SOWMEN MITTER | সৌমেন মিটার

Circa 2009/10. Yes, these intelligent scoundrels exercised their democratic rights that day by aiding and abetting the terror machine that left hundreds of socially marginalized Left activists gruesomely mutilated and killed, many of whose corpses were left to rot for days on end without being attended to for a dignified farewell.  Yes, these self-important members of the so-called civil society were certainly decisive in their posturing at that time, and later, effusive in celebrating and presiding over the decimation or "demise" of the Left in Bengal. In collusion with the deep state and vested interests of all sorts and hues - ranging from the saffron or ochre to the deep "revolutionary" scarlet red! 😀  And now, when one of these clever ravens - known for his freewheeling 'conscience-keeping' - is again opening up to state who is "confused" - u know he is again out to scavenge for carrion flesh. Yes, my use of the phrase is deliberate. Corpses...

Very few people outside of my immediate family know that I was nicknamed 'Bapu' after the Father of the Nation, for which I constantly bore a grudge against my father throughout my entire youth and even afterwards until it no longer mattered. My father was a man of the Left, very much a politically oriented man; though, as I realise now, abject poverty and familial obligations had compelled him to withdraw himself from activism. But I'd rather not dwell on that part now. Early youth saw me gradually being drawn into political activism in student and youth fronts where, for no particular reason, I found myself hating the colossus for being 'a Congressi', for not having condemned the hanging of Bhagat Singh "the way he should have." My father never bothered to explain to me why he adored the "half-naked fakir" so much, nor was it cool in those days for the Bengali youngsters to be adoring anybody but Netaji Subhas Chandra Bose for the l...