THE WIZARD OF OZ

I saw a delightful movie - on The Wizard of Oz - two days ago, in the evening (IST), on Feb 6, 2017. I cannot recall if the movie was shown on STAR MOVIES or HBO or some other movie channel.

The reason I am giving these details is that I find that there are SO MANY versions of The Wizard of Oz that I am totally confused! And I cannot locate that film coz I do not remember the exact name of the TV film I saw! But I guess the film I saw on TV is the latest version and so is not yet available for free!

I think that the Wizard of Oz in the TV film I saw (probably the latest of all the films about the Wizard) - the Magician hero who rescues the world - is a symbol of God in human form and that the film is about how He rescues the oppressed and helpless people by destroying Satan who committed suicide in panic a few years ago when he got scared of God.

Everyone in every country will enjoy watching The Wizard of Oz film I saw.

Of course, the REAL - not reel - film on Me, the three "hippies" Y, Z, Ms. Z, and Ms. X, etc. - is the greatest film of all time!

Kishalay Sinha [G]

আজকাল unethical females রা সারাদিন গোপনে কি ভাবে ? আচ্ছা, আমি কেমন করে বলব ? আমি কি Omniscient? ও তাই নাকি ? আমি কি সত্যি জানি না ? আমি সর্বসমক্ষে অপ্রিয় সত্য বলতে চাই না ! সত্য হোক অপ্রিয় হোক বলে ফেললে সবাই বাধিত হতাম ৷ তাহলে বলি - এদের সবার মাথা খারাপ হয়েছে ! তবে সেটা কি আমার দোষ ? আমি এদের সবার মনে  অনৈতিক কামনা উস্কে দিয়েছি ! কি প্রমাণ ?

কিশলয় সিনহা [ভ]

বহু বছর আগে I had a strange all-night trance যখন আমি UIUC (University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign) এর university hostel for male and female (!) research and post graduate students এ আমার room এ ছিলাম - হয়ত 3rd floor বা 4th floor এ - আর যখন ভোরে আমার ঘুম ভাঙল, জানালা দিয়ে নীচে দেখলাম রাস্তায় বরফ - আমি excited হয়ে feel করেছিলাম:

I have solved the universe!

(which is true)

আর

আমি বাবা কৃষ্ণকে beat করেছি in the matter of romance ! - অর্থাৎ আমার অজস্র - infinite?  - (illicit) প্রেমিকা হবে !

(this is very doubtful)

আমি Ph. D. student ছিলাম in the UIUC department of physiology and biophysics, "Cynthia" ছিল student in the department of architecture - UIUC telephone directory থেকে জেনেছিলাম - মেয়েটির সঙ্গে দেখা হয় নি যদিও মেয়েটির room was almost opposite My room on the other side of the corridor - আমি গোপনে ওর room এর message pad এ দেখেছিলাম the following messages:

Oops!

তারপর:

After all, I suffered for you today!

আর finally:

Don't forget your [Your] keys!

For details, read My short story "Cynthia" published in melange, the Sunday magazine of The Sentinel - you will find it if you search My public gmails.

In the UIUC graduate (M.S. / M.A. / Ph. D.) dormitory / hostel, male students lived singly or with another male student, similarly the girls lived alone or with another girl - it was NOT a "living together" hostel. (I stayed alone in My room.) আজ পর্যন্ত জানলাম না "Cynthia" মেয়েটি কে ছিল ! আমার ধর্মপত্নী আমাকে বলে মেয়েটি নিশ্চয় স্থূলকায় black female ছিল আর ও নাকি ওর message pad এ keys লিখে নি - লিখেছিল kiss! Don't forget Your kiss! আমি কখন Cynthia কে kiss করলাম ? আমি তাকে ত কখনো চোখে দেখিনি ! কেবল ওর (brief) গল্প শুনেছি (a la কিশোর কুমার ) অৰ্থাৎ কেবল ওর name - এখন মনে হচ্ছে সম্পূর্ণ গাঁজাখুরী নাম - Cynthia Katherine Hammonds - আর phone number - কোনদিন phone করিনি - কি দরকার - why waste time - আর কোন department এর ছাত্রী - UIUC department of architecture - - a la Ayn Rand novel: THE FOUNTAINHEAD - about the  hero Howard something - My research guide at UIUC was kind-hearted Prof. Howard S. Ducoff... In fact আমার student life এ - school college university life এ - India তে বা America তে - আমি কোনদিন কোন female কে kiss করি নি !  

