Swim away…

Looking for a meaning, I plod through my thought- clutter. I get hold of some pieces and try to make something meaningful out of it. But, But…. It looks different from what I actually saw. My thought canvas is marred by some abberant strokes, so much so, that I do not get transported to the…

Comfortable Silences

It was just another day in Kolkata, West Bengal, India. We were sitting in the far corner of a well-lit colonial cafe against the backdrop of a setting sun, facing each other, but looking inwards. This is the time we choose to introspect, because we can truly be ourselves. I got free at 6:00 and…

Reading Experience # 2

The Unsafe Asylum – Anirudh Kala It’s a story describing the impact of India-Pakistan partition on the psyche of common masses, driving some of them into madness or psychosis while others who were already susceptible to this menace succumbed in the worst possible way. The narrative takes the help of a fictional psychiatrist Dr Prakash…

It’s surreal for real-1

Love…. How do you define such a delicate and pure feeling ? Is this just an emotion or it’s a feeling that takes over conscience and manipulates you to do or behave, which you otherwise wouldn’t have done ever. I’m at Crossroads, unable to decipher the inexplicable threads of love which entangles among themselves, so…