈ¬

Œ¬ÛÀÈ¬ ‡≈¬ı ˆ¬±˘ ¬Û±À˘º ˜±˘Ó¬œÀ˚˛ Class VII Δ˘ õ∂À˜±‰¬Ú

Œ¬Û±ª±1 ø¬ÛÂ√ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ Ó¬±˝◊√√1 ø¬ı˚˛± Δ˝√√ ·í˘º ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 õ∂Ô˜ÀÈ¬±

¸ôL±Ú ˘í1± ¤È¬± ˝√í˘, ’±1n∏ ø¡ZÓ¬œ˚˛ ¸ôL±ÚÀÈ¬± ·±Ó¬ Ô±Àfl¡±ÀÓ¬˝◊√√

˜±˘Ó¬œ1 ø·ø1À˚˛fl¡1 ˜‘Ó≈¬… ˝√√˘, ’±fl¡ø¶úfl¡ˆ¬±Àªº ¸ôL±Ú ’±1n∏

ø·ø1À˚˛fl¡ Δ¸ÀÓ¬ ŒÊ√±Ú1 Œ¬Û±˝√√1Ó¬ øÊ√ø˘øfl¡ Î¬◊Í¬± ˜±˘Ó¬œ1

¸—¸±1‡ÚÕ˘ ’˜±ª¸…±1 Œ‚±1 ’±g±1 Ú±ø˜ ’±ø˝√√˘º

Ù≈¬˘fl≈¡˜˘œ˚˛± ¬ı˚˛¸ÀÓ¬ ¬ı±1œ Δ˝√√ Ó¬±˝◊√√ Ê√œªÚ1 √œ‚-¬ı±Ìœ õ∂ÔÀ˜

Œ˝√√1n∏ª±˝◊√√ Œ¬Û˘±˝◊√√øÂ√˘º ø·ø1À˚˛fl¡1 Ù¬±˘1 ’±Rœ˚˛ ¸fl¡˘ ˆ¬±˘º

ŒÓ¬›“À˘±fl¡1 fl¡Ô±˜ÀÓ¬ ˜±˘Ó¬œÀ˚˛ ˜Ú1 Œ˙±fl¡ ˜ÚÓ¬ ˜ø‰¬øÂ√˘,

˝√√í¬ı˘·œ˚˛± ¸ôL±ÚÀÈ¬±1 ¸≈¶§±¶ö…1 ‡±øÓ¬1Ó¬º øfl¡ ˚±LaÌ±º ø¬ÛÂ√Õ˘

ø¸˝“√√ÀÓ¬› ˜±˘Ó¬œfl¡ ¬Û±˝√√ø1 ·í˘º ˜Ú1 Œ˙±fl¡À¬ı±1 Œ˚øÓ¬˚˛±

›˘±˝◊√√ ’±ø˝√√¬ı ŒÚ±ª±À1, ŒÓ¬øÓ¬˚˛±˝◊√√ ’ôL11 ˜±Ê√Ó¬ ¬ı1Ù¬Õ˝√√ Œ·±È¬

˜±ø1 Ô±Àfl¡º ¬ı≈fl≈¡‡Ú ŒÏ¬fl¡œ ŒÔ±1±˝◊√√ ‡≈øμ˚˛±˝◊√√ ˜±À1º ˚Ô±

¸˜˚˛Ó¬ ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 ¬Û≈Ú1 ¤øÈ¬ ¬Û≈S ¸ôL±Ú Ê√ij ˝√√í˘º Î¬±„√√1

˘í1±ÀÈ¬±1 Ú±˜ ¬ı±¸ª ’±1n∏ ¸1n∏ÀÈ¬±1 Ú±˜ Œ√ªø¯∏«º

˘í1± ≈√È¬±fl¡ Î¬±„√√1-√œ‚˘ fl¡1± ’±1n∏ Î¬±„√√1 ˜±Ú≈˝√√ fl¡1±1

√±ø˚˛Q1 ˜±ÀÊ√ø√À˚˛ ˜±˘Ó¬œÀ˚˛ Ê√œªÚ1 ¤fl¡ ÚÓ≈¬Ú ’Ò…±˚˛1

¸”‰¬Ú± ˝í√√˘º ¸±‰¬Ó¬œ˚˛± ¤fl¡˝√√±Ê√±1 È¬fl¡±À1 Ê√œªÚ1 Ú±›‡Ú ΔÚ1

‰¬±fl¡ÕÚ˚˛±Ó¬ ¬ıÍ¬±˝√√œÚˆ¬±Àª ¤ø1 ø√À˘º ¤øÓ¬˚˛± Ó¬±˝◊√√1 ˘·Ó¬

≈√‡1 ¸˜ˆ¬±·œ ˝√√¬ıÕ˘ ’±ÀÂ√ ≈√øÈ¬ fl¡Ì fl¡Ì ’±À¬ı±Ò ø˙qº ˜±Ó‘¬1

˜˜Ó¬±1 Œfl¡±ÀÚ± Ó≈¬˘Ú± Ú±˝◊√√º ¬ı±·±Ú1 ‰¬±˝√√±¬ı1 ‚1Ó¬ ˜±˘Ó¬œÀ˚˛

¬ı±ø˝√√-¬ıÚ fl¡À1ø˝√√º Δ¬ÛÀ˚˛fl¡ ÚÔfl¡± øÓ¬1œ Œ˝√√±ª± ¬ı±À¬ı Œ˜˜‰¬±˝√√±À¬ı

˜±˘Ó¬œfl¡ Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛±¬ı± fl¡˚˛, ìÓ¬˝◊√√ ø√ÚÀÈ¬±Ó¬ ¬Û≈ª± ¤¬ı±1 ’±ø˝√√À˘˝◊√√

˝√√í¬ı, ’±1n∏ ˜˝◊√√ Ú±Ô±øfl¡À˘ Ó¬˝◊√√ Ú±ø˝√√ø¬ıºî Œ˜˜‰¬±˝√√±À¬ı ¤¬ı±1

ø¬ıÀ√˙Ó¬ 1 ˜±˝√√ Òø1 Ô±øfl¡¬ı1 ¬Û1Ó¬ ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 ¬ı1Õfl¡ fl¡©Ü

Δ˝√√øÂ√˘º fl¡±˜ ø¬ı‰¬±ø1 Ó¬±˝◊√√ ¸√±˚˛ ¬ıU≈√1 ˚±¬ı ˘·±Ó¬ ¬Ûø1øÂ√˘º

Ó¬±˝◊√√ ’fl¡À˘ÀÓ¬± ø˚˜±Ú ”√1 ˝√√À˘› ˚±¬ı ¬Û±ø1¬ı, øfl¡c fl¡Ì fl¡Ì

˘í1± ≈√øÈ¬fl¡ ˘·Ó¬ Δ˘ Œ˚±ª±ÀÓ¬± ˝◊√√˜±Ú ¸˝√√Ê√ fl¡±˜ Ú˝√√˚˛º

˜±˘Ó¬œ ˘·Ó¬ Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛±¬ı± Ê√œªÚ ˚≈XÓ¬ ˆ¬±·ø1 ¬ÛÀ1º øÚÊ√1

˘À‚±Ì Ó¬±˝◊√√ ¸˝√√… fl¡ø1¬ı ¬Û±À1, øfl¡c ¸ôL±Ú Œ˚øÓ¬˚˛± ‡±√…1

’ˆ¬±ªÓ¬ Œˆ¬±fl¡Ó¬ Ô±Àfl¡ Œ¸˝◊√√ ˚±LaÌ± ˜±Ó‘¬À˚˛ ¸˝√√… fl¡ø1¬ı

ŒÚ±ª±À1º ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛±¬ı± ø‰¬¤ûø1 ø‰¬¤ûø1 fl¡±øμ¬ıÕ˘ ˜Ú

˚±˚˛º øfl¡c ≈√‡œ˚˛±˝◊√√ fl¡±øμ› ≈√‡ ¬Û±Ó¬˘±¬ı ŒÚ±ª±À1, fl¡±øμ¬ıÕ˘

Œ˚ ˙øMê√› ˘±À·º ¤ÀÚÀ˚˛ ·±Ó¬ ŒÊ√±1 Ú±˝◊√√º ¤ÀÚfl≈¡ª± ¸˜˚˛ÀÓ¬

˘í1± ≈√øÈ¬fl¡ ‡≈ª±¬ıÕ˘, ‰¬±Î¬◊˘-’±˘≈ øfl¡øÚ¬ıÕ˘¬ ¬Û±ø1À˘ Œ√˝√√±1

’—· ø¬ıSêœ fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ ’±·¬ı±øÏ¬ˇ ˚±¬ıÕ˘ ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 ˜ÀÚ fl¡˚˛º

øfl¡c øfl¡Î¬Úœ, ø˘ˆ¬±1 fl¡±fl¡ Œ¬ıø‰¬¬ı ‚¬ÛƒÕfl¡º ¬Û±Úœ ‡±˝◊√√ ‡±˝◊√√

˜±˘Ó¬œ ’±Àfl¡Ã ˙±ôL Δ˝√√ ¬ÛÀ1º ˜±˘Ó¬œÀ˚˛ ˘í1± ≈√øÈ¬1 ˜”1Ó¬

˝√√±Ó¬ ¬ı≈˘±˝◊√√ fl¡˚˛ ìŒ¬ı±“¬Û±˝◊√√˝“√√Ó¬ ’í Ó¬˝√√ÀÓ¬ Œ˜±fl¡ é¬˜± fl¡ø1 ø√ø¬ı

Œ√ ◊√√º

˜˝◊√√ ¬ı1 Œ¬ı˚˛± ’íºî Ê√œªÚ1 ‰¬±fl¡ÕÌ˚˛±Ó¬ ¬Ûø1 ŒÙ“¬‰¬±1 ˜±Ó¬

Ú≈qÚ± ¬ıU ø√ÀÚ˝◊√√ ˝√√í˘º

˘±À˝√√ ˘±À˝√√ ˘í1± ≈√øÈ¬ Î¬±„√√1Õ˝√√ ’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√º ¸1n∏ÀÈ¬±Àª ≈√©Ü±ø˜

fl¡ø1À˘› Î¬±„√√1ÀÈ¬±Àª fl¡˜ ¬ı˚˛¸ÀÓ¬ Ê√œªÚ1 ‚±Ó¬-õ∂øÓ¬‚±Ó¬1

fl¡Ô± ¬ı≈øÊ√ Œ¬Û±ª± Δ˝√√ÀÂ√º ˝√√›ÀÓ¬ ¬ı˚˛¸Ó¬Õfl¡ Œ¬ıøÂ√ ·˝√√œÚ-

·yœ1Õfl¡ Ô±fl¡¬ıÕ˘ Δ˘ÀÂ√º ’ªÀ˙¯∏Ó¬ ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 Ê√œªÚÕ˘

¤À‰¬À1„√√± 1í√Ê√±fl¡ ’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√º ’ôLÓ¬ ˘í1± ≈√øÈ¬ Œ˚ õ∂‡1 ¬ı≈øX1

’±1n∏ ¬ı≈Ê√Ú Δ˝√√ÀÂ√ Œ¸˚˛±˝◊√√ ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 ˙øMê√ ’±1n∏ ˙±øôLº ˘í1±

˜±Ú≈˝√√ Œ˚øÓ¬˚˛± ¤Àfl¡± Ú˝√√íÀ˘› øfl¡¬ı± ¤È¬± fl¡ø1 Œ¬ÛÈ¬1 ˆ¬±Ó¬

Œ˜±fl¡˘±˝◊√√ ‡±¬ı ¬Û±ø1¬ıº ’ôLÓ¬ ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 √À1 øˆ¬é¬±1œ ¸‘√˙

Ê√œªÚ Ú˝√√˚˛º ˝√√Í¬±» ˜±˘Ó¬œÀ˚˛ ¤ø√Ú ·œÊ«√± ¤È¬±1 ‰¬±Ù¬-

ø‰¬fl≈¡ÌÓ¬±1 fl¡±˜ ø¬ı‰¬±ø1 ¤¬ı±1 ·œÊ«±ÀÈ¬±1 Ò˜« ˚±Ê√fl¡Ê√Ú1

›‰¬1Õ˘ ·í˘º ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 ≈√‡1 ø¬ıÚÚœÓ¬ Ò˜«˚±Ê√fl¡1 ’ôL1

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·ø˘À˘º ·œÊ±«√ÀÈ¬±1 ‰¬±ø1¸œ˜±1 øˆ¬Ó¬1ÀÓ¬ Ôfl¡±

¸1n∏‚1ÀÈ¬±Ó¬ Ô±øfl¡¬ıÕ˘ ’±|˚˛ ø√À˘º Ò˜«˚±Ê√fl¡1

¬Û‘á¬À¬Û±¯∏fl¡Ó¬±Ó¬ ¬ı±¸ª ’±1n∏ Œ√ªø¯∏«fl¡ SêÀ˜ ›‰¬11 Œ‰¬˝◊√√KI◊

Œ˜1œÊ√ ¶≈®˘Ó¬ ¬ÛÏ¬ˇ±1 ¸≈ø¬ıÒ± ø√À˘º ¤˚˛± ˆ¬·ª±Ú1 ’À˙¯∏

fl‘¡¬Û±º ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 ¬Ûø¬ıS ’ôL11 ø˜ÚøÓ¬ ˆ¬1± ¸1˘ ø¬ıÚøÚ1 Ù¬˘º

’øÓ¬˙˚˛ Œ˜Ò±ªœ Â√±S ø˝√√‰¬±À¬Û ¬ı±¸ª ’±1n∏ Œ√ªø¯∏«fl¡ Œ˜Ò±ªœ

≈√‡œ˚˛± Â√±S-Â√±SœÕ˘ Ôfl¡± ¬Û≈“øÊ√1¬Û±1 ¬ÛÀÏ¬ˇ±ª±1 √±ø˚˛Q

Œ‰¬˝◊√√KI◊À˜1œÊ√ ¶≈®˘‡ÀÚ ˘íÀ˘º ’±øÊ√ ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 ˜Ú ’±fl¡±˙Ó¬

‚Ú fl¡˘± Î¬±ª1 Ú±˝◊√√, ¤‡Ú Ù¬1fl¡±˘ ’±fl¡±˙1 Δ¸ÀÓ¬ 1í√ ’±ø˝√√

˜±˘Ó¬œfl¡ Œ¬Û±˝√√1 ‰¬øÈ¬˚˛±˝◊√√ÀÂ√ø˝√√º

·œÊ«√±ÀÈ¬±1 ‰¬±Ù¬-ø‰¬fl≈¡ÌÓ¬±1 Œ¬ıÓ¬Ú ø˝√√‰¬±À¬Û ˜±À˝√√fl¡Ó¬ Ó¬±˝◊√√

2000 È¬fl¡± ¬Û±˚˛º Ó¬±˝◊√√1 ¸1˘Ó¬±1 ¬ı±À¬ı Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛±¬ı±

Ò˜«˚±Ê√fl¡Ê√ÀÚ› ¬ı±¸ª ’±1n∏ Œ√ªø¯∏«fl¡ ‚1Õ˘ ‡±¬ıÕ˘ ˜±ÀÓ¬º

2000 È¬fl¡±À1 Œ˚Ú-ŒÓ¬ÀÚÕfl¡ øÓ¬øÚÈ¬± õ∂±ÌœÀ1 ˜±˘Ó¬œ1

¸—¸±1‡Ú ‰¬ø˘ Δ· ’±ÀÂ√º ’±øÊ√ 2 ¬ıÂ√À1 õ∂øÓ¬˜±À˝√√ 50-200

È¬fl¡±Õfl¡ Ó¬±˝◊√√ ¬Û˝◊√√‰¬±› Ê√˜± fl¡ø1ÀÂ√, ˝◊√√˝√√Ó¬ ≈√È¬±1 ¬ı±À¬ı ≈√˝◊√√- ¤È¬±

˘±·øÓ¬˚˛±˘ ¬ıd› øfl¡øÚÀÂ√º Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛±¬ı± ¬Û˝◊√√‰¬± Ê√˜± ˝√√À˘›,

Œ¸˝◊√√ ¬Û˝◊√√‰¬± ˝√√Í¬±» õ∂À˚˛±Ê√Ú Œ˝√√±ª±Ó¬ Œ˙¯∏ Δ˝√√ ˚±˚˛º ¤ÀÚÕfl¡

50-100-200 È¬fl¡±Õfl¡ ’±øÊ√ ≈√¬ıÂ√À1 ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 ˝√√±Ó¬Ó¬

6000 È¬fl¡± Œ·±È¬ ‡±˝◊√√ÀÂ√Õ·º Ó¬±˝◊√√ ˜ÚÀÓ¬ ˆ¬±ø¬ıÀÂ√, ¤˝◊√√¬ı±1

¤˝◊√√ø‡øÚÀ1 ¸1n∏-¸≈1± ’˘¬Û ¬ıd øfl¡øÚ øfl¡¬ı± Œ√±fl¡±Ú ø√¬ı Œ¬ıøÂ√

ø˙øé¬Ó¬ Ú˝√√íÀ˘› ˜±˘Ó¬œ1 ø‰¬ôL±˙œ˘ ’±1n∏ ¸±˝√√¸œ ˜Ú1 ¬ı±À¬ı

¤˚˛± ˚ÀÔ©Ü ¸˜˘º ¤˝◊√√√À1 ¬Û˝◊√√‰¬± ’˘¬Û ’˘¬ÛÕfl¡ ¸±ø‰¬¬ı,

˘í1±≈√È¬±fl¡ ˜±Ú≈˝√√ fl¡ø1¬ı1 ¬ı±À¬ıº

Ê√œªÚ1 ¬ÛÔ ’˘¬Û ˜≈fl¡ø˘ Œ˝√√±ª±Ó¬ ’±øÊ√ ¬ıU ¬¬ıÂ√11 ˜”1Ó¬

Ó¬±˝◊√√ ·±“ª1 ‚1Õ˘ ’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√º ˝√√±Ê√±1 ˝√√›fl¡, Œ¸˝◊√√‡Ú Ó¬±˝◊√√1 ˜±fl¡1

‚1º ≈√¬ı…ª˝√√±1 fl¡ø1À˘› Ó¬±˝◊√√fl¡ ‡≈1œÀ˚˛fl¡˝√√ÀÓ¬ ‡±¬ıÕ˘ ø√øÂ√˘º

˜Ú1 ˚±Ó¬Ú±À¬ı±1 ’Ú≈ˆ¬ª Úfl¡À1± ¬ı≈ø˘ ˆ¬±ø¬ıÀ˘› Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛±¬ı±

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˙1œÀ1 ˝√√±˝√√±fl¡±1 fl¡ø1øÂ√˘º ˝√√±Ê√±1 ˝√√›fl¡, Œ¸˝◊√√‡Ú Ó¬±˝◊√√1

’±˝◊√√Ó¬±fl¡1 ‚1, ˚íÓ¬ ¬Û±1 Δ˝√√øÂ√˘ Ó¬±˝◊√√1 Δ˙˙ª-Δfl¡À˙±1º

’±·1 √À1 ‡≈1œÀ˚˛fl¡˝√√ÀÓ¬ øfl¡˚˛ Ê√±ÀÚ± ¤˝◊√√¬ı±1 Œ¬ı˚˛±Õfl¡ Œfl¡±ª±

Ú±˝◊√√, ˝√√˚˛ÀÓ¬± ≈√È¬± ¸ôL±ÀÚÀ1 ˜±Ó‘¬QÀ1 ’øˆ¬:Ó¬± ¬ı˚˛¸œ˚˛± Ú±1œ

¬ı≈ø˘À˚˛˝◊√√ ÚÓ≈¬¬ı± ¬ıU ¬ıÂ√11 ˜”1Ó¬ Œ√‡± Œ¬Û±ª± ¬ı±À¬ı˝◊√√ ˜±˘Ó¬œÀ˚˛

Œ˙±ªøÚ Œfl¡±Í¬±ÀÈ¬±ÀÓ¬ ¬ıø˝√√ ˝◊√√˜±Ú¬ÛÀ1 ’Ó¬œÓ¬ Œ1±˜LöÚ fl¡ø1

’±øÂ√˘º ˝◊√√˜±Ú¬ÛÀ1 Œ¬ıø˘øÈ¬ ¬Û”ª ’±fl¡±˙ ¬Û±˝◊√√øÂ√˘ Δ·, ¤Ê√±fl¡

1í√ ˜±˘Ó¬œfl¡ ø¬ı‰¬±ø1 1n∏˜ÀÈ¬±Õ˘ Œ¸±˜±˝◊√√ ’±ø˝√√˘º

A Life spent making mistakes is not only more honourable but also more usefulthan a life spent doing nothing.

George Bernard Shaw

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ˆ”¬Ó¬1 Δ¸ÀÓ¬ Œ˜±fl¡±ø¬ı˘±

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õ∂±Mê√Ú Â√±S

ˆ”¬Ó¬1 fl¡±ø˝√√Úœ ¸1n∏À1 ¬Û1±˝◊√√ qøÚÀÂ√±, ¤˝◊√√ Δ˘ ’ÀÚfl¡ ·ä-

&Ê√Àª± fl¡ø1ÀÂ√± ’±1n∏ ¤˝◊√√ø¬ı˘±fl¡1 ø¬ı¯∏À˚˛ ø˘‡± Œfl¡˝◊√√¬ı±‡ÀÚ±

·±Ê√±‡≈ø1 fl¡±ø˝√√Úœ1 øfl¡Ó¬±À¬Û± ¬ÛøÏ¬ˇÀÂ√±º øfl¡c ’±øÊ√Õ˘Àfl¡

¤˝◊√√ø¬ıÒ õ∂±Ìœ1 ˘·Ó¬ õ∂Ó¬…é¬ˆ¬±Àª ˜≈‡±˜≈ø‡ Œ˝√√±ª± Ú±˝◊√√º

Œ¸À˚˛À˝√√ ˆ¬À˚˛˝◊√√ ˆ”¬Ó¬ ¬ı≈ø˘ ’Ô¬ı± ˆ”¬Ó¬ fl¡ä±Ú±¸y≤Ó¬ ¬ı≈ø˘À˚˛˝◊√√

ø¬ıÀ¬ı‰¬Ú± fl¡ø1 ’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√±º

øfl¡c, ¤ø√Ú ˜±Ê√øÚ˙± ’¸˜ ˝◊√√ø?øÚ˚˛±ø1— fl¡À˘Ê√1 ‰¬±ø1

Ú•§1 Œ˝√√±À©Ü˘Ó¬ ¤ÀÚ ¤È¬± ‚È¬Ú±1 ¸ij≈‡œÚ Δ˝√√øÂ√À˘±, ø˚ÀÈ¬±Àª

ˆ”¬Ó¬ ¸•ÛÀfl«¡ Ôfl¡± Œ˜±1 ¬ıX˜”˘ Ò±1Ì±ÀÈ¬±Àfl¡ ¸˘øÚ fl¡ø1

ø√˚˛±1 Î¬◊¬ÛSê˜ fl¡ø1øÂ√˘º ’ªÀ˙…, øfl¡Â≈√ é¬Ì1 ¬Û±‰¬ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ Œ˜±1

˜Ú1 ¬Û1± ¤˝◊√√ ¸Àij±˝√√Úœ ˆ¬±ª ’±“Ó¬ø1 Δ· ¬Û≈Ú1 ¶§±ˆ¬±øªfl¡

’ª¶ö± ‚”ø1 ’±ø˝√√øÂ√˘º

Œ¸˝◊√√ø√ÚÀÈ¬±1 ¬ı±1-Ó¬±ø1‡ ¬Û±˝√√ø1À˘± ˚ø√›, Ó¬±1

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’±¶ö±Ú1 ¬Û1± ‚1Õ˘ ’˝√√±1 fl¡Ô± ’±øÂ√˘º ˝◊√√øÓ¬˜ÀÒ… ’±˜±1

ø¡ZÓ¬œ˚˛ ¬ı±ø¯∏«fl¡ ¬Û1œé¬± Œ˙¯∏ Δ˝√√øÂ√˘º Œ˝√√±À©Ü˘1 ¬ı±fl¡œø¬ı˘±fl¡

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’±ª±¸œÀ˚˛˝◊√√ ·‘˝√√±øˆ¬˜≈‡œ Δ˝√√øÂ√˘º ’±¬ı±¸œ¸fl¡˘1 ¸—‡…± fl¡ø˜

Œ˚±ª±Ó¬ Œ˝√√±À©Ü˘ÀÈ¬±Ó¬ ¶§±ˆ¬±øªfl¡ÀÓ¬ ¤È¬± øÚ˜±›˜±› øÚÊ√±Ú

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Œ¸˝◊√√ÀÈ¬± ¬ıÂ√1 ˜˝◊√√ fl¡È¬±˝◊√√øÂ√À˘± Œ˝√√±À©Ü˘1 õ∂Ô˜ ˜˝√√˘±1

¤Àfl¡¬ı±À1 √øé¬Ì-¬Ûø(˜ Œfl¡±ÌÓ¬ Ôfl¡± øS˙ Ú•§1 1n∏˜Ó¬º

1n∏˜À˜È¬ ’±øÂ√˘ ¬Û=˜ ¬ı±ø¯∏«fl¡1 ¸≈¬ıËÓ¬ ¬Û±Í¬fl¡ ’±1n∏ ’±˜±1

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Œ¸±Úfl¡±À˘ Î¬◊Í¬±1 ’ˆ¬…±¸ Ôfl¡± √œ¬Û±ÇÀ1 ˆ¬±Ó¬ Œ‡±ª±1

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1n∏˜Õ˘ ’±ø˝√√øÂ√˘ Œ˙±ª± ¬Û˘˜ Œ˝√√±ª±1 fl¡±1ÀÌ ŒÓ¬›“1 Î¬◊Í¬±›

¬Û˘˜ Δ˝√√øÂ√˘º ˜˝◊√√ ’±øÂ√À˘± ŒÓ¬›“À˘±fl¡ ≈√À˚˛±À1 ˜±ÀÊ√-˜ÀÒ…º

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˜˝◊√√ Œ¬ıÂ√ ˜≈Mê√˜ÀÚÀ1 ’±øÂ√À˘±º ‚11 ø¬ıøˆ¬iß fl¡Ô±-¬ıÓ¬1±ø¬ı˘±fl¡

˜ÚÕ˘ ’±ø˝√√øÂ√˘º øfl¡ fl¡ø1˜, øfl¡ Úfl¡ø1˜ &Ì±-·“Ô√± fl¡ø1

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’±Ô«±1 fl¡Ú±Ú Î¬˚˛˘ [Â√±1˘flƒ¡ ˝√√í˜Âƒ√]1 Œfl¡˝◊√√È¬±˜±Ú ’Ú≈ø√Ó¬

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¬Û±‰¬Ó¬ ˜ÚÕ˘ ˆ¬±ª ’±ø˝√√˘ Œ˚ ¬Û±‰¬ø√Ú± ‚1Õ˘ ˚±¬ıÕ˘

1±øÓ¬¬Û≈ª±˝◊√√ Œ˝√√±À©Ü˘ ¤ø1¬ı ˘±ø·¬ıº¬ ·øÓ¬Àfl¡ øÚ¬ı˘·œ˚˛± ¬ıô¶-

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ø¬ı‰¬Ú±1 ¬Û1± Î¬◊øÍ¬ ’±ø˝√√À˘±º

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fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ ’±1y fl¡ø1À˘±º ¬ıd ¬ı±˝√√±øÚÀ¬ı±1 ¸±˜ø1-¸≈“Ó¬ø1 ¤¬ı±1

≈√ª±1‡Ú Œ˜ø˘ ¬ı±ø˝√√1Õ˘ ›˘±À˘±º

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fl¡ø1Î¬1ÀÈ¬±1 ˜±Ê√ˆ¬±·Ó¬ ;ø˘ Ôfl¡± ˘±˝◊√√ÀÈ¬±1 Œ¬Û±˝√√1Ó¬

fl¡ø1Î¬1ÀÈ¬±1 ’±Ò± ’—˙Õ˘Àfl¡À˝√√ ˜øÌ¬ı ¬Û1± Δ˝√√øÂ√˘º ¬ı±ø˝√√11

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fl≈¡“ª˘œ1 ’±ª1Ì Ù¬±ø˘ Œ¬ıøÂ√ ”√1Õ˘ ’±À˘±øfl¡Ó¬ fl¡ø1¬ı ¬Û1±

Ú±øÂ√˘º 1±gøÚ‚11 ¬Û±‰¬Ù¬±˘1 ¬Û1± fl≈¡fl≈¡1¬ı‘μ1 ¸øijø˘Ó¬

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’±Àª˙Ó¬ Œ˜±1 ˜ÚÓ¬ ’±Àfl¡Ã ëÂ√±1˘flƒ¡ ˝√√í˜ÀÂƒ√ ˆ≈¬˜≈øfl¡

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˝◊√√øÓ¬˜ÀÒ… ‚Î¬ˇœ1 ˙s˝◊√√ ¬ı±1 ¬ı±øÊ√ Œ˚±ª±1 ¸—Àfl¡Ó¬ Ò√ıøÚ

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’±“Í≈¬ª±‡Ú Œ¬Û˘±˝◊√√ ø¬ı‰¬Ú±Ó¬ Î¬◊øÍ¬¬ıÕ˘ ˘›“ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ ≈√ª±1Ó¬ ¤È¬±

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Œ√À‡“± Œ˝√√ ˜˝◊√√ Ê√¬Û±˝◊√√ ΔÔ ’˝√√± ≈√ª±1‡ÚÓ¬ fl¡±øÌ≈√ª1œÕfl¡ Ù¬±“fl¡

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øÚ¬ı‘øM√√ fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ ¸±˝√√À¸À1 √Ê«√±‡Ú ‡≈ø˘ ¬ı±ø˝√√1Õ˘ ‰¬±À˘±º Ú±˝◊√√,

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Œ¸±˜±¬ıÕ˘ ¬ı±›“Ù¬±À˘ ‚”À1“±ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ Œ√ø‡À˘± ¤fl¡ ’À˘Ãøfl¡fl¡

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"People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be."- Abraham Lincoln

"If you judge people, you have no time to love them."- Mother Teresa

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"Dear lord, tomorrow my class-XII results will beout. I wish to top once again. Please fulfil my wishGod", Annanya prayed before she went to sleep thatnight. As she had topped the class- X board exam,she wanted to do it this time too. Annanya, a simpleteenager, lived with her parents and younger sister.She was a studious and hardworking girl. Being theclass topper since her primary school days, she wasthe favorite of all her teachers. After class X, she gotherself admitted in one of the best colleges in the cityand had private tutors for her subjects. As she hadalways dreamt to be a doctor, she also joined a reputedcoaching institute in the city. Overall, she dedicatedherself whole heartedly to studies and graduallydistanced herself from the activities which she thoughtwould hamper her study time.

