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Goddess Mansa And Bhrigu's Mirror - A Short Story by Dr Ratan Lal Basu | WBRi Online Magazine

The sage Bhrigu was elated and at the same time perturbed to learn from the celestial sage Narada that goddess Mansa was interested in meeting him and she would be obliged if he fixed his convenient time for her visit to his ashram and inform this to her through Narada. He was elated because his ashram at higher heavens had never been visited by any gods or goddesses ever since he had incurred the displeasure of Lord Shiva by opposing him at the time of beheading of King Dakshma. Mansa is the most favored daughter of Shiva and she is extremely powerful. Her visit may ease his relation with Shiva and his ashram accepted by the gods and goddesses. But the motives of this quirky goddess were unpredictable even by the greatest astrologer and visionary like Bhrigu. She being extremely cruel, power mongering and unhesitant to adopt any unfair means to fulfill her desires, Bhrigu got a bit perturbed at the same time. But denial would be disastrous for him. So he replied the letter of the goddess by expressing his sincere thanks to her and fixed a date for her visit. Narada left with the mail with the expectation that some complications would result from the visit of the goddess to Bhrigu’s ashram and he would enjoy it.

Bhrigu directed his disciples to take immaculate preparations to welcome the goddess and make ample provision for all conceivable amenities liked by the goddess. His mind again got filled with worries. She could request him to do something complicated that might lead to other problems for him. But it would also be perilous to deny her request. He remembered what she had done to the merchant Chand to force him to worship her.

On the day of her visit the sage was agitated from the very dawn but his tensions were removed as the goddess entered the ashram with smiling face and pleasant demeanor. She was dressed as an ordinary woman with a simple sari and a necklace adorned with a diamond locket designed like the head of a serpent. He was relieved that she had not worn any necklace of living snakes. Notwithstanding her blind eye, she looked so beautiful and enchanting even in the simple outfit that everyone got spellbound to watch her entering slowly the gate of the ashram amidst blowing of conch shells and sprinkling of petals of heavenly flowers. She was a bit embarrassed while the disciples of the sage started offering her pronam being prostrated at her feet. Then the sage came forward to receive her and they exchanged pranams with folded hands. Brigu’s mind was filled with ecstasy and pride as the goddess addressed him father.

The goddess said politely, ‘I must tell you about my purpose of this visit. This is a very simple task on your part. You are the greatest forecaster of future in the universe and I’m interested only in the future of the country Prasi.’

Bhrigu replied, ‘goddess, it’s a very simple task for me. Now you take rest and visit the ashram for some time and I’ll call you to my room after completion of my meditation.’

He then directed his trusted disciples to show her to the guest room and help her according to her wish.

The goddess thanked the sage and left with his disciples. Now all his apprehensions dissipated and Bhrigu completed his meditation peacefully and thereafter informed the goddess by a disciple that she might call on his room if she was ready. After a while the goddess entered his room and the sage offered her a beautiful soft asana made of heavenly velvet and painted with a large lotus at the middle. He then took out a mirror from a shelf and handed it to the goddess saying, ‘this is a magic mirror. You cannot see your image in it.’ The goddess took the mirror close to her god eye and said, 'yes, it looks dark and what I’m to do with this mirror.'

Making Of Mast Punjabi Audio Song from No Problem (2010) Indian Hindi Film | bahut zabardast gaana hai !

NO PROBLEM 2010 Bollywood Hindi Movie Poster

Calcutta, Dec 1, 2010 (Washington Bangla Radio) A bunch of people dress up as Sardars and show up in a party so that no one can recognize them. Unfortunately, their make-ups cause much confusion among themselves, since they now cannot recognize each other!

A dance riot follows in a audio-visual blast. EROS International is globally releasing No Problem on Dec 10, 2010 and have just released this new promo titled Making Of Mast Punjabi - the hindi film song described by one cast member as "bahut zabardast gana hai!"

Akshay Khanna says he thinks the song will be a huge hit. Anil Kapoor agrees, "super-duper hit!". Sushmita Sen adds viewers and listeners (of the audio song or the music video) will all find this a treat. Sanjay Dutt says this song really will get you into the mood.

The song indeed is a Punjabi Bhangra Remix-based lively song, described as "the song" from the film by one of the heroines. In terms of situation, it is a pre-climax song.

The entire cast of the movie will be seen in this song dressed as Sikhs. This song according to Anees Bazmee is a tribute to the love given to him by the Sikh community, for his last hit, Singh is King. Sung, composed and written by Anand Raaj Anand supported by Sunidhi Chauhan, this is an exploding bhangra track which will definitely bring the house down.

Watch the EROS Intl. exclusive video release via Washington Bangla Radio.


মৃত্যু - সান্ত্বনা চট্টোপাধ্যায় | Death - A Bengali Poem by Santwana Chatterjee

Mrityu (Death) - a bengali poem by Santwana Chatterjee in unicode Bangla font.

মৃত্যু

সান্ত্বনা চট্টোপাধ্যায়

সেদিন রাতে ঝড় ওঠেনি
শান্ত গাছের পাতা,
মরণ আমায় শোনায়নি ভাই
ভালবাসার কথা,
তার দুখানি আঁখির পাতে
কী ছিল যে লেখা-
আঁধার রাতে তাও
হলনা দেখা  ...


হারিয়ে গেছে মা - সান্ত্বনা চট্টোপাধ্যায় | Lost Mother - A Bengali Poem by Santwana Chatterjee

Hariye Geche Ma (Lost Mother) - a bengali poem by Santwana Chatterjee in unicode Bangla font.

হারিয়ে গেছে মা

সান্ত্বনা চট্টোপাধ্যায়

হারিয়ে গেছে মা।
এদিকে যাই ওদিকে যাই
এঘরে যাই, ওঘরে যাই।
কোথাও যে পাইনা ...

The First Rain - a short story - Ratan Lal Basu | WBRi Online Magazine

I looked expectantly at the lump of nimbus gathering in the north-western sky and observed below the hazy silhouette of hills and further below the dark line of forest arching majestically the vast undulating field dotted with scatters of straw cottages, bamboo groves and clusters of trees. The setting sun was now peeping bashfully through the translucent lining at the lower end of the pitch-dark bulk of the cloud that looked like a gigantic serpent waiting viciously for its prey. The scattered sun rays had tinged orange on the multi-shaped cirrus floating away as though fleeing in fear of the monster hanging above motionless. My eyes brightened momentarily with hope although I felt at heart that it was the same false hope of the first rain tempting me every afternoon for the last few days and I knew well that soon a strong wind would drive away the nimbus leaving me alone with utter hollowness under a clear sky and mocking stars and the moon.


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