Jeet Bhattacharya

It was insignificant enough to pay heed to solitary finitude of the place. Barely ten feet by eight.  I could glimpse the Aurora Australis , for our eyes were droopy enough to persist the Heroine codification. Rakesh in his slurry slant, who else but targeted towards Laloo Seth. Rabin generally ignorant. Naresh singing. Me counting … Read more

Objects confer to being in its wholesomeness. Epiphany strikes us, as partial objects carry the wholesomeness with it. It is by mere grace through which the objects causality is determined. As if it is by grace that the object-limit is trespassed. It is by the mere fact of soluble facticity, that objects offers us a … Read more

Being ‘in-itself’ foretells the story of otherized capacity of present future. It is in its capacity of selfhood, that it partakes the journey of togetherness with the otherized self. The otherized self occurs through spaces of belonging, in past futural. Past murmurs in our ears like an unsolved mystery. It is through unlocking of its … Read more

Back street of school life was dubious enough to reach the penetrative ego journey of a Romeo, unchained. After twenty odd years, I realized, I was awestruck by her cut-up techniques. Love prospered inbetween. I imagined her in 1987, beside the stack yard of railway colony. The space was utopic. She was the glamorous nymph, … Read more

Life of north point is not so evanescent. It returns with the galore. How green was it? Nothing to pay heed, simplistically rustic.  Petrol bombs and chamber was the pinnacle of Texas like gay pride. Easy habit of being at one with the othering selfhood, masturbatory instincts and, comfort of coolness, of playing hide and … Read more

In Heidegger, space is the primal distinguishing factor.  Circularity of space is lingered ‘through’ in time.  Time corresponds to space in all its circularity. It is a transposition of ‘sameness’ of space in time. Being is oblivious of itself, its ethos.  Being takes its situatedness in space as ‘for-itself’ occurrence of Being ‘in-itself’.  Being is … Read more

Oh boy, the rag picker ruined me.  Return me my money, for these are halogen tubes.  Immersed from before, I just asked to prolong.  Who is here penny less to buy me a forth?  I love not to be.  Look, the stars are already here; today they are not pretending to hide.  The crevasse increases … Read more

Down memory lane, things are always jumbled up with one another, as spaces play tribunal with time ‘for-itself’.  This impure time from past corrugates to perceive the present as something which is not-at-home with itself. As if, it was in the past that all niceties of life arrived.  Children’s park watch the show of growing … Read more

Within the horizon of trivialities, life form also enamours itself with spirit of comic.   They lie beneath the topsy-turvies of idiocy that life itself reckons. In modern world, the presentation of comical characters is favoured with certain ‘inbetweenness’. They represent none of the sides. They are not with heroes, heroines or villain. They stand by … Read more

The objects confer to bodies, delimiting the perceiving objects “out there”.  Object enters our consciousness as an extension of “meself”.  It is the fourth limit dimension or spatial time. Until this point there is no qualitative change in our perceiving the object. Yet, in a ‘moment of recognition’, objects come in reference to certain “inbetween” … Read more