Deyasini Thinks

The reason I never sing a Rabindra Sangeet is that I can never sing a line of it with a straight face. Tears well up in my eyes, my jaws feel tight, my voice gets choked with all the unsaid unknown suffocation that gags me from the inside. There is something about Rabindranath Tagore, something that will never die. Something that he has left in all of us and not just Bengalis but people around the world cherish him and bind themselves to him in an uncanny tragedy. Even the most jovial songs have a tinge of gloom and melancholy to them. And the sad ones make my heart beat slow. When Tagore said:  jodi puraton prem dhaka pore jai nobo premo jale jodithaki kachakachi, dekhite na pao, chayar moto, tobu mone rekho  (if your old love is lost in the web of your new love if you cannot see me around your you like a shadow, if you doubt Still, remember me) I could not believe how a man in the early 1900s could write something people will relate to a hundred years later or maybe five-hun...

In my life of 20-some years , I have had the opportunity of been taught by a humongous number of tutors. As a young child, my parents did not believe in sending me off to tuitions much but that thought quickly changed owing to the kind of people around us and the way they brought their children up. I am not complaining. I am just setting the record straight Having said that, I deem myself quite lucky because I did not have it the worst. Some of my friends were bogged down with tuitions from classes two and three. I started at six, perhaps. But a few teachers in my life have given me more than teaching their subject to me. A very few of them could give me something that I could carry for life, let alone cherish it. But when I was fourteen and in class eight, my parents got me admitted to an English class. I violently fought it. I was adamant and resolute that I would not take a class for English. I felt trampled, like my self-confidence was punched in the stomach. I don’t know what I w...

Lou and Ruben are in love. Lou and Ruben are hippies on a world tour. Lou is the lead singer and Ruben is the drummer of their two-membered metal band. There is just a slight problem: Ruben is losing his hearing and he is losing it fast. Unlike many movies, ‘Sound of Metal changes its mood pretty early in its runtime . From there, the movie catches on an odd and unusual pace, not very comforting and definitely moving. I watched ''Sound of Metal'' and you should too! Directed by Darius Marder, ‘Sound of Metal’ follows the story of a metal band drummer who loses his hearing due to his constant exposure to loud metal music. Unable to believe his fate, he initially tries to fight it by hiding it from his girlfriend and then, acting all cool about it. But the truth is scary and both of the young souls don’t know the first thing on how to deal with it. The fear shows in Lou’s eyes and Ruben’s I-am-too-cool-to-care attitude. The sheer helplessness that comes across in the firs...