ভদ্রসভ্য মতবিরোধের দিন শেষ
নিজের চারপাশে লক্ষ্য করুন, কাউকেই আজকাল আর ভদ্রভাবে যুক্তিসঙ্গত তার্কিক কথা বলতে শুনেছেন কি? ল, ব, গ আর চ দিয়ে শুরু হয় এমন কিছু বিশেষ শব্দ ছাড়া এখন অনেকেরই মুখ দিয়ে আর কথা বেরোয় না।
এইসব বিশেষণ সম্বন্ধে তাদের যত বেশি জ্ঞান, আসল জ্ঞান ঠিক ততটাই কম। এইটা করে তারা নিজেদের বিশাল কিছু একটা মনে করে কিন্তু আসলে তারা যে অশ্লীল, অশিক্ষিত এবং অভদ্র সেটা একেবারেই স্পষ্ট।
একটা সময় ছিল যখন বাঙালিকে সারা ভারতে বুদ্ধিমান, প্রগতিশীল আর ভদ্র বলে ধরা হত। আজকে সেই বাঙালিরই অতি দুরবস্থা। তার নিজের এলাকার সংস্কৃতি এইরকম হয়ে গেছে আর তাকে জীবিকা উপার্জনের জন্য নিজের এলাকার বাইরেই যেতে হয়, কারণ এখানে কিছুই আর নেই। উত্তর ভারতে কি ঘটছে সেটা দেখার প্রয়োজন আমাদের নেই, আমাদের নিজের ব্যাপারটা ঠিক করতে পারলেই যথেষ্ট।
The days of civilized debate and witty repartees are no more. As an example, consider this famous quip by Benjamin Disraeli, erstwhile prime minister of Britain: a member of Parliament said to Disraeli: 'Sir, you will either die on the gallows or of some unspeakable disease.' 'That depends, Sir,' said Disraeli, 'whether I embrace your policies or your mistress'.
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নিজের চারপাশে লক্ষ্য করুন, কাউকেই আজকাল আর ভদ্রভাবে যুক্তিসঙ্গত তার্কিক কথা বলতে শুনেছেন কি? ল, ব, গ আর চ দিয়ে শুরু হয় এমন কিছু বিশেষ শব্দ ছাড়া এখন অনেকেরই মুখ দিয়ে আর কথা বেরোয় না।
এইসব বিশেষণ সম্বন্ধে তাদের যত বেশি জ্ঞান, আসল জ্ঞান ঠিক ততটাই কম। এইটা করে তারা নিজেদের বিশাল কিছু একটা মনে করে কিন্তু আসলে তারা যে অশ্লীল, অশিক্ষিত এবং অভদ্র সেটা একেবারেই স্পষ্ট।
একটা সময় ছিল যখন বাঙালিকে সারা ভারতে বুদ্ধিমান, প্রগতিশীল আর ভদ্র বলে ধরা হত। আজকে সেই বাঙালিরই অতি দুরবস্থা। তার নিজের এলাকার সংস্কৃতি এইরকম হয়ে গেছে আর তাকে জীবিকা উপার্জনের জন্য নিজের এলাকার বাইরেই যেতে হয়, কারণ এখানে কিছুই আর নেই। উত্তর ভারতে কি ঘটছে সেটা দেখার প্রয়োজন আমাদের নেই, আমাদের নিজের ব্যাপারটা ঠিক করতে পারলেই যথেষ্ট।
The days of civilized debate and witty repartees are no more. As an example, consider this famous quip by Benjamin Disraeli, erstwhile prime minister of Britain: a member of Parliament said to Disraeli: 'Sir, you will either die on the gallows or of some unspeakable disease.' 'That depends, Sir,' said Disraeli, 'whether I embrace your policies or your mistress'.
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Brown butter french toast made with our humble ₹15 fluffy quarter pound pauruti. I swear if the city had marketed this bread outside WB, it would've given all these expensive brioche breads a run for it's money!
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Darjeeling BJP MLA Neeraj Zimba petitions President Murmu for 'demerger or reorganization' from West Bengal
https://www.telegraphindia.com/west-bengal/darjeeling-bjp-mla-neeraj-zimba-for-relook-at-hills-merger-with-bengal/cid/2096094
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Darjeeling BJP MLA Neeraj Zimba for relook at hills’ merger with Bengal
Zimba is the secretary-general of the Gorkha National Liberation Front (GNLF) but was elected as the Darjeeling MLA on a BJP ticket
Appreciation Post for the Pahari People 🙌✨
Just came back from a week-long trip to Kalimpong and Gangtok, and once again, I'm truly amazed by the people of this region.