Annanya tossed and turned on her bed. She wasquite anxious and excited at the same time. She wasconfident that she would certainly be the state topper.But she also feared that she might not make it. Hermind flashed back to the time when she became theclass-X state topper. So many people includingreporters from local news channels had thronged herhouse. All these memories brought a faint smile on herface.

Next morning she woke up at 5am. She put on her

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favorites dress and offered her prayers to GoddessSaraswati. Finally at 11 am, the results were out onthe internet. She logged on to the website where theresults were published and entered her roll number.After about five minutes her result got displayed. Herworst fear materialised. "IMPOSSIBLE!", Annanyashouted in horror . Her parents rushed into the room."What is it dear? What happened?" Her motherasked.

"Look I got 87% and I didn't get a position in thetop ten. How is this possibe Maa?" Annanya cried.Her mother hugged her and said, "Calm down dear.Sit down and we can talk about it." "No Maa, Thiscannot happen," Annanya shouted.

"Annanya, the medical exam results are yet to beout. That is more important. So don't worry now."Her father said in an assuring tone. Annanya calmeddown but was very upset with her result. Neverthelessshe decided to wait for her medical entrance resultwhich was to be declared soon. Two days later, themedical entrance results were announced. She scored180 out of 300, 9 marks short of the cutoff score189. This meant that Annanya did not make it to thetop medical colleges. Her father went to her roomand told her, " When you couldn't top your HS exam,I was not very upset. I thought you would surely

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clear the medical entrain exam, but you have failedagain this time. I am very disappointed." Annanya feltchoked and tears rolled down her eyes. After somany years of constant hard-work she had failed tofulfil her parent's expectations. Later, that afternoonher mother went to her room with lunch. She satbeside her and told her, "We have given you everything.You were admitted to the best college, the bestcoaching institute. We appointed the best tutors foryou. What went wrong? Why couldn't you clear yourentrance exam? Your cousin Vicky was never as brightas you yet he has managed to get a seat in one of thetop engineering colleges of the state. I was so ashamedwhen people called me up to enquire about yourresult." Annanya was very depressed and hated herselffor everything she has done.

Annanya felt sick. That night she was unable tosleep. With a heavy heart, she made a decision toend her life and thus put an end to all the shame herparents were facing. She pulled out her pen and anote pad and began writing:

Dear Maa and Papa,I know I have disappointed you and I am really

very sorry. Believe me; I studied very hard. I don'tknow what went wrong. Please forgive me. I cannotlet you be ashamed of me anymore. I love you andtake care of Pinky.

YoursAnnanyaShe neatly folded the note and placed it below her

pen-stand. Then she thought of every possible way ofending her life and finally she decided that the bestway would be to drown herself in the river. At dawn,Annanya sneaked out of her house while her parentswere asleep and set out for the riverbank. As shewalked out of the gate, she turned back to have a lastlook at her house. Reaching the riverbank, she staredat the river and said to herself, "This is the solution ofall problems. Maa and Papa will no longer have to be

ashamed of me." She took a deep breath and asshe was about to jump, she heard a loud cry. She

noticed at the far end of the riverside a fishermanlooking at his palm and crying with joy," Thank you,oh River God! Thank you so much for the fish youhave given me." Annanya though that the fishermansaw her, he cheerfully showed her the fish which wasthe size of his palm and told her, "You see child, thisis the fish I caught." Annanya was surprised and asked,"But it is so small. Why were you thanking the RiverGod for it?" The fishman smiled at her and said, "I ama poor fisherman and this is my only means oflivelihood. I had not been able to catch a fish since thelast few days. My family had to sleep with emptystomachs. Many of my friend had told me to quitefishing and take to begging as they had done. Theysaid there were no more fish in the river. But I hadfaith that I will catch fish again and now you see Icaught this. Today my family will have a hearty meal."Saying this, the fisherman went away, happily singingout of tune.

Annanya again looked down at the river. She sawher reflection in the water. Tears flowed down from hereyes. She wiped her tears and told herself, "This is notthe end. Failure is a part of everyone's life. I shouldbelieve in myself. I know my life has much to offer."With fresh hopes and a new enthusiasm, she startedwalking back home. On the way she scolded herselffor the stupid decision she had taken a few hours ago.

When she reached home around 8am, her motherwalked up to her and said, "It's a good thing that youhave started going for morning walks. It will keepyour mind fresh and focussed. Come, have breakfastwith us." Suddenly Annanya remembered about thenote. She had to tear it up and throw it. Running toher room, she walked to her table and lifted up herpen-stand, but the note was not there. Instead therewas a new table clock on her table, which had thewords" Keep Moving Forward" written on its dial.

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I met her when I was in college. It was that cold winterafternoon, when she sat besides me in that vacant class-room. I proposed to her with a red rose in my hand andshe hugged me. She was like a new world to me. Myrusted body come to life each time she touched me. Whenshe was with me, everything seemed new and fresh to me,the air felt more fresh to breathe, the flowers smelt moresweet and I felt more loved.

I was a guy who does not even remember his father'sface. All I had in this world were my mother and sister.My mother taught me to be a good guy and always said,"Good people always get good things"; and so there I hadthe best thing for me in the world, that was she beside me.It did not take me long to marry her and that day ourfamily finally had four members in it. As a child, I alwaysslept beside my mother, but now I was sleeping with mylove. We were happy going and I loved my new family.

That day I witnessed the situation in afternoon aftercoming home from work. That day for the first time, I feltlike losing her from my life and for that very reason, thatday for the first time, I went against my mother and sister.For a man, the only two women who loves you the most isyour mother and life-partner.

Many a time, my mother's loving image was eclipsedby her body, and the day came soon. When I was blind-folded with the feeling that the only person in the worldwho loves me was her. It didn't take me long to leavehome with her to a new place, promising mother to sendsome amount of money for their support.

Time went by, and it was like I was in a wonderlandwith my life partner and I totally forgot about my past life.

One night I had a dream. I saw a small kid sitting neara woman. He was crying and his mother was consolinghim. I, at once, recognised them. It was me as a child andmy mother. I remembered. I was beaten up that day in

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school and I came home crying all the way. I again sawmyself in my mother's lap. I could see my mother huggingme and I saw tears in her eyes.

The scene turned. I saw myself as a kid and a little girlbeside me. I could recollect that moment. It was my birth-day that day and the girl was my sister. She gifted me a penand she was saying, "My brother is the best."

The scene again shifted. I saw a small house. It was adark night. An old woman was in bed all alone and tearsrolling down her eyes. It was my mother. I saw a girl nearmy mother and I heard her speaking, "I miss you brother..."

Suddenly, I woke up. I was in my bed in my room. Isaw her face infront of me. She was sleeping and her faceseemed innocent. Some hairs fell over her face and I setthem apart. She was really a beautiful thing.

But my heart was still somewhere lost after that dream.I found myself to be a lost man. I just closed my eyestrying to calm myself. I concentrated on the darkness withinmy mind and tried to calm down myself.

I looked through the window and saw the moon shin-ing in the sky. The world seemed asleep. I looked up at thesky. I thought about my mother and sister. I closed myeyes again, and my mother's and sisters image were float-ing infront of me.

At once I moved out of the room, out of my house. Idrove through the road. I felt as if I was missing some trainand there was no time left. I drove fast. At last my carcame to a halt infront of my house. I got out of my car andran towards my home. I dashed open the door. I saw mymother sleeping on bed and my sister on the sofa besideher still awake.

I looked at her eyes. Those still had a feeling that, "Mybrother is the best."

I came near my mother, touched her hands and said tomyself. "I'm sorry I won't ever go away from you again."

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It was a very cold December night in Saket, NewDelhi. The year was 2008. Most people preferred tostay indoors, warming themselves by the fireplace; forthose who didn't possess that luxury, a cheaply lit fireon the footpaths served the purpose. It was a pitifulsight to see the miserable state of those who took shel-ter on the pavements. As the night approached the latehours, the streets grew deserted and the wind seemedto go a level higher on the 'chill' scale.

On Bylane 6, Jyotinagar, Saket, lived ArunDutta, a sales professional, working for Devon Phar-maceuticals, a reputed multi-national company. Arunoriginally hailed from a small village in Titabar, Assamand had been working in Delhi for the past 3 years.Hailing from a simple background, he, initially, had tostruggle with the fierce job life the company offered,the sky-touching expectations from his bosses and over-all, a sense of non-familiarity and hostility in the Delhiambience. However, within a few months, work con-sumed him and he basically kept to himself. The em-ployees hostel in Saket, where he stayed had well-furnished single rooms with all the modern facilities.But, he was not a happy man. He battled lonelinessevery day. He had lost his mother when he was just 9years old and his only sister, Jyoti, had died in a ter-rible fire accident in her hostel, 4 years back, when shewas pursuing her majors in English in Delhi University.She was found almost 80 per cent burned and the onlything that could be identified was the gold earring onher left year. His father went in to a coma when he gotthe terrible news on 28 December, 2004. And within a

HELLO BROTHER!

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few months, he passed away too. Arun had no family;for him, his work meant everything now.

It was 10.47pm. Arun had his dinner at the hostelmess and decided to take a stroll in the long corridorsof his hostel. He usually took walks after dinner, visitingpast memories of his childhood in his village. As hestrolled through the corridor, he could see his co-work-ers retire into the comforts of quilts and blankets whilesome of their room-mates preferred to work.

Arun kept assessing the long corridor, which, on oneside, ended in a balcony that offered a view of the de-serted streets and on the other side, it terminated at thehostel library. He thought whether someone could actu-ally be walking on the corridor late night and go unno-ticed. He suddenly checked his watch and noticed itwas already midnight. He realized he had kept himselflost in vague thoughts too long and needed to get sleep.All other rooms went dark, meaning the night-crawlershad taken to slumber too. He was the single man awakein his floor. As he walked up to his room, he felt some-one behind and suddenly turned, only to hear a gentlerustle of the leaves of the neem tree near the balcony. Itfelt strange for him as he was 90 per cent sure someonestood behind him. Without wasting a moment, he rushedto his room and screamed in horror! His room was in acomplete mess, with his belongings scattered on the floor.The bedsheet was completely wet and a bucket lay ontop of it. He could not comprehend the scene. But itwas the mud-stained writing on the wall opposite himthat sent chilling waves through his spine. HELLOBROTHER!!! He was in shock. Quickly regaining his

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senses, he went inside the room and lookedaround. He crawled and looked under the bed.He even checked the almirah and behind the long cur-tains. No one was there. He looked at the wall again.He had no doubt that only his sister could write it, buthow? She had been dead for four years.

Suddenly, he felt cold again and realized someone'spresence behind. Drops of sweat appeared on his fore-head. He was scared now. Still, he turned back andcould see only the door eerily opened, and staring backat him. Mustering enough courage, he shouted at thetop of his voice, "WHO'S THERE?" Only silence an-swered him…

He then heard footsteps outside his room. He rushedoutside and saw that his colleague, Mayur, who stayedin the next room, was shaving in the corridor. He wasnaturally appalled to see someone shave late at nightand felt a strange sensation of fear. Something wasn'tright and Arun completely lost his mind. He stoodstunned for a few seconds and then, suddenly rushedback into his room. Few moments later, he felt some-one touch him from behind. It was an icy-cold touch.Slowly, he turned towards the source of touch and letout a deafening scream of horror. Standing in front ofhim was a girl, with burnt marks all over her body. Shelooked frightening in her burnt state. She was crying,standstill at her place. What he could make out wasonly a gold earring on her left ear. Her eyes were trans-fixed on him, which were crying out for help. Suddenly,the girl shouted at him "BROTHER, LOOK AT ME"and he stopped screaming. The watchman standing atthe gate noticed smoke, bellowing out of Arun's roomand within seconds, a huge blaze erupted. He yelledand rushed into the hostel, alerting the others in therooms, on the way to Arun's room.

The next morning, the men's hostel was crowdedwith media persons and policemen. Arun Dutta's roomwas completely charred and his dead body was notfound. Surprisingly, what remained unburned and com-pletely intact, was a diary, in one of the corners of theroom. When one of the policemen opened it, he foundthat most of the pages consisted of business notes writ-

ten by Arun. But, one page caught his attention. Itread:

Dear Jyoti,The day since you left me, life has turned all grey-

ish, so lonely. Why did you leave me, sister? Rather,I should ask God why He took your life so early.Yes, God can be cruel sometimes, I wouldn't doubtthat. You know, every night, since I came to Delhi, Ialways try to feel you in this city. I never saw youafter the accident; you were in such a bad state,doctors say. As your elder brother, I couldn't be thereto help you. What a curse on me! But I still longedto see you, in whichever state you were. Every nightin this hostel, I walk through the corridor and lookat the neem tree, because I feel you would climb it,like you used to when you were a child and comerunning to me. There were so many nights when Icried because you were the only sister I had and Icouldn't do anything about it. BUT TODAY, I METYOU. I AM SO HAPPY. OUR FAMILY WILL BEREUNITED AND WE SHALL LIVE HAPPILY.

The last words were written in bold. The policemanalso noticed a small golden earring attached to that page.He didn't understand what the page or the earring meantuntil Mayur Dhiraj, Arun's colleague briefed the police-men about Arun's life story, which Arun had shared withhim one day. This was no ordinary tale.

This story is based on a vividly descriptivedream which I saw one night after knowing aboutthe Delhi gang-rape incident of December 2012and for a split second, everything in the dreamseemed to happen around me. The brutal incidentin Delhi stirred many disturbing thoughts in mymind, as I realized that girl could have beenanyone's daughter, sister, wife or mother. I have asister and as a concerned brother, I care for hersafety all the time, even more after that incident.It also goes to say that deep down in our hearts,we care for the well-being of our family and whatthe dream brought out were the deepest fears oflosing a family member. I simply couldn't help butshare this story, which had put such a profoundimpact on my mind.

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KOH SAMET-HEAVEN ON LAND

Hrishikesh Sarma

4th Semester

A visit to Koh Samet- an island, was not includedin our itinerary during our month long stay in Thailand.We had a plan to visit the famous Phuket Island, butdue to unavoidable circumstances we had to drop theidea and decided to go to koh samet instead. We, i.e.my mom, dad, brother and uncle, started our journeyfrom my aunt's residence in their car with my grandpa atthe wheel. First, we stopped at the 'Lotus ShoppingComplex' to make some necessary purchases. Then wecontinued our journey to the taxi station. We hired ataxi and reached a pier where we had to board a ferry,bound for this dazzling island. As soon as we reachedthe pier, we bought our tickets and got a few platefulsof 'Phamay' (fruit, mixed with salt, chili and sugar).After this, we boarded the ferry and there my dreamjourney began. The sea on which we were moving wasa part of the East china Sea. It was a wonderful sight-green and bluish water with waves moving majestically.It was spellbinding. After a couple of minutes, I beganto chat with a Thai boy, who by God's grace could speakEnglish and very soon I came to know that his namewas Luet-Yu. He told me that koh samet was the bestholiday destinaton for foreigners and that lots of peoplevisit the place, particularly during winters. Suddenly, thegentle salty sprays from the sea distracted our talk andwe started admiring the breathtaking beauty of the vastsea. When we finally reached the sandy beach of ourdestination, we jumped off the ferry in glee! We hired ataxi, though it was just a twenty minutes walk. Then wegot the entry pass by paying some amount and there wesaw the heaven laying infront of us. When I saw theocean, I just wanted to plunge into it immediately, butmy mother didn't allow me to do so.

There were many motels, hotels and restaurantson the beach. We checked into a hotel that was meat,clean and cozy. As soon as we changed, my brotherand I just dashed towards the sea, jumped into it andthen started playing-splashing water on each other. Our

dad, too, joined us in the water and had great fun. Wetried out a few water sports. We saw a banana-boat(It's made of plastic), which was attached to the backof a motor -boat. A few people were sitting on the ba-nana-boat and we too joined them. The driver drovethe motorboat as fast as possible on the sea and wetagged behind. After the boat ride, We returned to thehotel to have lunch. We had a Thaj dish known as Phat-kapan-kai and a soup-Tom-yum. After lunch, we lazedaround for some time. The gentle melancholy of thetwilight brought a feeling of tenderness and peace. Atdusk, the hotel, illuminated with bright lights, looked asif the heaven had come down. People were singing anddancing. The whole atmosphere was very lively andenchanting.

Very soon, I saw tents being put up on the sandybeach. We went to the seashore and sat there with ourlamps (Provide by the manager of the motel) burning infront of us. I felt as if I were in a magical world! After awhile, two foreigners (children) came. One was Jamesand other was Adams. They came to us asking whetherwe would like to make sand castles with them; mybrother and I readily agreed. I was thrilled to see thesand, powdery gray and very fine

After sometime a fire eater showed a few daredevil stunts. It was amazing! We return to our roomsfor the night, for a nice cozy sleep in our bunks.

The next day we were to leave our island andwe were sorry that we had only a couple of hours tospare. We had a light breakfast and started to enjoy afew water sports for the last time. And then- it wastime for us to leave. I didn't want to leave, neither didthe others- but we could not help it. So we unwillinglybade good-bye to the island and boarded a ferry.

It was a wonderful experience!! If you visit Thai-land someday DO NOT FORGET TO VISIT THEHEAVEN ON LAND-KOH SAMET. And don't missto notice the white powdery sand too!!

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1±Ê√…1 ¬ı±ø˝√√11 Œfl¡±ÀÚ±¬ı± ¤Ê√Úfl¡ ø˜˘ÀÈ¬± ·Ó¬±˝◊√√ ø√˚˛± ˝√√í˘º

|ø˜fl¡ fl¡˜«‰¬±1œ1 ¬Û1± ø¬ıøˆ¬iß ¸—·Í¬ÚÕ˘Àfl¡ õ∂øÓ¬¬ı±√ ’±1y

˝√√í˘º ‰¬±fl¡ø1 Œ˚±ª±1 ˆ¬˚˛Ó¬ ¤fl¡±—˙ |ø˜fl¡-fl¡˜«‰¬±1œÀ˚˛

˜±ø˘fl¡1 ¬Ûé¬ ˘íÀ˘º ‰¬1fl¡±1, ˜±ø˘fl¡ ¬Ûé¬ ’±1n∏ |ø˜fl¡

fl¡˜«‰¬±1œ1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬ ’±À˘±‰¬Ú± ‰¬ø˘˘º ’±À˘±‰¬Ú±1 Œ˙¯∏Ó¬

˜±ø˘fl¡ ¬Ûé¬˝◊√√ ¸fl¡À˘±À¬ı±1 fl¡˜«‰¬±1œÀfl¡ øÚ˚˛˜œ˚˛± √1˜˝√√± ø√˚˛±1

õ∂øÓ¬|n∏øÓ¬À1 ø˜˘ÀÈ¬± ¬Û≈Ú1 ‰¬±˘≈ fl¡1±1 ¬ı±À¬ı ˜±øôL ˝√√í˘º

ø˜˘ÀÈ¬± ’øÒfl¡ fl¡±˚«é¬˜ fl¡1±1 ¶§±Ô«Ó¬ ¬ı±ø˝√√11 ¬Û1± ¸≈√é¬

’øˆ¬˚ôL± ’Ú± ˝√√í˘º ≈√Ê√Ú˜±Ú ¶ö±Úœ˚˛ õ∂ˆ≈¬ˆ¬Mê√ fl¡˜«‰¬±1œ1

˘·ÀÓ¬ 1±Ê√…1 ¬ı±ø˝√√11 ¬Û1± ’Ú± ¬Û˝√√1±√±11 Ê√ø1˚˛ÀÓ¬

ø˜˘ÀÈ¬± ø√ÀÚ øÚ˙±˝◊√√ ¬Û˝√√1± ø√ Ôfl¡± ˝√√í˘º |ø˜fl¡ Ó¬Ô± ø¬ı¯∏˚˛±

fl¡˜«‰¬±1œÀ˚˛ øÚ˚˛ø˜˚˛±Õfl¡ √±-√1˜˝√√± ¬Û±¬ıÕ˘ Òø1À˘º

¬ı…øMê√·Ó¬fl¡1Ì1 ø¬ıÀ1±øÒÓ¬± fl¡1± ¸fl¡À˘ ¤Àfl¡¬ı±À1 ‰≈¬¬Û Δ˝√√

·í˘º Œfl¡˝◊√√È¬±˜±Ú ø√Ú ¬Û±1 ˝√√í˘º ˝√√Í¬±» Œ˜1±˜øÓ¬1 ¬ı±À¬ı

ø˜˘ÀÈ¬± ¬ıg fl¡ø1 ø√ fl¡˜«‰¬±1œÀ¬ı±1fl¡ ¤¸5±˝√√1 ¬ı±À¬ı ‰≈¬øÈ¬ ø√˚˛±

˝√√í˘º ¸5±˝√√ ¬Û±1 ˝√√í˘º ø˜˘ ‰¬±˘≈ Ú˝√√í˘º ‰¬±˘≈ fl¡1±1 ¬ı±À¬ı

|ø˜fl¡ fl¡˜«‰¬±1œÀ˚˛ ‰¬1fl¡±1fl¡ ’±À¬ı√Ú Ê√Ú±À˘º ˜±ø˘fl¡ ¬Ûé¬1

˜±Ú≈˝√√À¬ı±1 ’ôLÒ«±Ú ˝√√í˘º |ø˜fl¡ fl¡˜«‰¬±1œÀ˚˛ ø˜˘1 Ó¬˘± ˆ¬±ø„√√

øˆ¬Ó¬1 Œ¸±˜±˘º ‰¬ø~‰¬ ˘±‡ È¬fl¡œ˚˛± ˜È¬1 ’±1n∏ √±˜œ √±˜œ

˚LaÀ¬ı±1 ø˜˘1 ¬Û1± Î¬◊Ò±› ˝√√í˘º ¶ö±Úœ˚˛ õ∂ˆ≈¬ˆ¬Mê√ fl¡˜«‰¬±1œ

¤Ê√Úfl¡ ≈√‰¬±Ó¬˜±Ú fl¡±ÌÓ¬ø˘˚˛± ‰¬1 Œ¸±ÀÒ±ª±Ó¬ Î¬◊1˝√√œ ·Â√1 ›1

›˘±˘º ˜È¬1 ’±1n∏ ˚LaÀ¬ı±1 Œ˝√√ÀÚ± ¬∏C±fl¡Ó¬ Î¬◊Í¬±˝◊√√ øÚ˙±1

øˆ¬Ó¬1ÀÓ¬ fl¡1¬ı±Õ˘ Œ˜1±˜øÓ¬1 ¬ı±À¬ı Δ˘ ·í˘º ø˜˘Ó¬ ø‰¬1

ø√Ú1 ¬ı±À¬ı Ó¬˘± ›˘ø˜˘º fl¡˜«‰≈¬…Ó¬ ˚≈ªfl¡ ¸fl¡˘1 Œfl¡±ÀÚ±

Œfl¡±ÀÚ±Àª ¬ÛÔ±1Ó¬ ¬Û≈Ú1 ˝√√±˘ Ê≈√ø1À˘º

øÓ¬øÚ

’øˆ¬˚±øLafl¡ Œ‰¬Ã˝√√√Ó¬ ¬ı±¸ fl¡1± ÚÓ≈¬Ú ‰¬±fl¡ø1Ó¬ Œ¸±À˜±ª±

Œfl¡˝◊√√¬ı±Ê√ÀÚ± ¸˜Úœ˚˛± ¬ıg≈-¬ı±gª1 ¸5±À˝√√-¬ÛÀ¯∏Àfl¡ Œˆ¬±Ê√

ˆ¬±Ó¬ Œ‡±ª±ÀÈ¬± õ∂±˚˛ øÚ˚˛˜1 √À1 Δ˝√√ÀÂ√º ’øˆ¬˚ôL±, ø‰¬øfl¡»¸fl¡,

ø¬ı¯∏˚˛±, ’±1é¬œ, Œfl¡1±Ìœ1 ¬Û1± ¬ıËœÀÈ¬øÚ˚˛± Œfl¡±•Û±Úœ1

fl¡˜«‰¬±1œÕ˘Àfl¡ ø¬ıøˆ¬iß Œ¸ª±1 Δ¸ÀÓ¬ Ê√øÎ¬ˇÓ¬ ¤˝◊√√¸fl¡˘ ˚≈ªfl¡

fl¡í1¬ı±Ó¬ ˘· ˝√√íÀ˘ Œˆ¬±Ê√ ˆ¬±Ó¬1 fl¡Ô± ˚ø√ ›˘±˚˛ õ∂À¢∂˜

ŒÙ¬˝◊√√˘ ŒÚ±À˝√√±ª±1 Œfl¡±ÀÚ± fl¡±1Ì Ú±˝◊√√º ’±øÊ√ 1À˜ÀÚ ŒÎ¬fl¡±

’øˆ¬˚ôL±Ê√Úfl¡ ¬ı±È¬Ó¬ ˘· ¬Û±˝◊√√ ’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√º øÚ˙± Œˆ¬±Ê√ ˆ¬±Ó¬1

