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President’s Message
Dear BAGC Extended family,
Another Year, another Decade !!! Another Team, another turn to enrich, empower,
endear our community. Time for 2020 Executive Committee to get into action for
our own BAGC.
Congratulations and thanks to the 2019 President and Executive Committee for
giving us (BAGC) a fantastic and memorable 2019.
Nurturing, assimilating, rejuvenating is never an easy task, however meaningful.
But we stand strong in this pledge. As they say, the only way to do anything
meaningful, is to plan energetically, perform earnestly and dare to take a challenge
for betterment.
Together we will try to live up to your expectations and create new ones, take our
cherished BAGC further and stand by our extended family through thick and thin.
Let's make Banga Bhaban, our community home and hub, more vibrant by involving our own members of all ages. We
will try to improve and enhance through more technology, more communication, much passion and hearty good will.
And we will do all these together, as the One Big Family that we are.

Dcwbl`-Gi KvjRqx gnvgš¿, ÒP‰i‡ewZ, P‰i‡ewZÓ, g‡b co‡Q Lye|

Rxeb Pwjòz|
Avmyb GwM‡q hvB fvjevmvq, wek¦v‡m |
Wishing each and every BAGC family member, excellent Health, untold Happiness and choicest Prosperity in the 2020
New Year and thereafter !!!

Jayanta Mukherjee
President – BAGC 2020
On Behalf of Executive Committee, BAGC 2020

– Disclaimer –
Articles in Samaj Sambad are obtained from individual members. The editors are not responsible for the content of these articles.
Opinions expressed in these articles are solely those of the contributors and not necessarily representative of BAGC.
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Saraswati's Wrath
Souvik Dutta
sarasvati namasyāmi cētanāṃ hṛdi samṣthitām |
kaṇṭhasthāṃ padmayōniṃ tvāṃ hrīnk̇ārāṃ
supriyāṃ sadā ||
~ Saraswati Stotra by Brihaspati,
verse 1, Rudrayamala
I bow in humility to Saraswati who resides as
consciousness in our heart lotus. May She
reside in our throat for eternity as the ever-pleasing
smiling goddess, born out of our pure heart.
Saraswati is always imagined as the ever-smiling,
benevolent goddess, but She also has a darker side to
Her. When Prakriti is unknown, wild, untamed, She is
imagined as Kali. When the same Prakriti evokes
instincts within life (jeeva) and tries to woo it, She
becomes Parvati. When the same Prakriti provides
bounty as minerals and food, She becomes Lakshmi.
When the same Prakriti is realized, understood and
comprehended, She becomes Saraswati.
Saraswati is one of the Tridevi, She is one of the
Triveni, and She is also one of the Trinadi. As a Tridevi,
She provides wisdom, learning and gives humanity
speech and language. As Triveni, She cleanses the
impurity of the mind and fills it with thoughts that help
Her devotees overcome their animal nature. As Trinadi,
She balances the human body between active (taking)
and passive (giving) phases.
While the wrath of Shakti is evident in nature as
natural calamities, and while the wrath of Lakshmi is
evident as bad produce and diseased crops, the wrath of
Saraswati can be very profound as well. Saraswati rarely
curses and Her punishments are very subtle. However,
when Her devotees are insulted or treated unfairly, Her
wrath can be very intense.
We have a story of Kumbhakarna from the
Ramayana. Ravana, Kumbhakarna and Vivishana were
performing their severe tapas to please Prajapati
Brahma. Brahma finally appeared and asked them what
they wanted. Vivishana asked for wisdom and Brahma
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granted him that along with a long life. Ravana asked for
the boon that no human could kill him, since he did not
consider humans fit to kill a rakshasa like him. Brahma
granted him the boon. Kumbhakarna wanted to ask for
the indra-asana, but the gods requested Saraswati to
twist his words, adversely impacting his speech so that
he, instead, uttered “nidra-asana,” meaning "eternal
sleep." Thus, he was granted eternal sleep and only one
day in the year when he would wake up. In fact, if he was
ever woken untimely from his sleep that would be his
last day on Earth. That is exactly what happened.
A single slip of the tongue can have huge
repercussions. Yudhishthira was the epitome of wisdom
and knowledge as well as dharma. During the war of
Kurukshetra, he uttered one lie – “Ashwathama gata”
and silently uttered “iti gaja,” meaning Ashwathama is
killed in the battle but that Ashwathama is an elephant.
This one lie caused Yudhisthira to visit patala (hell)
where he had to witness the suffering of his siblings and
spouse.
Stuti is praise, ninda is criticism, and both are
stemming from Vak, the goddess of which is Saraswati.
Both stuti and ninda affect the atma (soul) of an
individual, and while one uplifts it, the other belittles its
potency.
In the cold and chilly morning, a warm shower is
very desirable and similarly, on a hot and humid
afternoon, a cool breeze refreshes the mind and the
body. However, if the chilly breeze hits us on a freezing
night and hot water is poured on us in a humid afternoon,
the mind and body will not enjoy it. Saraswati, in Her
wrath, can place us in circumstances where the flow of
rhythm is out-of-phase with our mental state and
existence, and such a punishment can indeed be severe
to the mind.
An example from the Mahabharata perhaps can
really do justice to the extent of Saraswati's wrath. The
sarathi of Arjun was Krishna and on the 16th and 17th
day of the war, when Karna entered the battlefield, his
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sarathi was Shalya Raj. Whereas Krishna did
everything to boost the confidence of Arjuna with His
words, Shalya did everything in his capacity to break the
confidence of Karna with his words. The lie that Karna
lived to gain knowledge from his Guru, Parashurama,
returned back to him like the wrath of Saraswati through
the words of Shalya.
Words can make or break a person. They can make
someone's true to potential thrive or kill it. Speech has to
be used wisely as it is a powerful tool given to us by
Saraswati. Her blessing can make a petty thief like
Valmiki a wise composer of the Ramayana, and Her
wrath can make Kumbhakarna sleep for life, or punish
Karna for his actions.
May we always continue to be blessed by Saraswati's
unending divine grace.

