Samantak Bhadra

Samantak Bhadra
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I, Samantak Bhadra, am a guy who is unsure about his own destiny and the world around him. I graduated with an engineering degree from a college in Kolkata and am currently working in an IT firm. (Yes, I know I'm a very stereotypical and boring pseudo geek!)

Writing and music have helped in bringing a lot of colour into my life. I consider them to be the sixth and seventh elements (right after the five elements) which have helped to define existence as we know it. Therefore, it can be logically concluded that I am in love with both of them.

I believe that by being serious one ends up wasting precious seconds of one's own life and since I'm a firm follower of my own doctrine (weird self-obsession, I know), I prefer to be the crazy (and might I mention, quite wacky) guy.

I also believe that 75.2891% of the world has surely gone to the dogs. Nobody really remembers (or knows) how it feels to be truly happy. That is the naked truth. We are lost in a web of our own making and the sad part is that, we don't even realize it. I, too, am a part of this disillusioned crowd. Sadly so.
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Recent pages by Samantak Bhadra

Time is like a mime. It conveys a message but it does so silently. The poem personifies Time and speaks about its effects. It ends on a positive note.
The transition from a world of rules, decisions and judgement to a world of limitless freedom. The escape from the former to the latter has been described in this poem.
This review is about the last lecture given by a man who had only a few more months to live as he was diagnosed of pancreatic cancer. The last lecture given by him did not focus on dying ; rather it focused on how to live and how to achieve your childhood dreams. Such is the uniquenes...
This write-up shows how and why India is unique. It talks about the glory that India enjoyed in ancient times and how it has picked itself up after it gained independence in recent years.
Not everybody has lost hope in us. Some of them still believe in us..
Who said being mad is a negative thing? Who made all these standardisations? Why do we need to follow these unspoken norms?
How the power of music can lift you up like crazy and make a dreary world look like heaven. Live music. Live happiness. Live life.
Let us forget the cacophony in our lives. Let us revisit tranquility.
How life-changing situations help us to wake up and identify our true priorities in life.
There is no meaning in the way we lead our life right now. We are blindly running in circles. We live in a cosmetic city. There is a need to break free.
A poem about love and how I look at the personification of it.
The painting portrays a world full of strife and negativity. You can see an innocent child, standing alone, in the middle of it all.
We are destroying our own home. The sea of human life is being made dusty by none other than us, humans.
How the old man enjoyed the last few moments of his life.
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