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A lonely, brooding 65-year-old hunched over the morning papers with a cup of tea, sittin...

Poila Boishakh is the Bengali New Year or Noboborsho as it is called in Bengali. It is the fir...

1998: The very first memories related to Poila Baisakh that I have is waking up to the smell o...

The flight from Seattle to Kolkata is not an easy flight. And neither is it short. At the end ...

Most of us associate old age with loss of bodily functions. We envision a time when we w...

It is a universal truth that our body slows down as we age. It is also a fact that our brain ...

My father died 4 years ago. He died surrounded by friends he loved and a family who adored him...

Old age is the twilight of life. It can be spent fruitfully, reflecting on the past but not lo...

A true insomniac will tell you that there is nothing romantic or lyrical about going without ...

Mrs. Sheila Dutta, 76-year-old, lives in a big house in Salt Lake. It’s the place she has ca...

On the 20th of March, TriBeCa Care, in collaboration with One Society organized a workshop on...

I miss my father. I miss the sound of his laughter-threaded voice, his calm untroubled approa...