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Acknowledgements
Front Cover : Ananya Bhattacharya
Front Inside Cover : Sharon Dhali
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Dear Rabindranath . . . . for the younger BAGC reader!

by a hard core fan, Susim Munshi.

I live, I dream, I die, I am reborn, I fall in love.

Everyday. Several times a day. Within an hour. A
half hour. So profound is my relationship with Rabindra
Sangeet. As you read this, I hope I can inspire you to
become a fan of Rabindranath Tagore.
My mother used to sing for a long stretch in the late
afternoon. At times accompanying herself on the
harmonium. I helped her turn the pages of her Gitabitan,
worn and frayed with use. At other times she sat
slumped in her green colored wicker chair. Her
Gitabitan stayed closed in her lap. Staring out at the
Ganges flowing along some fifty yards from her
window. The songs she chose then were bitter sweet.
They were her best. Still at other times she asked my
father and I to join in as she rehearsed the songs from a
dance drama her Primary Division students were to
perform at the concert. Tasher Desh was their favorite.
My life is sprinkled with Rabindra Sangeet. Like a
birthday cake with red, green, yellow sprinkles. Like the
extra large helping of Red Mango yogurt with sprinkles
of heath bar, MnMs, fruity bubbles. Be convinced that
Rabindra Sangeet comes in every flavor available just as
in Baskin Robbins! It's very refreshing like an extra
large cup of slushy from a 7Eleven! There is a
Rabindrasangeet for every occasion. Making Bengai
birthdays, graduations, engagements, weddings more
colorful! There is at least one Rabindra Sangeet for
every second, every minute, every heartbeat, every
adventure! For a Romeo and Juliet. For a King Lear. For
Love in the time of Cholera. For A Day in the Life of
Ivan Denisovich. For a Good Earth. For a Central Park
Five. For a Talahese Coates. For a Don Quixote. I find it
even in Luke Skywalker, Harry Potter and Katniss
Everdeen. I am well read, well listened, well watched.
Everywhere I turn there is a Rabindra Sangeet tugging at
my heart and ringing in my ear.
Rabindranath's achievements were many; a very
versatile man of letters. Painting with his words. Words
that sang and danced across the page. The song of a
dying swan. The song of a doe eyed maiden. The song of
a minstrel on a winding, dusty, red clay road. A road
where men sang and marched to freedom. Setting a
nation free. Urging others to follow - “Where the mind is
without fear and the head is held high, Into that heaven
of freedom, my father, Let my country awake.” The
fervor of his words and the measure of his songs were so
strong that two nations adopted his songs to be their
national anthems. For posterity. For India - “Jana Gana
Mana”; For Bangladesh - “Amar Sonar Bangla.”
So, if you haven't yet been introduced to the most
famous of all bards that our nation, our race, our
community has ever had, pick up a Gora, a Hungry
Stones, Shyama, or a Bhanu Singher Podabali and revel
in the joys of meeting the one and only Rabindranath
Tagore. Nobel Laureate of 1913. After all he is the
Bengali literary giant of all times. One who could
imagine and write about the intimate relationship
between a little, frail and pretty Kolkata Bengali girl,
Mini, and a fierce and imposing Kabuliwallah from
Afghanistan. Oh, what magic there was in a handful of
delicate "mewa", or dried nuts and raisins! You must
read Kabuliwallah to discover other secrets hidden in
his “jhola”, a cloth carrying bag slung over the
shoulders. Once I played the part of the “Doiwala” in
Dakghar when attending grade school. I brought Amal
the best dairy products everyday. Hoping to make him
healthy and strong again. Up to this day I sing to my
children, my nephews and nieces, and hope one day to
sing for my grandchildren as well, “Doi chai go doi
chai”. As a Bengali you do love “doi!” It's so much
improved when you learn the song and read Amal's
story! Don't wait. As far as I know they are all easily
available on the Internet! Amal, and Mini, and Gora, and
Rabindranath. Just a Rabindra click away!! BTW, if you
are looking for some Rabindranath guidance, for say a
school assignment or a performance, simply ask your
parents and other family members. They have
Rabindranath in their genes. So do you. Waiting to be
discovered!
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Announcement