Was mysterious UIUC girl "Cynthia" the same as My sweet female classmate "Marian" (?) in M.S. math course at UIC (University of Illinois at Chicago)? Is she related to "hippy" Z? Eve?

Kishalay Sinha [G]

Many songs of Lata etc. are very tedious, no thanks to poor lyrics and poor tunes.

***

At Ravi Hotel, Bombay / Mumbai many years ago:

G: I want to find out why people grow old and why people die.

Z: You think you could solve this problem?

G: We could try.

***

G (arrogant and conceited monologue / monolg inside room, when I am alone): B. sits next to a stranger! In My presence! In front of her would-be husband! Shameless hussy! (Pause...) I still love M... M and B! M's parents probably have already engaged her to be married to somebody.

(Soliloquy repeated.)

***

G (reading aloud CORRECT SPELLING MADE EASY by Norman Lewis): ... Let's pretend that My wife's name is Mary....

***

Y: What do you think of family planning?

G: Silly, isn't ?

(I was a young bachelor - I never had pre-marital sex - I was very inexperienced in the matter of sex and so it was very foolish of Me to ask that rhetorical question whose answer was very obvious I thought at that time.)

At Matunga Police Station:

Police officer: Any complaint?

G: No complaint.

Silence.

G (cautiously): I would like to meet the dad of Ms. X.

Police officer: Address?

I gave that guy's home address which was about 2000 miles from Mumbai.

Silence.

I chose another approach to find out if the police were on My side or were siding with My enemies whoever they were; I divined in a flash of inspiration two or three days later that evil and cunning Satan ("God") and his gang of human-looking male and female aliens ("gods" and "goddesses") were the invisible enemies of the human race:

G: I think I have offended his daughter [Ms. X].

Police officer (in anger): Why, what have you done? Fucked her?

G: No.

Police officer: Then? Listen. You are an educated man. India is an independent country. Fight back!

G: Thank you.

And I went out of Matunga police station into the night, determined to FIGHT BACK and WIN! That night I slept on the footpath in Matunga with a homeless beggar who gave Me one or two bananas to eat because I was penniless and hungry. Next day I went back by bus to Bombay / Mumbai and HIT BACK HARD and have destroyed Satan and his gang of aliens step by step patiently over the following years.

Kishalay Sinha [G]

The N-word

My very first encounter with "hippy" Z inside our shared room at Ravi Hotel:

Z: What do you think of beggars in India?

G: I once attended an after-dinner speech by an American professor at St. Stephen's College, Delhi. An Indian student quoted Life magazine saying how ill-treated Negroes were in America. The professor gave a nice reply. He said: "Negroes in America are far more comfortable than beggars in India."

Z: What do you mean, "comfort"?

G: They have food and housing.

Z: No.

G: No?

Z: No.

G: Too bad.

(I didn't know that Negro was the unmentionable N-word until I was given this cautionary information in Chicago ten years later by My cousin who lived with his engineer uncle at Oak Park, Chicago.)

***

Another tough encounter with hippy Z:

Z: What do you think of the Bangladesh War?

G: ... the brutality and the bestiality of war.

Z: Would you like to make a prophecy?

G: The ordinary report tends to be biased, prejudiced, one-sided. I wouldn't like to prophesy on such meagre evidence.

Z: You are a Muslim?

G (loudly, violent anger in My voice): I am a Hindu !

Then, deafening silence ... the over-sarcastic hippy Z stunned and speechless at My ferocity.

Kishalay Sinha [G]