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Live Not a Carcass

Articles

Simply because there is no road, does not mean that the journey stops. Perhaps, after the meandering journey of our lives, all of us do reach an end. But, as someone had said, “at the end it is the journey that matters the most.” Occasions remind us of the end — birthday, anniversary, new year [...]

December 26, 2005 0 comments

Hapless Gemini

Photography
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And when you come ‘down’, To my city of amorous joys. Amidst a social chaos in a plethora of faiths, Fantasizing and prostituting religion, Loud vociferation of hypocrite secularism And to sum it all: “a diverse culture!” Amidst constituted vindictive politics Unaccounted powers, vested by unaccounted population; Where every ballot is a dramatized guillotine – [...]

November 21, 2005 5 comments

The Birth of The Flow

Poetry

The next best thing to death is sleep. The debutant said:
“Believe it is true, believe it blindfolded,
Do not ask for explanations.”
‘Coz the answer had been repentant since repeated eternities.

The colours perceived through the kaleidoscope of time
Manipulate the perception of soundings,
Scribbled to estimate the depth of the mantling lake.

September 11, 2005 4 comments

A Somnambulist’s Reality

Poetry

The dreams of fantasizing resides the truant adore, Of a temptation miles long. Slithering on a jump-board cliffed from one shore. Beliefs and ‘stitions cuddled under the stampede Of the imaginations’ kaleidoscope, Transient shadows carving shapes Through ecliptic proportions that can never reborn.

August 14, 2005 5 comments

The Challenge Of Solitude

Short Story

It was around five and the evening sky was overcast. There was a soft breeze caressing the trees and the tang of fresh leaves mesmerized the senses. An evening could not have been better. There were just three passengers in the bus. Two of them were elderly men and the third was I. I had [...]

November 7, 2003 2 comments

Walking Across The River

Poetry
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One summer evening the river strolled silently. (Led by me,) we too trudged along: Me and I, Walking together towards a common goal To reach each other across twenty-one furlong. Between us, through the solitude and blank desertion, Flowed an innocent and oblivious river. With purpose of its own; transforming wishes Into errant endeavour of [...]

September 9, 2003 0 comments

Escaping The Bubble

Poetry
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Scheduled drops withstand the distance. Venturing hands search for an opening. Anxious. Half-open panes push aside Those eager to escape the Bubble, Extending their tired arms, Begging to survive. Desperate.

August 19, 2003 0 comments

HowrahTrip

Articles

India is a developing country and the best example of development is the district of Howrah. The extraordinary roads of Howrah are always ‘developing’ – developing cracks, fissures, pot-holes and all other related holey structures. The benevolence of the so-called ‘development’ has reached its peak during this underestimated monsoon. Eyewitnesses say that certain parts of [...]

July 23, 2003 1 comment

The Day I Was Happy

Short Story

From the bed in our old house, I could see the park and all those playing there. How lucky they were! Ma said that rats would come one day, take my teeth and give back stronger and sharper ones. “Ma, when will the rats come? It pains!” Ma was not there to hear me. Nobody [...]

May 4, 2003 0 comments

Too Lucky To Be Yours

Short Story

As for me, I am a thirty-two year old spinster, living alone in my eleventh floor apartment. And if you too think that I need a physical fitness program, let me tell you that I get enough by beating around the bush, by jumping to conclusions, by going round in circles and by running down [...]

May 1, 2003 0 comments

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