A ngshuman and Puja Gooptu are proud to announce the birth

of their second son, Vivek Ranjan, on November 5, 2019.
A brother for Vishnu. A nephew for Ishani and Sidharth Prakash,
and Abhishek and Namoshri Mukherjee. A grandson for Debasish
and Chandrima Gooptu, and Sambhu and Ruma Mukhopadhyay.

POUSH PARBON
On 18th of January, 2020 finally it was that time of the year to
enjoy “pithe”, “nolen gurer payesh”, “kachuri aloor dum” and
many more. BAGC invited all its members for the event
POUSH PARBON. We celebrated the day with plethora of
Bengali delicacies followed by cultural program. Food was
sold at nominal rate in the event. The money raised from the
event would be used for our operating cost of Banga Bhavan.
The event was a huge success.
Appreciation
Our very own Dipankar Mukhopadhyay
spent ten weeks in Bhutan and Nepal as a
medical volunteer. What a spirit! He will
be back to Chicago on February 3 after
being away for 18 weeks.
Welcome back!

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Few Art Pieces
Maya (Banerjee) Menezes, Age 6 yrs

She is proud to have “perfected” her coloring This piece is completely her creation of a chocolate
ability. This is her new hobby which she pursues cone with “kitty cat” made of strawberry ice cream
spontaneously whether we are at home or driving! wrapped in peach cream! This ice cream captures
some of her favorite things in life.

This piece is a craft work representing the “turkey man” when asked
what does Thanksgiving mean you her!
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My experience with Tile Painting!

Ananya Biswas

Did you ever tile paint before ? Well I did ! And I am

going to tell you about my experience. It will all take
about half an hour.
First. I thought it looked bad, but it turned out good.
Here are some steps to tile paint:
1. Buy a 6 × 6 inch white glazed tile.
2. Buy a pack of sharpies, with colors, red,
orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, pink,
brown, and black.
3. Buy ‘Rubbing alcohol’ (also called 'Isopropyl
Alcohol')
4. Make sure you have a dropper. If you don’t
then use cotton balls.
5. Start by using the sharpies and color the whole
tile. WARNING! Do not use black or brown
colors.
6. Next, use the dropper or the cotton balls to put
the rubbing alcohol in between the colors to
make a special effect. And then let it dry

7. Use the black sharpie to draw a picture

(anything you want!). Pictures that are in black
but with a colorful background are called
‘Silhouettes’.
This is how you can try ‘Tile Painting’. It may be
hard at first, so make sure you have a parent or guardian
around to help you. After you are done, wash your hands
really well.
I hope you like the first tile painting that I did
following the above steps!
Many thanks to Piyas Mashi (Piyas Bhattacharya)
for teaching me about tile painting!
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Save Earth from harm_E-card
Adrita Datta, Age 11 yrs
H i! My name is Adrita Bhattacharya. Here
above, is an E-card which I made recently that
shows how we can save our Earth from climate change
and global warming. As you know, we need a lot of steel
to make cars and other products that we want for our
lifestyle. For example bridges, skyscrapers, appliances,
utensils, medical/surgical implant devices etc. Most
things we need for our lives are all made from steel but,
did you know that steel making requires coal (a source
of carbon) which causes global warming tremendously!
The more carbon is used the more CO2 goes up into the
atmosphere. You can see the impact of global warming
in the Australian bush fires, fires in the Amazon
Rainforest, and in the California wild fires. We all can
prevent these disasters from occurring by using three
techniques that I described in the drawing: (1) There is
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Carbon Capture Storage (CCS), which means that we
can make the steel in regular way with carbon (coal)
then capture the resulting carbon-di-oxide and store it
under the ground. (2) Then there is Electrolysis, which
means that we can split the oxygen and iron with a
strong current and get plain iron to make cars. (3) The
last way is to break the iron-oxygen bond and use
hydrogen instead of coal/carbon. You get iron and pure
water as a byproduct and not the bad carbon-di-oxide.
Thank You!
Note: The e-card won a $100 prize at a competition
in my dad's office (ArcelorMittal) who makes lots of
steel and they are trying to use one of the three
alternative ways to make environment-friendly and
responsible steel. They also made a big poster out of this
drawing and displayed it on the office wall.
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Arna Senapati, Age 9 yrs

