2017 was a roller coaster year. Well, I can call it adventurous and tumultuous in the same breath. Yes, you might argue that these expressions don’t quite sit adjacent to each other. But at times, our derivatives stand flawed and undisputed. Strange are the ways of life, so was 2017. Indulgent, attractive, celebrated. Sometimes, weContinue reading “Inevitable 2018, Hello!”
Category Archives: Nostalgia
When Serenity Matters
মা আসছেন
The arrival of Maa, the supreme goddess of love and blessing. The epitome of goodness and nemesis of the evil.
When fear is pain
When he went through the ordeal around the same time last year and came out with a courageous smile, I saluted his tenacity and positivity. I was reassured. He has a long life ahead. One year down the line, and today, I have been thinking hard. After this phone call, I sat and was sittingContinue reading “When fear is pain”
Sun Days
Day or night, the sun never goes down. It wallops, it gallops, it eats your head, it vibrates. But never goes down. Glittering waters or the artistry of the clouds. Deep meanders or open flings. It ain’t going down. Sun never goes down. Hope never goes down. We are hope.
Flying Over Eternal Blues
A tired evening. Lousy attitude. Relaxed and bent over for some real hot and good tea. Behind the nets, it was me at my terrible best. Wait, I am coming.
70 Years of ‘Bharat’
We have come a long way, we have a long way to go. Every country goes through turbulence, so have we. Every country has its moments, we have had our own. Every country has a vision, we have ours. No country is perfect, the flaws exude beauty of renaissance and evolution. We did, we do,Continue reading “70 Years of ‘Bharat’”
The Hit Back Photo
The elation was just around, another one knocking in? Cheers!
photo talk
Pre iPhone era. When photos were shot with devices we don’t see around today. Yet, impressive images with limitations and strong hands to shoot them. Out from the archives but still looks gorgeous! What’s your pick?
for my love, today!
There was a time when I loved being alone, with lots of friends, acquaintances and knowhows around. Today, I need my lifelines to survive. Gosh! Life turns around and suddenly, I am a despicable man.
the wide bright beam
Silence is the beginning of noise, apparently chaos and then salvation. Sometimes, that is.
the brighter few
Randomised. Eyes. Hotspots. Urban ore. Blessed and counting.