’±À˚˛±Ê√Ú1 fl¡Ô± Δfl¡ÀÂ√º ˚Ô± ¸˜˚˛Ó¬ Œfl¡±ÀÚ±¬ı±Ê√ÀÚ ˜±Â√-

˜„√√˝√√, Œfl¡±ÀÚ±¬ı±Ê√ÀÚ ‰¬±Î¬◊˘-‰¬¬ıøÊ√, ‡ø1, Œfl¡±ÀÚ±¬ı±Ê√ÀÚ

Œfl¡1±˝√√œ Œ˚±·±1 fl¡ø1À˘º 1À˜ÀÚ ¤‚11 ¬Û1± Œfl¡1±˝√√œ ¤È¬±

’±øÚ ¬Û±Úœ ¬Û”Ì« fl¡ø1 Î¬◊Ó¬ø˘¬ıÕ˘ ø√ ’±Ú fl¡±˜Ó¬ ˘±ø·˘º

¸fl¡À˘± ˚± Œ˚±·±1 Œ˝√√±ª±Ó¬ ¬ˆ¬±À· ˆ¬±À· ˜±Â√-˜„√√˝√√, √±˝◊√√˘,

‰¬¬ıøÊ√ 1g±Ó¬ ˘±ø·˘º Œfl¡±ÀÚ±¬ı± ¤Ê√ÀÚ Œfl¡1±˝√√œ1 Î¬◊Ó¬ø˘

Ôfl¡± ¬Û±Úœø‡øÚÓ¬ ‰¬±Î¬◊˘ øÎ¬ ˆ¬±Ó¬ø‡øÚ ø¸Ê√±À˘º 1g±-¬ıÏ¬ˇ±

Œ˙¯∏ ˝√√í˘º ’±È¬±À˚˛ ‡±¬ıÕ˘ ¬ıø˝√√˘º ≈√·1±˝√√ ˜±Ú ˜≈‡Ó¬ ø√

’±È¬±˝◊√√À¬ı±À1 ˝◊√√Ê√ÀÚ ø¸Ê√Ú1 ˜≈‡Õ˘ ‰¬±¬ıÕ˘ Òø1À˘º

¬ˆ¬±Ó¬À¬ı±1Ó¬ Œ√À‡±Ú ¬ı±ø˘ ’±1n∏ Ó≈¬˝√√1 &øÎ¬ˇº ‰¬±Î¬◊˘ø‡øÚ

˝◊√√˜±ÀÚ˝◊√√ Œ¬ı˚˛± ŒÚ∑ Œ√±fl¡±ÚœÊ√ÚÀÈ¬± ø‰¬Ú±fl¡œ, Œ¬ı˚˛± ‰¬±Î¬◊˘

ø√¬ı˝◊√√ ŒÚ±ª±À1, ŒÓ¬ÀÚ ¶ö˘Ó¬∑ øfl¡ ˝√√√√í˘ Œfl¡±ÀÚ› Òø1¬ıÀfl¡˝◊√√

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ŒÚ±ª±ø1À˘º ¸fl¡À˘±Àª ’±Ò± Œ¬ÛøÈ¬Õfl¡ ‡±˝◊√√ ‚1±-‚ø1 &øÂ√

·í˘º 1À˜ÀÚ fl¡±ÀÌ fl¡±ÀÌ √œ¬Ûfl¡fl¡ ¸≈øÒÀ˘ ëˆ¬±Ó¬ ¬ıÀÚ±ª±1

’±À·À˚˛ Î¬◊Ó¬ø˘ Ôfl¡± ¬Û±Úœø‡øÚÀ1 Œfl¡1±˝√√œÀÈ¬± Ò≈˝◊√√ Δ˘øÂ√˘

ŒÚ∑î √œ¬ÛÀfl¡ fl¡íÀ˘- ìÚ±˝◊√√ ŒÒ±ª±, Œfl¡1±˝√√œ1 Î¬◊Ó¬ø˘ Ôfl¡±

¬Û±Úœø‡øÚÓ¬ Œ¬Û±ÀÚ Œ¬Û±ÀÚ ‰¬±Î¬◊˘ ø¸Ê√±¬ıÕ˘ ø√øÂ√À˘±ºî

1À˜ÀÚ √œ¬Ûfl¡Õ˘ Œˆ¬±1 Œˆ¬±1±À˘ ì¬ı≈¬ı«¬ı fl¡1¬ı±1! ·1n∏fl¡ √±Ú±

ø√˚˛± Œfl¡1±˝√√œÀÈ¬± ¬Ûø1©®±1 fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘À˝√√ Ó¬±Ó¬ ¬Û±Úœ Î¬◊Ó¬ø˘¬ıÕ˘

ø√øÂ√À˘±ºî

‰¬±ø1

ø¬ıÀ√˙Ó¬ ‰¬±fl¡ø1 fl¡1± ’øˆ¬˚±øLafl¡ ˜˝√√±ø¬ı√…±˘˚˛1 õ∂±Mê√Ú

Â√±S ˜‘≈√˘ √˝√√ ¬ıÂ√11 ˜≈1Ó¬ ’Ò…é¬1 fl¡±˚«…±˘˚˛Õ˘ ’±ø˝√√ÀÂ√º

’±ø˝√√À˚˛√ ø‰¬ø1À1 ¬ı·±˝◊√√ Œ¬Û±ÀÚ Œ¬Û±ÀÚ ‰¬±√Ó¬ Î¬◊øÍ¬˘º √œ¬Û1

ø¬ı˘1 ‰¬1±˝◊√√, √˘øÚ-˜fl≈¡ª±1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬ ‰¬ø1 Ôfl¡± ˝√√±Ó¬œ Ê√±fl¡ Œ‰¬±ª±

˜‘≈√˘1 ’±·À1 ¬Û1±˝◊√√ ¬ı1 ‰¬‡º ø¸ Ó¬±1 ¬ı±˝◊√√ÀÚ±fl≈¡˘±1ÀÈ¬±

≈√˝√√±ÀÓ¬À1 Ó≈¬ø˘ Δ˘ ø¡Z¬Û1 ø¬ı˘Õ˘ øÚÀé¬¬Û fl¡ø1 ˝√√Í¬±» ø‰¬¤ûø1

Î¬◊øÍ¬˘, ìŒ¸Ãª± Œ√À‡±Ú ˝√√ø1Ì±1 Ê√±fl¡!î ’±ø˜ fl¡íÀ˘±-

ì˝√√ø1Ì±1 Ê√±fl¡ÀÈ¬± ¸±˚˛ ≈√¬Û1œ˚˛± ˆ¬±·Ó¬ Œfl¡ÀÚ˘ÀÈ¬±Õ˘ ¬Û±Úœ

‡±¬ıÕ˘ ’±À˝√√ºî ì¸±˝◊√√˘±‡ ˜±^±Ê√ ’±˝◊√√ ’±˝◊√√ øÈ¬ Œ‰¬Ã˝√√√Ó¬ Ôífl¡±

˝√√ø1Ì±1 Ê√±fl¡ÀÈ¬±1 √À1! Œ‰¬Ã˝√√√ÀÈ¬± Œfl¡øÓ¬˚˛± ˝◊√√˜±Ú

Ò≈Ú±˚˛œÕfl¡ ¸Ê√±À˘∑î ˜‘≈√À˘ fl¡Ô±¯∏±1 Δfl¡ Ó¬Ó¬±ø˘Àfl¡ Î¬◊M√√1

¬Û±¬ıÕ˘ Î¬◊√¢∂œ¬ı Δ˝√√ ¬Ûø1˘º ’±ø˜ fl¡íÀ˘± ì’øˆ¬˚±øLafl¡

˜˝√√±ø¬ı√…±˘˚˛1 ˘·ÀÓ¬ fl¡±À˘ù´1 ¬Û±˝√√±11 ’±À˙ ¬Û±À˙ Ôfl¡±

ø¬ıù´ø¬ı√…±˘˚˛, ¬ıÚ ˜˝√√±ø¬ı√…˘±˚˛, ’±˚˛≈1À¬ıø√fl¡ ˜˝√√±ø¬ı√…±˘˚˛,

¸—¶‘®Ó¬ ˜˝√√±ø¬ı√…±˘˚˛, ’±1é¬œ ’Ú±Ó¬±1 ¸—¶ö±, È¬±È¬± ˝◊√√ø©ÜøÈ¬Î¬◊Ó¬

’¬ı ‰¬ø‰¬À˚˛˘ ‰¬±À˚˛k, ·Î¬ˇfl¡±5±øÚ ø¬ıˆ¬±·, ¬ıÚ ø¬ıˆ¬±·, Œ1˘

ø¬ıˆ¬±·, ’˝◊√√˘ [¬Û±˝◊√√¬Û˘±˝◊√√Ú]Àfl¡ Òø1 ‰¬±fl¡ø1 Œ¬ı‰¬1fl¡±1œ ¬ıUÀÈ¬±

’Ú≈á¬±Ú õ∂øÓ¬á¬±Ú1 ¸˝√√À˚±·Ó¬ ˝◊√√˚˛±Ó¬ ¤È¬± ¬ı‘˝√√» Œ‰¬Ã˝√√√ øÚ˜«±Ì

fl¡1± Δ˝√√ÀÂ√º ˝√√ø1Ì±1 Ê√±fl¡ÀÈ¬± Î¬◊Mê√ Œ‰¬Ã˝√√√1 ¬Û1± øÚÀÓ¬Ã ≈√¬Û1œ˚˛±

Œfl¡À˘ÚÀÈ¬±Õ˘ ¬Û±Úœ ‡±¬ıÕ˘ ’±À˝√√º 2007 ‰¬Ú1 1±©Üòœ˚˛

SêœÎ¬ˇ±1 1í˝◊√√— Œ‡˘ ’Ú≈øá¬Ó¬ fl¡1±1 ¬ı±À¬ı ¤˝◊√√ Œfl¡ÀÚ˘ÀÈ¬±

¤¸ÀÈ¬fl¡1 √±1± ‡Àμ±ª± Δ˝√√øÂ√˘º ¤øÓ¬˚˛± Œfl¡ÀÚ˘ÀÈ¬±Ó¬

øÚ˚˛ø˜˚˛±Õfl¡ Ê√˘SêœÎ¬ˇ± ’Ú≈øá¬Ó¬ ˝√√˚˛º......... øÈ¬—..‡Ëœ—..‡Ëœ—..

‡Ëœ...‡Ëœ—..... ŒÈ¬¬ı≈˘1 ¬Û1± ø©Ü˘1 ø·˘±‰¬ÀÈ¬± ¬Ûfl¡œ ˜øÊ√˚˛±Ó¬

¬Ûø1˘º ˝√√˚˛ÀÈ¬± Œ˜fl≈¡1œÀ˚˛ Œ¬Û˘±À˘º ŒÈ¬±¬ÛøÚ ˆ¬±ø·˘º

ø‡ø1fl¡œ‡Ú ‡≈ø˘ ø√À˘±º Œ¬Û±˝√√1 ˝√√› ˝√√›º ¬Û≈ªøÓ¬ øÚ˙±1

¸À¬Û±Ú Œ˝√√ÀÚ± Ù¬ø˘˚˛±˚˛º ˜ÚÀÈ¬± ˆ¬±˘ ˘±ø· ·í˘º

A Rag picker's day

Afreen Islam 8th Sem, EE,

I am a hungry rag picking girl.I go about searching,For left over bottles and stuffs,Amongst the garbage heaps.Sometimes, I end up,Finding a one rupee or a five rupee coin.At times, when luck favours me,I find a ten rupee or a twenty rupee note.Every morning, I look at the children,Going to School in neat uniforms,Carrying a heavy school bag.When I see them every morning,I wonder what it is like to go to a school.Then, I get back to searching bottles and stuffs,For I am a hungry rag picking girl.

* Afreen Islam won 2nd best debtor in late Jamuneswari Choudhury Memorial All Assam Inter-college debat-ing competition.

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·—·± Ú√œ1 ¬Û±À1 ¬Û±À1

Δ˜ÀS˚˛œ ·Õ·

¸˝√√fl¡±1œ fl¡±˚«¬ı±˝√√œ ’øˆ¬˚ôL±

ŒÓ¬˘ ’±1n∏ õ∂±fl‘¡øÓ¬fl¡ Œ·Â√ øÚ·˜, ø˙ª¸±·1, ’¸˜º

Î¬◊Ê√øÚ1, ¤¸˜˚˛Ó¬ Ó¬À˘ø√ Ê√±˝√√±Ê√ ¬Û±1 Œ˝√√±ª± ø√À‡Ã¬Û1œ˚˛±

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Ò”¸1 ¬Û±˝√√±1˜±˘±1 √±“øÓ¬1 Úœ˘± Œ¸Î¬◊Ê√œ˚˛± ‰¬±√1 ¤‡Ú Œ˚Ú ø¬ı˘

’±1n∏ ’±fl¡±˙1 øÍ¬fl¡ ˜±ÀÊ√À1, Œ1‡± ¤Î¬±˘ È¬±øÚ Œ˚±ª± Œ1˘1

˘±˝◊√√Ú1 ÚÔ˜± Î¬◊øfl¡....º [ì˜”M√√« Œ¸“±ª1Ìœ1 ø¬Û˚˛˘±Ó¬ ’±1n∏ ¤1±øÓ¬1

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’Ú≈ˆ¬ªÓ¬ ŒÎ¬˝√√1±Î≈¬Ú ≈‡œ Œ¬∏C˝◊√√Ú‡ÚÓ¬ ¬ıø˝√√ Ô±Àfl¡±ÀÓ¬ ¡Zœ¬Û1 ø¬ı˘1

Œ1˘1 Î¬◊øfl¡ÀÈ¬±1 √À1À˝√√ Œ˚Ú ¬ı≈fl≈¡1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬ Ò1Ù¬1±˝◊√√øÂ√˘ ¬Û±1 Δ˝√√

Œ˚±ª± ¸˜˚˛À¬ı±1º ‰¬±fl¡ø11 Œ¬∏C˝◊√√øÚ„√√1 ¤È¬± ’—˙ ø˝√√‰¬±À¬Û ’±˜±fl¡

Œfl¡•Û Œ¬∏C ◊√√øÚ— ø√ ˛± Δ √√øÂ√ Î¬◊M√√1±=˘1 Ê√ ˛±˘·Î¬ˇÓ¬, ’˘fl¡±Úμ±

Ú√œ1 ¬ı±ø˘‰¬±¬Ûø1Ó¬, ¬±1Ó¬¬ı¯∏«1 øˆ¬Ú øˆ¬Ú Í¬±˝◊√√1 ˝√√fl¡˜«œ1 ·Ó¬º

¬Û±˝√√±À1 È¬±ÀÚ, Ú√œÀ˚˛ÀÓ¬± È¬±ÀÚ˝◊√√º Œfl¡•ÛÕ˘ ˚±›ÀÓ¬ ¬ı±Â√1 ˝√√±“ø˝√√

Ó¬±˜±Â√±1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬, ø˝√√˜±˘˚˛1 ø˙ª±ø˘fl¡ ¬Û±˝√√±1 ˘±øÚ1 ’Àfl¡±ª±

¬ÛÀfl¡±ª± ˆ¬±Ê√À¬ı±1Ó¬, ¸fl¡À˘± Δ˝√√ ¬Ûø1øÂ√˘ ˝√√Í¬±ÀÓ¬ Úœ1ªº ’±Ú1

‘√ø©Ü ’Ú≈¸1Ì fl¡ø1 ø˙˚˛ø1 Î¬◊øÍ¬øÂ√À˘±, Œ˚øÓ¬˚˛± Œ√‡± ¬Û±˝◊√√øÂ√À˘±,

Úœ1ª 1œ ‘¬Û ·øÓ¬À1 ’±˜±1 øÍ¬fl¡ fl¡±À ∏À1 ◊√√ õ∂¬ı±ø˝√√Ó¬ ¤fl¡ øÚ1ªøÒ

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THE SILENT KILLER

CHAKRAPANI DUTTA6th Sem, E&T..

As Risab stepped out of the auto, the toweringbuilding in front failed to impress him. If the size ofthe building is the yard stick to its occupant's exper-tise, then he was in the wrong place, mused Risab.But the recommendations had been good. It did notmatter much to Risab though. As far as he was con-cerned, his father's ailment was a common placematter, treatable by any doctor worth his degree. Buthe had still pushed his Dad to go for the best physi-cian.

Risab's father was ill, technically, because fromthe exterior he looked a hale and hearty man enjoy-ing the half century of his life. The only hiccup inhis placid lifestyle was a irritating hoarsening of hisvoice. Being an owner of a baritone, Mr. DhirendraKumar, Risab's father, didn't give much thought tothe changing tone. But it was now two years toolate. He planned on getting his voice back and alsoenjoying a holiday with his family. Mr. Dhirendrawas an optimist but his optimism failed to rub offon Risab's mother who had already taken refugebehind her beads.

Risab walked towards the hospital and beckonedhis father to follow. As he pushed open the door, ablast of spirit filled odor hit his face, a grim reminderof where he was. He walked towards the receptionand mumbled his Dad's name. The blank look onthe receptionist's face made his heart sink. Had hedone any mistake while fixing the appointment? Wasthe thousand kilometer journey going to be in vain?But then the man broke into a smile and indicatedwith a barrage of unintelligible words and handmovements - he had no idea what Risab meant,

which translated to 'he didn't know any English'.Risab sighed; this flowery language was starting toirritate him. But then a busy looking man bustled in,giving him a quizzing look. Risab again muttered hisbusiness and found himself holding a booklet - Pa-tient Information Report. Acronym 'PIR', Risabthought sarcastically. He borrowed a pen and satdown with his parents to fill up the details. His fa-ther was going to become a file now.

I was slumbering on when I heard the spiteful voice ofthat useless Risab slicing through my dreams. The auto hadcome to a halt and a ripple passed through me. I heard Risabbargaining with the auto driver. What a cheap person he is.For everything he buys, he needs to have an argument. Wellmay be one day I will grow big enough to clam him down too.For the moment I am content with my accommodations. Thetemperature is perfect and food and nutrition adequate formy growth. I am all of two years old but more menacingthan most two year olds. I am growing at a good rate and myprogress pleases me. The time is not right to strike now, thoughmy presence has already created a bit of stir.

As Risab pushed open the doors and the whiff of medi-cines reached my sensitive nose, I jolted awake. It seemedwar was afoot and I had to go to work early.

The 5'o'clock appointment had turned to a7'o'clock one, but then the doctors are masters oftheir own time. Risab was fidgeting on the edge ofthe metal chair, the cold metal always made his bot-tom numb. His father was walking in front of theartificial waterfall and his mother was sitting besidehim, her eyes tracking his movements with a loveRisab didn't understand. The secretary came out andyelled, "Mr. Dhirendra", Risab left his perch and fol-

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lowed his father into the chamber, his motherdidn't move. The doctor greeted them with asmile and a hand movement which was genial anddismissive at the same time. He mutely extended hishand and Risab passed him the test reports. The nextfew minutes the doctor pored over the various X-rays and CT scans, while Risab gazed at him andthought of a line from a poem by Goldsmith "onesmall head could carry all he knew". The doc lookedthe part of being an expert in his field though, with achest large enough to hang all the medals that hungon the walls. Finally the doctor turned to his fatherand declared in a booming laughter- "you are abso-lutely fine Mr. Dhirendra, but let me still have a lookat you". A honey-warm hope trickled down Risab'sinsides. May be, after all, he will get to spend theholidays with his new crush. A smile spread acrosshis face. Risab came out of his reverie to see thedoctor peering down his father's throat, a frownclouding his forehead. He scribbled down somethingon his notepad, handed it over to the attending nurseand instructed his father to follow her. As Mr.Dhirendra walked out of the room, the doctor turnedback to Risab, his expression grave. He spoke slowlyand deliberately. The physical examination had re-vealed a minute anomaly, inconsistent with the pre-vious reports. He needed to perform further exami-nations and requested Risab to wait outside. Risabwalked out only to find his mother on the verge of anervous breakdown. His mother, a pious lady bynature, suffered from chronic tension, a disease muchlike chronic constipation where your insides churn,head heat up and face distort but with no output. Heassayed her troubled mind by reporting that the doc-tor had declared his father fit and was just carryingout further tests to back up his diagnosis. She heaveda sigh of relief and went back to thanking her thirtythree crore Gods.

I was following the unfolding events with slight appre-hension. This pestering Risab had already poked me enough.His father was a good man, great man in-fact. He never hadany problems regarding my presence. Always understandingto my plight, though sometimes he pushed me more than what

was necessary. But I was fine with it. If my plans pannedout as scripted, some days later he wouldn't have much

to push me with. His wife though was the gentlest creature Ihad ever come across. It was the thought of hurting her thatheld me back. Though she had concerns regarding my pres-ence she never uttered them aloud, lest it hurt me. Alwayswatchful of the fact that I never got angry. But I knew astorm was brewing up inside her.

I have an ugly appearance, full of lumps, bumps andhumps, all in the wrong places, not a very symmetric shape.But then I am proud to describe myself as a mutant, a truefreak of Mother Nature. My mutant nature has made mevery adaptive and resilient. I never cared much for appear-ances because I knew my power lied elsewhere, somethingthat made me notorious and feared. I relished this maliciousnegative energy, almost grew on it.

When Mr. Dhirendra went to the observation room, Iwas sitting quaintly, alert to any movements nearby. Sud-denly I felt something wet and slimy on me and before Icould even open my eyes, a bright light shone down on me.Someone was looking for me and I was determined to re-main hidden till my job was done.

Risab was silent, his wandering mind contemplat-ing on the grave expression of the doctor. What laybehind that frown? Had the doctor been completelyhonest with him? Did his years of experience detectsomething that the other doctors had failed to ap-preciate? The rasping voice of his father broke hisreverie. The doctor had asked for him. Risab en-tered along with his father. The doctor was alone,no assistants in sight. He locked Risab and Mr.Dhirendra in his gaze and explained that there wassome uninvited growth in Mr. Dhirendra's throatwhich had to be operated out and then Mr.Dhirendra would have his voice back. Well, it al-most sounded like an anticlimax to Risab. He hadalways doubted that his father would need an op-eration, and if the case was so then all would bewell in due course of time. The doctor was mum-bling some medical mumbo-jumbo which didn't in-terest him much, when a word pricked his ears. Risabinstantly asked the doctor to repeat his words. Thedoctor said that after operation a biopsy would be

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done, which was just routine. A chill ran downRisab's spine, what if ? No he wouldn't think aboutit. Never. Those things happened in others life. Nothis. Risab felt his father's hand on him. He hadn'tcaught on the significance of the word. Risab didn'tfeel the need to point out. The date for the opera-tion was fixed for the following day.

When 'biopsy' sent a chill down Risab's spine, he wasnot alone. I felt the chill too. I hated that God-damned-darnword. Always came in my way of life (or death in mostcases). How had that oaf of a man detected my presence?Well whatever happened, I had to carry on my destructivework. I looked around me and found a sweet spot. Perfectfor my future plans. I nudged and felt the softness shimmeragainst my finger. Yes! This was the right place. I put mypalm against it and willed my hand forward.

The operation went smoothly. Risab was impressedby the business like attitude of the nurses. Promptand always on the call, the post operative periodpassed without incidence. The doctor came once withhis retinue of students, declared to Risab that hisfather's operation had been without any untowardincidence and breezed out of the room. His fatherwas still unconscious. Risab sat down with his mom.The wait would be long, but the ordeal was merci-fully coming to an end. He could still enjoy the lastdays of his vacations. He had made special plans fora special someone. A smile crept across his face.

That cursed doctor, how dare he invade my space. Theruthless man, if only I could get my tentacles around hisneck. Probing too much into other's affairs. I knew that sniv-eling silky voice didn't auger good for me. My pain, my mind-less pain, Oh the loss of my body, how was I ever going torecuperate out of this, my plans of world dominion comingto such a vicious end. How was I to know that that retard of

a doctor would incinerate me with his laser beam? Amore classical approach of scalpel is what I was better

equipped to fight. Alas my existence has been useless andmeaningless. All my grand plans of a devastating tsunamiand all I could create was a tickling ripple. Not even a wave.Not even a wave…

Risab, Mr. Dhirendra and his wife, were once againstanding outside the hospital. It had been 5 days sincethe operation and his father hadn't uttered a singleword. The operation had been a laser one, bloodlessand painless. Today was the last meeting with thedoctor and if everything went perfectly then in 10hours time, he would be at his home. After few min-utes of wait, the doctor called them in. Now a famil-iarity had crept into their meetings. The doctor gavethem a warm smile and boisterously asked Risab'sfather about his voice. He took Mr. Dhirendra to theexamination chair and checked the insides of histhroat. He gave a booming laugh and declared toRisab that his father was recuperating perfectly. Risabsighed and whispered to his mother that the ordealwas over at last. The doctor wrote the last prescrip-tion, but just before handing it over, he asked if theyhad received the biopsy report. Risab hadn't. Thedoctor beckoned to his nurse to get the report. Shewas back in a jiffy and handed the doctor a pink en-velope. The doctor read through the biopsy reportand looked at Risab. Risab gazed back into thoseblank eyes and felt his father's hand turn cold,clammy cold.

He he he! My plan had worked. It didn't matter if hehad burned and cut me off, the doctor couldn't venture intothe soft tissue where I had left a part of me, a tiny part withall my killer qualities, my tiny self which would carry for-ward my plans of one more death. I am Evil, I am Malig-nant, I am Cancer, the silent killer

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AN ARTICLE ON THE PROS AND CONSOF INTERNET BANKS

Hemangi Das6th Sem, (ME)

On-line banking, at least to some degree, has re-cently become the norm for many bank transactions.Which is great, because the easier it is for consumersto manipulate their financial assets, the more likelythey are to actually do so and maintain more orga-nized financial lives. However, it's important to con-sider that it doesn't necessarily mean that directinternet banks are a substitute for their brick-and-mortar peers in all cases. Here we take a look at whatinternet banks have to offer and where they fall short.

The Evolution of On-line BanksIn the early 1990s, traditional banks began to ex-

pand their internet presence with improved websitesthat featured the ability to open new accounts, down-load forms and process loan applications. The nextstage of development was the arrival of interenet-only banks that offered on-line banking and otherfinancial services without a network of branch of-fices. The first fully-functional direct bank was theSecurity First Network Bank. Based in Atlanta, itbegan operations on October 18, 1995. The projectitself however was covered in loss and was termi-nated after three years.

The Benefits of Virtual BankingOn-line banks have plenty of perks. These include

convenience, better rates, services, mobility etc., Di-rect banks are open for business anywhere there isan internet connection, or telephone service, whichis much more convenient than actually going to a

bank. They offer real-time account balances and in-formation at the touch of a few buttons. This makesbanking faster, easier, more efficient and more ef-fective. Also, the lack of significant infrastructureand overhead costs allow direct banks to pay higherinterest rates on savings and charge lower mortgageand loan rates. Some accounts can be opened withminimum deposits and carry on working on mini-mum balance of service fees. Direct banks typicallyhave more robust websites that offer a comprehen-sive set of features that may not be found on thewebsites of traditional banks. They now include mo-bile capabilities too. New applications are continu-ally being created to expand and improve this capa-bility on smart-phones and other mobile devices.

The Drawbacks of Virtual BankingBanking exclusively on-line also has its share of

drawbacks and inconveniences, like lack of BankRelationship, Transaction issues, Service Issues, Se-curity. A traditional bank provides the opportunityto develop a personal relationship with that bank.Getting to know the people at your local branch canbe an advantage when you need a loan or a specialservice that is not normally offered to the public.Your banker will be well aware of your unique needsand can help you solve problems such as reversingan undeserved fee or service change. Sometimes aface-to-face meeting is required to complete com-plex transactions and address complicated problems.A traditional bank can host meetings and call in ex-

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perts to solve a specific issue. Another potentialdrawback is that most direct banks do not havetheir own ATM machines. Unless an interenet bankhas a network alliance with another bank, you willbe charged for your ATM use. Some direct banksmay not offer all the comprehensive financial ser-vices, such as insurance and brokerage accounts, thattraditional banks offer. The burning issue with di-rect banks however, is the security they provide tothe customer. Direct banks are subject to the samelaws and regulations as traditional banks. Sophisti-cated software is designed to protect customer's ac-count information, but no system is perfect. Ac-

counts may be subject to phasing, hacker attacks,malware and other unauthorized activity. Iden-

tity theft may also be a significant concernThe Bottom LineWith both on-line and brick-and mortar banks

offering unique benefits and drawbacks, it may notbe wise to do your banking exclusively with eitheroption. While it's not possible for everyone, the bestplay may be to split your banking between both in-store and on-line services and enjoy the conve-niences and savings of internet banks while main-taining the customer service and personal relation-ships a physical branch can provide.

