I teach English literature at Calcutta University. I edited the book reviews of a well-known journal for ten years. I taught French at Alliance Française for a decade and worked as Director of Publications at the French Embassy, New Delhi. I have written a few books of essays including one on T S Eliot, and attempted to translate among other things La Rochefoucauld's Maxims. My best moments were spent with family and friends. My father was my idol. I am hurt by insincerity and ingratitude.
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Sir, I felt the same. While homes were being plundered and means of a living shredded by the mighty storm, we bengalis remained ignorant and submerged in the rhythmic beats of the dhaak and the enchanting whistle of the shongkho
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