saying goodbye isn't easy...
but sometimes it is the best thing to do when you come to the stark realization that the people you associated with, learned to trust and respect, laugh and cry with, were nothing more than a bunch of sorry souls, highly immature and impressionable and the best way they could make themselves heard is through the age old Bengali commie mentality of "we-ism" . The so-called socialism of our exalted state has caused the individual voice of reason to be drowned in the plethora of insignificance. And get this ! half way across the world, in this beautiful mountain state of Utah, and this lovely Bengali community, the influx of a few "literate but highly uneducated" elements were enough to bring the edifice of cultural unity crashing down.
I stand and applaud you mighty sons and daughters of Bengal who make us proud by ensuring we live up to the typification of our kind. But then, I wonder if I am qualified to say anything significant about Bengal, given I have lived outside of Calcutta most of my adult life, am not averse to cracking politically incorrect jokes, calling spade a spade, and not having my spouse fight my battles for me. So I am not the damsel in distress kinda Bengali woman, who spends more time wondering what could have and would have been and making sure all the fingers are pointed at everyone but herself.
I personally stayed away from the "logistics" of all things cultural because I am a coward when it comes to facing the "mob" in a bengali community. For the last 12 years we have been in Utah, I have seen this community grown in strength, culture, expand in talent and then thanks to the egos of a few, come crashing down. The fact that it has happened again, is not surprising at all, simply because I predicted the incident and the causal factors a while ago and sent a friendly note of warning as some of you reading this will clearly recall.
It doesn't take long to see the fissures appear and see people start to take sides, see the hushed tones and the rumor mongering happen in ways that are pathetic and humorous at the same time. Having been here longer than most of you reading this, the writing on the wall was very clear. I am not hurt or angry because the causal factors are of no consequence to me, nor were they ever. But I am sincerely disappointed at one individual, to the point where I question my ability of being a good judge of character. YOU know who you are and in all this, it really pains me to see how the influence of outside forces can make a free spirited , intelligent human being, become a spineless, gutless pawn.
Indraneel will probably say goodbye in his own way, like I said, we don't speak for each other, as most normal mature couples, we do have our own voices and are not afraid to stand up for what it true and honest, as opposed to the road often traveled that is riddled with the mobs of conformist thinking.
Please remove me from any kind of correspondence or mailing lists related to the "Bengali Community". Am an Indian first and an Indian last, associating with a group that have lost the power or common sense, decency, decorum and is not only a waste of my time, but also quite below me frankly. Wishing you all success in your endeavors ahead both in your personal and professional lives and leaving you with a vignette of what was.. and what could have been...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cqIg5LzBJoU
Sincerely,
Pritha
I stand and applaud you mighty sons and daughters of Bengal who make us proud by ensuring we live up to the typification of our kind. But then, I wonder if I am qualified to say anything significant about Bengal, given I have lived outside of Calcutta most of my adult life, am not averse to cracking politically incorrect jokes, calling spade a spade, and not having my spouse fight my battles for me. So I am not the damsel in distress kinda Bengali woman, who spends more time wondering what could have and would have been and making sure all the fingers are pointed at everyone but herself.
I personally stayed away from the "logistics" of all things cultural because I am a coward when it comes to facing the "mob" in a bengali community. For the last 12 years we have been in Utah, I have seen this community grown in strength, culture, expand in talent and then thanks to the egos of a few, come crashing down. The fact that it has happened again, is not surprising at all, simply because I predicted the incident and the causal factors a while ago and sent a friendly note of warning as some of you reading this will clearly recall.
It doesn't take long to see the fissures appear and see people start to take sides, see the hushed tones and the rumor mongering happen in ways that are pathetic and humorous at the same time. Having been here longer than most of you reading this, the writing on the wall was very clear. I am not hurt or angry because the causal factors are of no consequence to me, nor were they ever. But I am sincerely disappointed at one individual, to the point where I question my ability of being a good judge of character. YOU know who you are and in all this, it really pains me to see how the influence of outside forces can make a free spirited , intelligent human being, become a spineless, gutless pawn.
Indraneel will probably say goodbye in his own way, like I said, we don't speak for each other, as most normal mature couples, we do have our own voices and are not afraid to stand up for what it true and honest, as opposed to the road often traveled that is riddled with the mobs of conformist thinking.
Please remove me from any kind of correspondence or mailing lists related to the "Bengali Community". Am an Indian first and an Indian last, associating with a group that have lost the power or common sense, decency, decorum and is not only a waste of my time, but also quite below me frankly. Wishing you all success in your endeavors ahead both in your personal and professional lives and leaving you with a vignette of what was.. and what could have been...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cqIg5LzBJoU
Sincerely,
Pritha
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