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The LunchBox And Those Letters!

    Letter writing has certainly been one of the most creative streams in the field of literature. Answers to when this act of letter-writing became a part of literature, or, when intellect and creativity found a mouthpiece through this act of letter-writing are not part of the discussion here. In this piece, we try to find out the relevance of this craft in the context of the current society.                                                It is widely believed -- through evidence and records -- that lengthy conversation in an indulgent and unpretentious way paved the way for writing and sending letters to near and dear ones. Some of those texts had so much matter in them, and had so much substance in them that, over a period, these handwritten, self-composed letters became part of several historical archives and sources of research and study.   ...

Raikamal : With Pain Matures Life

                    Every ounce of pain brings an ounce of maturity. However strange this may sound, yet it is true. Someone who has not felt pain and agony has not had any substantially sensible growth. When sensibility has not managed to grow the person has not managed to get matured. Today in InDepth, I take up a story as our subject. A story in which we try to explore a life; a life which is distinct and singular, a life which is that of a girl. We read about her pains and we take a look at her rather unique journey. The associated romance is just a background character. Finally, in the end, we try to agree if the protagonist attained her much needed maturity or if she failed.                    Somewhere in Bengal lies a village of Hindu Vaishnavas. Vaishnavas, or the followers of  Lord Vishnu, are nomads, travelling from one place to another, from one village to another,...