Asha Sengupta, Age 8 yrs

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My First Day of Middle School

Prameet Guha, 11 Years

I t was August 19th, my first day of middle

school! The name of my middle school is
Scullen Middle School. When I went inside the school, I
Now it was time for lunch. All of the 6th graders
were rushing towards the lunchroom. I saw some more
familiar faces. I already made many new friends. Their
felt lost because the school was so huge! I went upstairs names are Salil, Om, Arav, and Abinav. I sat next to them
to look for my classroom but it wasn't there. So I went during lunch. Something that seemed amusing to us was
downstairs. There I had to ask two teachers then I found that almost one-fourth of the lunchroom was filled with
my classroom. a line of kids who are trying to get pretzels. There were
When I finally entered my first class my teacher also some announcements given by the principal during
gave me an ID card. My ID card had my name, my lunch.
picture, and my student ID code. I quickly found my seat Soon, we had our social studies class. There we
and sat down. I was relieved to find my classroom. Then watched a video from the CNN 10 news channel. My
I looked around at all the posters in the classroom. teacher told us that at the end of each CNN 10 video
Suddenly I saw a very familiar face. His name is there is a funny part. Then we discussed what we might
Rehaan! He was waving to me. I was very happy to see be learning about in social studies this unit.
him. Rehaan and I both moved this year. That's why we
are the only kids in the whole building that came from Next, we had an essential technology class. During
May Watts Elementary School. During ELA we played a that class, we discussed what we might be learning in
game called blobs and lines. We had to stand in a line if that class. Then we did a bingo activity and our goal was
the number of the question was surrounded by a line. We to learn at least two new names. It turned out that some
had to stand in groups of blobs if the question number of the kids were cheating, but they still got caught. I had
was surrounded by blobs. The game took up most of our fun playing this game.
ELA time. Afterward, we had our health class. The teacher
Next, we had our math class. There I met a new said that he was very strict but he ended up being very
teacher. In math class, we made name
tags. After that, we played another
game called Blurt. In the game Blurt,
we had two teams. The teacher would
say a random definition and
whichever team said the word that
matches the definition first, wins. At
the end of class, our team won by a
tremendous amount of points. This
made me think that middle school will
be fun.
Soon we had our science class.
There I met another teacher. During
science class, we went over the rules
about our Chromebooks that will be
given later. Then we labeled our
science notebooks from pages 1
through 100.
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funny. During health class, we talked about the three
most important parts of our health; social health,
physical health, and mental health. We were also talking
about what we might do this quarter.
My last class of the day was the band class. During
band class, I saw many instruments around the room.
We even got our locker in the band room. The
instrument I chose was percussion. We talked about
what instruments and accessories we needed to buy. I
was very excited to start playing the snare drum but she
said we could only play it next week.
Some good things about middle school are that we
get our locker. This place is like our small closet. I also
got to choose my instrument that I wanted to play which
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was percussion. I wanted to play percussion since I
heard that you could choose an instrument in middle
school. Another thing is that the teachers in this school
are very funny.
Something that I didn't like is that we didn't have
much space to open and get things out of our locker.
Also, the hallways are very crowded which makes it
very hard to get from class to class. Another big problem
is that there is gum almost everywhere like under
lockers, under chairs, 5under desks, on window sills,
etc. I even accidentally touched one!
Overall, I thought that the first day of my middle
school was very fun. I'm looking forward to tomorrow
and get back to school again.
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Tribute to Baba
Sujata De (Babi)
M y Baba is Kalyan Kumar De, or Kalyan Da as
many of you know him. He passed away on
Christmas Day this past year. For the most part I have
accepted it. As if we have a choice in the matter? Sometimes
it is still a little hard to believe he is actually gone. I still
sometimes feel that he's going to call me and ask me what am I
doing or did I do this or that? Baba's funeral services were on
Sunday December 29th. I spoke there. In my grief and
anguish, I put more emphasis on the stressful events, which
had occurred in the two weeks prior to bring us to that point. I
truly felt they needed mentioning at the time. Now I would
like to take the opportunity to share some other aspects about
Baba and his life, as well as some of his life's work.
