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October 6, 2005

Tridib’s Journal

For a long time i was thinking on writing a journal, “Tridib’s Journal”. Everyday so many images pass by me, images events affects, so deep their effect lingers in me, so much thought generate around them. At times it feels like a crime not so scribble them down, at least a few of them. How do i choose? I don’t. They themselves get chosen. That is real what happens to get recorded. And why Tridib’s Journal? Who the heck is Tridib? Tridib was my pen-name. Those days i still was a political activist. I was almost nothing but a political activist. That is exactly one year short of two decades. Decades? I have got so old? Now talking with references of decades, no more months or years? And simultaneously, Tridib was the protagonist of so many of stories. And even two novels too. Just wanted to use the fun of making the reader uneasy through the tension of fiction/reality/fiction… As if reality gets doubly authenticated if the fiction is an autobiography, as if an autobiography is not a fiction, as if any fiction can be ever there that is not autobiography?
Let me start it here. On this blog. It is interesting to see how it goes on, goes on attacking me and transforming me. Will start it from tomorrow.

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