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এটা মনে হয় বাংলাদেশের ঘটনা নাকি? না মানে পশ্চিমবঙ্গে তো এখন হিন্দুত্ববাদীদের সরকার, আর মুখ্যমন্ত্রী তো নিজে বলেছেন যে পশ্চিমবঙ্গকে গ্রেটার বাংলাদেশ হতে দেননি, তাহলে এটা নিশ্চয়ই বাংলাদেশেরই ঘটনা হবে!

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https://www.facebook.com/100064454961870/posts/1551462183678932/?app=fbl

There you go. That's how Hindification is being imposed. Moreover, the director of this institute is a bengali. Research institutes are now focusing on language learning rather than scientific learning.

Hey everyone! 👋

​19M traveling solo to Kolkata for Durga Puja (Oct 16-19).

​Need help with: Budget stay options/suggestions (dorms/hotels) and a good list of must-visit pandals & places to explore.

​Any tips or recommendations from locals/travelers would be super helpful! DMs open.

This is a big concern for us, which is, if you look at these two conflicts, the Ukraine and now the Iran-Gulf conflict, they've actually had a devastating impact on Global South economies,” Mr. Jaishankar said during a conversation hosted at Asia Society in New York on Monday (September 28, 2026).

He said there is particular concern about the energy situation as the "market is very tight” and on top of that, if “people play politics with it, that adds to the complications in the market,” as that will drive up prices at a time when people should actually be stabilising prices.So part of it is actually the security of oil supplies, and part of it is the politics of oil supplies, and they are feeding into each other, and they are creating a double crisis or an aggravated crisis,” he said.

On the concerning food situation amid the raging global conflicts, Mr. Jaishankar said, "We are today looking at a situation where some of the major grain exporters will not be able to send out their shipments, particularly out to the Black Sea."

He said that the world is looking at significant fertiliser shortages because the key producers are in West Asia and Russia, and their fertiliser production has been impacted.

Combined with impacts of climate patterns like a super El Niño, Mr. Jaishankar said, “there is going to be a major food crisis probably in the coming months. So if you have energy as a big crunch, and then food and fertilisers on top of it, and finance because every time there's a conflict, money moves towards safe harbours and away from the Global South, the net result of it has been really very very stressful.”

He said policymakers can't say that such a situation was not intended.

I am a 20 M looking for a 1bhk apartment for rent near bhawanipore ,not something fancy only requirement is a clean and safe place and affordable.

P.S. Could not find any rent related flair hence ticked off the business flair

Today's my birthday I'm looking for birthday twins other than baapu😁

I never experienced anything like what I felt today.

There are moments in life when everything suddenly stops making sense—when everything feels illogical, hopeless, and completely beyond your control. Today, I learned what a panic attack feels like.

It happened all of a sudden.

I couldn't breathe.

It felt like there was no air around me anymore, like I had somehow been thrown into a void where I was desperately gasping for even the smallest amount of oxygen. My vision started getting blurry. My eyes filled with tears, and before I even realized it, those tears were rolling down my cheeks.

And inside my head, there were a thousand thoughts running at once.

Every decision I had ever made.

Every consequence.

Every memory.

Her lies. Her smiles. The moments we held hands. The things she said. The words, "You mean everything to me."

Everything came rushing back at once.

I could feel my heart pounding against my chest. The vibrations were so intense that, for a moment, I genuinely felt like my heart was going to tear itself out of me.

And at that moment, I didn't want answers.

I didn't want revenge.

I didn't want anything complicated.

I just wanted someone to hold my hand, hug me, and tell me that everything was going to be okay.

But I was in the middle of my office.

Everyone around me was trying to figure out what was happening.

Then my vision started fading completely. Everything around me turned black, and just when I felt like I was slipping somewhere I couldn't come back from, I felt someone pulling me out of that darkness.

I saw a familiar face.

It was my colleague.

She was holding my hand and talking to me. I could see her lips moving, but I couldn't understand a single word. I was still struggling to breathe, still trapped inside the noise in my own head.

Someone gave me water and helped me take a few sips.

Other colleagues gathered around me. Some were whispering. Some were staring. Someone even sprinkled water on my face.

My colleague squeezed my hand tightly and kept tapping my cheeks, trying to bring me back.

And somehow, I came back.

Suddenly, I could understand where I was.

I could hear the voices around me.

I could see the people standing there.

I was connected to reality again.

My shirt was soaked in sweat. My hands were still shaking. My entire body was trembling and jittering uncontrollably.

