Of Winter, Nights and Memories….
Winter has finally arrived in my city, Kolkata. The mornings are misty with the sun tiptoeing slowly into vision making the distant scape clear. The sun has lost its usual […]
Winter has finally arrived in my city, Kolkata. The mornings are misty with the sun tiptoeing slowly into vision making the distant scape clear. The sun has lost its usual […]
The love of pouring emotions on a postcard, an inland letter, or just a plain paper; the excitement of opening an envelope inside which there were love, tenderness, and feelings […]
“Perhaps the greatest reading pleasure has an element of self-annihilation. To be so engrossed that you barely know you exist” – Ian McEwan Don’t you think books are perfect as a […]
pangs of love, like thorns, are etched deeply in the heart soft as rose, and bleeds
The olfactory receptors register memories in a better and customized manner. A particular smell exudes a long-lost memory resting somewhere deep inside the mind. I’ve experienced it a number of […]
“Why are you breaking the chalks into pieces?” The girl, the monitor of Class VII-B, asked the boy. The boy, though intelligent, was renowned for his prank playing habit. […]