“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky”Rabindranath Tagore
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It’s the time of the year when days are shorter than nights I was having an evening stroll through my garden. Cold breeze from the west swept pass me giving me chills, dry leaves on the ground started dancing to the tunes of some melody. Like a bird that has lost her song, I stoodContinue reading “Lessons of nature”
I reached my home around 10 P.M after the rough hectic schedule at the hospital. The living room was dark and empty. The succession of shrill rings of my cell phone cut the silence of living room. I was startled, I picked up the phone. It was my“bhaai” (Bengali term for elder brother). My nervesContinue reading “My loss at the eve of Diwali”
On the cold November night , I stood by my window glaring at the dark lonely woods behind my cottage. Listening to the wailing wind passing by the hollow woods, Shrills and rustling leaves of the forest which resembled the ghostly steps. Everything around seemed cold, lifeless and morbid. The air around is filled withContinue reading “Cold November Night”
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