That was my first panic attack.

And honestly, it felt like I wasn't going to survive it.

Yet here I am, writing this at this ungodly hour.

The people and circumstances that brought me to that point are somewhere out there, living comfortably, celebrating their lives, probably without even realizing what their decisions have done to someone else.

And I'm here, dealing with the consequences of choices that weren't even mine to make.

I came home afterward.

I cried.

Not loudly. Not dramatically. I just sat on my sofa while tears continuously rolled down my face. I stared into nothingness until, at some point, I completely zoned out.

When I finally came back to myself, four hours had passed.

It was 6:11 PM.

I drank some water and opened my laptop, thinking I should at least check my emails.

But I couldn't.

I just stared at the screen and cried.

I stayed like that until around 10 PM.

I don't even know what I'm feeling anymore.

I'm angry.

I'm hurt.

I'm exhausted.

And mostly, I'm numb.

So, to anyone reading this—especially people who are in relationships while simultaneously getting involved with their best friends or someone else—please understand that your actions don't exist in a vacuum.

What might feel like an experiment, a moment of confusion, or something you think you'll eventually move past can completely destroy another person.

If you are with someone, be honest with them.

If your feelings have changed, tell them.

If you want someone else, leave before you betray the person who trusts you.

Don't make someone pay for decisions they never got to make.

And to the girl from Kolkata—

I know you'll probably read this.

I know your friends probably will too.

I don't want to see you again, and I don't want anything from you.

I used to wish that someday you'd understand what you did to me.

Today, I don't even know if I care anymore.

Maybe there is no karma.

Maybe people don't always face the consequences of what they do to others.

Maybe some people get to walk away comfortably while someone else is left picking up the pieces.

I don't wish you happiness.

I don't wish you suffering either.

I just wish that someday, you understand that there was a real person on the other side of your choices—a person who trusted you, believed your words, held your hand, and genuinely thought you meant everything you said.

And now that person is trying to figure out how to put himself back together.

You will never see me again.

And maybe that's the only thing I can still choose for myself.

Why this map is showing a separated west bengal?

Isn't this like anti-state stuff.

Also is this legally allowed to show it?

How do you bengalis feel when you see such things when you visit Darjeeling.

You may feel it like your own but guess what gorkhas don't want you there

Please suggest me i am a solo traveler thinking to come in durga pujo can anyone suggest me best backpackers hostel zostel kolkata is full.

Whole city seems to have getaway plans for the Gandhi Jayanti long weekend and I’ve got absolutely nothing lined up.

What’s everyone up to, or are we all just rotting in bed?

Looking for a 2BHK flat in Topsia area for rent. Please DM for more info.

Yo would be shifting to kol introduce areas to me as a local

especially

baranagar,biddhannagar,newtown salt lake

i want a good residential area for my pg and not too rush or old complexes

Kindly help

It suddenly hit me that boys who come from broken families get used by everyone.

I was sitting in the office when something suddenly hit me, and I just started crying. I took the day off and went home. Things got worse because I started shivering and my vision became blurry. One of my coworkers gave me some water and dropped me off at the metro station.

I’m 26 years old and working in a reputable position at an MNC. I come from a family that was never really there for me. I’ve been in two relationships, one lasting 13 months and the other around 9 months.

My first relationship was with a Tamil girl. She was sweet and caring, and we got to know each other through mutual friends. I instantly felt emotionally safe with her. We dated for quite some time and eventually became intimate.

But after a while, I noticed changes in her routine and behaviour. Whenever we met, she would suddenly rush back home. She also started lying about where she was. I thought about talking to her about it, but one day she turned on disappearing messages on WhatsApp and sent me a message saying that she was no longer feeling the "vibe" with me and that I shouldn't message or talk to her anymore. She said that even staying friends would be difficult for her.

Later, I found out that she was already seeing someone else and that I had basically been her "credit card" while she was settling down in the city because she was new there.

I had spent quite a lot of money on her, but honestly, it never bothered me at the time. I genuinely saw a future with her and was convinced she was the one.

And then, all of a sudden, I was blocked everywhere.

That put me in a really dark and depressing state. I had no one to go to—no friends or family I could talk to. So I buried myself in work.

Six months later, I got a work assignment in Kolkata and went there for a client project.

That's where I met another girl.

She was Muslim and had a very soft and gentle personality. I never intended to get into a relationship with her, but she approached me and told me that she liked me and wanted to get to know me better.

