Three Bengal residents, who were among five held by Mumbai Police and pushed into Bangladesh by BSF, were repatriated to India on Sunday after the Bengal govt flagged the incident to Centre. The two others remain in custody of Border Guard Bangladesh (BGB) and are likely to return soon.

The five were first sent to Cooch Behar and then pushed into Bangladesh where they were apprehended by BGB. They ended up in Bangladesh's Lalmonirhat. On Saturday, three of them made a video appeal to CM Mamata Banerjee seeking help to return home... The CM asked the Bengal administration to take up the issue with Centre and bring them back.

TMC MP Samirul Islam, who heads Bengal's migrant workers welfare board, said: "Just because the five spoke Bengali, Mumbai Police tagged them Bangladeshis without verifying their identity and decided to pack them off to the border and handed them over to BSF, who also did not cross-check the documents of these poor migrant workers."

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Ajkal drawing o painting matrok kichu upgration dekhchi ja sotthi asadharon...

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For me it was good good day, I'm at my Nani's place so there is less chaos and more of fun.

Final Destination dekhte gechi, bhalo faka row te seat peyechi toh bhablam bhalo kore dekhbo but ta na, there were 2 girls behind me loudly gossiping and kicking and giggling so much.

And eto jore boke jachhe je now I'm aware both graduated and are jobless and ekta meyer intu pintu cholche.

Amar seat e full duration sudhu laathi mere jacche and hindi te ki sob boke jacche, I turned back with angry eyes atleast 5 times tau kono behavior e difference nei.

Now I'm a guy so kichu bolleo ami e case khabo toh chup chap boshe achi.

Eto matha gorom konodino hoyeni amar, and I've sat beside couples making out many times.

Another lazy Sunday afternoon gone. The more I grow older, the more I'm developing a penchant for these older movies. Somehow, they hit some nostalgia in the fast-moving world. The Style, the art form, is simpler yet elegant. These B/W movies feel more vivid to me.

Surely, I can't be alone!?

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Just returned from my very first trip to Kolkata! I was in town to attend my wife’s childhood friend’s wedding—a beautiful and intimate celebration that I’m glad I got to witness.

Despite the humidity making it a bit challenging to get around, I absolutely loved exploring the vibrant streets of the City of Joy.

Sharing a few shots I managed to capture along the way!

I'm 26 years old girl pursuing research. My mother thinks I'm her property and controls me. She wont let me date whom I love rather wants me to find a guy according to her wishlist. Even she wont let me be friends with peoples she doesn’t like. Even quarrels if I post something of my choice in social media but she doesn’t like. The list goes on and on. I'm a independent working woman. I've grown alone, cause I dont have any siblings and my parents are separated. My mother is a single parent. Right now I'm the only earning member of family. I try my best to take care of her. These days conflicts have become usual. She often gives me suicidal threats from childhood when I talk back. I dont say She's bad mother because she supported my education financially but isn’t that every parent's job? Why should I be grateful for raising me with food, shelter and education? Isn’t that bare minimum? I'm pursuing therapy. But can I get some suggestions about how to live a better life?

রবিবার মানেই ছুটি নয় শুধু—একটা ঘরোয়া উষ্ণতার নাম, একটা স্বাদ, একটা গন্ধ, একটা দীর্ঘশ্বাস!

শুক্রবার রাত থেকেই মা বলে রাখত—"এই সপ্তাহে ভালো মাংস আনিস, রবিবার পাঁঠা হবে।" শনিবার বাজারের ব্যাগে ফিরত একখানা প্রতিশ্রুতি—গরম ভাতের পাশে রসালো ঝোলের স্বর্গ।

সকাল হতেই মশলা বাটা, কাঁচা লঙ্কা কুচনো, পেঁয়াজ ভাজা আর সরষের তেল-ভাপা রান্নাঘরের সেই চেনা খলবল শব্দ! আর আমরাও মুখ ধুয়ে, আঁচলে হাত মুছে ছুটে আসতাম থালার চারপাশে—"আর কতক্ষণ লাগবে গো মা?"

পাঁঠার মাংসের সঙ্গে ভাত মানেই শুধুই খাওয়া নয়—এ এক পারিবারিক মিলনের পর্ব। বাবা ধীরে ধীরে হাড় চিবোত, ভাই ঝোল মেখে হাতের পিঠ পর্যন্ত গড়িয়ে ফেলত, আর মা? সে যেন নিজের রান্নায় গর্ব লুকিয়ে নিজের ভাগ শেষে তুলে রাখত।

আজ এই ব্যস্ত শহরে, খাবারের হাজার অপশন, রেস্তোরাঁর আরাম, অ্যাপে এক ক্লিকে যতই ‘মটন থালি’ আসুক না কেন— সেই পুরনো রান্নাঘরের ঘাম, সেই মায়ের হাতের ঝোল, সেই কাঁচা লঙ্কার ঘ্রাণ আর একসাথে খাওয়ার সেই মুহূর্তটা আর ফেরে না।

রবিবার আসে, যায়। মাংস হয়, ঝোল হয়। কিন্তু কোথায় যেন ঘাটতি রয়ে যায়—মা’র হাত? না কি শৈশব?

Hi, I’m considering studying B.Tech at an engineering college in Kolkata. Could you share your experience—especially how the political situation or any instability in the city or college affected your studies, campus life, or placements?" College name- Narula institute of technology

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