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THE OBVIOUS EXISTENCE OF ETHERTsangpo Luit Kashyap

8th Sem, C.E

The quirky road was dusty again. Yet thosepuddles of water persisted. And once again amatter as trivial as that kick-started his flow ofthoughts. Was there some underground spring? Orwas the surrounding surface too shallow, so as tohinder the water from drying off ? He looked up,looking for some gigantic structure blocking thesunshine. Nothing of that sort caught his eye. Thearchaic-looking banyan tree existed nearby though,but its reach couldn't have possibly acted as acanopy to this area. Interpolation. No it just didn'tadd up. Maybe it was not supposed to add up.Maybe like the myriad things that he couldn't geta hold on, this too was simply not meant to beexplained by pure human logic.

"So, yeah. This is it. All over again. Our lair."He could hear Stump's voice. Like a silent filler tohis thought-process. Like how the Spanish-guitararpeggio accompanied the serenity of every com-monplace frame that hovered in his mind. Everysingle moment. But that urge to respond was gone.

"The seats are still the same. A bit dustythough." This time, he looked at Stump and theaforementioned seats. It was actually a three feetwall; a meter of discontinuity within a six feetwall. Room enough for three people. Spit sat downrather heavily. And again, that endless train of

thought got the impetus it needed. Stump? Spit?How did those monikers stick? And what abouthis nickname, Ether! They knew, making thempublic would have triggered endless bouts ofquestioning and mockery. So they had kept themconfined to their own little circle.

Then there was awkward silence. Not awkwardactually; He believed, that when a group offriends reach a certain level of solidarity, silence isnever "awkward". That's the beauty of such a re-lationship. You don't need to speak up to let themknow that you are still mentally present in thatmelee.

Spit sighed. As if to say, "Enough of this si-lence. It's creeping me out!'' And sure enough, hespoke up. "Strange, isn't it? We grew up. Our pro-clivities changed. Our lives have changed. We hatestuff we loved two years back. And yet this place,this stinky old junkyard in the middle of nowhere,still enamours me."

"Maybe in your subconscious self, you stillwant to go back to those times." Ether had thataura of a worldly-wise man.

''Well, isn't that obvious, Mcdufus?" Spitspurned. "Way to ruin a perfectly philosophicalstate of mind."

"Good times." Stump was already in that mood

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of retrospection. As if he had completelyskipped the part where Ether had interrupted Spit.And as Ether had expected, the conversationswayed towards the usual direction: lightheartedreminiscence of all their idiosyncrasies. God, howhe hated those conversations now. But they meantwell.

"Isn't it obvious?'' It was the manifestation ofthe encumbrances of an overzealous mind. It tookEther to another time. "Obvious". How Mellyhated his predisposition to accentuate the obvi-ous. There was another nickname, Melly, short formellifluous, his only female acquaintance. That'sthe only thing he wanted to remember; with nostrings attached. What he had learnt from beingwith the few people whom he thought he knewwell; was that, bitter memories tasted bitter onlyuntil you suppressed them with something refresh-ingly sweet, even if that sweetness was abstract.

Ether realized, that was a non-sequitur. Theonly connecting link to his otherwise non-sensicaltrain of thoughts. How ironic it was; that some-thing inherently so arbitrary, so transitional, so ir-relevant , was what fuelled his imagination. Maybethat was the reason why he couldn't properly graspall that was ever thrown his way. Maybe that waswhy, when Melly had said, "You are so caught upin your own thoughts, that you are incapable offlourishing in a two-way relationship", he couldhardly fathom the gravity of that accusation.

And that-thought process helped him bypassthat usual commonplace conversation. Stump andSpit, they always were aware of his absentmind-edness. And of late, they didn't mind. They quitminding the day they saw him gawk at everymissed opportunity with that scary emptiness inhis countenance. "Everything will be fine." Hisnonchalant reply to all their near-obtrusive rebuk-ing, did not trigger a staring of jovial and good-natured remarks about his naive but yet-

unvanquished spirit. Rather, they found them-selves string at a guy who had possibly lost allsemblance of the real world. Or, did he have thatin the first place? Did he never grow up? Or didhe transit directly into the sentience of a defeatedman in the winter of his life?

"Sometimes, you know when redemption isn'tan option." Stump had said that day. Spit was stillfuming. And that comment had left him dumb-founded; "So what, we just let him wither away?We just leave behind a lifelong companion in thisrat-race, just because his vision has been blurredby the foggy darkness created by the few minorimplosions in his proximity?" Something aboutthose words annoyed Stump. He looked at spitwith the seriousness of a man who believed hehad the moral high-ground. "There is only somuch you can do for someone without being in-trusive, Spit. I got this job interview for Ether byjumping through hoops, I stood out for him, andhe decides to ruin it. You think he didn't have itin him? You think he couldn't have completed hispost-graduation from the University and appliedfor a teacher's job? You think he couldn't havecontinued with his artistic capabilities and devotehimself to a career in art? You think he didn'tlove Melly? It's not that his vision has beenblurred. He has just closed his eyes."

Presently, they sat in that cane bench and weresipping that rejuvenating cup of tea, that thisjoint was so famous for. As he let that hot liquidamalgamate with his taste buds, Ether acknowl-edged the eerie resemblance of that taste to thetea he had in his uncle's place, the day before."Tell me, do you want to be left behind? Do youhope to live off your parents' money for the restof your life?" His uncle had asked, his voice quiv-ering with anxiety and anger. He would havestayed silent, as always. And hour of soul-crush-ing and malevolent desecration of his spirit could

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hardly embitter him. But he spoke. He didn'tknow why, and he hardly tried to figure it out. Hecould no longer predict his own actions. And itdidn't bother him. He spoke. He explained that hewasn't interested in the drudgery of day-to-daywork. He explained how his ineptitude was a fore-gone conclusion. How everything he did seemedan exercise in pathetic futility. He laid his heartbare.

"Well, it's obvious you think so. That's whyyou're here." A reply he had anticipated. It seemedhe had mastered the art of closed-captioning theobvious. Or, just like the puddle in the quirkyroad, that aspect of his nature had become peren-nial. The water had accumulated during one un-naturally long monsoon. And it had been theresince. Similarly, his attention to the "obvious"would probably be his unbecoming forever. But hestill couldn't figure out which incident wasthe"unnatural monsoon" in his case.

Stump and Spit went home. Ether stayed back.Probably to suck in the suburban night air, whichso aptly summed up his state of mind. Observant,yet dormant; alive, yet sombre. Sad is beautiful.And the ambiguity of reason, and the unrelentingpangs of desire, are the usurpers of this state of

eternal bliss. As he let his clam breathing mel-low his already serene state of mind, he felt theemptiness filling him inside. A ginormous cloudof absolute nothingness. Such an existence wasunencumbered, unabated. And he was a seraph inthis paradise.

The phone rang. But just like Stump's voice, itwas just a component of the void he felt, thehumming of a tune in silent solitude. Etherpicked it up, in a fluid motion; as if nothing couldbreak the consecrated communion with his ownbeing. "How are you?" That familiar mellifluousvoice, his Melly. And still he managed to eludethe chaos which seemed to engulf every otherbeing. I want to be heard. I don't want any coun-sel. With all my misgivings and illogical rants, Iwant to be heard." As always, he blurted it out.

"Go on" Melly seemed unperturbed by his sud-den request. As if she had seen it coming. Hesmiled. "You want to do that?'' He said with awishful and whimsical undertone. Then there wassilence. Now this was awkward silence, for it wasa rhetorical and stupid thing to ask, he realizedstraightaway. Melly giggled, and without theslightest hesitation in her voice, replied, "Well,isn't it obvious?''

Whatever you do may seem insignificant but it is most important that you do it.

M. K. Gandhi

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THE WIN AFTER STRIVE

Mriganka Shekher SaikiaM.E. 2nd Sem, C.E

The frustration of my life enforced me to acceptthe inevitable death. I was not left with any fervorto survive, my hopes were shattered, my aspirationswere buried and my desperation for being asuccessful woman were broken into pieces whenI found myself being sold to the Mahajan ofour village by my mother due to the rudeforces of poverty. I passed only 11 years ofmy life when I loved to enjoy thephenomenon of being a human. Myexistence was needed to be proved and iturged for a devoted love of all. But, thedilemma of being poor led me to thehouse of the most dire person of ourvillage, the 50 year old Mahajan. Lifetaught me everything at this very agewhen I witnessed the very worst daysof my life which eventually reduced thetaste of being in this world. I was ruledby a devil and was passing my life underhis orders and chained bondages whichwas suffocating to my mental peaceand destroying my physicalpossessions.

I began to search for the possible waysto free myself from his custody and everytime I had accept failures. My body lost faithin myself and the mental tauma strained me

to death. I left my life in the hands of God when abright acute ray of hope whispered in my ears andI carried out accordingly with a plan to run awayfrom his shackles. One night when everyone was

deep asleep, I managed to make myself freefrom this hellish world. I could realize that allmy strenuous efforts to become independentfinally touched my feet. The escape was notan easy one. I ran and ran all through thevillage forest and didn't ever turn back. Myfeet failed to move, my tiresome body

halted me to proceed further. It wasdawn. My eyes looked at the entire areawhen a jerk of relief strolled metowards a verandah. My physical agonywas gone and I slept there. Though Iwas tried, I could sense the freedom

revolving around me and when I wokeup, I found myself in a small room. I rolledmy eyes and could see a woman besidesme. The screams and shouts of thechildren made me realize that God hasfinally blessed me to reach the mostHoly place of a school. Her hands came

towards me and embraced me into herarms. I felt very comforted and her innocent

eyes spoke the feelings of a true heart. Hersoft voice and care for me rolled down my

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tears. I narrated the pathetic story of my life.She comforted me telling that I have arrived tothe safest place where I can step forward to convertsome of my dreams into reality. I was given fruitfuleducation. I spent my whole day with my friends;playing, learning; life took a turn. But the love formy mother never ended as I cried at nights thinkingabout the plight which she had been undergoingdue to poverty. The remembrance of her alwaysshoved me to throw my feet into the village butthe pledge prevented me to return back; the pledgeto revive my lost prestige and to destroy the evilsthat engulfed the village. I proceeded to learn, gaineda lot of success and also my merits and credits wereapplauded; but all didn't ever let me forget the tragicmoments of my childhood which I suffered.

It was nearly 13 long years before I could seemyself at that stage where I could direct myself tothe development of my village and to accomplishmy pledge. The day finally came. It was not easy todepart from my beloved teachers who gave mylife a reason and go back to my village to eradicateall the drawbacks of our society. With a hope ofchange in the past years, I proceeded to my villages,but the same situation prevailed.

Then I went to my cottage for my mother butthe deterioration of her health brought tears in myeyes. She could recognize me the moment I calledhe 'Amma'. I ran towards her and hugged her. Shecaressed me and sobbed. Indeed she was very jollyto see me after long 13 years. Her daughter wasback with well determined goals to root out theevils from the village.

My pledge for the improvement of my villagehas arrived. As time elapsed, I united the entirevillagers and delivered among them the impact ofeducation and the importance of being educatedfor representing themselves as literate and vigilant

villagers. I was very soon known in the village.I decided to initiate a school in the village and

give the people the power of education and in theprocess, I became very successful. People becameaware of the evils of child marriage and its tearfulconsequences and all the ongoing injustices withthe village dweller. Days passed by and I was verydelighted to find the villagers being educated andsharing knowledge amongst themselves. In themeantime, I enquired about the Mahajan, when tosudden surprise; I came to know that his old cheapnature of marrying the tender aged girls anddestroying their childhood didn't alter. My heartburnt up with rage to hear this unbearable truth asI was the victim of the same person.

Discussions were going through and gainingmuch information, I found that devil againcampaigning for the Panchayat elections. I madeup my mind to become one of his opponents andit was the ultimate surprise to me to get support inmy favor. It struck my mind into one fact that thepeople were bound to be like his followers due tofear of his atrocities. But, when they confronted afaithful person in me, they stood together againsthim due to the realization that the only bettermentof the entire village could be done throughunderstanding and devotions. Situation also arousedwhen he tried to kill me but it only brought to lighthow brutal he could be. The villagers gathered andwe pledged to destroy him to give him the worstpunishment that he deserved by handing him overto the legal forces. We won.

From then I devoted myself to the developmentof my village, providing them with necessaryeducations and making them realize the importancefor maintaining discipline towards their cultures,traditions and to respect everyone's identitythrough a true and pure heart.

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ILLEGAL IMMIGRATION

Kalyan Lahkar,4th Sem, E&T

Human beings since time immemorial have mi-grated in to new places in search of food, resources,opportunities, etc. With the advent of the modernage, land inhabited by people have come to be di-vided into sovereign regions governed by special lawslimited to the region. However human beings canseldom be confined to mere geographical regions. Andthus migration still continues and has been instru-mental in bringing about cultural exchange amongstdifferent communities. On the other hand illegal im-migration has been under much criticism as it robsthe native and legal inhabitants of many opportuni-ties.

Illegal immigration is criminal migration to a coun-try/state in violation of the immigration laws of thecountry/state. Illegal immigration is not endemic toany particular region of the world and is prevalent indifferent corners of the world from the United Statesto our very own Assam. Illegal immigration is a seri-ous problem and many attempts have been made tocontrol it but it still continues to this day.

Immigration happens only when people are de-prived of opportunities (social, economical, cultural),security, good living standards and are assured ofbetter conditions in the place where they want to mi-grate but cannot do so legally. Illegal immigration onlyhappens from a country/state which has poor livingconditions, bad economy, is violence prone, etc.; toa country/state which has a stable an better economy,better living conditions, employment opportunitiesetc. Thus we see that people from Mexico illegally

migrate to United States and so is the case with thepeople from Bangladesh to India and not the otherway round. Porous borders and lenient border polic-ing only encourage illegal immigration.

Illegal immigration has huge social, economic andpolitical repercussions for the legal citizens of thecountry/state. These aliens are never shown in thenational census/register of citizens and thus take upresources which go unaccounted for. Since they arenot legal inhabitants therefore they don't pay taxesand thus act as a burden on the taxpayers and thegovernment. Also they take up employment oppor-tunities from natives as they provide cheaper laborin worse conditions. They are also involved in en-croachment of forest and government land resultingin greater prices of land. Also in many instances, dueto weak legislation and due to involvement of vestedpolitical interests they attain citizenship and lead toa sudden surge in population which the governmentfinds difficult to allocate funds for and leads to riotsand clashes between the ''new citizens'' and the ''sonsof the soil''. Also many illegal immigrants end upbeing victims of human trafficking, organ transplant,drug porting etc.

Although many measures have been taken up tocurb and control illegal immigration none have beenhugely successful. Border fencing have been tried butvery few international borders are completely sealedand it is not possible for many governments, espe-cially the third world countries, to allocate resourcesfor the same. Corruption has been always been a

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detriment to border fencing and policing. Alsothe involvement of political parties in legalizingthe illegal immigrants to further their vote bank hasbeen a constant source of roadblock to take out thesealiens. Deportation of illegal immigrants is seldomimplemented and very few of those deported try notto illegally enter again. In many instances the coun-try of origin of the illegal immigrants refuse to takethem back when deported and thus resulting in a hu-manitarian crisis.

For illegal immigration to be controlled better leg-

islation must be enacted and enforced withoutcorruption. Those who illegally immigrate must bedeported with little delay punished if necessary soas to discourage others from doing so. Also politicalpartied must rise above their narrow vested interestsand think for the greater good of the country/statethey reside in and take appropriate measures. Eventhough illegal immigration can not be stopped alto-gether but it can be curbed to a large extent so as togive the legal inhabitants of the country/state ampleopportunities to excel at.

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Badminton as a game impressed me since mydays as a young student of Don Bosco Highschool, Guwahati. I was also inspired & moti-vated to join this game by my senior schoolmates, Bahamian Borah & Rajnu Goswami,who excelled at the game very well. I re- a l -ized that, apart from studies a studentneeds extracurricular activities andother hobbies through which one can de-velop his potential & hidden qualities andvirtues which are not possible to express in aca-demic life alone. Extra curricular activities andhobbies contribute to the fulfillment of aspirationsof life. Among these, sports makes the mind of aperson free from prejudice, make the personhealthy & disciplined which altogether contributesto the building of a national spirit.

So I saw, the game of badminton fascinated mesince my childhood. In the beginning I began mysports career as a swimmer but due to my fascina-tion for the game of shuttle I shifted to the latter.This shift from swimming to shutling was a toughtime for me since I had to compete with players ofmy age who were already ahead of me in this fieldfor they were learning how to master this game muchbefore my arrival in this new arena. But this did notdeter me from learning the game as my experience inswimming somehow gave me confidence to play thegame in true spirit of plerpy a game.Yet, there weremany obstacles indeed: less number of courts led tothe making of long lines to get a chance to play andtime to practice was very limited. It was under theguidance of Mr Rup Buragohain that I learned to

play Badminton. One aspect I would like to men-tion that a coach has a crucial roal to play in bring-ing out the hidden talent of the youngsters by pro-viding not only guidance but also creating an atmo-

sphere of equality & justice while teaching thegame.

A budding badminton player needs a scopeto learn the game by practicing with senior pro-fessional players. That apart from lack of regularpower supply, infrastructural drawbacks such asabsence of good courts, leakage of rain water

through the roof & other environmental set-backs, caused a low profile in the plan of mylearning and yet with my determination andinterest and whatever facilities offered to me I

availed them to learn the game as far as possiblewithin the frame of that situation. I kept up my de-

termination strong enough to keep up my aptitudesfor the game & tried to utilise whatever opportunityin terms of inter district competitions, State level com-petitions which I joined and wherein I played manyfellow competitors. For my sustaining effort I was re-elected for the state level team and won many laurelsboth in the state & national level championships.

My dream of playing badminton is yet to be ful-filled. I wish that I shall learn the game more andmore and play it to my heart's satisfaction. I wouldlike to mention that it was my pleasure to play thisgame in AEC with my friends.

Badminton has a vast scope for being played inhighest level even internationally. Our state need tosupport players to avail such opportunities and play-ers need to come forward to learn and play Badmin-ton nationally and internationally well.

Badminton : A way of my life

Ujjwal Jyoti Dutta8th Sem, C.E

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Life of Pi is undoubtedly oneof the finest films of the pastyear. It is an adoption of theBooker award winningnovel by Yann Martel of thesame name. Ang Lee, thedirector who has establishedhimself as one of the finest di-rectors of the generation producesyet another masterpiece which is noth-ing short of a cinematic miracle. It enthrals its viewerwith its path-breaking 3-D special effects and its ex-pertise to bear upon the epic and surreal tale of a boy'sdisasterpropelled journey to adulthood.

It is a hauntingly attractive film that, like the fine bookit is based on, dwells upon question of human existenceand man's tangled relationship with God, Nature andbeasts of the animal kingdom in a way that few poten-tial blockbusters ever do, with care and simplicity.

Like Richard Parker, the Bengal tiger with a humanname in whose predatory eyes the young protagonistlooks for an innate connection with animals, Life of Pihas ''a soul''. It grows on you all the way through.

Precocious but introverted teenager Piscive Molitor"Pi" Patel (Suraj Sharma) is stranded in the rough wa-

ters of the Pacific ocean in alifeboat and a hastily rigged-up

raft after a Japanese freightercapsizes in a fierce storm.

He is the only human survivor ofthe shipwreck Pi's entire family- ag-

nostic Puducherry zoo keeper-dad(Adil Hussain), doting mom(Tabu) and elder brother (Ayan

Khan/ Vibish Sivakumar), has per-ished.Left to his own devices in frightening circumstances,

the boy learns the hard way to deal with every adver-sity thrown at him by the elements, a ferocious tiger thatneeds constant feeding, and his unshakable "Love ofGod". That has made him a Hindu, a Christian and aMuslim rolled into one.

Life of Pi offers no closure- in the end, the audienceis not even sure whether the incredible story that theadult Pi (Irfan Khan) sitting in his Montreal home nar-rates to the writer (Rafe Spall) actually happened ex-actly quite in the way that he recollects it.

Life of Pi has become a global blockbuster earningboth critical acclaim and commercial success. It was inthe race for 11 academy awards.

Life of Pi : A cinematic Reflection

Hrishikesh Boruah

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NON VIOLENCE- SUCCESS OR FAILURE?

Eashan Saikia4th Semester

It's humorous when some of Gandhiji's ideas areanalysed. For example– "If a person is slapped on oneside of his face, he should gladly put the other side."Another such policy states that– "If someone enters ahouse by force, the owner should step outside and shouldask him to move out". Such vivid ideas have turned intocasual jokes for the youth around coffee corners whileone forgets the fact that implementation of these policiesbrought us our freedom from the British.

Well, violent protests could have been more effec-tive in gaining independence. But on taking a close lookinto past, it is found that the two nations– India andSouth-Africa which adopted the nonviolent approachhave succeeded in establishing a prosperous, peacefuland a civilized society compared to other countries un-der foreign rule such as Libya, Nigeria, Somalia, Ghanaetc. They are still in the grip of dense military, fierceinter-tribe civil wars and autocratic military rule. Theviolent approach adopted years ago still continues topersist as the people are always desperate to put in

their violent approach in all situations. After freedom,power is what they are hungry for.

Coming to the present scenario, violent protestshelped Libya, Tunisia, Egypt to gain their independencefrom dictatorship, but the social conditions have wors-ened and still violence has not been eradicated from thelives of the common people.

Bomb blasts, injured civilians, children with weap-ons are a common scenario in those places. But on theother hand a nonviolent protest by Anna Hazare andhis associates has failed terribly too in India. Though, itplayed an important role in creating awareness amongthe people, it had no other effects in the legal world.

The line of summarisation can be laid as thus suchnonviolent protests would be successful only when it isused against its exact opposite just like Mahatma Gandhiused against the violent British rulers. In a democracylike India, a change can be brought through electoralpolitics and generating public conscience

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WITCH HUNTING IN ASSAM

Presenjit Dutta6th semester

The history of producing witchcraft or black magicin Assam and NE India dates back to several hundredyears. Mayong in Morigaon district, now a major tour-ist hub, used to be known as the Indian Capital of blackmagic. Even people from off countries were claimed tohave come to learn the dark art and spells.

However, witchcraft was not limited to Mayong inAssam, it was unfortunately prevalent amidst severalcommunities and tribes across the Brahamaputra val-ley People who practice these dark arts are referred toas "Bez" or "Ozaa", some of them are even believed tokeep domestic ghost-servants called "Beera" or "BheeraBhut". The fact that witch hunting or witch burning hasbeen making headlines in all local newspapers of Assamfor quite a sometime, every now and then is not onlydisturbing but also alarming. More than 500 people havebeen killed and more than 100 official cases of witchkilling have been registered since 2001 in the state.However, the sad part is that not more than a few ofthese cases ever made any progress due to the ab-sence of witness.

Still controversy ariscs as to why such things couldhappen when science and technology are at its peak,with people so advanced in culture and life-styles. Thetruth however is, people here still cling to age-old myths,superstitions and worst, some know well to take ad-vantage of these blind beliefs.

A large number of "Bez" or "Ozaa" are after con-artist themselves who make their living by providingmedication to the villagers from diseases. Villagers of-ten have to appear before them instead of going to thenearby hospital through underdeveloped route of com-munication.

Meanwhile, there are some other cases reportedwhere it is claimed by a section of people that the witchkillings are acts by the land mafia. In such cases, somemiscreants uses social superstitions to destroy and up-root families completely from the land they have theireyes on, so that this piece of property can later be ac-quired at dirt cheap pieces.

No doubt in fact that illiteracy and lack of properhealth care facilities are behind the powers as well asthe plight of the "Bez" or Ozaa" in rural Assam, espe-cially the tribal areas. To add, alcoholism also forms animportant reason. Regularly drinking people often over-whelmed with emotions, anyone requires the least ef-fort to make them superstitious.

Education and medical care in the rural parts is amust to drive this nuisance out of civil societies, medi-cal bodies, educational institutions. The police and thelocal bodies have to work hand in hand. The project"Prahan" initiated by Police Department has to inten-sify their drive and invest in community chief policingand running campaigns among the village chief and el-ders.

Most importantly, the thought process of the edu-cated ones has to change in the states. Witch huntinghas been one of the social stigmas of Assam. The landof black magic is how a time of bloodshed in the landof black magic, That too in the land of 21st century. Itis high time that NGO's, govt. bodies come forwardand make people aware of such inhuman acts and jumpin action right away.

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BEING A WOMAN IN INDIA

Pronamika Roy 4th sem, ChE

It is said that in the Vedic age, woman enjoyed aprivileged status, in no way less than men. But after theVedic age, the position of women in the societyweakened. India has had a long tradition of pride forwomanhood in making homes and building society. TheIndian folklore advocates and encourages the conceptof protection for the women folk. Great emphasis islaid on the responsibilities of a man in protecting a lady,as a father, brother, husband or son. India has also beenone of the very few countries which encouraged physicalreservation of space for women in schools and collegesfor women, reservations for girls in education etc. Theeducated female of India is today able to work on herown and travel independently in India and abroad.

But, the India womanhood ever from the days ofRamayana and the Mahabharata has remained a pawnto be played with at the member's will. Sita andDraupadi are two glaring examples. If we turn on thedailies in the morning, we shudder to read hair raisinginstances of male chauvinism representing the masculinemystique belief in the inevitability of dominance againstwomen. It is indeed a slur on the modern Indian societythat the cult of violence has grown to such epicproportions in free India. Being alone at home in thenight brings additional risks to the women of the house.Domestic violence, rape, sexual harassment, incest, acidattacks and dowry death are just the tip of iceberg.

A country which was headed by a women Presidentand powerful women as chief ministers in four influentialstates should have been the safest place in the worldfor women. On the contrary, "India is the fourth most

dangerous place in the worldfor women". Womencontinue to have littleright over their lives,owing to suppressionunder a male-dominated society. Inrural areas it is evenworse, with womenhaving practically noaccess to finances, landinheritance rights, education,employment, justice, healthcareand nutrition. Various laws havebeen introduced to preventthese crimes but how farhave they actuallyworked? It's notenough to have alaw, unless the implementation is resourced well enoughfor it to work. Fast-track courts could change howpeople think about such crimes by expediting the trialperiod. Proposed amendments would also providebetter privacy for women with in camera trials, whichwould keep them from being in the same room as theaccused.

But the biggest responsibility will be that of the womenthemselves. The must organise themselves. They haveborne the tyranny of man far too long. The time hascome for a crusade.

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˜ÚÓ¬ Œ¬Û˘±¬ıº

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fl¡ø1˜∑î

ìÓ≈ ¬ ø˜ Œ˜±fl¡ ¤Àfl¡±

’±√± ˛ fl¡ø1¬ı Ú±˘±À·º Ó≈¬ø˜›

Ê√œªÚÓ¬ Œfl¡±ÀÚ±¬ı± ¸˝√√±˚˛

õ∂±Ô«œfl¡ √√± ˛ fl¡ø1¬ı± ’±1n∏

ˆ¬±ø¬ı¬ı± ˜˝◊ √ √ fl¡1± ¸˝√√±˚˛1 ˜”˘… ’±√±˚˛

˝√ √í˘º ¤˝◊ √ √ ¸˝√ √±˚˛1 ø˙fl¡ø˘ ˆ¬±ø„√√¬ı øÚø√¬ı±º

¬ı±1n∏ ŒÓ¬±˜±1 Ú±˜ÀÈ¬± øfl¡∑î ˜±Ú≈˝√√Ê√ÀÚ fl¡íÀ˘º

ìŒ˜±1 Ú±˜ ¸˜œ1î ˘í1±ÀÈ¬±Àª Î¬◊M√√1 ø√À˘º

ì’±1n∏ ŒÓ¬±˜±1 √±√±1 Ú±˜ øfl¡∑î

ìŒ˜±1 √±√±1 Ú±˜ ˝√√í˘ .............. ’˜1!î

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It was a chilly January 2000 night. After a tiring dayat office, I was returning home through the familiar laneslighted by the dim street lights. The night was harsh, thewind was chilly, every wisp of it bitting my bare faceand hands. As I struggled to battle nature, somethingshiny on the pavenment caught my attention. I went thereand found a coin. I examined it carefully and found it tobe a coin of the late 1940's. Though, it was almostrugged, I felt like something was special about it. Ireached home, had dinner and sat to study the coincarefully.

