Biography of Subham Dutta
Hi! My self Subham Dutta. I was born on 17th August 1983 in Kolkata. My Father is a service man and my mother is a house wife. I expended my primary school life from ‘Krishna Kumar Hindu Academy’. After that I got admitted to ‘Narayan Das Bangur Memorial Multipurpose School’ and from there I completed my secondary and higher secondary examination. I completed B.Com (H) from ‘Maharaja Srish Chandra College’ in 2005. Then I took admission for M.Com in Vidyasagar University in the same year but I could not complete it. In the mean time I got a job in a Multinational Company.
My Best Friends: - Swarnadip Basu, Pradip Karmakar, Biswajit Das, Subho Ghosh, Roopali Saha, Indera Chatterjee, Maitre Sen (Konar) (elder sister but a friend) .
My Best Character: - Jesus, Aleksandra, Napoleon Bonaparte, Akbar, Swami Vivekananda, Ashoke.
My Best Political Character: - Gandhi, Adolph Hitler, Abraham Lincoln, Chef Guevara, Nataji Subash Chandra Bose, Dr. Bidhan Chandra Roy, Promod Dasgupta.
My Best Film Hero: - Charley Chaplin, Gegry Peg, Richard Burton, Sofia Loren, Elizabeth Taylor, Marlin Monroe, Audrey Hepburn, Shashi Kapoor, Amitabh Bacchan, Uttam Kumar, Suchitra Sen,
My Best Film Director: - Charley Chaplin, Alfred Hitchcock, Trufo, Akira kurosha, Rittik Ghatak, Satyajit Ray, Tapan Shina, Mrinal Sen, Basu Chatterjee, Shayam Benagal.
My Best Music Director: - Beethoven, Mozart, Batch, Rabindranath Tagore, D.L. Roy, Sachin Dev Burmon, Shankar Jaikishan, Salil Chowdhury, Nachiketa Ghosh.
My Best Singer: - Elvis Presley, Md. Rafi, Mukesh, Hemanta Mukherjee, Manna Dey, Lata Mangeshkar, Asha Bhoshly, Sandhya Roy.
My Best Poet: - William Wordsworth, John Keats, Michele Madhusudan Dutta, Rabindranath Tagore.
My Best Poem: - The Listeners (Walter Da La Mare) , To a Skylark (William Wordsworth) , Bhodan (Sukanta) .
My Best Novelist: - Charles Dickens, Oscar Wilde, Bankim Chandra Chottopadhya, Sarat Chandra Chatterjee.
My Best Novel: - David Copperfield, Rajsingha Maniklal, Devdas, Durgeshnandini.
Subham Dutta Poems
Country is not perfect Nation is not perfect Society is not perfect Socialism is not perfect
When I open my eyes, I see him When I close my eyes, I feel him.
I can see, I can see everything I can hear,
I have purchased a portrait A beautiful woman‘s picture was there. For once I thought I know her But then felt otherwise
After many days of our freedom, Growing our knowledge but failed wisdom. We are developed our society and mind In the point of view of humanity, we are blind.
(1) There was a pleasant garden. All the class of society
My telephone is dead. I can not contact with outside world I can contact with outside world By letter.
I am walking and walking To find a shadow, There are so many trees. They have shadow.
Country is not perfect
Nation is not perfect
Society is not perfect
Socialism is not perfect
Communism is not perfect
I am not perfect
You are not perfect,
We are not perfect
Definition of “Perfect” is not perfect.
What is perfect?