Life in Death
Death valley, isn’t it in the photo of Anindya Chakraborty? But, does it really look dead? Look at the sun rays and the open heart of the valley. As if, the golden sun is trying to prove his might by uncovering the heart of this death valley…
A Glimpse of Another World
We never want to believe that there is a magical reality. We choose to ignore the half-open door leading elsewhere or a cold passage of a strange house, perhaps on the outskirts of town; and don’t want to be a part of any fantasy. Instead,…
Bliss of Absence
When I feel lonesome and isolated, I usually read Shelley. Like him, I like to be a nightingale and sit in darkness, and sing to cheer my own solitude with sweet melody. As, meditating in my solitude, I find supreme bliss. Have a look at the…