Baba was by far the most academically brilliant amongst
all of his siblings. As far back as I can remember as a child,
and from even before I was born, we have always known that,
in addition to being our father, Baba has been like a father
figure to all his younger siblings. Decade after decade,
quietly, tirelessly, ceaselessly, he has seen through all of their
education, as well as their weddings to see that they were well
established. Furthermore, he has seen to the education of all
of the children of most of his siblings, as well as most of their
weddings. In a couple of cases, he has supported entire
households for decades. I don't say it lightly when I say that
he has been their father figure. All of them acknowledge it as
well. At this time, I felt this required acknowledgement in
writing.
Speaking of writing, Baba liked to write. Much more
than I ever knew. He self-published a book of poems entitled
Shroddhanjali in the early 1990s as a hobby. He's written
many times in BAGC publications through the years.
Recently I have found writings of Baba's that we never knew
anything about. There may be other writings I have not
discovered yet. However, his almost sole focus and passion
for the last fifteen or so years has been the legacy of Subhas
Chandra Bose, Netaji, India's great freedom fighter. By
Baba's estimation, which by the way was the result of
extensive research over decades, Subhas Chandra Bose was
the actual critical figure who ended British colonial rule in
India. To Baba, Netaji was the true Father of India. Though
Baba has hundreds of books on the subject, one major source
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was Peter Ward Fay's The Forgotten Army. So much so that
Baba self-financed that book's translation and publication in
Hindi and Bengali, as well as working to ensure its
distribution and accessibility to the younger generations. He
also reached out to leaders from the various states of India to
encourage them to translate the story of Netaji into their
respective languages. In 2018, Baba authored and self-
published a book entitled Netaji Subhas in Bengali. To my
knowledge, which is limited because Baba did not always
divulge all that he was doing regarding Netaji, he had
numerous contacts, more likely hundreds, on the subject, with
whom he was in fairly regular contact. There were definitely
works and efforts he was engaged in that I have no specific
knowledge on.
For the last several years Baba and Ma have been going
to India around the holidays. During every one of these visits,
Baba went to Delhi and gave lectures on Netaji, as well as
meeting with others who have shared in the efforts. I attended
a couple of these myself in Kolkata during a visit in 2013.
Baba told me himself that his work was all solely aimed
towards establishing Subhas Chandra Bose's legacy as the
true Father of India. I found out recently that Baba had even
been able to arrange a meeting with Prime Minister Modi to
discuss establishing Netaji's birthday as a national holiday.
Due to poor health, Baba had not been able to make the India
trip this past year. He would never get to that meeting he had
worked so hard to arrange. I am only thankful that Baba was
able to do the things he wanted and maintain his independence
to the end. My only regret is the suffering he endured during
the last two weeks of his life in the hospital. I would do
anything to take that away.
One more thing I would like to acknowledge here is my
situation. This undoubtedly caused Baba more than a little
grief. He definitely wanted to see me happily remarried and
more established in life. Neither of these occurred while he
lived. I know he is watching now. Likely no longer filled
with anxiety or worry or a sense of burden, but more likely
with amusement to see what I get up to. I know he is at peace
and in the best hands now. This fact gives me the strength to
rectify the situation and see what the rest of life has in store.
Perhaps even give Baba something to smile about.
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Language of Saraswati
Indrani Mondal

It is very white here now

snowflakes hugging gnarled, bare branches
smothering soil and street,
all hues soaked up by swirling snow winds.
Could this be the advent of Mahasweta
the complete white
unspoilt by ravages of stormy passion
and indiscriminate utterance?
Pure in enunciation
profound in sense?
Yet cold and unfeeling?

But it was different there, where I just came from

golden color splashed on blue skies
by a riotous tropical sun,
alighting playfully on golden chrysanthemums
golden beaks of talkative mynahs,
touching wraps and saris with resplendent yellow,
even in fragrant mustard curry adorning simple fish with gold.
The promise of Vasant, spring in everyday life,
adored as a Golden Girl of warm wit and talent, Vasanti,
in artistic, pith alters of all shapes and sizes.

Is all this Saraswati,

drawing into
one world of perception,
different hemispheres,
different seasons,
different shades and sounds of expression,
ready to articulate
the perfect Word
in the one true language
born from this cauldron of life
but unconditioned, unmutated by it?
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