Humanities Underground

Hereafter the Bitterness

Prasanta Chakravarty_____________________ It is quite agonizing when one fails to find a close enough word or phrase to convey certain words in the English language. In Bangla, once such cluster...

Letters To The Editor

Rabindra Kumar Dasgupta ——————————————————–  Dead Weight of Printed Knowledge Sir...

Blood Is Remarkably Red Against Green

  Viktor Shklovsky —————————– I took my milk home. I walked through the park. The foliage, the cool of the shade, the lawn, and –the sun. I...

Tales from an Asati (Asati-Kathan)

  Anjana Chakrabarty   for shaitaan   Pebble   Dipping at this river In dress untainted Sankha-sindoor adorned At your tread thakur this pebble I fix to a twig   No, not seeking...

Gossip, Gossip, Gossip ! The Jail is Full of Gossip.

Snehangshu Kanta Acharyya ————————————– I entered the Presidency Jail at about 9 PM. After long spending time in the...

That Titillating Object of Capital: Reading the new Airtel

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T9BlI9nhqTE  Manash Bhattacharjee   The new Airtel advertisement, which shows the relationship between a man and a woman where the woman plays the boss in office...

‘What! Nothing more?’

Sergey Stepnyak-Kravchinsky ————————————————————– I should like now to...

Patronage, Learning, Innovation

Prasanta Chakravarty The career of poet Samuel Daniel (1562-1619) is a powerful instance of how a poet might succeed through patronage, quite independent of his considerable talent. After his...

“Why are you laughing?” : George Seferis In Conversation With

  George Seferis,  in conversation with Edmund Keeley Seferis was nearing the end of his longest visit to the United States at the time of this interview, which took place in late December of 1968. He...

Bhaskar Chakrabarty’s Diary—1982: A Selection

  1/1 Gist. A political journalist is more than a prostitute.   1/1 a poem is a deer with a dream in it.   1/1  Defeat becomes us.   14/1 Piku-Sadgati— incomparable, incomparable...

Shrapnel Minima: The Acknowledgment Page

   tutulova & all my students— past, present and future   Aknowledgement   Gone are the days of deft touch. And hauteur. People are jogging playing eating dancing writing making friends...