#chatterjee

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Shasht Chatterjee: प्रभास की स्पोर्ट में आए कल्कि के अभिनेता शाश्वत चटर्जी, अरशद को दिया यह जवाब

Shasht Chatterjee: 27 जून को सिनेमाघरों में रिलीज हुई नाग अश्विन की साई-फाई माइथोलॉजिकल फिल्म कल्कि 2898 एडी (Kalki 2898 AD) को बहुत अच्छे रिव्यू मिले थे। लोगों ने फिल्म की कास्ट को पसंद किया, खासकर अमिताभ बच्चन (Amitabh Bachchan) की परफॉर्मेंस को। हाल ही में, अरशद वारसी ने भी फिल्म को लेकर अपना प्वॉइन्ट ऑफ व्यू बताया। मुन्ना भाई एमबीबीएस और जॉली एलएलबी जैसी फिल्मों में काम कर चुके अरशद वारसी ने…

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We honour the legendary novelist, poet, essayist and journalist, Bankim Chandra Chatterjee today on his birth anniversary.

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Rani Chatterjee: खेसारी लाल यादव को रानी चटर्जी की बड़ी सलाह, कहा- 'इंडस्ट्री में जातिवाद...

Rani Chatterjee: खेसारी लाल यादव को रानी चटर्जी की बड़ी सलाह, कहा- ‘इंडस्ट्री में जातिवाद…

भोजपुरी बिजनेस पर रानी चटर्जी: रानी चटर्जी भोजपुरी की ए-लिस्टर एक्ट्रेसेस में से एक हैं। एक्ट्रेस अक्सर अपने बेबाक अंदाज और बयानों को लेकर सुर्खियां बटोरती हैं। इतना ही नहीं रानी अक्सर अपने फनी अंदाज में ट्रोल्स को बोलने से रोकती नजर आती हैं। इसी कड़ी में रानी ने भोजपुरी इंडस्ट्री को लेकर कुछ ऐसा बोला है, जिसके बाद से उनके इस बयान की चारों तरफ चर्चा हो रही है. इंडस्ट्री पर रानी चटर्जी का बड़ा…

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On betrayal

Julius Caesar, Shakespeare//Lily Chatterjee

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Charulata (1964)

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Priyadarshini Chatterjee by Farhan Hussain for Ekaya Banaras 23 Collection

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Hey!! So I was wondering if you could write a smutty fic / one shot of dr. Chatterjee? Sort of like and extension or something of that one scene he’s talking about what he did after work when he said he was drinking only wearing a towel? Yeah that, it’s amazing. So like he takes the shower and when he’s finally out reader still isn’t home yet so he gets a drink and sits down thinking about what happened just sitting in the towel and then reader comes home and sees him just sitting there in a towel and is already kinda thinking about how good he looks. You go from there buys that’s a basic idea, feel free to change anything you want!!!

Hysterical (Dr ZZ Chatterjee x F!Reader) 18+

A/N: Not as filthy as I wanted, but I still think he's cute.

Warnings: unlawful detainment in a mental institution, dry humping, possible medical malpractice

Zayant Zenil Chatterjee fancies himself a smart, complicated man. Less so than when he had been younger, but layered nonetheless. He wasn’t wrong- not entirely, he’s too young to be complicated. However, when it comes down to introspection, he could take home a prize. 

Today, for example. He laid out all the information he’d gleaned from the man at the circus, and went through it methodically. 

Misdiagnoses weren’t uncommon in the medical field. The only thing you could do as a physician was to not make the same mistake twice. 

Like when someone had come into the hospital for back pain, and it turned out they’d been suffering from anemia, as well as Crohn's disease. 

Or, you. 

Your parents had you institutionalized for the Victorian-era disorder known as “female hysteria”, and he’d met you when he was covering for a colleague on the psych ward. 

Everything had an explanation, even the most beautiful, remarkable, or heinous things. 

After a quick conversation, he’d learned that you were a “politically radical” and your parents had essentially put you in a “time out”. Add six months and it puts the two of you here. 

Ethically questionable? Perhaps.

But did he regret it? Did he regret meeting you, and making recommendations to your physician? Absolutely not. 

