The day was rather challenging, considering the weekend that
we travelled through; drained off energy and dampened by the weather, our
spirits were hibernating as pointed out by Bharat Sir.
Socialism,
Capitalism, Communism, Bourgeois or Proletariat nothing seemed to work, not
even Retail Therapy of the Capitalist, the class was equally divided, liberally
day dreaming and off course the fraternity was not even remotely covalent.
History was moving back and forth; AD, BC, BE,… all appeared to be jumbled
alphabets and no one had a clue which jigsaw to which puzzle , at one point it
did becoming un-nerving as though an imminent
revolution was brooding parallel
to the topic at hand, French Revolution. Phew!!! Seemed like we were in the
wrong era in this time travel..! Hold on there is always a silver lining and
the sun did shine at the end.
Aboriginals, their struggle, the Jews, Nazi propaganda,
modern illusions of MNC’s and the Man eaters of Sundarbans unravelled
themselves clad in different attires and this time, the coin was in the
reverse, “Unless a lion starts to write you will only hear and learn a
glorified history of hunters.” So was the case for the afore mentioned topics
and we did get a different picture of the lions version from Bharat Sir. To
conclude, as he said, Print has the power and one with power becomes powerful,
however it’s up to us to be Orators and thinkers or to adjust ‘WB and hold
Tri-pods.’
- article by Shekhar Das
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