The next moment I found myself in a dusty lane,dressed in traditional Indian attire simple dhoti kurta.To my surprise I found everyone rushing somewhere. Iwas so confused that I too started to run along with thecrowd. Suddenly, I found a strong hand pulling me back.He was a handsome stranger dressed in the same attireas me. He addressed me as brother and handed me anold modelled pistol and two hand grenades. Before Icould utter any word, he took off the place. I stayedclueless standing on the same place. A moment passedbut very soon I decided to follow him. After rushingseveral meters, I reached the market square where Iwitnessed the most jaw-dropping scene of my life. Gunsblowed and grenades burst as I stood numb, rooted tothe spot, cold with fear. I was in the middle of a revolt!

I saw the same person who had given me the armscharging the British troops. Following his lead a crowdshouting 'JAI HIND JAI ASOM' jumped over the

enemy platoon. I was in a state of total loss, could notconfess to myself what would be my next step of action.The crowd open fired at their enemies. I watched asmy stranger mate knocked down the soldiers one afteranother unafraid of death and pain. He was clearly theleader of the pack and the enemy sensed this. A bulletthrough his left arm slowed him down. However, hewas still undeterred, continued attacking the enemy withvitality, gunned down more soldiers like a fast lightningstrike. Laying a few more corpses down before hewas exhausted, the gunshot in his arm brought him down.Such partiotic was his heart that he remained chantingthe slogans, firming the intensity of patriotism. Clashescontinued, blood spilled everywhere. Somethingunexpected, my mind urged me to do. A sudden rush ofadrenaline rushed inside me. The next thing I knew, Iwas in my India's fight for independence. Out of theblue something hit me and I crashed to the ground. Iwas drenched in blood when something shiny caughtmy eye. It was a coin. I fondled it hard and waitedpatiently for my death.

I woke up in my dream. Realisation dawned uponme as I truly understood the sacrifice of the great matryrs,many named and unnamed who laid down their livesfor their country letting us breathe the air of free India.The face of the brave heart still lay vivid in my mind,instilling a feeling of patriotism and respect for my countryas well as teaching me never to give up to the wrongunder any circumstances till the last breath.

The Brave Heart

Angsuman Kaushik,6th Semester

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THE INWARD CORRUPTION

Abhinav Bhattacharyya8th Sem, CE

'Corruption is the cause of all evil in our country' isthe answer most learned and socially conscious citizensof India would give if asked about the cause of varioussocio-economic problems galvanising the country.Whilewe are all fashionably outraged at the way politiciansmisuse public money with impunity, a small look at theway we lead our daily lives is enough to show that whathappens in the order of millions of rupees is just a big-ger manifestation of a phenomenon that is integral toour everyday life. We readily pay money to cut cor-ners; we regularly try to cheat the system and feel proudof it. Worse still, we rationalize most of it by telling our-selves that this is all because the system is corrupt-as ifmulti-million dollar scams in Delhi force us to ask ourkids to lie to the ticket-collector about their age.

The problem is that, in India, it's incredibly unfair toexpect otherwise. Most of the public transport in Ger-many (and many other countries) works on a self-helpbasis. You buy tickets and punch them yourselves; ifyou are carrying pets or bicycles, you buy tickets forthem as applicable. There are no ticket-collectors inmost trains, nor are there any turnstiles or other setup forverification of tickets. It's tempting to skip buying ticketswhen simple probability tells you that the expected valueof cheating the system is in your favour. Why buy ticketsthen? To feel that you are doing the right thing? The prob-lem is that doing the right thing can make you feel incred-ibly stupid. What matters is not whether there are enough

ticket-collectors, but whether there are enough commut-ers around you who buy tickets.

Before punishing wrong, it's important to foster aculture where people recognize the wrong. We live in asystem where not letting others copy your assignmentbrands you as anti-social and unfriendly. The key thento ensuring less or no corruption is that people whowant to do the right thing are not made to feel incred-ibly stupid for doing so. This is where the critical masscomes in. Once enough people opt for the right means,the rest would not be able to rationalise their misdeedsby referring it as collective corruption.

Every once in a while, we hear news reports of apublic officer's life being ruined because he was caughttaking a paltry sum as bribe. It is fun to make sport ofsuch people and to make them face public ignominy. Itworks beautifully-the 'higher ups' can give themselves apat on the back for 'exposing corruption' and punishingit. The holier-than-thou common man who has beentaught to feel victimized by corruption smells some kindof sweet revenge. We now have a suspended policeofficer, and a nation that feels slightly better. Perfect.When we foster a culture of corruption and then arbi-trarily punish a few offenders, we are not being wrongin punishing corrupt people, we are being irresponsible.It does not work as a one-click solution; the work hasto be intricately exhaustive and inclusive of everyone.

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A gun, a bullet anda whisky jar of feeling

Dipankar Deori2nd Semester, CE

It crept inside the veins as usualLike a lady making loveHe drank it like nectarA drink made in heavens high above

Slowly, it pulled his mind to a world unknownBut his heart was struckAt that pain he had known for so long

Gradually, it reachedTo every inch of his bodyHe started feeling numbyes his mind was high and jolly

Then he saw his lifeReflecting in a mirrorThen, he understood the reasonHe was here for

But it was too lateto right his wrongsThe lady that used to delightCreated annihiliation like a demon.

He had known that this time would comeSo he always put on the table a bullet and a gunAs she crossed his limit, he pulled off the triggerAnd again, the song of a person was lift unsung

I am freedPriyanka Kotoky

4th semester, Civil Engineering.

My life was like a flying bird,Flying high up the sky,Blithe and free was meTo spread my wings to fly.So beautiful were those days,The lot seemed sparkling with haze.How to gain back those times...Front of me that query lay.Now, I crave to fly.Chained are my wings,'Free me' my spirit wails.Gone was all hope,Yet determined was I,Wanting freedom than baits;Then some enigmatic enchantment,Paved me the way...It was unknown, yet divine,And found me 'the freedom-way'.Today, I am free; I go high up there,And soar high skies call my name,Departing and forgetting all pain,To meet my fellow freed breed.I am happy I am freed.

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Indian Rhino Vision (IRV) 2020 was launched inNovember 2005 and it is a joint programme of WWF,International Rhino Foundation (IRF) and Assam For-est Department. IRV was formulated by the Taskforce for the translocation of Rhinos within Assam.

IRV 2020 was launched in order to enhance pro-tection in the existing rhino bearing areas, to secureand manage the habitat for rhinos. But, in recenttimes two rhinos have been killed at Manas and thereport of a third carcass of a translocated rhino hasbeen discovered on January 13, 2013. The discoveryof third carcass has forced World Wide Fund (WWF)to warn that there is a real danger that IRV 2020may not achieve its independent and intended tar-get.

The primary responsibility of providing protec-tion to the translocated rhino at Manas, which fallswithin the BTAD, lies with the state forest depart-ment and the Bodoland Territorial Council (BTC).As per the press release WWF officials said- "Wecan't achieve our targets unless we have the full at-tention of the responsible heads.

Now, in order to secure the rhinos from pochers,some security assessments must be done as accord-

ing to IRV 2020.i) First of all systematic intelligence network

should be in operation so that the information of allthe poachers can be derived.

ii) There should be 24‚7 patrolling by the staff ofall ranges supervised by officers. Supervised checkof patrolling by senior officials must be undertaken.

iii) Moreover, meetings with the fringe commu-nity should be called after every 15 days.

iv) All forms of unauthorised entry should hestopped and checked.

v) Last but not the least the culprits involved inrecent rhino poaching cases should be immediatelyidentified and severe, strict action should be takenagainst them according to the Wildlife Protection andArms Act.

We can really hope that through IRV 2020 morepeople are informed and educated on this horriblesituation and that more awareness has been raisedto get more people involved in the fight against rhinopoaching. We most certainly do not want to get intoa situation where the rhino is kept in a zoo type-enclosure, what a sad day it will be if this is what itboils down to.

INDIAN RHINO VISION

Ankur Chaubey4th Semester

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SURVIVED THE TORMENT, ONLY TOSUFFER MORE

Asmita Paul6th Sem, E&T

'Will they talk to me? Will they even look at me?What if I am completely ignored?' Such were thethoughts racing past Meera's mind as she stared out-side the window of their two bedroom flat in a semi-urban locality. She was waiting for her father to assisther to college after a wide gap of five months. She didnot even know if she had any chance of clearing theexams this year whatsoever.

Suddenly her eyes fell on a group of girls walkingacross the pavement. They seemed so cheerful, withice-creams in hand, sharing some common joke. Thisscene again took her to the flashback, five months ago,when she was returning with her friends from a theatre.Since it was just evening and she was only two blocksaway from her home, so after coming halfway in herfriend's car, she thought of walking home.

One simple decision, three drunk men beside thedark road, and it took just a few minutes for them totear her life apart. Her father after searching for her theentire night found her hiding behind a garbage dump topreserve her modesty. News spread like wildfire. Somepeople visited her to offer sympathy. They gave variedadvices, but their expressions conveyed -'you have nolife hereafter'. Strangers she knew nothing about pro-tested for her to the government, but no one, not a singlefriend kept a hand on her forehead and gave a reassur-ing smile. No one even for a false second tried to fathomhow she felt at that time, no one told her that it was

going to be alright. The emotional cocktail brewing in-side her was tearing her soul apart. The TV channelreporters made her feel like she was inside a circle ofcannibals butchering her with their looks of suppressedhunger.

She could not face anyone, so she shut herself up inher house. She kept on thinking-Why me? Why dopeople make me feel that I did something wrong, that itwas my fault? Is it just because our society is afraid topoint a finger towards a man? I don't see any police-man harassing outside those men's house. Oh, I forgot,they haven't found them yet. And why has none of myfriends called me?

A week ago her parents took her to a park. A kidcame and started playing with her. She smiled after somany months. But not after that kid's mother draggedher son away from her. Her dried tears came out gush-ing and she again drowned in her own pathos-filled river.

Now after five months she had somehow gatheredup the broken pieces of courage and decided to go tocollege. She was full of apprehension, full of insecurity.Still, she had to do it, she tried to sound somewhat con-fident to herself. Suddenly she noticed a bird flying pasther window, nothing to worry about, total freedom. Sheclosed her eyes, picturing herself as a free bird, smilingin ecstasy.

'Meera, we have to go now', her father's voice sud-denly brought her back to reality. And she left the win-dow with a faint smile on her lips.

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Silence

Sabina Hussain BarlaskarMCA 4th Sem

Silence is a conversationSometimes of admittance,Or of sheer nothingness,A word of reflection,Remembrance of love in one’s eyesSometimes of melancholy,Ruminating pensive sadnessSilence is an enigma of unsolved mysteriesIt is a speech, a lyric of mesmerising musicSilence is not silentIt Speaks..

Lost Brotherhood

Dipee Saikia4th Sem, ChE

I have lost you. O’ brother...In the desert called humanity,Standing amidst the withered envirous;of hatred, lust and insanity.

I have always known you as the one,who discovered beauty in fireflies;but how could your ecstasy budge to;the tears gushing out through our eyes ?

The beautiful thoughts and dogmas...gleaning amidst your virtues,Had marked your place amidst the mens.Alas! you had found your solace only in bullets andguns.

A single tear of your mother could sip apart your heart.But the woes and tribulations of our sisters,Could not stir it over;Your greed for power and lust.

You were also one amidst us brother;How could you act so strange ?The good in you is buried long ago;In your transformation to a demon from a sage.

I fear to be you, BrotherRather I favour to die.our mother can’t lose yet another son;Her eyes have the least forebearance to cry.

Sober

Abhishek Kalita

6th Semester

With a Sober's instinct

I still had hallucinations

An euphoria of a better world

But I still had a solitary life to lead

Amidst of the hypocritical earth

With the utopia of happiness

I was always hurtled along

The path of life

The pursuit of happiness

The horizon was hazy

But with the sober's instinct

I could pierce my vision

Down through the smoke

But I had hallucinations

The utopia of a better world

Yes, the euphoria of a better world.

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When Internet explorer 11 ran the now-popularcampaign about them always being touted andconsidered as a browser people just love to hate, andthat they are now working hard to shed that image, itreminded me of those guys we see on televisions andnewspapers, who are jeered and hated by the generalpublic at large. I am not talking about dreaded dictatorsor criminals who more often than not certainly deservethat sort of treatment; but about those who are in pursuitof athletic excellence and are considered bad role-models for their behaviours. This is the world of sportswhere people are more vocal about their dislikes ratherthan their likes.The world has people of all sorts. The ones who willforever be popular and loved would be different fromthe others who are not due to one big reason, and thatencompasses the biggest skill in the world called the"balancing" act. Even in sports, we see many who haveperfected this art and have made it a part of themselves.To find the greatest example, we do not need to searchfar and wide; we just need to look at the life of the littleMumbaikar who made it big, named Sachin RameshTendulkar. Sachin Tendulkar gets plaudits from all overthe world not for only being Sachin, the cricketer, butalso for being Sachin, the humble person. But, whatpeople tend to forget is that to be a person like himself,Sachin had influences like Ramesh Tendulkar, his father,and Ramakant Achrekar, his first coach, who werepresent with him all the time while growing up: teachinghim lessons on virtues and modesty, which are amenitiesnot always available in everyone's lives.I, for one am not one of those many who think thatathletic excellence should always be accompanied handin hand with a crowd pleasing on-and-off the fieldattitude. Most people we see on televisions andstadiums, fighting it out with their opponents to be thevery best are those who have overcome social andcultural stigmas to be where they find themselves now.

Why always Them !!!- The ones people love to hate.

Surajit Kalita8th Sem, CE

For most of them, sports is a mode of survival, a modeof giving themselves and their families a better life andthey know it very well that their individual brilliance andskill, together with glory for their team or nation is theonly way possible to guarantee that. These people knowthat performance alone ,starting from the lower tierswould send them to the higher echelons and because ofwhich, they tend to undermine what people or the crowdassume or think of them, other than the passion andskills they display on the field.There will always be polarising views about thesegentlemen. They are loathed for their behaviour, theirnegligence of authority and ignorance towardsreputation, but their glory serves as fodder for joy andpride for the same people. I am not an advocate ofover-fanaticism or blind support here, neither do Iadvocate bad behaviour in sports, but what reallytroubles me is the way people expect these people tobe good in all aspects.The early 20th century saw athletes mostly coming fromFirst world and developed countries where sports wasa part of University education. Coming from topuniversities and highly cultured backgrounds, thegentlemanlike attitude they displayed on and off the fieldsomehow set the benchmark for all who were to follow.As years rolled by and with the advent of Globalisationand television coverage, Sports spread out across theworld and now we find ourselves in an era, where mostsports-gods we talk about have made their ascent fromimpoverished backgrounds or from third-world poorcountries. Only because of their skills and excellence,they are brought to European and American soils (read:greater/rich markets) and are expected to behave andbecome a European or an American gentlemanovernight. This simply does not sound fair, moreimportantly because of the role of media in their lives.From day one, the world media would be followingtheir lives closely and would leave no stone unturned in

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How many times can a man lose his heart ?

Ivan Borah

A man’s heart is as fragile as a mirror. You lookgood when you see the reflection of your image on itbut the moment it shatters, each shard shows an imagethat is nothing but broken. A man’s heart is never his, itis meant to be someone else’s. The instant he falls inlove, ther’s no coming back.

It has this unique tendency to fall in love againand again. Girls call such men flirt and men refer to thisphenonenon as nothing but a “Crush”. Both sexes havetheir own way of looking into things although in my termsboth of them fail to understand the complexities of aman’s heart.

It may be so that some people fall in love withthe same person again and again, but for others it is notsurprising to fall in love with every next person that theysee. Some say all they want is to be accompanied by abeautiful girl throughout their life, have children and inthe process pass their ‘like thinking’ genes to the nextgeneration. Others contrast this thought and say, all theywant is someone who loves them back. For me thelatter is a better option.

It is indeed not surprising for someone to love awoman who is beautiful because beauty may fade awaybut the pleasure one experiences till it lasts is worth-while. John keats has rightly said, “A thing of beauty isa joy forever”. But beauty lies in the eyes of the be-holder and that puts you back to decide whether some-one is beautiful. Have you ever asked yourselves, as tohow many times you have lost your heart to a girl whohas walked past you ? You may not even know her, ormaybe she has not even noticed you looking at her butyou may still feel your heart aching just at the thought ofher rejecting you. Such are complexities of a man’s heart.

Some people may wonder why James Blunt cameup with the song, “You’re Beautiful” or you might realiseit well soon enough as soon as you hear the song your-self. Being the one who came up with the question atthe end of this, I admit it is hard to answer a question assuch but one thing is for sure, we men are not as hardas we seem. We too are fragile beings, at times in themercy of a beautiful someone for whom we have waitedall our lives.

creating and implanting opinions about them andmaking news over it. A sportsperson's life in sportsis not long (leaving aside sports like chess and golf) andhe simply has to adjust fast, no matter what.The pursuit of excellence with the cost of negative publicopinion has scalped many a victims with the likes ofDiego Maradona, Ayrton Senna, Luis Suarez, MarioBalotelli, Tiger Woods, Kobe Bryant, Lleyton Hewitt,Floyd Mayweather Jr., etc.The fall-from-grace story always makes a good readand these people are loathed by many; but at the end ofthe day, we should always remember that before beingsportspersons, before being role-models, before beingnews Headliners- these people are fellow human beingsjust like us who don't have the liberty to having theiractions forgotten, forgiven or getting unnoticed like ours.Many a times, they are punished, not for being the personthey are but for not being the person people expected

them to be. To have a suspect temperament is notgood at all, but to be reminded and branded by it forthe rest of their lives sounds terribly wrong.It is not criminal to have a bad opinion about asportsperson and a jibe at him/her through one's writingsor posts should not really be of much concern for many,but pushing has its limits; and the world media definitelydoes not understand it and makes sure that theirhounding is part of the pressure sportspersons findthemselves in, when they take the field.Sportspersons like Sachin Tendulkar, Roger Federer,Pele etc are rightly called once-in-a-generation playersbut the rest who made up the generation should not bejudged for not being a Sachin, Federer or Pele.Let's for once give those so-called bad role modelstheir due based only on their skills and passion for thesport on the field, and keep the dislike and hatred abouttheir personality away from it.

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The grass is greener on the other side

Rahuljit Kalita

4th Semester

It had been pouring heavily since morning. Theusual hurtling crowds on the city streets lay scattered.A beggar stood alone shivering at the bottom of thestairs leading upto the office of the HG Millsconsultancy. He would have preferred to besomewhere where the rain couldn't get to him but hehad to do his last decent weal. It had been 2days sincehe had his last decent meal. As he shivered he watcheda clerk with an umbrella walk upto the office. Thebeggar thought to himself how lucky the clesk was.He had proper clothes on and an umbrella to protecthimself from rain. He probably would go home to havehis wife greet him with a nice warm meal.

The clerk hurried up the stairs. He was runninglate and he feared facing the short tempered branchmanager. As he got to his desk, he found a huge pile offiles on his desk and a letter from the branch managersaying that he wanted them sorted out by evening. Thatmeant, he had to cancel the visit to the bar he had plannedwith his friends. He cursed his rotten luck. Just then,the manager passes by. The clerk looked at the managerand thought how lucky the manager was to get throughthe day with just a few calls and signatures while hehimself would be ordered around everyday.

The branch manager hurried to the conferenceroom. The CEO had a visit scheduled and he had toget everything in order. He managed to get the

conference room ready just as the CEO arrived.Throughout the meeting the CEO spoke little. He justsipped his coffee and asked a few questions while thebranch manager had to present all the companystatistics and explain them all. After the meeting wasover, the manager watched the CEO walk away. Hethought to himself how lucky the CEO was. Heprobably had a limousine waiting for him to take himto his mansion. He could probably visit any place hewanted, which for the manager with his limited salarywas only a dream.

The CEO walked out of the office. His chauffeurheld the umbrella over him. The CEO was not as happyas he looked. His family was in turmoil. A simplesuspicion on part of his wife has led to numerous heatedarguments. They could not come to compromise andhis wife has filed for divorce. As he walked down thestairs, his eyes fell on the beggar. And he thought tohimself, what good all his money was if he could notbe happy. The begar was lucky. He knew no failurenor disappoinment. He could not afford luxury but hecould afford to be content.

And so, as each envied the other, the rain ceasedto pour. Across the streets was a field where two youngboys were playing. As the sun shone and lit up the farend of the field, one of the boys said to other, 'Look,the grass is greener on the other side.

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Why MBA?

Sanjeeb Das

4th Semester

This is the most admired question asked by anyb-school campus. I guess hardly anyone has a resonableanswer to be admired. It has become the most covetedcareer in the young Indian mindset. Today graduatesfrom all streams including some unique features likemerchhant navy, defence science, nuclear scientist arejoining the course MBA is not only specialising in a stremof businesss, its much beyond that. What we learn inmanangement is applicable to any field wheathor itsbusiness, politics, economics, etc. Today managmenteducation catess to all fields including publicadministraton, defence service management etc. It's theMBA's who have the ambidexterity to new innovativeideas. This inter disciplinary approcah is what makes itmore worthwhile.

If one takes a look at the profiles of captains ofbusiness and industry, movers and shakers of the cor-porate world, high flying executives, key decision mak-ers, in short anyone who makes a difference to the for-tunes of a corporation, more often than not, you willfind they have one thing in common, an MBA from apremier business school. Be it in Marketing, Finance,Banking, Advertising or Consulting.

In the moden enviorment apart from varied for-mal and informal training, an MBA gets irrespective ofspecialization functional job knowledge in areas of mar-keting. Finance, HR, systems, legal, etc. Apart fromthe 'formual' education curriculum students are vigor-ously trained and given exposure to industry, asked totake up social projects, etc. In shirt, B-school MBA'sirrespective of their graduation background are spe-cially equipped to tackle their jobs and responsibilitesin a more efficacious and business-oriented mannerPursuing an MBA will help us in the long run to climbthe organisation ladder at a better speed or performbetter as the case may be.

MBA is a breeding ground for those futureenterpreneure who accelerate the economy of the worldThey have the ideas which can change the way we live,the way we interact with our environment. Some of usmay want to have the MBA degree for better job op-portunities or promotion to move ahead in life whileothers may be doing it to satisfy their self actualizationneed while some of us may feel the need to do an MBAas we want to run our own business and solve the dayto day difficulties faced in running a business.

Why we engineers....

A pure engineer may not be able to appreciatecommercial, legal, financial or marketing aspects of busi-ness unit. However, coupled with an MBA is an addedadvantage

As an Engineer, You develop_

1. Good analytic skill2. Good quantitative skill3. Good decision making.4. The art of attacking a problem head-on and

reaching its solution5. Instant thinking

But the industry these days requires you to have

(in addition to the above mentioned skills):

1. Good communication skill.2. Creativity.3. Leadership qualities.4. The right personality.5. The ability to work in a term.6. Knowledge of all functional areas in Managment.7. One specialiation in Management.

An MBA bridges the gap most effectively

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I Don't Dare

Dibyajyoti Bhagawati

Illusions, like a blanket of flower

They wrap on everywhere

Happiness-illusion,

Illusions of love and care.

But 'but' is always there

Illusions– queer imagination;

Like the mist of the morning,

They are meant to be clear.

With the sun soaring

In its way, illusion melts away.

The smoke of reality comes to vision.

Then without a question,

I have to bear,

I accept, its fair; I had to pay.

Why then, did I look far passion?

I am a human; misled by devotion.

'Devotion?', didn't I know?

It is illusion.

In the quest for pleasure,

To quench my desire, I flew,

In search of everlasting emotion,

Never-ending devotion and passion.

Illusions, blew me,

There like the wind.

But did I ever find?

I was stuck, hard stuck.

The evergreen truth, "FINISH" is always there

We are puppets, illusion makes us dance.

'Everlasting', 'Never-ending' is nowhere.

Not even rare!

Flowers, they dry.

I have to cry.

I know "The end" is waiting with care,

To accept it before

Why don't I ever dare?

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THE BETRAYAL

Tofic Sonowal

8th Sem, ChE

Yes, broke the vows again

lied to her twice

betrayed and ditched her once more

The thrust she had upon me shall be no more

The wounds I inflicted, they are sore

And it anin't yeateryear's lore

Failed her, I did

Let her down, O' yes I did

Gone my pride or;

Whatever was left of it;

I feel like a man,

I feel like a grown up;

as if I am tough now,

and take in whatever comes up,

But was it worth it,

Deep down my heart yells,

filled with remorse,

The vows I failed to keep.

The trust I no longer take pride in,

Became a man today but I failed her

Yes, I have failed my mother

OH ! MY COMRADE

Manash Pratim Barman

8th Sem, ME

Where have all those glorious days gone?

When you and I had walked hand in hand

And talked of everything under the sun;

leaving behind our footprints on the sand.

What was it that we shared?

Friendship? Love? Or a relation of pain?

A camaraderie which was almost divine

Above worldly things as loss and again

I found in you a companion true,

My qualities who love, my faults who knew;

with me everything seemed bright and new.

Our relation was like some railway track,

Miles of togetherness and yet great separation.

And to our own place, we both went back.

Word can't describe what I felt for you,

I can only say 'I miss you, my comrade.

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THE MIRAGE

Arpan Mahanta

4th Sem, Iùstru

I cannot bear this anymore,

cannot find, came through which door.

Nobody to share, nobody to guide

And nobody to help me in my ride.

Amidst these stropy dangers,

My steadfast mind staggers

For the elude which I long,

And the relish of the song.

I loiter around in this slog time.

Only for the face and the tuning rhyme.

I search for what my heart does hold;

But only to suffer with wounds to cold.

I am succumbed to cramps and bound with ropes

Though, I carry on with my firm hopes.

I find none.

Am I gulled to be left undone?

Yes! I am being deceived.

Yes! I am once again being eluded.

I now sense that it was nothing,

But only a mirage that has left me stunning.

THE UNSEEN

Kaushtan Talukdar2nd Semester

I saw all one in the night,

Full of loneliness who asked me my sight,

Looking at it, I wondered what I've

I done to give it a fight,

My heart gleamed, nothing.

Always, do you find a place where you smile?

I tried but was denied which I would love to find.

As I wondered how it would be like.

I sat along the lonely night,

wanted it to pour from the height of my heart;

To a heart who needed the depth of my sight

and might;

But, was denied again.

So, I asked why it was always me?

The darkness sighed, and made me realise,

The world I loved was not a place for me to find,

As it was left unseen,

That place was totally unseen.

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A MAN HE ONCE WAS

Abhinab Shyam4th Sem, ME

From the Ashes of his past,

A man rises to the reality of life

He claims to be a sailor on a lone voyage

Who for long forgot his way home.

None can see the pain he feels inside

Or his frown face hidden with a gentle smile.

Can't anyone here his plea for happiness,

For he just wants to be the man he once was.

Outcasted and puzzled his mind has become

He no longer desires this grey world.

Only time can save a mans soul,

And pull him out of this gloomy hole.

SHADY FEELINGS

Hemanta Doley

4th Semester

Two Shadows on grass

Elongate, growing, walking together

Through meadows of green;

Your shoulders much broader

My finger much slimmer

Two shadows together

with sunlight between

How far the horizon

violet with shadows

As sun drops behind up

In welter of gold;

Your arm on my shoulder

pulling of closer

Making one shadow

When twilight takes hold.

