ফেলুদা
It stuns me to think of the sheer genius of some people. Everything they touch seem to turn to gold. One such man was Satyajit Ray. Writer, film-maker, illustrator, educator, critic – he was probably what marked the pinnacle of the Bengali genius and intellect. I have had the good fortune of being exposed to his works since I was a child. Nonsense limericks by his grandfather Upendrakishore … Continue reading “ফেলুদা” →