Amit Sengupta

Post date: Monday, June 17, 2019 - 17:12

Financial Accountability Network India has welcomed the Reserve Bank of India’s decision to remove charges for the RTGS and NEFT transactions and to form a committee under the chairmanship of Chief Executive Officer, Indian Banks’ Association, to “examine the entire gamut of ATM charges and fees”.

“As a group of civil societies, unions, NGOs and peoples movements, it has been our longstanding demand from the RBI and the government that it look into the matter of bank charges and take immediate actions to remove all the charges,” said the network in a statement. 



Post date: Wednesday, May 15, 2019 - 19:05

Amit Sengupta, Delhi

 

What Bengal thinks today, India thinks tomorrow!



Post date: Friday, May 10, 2019 - 14:44

The other one, Borges, is the one to whom things happen … It would be an exaggeration to say that our relationship is hostile; I live, I keep on living, so that Borges can weave his literature, and that literature justifies me.



Post date: Friday, May 3, 2019 - 18:22

The cold-blooded and cynical use of the Pulwama massacre of soldiers by Narendra Modi lacks both ethics and humanity



Post date: Wednesday, April 24, 2019 - 14:44

 

 

Amit Sen Gupta

So, don’t say, they did not warn you! India – be prepared

 



Post date: Tuesday, October 24, 2017 - 11:22

One hundred years after the October revolution, will the young India dare to fight the rise of fascism

Amit Sengupta



Post date: Friday, June 10, 2016 - 15:04

In David Lean’s classic, Lawrence of Arabia, which I saw last week for the first time ever, you can see the classic long distance, high altitude desert landscapes



Post date: Thursday, May 12, 2016 - 13:21

Wrote a hunger striker in JNU, who is still going strong on the 10th day as I write this, a simple Facebook post: “Water is the elixir of life.” He would know, because he has survived just on water for the last ten days in this heat which walks on the streets like sleeping snakes.  And this is water from an earthen pot with the smell of the earth and the scorching season of summer of the Hindi heartland. And, yet, he is quiet, like a poet, and he smiles, like a tree.



Post date: Thursday, April 7, 2016 - 18:43

Seasons arrive and leave like music. They leave soundlessly, like mother’s footsteps and the sound of her bangles, like music. An ode to joy, sometimes – Beethoven’s unheard symphony. Sometimes, an ode to the hard labour of the poorest and the peasants, celebrating, with Salil Chaudhary. And yet, there is an ache in some part of the body and soul. Perhaps in the inner-most recesses of the skin. Eyes. Fingers. Eyelashes. I grow old, I grow old. I wear my trousers rolled, as TS Eliot would say.



Post date: Wednesday, November 6, 2013 - 13:48

Death is an unceasing narrative.



Post date: Friday, October 4, 2013 - 13:31

Predictably, despite all the hype, the Sunday ‘Singh garjana’ cut a jarring, bad record.



Post date: Friday, August 2, 2013 - 13:34

Even as this uncivilized creature of barbarism unleashed has yet again vitiated the atmosphere in India with his crude, crass and dehumanized language and conduct, and even as his shameless fascist