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ज़बानें अपना कल्चर रखती हैं और वही ज़बान बड़ी तसव्वुर की जाती है जिस में ख़याल और इज़हार के लिए अल्फ़ाज़ की तंगी न हो, यूँ तो सारी ज़बानों के अपने लफ़्ज़ और अपना शब्द-कोश होता है। और दुनिया के मुखतलिफ़ हिस्सों में बस्ने वाले लोग अपनी ज़बान पर फ़ख्र भी करते हैं, इसी तरह… continue reading

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Jogi Ka Nagar Mein Thikaana Kya…

Ibn-e Insha: the modern day sufi in a suit

This man of simple words and emotional exuberance, wandering soul and kind heart, individual style and common appeal, could easily be called the modern day sufi in a suit

Situated on the eastern bank of river Hooghly, I have had many a name through ages. Some called me Gol Gotha, others named me Kilkila. Some believed I was Kol-ka-hata, others favoured Kalikata. Then came those who concluded I was Khal Kata, but still others chose to call me Kalkata and then Kalikota. Later, I became Calcutta; now I’m Kolkata. I have had many incarnations; each one looking at the other in the spirit of curious camaraderie. What is in a name, or appearance, after all? I’m indeed history; I’m witness. I’m over two millennia old. My tale is long; your time short. In short, I open up to you. You may pass on my tale to others. With many a name, I’ve many a face. I’m a port; I traded in opium. I’m the Nawab of Bengal; I’m the East India Company. I’m the capital of the Raj; a face of the independence movement. I’m Bengal renaissance. I stand partitioned, bombed, starved. I am revolutionary, but stagnated too. I refuse to grow, yet I do. I choke; I breathe; I live on.

Shahr Naamah Banaam Kolkata

Kalkatte ka jo zikr kiya…

I stand partitioned, bombed, starved. I am revolutionary, but stagnated too. I refuse to grow, yet I do. I choke; I breathe; I live on.

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Qissa-Kahani: Ba-naam “NAL DAMYANTI”

Nal and Damyanti: An imperishable story of love, suffering, union.

Traced back to antiquity, that is even before the Puarnas, this story was narrated for the sake of entertainment during the exile of the Pandavas.

Hum ko junoon kya sikhlatey ho

Hum ko junoon kya sikhlatey ho

Majrooh Sultanpuri: Classicist, Romanticist, Humanist!

Majrooh Sultanpuri was one such poet who drew upon both and blended them together with distinction. He was a classicist in style and a romanticist in disposition. In addition, he was a humanist — a humanist at core.


Ishq Naamah: Banaam Quli Qutub Shah

'Suno log meri prem ki kahaani' - Quli Qutub Shah in His Elements

Quli Qutub Shah loved his flora and fauna, his people, and himself; he adored his romantic icons and eulogised them in his poetry.

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