The global culturescape of a gentle persuasion that doesn’t seek the inflexibility of power
A friend who lives in Australia recently forwarded to me a lengthy article by a Bengali writer, Anuradha Ray, living in a small town in France. Couched in a prose as engaging as a conversation with a friend, the piece speaks about multilingualism and the multiculturalism that it fosters.
It begins with childhood memories of the writer’s father, a geologist whose itinerant career took the family to different parts of India, reading aloud to his two children from Abol Tabol, the book of children’s nonsense verse penned by Sukumar Ray, the father of Satyajit Ray.
It begins with childhood memories of the writer’s father, a geologist whose itinerant career took the family to different parts of India, reading aloud to his two children from Abol Tabol, the book of children’s nonsense verse penned by Sukumar Ray, the father of Satyajit Ray.