The community,, their spirit, honesty, and hard work is something truly rare and beautiful.
I've visited multiple times over the years and not once have I faced a single issue from the locals. They are always so warm, respectful, and genuinely helpful. Despite facing challenges like resource shortages, water issues, network problems, and difficult terrain, they go about their lives with a smile and an unbreakable spirit. They don't complain; they persevere. And they do it while preserving their unique culture with pride.
The difference in experience compared to other popular tourist spots like Digha (and elsewhere in Bengal) is massive.
Just felt like sharing a bit of love and gratitude for the wonderful people of the hills. Thank you for showing us what true hospitality and strength look like.
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Just came back from a week-long trip to Kalimpong and Gangtok, and once again, I'm truly amazed by the people of this region.
The community,, their spirit, honesty, and hard work is something truly rare and beautiful.
I've visited multiple times over the years and not once have I faced a single issue from the locals. They are always so warm, respectful, and genuinely helpful. Despite facing challenges like resource shortages, water issues, network problems, and difficult terrain, they go about their lives with a smile and an unbreakable spirit. They don't complain; they persevere. And they do it while preserving their unique culture with pride.
The difference in experience compared to other popular tourist spots like Digha (and elsewhere in Bengal) is massive.
Just felt like sharing a bit of love and gratitude for the wonderful people of the hills. Thank you for showing us what true hospitality and strength look like.
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I'm a minimalist but I cant argue with the beauty of maximalist architecture when done well. This is St. Paul's Cathedral....
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Told my mother that she and my father do not deserve to be parents and are not any good person . Don't feel any regret
I had a very difficult and nightmarish childhood. I don't know how to put it without being painfully blunt....but my parents were and are two people who made and still making my life hell. They married young and before they became financially independent. And to put it simply, they both had me and my sister before they could become mature people. The only part of my childhood that I could call peaceful was my really early childhood. Everything except that feel like a continuous dark passageway interspersed with only few lights that couldn't erase the darkness. I was beaten physically, abused emotionally,had to endure the endless fights of my parents and had to live with them while hating them. My father and my mother released their frustrations and their sadness on me and my sister through physical and emotional abuse. Which in turn made my sister eventually start venting her pain on me. In short, I had a scary, lonely and isolated childhood. My parents didn't let me have any friends outside of school so naturally the loneliness was amplified by that. Then when I was 12 my father got into a huge debt and lost most of his assets(being a middle class family which wasn't a lot to begin with) and had to sell the apartment(the only thing we owned) thus, began years of destitution and financial struggle. For 3 years we lived in a tiny one room apartment. There were days when we literally had no money to buy food at the end of the month. After Covid because of my father's promotion our financial situation drastically improved. And also my sister got a job and moved out. When my sister got a job and left us I became more lonely(not that she wasn't also abusive to me) and when I grew up and started to explore the world and make friends I was only met with disdain and disapproval. Whenever I left to meet my friends or did something that was considered uncouth by my parents I had to endure terrible verbal diatribes(they couldn't really beat me physically anymore). But I endured all of that. I endured everything but nothing was never enough. Being the school's topper? No. Being a diligent child who does everything his parents' say? No. Getting an award from government? No. Pretending to be religious albeit being an atheist? No.
No matter what I did, anything that was not an act of absolute obedience or an act of free thinking was considered an error and arrogant rebellion. It was also the opinion of My sister(who also endured what I had to endure of anything she had a worser childhood) now suddenly turned into my parents' good child and tried to convince me that the horrible things that were done to me should be forgotten and forgiven by me. Because,after all my parents also did a lot for me(like feeding me, buying me things and giving me an education etc.(basically doing absolutely the fucking minimum competent parents should do) the physical abuse we endured was an act of anger during their youth and we have to endure the verbal abuse(how would I work in a company where my superiors would verbally abuse me, if I am upset with my parents' words). She told me that I was in the wrong for all of it and it was phase that would eventually end and I would also be like her(maybe I would.....who knows?).
All of it....lead me to a very depressing mindset. I won't pretend to be mentally stable. I have suppeesed anger issues, I get panic attacks(I have never told that to anyone),suffer from anxiety and have regular bouts of depression and exhaustion.
Today,a minor disagreement of making eggs was the breaking point. I made eggs for a snack and basically had a huge argument with my mother about it. One thing led to another and she told me that all of their love and care was wasted on a son like me and I exploded. I told her about all of my frustration,anger,trauma and depression I told her why I hate them.
