I was entering the room of the practising psychiatrist Dr Sanjay Bannerjee.
-" Hello Boudi!"
-" Hello Bannerjeeda! I am desparately looking for some help", I told
-Doctor looked at me . His attention shifted from the paperweight.
-"What Boudi? Ask me no?"
-"Bannerjeeda, I want to do a research. But I know nobody around who can help me."
His eyes became relaxed. " Oh-- hoh, only this much? Surely I will Boudi."
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I came out of his chamber when somebody from the front desk came and announced "Dada is looking for you."
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My husband came out of his chair and called, " Come with me , at once," I could not keep up with his pace. He was running straight in to the room of Dr Bannerjee.
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Dr Bannerjee was slowly breaking into a laugh.
" Samirda, Dont worry. Boudi wants to do a research. Thats nice. At least, at this age, she doesn't want to take a lesson in vocal classical." He winked. Now both of them laughed. Samir was relaxed to know that his wife is not mental. I kind of got annoyed at the mention of classical music. But I had to digest. Dr Sanjay Bannerjee is going to help me in this pursuit.
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Very carefully I crossed the road. Yes, I have come to meet Dr Snehangshu Dasgupta, Professor emeritus of Applied Psychology at Rajabajar Science College. A feel of sudden elevation made me take the decision to avoid lift. I ran up the stairs as if I am again a twentyone years student.
There he was. At the cornermost room on the third floor of this historic building. I bowed a little and tried to sound like a normal human, but couldn't. He was a man in his sixties and in perfect perception of what was going on. I could hear him say - "take a seat first." His eyes were more like a father than a stranger.
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I was a little disappointed when Dr Dasgupta told that I should do my research on a topic related to my mother subject, commerce. Otherwise it won't be of much significance. The beauty lies in his not questioning my background or not being curious about my sudden love for education. His first guidance was to direct me to meet Dr sudipti Banerjee for further assistance. I was a bit stubborn about being guided by Dr Dasgupta in any possible way. He smiled back indulgently and told- "yes, I will be the cosupervisor". I was surprised to see the look of confidence in his eyes. How could he be so sure about me on the very first day!
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Very carefully I crossed the road. Yes, I have come to meet Dr Snehangshu Dasgupta, Professor emeritus of Applied Psychology at Rajabajar Science College. A feel of sudden elevation made me take the decision to avoid lift. I ran up the stairs as if I am again a twentyone years student.
There he was. At the cornermost room on the third floor of this historic building. I bowed a little and tried to sound like a normal human, but couldn't. He was a man in his sixties and in perfect perception of what was going on. I could hear him say - "take a seat first." His eyes were more like a father than a stranger.
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I was a little disappointed when Dr Dasgupta told that I should do my research on a topic related to my mother subject, commerce. Otherwise it won't be of much significance. The beauty lies in his not questioning my background or not being curious about my sudden love for education. His first guidance was to direct me to meet Dr sudipti Banerjee for further assistance. I was a bit stubborn about being guided by Dr Dasgupta in any possible way. He smiled back indulgently and told- "yes, I will be the cosupervisor". I was surprised to see the look of confidence in his eyes. How could he be so sure about me on the very first day!
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