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ø˙é¬±Ú≈á¬±Ú¸˜”˝√√1 ˘·Ó¬ ¸—ø˙°©Ü ’±ª±¸¸˜”˝√√1

¬Ûø1Àª˙ ¤ÀÚ√À1 fl¡˘≈ø¯∏Ó¬ fl¡ø1ÀÂ√ Œ˚ ¤˝◊√ √

¬Û1•Û1±ÀÈ¬± ’±˜±1 ˜±Ê√1 ¬ı±À¬ı ¤fl¡ ±1±Rfl¡ ¬ı…±øÒ

ø˝√√‰¬±À¬Û ¬Ûø1·øÌÓ¬ Δ˝√√ÀÂ√º

¤˝◊√√ ¬Û1•Û1±1 ’±1yøÌ Ó¬Ô± ˝◊√√˚˛±1 Ê√ij ˝◊√√øÓ¬˝√√±¸1 fl¡Ô±

¸øÍ¬fl¡Õfl¡ Œfl¡±ª± È¬±Úº ˝√ √˚˛ÀÓ¬± Ú-¬Û≈1øÌ1 ø˜˘Ú1 ¬ÛøªS

˙sÀÈ¬±Àª˝◊√√ ¸˜˚˛1 Œ¸“±Ó¬Ó¬ ëŒ1ø·—í Ú±À˜À1 Ê√Ú±Ê√±Ó¬ ˝√√í˘º

’±˜±1 ø˙é¬±¬ÛXøÓ¬1 √√± ◊√√¶≈®˘ ø˙é¬±ôL, Î¬◊2‰¬Ó¬1 ±Ò…ø˜fl¡ Ó¬Ô±

¶ß±Ó¬fl¡ ¬Û˚«±˚˛1 Œ√›Ú± ¬Û±1 Δ˝√√ ÚÊ√Ú±fl¡ Ê√±øÚ, ø¬ıøˆ¬iß :±ÀÚÀ1

øÚÊ√fl¡ ¸˜‘X fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘, øÚÊ√1 Œ¸±ÀÌ±ª±˘œ ¸À¬Û±ÚÀ¬ı±1

¬ı±ô¶ª±ø˚˛Ó¬ fl¡1±1 ˜±ÀÚÀ¸À1 õ∂ÀÓ¬…fl¡ ¬ıÂ√À1 ’±˜±1 Â√±S-

Â√±Sœ¸fl¡À˘ ·ˆ¬œ1 Œ˝√ √ ¬Û± “À˝ √ √À1 ø¬ıˆ¬øi ß ˜˝√ √ ± ø ¬ı √…±˘˚˛,

ø¬ıù´ø¬ı√…±˘˚˛¸˜”˝√√Ó¬ Ú±˜ˆ¬øÓ«¬ fl¡À1Õ·º øfl¡c, ŒÓ¬›“À˘±Àfl¡ ¤˝◊√√

ø˙é¬±Ú≈¶ö±Ú¸˜”˝√√1 ·ÀÓ¬ ’±ª±¸ ˜”˝√√Ó¬ ¤˝◊√√ Œ1ø·„√√1 ¬Û1•Û1±1

¸ij≈‡œÚ √√í¬ı˘·œ ˛±Ó¬ ¬ÛÀ1º ¤ ◊√√ Œ1ø·„√√1 Ú±˜Ó¬ ŒÓ¬›“À˘±Àfl¡ ¤ÀÚ

øfl¡Â≈√˜±Ú ¬Ûø1ø¶öøÓ¬1 ˜≈‡±˜≈ø‡ ˝√√˚˛ Œ˚ ŒÓ¬›“À˘±Àfl¡ ˘·ÀÓ¬ øÚÊ√1

’øˆ¬ˆ¬±ªfl¡ ¸fl¡˘Àfl¡± ¸‰¬øfl¡Ó¬ fl¡ø1 ŒÓ¬±À˘º õ∂ÀÓ¬…fl¡ ¬ıÂ√À1 ÚÓ≈¬Ú

ø˙é¬±¬ı¯∏«1 õ∂Ô˜ ˜±˝√√ÀÈ¬± ¤ÀÚ ¤fl¡ ¬Û1•Û1±1 ˜±ÀÊ√À1˝◊√ √

’øÓ¬¬ı±ø˝√√Ó¬ ˝√√˚˛º ·øÓ¬Àfl¡, ÚÓ≈¬Ú Â√±SÂ√±Sœ¸fl¡À˘ ¤ÀÚÒ1Ì1

¬Ûø1ø¶öøÓ¬Ó¬ ÚÓ≈¬Ú ¬Û±Í¬…Sê˜Ó¬ øfl¡√À1 ˜ÀÚ±øÚÀª˙ fl¡ø1¬ı ¬Û±À1,

Œ¸˚˛± ø¬ı‰¬±˚«1 ø¬ı¯∏˚˛º Œ1ø·„√√1 ’Ô« ˝√√í˘ Î¬◊\±øôL, ‡„√√±˘ ’±ø√º

Œ¸À ˛ √√ ˛ÀÓ¬± ◊√√ ˛±1 ¶§1+¬Û Ó¬fl¡1± 99 ¬±À· ◊√√ Î¬◊æ±G±ø˘À1 ¬1±º

Œ1ø·„√√1 · ˛Ú± Δ˘ ¬Û≈1øÌ Â√±S-Â√±Sœ¸fl¡À˘ ÚÓ≈¬Ú Â√±S-Â√±Sœ¸fl¡˘fl¡

˙±1œø1fl¡, ˜±Úø¸fl¡ Ó¬Ô± Œ˚ÃÚ øÚ˚«±Ó¬ÀÚ± ‰¬À˘±ª±1 ¬ı±Ó¬ø1

¬ÛøÏ¬ˇ¬ıÕ˘ Œ¬Û±ª± ˚±˚˛º ŒÓ¬›“À˘±fl¡1 ˆ¬±¯∏± ˝√√í˘

’˙±˘œÚ, |n∏øÓ¬fl¡È≈¬º ¤˚˛± ¬ı±1n∏ ø˙øé¬Ó¬ ¸˜±Ê√1

øÚ√˙«Ú ŒÚ∑ ¬ÛøªS :±Ú˜øμ11 øˆ¬Ó¬1Ó¬ Ó¬±1

ø˙é¬±Ô«œ¸fl¡À˘˝◊√√ ˚ø√ ¤ÀÚ ’±‰¬1Ì fl¡À1,

ŒÓ¬ÀôL ø˙øé¬Ó¬ ’±1n∏ ’ø˙øé¬Ó¬1 ˜±Ê√Ó¬

¬Û±Ô«fl¡… ◊√√ ¬ı± fl¡íÓ¬∑ Œ1ø·„√√1 Ú±˜Ó¬ ¤ÀÚ Ò1Ì1

øÚ˚«±Ó¬Ú ¸˝√√… fl¡ø1¬ı ŒÚ±ª±ø1º øÚÊ√1 ¸fl¡À˘±

’±˙±-’±fl¡±—é¬± Ê√˘±?ø˘ ø √ ˙±1œø1fl¡,

˜±Úø¸fl¡ˆ¬±Àª ‚”Ìœ˚˛± Δ˝√√ ø˙é¬±Ú≈¶ö±Ú, Ó¬…±· fl¡1±1

¬ı±Ó¬ø1À˚˛ ’±øÊ√1 ¬ı±Ó¬ø1fl¡±fl¡Ó¬ ˜”˝√√1 ¬Û‘á¬± ¬1±˝◊√√ Ó≈¬ø˘ÀÂ√º

¬Û≈1øÌÀ˚˛ ÚÓ≈¬Úfl¡ ’±√1±ÀÈ¬± ¤fl¡ ¬Û1•Û1±, ˚±fl¡ ’¶§œfl¡±1

fl¡ø1¬ı ŒÚ±ª±ø1º Ó¬±Àfl¡ fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ ¬Û≈1øÌ ‰¬±À˜ ÚÓ≈¬Ú ‰¬±˜fl¡ øÚ˚«±Ó¬Ú

fl¡1±1 ’øÒfl¡±1 Œfl¡±ÀÚ±Àª ø√˚˛± Ú±˝◊√√ ¬ı± fl¡±À1± ’øÒfl¡±1 Ú±˝◊√√º

¬Û≈1øÌ Â√±S-Â√±Sœ¸fl¡À˘ ÚÓ≈¬Ú Â√±S-Â√±Sœ¸fl¡˘fl¡ øÚÊ√À1˝◊√√ ¬±˝◊√√øÈ¬-

ˆ¬øKI◊1√À1 ·Ì… fl¡ø1 ŒÓ¬›“À˘±fl¡1 ¬ÛÔ õ∂√˙«fl¡ Δ˝√√ ’±·¬ıÏ¬ˇ±ÀÈ¬±À˝√√

õ∂À˚˛±Ê√Úœ˚˛ fl¡Ô±º

¤‡Ú ˆ¬… ˜±Ê√1 ¬ı±ø¸μ± ø √√‰¬±À¬Û ¤ ◊√√ ¬ı¬ı«1 ±1Rfl¡ ¬ı…±øÒÀÈ¬±

¸˜±Ê√1 ¬Û1± øÚ˜«”˘ fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ ˝√√íÀ˘ ’±ø˜ ¸fl¡À˘±Àª ’Ô«±»

’øˆ¬ˆ¬±ªfl¡, Â√±S-Â√±Sœ, ø˙é¬fl¡, õ∂˙±¸Ú, ø¬ıøˆ¬iß ’Ú≈á¬±Ú

õ∂øÓ¬á¬±ÀÚ ˜±1 ¬ı±øg øÔ˚˛ Œ˝√√±ª±ÀÈ¬± õ∂À˚˛±Ê√Úœ˚˛º ŒÓ¬øÓ¬˚˛±À˝√√

’±˜±1 ø˙é¬±Ú≈á¬±Ú¸ ” √√ Œ1ø·„√√1 fl¡1±˘ ¢∂±¸1 ¬Û1± ≈Mê√ √√í¬ı ’±1n∏

ø˙é¬±Ú≈á¬±Ú ¸˜”˝√√Ó¬ ¤fl¡ ¸≈¶ö ¬ı±Ó¬±¬ı1Ì1 ¸‘ø©Ü ˝√√í¬ıº

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Œ˙±fl¡1 1ˆ¬±‡Ú Œ˝√√ÀÚ± ¤¬ıÂ√1 Œ˝√√ Î¬◊‰≈¬À¬Û..............

õ∂øÌÓ¬± fl¡ø˘Ó¬±

¯∏á¬ ¯∏±ij±ø¸fl¡

˜˝√√±Ú·1œ1 ¬ı…ô¶ Ê√œªÚÓ¬ Œfl¡±Ú fl¡±1 ’±Rœ˚˛ Œfl¡±Ú fl¡±1

˜1˜1 Œ¸˝◊√√À¬ı±1 fl¡Ô± ø˝√√‰¬±¬Û øÚfl¡±‰¬ fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ ¸˜˚˛1 ’˘¬Û

’ˆ¬±ªº ˚±øLafl¡Ó¬±˝◊√√ ^n∏Ó¬À¬ı·œ fl¡ø1 ŒÓ¬±˘± Ê√œªÚÀÈ¬±Ó¬ ˜‘Ó≈¬…fl¡

’Ú≈ˆ¬ª fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ ˜‘Ó≈¬…À˚˛› ¸˜˚˛ øÚø√À˚˛º ’¸˜ ’øˆ¬˚±øLafl¡

˜˝√√±ø¬ı√…±˘˚˛1 Œ˜fl¡±øÚÀfl¡˘ øÎ¬¬Û±È«¬À˜KI◊1 ¤·1±fl¡œ Â√±11

˜‘Ó≈¬…Ó¬ ’Ò…é¬ ˜À˝√√±√À˚˛ Δfl¡øÂ√˘, ë˜˝◊√√› fl¡í1¬ı±Ó¬ qøÚøÂ√À˘±

Œ˝√√, ’±øÊ√fl¡±ø˘ ˜±Ú≈˝√√1 ˜‘Ó≈¬…1 Œ˙±fl¡ ¤¬ıÂ√1À˝√√ Ô±Àfl¡ ·øÓ¬Àfl¡

ŒÓ¬À‡Ó¬1 Ú±˜Ó¬ fl¡ø1¬ı˘·œ˚˛± ¶ú1Ìœ˚˛ fl¡±˜À¬ı±11 ’±1yøÌ

Œ¸±Ìfl¡±À˘˝◊√√ Δ˝√√ Î¬◊ÀÍ¬,................

¸‰¬±“Õfl¡ ˜‘Ó≈¬… ¤fl¡ ø˙ä ˝√í√À˘› ˝◊√√˚˛±fl¡ ˜±øÚ Œ˘±ª±ÀÈ¬± ˝◊√√˜±Ú

¸˝√√Ê√ Ú˝√√˚˛ ‰¬±Õ·º ’ø‰¬Ú±fl¡œ ˜≈‡1 ˜±ÀÓ¬± Œfl¡˝◊√√øÈ¬˜±Ú ø‰¬Ú±fl¡œ

˙sÀ1, Œfl¡˝◊√√‚KI◊±˜±Ú ’±·Ó¬

¬Ûø1ø‰¬Ó¬ [Œ˜±1 ¬ı±À¬ı], Œ¸˝◊√√

‰¬±11 ˜‘Ó≈¬…Ó¬, ˜‘Ó≈¬…fl¡ ˜±øÚ

Œ˘±ª±ÀÈ¬± fl¡©Üfl¡1 ’±øÂ√˘º

Œ˚ÀÚ√À1 ˜‘Ó≈¬…fl¡ ’Ú≈ˆ¬ª fl¡1±ÀÈ¬± ’±1n∏ Ó¬±fl¡ ˜±øÚ Œ˘±ª±ÀÈ¬±

È¬±Ú, ŒÓ¬ÀÚ√À1 ˜1˜1 ’±˝◊√√Ó¬±1 Œfl¡±˘±Ó¬ ˜”1 ΔÔ ‰¬±√11 ’±‰¬˘1

’±1Ó¬ Ôfl¡± ˜1˜À¬ı±1, ’±˝◊√√Ó¬±1 ø˝√√˚˛±‡Ú ’Ú≈ˆ¬ª fl¡1±ÀÈ¬± ’±1n∏

fl¡ø1¬ı ¬Û1±ÀÈ¬±› ’Ú… ¤fl¡ ’Ú≈ˆ”¬øÓ¬º ˚±fl¡ ’Ú≈ˆ¬¬ı fl¡ø1¬ıÕ˘ ¤fl¡

ø¬ı˙±˘ ’±1n∏ Œfl¡±˜˘ ˝√+√˚˛ ˘±ø·¬ı ‰¬±Õ·º

ø˚Àfl¡±ÀÚ± Î¬◊»¸ª ¬Û±¬ı«ÚÓ¬ ¤¬ıÂ√1 ŒÚ±À˝√√±ª±Õ˘Àfl¡ ˜‘Ó≈¬… Œ˝√√±ª±

Œ¸˝◊√√ ·1±fl¡œ1 ’Ú≈¬Ûø¶öøÓ¬ ’Ú≈ˆ¬ª fl¡1± ˚±˚˛ ŒÚ, ¤˝◊√√À¬ı±1 øÚ˚˛˜

’±øÂ√˘∑∑ ’í ¬ı1À√Î¬◊Ó¬± Ï≈¬fl≈¡ª±1 ø¬ÛÂ√Ó¬ ¬ı1˜±˝◊√ √ Ù¬±fl≈¡ª±

Ú˘À·±ª±ÀÈ¬± ˚ø√ øÚ˚˛˜ ˝√√˚˛ ŒÓ¬ÀôL ˜±˜øÌ 1˚˛Â√˜ Œ·±¶§±˜œ

¬ı±˝◊√√À√Î¬◊À‰¬±Ú Œ¸˝◊√√ Î¬±„√√1 1„√√± Î¬·¬ı·œ˚˛± ŒÙ¬±È¬ Δ˘ Î¬±„√√1 øÚ˚˛˜

ˆ¬—· fl¡ø1À˘ Ê√œªÚ fl¡±˘ÀÂ√±ª±Ó¬º

ë’Ú≈¬Ûø¶öøÓ¬Ó¬ ¬ıd ¤È¬±1 õ∂ˆ¬±ª Œ¬ıøÂ√Õfl¡À ˛ ’Ú≈ ¬ª ¬fl¡1± ± ˛í,

.... ˚ø√ ’±øÊ√ ’˜≈fl¡ Ô±øfl¡À˘À˝“√√ÀÓ¬Ú.......

˜‘Ó≈¬…ÀÓ¬± ¸√±˚˛ :±Ó¬ˆ¬±Àª Ú±À˝√√ ’±1n∏ Ó¬±fl¡ ˜±øÚ ˘í¬ı›

ŒÚ±ª±ø1º Œ¸À˚˛ ˝ √ √˚ ˛ÀÓ¬± ’:±Ó¬ˆ¬±Àª GMC 1 Œ¸˝◊ √ √

˝◊√√ø?øÚ˚˛±1Ê√ÀÚ 1±øÓ¬¬Û≈ª± ’øÙ¬‰¬Õ˘ ’±À˝√√±ÀÓ¬ ¬∏C±Àfl¡ ‡≈øμ˚˛±˝◊√√

˜‘Ó≈¬…fl¡ øÚ˜LaÌ ø√øÂ√˘ ’±1n∏ ’:±Ó¬ˆ¬±Àª ˝√√˚˛ÀÓ¬± ŒÓ¬›“1 fl¡Ì˜±øÌ

˘í1± ≈√È¬±1 Ê√œªÚ1 ¬ıUÓ¬ 1— fl¡±øÏ¬ˇ Δ˘ Δ·øÂ√˘º

¤ÀÚfl≈¡ª± ¬ıUÓ¬ fl¡Ô±˝◊√√ øõ∂˚˛±1 ÚÀÈ¬±Ó¬ Œ‡ø˘À˜ø˘ ·±˝◊√√ ’±1n∏

ŒÓ¬øÓ¬˚˛± Ó¬±˝◊√√ ˜±fl¡fl¡ Œ¸±ÀÒ ˜± ’±˜±1 fl¡fl¡± Œ˚ ’±øÂ√˘ Œ√ø‡¬ı

Œfl¡ÀÚfl≈¡ª± ’±øÂ√˘ÀÚ±∑, Œ˜±1 ˜ÚÀÓ¬ Ú¬ÛÀ1º Œ√Î¬◊Ó¬± Ó≈¬ø˜ Œ˚

fl¡À˘Ê√Ó¬ Ô±Àfl¡±ÀÓ¬˝◊√√ fl¡fl¡± ’±1n∏ ’±˝◊√√Ó¬±fl¡ ¤Àfl¡È¬± ˜±˝√√ÀÓ¬

Œ˝√√1n∏ª±˝◊√√øÂ√˘±, Ó≈¬ø˜ ¬ı1 ’fl¡˘˙1œ˚˛± Δ˝√√ Δ·øÂ√˘± Ú∑ øõ∂˚˛±˝◊√√

Ù¬±fl≈¡ª±Ó¬ fl¡±¯∏1 ¬ı1˜±fl¡ Ù¬±fl≈¡ª±1 1„√√ ¸±øÚ¬ı ˚±›ÀÓ¬ ˜1˜1

¬ı1À√Î¬◊Ó¬±Ê√Ú1 ’Ú≈¬Ûø¶öøÓ¬À˚˛ Ó¬±˝◊√√1 ’ôL1Ó¬ ¤¬ı±1 ‡≈øμ˚˛±À˘,

˜ÚÀÈ¬± ·Ò≈1 Δ˝√√ ·í˘º ·Ò”ø˘Õ˘ Ó¬±˝◊√√1 ˜ÚÀÈ¬± ’˘¬Û ¬Û±Ó¬ø˘À˘

, øfl¡c Ó¬±˝◊√√ flv¡±‰¬1 ˆ¬±˘ ¬ıg≈ ¤Ê√Úfl¡ ŒÙ¬±Ú fl¡À1±ÀÓ¬ ¬Û≈Ú1

Œ˚øÓ¬ ˛± qøÚÀ˘, ’í ’±˜±1 ’± ◊√√Ó¬±

Ï≈¬Àfl¡±ª± ¤¬ıÂ√1 Œ˝√√±ª± Ú±˝◊√√ Œ˚,

·øÓ¬Àfl¡ Œ˝√√±˘œ Œ‡˘± Ú˝√√í˘º

Ó¬±˝◊√√1 ÚÀÈ¬±Àª ¬Û≈Ú1¬ı±1 ‘Ó≈¬…1 ø‰¬ôL±‰¬‰«¬±Ó¬ ±ø·À˘º Ó¬±˝◊√√1 ±fl¡1

›‰¬1Ó¬ ’± ◊√√Ó¬±fl¡1 fl¡Ô± fl¡í¬ı ±›Àfl¡ ◊√√ ±Àfl¡ Œ˚øÓ¬ ˛± fl¡íÀ˘ ’±øÊ√

˜ÀÚ±Ê√ ˜±˜±Õ˘ ˜ÚÓ¬ ¬Ûø1ÀÂ√ ’í ’±˝◊√√Ê√Úœ, ø¸ ¬ı1 1„√√œÌ ˜±Ú≈˝√√

’±øÂ√˘, ¤¬ıÂ√1 Œ˝√√±ª± Ú±˝◊√√ Ú˝√√˚˛, ±˜œ ’±1n∏ 1n∏ í1± ≈√È¬±˝◊√√ ‰¬±Õ·

¤˝◊√√¬ı±1 Ù¬±fl≈¡ª± Œ‡˘± Ú±˝◊√√........ øõ∂˚˛±˝◊√√ Ù¬±fl≈¡ª± Œ‡˘± Ú±˝◊√√..........

øõ∂˚˛±˝◊√√ ˜ÚÀÈ¬±fl¡ ¤¬ı±1 ’±1n∏∏ Òø1 1±ø‡¬ı ŒÚ±ª±ø1À˘º Ó¬±˝◊√√ ¤È¬±

¤È¬±Õfl¡ Œ˚±ª± ¬ıÂ√1ÀÈ¬±Ó¬ ˜‘Ó≈¬… Œ˝√√±ª± ˜±Ú≈˝√√À¬ı±1 ˜ÚÓ¬ Œ¬Û˘±¬ı

Òø1À˘º ’í ˜ÀÚ±Ê√ fl¡fl¡±, Œ˜fl¡±øÚÀfl¡˘1 Â√±1Ê√Ú, ˘·1 ¬ıg≈Ê√Ú1

’±˝◊√√Ó¬±fl¡..............

Ó¬±˝◊√√ ¤‡ÀôLfl¡ ‰¬fl≈¡ ¬ıg fl¡ø1 ¤‰¬fl≈¡À˘± ‰¬fl≈¡À˘±À1 ŒÓ¬›“À˘±fl¡1

’±R±1 fl¡±1ÀÌ ˆ¬·ª±Ú1 ›‰¬1Ó¬ õ∂±Ô«Ú± Ê√Ú±À˘º ’±1n∏ ˆ¬±ø¬ıÀ˘

¤˝◊√√ ˜±Ú≈˝√√À¬ı±11 ˜‘Ó≈¬…, ŒÓ¬›“À˘±fl¡1 ’Ú≈¬Ûø¶öøÓ¬ ‰¬±Õ· ø¬ÛÂ√1¬ı±1

˜‘Ó≈¬…Ó¬ Œ1±˜øLöÓ¬ Ú˝√√í¬ı fl¡±1Ì

ìŒ˙±fl¡1 1ˆ¬±‡Ú ˜±ÀÔ± ¤¬ıÂ√1 Î¬◊‰≈¬À¬Ûî

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˘±©Ü øÂ√À˜©Ü±1 ’±1n∏ ¤˜≈øÍ¬ ’Ú≈ˆ¬ª

ˆ¬±¶®1ÀÊ√…±øÓ¬ ˝√√±Ê√ø1fl¡±

‰¬Ó≈¬Ô« ¯∏±ij±ø¸∏fl¡, [Œ˜fl¡±øÚÀfl¡˘]

’±øÊ√ Œ˙¯ ¬Û1œé¬± ˘±©Ü øÂ√À˜©Ü±11 !fl¡±˝◊√Õ˘1 ¬Û1± Ú±˘±À·

Ú±˘±À· ’±1n∏ ŒÈ¬•ÛÓ¬ ›˘ø˜ ’±ø˝√√ Ù¬±«©Ü flv¡±Â√ fl¡ø1¬ı,

Ú±˘±À· ’±1n∏ Œfl¡±ÀÚ› fl¡±À1± ¬ı±À¬ı õ∂ø' ˜±ø1¬ı

˜˝◊√√ ¡Zœ¬Û1 ¬ı±À¬ı, ¡ZœÀ¬Û øfl¡1Ì1 ¬ı±À¬ı ,

Œ˜ÃÚ Δ˝√√ ¬Ûø1 1¬ı ’±˜±1 Œ1øÊ√©Ü±1 ¬ı˝√√œÀ¬ı±1...........

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129

A NEW RAY OF HOPEDevyashree Dutta

8th Sem, EE

India 2013: The mighty land of India -the landwhich once was the pedestal of glory,culture andheritage lies crippled and devastated. It now is infact a caricature of its past. It is bleeding with woundsof corruption, pollution, terrorism and inhumane bar-barism.

The mighty Brahmaputra is weeping, the sandydeserts of the Thar no longer shines with the sunbeams, kanyakumari no longer blushes with the kissof the Indian ocean and the Himalayas have hungdown their heads in shame.Yes, India is dying andthe nature is mourning.

It is time that a messiah comes to rescue it fromthe clutches of doom. And that saviour lives in eachone of us. We, the youth are the hope, we are thechange. We can alone join hands to lift the shroudoff our dear nation and give it a new lease of life.

Everywhere around us as we see we are faced byinnumerable acts of inhumanity, homicides, robbery,child trafficking, sexual harassment and we let it offwith a sigh or a word of disapproval. But it is timethat we shout out our sighs and express our disap-proval. We are the voice and let our cries be not con-fined to the twitter or facebook. Let us be heard.

We have done it and we can do it. When we tookto the streets of the capital protesting against theunfateful act of DECEMBER 16, 2012, the entirenation followed swing. People were aware and theanimals of the society realized our threat, ourstrength. Stringent laws were made for the safety ofwomen and we have shown that we are a force.

Films like Rang de basanti that so beautifully de-picts us and our nature- we the so called gen-nextare carefree, independent and fun loving, shows howthe reawakening of the youth can bring in a revolu-tion.

When our conscience cries to bring about a changemaybe in the neighbourhood, our college campus,our city or even in the country, let us not sit back. Ifeach one of us step out of our cocoon and take astep forward we can create a path.

Let us be the voice of the dumb. The limb of thecrippled and the vision of the blind.let us be thatcandle shining when darkness engulfs, let us be thatfirst ray of sun that penetrates the morning sky.

Let the world know.WE ARE THE YOUTH. WE ARE THE

CHANGE.

Strength is life, weakness is death- Swami Vivekananda

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Tears of blood[The poem is about the unfortunate rape victims of the society whoare fighting every day to live with dignity.]

Sanhita Baruah8th Sem, E.E.

Never had known pain,As I do now…Never knew what grief is,But I do now…

When the morning sun knocks on my window,I weep silently recalling that loathsome night,When the rays fall on my wet pillow,I wail in self pity ending another sleepless night.

Every morning I look into the mirrorTo see the detested face,Robbed, touched, raped,I now loathe my every single trace.

I had begged for help,Had cried for mercy,But no one took a single step,That night to rescue me

They jeered at my pain,Laughed at my plight,"Men" they called themselvesThose beasts of that night

The fear that arouse in me,I fear it may bring my deathGrowing day by day,It questions my each breath

The bruises on my face will heal,But the trauma evokedThe scars on my heartMight take forever to be cured

I refuse to touch myself now,I fear to go out,I deny myself food and clothesI wail my heart out

To forget whatever happened, I try each dayBut the memories enlivenAnd I fail every single day

I wonder if I get to liveA normal life like the othersWithout questions or doubtsNor sympathy from others

Withal, I fight back my tears,And hold my head highAs the one who should be ashamedAre those beasts of that night.

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’±1n∏ ˆ¬±ø„√√ Œ˚±ª± ¸À¬Û±Ú1 ˙s˝◊√√

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˚±1 Ê√œªÚ1 ’Ô« ’±øÂ√˘ ˜±S Œõ∂˜ ’±1n∏ Œõ∂˜º

CHANGE ME

H. Tunabiaksiam8th Semester

Dear Lord, change not thy will in my life,Or trail and sorrow to be;Renew my faith and make me strong,Change not Thy will, change me.

Though teardrops fall when trouble comes,Like storms on a rolling sea;Let Thy beacon guide my ship to port,Change not the storm, change me.