My mother's response? Every parents beat their child. My sister had it worser than me. I should be grateful
I had a very difficult and nightmarish childhood. I don't know how to put it without being painfully blunt....but my parents were and are two people who made and still making my life hell. They married young and before they became financially independent. And to put it simply, they both had me and my sister before they could become mature people. The only part of my childhood that I could call peaceful was my really early childhood. Everything except that feel like a continuous dark passageway interspersed with only few lights that couldn't erase the darkness. I was beaten physically, abused emotionally,had to endure the endless fights of my parents and had to live with them while hating them. My father and my mother released their frustrations and their sadness on me and my sister through physical and emotional abuse. Which in turn made my sister eventually start venting her pain on me. In short, I had a scary, lonely and isolated childhood. My parents didn't let me have any friends outside of school so naturally the loneliness was amplified by that. Then when I was 12 my father got into a huge debt and lost most of his assets(being a middle class family which wasn't a lot to begin with) and had to sell the apartment(the only thing we owned) thus, began years of destitution and financial struggle. For 3 years we lived in a tiny one room apartment. There were days when we literally had no money to buy food at the end of the month. After Covid because of my father's promotion our financial situation drastically improved. And also my sister got a job and moved out. When my sister got a job and left us I became more lonely(not that she wasn't also abusive to me) and when I grew up and started to explore the world and make friends I was only met with disdain and disapproval. Whenever I left to meet my friends or did something that was considered uncouth by my parents I had to endure terrible verbal diatribes(they couldn't really beat me physically anymore). But I endured all of that. I endured everything but nothing was never enough. Being the school's topper? No. Being a diligent child who does everything his parents' say? No. Getting an award from government? No. Pretending to be religious albeit being an atheist? No.
No matter what I did, anything that was not an act of absolute obedience or an act of free thinking was considered an error and arrogant rebellion. It was also the opinion of My sister(who also endured what I had to endure of anything she had a worser childhood) now suddenly turned into my parents' good child and tried to convince me that the horrible things that were done to me should be forgotten and forgiven by me. Because,after all my parents also did a lot for me(like feeding me, buying me things and giving me an education etc.(basically doing absolutely the fucking minimum competent parents should do) the physical abuse we endured was an act of anger during their youth and we have to endure the verbal abuse(how would I work in a company where my superiors would verbally abuse me, if I am upset with my parents' words). She told me that I was in the wrong for all of it and it was phase that would eventually end and I would also be like her(maybe I would.....who knows?).
All of it....lead me to a very depressing mindset. I won't pretend to be mentally stable. I have suppeesed anger issues, I get panic attacks(I have never told that to anyone),suffer from anxiety and have regular bouts of depression and exhaustion.
Today,a minor disagreement of making eggs was the breaking point. I made eggs for a snack and basically had a huge argument with my mother about it. One thing led to another and she told me that all of their love and care was wasted on a son like me and I exploded. I told her about all of my frustration,anger,trauma and depression I told her why I hate them.
My mother's response? Every parents beat their child. My sister had it worser than me. I should be grateful
everything. Every family has disagreements and all of these trauma is tantrums. Those things were done in anger. I should first realise that I am a terrible person before blaming others. All of my thinking is a bad influence of my friends and the books I read(well my passion of reading is also a problem sometimes)
The list goes on.
After that she was perhaps too perplexed and stayed silent for some time and I told her that my parents were the worst person I know. They are the most superstitious and abusive people I know who never really deserved to be parents and that they do not realise that they are terrible people before blaming me. After that my mother started to cry and she told me that I speak too big words for my mouth and I should be ashamed.
2 hours have passed since then. And even though I might be considered as a terrible person for it but I will be honest I do not feel an ounce of regret or sadness. If anything, I feel thaya great weight has been lifted of my shoulders. I did feel bad when I saw my mother's tear but I don't feel anything. I might be a terrible,fucked up and narcissist person but I am not worser than them. My father has returned and I don't know what would happen next. I am still a student so I don't know if it will affect my education but I don't care.
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After that she was perhaps too perplexed and stayed silent for some time and I told her that my parents were the worst person I know. They are the most superstitious and abusive people I know who never really deserved to be parents and that they do not realise that they are terrible people before blaming me. After that my mother started to cry and she told me that I speak too big words for my mouth and I should be ashamed.
2 hours have passed since then. And even though I might be considered as a terrible person for it but I will be honest I do not feel an ounce of regret or sadness. If anything, I feel thaya great weight has been lifted of my shoulders. I did feel bad when I saw my mother's tear but I don't feel anything. I might be a terrible,fucked up and narcissist person but I am not worser than them. My father has returned and I don't know what would happen next. I am still a student so I don't know if it will affect my education but I don't care.
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