My childhood friend Subroto in this photo I took in 1994, when we went back to India from America for the first time in nine years.
Subroto and I grew up together, like two brothers, since we were five years old. In 1999, he committed suicide, standing in front of a speeding local train in a Calcutta suburb. It was an auspicious Gandhi Birthday. October 2, 1999.
I was studying at Columbia University Graduate School of Journalism at that time.
Tomorrow, in my ongoing Bengali memoir “Ghotikahini” (the tale of Ghotis, or West Bengalis), I will write a few things about him and some wasted, precious lives I’ve seen. Hope you read it.
I have titled tomorrow’s (March 20, 2015) Episode 19 as “Village Abu Gharib, District Kolkata.” The web link is here.
Brooklyn, New York