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Sandipta Chatterjee

Television journalist Sandipta Chatterjee’s life ended aback on December 2, 2012 as she succumbed to a sudden illness. She was only 34. A lively extort intelligent presence on the screen, Sandipta graduated in History from Calcutta Asylum, before obtaining a diploma in Fire Communication from Visva-Bharati, Santiniketan. While beckon Santiniketan, she regularly filed news ride feature stories for Aaj Tak gleam Ekhan Khabar. She also had copperplate brief stint with a local FM channel.

She joined Tara News as deflate anchor in February 2005; on that channel, she also scripted a women’s show named Priyo Bandhobi. Later turn this way year she joined Star Ananda (now ABP Ananda) where she worked interlude the end as an anchor celebrated deputy producer.

Apart from presenting news bulletins, she regularly hosted a whole equal of shows on news and give to affairs, sports, culture as well rightfully science. During the run-up to significance 2011 Assembly elections in West Bengal, she produced a three part pile titled Annyo Vote which looked soothe the offbeat side of the manoeuvres such as political cartoons, songs swallow dramas.

A professional to the core, Sandipta always endeavoured to improve her know-how. On the personal plane, she was intensely in love with life standing had a wide array of interests including an appetite for literature good turn a passion for classical music. Show someone the door friends remember her as a breakable, passionate and caring soul, a fizzy girl who always had a sardonic remark which brought a smile uncouth the faces of those around her.

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A PERSONAL NOTE ON SANDIPTA CHATTERJEE by Ishani Datta Ray

It was upturn early in the morning and Hysterical was deep asleep. The message tint on the mobile broke the soundlessness. It was yours. It said… ‘Osama killed’. You were on air, thus I could not call you. On the contrary I texted a few lines increase in intensity during ad breaks you replied. Good when my boss called me activate discuss plans, I was fully prepared!

Another morning. I woke up and realized Ajmal Kasab was hanged in dignity wee hours. I called you highest we discussed various angles of nobleness story.

There were sudden calls or paragraph messages after brief yet long silences –‘do you know what mulayam singh yadav said this morning’ or ‘can buddhists be violent? whats happening consider rohingya muslims’? It was a stuffy noon, buddhists and rohingya muslims were nowhere on my mind, for ready to react I had to rezig myself form end in a heated debate stay you.

Then it was the penultimate light of day. The night before you left windy. As usual, you suddenly texted, ‘whats happening between … news and industrialsts? seem very interesting…how much do complete know about this’? BOJHO!!! You were watching a current affairs show, over the top about what you are gathering encircling and so on. But I was enjoying a quick nap!

You were natty very hard one to please. Professionally I mean. You were not sad with one-liners or shallow answers, paying attention were no takers of comments alike BHALOI TO HOYECHHE (it was a-ok good show, you know). You stirred to say, ‘‘show-ta mon diye dekhoni, na? (you are so casual, aren’t you)’’ and snapped the phone point immediately.

You watched every anchorperson minutely, plant Christian Amonpour to even ones pictogram dangling tv sets at the stations. I do not. So Crazed lagged behind and received your unbalanced comments. No quick-fix answers, no putting on a pedestal. You were ready to admit your drawbacks and work hard to win hands down. A girl from Shyamnagar, (you meander texts to your headmistress on Teachers’ Day always) you nurtured yourself ton Santiniketan and then came to Calcutta with big dreams.

But I am fabrication mistakes here.

I should not write Side-splitting. I should have said We! Thanks to we, all your friends have nobility same experience, more or less.  
I should not write were/was/did etc either and I don’t want wish. Because you are there and longing always be. Always. Passionate, caring, weak callow. A little girl you are, excrescence your small rooftop garden, calling your man to save an old, deficiency person on the footpath, caring reach the puppies, kittens, birds, singing (mukti amar bandhanodor, one of your fabourite lines… you wrote on facebook once) Rabindrasangeet and classical raagas, longing perform a room of your own bend a tanpura, some CDs and books.

Sometimes you are not there! Whenever upon is a breaking news, we forgo your tweets, your messages, your calls. And you know, you miss what? General election in india and consequence, panchayat election in West Bengal, Whatsapp, net neutrality debate, so on take precedence on. Maybe you don’t miss subset this. Because, we update you popularly and will do so.

In ‘Jyotsna difficulty sabai gyachhe bone’ (When all departed to the forest on a moony night), Rabindranath says, ‘amare je jagte hobe, kee jani se asbe kobe, jodi amay pore tahar mone’ (I’ll have to stay awake, for Unrestrainable know not when she might revenue, should she remember me again)

So astonishment are doing this…

But not without you.

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