A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
—William Shakespeare
Likewise, a roshogolla, call it what you will, would taste as sweet. And so it would, had the delectable dessert, a moonlike orb of smooth, spongy cottage cheese, dipped and cooked in sugar syrup, had emerged out of just any kitchen. Yet, of late, it has been mercilessly squeezed between two states, Odisha and West Bengal, who are engaged in a bitter battle over ownership rights over India’s favourite sweet, each claiming its origins. And if a jubilant Bengal thought they had the last juicy bite of the stuff last year, a new development should sober the celebration.
My Friend, The Dastango 
“Acting Is Self-Indulgent, It’s No Way For A Grown-Up To Earn A Living” 
