Dipanjan Ray Chaudhuri (popularly known among his political friends as DRC) has gone. Those who have read about his presidency student movement must have realised how he is doing creative criticism-evaluation of an epoch-creating movement. Then CPI (ML) Bangla-Bihar-Odisha Border Regional Committee, he has highlighted his experience of working with other activists in Debra Regional Committee in various writings and discussions. And his teacher-life. He was the head of the Physics Department of Presidency College and had no difficulty building rapport with students.

He has contributed to all the social, political and cultural fields but doesn't make a great fuss. He wrote in two / three editions in the Ravisasya magazine edited by this writer in which he expressed his basic thoughts without any conflict. One of them was 'civil society and current situation in 2010'. In very brief he had a speech about civil society,

''1. Citizen society is not a direct field of political activities, but a combination of different social formations, irrespective of politics. But of course classified.

2. In the era of sharp class struggle, the civil society intervenes between the state and citizens and get the justice of the state. If the class struggle is intense, the state uses repressive policy and the role of mediation in civil society has no importance.

3. In the era of exclusive capital, when fascist regime is started at the stage of intense class struggle in a developed capitalist state, the protesting role of civil society against the ruling class or its part is important".

Which may not be known by many, he has written a novel in two parts. The name, 'The story of expatriate life'. In his own words: ''The colony of the family and living in the united family of torn people. The life of those people has become the shadow of struggle. This narrative can't be matched with reality, seen by the two central characters. The feelings of the writer is the main story in imagination.

He dedicated the first part to the late Jayantbhushan Das. This man passed away last nigh (October 23, 2020).

So much space is empty that can't be filled.
Dhiraj Bose, October 24, 2020
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Vol. 53, No. 26, Dec 28 2020 - Jan 2 2021