When Thy holy word I don't understand,And Thy glory I cannot see;Teach my eyes, give me sight and wisdom,Change not Thy word, change me.

If the fruit Thou has given me to eat,Taste bitter and sour I plea;Let not my will but Thine be done,Change not the fruit, change me.

If sometimes I murmur and grumble dear lord,About the cross I carry for Thee;Keep it firm on my the cross, change me.If you change Thy ways to please me dear LordI would soon grow cold my prayers, dear lordchange not Thy ways, change me.

There's a valley that I must cross,Someday Thy face to see;Lest I forget what power is Thine,Change not the vally, change me.

Apocalypse

Abhinav Bhattacharyya

8th sem, CE

The pestilence has stricken.

The uncanny state of mind...

Has blown away the innocence.

The feeling, the unbecoming, the unknowing.

Yet being the one to flash, to flicker,

And true to the promise, burn out.

Martyrdom of the ignorant

Sacrifice of the un-chosen

Salvation of the fallen.

The rule of irony, prevails.

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Œ·±ø¬ıμ ¬ı1√Õ˘

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You cannot think of an English word to rhyme with the word month because there isn't one. On 16 Dec, 1811, the mighty river Mississippi flowed backward due to a powerful earthquake. The tip of a bullwhip moves so fast that the sound it makes is actually a tiny sonic boom. Mosquitoes are more attracted towards the colour blue than any other colour.

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THE RIPOSTE

Tsangpo Luit kashyap

8th Sem, CE

So here we stand, aloof and petrified,

The glitter in our eyes, are but reflected.

Indignant, our shadows; our souls, mortified.

Trampled upon, glory; the farce we perfected.

The ruse, the lie, sown listlessly in naivety;

That our lost souls inherited, through stagnancy;

A war so chaotic, soldiers so intrepid,

And in guilt, lost in minds so vapid.

Spare me your condescension,

The gibberish of self-emulaton,

That we, your makers, copiously fed you,

And hoped the sacrament would free us all.

Your hands, they tremble, or do they?

No, it's the final delusion, a cruel artifice;

The stillness of an unbecoming death,

An end so vague, it disappears in the mist.

No chance to rue, no thoughts in retrospect.

The archaic, and the righteous, disparaged.

Idyllic, heavenly, for the vanguard of usurpers,

A pain, psychosomatic, for the vanquished believers.

MY LOVERunart Boro

8th Sem, CE

With a deep silence my heart startedYes, I got a life with a hope ignited;In your eyes I forsee my dreamAs my vision converged into gleam?

I see that now.The painted dreams from my blank canvas rise,To make my world Heavenly paradise,The thorn in my hand curves rose,And the aches of my mind, coloured rainbows.

I know not how,You could paint on my barren chest yourheartfelt kiss,You could embrace me with love as sweet asthis,You could promise to walk hand-in-handforever with meWhen it was vague how our odyssey would be.

But it is true now,That we two breathe as one by the grace ofDivinity,That we'ld create our dreamland even on thesands of aridityNow the shackled emotions of my heart slowlyflutter free,The dream of a sweet little home is no more areverie.

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Romancing the Billboards

Ratanlal Sahu8th sem, E&T

Billboards are as common to us as a pack of cardsstanding grimly over malls and stalls, through faresor wastelands. And even sometimes hanging fromnowhere at all they look Davinci's Monalisa withthat all knowing smile an the narning when the worldstruggles to gather pace, billboards bread a new eachof purpose and in the evening when the gloom setsin, billboards assures that there is colour sill left inthe world. They are a source of controversy too-being a crowd of constant speculation and cease-less romance.

Billboards rave a world of their own. A world ofbeauty, wonder, arrogance, pride and yes lies anddeceit. They wide array of billboards are limited tothe confines of the metro polis.One would scarcelyfind a big multitude of advertising hoadring in smalltowns and vilages, as one would in the city. Ageingthe variety of billboards give an indication to thestandard of development in the region had attained.The bigger the corporate names the better is Thebail rolling around. In a way, we can say that theeconomic development of a region is directly pro-portional to the quality and quantity of billboards ithouses.

Some bill boards are silly and some are flat. Somehave a macabre sense of humour. A sign pointingtowards a cremation ground read ''One way traffic''.

Another billboard boasting a party's propaganda inthe times of elections ended as "Hath ki safai"(sleight of hand) Later when the party lost the elec-tions The billboards head "Hath Ka Safai" (Handscopied clean)

Some billboards are dull and droning. A haplessbegan with "I see I see" and ended with an I at theend to in dictate the name of a financial organiza-tion.

Some billboards are a cult in itself. The slogan"Taste of India" immediately springs an image of adimpled girl with a wad of butter in hands throughin images had undergone many changes in recenttimes. Again the jingle "made for each other" flashesthe image of a cigarette packet in ned and white witha minute statutory waring at the bottom.

Fashion houses billboards are a feast for youngeyes. Complete with robes and dricks. They grab thehighest attention and following. Some billboards aremorbid. A shall boards in a slim area of New orleansread "He who shalt wrinate here, shalt be undoneforever".

Well billboards are of such diversity, that one canhardly confine them in this narrow space. And itdosn't matter if billboard romances are of any sig-nificance. Billboards are and will always be there asthe sentinels of an ever growing world.

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At the very outset, I would like to vent my senseof immense pride and gratitude for having had theopportunity to be a part of the exalted legacy ofASSAM ENGINEERING COLLEGE, for the lastfour years. The feeling of oneness with some of thegreat minds of the region spawned by this institutionis humbling, to say the least, and full of ecstasy atthe same time.

I, Susrut Barman, had the privilege of workingas the incumbent General Secretary of the AssamEngineering College Students' Union for the term2012-13. The elections for the posts of AECSU wereheld on the 7th of April, 2012, and the results weredeclared on the very same day. Being elected to theportfolio of General Secretary was one of theproudest moments of my life, which also brought asense of gratitude for all those who rallied for me,and a sense of responsibility towards the studentfraternity of the College. I was officially handed thereins of the portfolio on the 21st of July, 2012, whichwas also my first day in office, when I helped in theproceedings of the Counselling process for the CEEaspirants of the year 2012-13.

After I had officially taken charge of the post,a number of issues came to my notice which deservedimmediate attention. Firstly, there was a need for abrochure of Assam Engineering College during theadmission process for the students joining the collegefor the term 2012-13. This was accordingly taken careof, and for the first time, a brochure was publishedunder my aegis and was handed over to the fresh batchof students on their Orientation Day, which was heldon 3rd August, 2012.

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The Graduation Day Ceremony, for the 2008-12 batch of students of AEC, was held on the 7thOf August, 2012, under my initiation, and inassociation with the Alumni Association of thecollege. This event was a grand success and wasappreciated by all and sundry. A Pass Certificate fromthe College and a Graduation Certificate from theAlumni Association was provided to each of thestudents in the ceremony.

A few days into my taking charge as theGeneral Secretary of AECSU, a most unfortunateand unforeseen event occurred in the AEC premises.Madhurjya Barukiyal, a student of first semester, i.e.of the2012-2016 batch, met with an untimelydemise, when he drowned while he was swimmingwith his friends in the pond adjacent to the ChemicalBuilding of AEC, on the 10th of August, 2012. Thishorrific incident cast a shadow of sorrow on thepsyche of the whole AEC family. This eventsubsequently triggered an ugly game of mud-slingingand pointless aggressive blame-assigning by the localmedia and some local organisations, leading to achaotic situation. I, with the help of the AECSU,and members of our Faculty, tried our level best todouse this fire and to bring the actual picture to light,whilst also paying our heartfelt condolences to thebereft family members of the deceased student.Eventually, the truth did surface and the name ofAEC was saved from being tarnished. I, on behalfof the whole AECSU, pray that Madhurjya Barukial'ssoul may find eternal peace.

The Freshmen Social for the term 2012-13 washeld on the 24th of August, 2012. It featured our

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newly admitted students of first year putting upan enthusiastic and entertaining show, whileshowcasing their various talents. This event, too, wasa glaring success.

The next responsibility in my itinerary was theTeachers' Day Celebration on the 5th of September,2012. It was organised centrally for the whole collegein the College Auditorium, where all the facultymembers were felicitated and presented with giftsby the student community.

The Boys' Common Room, which is frequentlyused by our students for practicing various forms ofperforming arts like dance and drama, was in blatantneed of a life-size mirror so that the students couldhave some assistance in their practice. This was takencare of under my supervision and a mirror wasaccordingly provided in the Boys' Common Room.

The Union Building of the College had beenin dire need for some renovation for quite a longtime. Hence, I took up the task of face-lifting andrepairing the building, and approached theCommissioner of Public Works Department (PWD)of Assam for the aforementioned purpose. Theproject eventually went underway and has since beencompleted. Simultaneously, a project for thepavement construction of the kuccha and shabbyinterconnecting roads of the college was taken upand completed.

There had been much speculation regarding atechnical fest in Assam Engineering College, andfinally all the plans for hosting such an event sawthe light of the day during my tenure. The tech-fest,which was christened as "UDBHAVANAM" was heldon the 13-14th of October, 2012. This was awelcome initiative, for, Assam Engineering College,being a technical institution, needed such a platformfor the students to showcase their technical prowessand suaveness. At this point, I would like to speciallythank our respected Principal Dr. Atul Borah Sir, andFaculty members Dr. D. K. Mahanta (Vice-President,AECSU) and Dr. Utpal Nath (Treasurer, AECSU),for the grand success of this festival. I would alsolike to mention the name of some students whosetireless persistence helped in making this fest a

success: Hemen, Bhaskar, Tonmoy, Rahul,Moharnab, Pallav and Preetish among others, and

all the members of AECSU.Another significant task which was completed

during my tenure was the painting and polishing ofthe College Main Gate, so as to reflect the majestyof the college.

During my tenure, a sum of Rs. 8000/- (EightThousand only), was donated from the GeneralSecretary Fund to the Engineering and AyurvedicEvangelical Union for the purpose of their Pre-Christmas Celebrations.

The Annual College Week of AssamEngineering College was held from the 19th to the27th of January, 2013. This year, there was apioneering development of initiating theparticipation of Faculty Members in the CollegeWeek, by means of organising various activitiesamong them. Moreover, student participation wasobserved to increase markedly. For the purpose ofproviding assistance to the students with regards totheir participation in the College Week, funds wereprovided to both the Hostel residents and Day-Scholars, from the General Secretary fund, under myaegis. Moreover, a separate fund was created for theDay-Scholars, collected from among their ownmembers, under my supervision; for the smooth flowof various events of the College Week.

The 59th Foundation Day of our gloriousinstitution, was observed and celebrated with muchenthusiasm, on the 25th of January, 2013. The Chiefguests who graced this occasion were: Prof. A.K.Padmawati, former Principal of Assam EngineeringCollege and Dr. P. K. Goswami also Former Principalof this college. On this occasion, a friendly exhibitionCricket match was played between the Alumni 11and the Principal's 11. A new College Canteen wasinaugurated on this auspicious occasion, and aceremonial Lunch ceremony for all the distinguishedguests was organised in the newly-inauguratedcanteen.

One of the most important and crucial tasksof my tenure was the organisation ofPYROKINESIS -'13, the annual technical-cum-

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cultural fest of Assam Engineering College,which is also one of the most anticipated andhighly-regarded events of the entire region.Pyrokinesis-'13 was a 3-day event, held on the 22nd,23rd and 24th of February, 2013. The perseveranceof all the people associated with the fest paid off ina spectacular manner, as PYROKINESIS-'13 was agrand success and was met with appreciation fromall corners. The grand finale of this fest, that is thefinal night on the 24th of February, was a mostdazzling and majestic event, which was kicked offwith a marvellous fireworks display. CelebratedIndian musician, Suraj Jagan, one of the most famousvoices in the industry, was invited for the show, andhis enchanting performance was one of the highlightsof this fest, which charmed one and all. At this point,I would like to thank Dr. Atul Bora, Principal ofAEC; Dr. D. K. Mahanta, Vice-President of AECSU;Dr. A. K. Mishra, Professor-in-charge, Pyro-'13 andDr. Utpal Nath, Treasurer, Pyro-'13; for their immensehelp and support in organising the fest. It is also worthmentioning the names of all the members of the CoreCommittee of Pyro-'13, without whom the festwould not have become a reality: Hemen, Jitu,Abhinab, Diganta, Joydeep, Runart, Suhel, Saif UlAlam, Rupam, Kamanasish, Suman, Khiranga andall the members of AECSU.

The next task in my tenure was the innovativemove to set up the STUDENT ACTIVITYCENTRE (SAC). The primary motive for setting upthe SAC is to provide a platform for the students ofour college to hone and refine their various skills inextracurricular and co-curricular activities, in ourcollege premises. The SAC will aim to mould thestudents so that their dexterity and talents do not gounnoticed and latent; so that they may face thechallenges and cut-throat competition of the realworld, which emphasizes on both academic prowessand talents in various other fields. This system willhelp the students in cultivating and implementinginnovative ideas in their respective fields. The mainagenda of the SAC for its inaugural year, i.e. 2013, isto felicitate and honour the students who havebrought laurels to the college with their stellar

achievements in various competitions outsidethe college, be it the fields of technology, arts,

sports or any other relevant field.A crying need of the college that has persisted

for a considerable amount of time, is the renovationof the PYROKINESIS main stage and provision ofpermanent green-room for the same. I, as the GeneralSecretary of the college, took up this task, and theconstruction process is currently in progress.

Another tricky and critical issue that surfacedduring my tenure was the matter of ASTU. Underthe decree passed by the Assam State Government,from the 2013-'14 academic term, the engineeringand technical colleges of Assam, including AssamEngineering College, were to be brought under theadministration of one single university, viz., TheAssam State Technical University (ASTU). But underthe original bill passed, the ASTU constitution had anumber of anomalies, which would have provendetrimental to the cause of AEC. The clauses thatwere included would have definitely tarnished theincomparable legacy of the college. Hence, I, alongwith all the other members of AECSU - 2012-'13,rallied up for the cause of amendment of theaforementioned bill. We sent a memorandum to theChief Minister of Assam via the Director ofTechnical Education, requesting for a re-consideration and re-evaluation of the constitution.Moreover, we were involved in a number ofdeliberations with the authorities to rightly addressthis issue. As a result, the constitution is currentlybeing reviewed so as to make the terms moreacceptable for the AEC fraternity.

Another task that was taken care of during mytenure, was the donation of a scanner to the CollegeLibrary, so as to make it possible to preserve the oldereditions of our annual college magazine, AECIAN;in order to preserve the heritage of the college thathas been conserved in those publications.

The next task to be taken up by me was theprovision of a full-fledged conference hall andStudent Activity Centre (SAC) office room in theUnion building of the college. Under my supervision,the construction and renovation of the above-

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mentioned rooms were duly completed.As a technical institution, it is imperative for

this college to be able to provide for and finance aneducational-cum-excursion trip for the final yearstudents of all the branches. The fund of Rs. 2 lacsprovided by the State Government for this purposewas accordingly managed and distributed to variousbranches during my tenure; which paved the way fora well-financed excursion trip for each of thebranches of the college.

AEC has spawned myriads of talentedsportsmen over the years, and at any time, it alwayshas an inexhaustible roster of enthusiastic and skilledsportsmen. In order to polish their skills and givethem an opportunity to strive for excellence, sportingequipments for various sports were provided to thecollege sports teams, under my supervision.

The logo of Assam Engineering College, whichbears testimony to the legacy that has been aroundfor more than 50 years, is a symbol of our pride andour dedication to serving the society.but over theyears, the original design and specifications of thelogo had been progressively lost. During my tenure,this issue was addressed and the logo was restoredto its original design.

As a part of my epilogue, I take this opportunityto express my sense of pride, and at same time,humility, to have been able to serve the AssamEngineering College fraternity. The experience ofhaving been able to provide my services, was

enthralling and captivating, to say the least. Ithas been a matter of utmost honour and privilege

for me to be a part of this majestic legacy.At this point, I would like to express my

heartfelt and sincere gratitude to all those people whohave helped me in carrying out my duties during mytenure. None of the above-mentioned tasks wouldhave been possible without the support of Dr. AtulBorah, Principal of AEC; the Vice-President ofAECSU; the Treasurer of AECSU; all the Facultyand Staff members of all the departments of thecollege, all the members of AECSU, the entire OfficeStaff, Canteen Staff and all others. Lasty, it wouldbe apt to mention a few of batchmates and juniorshere, who have been a constant source of help andinspiration for me; viz., Tonmoy, Hemen, Bhaskar,Sujeet,Roktim, Rahul, Arindam, Khanindra,Tsangpo, Jitu, Kamal, Prachurjya, Rupam, Reeme,Nikita, Suman, Preetish, Bidyut Bikash, Ankur,Manash, etc. Last but not the least, I would like tothank each and every boarder of Hostel-2, for theirhelp and support. As a parting note, I would like toforward my best wishes to all the newly electedmembers of AECSU.

Long live AEC! Long live AECSU!

With regards,

Susrut BarmanAECSU 2012-13

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Assistant General Secretary

At the very outset, I would like to endeavor myheartiest thanks to each and every AECian whoconsidered me responsible enough to elect me as theirAssistant General Secretary for the session 2012-13.It has been an honoring opportunity to serve thisesteemed institution and I hope I have performed allthe responsibilities assigned to me. It was indeed anhonor and privilege to be a part of AECSU 2012-13.It was a challenging post and I tried my best toperform all the duties and responsibilities bestowedupon me. Although I tried my best pertainingeverything in my agenda, I do not know how far Ihad been successful in discharging my duties, but Idid it to the best of my capabilities.During the tenure as the Assistant General Secretary,I undertook the following achievements:1. College bus was made available for students

residing in Ganeshguri and surrounding areasto commute to and fro from college.

2. Reservation of seats for girls in the collegebus so that they did not had to face anyproblem while travelling.

3. College bus was made available for studentsbefore vacation to ply from college campusto ISBT.

4. For various events and exams like GATE,excursions etc. college bus was provided tocollege students.

5. Viswakarma Puja and Saraswati Puja washeld in the college premises successfully with

the help and co-operation of my hostel matesand friends.

6. "Amar Nixa" was organized during thePyrokineses-2013 for the out-going 8thsemesters students and for 4th semester M.E.students. I tried my utmost to make the nightas memorable as possible for the final yearstudents.

7. For the college t-shirt, AEC t-shirt designingcompetition was held and the best designerswere awarded with a attractive prizes.

These were a few of the highlights of myaccomplishment during the one year as AGS. Butbefore concluding I must thank and extend my sinceregratitude to Dr. Atul Bora Sir(Principal), Dr. UtpalNath (Treasurer AECSU), and all the members ofAECSU-2012-13 for their valuable suggestions andsupport without whose help and support I would nothave been able to carry out my responsibilitiesefficiently.At last I would like to wish the newly elected AGS, asuccessful tenure ahead.Thank You AEC. Long Live AECLong Live AECSU………………….

With regards,

Tonmoy HandiqueAECSU 2012-13

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Dear Aecians,It was in the month of July, 2012 that I was conferredwith the duties and responsibilities as the SocialWelfare Secretary of Assam Engineering College.With great endeavor, I worked for my Alma Materand tried to fulfill the obligations while constantlyfocusing on the mission and vision of this college.As I reflect upon the past year, I am very proud ofthe achievements of the Social Welfare Section andalso wary of its shortcomings.It instills in me immense pleasure to share with youthe Annual Report of Social Welfare Section for thesession 2012-2013.At the very outset of my tenure, I validated that thescholarships were streamlined and left no stonesunturned to spread awareness among the studentsregarding it. I am deeply satisfied to see the upwardslope in the number of students applying for varioussorts of scholarships. It was established that theinefficiency on part of the office bearers led to delayin the dispatch process. Ensuring timely dispatch ofthe scholarships was an accomplishment. It gave meimmense delight to see the students receivingBideshot Apun Manuh Scholarship, IOCLScholarship, Sitaram Jindal Foundation Scholarshipand its likes, during my tenure. The Social WelfareSection endowed Poor Fund to the highest numberof students this session. Fifty one needy andmeritorious students of the college were itsbeneficiaries.Blood donation camp was organized on 22ndSeptember, 2012 where AEC created a milestone bydonating 266 units of blood to the blood bank ofGMCH. These blood units proved indispensable tokinsfolk of AECians during times of trauma. This


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would have been virtually impossible without theungrudging support of the volunteers who assistedin making blood donation camp a grand success.Continuing with the infrastructural development ofthe college campus, two college maps, one atadministrative building and another one in front ofhostel 7 were erected. These two maps provide anoverall roadmap of entire AEC campus. A bus stopis under construction under the aegis of SocialWelfare Section on the way to Hostel 1, 2 and 4.This bus stop shall surely full-fill the needs of manyAECians specifically during rainy season. Two glowsign boards for Hostel 3 and 4 and two bus timings'charts were also mounted. I am very much obligedto Mr. Rahul Tamuli for all software related work ofSocial Welfare Section and Pyrokinesis 2013.During my tenure as the Social Welfare Secretary,cleanliness of the college campus was one of mytopmost priorities. At the very outset, this task ofkeeping the campus clean and green proved to bechallenging. With the cooperation of a few like-minded people, I did my bit by providing garbage-bins and planting some saplings throughout thecampus with a little boundary arrangement for furtherextension of the garden at Multi Disciplinary Centre.This is an area which needs some concrete steps tobe taken in future reinforced with collective positiveresponse of all the AECians.Social welfare section has managed to spreadawareness regarding land encroachment at AECcampus by distributing leaflets highlighting this issue.This step has led to the awakening of the dormantissue as the intruders realized that AECians areindeed are gravely concerned of the boundary issue.

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I am optimistic that the forthcoming union bodyalso will remain uncompromising with theboundary issue. In this regard, I extend my sincereappeal and best wishes to Saurav Deb Adhikari andAbhishek Kalita.For the first time in the history of AEC, the technicaland Cultural festival were organized separately. Thefirst edition of UDBHAVANAM- the annualtechnical festival of Assam Engineering College,2012 was a huge success. Three cheers to Mr. SushrutBarman and Mr. Bhaskar Jyoti Talukdar. I anticipatethat this small step shall prove to be a giant leap forAEC in technical field in the near future.As the working vice president of Pyrokinesis 2013,I claim my share of credibility for organizing theevent smoothly. Our hard work finally paid off witha stunning performance by Suraj Jagan on the finalnight. Kudos to the organizing Committee,Pyrokinesis 2013!Cleanliness and gardening competition wereorganized as a part of college foundation day.Competition loses its meaning unless and until talentemerges out of it. Hostel 8 exhibited theiroutstanding performance in it and emerged as oneof the hygienic hostels of AEC.Day-scholars received monetary assistance for full-filling their college week requirements. As a memberof AECSU, I mandate a share of credit in this regard.National Service Scheme (NSS) Unit is now fully-operational. For the first time NSS, AEC Unit hasgot a grant of INR 44,500.00 for its special campand regular activities. This unit is a full-fledged unitwith over 100 enthusiastic volunteers. If everythinggoes as planned, a special camp is scheduled to beorganized by the end of my tenure.These were a few notable achievements that I could

pull-off during my tenure as the Social WelfareSecretary. I extend my sincere acknowledgementsto Mr. Pradip Baishya, Professor in Charge of SocialWelfare Section. This person was no less than a fatherfigure to me during this fruitful expedition of mineas the Social Welfare Secretary. Thanks a lot, Sir!Every single day, after a hectic schedule in college,when I treaded towards my hostel, it would seem noless than a homecoming as I sensed great relief andsatisfaction. In the company of my beloved friendsin the hostel, my elation knew no limits. Words won'tbe suffice to express my heartfelt gratitude towardsall the boarders of Hostel-4.I am an AECian to unfathomable depth of my heartand I shall stay so till my last breath.I am thankful to all the union body membersespecially Mr. Tonmoy Goswami, TPS, AECSU.I amalso thankful to Mr. Kamal Rajbangshi who hashelped me in some burning issues like ASTU bill andresult of examination.My best wishes to Mr. Abhijit Sonowal, SocialWelfare Secretary, AECSU 2013. I am prettyconfident that he will escalate the Social WelfareSection to newer heights.Long live Social Welfare Section, AECSU.Long live my AEC.

Regards……

Hemen Sarma

Social Welfare SecretaryAECSU 2012-13

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At the very outset, I would like to thank all the AEC-ians for getting me elected as the Gymnasium Secre-tary for the session 2012-13. It was a great privilege to be a part of AECSU.

During my tenure, I paid more attention to the maintenance of the COLLEGE- GYM. So I bought new barsand got its exterior painted. I gave morale support to all the interested bodybuilders to participate in theIRON-MAN (held under Pyrokinesis 2013).

I organised Arm-wrestling and Tug of War in the 'ATHLETICS WEEK 2013' for our 1st semester students.

During College-Week Arm wrestling, Mr.AECand Power-Lifting Competition were organised.

During Pyrokinesis 2013, I organised a state level Body-Building Competition 'IRON-MAN' which wascertified by All Assam Body- Building Association.

Before concluding I would like to extend my sincere thanks to Prof. in Charge Deba Kumar Mahanta sir forhis immense support. I would also like to thank Khan sir for his valuable advices. I would also like to thankAnirban da, Roktim da, Sahu da, Ghana kantaKhaklari, BhaskarjyotiGogoi,MayurjyotiSonowalManprasadSarmah, KaushikNandanBaruah and all the boarders of HOSTEL 5 as theyhave been a source of constant help and inspiration. As a parting note, I would like to forward my bestwishes to all the AEC-ianswho have been associated with me.

Long live AEC!!!Long live AECSU.

With regards,

Himanjyoti SarmaAECSU 2012-13


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It has been a great honour and privilege on my part to be a member of A.E.C.S.U 2012-13 and serve myalma-mater whole heartedly. At the outset, I would like to extend my sincere gratitude to all those who notonly believed that I could take up the responsibility of the Girls' Common Room Secretary but also helpedme all throughout.

The main events under my banner were Fresh Flower Arrangement, Salad Dressing and Poster MakingCompetitions, which were held as a part of the College Week 2013. Participation from all the hostels as wellas the Day-Scholars was very encouraging. This time, we also made an endeavour of organising college weekevents for our dear teachers and I held Antaakshari and a musical chair competition as a part of it. Here Iwould like to extend my heartfelt gratitude to Suman, Sanhita, Murchana, Barsha, Poulami, Arpita, Poonam,Bunty , Tumyir and Jharna for their help and co-operation in successfully organising these events.

In addition, various indoor games like Carrom, Chinese Checkers, Chess, Ludo were also held as a part of thecollege week 2013 with the collaboration of the minor games secretary of Hostel#8, Pooja Dutta. Apartfrom these, a football tournament and a cricket tournament for girls were also held in co-ordination with thefootball secretary and cricket secretary of A.E.C.S.U 2012-13 respectively.

As the G.C.R.S of Assam Engineering College, I take pride in serving my college in the best possible wayduring various activities held in our college which includes the Freshmen Social, Teachers Day celebration,Foundation Day celebration, Independence Day, Gandhi Jayanti, Udbhavanam, Pyrokinesis, Blood Dona-tion Camp etc. During my tenure, the Girls' Common Room in the Union Building has been renovated witha new fresh look. It is now furnished with an almirah, a bulletin board having the names of the Girls'Common Room Secretaries.

I would also like to convey my heartfelt gratitude to our Principal(Dr. Atul Borah), Treasurer of A.E.C.S.U(Dr. Utpal Nath), my Professor in charge(Dr. Sarmila Patra),the judges of the various events, the partici-pants, all my batchmates and my juniors of Hostel#8 for their full time support. Special thanks to Pooja,Susrut, Hemen for their help and guidance whenever necessary. I would also like to thank Bhaskar, Sujeetand all the other members of A.E.C.S.U 2012-13 for their co-operation in working together for the welfareof A.E.C.

Lastly I would like to conclude by wishing the forthcoming Union Body a successful journey as membersrepresenting the students of A.E.C and hope that an even brighter future awaits A.E.C.

With regards,

Reeme BordoloiAECSU 2012-13


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It was indeed a great privilege for me to be a member of AECSU and to serve AEC as the Minor GamesSecretary for the session 2012-13. I convey my sincerest gratitude to all the fellow AECians for their supportand cooperation.

