Jalsaghar “Blood,” thunders Biswambhar Roy. “The blood in my veins” Poor Anantu, his manservant, stares at him in bewilderment. Is it merely the potency of the Read More » May 13, 2022
Aparajito Ray sahib, as I’d like to call him fondly, is a man unlike any other. In any pursuit of art, one is forced to prod through Read More » May 1, 2022