I am having a feeling that Bill, Bill Clinton that is, might just take an emergency flight and come down to Dallas to hob knob with the BADFW executive committee! After Subhasish, our esteemed President, running for the position for the third, fourth, fifth or maybe the seventh time (I have lost count!) and of course, doing a fine job at it, a question lingered in my mind. Has Bipasha, the one and only lawyer in our midst, helped Subhasish tweak the Articles of the Constitution (BADFW) to facilitate Subhasish to run for the sixth time, no the eigth time? Whatever!
So this has caused Bill to ask -- "Can we do that" --- the tweaking of the term limit, I mean. So, when Bill visits Dallas I plead to the executive committee to allow me to take Bill around in my Lexus though I do not have "charsho tirish" or is it "charsho shaath" like Koustuv's.
N.B. Subhasish, please do not think that I am alluding in any way, to you for not running for Presidentship next year.
Friday, October 17, 2008
Making it to the A-list
This is what I wrote (did not send out to them) after an email exchange beween a BADFW mail between Sasvata and Parthoda/Subho regarding Tuku's pics. in the website.
This year Kushal and I have had the privilege of getting photographed by Tuku. I finally have a feeling of I made the "A-list" or rather, now I belong to the 'homra-chomra club :) Every year when I glanced through the album my heart yearned for one of those pictures-- sitting in the table eating khichuri bhog and looking at Tuku's camera with a look -- "I made it this year!
Though I have to admit that in 19 years no one had accomplished to get a decent picture of ours together. Tuku has achieved that feat. We look half way decent in one of his pictures. I know you must have "what-makes-her-think-she-is better-in-person" feeling but what the heck, I have an elevated self image of myself!
Yes, the gory details -- I can only comment on our pictures (I would love to say a few things on my dearest friends but I think I am going to keep my mouth shut). As I squinted my eyes and peered into our picture I saw the undulating landscape running through my countenance. The holes, valleys and the plains -- are they signs of my aging or I had these all along? The less I say about the angles and the drooping skin, better it is. Never knew my face could be a lesson in geography and geometry!
Everything said and done, Tuku you have achieved the unachievable -- finally a photograph which can be handed down to our grand kids (I can visualize this picture hanging in Rupsha's living room and she telling her children -- there is my mom and dad with a proud smile from ear to ear). Thank god for Tuku's portrait of us or else we would have gone down in the generations to come with the blame "this is why I look ugly"!
This year Kushal and I have had the privilege of getting photographed by Tuku. I finally have a feeling of I made the "A-list" or rather, now I belong to the 'homra-chomra club :) Every year when I glanced through the album my heart yearned for one of those pictures-- sitting in the table eating khichuri bhog and looking at Tuku's camera with a look -- "I made it this year!
Though I have to admit that in 19 years no one had accomplished to get a decent picture of ours together. Tuku has achieved that feat. We look half way decent in one of his pictures. I know you must have "what-makes-her-think-she-is better-in-person" feeling but what the heck, I have an elevated self image of myself!
Yes, the gory details -- I can only comment on our pictures (I would love to say a few things on my dearest friends but I think I am going to keep my mouth shut). As I squinted my eyes and peered into our picture I saw the undulating landscape running through my countenance. The holes, valleys and the plains -- are they signs of my aging or I had these all along? The less I say about the angles and the drooping skin, better it is. Never knew my face could be a lesson in geography and geometry!
Everything said and done, Tuku you have achieved the unachievable -- finally a photograph which can be handed down to our grand kids (I can visualize this picture hanging in Rupsha's living room and she telling her children -- there is my mom and dad with a proud smile from ear to ear). Thank god for Tuku's portrait of us or else we would have gone down in the generations to come with the blame "this is why I look ugly"!
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