During my tenure, I organized a Volley Ball Running Trophy tournament in memory of late Biman Kalitawho was my batch mate and who lost his life in an unfortunate accident. In the event seven boy's hostel andone non-hostel team participated. Hostel 7 was the Champion of the Tournament by defeating Hostel 3.

During my session AEC volleyball, basketball and badminton teams took part in the annual sports meet'SPIRIT' held at Indian Institute of Technology- Guwahati(IIT-G). And it's my immense pleasure to informthat AEC was the winner in Badminton tournament.

During college week, inter-hostel volleyball, basketball and badminton tournaments were organized. Sevenboy's hostel and one non-hostel teams participated in the tournaments. The results of the college weeksports are as follows-

Volley Ball- Winner Hostel-4 and Runners up Hostel-3

Basket Ball- Winner Hostel-5 and Runners up Hostel-2

Badminton- Winner Hostel-7 and Runners up Non-Hostel (Day Scholars)

Before concluding I would like to extend my sincere gratitude to Prof. in Charge Dr. Anil Borah sir andTreasurer AECSU Dr. Utpal Nath sir for their valuable support and suggestions. I would like to thankAnowar Hussain Da, Bhabanjit warie, Ujjal Dutta, Alo brother, Deo brother, Ankhomoni, Subhojit, Atobalkr, Rahul for their co operation, support and suggestions. Finally my sincere thanks go to all my Hostel-6boarders and my 2nd semester juniors for their help and encouragement.

With regards,

Prasenjit SarkarAECSU 2012-13


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Cultural Secretary

At the very outset, I take the opportunity to thankall the AECIANs for reposing their faith and sup-port in me throughout my tenure. I feel it to be amatter of great privilege and honor to serve ASSAMENGINEERING COLLEGE as the CULTURALSECRETARY for the session 2012-13.

As we all know, that our very own ASSAMENGINEERING COLLEGE is an OCEAN ofCultural diversity, but due to lack of opportunity andfacilities we are not able to showcase our talents. So,as the cultural secretary, I focused mainly on givinga platform to the students to improve their skills. Ithink, I have accomplished almost 90% of the agen-das based upon which I became the cultural secre-tary for the session 2012-13. On the organizational front I have successfullyorganized following events:1. Freshmen's Social 20122. Biswakarma Puja Cultural night,20123. For the first time in the history of AEC, or-

ganized the annual technical fest"UDBHAVANAM-2012".

4. State- level art competition"PRATSCHABI"- in the memory of LATEBIMAN KALITA.

5. First edition of Annual Singing Competition"PRATIDHWANI"- THE BEST SINGEROF AEC- in the memory of LATE OZINDARING.

6. An international standard concert by "CON-CEPT OF STRING QUARTET -FROM

THE TRONDHEIM SOLOISTS- A bandfrom NORWAY"-under the aegis of SPIC-MACAY.

7. BHUPEN HAZARIKA memorial night onthe occasion of BHUPENDRA JAYANTIin association with "SARGAM MUSICSCHOOL".

8. College-week, 2013 with the introduction of4 new events including JYOTI-SANGEET,RABHA-SANGEET, BHUPENDRA-SANGEET, LOKAGEET thereby makingit a total of 12 events.

9. AMAR NIKHA-2013 during the time ofPYROKINESIS-2013

10. A Cultural Night by renowned and interna-tionally acclaimed ODISSI dancer Smt GeetaMahalik accompanied Shri Prashant Behraand Mr Prashant Moharana under the aegisof SPIC-MACAY.

11. Participated in the NATIONAL LEVELinter college drama competition held atIIT,Guwahati.

12. The "GRAND PRIZE DISTRIBUTIONCEREMONY "of the college week 2013.

13. The dance work-shop "DANCE -XTRAVAGANZA" with the participation ofnear about 90 students.

14. Managed representatives for the state levelrock concert held at NITS MIRZA and wonthe championship.

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in the state level rock concert held atROYAL SCHOOL OF ENGINEER-ING and came up "Runners-up".

16. The same team then participated in theNATIONAL level rock concert "NE-ROCKS" held at MANIRAM DEWANTRADE CENTRE and made it to the fi-nals..

17. Inauguration of STUDENT ACTIVITYCENTRE.

On the construction front:18. Installed permanent auditorium lighting sys-

tem.19. Repairing of existing amplifier and sound

system.Besides these activities, repairing of micro-

phones, halogens etc have also been done. But Ithink that the installation of permanent lighting sys-tem in auditorium is my biggest success and hopethat it will help in organizing an event more effi-ciently in future. The above mentioned tasks couldhave never been possible without the guidance ofDR.DIGANTAGOSWAMI Sir. I would also like toextend my sincere gratitude to DR. D.K.MAHANTA Sir, DR. UTPAL NATH Sir , NIRENBAISHYA Sir, MOUSUMI Madam, PRASANTA

Kr. CHOUDHURY Sir, BANIKANTATALUKDAR Sir , BHASKAR JYOTI DAS Sir

for their constant support and motivation.My sincere gratitude to my technician and

support staff- DULU da, GOUTAM da , BHAITIDA , GARO da and CANTEEN staff for extendingyour helpful hand.

Last but not the least, I would like to thankRatan, Joydeep, Roktim ,Runart,Himangshu, Suhel ,Dhritiman, Dikshita, Rimee, Angshuman, Mousam,Amul,Anuprash,Aniruddha, Revotee, Mayur,Bhaskar, Bidyut, Dhiraj,Nilutpal, Debashish,Pranab,all my BATCH-MATES and my juniors ( hostel-5and hostel-6)- who always stood by me with theirhelpful hands.

My best wishes to the newly elected mem-bers of AECSU.Thanking you all,Long live AEC…Long live AECSU…….

With regards,

Bhaskar Jyoti TalukdarAECSU 2012-13

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Football Secretary

The taste of winning the election in a competitive manner(minor packing) and serving AEC as Football Secretary issomething worth reminiscing throughout life. In this con-text, at first I would like to thank my fellow AECians forelecting me to the post of Football Secretary, AECSU2012-13.So the year started, the session 2012-13 began and mytenure too, which started with the proposal and budgetsubmission for the Goal Post frame on the pyrokinesisground. Its due to the fact that our tenure period is ofonly one year…..small period indeed !!!! So I urge mynext successor to move on this path, in order to avail thisfacility. Apart from this the following events where linedup throughout my tenure:1. Inception of Fresher's Football Tournament, in which

1st semester of Hostel#6 were the winner.2. Participating and emerging champions in the inter-

college football tournament organized by NEFTI(NORTHEAST FORUM FOR TECHNICAL IN-STITUTIONS) at Judges Field.

3. Then came SPIRIT-2012, IITG annual sports extrava-ganza where our team AEC lost to Abhiruchi Col-lege of Physical Education, Sarusujai in the semi-finalin penalties after playing 0-0 in the regulation time.It's all due to injury problems….

4. The College Week Football Tournament; whose re-sults are:

WINNER : Hostel#2RUNNERS' UP : Hostel#1Best Player : Raj RongmeiBest Goal Keeper : Shared by Runart

Boro & Aldrin Kujur5. For the first time Girls' football tournament came into

action i.e., Intra-Hostel Inter Semester. 8th semestergot the better of 6th semester in the finals by 1-0. Buta special thanks to GCRS, Reeme for making thisevent a successful one.

6. In the invitational Late Dr.P.D.Bora Memorial inter-college football competition organized by RE-GIONAL DENTAL COLLEGE, we, the AECfootball team was runners up in the final, going down

1-0 to the hoisting team. Pheew…hard luck……..!!!7. Then out of the blue moon came the

moment…….AEC football team defeated GREENVALLEY FOOTBALL ACADEMY by a marginof 3-2 on the occasion of Golden Jubilee Celebra-tion of Hostel#1. A special thanks to Himanto IntiKathar, Convenor of the same and everyone associ-ated with it. It was party time my boys….!!!!

8. At the end a FAREWELL match for the 8th semes-ter was organized. It was really fun and exciting watch-ing my fellow mates playing for the first time andshowing their soccer skills. Hahaha ……….!!!!

Along with these work, all the members of football teamwas able to receive an upper track, back of which wasinscribed with their name, college name and football team.And that too for the first time.With this my tenure terminated and my pioneering effortto uplift the condition of football in AEC came to anend. I feel that football in our college is very competitiveand of high quality. Hence, I urge my juniors to carry onthe good work and hope that there will be better qualityof football in the upcoming years. I am also grateful tomy hostel mates (Hostel#2); my project partners Ashim,Bikash & Bitopan for giving me ample time, so that Icould devote the same in football. I am also thankful tomy team members starting from Aldrin Kujur to Moran.But never the less…my 2nd semester……my hostel-jun-iors without whose help, support and co-operation theabove-mentioned work would have not beenpossible….Jumbo, Hemanga, Gahori, Bhaskar, Khersa,Handsum Raj, Dark Knight, Chun man……etc , etc.So, I pen down wishing the next Football Secretary goodluck for his tenure and hope he will do better than all hispredecessors.

With regards,

Sujeet Kumar GurungAECSU 2012-13

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Training and Placement Cell. Secretary

Greeting from Training & Placement Cell!!To begin with, I would like to state that whatever Ihave achieved so far has been due to the joint andcontinuous efforts of the placement team during2012-13. The team has been working tirelessly sincelast ten months. My tenure started little differently,we thought of having a full-flagged Training & Place-ment Cell (TPC) having an office. The dream couldbe realized after the Honourable Principal Sir allot-ted the Multi-Disciplinary Centre (MDC) for thepurpose except the room being used by the Entre-preneurship Development Cell and the room beingused as the Language Laboratory. The room forTraining and Placement Officer (TPO) in the firstfloor of MDC was prepared by putting required fur-nishers, electrical accessories and gadgets. A recep-tion desk was placed in the front space in the groundfloor of MDC to receive guest. The earlier confer-ence room was renovated to accommodate four newPersonal Interview (PI) Rooms along with space forGroup Discussion (GD) and a lobby. New furniturefor the PI rooms and the lobby were procured andthe earlier conference table was rearranged for GD.One Lecture Hall was developed besides the Pre-Placement Talk (PPT) room for conducting training.Most of the floor area in the TPC office was cov-ered by vinyl flooring for aesthetic look. The wholeMDC building was made Wi-Fi enabled. One onlineUPS was procured for supporting devices in case ofelectrical failure. The whole TPC has been plannedto have air-conditioning systems. We are thankful tothe Honourable Principal for his generous help andsupport in executing the above renovations.At present the TPC has the following rooms and fa-cilities:

1. Ground Floor:a. Reception Desk with computing and printing

facilitiesb. Furnished Lecture Hallc. Furnished GD Roomd. Furnished PI Rooms (five numbers)e. Lobby with computing and printing facilities2. First Floor:a. Furnished room for Training & Placement

Officersb. Furnished room for Training & Placement

Secretaryc. Furnished room for PPTd. Furnished Dining Room

We have been working with Dr. Navajit Saikia, As-sistant Professor in Electronics and Telecommuni-cation Engineering (ETE) Department and Dr.Amrita Ganguly, Associate Professor in ElectricalEngineering (EE) Department since August 2012.We are thankful to them for their continuous sup-port and help in executing works and in coordinatingactivities during my tenure.We have streamlined the procedure for applicationand confirmation of the fourth and sixth semestertraining programs at industries. We have also startedthe trend of imparting soft skill training programsfor the final and pre-final year students so that theyget enough training before facing the interviews. Themajor achievements in the training and collaborationparts are as follows:1. Joint professional training program with IMS

and TIME2. Joint certification program with NIIT3. University of Sussex recognized as counsel-

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ing centre4. Google Inc. has started Google Ambas-

sador program5. Ericsson Professional Certification program6. Bhaba Atomic Research Centre visited col-

lege for institutional relationship develop-ment

7. Collaboration with IIT Bombay for FOSS penSource program

8. Organizing workshop on the ODF (OpenDocument Format) Day jointly withAMTRON

9. Communication going on with Oracle,Microsoft, TCS, IBM, etc. for training andcollaboration

As far as the placement is concerned, so far till May2013, 40 companies visited the college for campusrecruitment. To name a few, companies like ParkerHannifin, Halliburton, Unisys, Torriacid, KirloskarBrothers ltd., Century link, Technosoft, Futures First,IOCL, etc. recruited students. Some other compa-nies are planning to visit the college for the recruit-ment of students from the 2012-13 batch.I take pride in congratulating Anuprash Bakul Baruahas TPS for the 2013-14 batch. I wish him luck andsupport for the carrying out the activities smoothlyduring the upcoming session.It is giving me immense pleasure to convey my sin-cere gratitude and regards to our Honourable Princi-pal Dr. Atul Bora for all his guidance, support andhelp during my tenure since beginning. Sir has beenalways guiding, motivating and supporting at thetimes of crisis and emergencies. I would like to thankthe staff of the Principal's office for their help andsupport. My special thanks go to Tapan Da, DipakDa and Khirod Da for helping and guiding me asand when required.I would like to thank the HODs of various depart-ments for their help and support whenever required.I am also grateful to Dr. Kalyan Kalita, Associate

Professor in Mechanical Engineering (ME) De-partment for his support and kindness in organizingonline tests at the ME computer laboratories.I fondly remember my association with my prede-cessors Mr. Jharna Baruah (TPS, 2010-11) and Mr.Raihanoor Ehsan (TPS, 2011-12). I would like tooffer them my sincere gratitude to Jharna Da, RaihanDa, Rakesh Da, Anupam Da, Philip Da, Satyajit Da,Rajdeep Da and many others for guiding and helpingme whenever it mattered during my operation.I would like to also thank Biswajit, Dhruba, Jitu,Kamanashis, Milan, Madhurjya, Niraj, Ramesh,Rajdeep and Trinayan for their all round and selflessinvolvement even sacrificing their studies at times. Iwould like to thank Nikita, Poulami and Barsha fortheir support during campus drives. My heartfeltthanks also go to all other TPC members, teachers,my friends and juniors of AEC and my brothers ofHostel 6 (where I resided during my study at AEC)for supporting me and for standing by me in times ofneed and crisis.Last, but not the least, I would like to convey mysincere thanks and regards to Mrinal, Somi Da,Gautam Da; Debarkhi Da, Manoranjan Da (fromCentral Computing Centre); Mainul Da, Hitesh Da,Mahesh Da (from ME department), Sarat Da (fromEE department) management & employees ofVaivabi Food Court and management & employeesof AEC Canteen for their involvement and supportwhich have been always instrumental in conductingthe campus drives successfully.LONG LIVE A.E.C.S.U.

Regards

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List of companies visited AEC for the session 2012-2013

Sl No. Company1 CAPGEMINI2 FUTURES FIRST3 Schwing Stetter4 Godrej &Boyce Ltd.5 DATALOGICS6 KEC International7 Unysis Global8 TORRECID Group9 JSPL10 L & T11 Tata Chemicals12 Zaloni Technologies13 Brigosha Technologies14 RMC Readymix15 Afcons Infrastructure16 Tractors India Limited17 Ellenbarrie Limited18 MuSigma19 Century Link20 IOCL21 Zenoova Technologies22 NHAI23 Kirloskar

24 KC Engineers25 Gallup Consultancy26 Eureka Forbes27 Bosch28 Kaziranga University29 Technosoft Consultancy30 DELL31 NPCC32 Halliburton33 CyberSwift34 Speechware35 Pradan36 Thompson Digital37 Parker Hannifin38 Nagman Instruments39 IBM40 India First

RegardsTanmoygoswami

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It was indeed a great privilege for me to serve AECas the BOYS' COMMON ROOM SECRETARY forthe session 2012-2013.

I convey my sincerest gratitude to all fellow AECiansfor their support and co-operation.

During my tenure, I have tried my best to provide allthe necessities which are required in a BOYS' COM-MON ROOM to function properly. In co-operationwith the General Secretary and Social welfare secre-tary the UNION building and the BOYS' COMMONROOM has also been renovated and provided witha mirror which, I think serves a lot in practice ses-sion for any cultural rehearsals.

During the college week, a boys Table Tennis com-petition and Carom competition were organised un-der my section. Hostel # 3 took away the laurels inthe Table Tennis competition beating Day scholarsin the final. And Hostel # 5 won in carom competi-tion by beating Hostel # 4 in final. Both the compe-titions were held successfully and efficiently due tothe sportsmanship and spirit of the players. Also acarom competition was organised for the faculties inwhich the duo of Prof. Bhaskar Jyoti Das and Dr.Diganta Goswami won. For the winners and runnersup of Table tennis competition and Carom competi-tion trophies with certificates have been awarded for


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their performance. And Anurag Das, 8th semesterof Hostel # 3 has been given a certificate of excel-lence and a trophy for being undefeated for four yearsin a row.

Before concluding, I would like to extend my sin-cere gratitude to Dr. Atul Bora (Principal sir), Mr.B.J Phukan (Prof. In charge) and Dr. Utpal Nath(Treasurer AECSU) for their valuable suggestionsand support.

I would also like to thank Saptarshi, Sahil, Vishal,Saurav, Sagar and all the boarders of HOSTEL # 4and especially to my 2nd semester brothers for theirhelp and encouragement.

Finally, I wish all the very best to the newly electedAECSU members.

Thanking you all.....................

LONG LIVE AEC, LONG LIVE AECSU.!!!

With regards,

BISWAJIT SAHAAECSU 2012-13

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General Sports Secretary

I would like to start by thanking all the people who helpedme and supported me in being elected the General SportsSecretary of this great institute, the Assam EngineeringCollege. It provided me with the opportunity of servingthis college in my own little ways. It is in fact a matter ofpride for me to have served the college along with theother members of AECSU-2012-13, as they always sup-ported me and we all worked together for the better-ment of Assam Engineering College.

My first actual job as the General Sports Secretary was toorganise the Freshmen Athletics Meet. This time a prac-tice session was organised a day prior to the games. Theevent was a success with a huge turnover which includedboth boys and girls of the newly admitted 1st semesterstudents. The event provided an opportunity for our jun-iors to showcase their individual talents in the field ofathletics. It also let them experience for the first time thehigh sense of competitiveness that exists among usAECians as far as extracurricular activities are concerned.All the major field and athletic events like the shot-put,javelin throw, discus throw, 100m, 200m, 400m and relayraces were held. The new members of our college showedreal promise and performed exceptionally well and all thecompetitions were well competed and everybody playedwith good spirit.

This year the Annual Athletics Meet kick started the col-lege week of Assam Engineering College. The AnnualAthletics Meet this time was held as a two-affair with aview to smooth undertaking of all the events, and it paidoff as a more number enthusiastic athletes of our collegetook part in it as compared to the earlier couple of meetsI had witnessed. Once again the AECians showed truespirit by taking part in all the events organised and havingfun at the same time. After the conclusion of the event,Mr. Abhijeet Pegu of Hostel #4 and Miss. Barsha Baruahof Hostel # 8, were adjudged the BEST MALE ANDFEMALE ATHLETES of the Annual Athletics Meet-

2012-13. Also, today I take pride in the fact that duringmy tenure, I successfully organised an athletics meet forthe faculty members of AEC for the first time, and theywere more than happy to have a break from their strenu-ous routine and have some fun running races and tryingtheir hands at discus, javelins and shot-puts. I sincerely thankall the teachers who were present on the day of the eventand for making it a success.

I would like to extend my sincere gratitude to Dr. AtulBora Sir(Principal), Dr. Niharendu Saha Sir (Prof. In charge),Dr. Utpal Nath (Treasurer AECSU), Jamal Khan Sir andall the members of AECSU-2012-13 for their valuablesuggestions and support.

It would be unfair on my part to conclude without thank-ing Ankhomoni Sonowal, Dipjyoti Doloi da, Sujeet KumarGurung da and Jiban Pait da for their help and supporton the days of the aforementioned events. I would alsolike to thank Biswajit, Nitesh, Saurav, Sagar, Abhinab daand all the boarders of HOSTEL # 4 for their constantsupport and especially to my 2nd semester and 4th se-mester brothers for their help and encouragement.

Finally, I would like to conclude by wishing all the verybest to the newly elected AECSU members with hopesthat you people take forward the good name of AssamEngineering College and work for its goodwill andupliftment.

Thanking you all.............

LONG LIVE AEC!!!With regards,

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A very long year indeed!! It was an honour for me toserve AEC as the Debating and Publicity Secretary forthe session 2012-13.Well, being a D.P.S. is quite a tough job!! I felt like a pingpong ball between the AEC main building and the chemi-cal building. It is always a continuous run between thosetwo buildings for each and every kind of work like stick-ing notices, signing certificates, managing funds, meetingpeople etc and etc. I always had to run (got no bike!!).I remember, the day I was selected for this prestigiouspost (Its considered a minor post…but believe me…thework load is more than some of the major posts even),that day I promised myself, I would give my full effortsand perform all my duties sincerely. And I have, I havefulfilled all my agenda's that I had mentioned in that smallpiece of paper during the elections.Now coming back to the events organized in my tenure:1. The Fresher's social Debate2. 'PrasenjitGogoi Memorial' Inter college Quiz com-

petition.3. The 3rd RMDC State Level Debate was suc-

cessfully organized on 25th of Sept. The 'RUN-NING TROPHY' was introduced for the firsttime.

4. MISB Bocconi Quiz.5. GITAM UNIV. Quiz6. Great Lakes Institute of Management organized

a quiz in our college.7. Echoes - The national Level Debate8. College Week Quiz and College Week Debate.9. Fuzzy Logic 1.0Aecianshave always bought the 1st prize home in any of


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the events they participated during the past 12 monthsand yes, they have been bringing during the last half cen-tury. Debates, quizzes…organized in any corner of thestate, it has always been a 1st prize by our AEC. (onlyone or two times we got second..).I would like to thank Haren Borah Sir and RunjunMaa'mfor their support and advice. They have helped and guidedme in each and every step possible.I would like to thank Kapinjal da and Kamanasish Da,(they are the gems in the field of quizzing). Not a singlequiz would have been possible without their support.I would like to thank Hemen Da, SauravAdhikary, Sagar,Milan Da, Abhinab Da, Kunal, Kuldeep, my juniors andmy Hostel #2 hostel mates for their constant help andsupport.

..I wish I could serve one more year as the DebatingSecy. Of AEC.Lastly, I would like to wish best of luck to all the newlyelected AECSU members. Friends the work is tough,but you have promises to keep. Do perform your dutiessincerely for the welfare of AEC, and manage propertimings between studies and organizing events. Studiescome first!!

With regards,

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CIVIL1. Prof. HOD Dr. Palashjyoti Hazarika2. Prof. Prof. N. N. Patwari3. Prof. Dr. Binu Sharma4. Prof. Dr. Jayanta Pathak5. Assoc. Prof. Prof. Sunit Kr. Bhagwati6. Assoc. Prof. Prof. Mrinal Kr. Bora7. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Diganta Goswami8. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Bipul Talukdar9. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Bibhash Sharma10. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Utpal Kr. Mishra11. Assoc. Prof. Mr. Bhaskarjyoti Das12. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Utpal Kr. Nath13 Asstt. Prof. Ms. Malaya Chetia14 Asstt. Prof. Mr. Pankaj Goswami15. Asstt. Prof. Mrs. Bharati Medhi16. Asstt. Prof. Mrs. Puspanjali Sonowal17. Asstt. Prof. Miss Rupjyoti Bordoloi18. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Abhinash Mahanta19. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Sasanka BorahMECHANICAL AND IPE1. Prof.,HOD Dr. Ranjit Kr. Dutta2. Prof. Dr. Dimbendra Kr. Mahanta3. Prof. Dr. Sudip Kumar Deb4. Assoc. Prof. Prof. Amarjyoti Barthakur5. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Pradip Kr. Mahanta6. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Kalyan Kalita7. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Niharendu Saha8. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Anil Borah9. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Hiranya Kr. Thakuria10. Asstt. Prof. Dr. Satyajit Paul11. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Manjuri Hazarika12. Assoc. Prof. Mr. Kalyan Kr. Das13. Assoc. Prof. Mr. Baharul Islam Borbhuyan14. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Kamal Kr. Brahma15. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Prasanta Kr. Choudhury16. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Manash Hazarika17. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Pradip Baishya18. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Bashab Jyoti Phukan19. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Jitul Baruah20. Asstt. Prof. Ms. Moushumi Gogoi21. Asstt. Prof. Shri Madhurjya BaruaELECTRICAL AND INSTRUMENTATION1. Prof.,HOD Dr. Damodar Agarwalla2. Prof. Dr. Durlav Hazarika3. Prof. Dr.(Ms) R. Bordoloi Sarma4. Asstt. Prof. Prof. Sunsor Zaman5. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Arup Bordoloi6. Assoc. Prof. Dr.(Mrs.) Sarmila Patra7. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Dipankar Chanda8. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Banikanta Talukdar9. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Bimal Ch. Deka10. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Satyajit Bhuyan11. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Barnali Goswami12. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Amrita Ganguly13. Assoc. Prof. Mrs. Purabi Patwary14. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Biswanath Deka Raja15. Asstt. Prof. Mrs. Mitali Saikia16. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Deba Kr. Mahanta17 Asstt. Prof. Ms. R. N. A. Begum18. Assoc. Prof. Mr. Deeptarka Deka

CHEMICAL1. Assoc. Prof.HOD Prof. Ashok Baruah2. Assoc. Prof. Prof. Arup Kr. Mishra3. Assoc. Prof. Ms. Runjun Das4. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Bandana Chakraborty5. Assoc. Prof. Mr. Tapanjyoti Sarma6. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Kabita Chakraborty7. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Ashim Kr. Basumatary8. Asstt. Prof. Ms. Ujwala HuzuriE & T1. Assoc. Prof. HOD Mr. Apurba Kr. Kalita2. Assoc. Prof. Mr. Dinesh Sankar Pegu (Lien)3. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Navajit Saikia4. Asstt. Prof. Ms. Rashi Borgohain5. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Bijoy GoswamiC. Sc.1. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Gunajit Kalita2. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Mridul jyoti Ray3. Asstt. Prof. Ms. Rajashree Konwar4. Asstt. Prof. Ms. Riju KalitaM C A1. Assoc. Prof., HOD Prof. Jyotiprakash Goswami2. Assoc. Prof. Prof. Mrs. Moushumi Baruah3. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Bichitra Kalita4. Assoc. Prof. Ms. Amrita Bose Paul5. Assoc. Prof. Mr. Subhrajyoti Bordoloi6. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Rangdeep Pathak7. Asstt. Prof. Ms. Barnali Gogoi8. PCSA Mr. Amitabha Baruah (on lien)MATHEMATICS1. Assoc. Prof.,HOD Dr. Jitendra Kr. Nath2. Assoc. Prof. Mr. Pranab Kr. Sarma3. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Makani Das4. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Pankaja Das5. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Hiramala Talukdar6. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Nabamallika Baruah7. Assoc. Prof. Mr. Prasun Kr. Goswami8. Assoc. Prof. Ms. Shyamoli BaniaCHEMISTRY1. Assoc. Prof. ,HOD Dr. Monideepa Chakraborty2. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Biswajit Purkaystha3. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Tapas Kr. Barman4. Asstt. Prof. Dr. Geetanjali Mazumder5. Asstt. Prof. Ms. Jutika Goswami6. Asstt. Prof. Dr. Utpal NathPHYSICS1. Assoc. Prof.,HOD Mr. Bani Kanta Goswami2. Assoc. Prof., Ms. Reeta Goswami3. Assoc. Prof., Dr. Tapan Ch. Bordoloi4. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Bipin Ch. Bora5. Asstt. Prof. Ms. Anakshi Das6. Asstt. Prof., Ms. Iva Rani Deka7. Asstt. Prof. Mr. Kishor Kr. DasHUMANITIES1. Assoc. Prof.,HOD Dr. Afazuddin Ahmed2. Assoc. Prof. Mr. Haren Borah3. Asstt. Prof. Dr. Farhana Parbeen4. Asstt. Prof. Dr. Anil Kr. BoraGEOLOGY1. Assoc. Prof. Dr. Girindra Kr. Deka2. Assoc. Prof. Ms. Indira Baruah Gogoi

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