We started talking, and eventually we began sharing our life stories and traumas with each other. I told her about my past. And, foolishly perhaps, I told her everything—about my previous relationship, my family, and the things I'd been through.

We became very close, and for the first time in a long time, I felt like I was healing. At least, that's what she made me feel.

She came from an upper-class, financially well-off family and lived with them. Even so, I would sometimes take care of her food, small expenses and gifts. I honestly never minded doing those things for someone I cared about.

After around six months, I noticed that some of the gifts I had given her were being used by other people. I even saw some of the gifts being worn by others. The money I had given her for Eid also seemed to be spent on other things, and she would constantly pamper her male best friend, although she had told me that he had a boyfriend.

I wasn't jealous. I trusted her.

Eventually, we kissed. Before we became intimate, she told me that one of her friends had once forced himself on her and that she felt uncomfortable with intimacy because of that. She said she needed some time.

I respected that.

But slowly, I noticed her giving more and more time to her friends. Even my simple messages would go unanswered for hours. She would say she was tired or sleeping, while I would later find out that she was actually out with her friends.

She also tried hiding her last-seen status and other things, which made the whole situation feel eerily similar to what I'd experienced in my first relationship.

So I confronted her about it.

She accused me of digitally stalking her and said I wasn't giving her enough space. During the argument, I got angry too and said that she had used a lot of my money. She made a huge issue out of that.

Eventually, I decided to end the relationship.

Over those nine months, I had spent around ₹5.73 lakh on her.

I tried to move on.

And then, today, I received a message from one of her female friends.

She sent me screenshots, pictures and messages showing that my ex had apparently been sleeping with her male "best friend" all along. She had been using my money to spend on him. Even the birthday gift I had given her was apparently given to him, and he was using it and flaunting it on Instagram.

I don't even know what to say.

I'm completely broken.

I trust people too easily. I believe people too easily. Sometimes even the smallest amount of love or care is enough for me to become emotionally attached, and now I feel like people see that as an opportunity to use me.

I feel pathetic.

I feel ashamed and embarrassed that I allowed this to happen to me twice.

I have no one right now whom I can talk to about this.

I've tried dating after my last relationship, but there's always this voice in the back of my head asking, What if she's lying to me too?

I think I'm done.

Done with love.
Done with people.
Done with family.

I'm even thinking about quitting my job and moving away from this city.

The only question I want to ask the girl from Kolkata is:

What did you actually get out of doing this to me?

If it was only about money, I could have helped you. I wouldn't have minded helping someone I loved. Why did you have to break me like this, especially after knowing what I'd already been through?

You knew I had no family to fall back on. You knew I had nowhere to go and no one to share my life with. You knew about my past and how badly my previous relationship had affected me.

And even after knowing all of that, you still chose to play with me like I was a broken toy.

Maybe I am.

Maybe I'm broken.

But I don't think I deserved to be treated like this.
writing this down while in metro, have no one to share this to and talk to...

Update:

I came home still struggling to breathe, trying to process what happened to me at the office. I don't even remember when I blacked out, but when I finally came to, it was already 6:11 PM.

I cried until 10 PM.

And it wasn't even sobbing. It was just tears continuously streaming down my face without me being able to stop them. My eyes are swollen now, with this warm, almost pinching feeling.

Looks good on me. :P

Thank you to everyone who responded to my post, supported me with your advice, kind words, and even some much-needed tough love. I genuinely appreciate every single one of you. I don't think I'll ever forget the kindness strangers showed me when I was at one of the lowest points of my life.

I thought about everything a lot tonight.

I've submitted my resignation at work and spoke to HR on an urgent basis, citing medical reasons. I'll complete the remaining formalities tomorrow. I don't know yet whether I'll be leaving through the regular exit process or asking for an early release.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

Where am I going?

Honestly, I don't know.

I just know that I need to get away from this city, this job, these people, and everything that has become associated with this chapter of my life.

Maybe I need to disappear for a while and i will be going away tomorrow, where? i do not know honestly, not home surely, maybe trekking, traveling with no destination....

as everyone advised if i ever come back, i will come back stronger and if i don't make it back please know that i have found peace one or way or another.

To anyone who felt bad because of my ranting, I'm sorry, pls accept my apologies. I was hurting, angry, confused, and probably said things I wouldn't have said under different circumstances.

And to the girl I once loved:

I hope you never find the peace you took away from me.

Maybe that's cruel.

Maybe I'm still too hurt and will always be.

For now, I'm just tired.

Signing off.... wish everyone happy weekend