He breathes in the smoke from his cigarette, letting the cold winter air hit his skin, still warm from the bath. He wonders how your day went, he wonders if you thought of him as much as he did you. You’re smart, you’re a busy woman, and he’d just given you a key to his apartment. 

And then he feels annoyed. 

Six months ago he’d be nearly inconsolable about the man who could see without eyes. He’d be scrambling, pouring himself over books, trying to work it out. There was something to be cracked, and he’d be pulling at every thread. 

But instead he’s in a towel, drinking on his balcony, thinking about you. 

If he were to do such a thing, master the beyond, enhance his psychic focus through meditation, who would be thought of? 

Today, the man focused on the face of his deceased brother.

Would Z think about you? 

If he were to make such advancements, and gain the same ability as the man who could see without eyes, would one see everything at once, or would it be a focused direction, like your physical eyes. 

Z thinks about how badly he wants to talk to you. 

You were almost as bad as he was, pulling and pushing, trying to figure things out, why things were the way they were. If he could tell you everything, you’d get right to the heart of the matter. Or worse, you’d tell him that it’s just as simple as it seems to be. 

As if on demand, he hears your boots scuffing on the street below, you’re on your way up! Z’s heart flips, in a most unnerving manner. 

He means to get up, he means to meet you at the door, but his legs won’t move. He sits on his stool by the balcony, taking a long sip of his bourbon. He doesn’t like the drink, but he needs it after six hours of writing. 

You drop your bag at the door, and lean against it as you remove your shoes, and he can’t get over exactly how happy he is to see you. 

Something blocking him of course, it usually is, so you have to meet him a little more than halfway. 

You give a tired smile as you turn away and shimmy out of your thick wool dress. The room is cold, you know he likes it that way. 

You’ve had a good day, and you want to make sure he has a good day too. 

Large, dark eyes, looking right through any bravado you might have, lean muscle and warm, brown skin. He’s taken a bath, clearly, from the towel, and his hair’s gotten curly, black tendrils reaching out for something. Your hands? Maybe. 

The best word is …appetizing, but that could just be that you skipped your lunch. It happens. 

The silky material of your slip takes in the chill of the room, and you march over to take your place in his lap. You place two hands on the sides of his face, leaning into him. 

He’s perfectly hard against your thigh, but he can wait just a moment. 

You roll yourself down, just to hear him groan. You try again, and Zay stops you, digging his fingers into the meat of your legs. 

So, you bite him. 

You used to hold back, and just have a nibble, have his skin between your teeth, maybe you’d roll it and he’d tug at your hair. 

Now, you bite down, you leave a mark, and he absolutely adores you for it. 

You’ve found that Zay really enjoys kissing you, he always brings an attention to detail that you’d never experienced before. You hope you can give him the same, but sometimes, you get heated and grabby. He doesn’t seem to mind this.

It’s quite satisfying to watch someone so put-together, groomed, lose their composure. You flash for a moment, on what he must have done before he met you, and you put the idea of other women to bed immediately. 

You want to ruin him, ideally. If there ever was a day he grew tired, or you were called away for work, you’d make sure to leave such a mess, he’d never recover from it. 

Slowly, you roll your hips down. He groans, “Wicked woman…” and you smile against his mouth. Yes, truly diabolical.

He’d said the words, but Z soon learns exactly how wicked you are. WIthout hesitation,  rocking against him, the warm, rough texture of the towel grinding perfectly against your clit. YOu can feel him grinning at you, as you make the towel slick. It’s pathetic, but he’s never going to complain.                                                                                       

He feels a little cocky, actually. 

His hands dig into the meat of your thighs. You trade him a pout for a kiss, and he thanks you for it, before the two of you become a heated, sticky mess.

With a light, airy sigh, you hum, “How was your day?” into his ear.

“Fine,” he breathes “just fine.” He’s gonna marry you, he just has to figure out how to ask.

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Mrinal Sen - Padatik (1973)

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Chokker Bali (2003)

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Debjani Chatterjee

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the coward (কাপুরুষ) (1965) dir. satyajit ray

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I need Rocky aur Rani Ki Prem Kahaani Fics pleaseeeee 😭

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Julius Caesar, Shakespeare//Lily Chatterjee//House of the Dragon (2022-)