Conversations at Midnight, With a Fiercely Independent Woman
My typically Bengali girlfriend, brings to the table, decades of organic and traditional formulae – passed on to her by her mother, and to her mother by her grandmother and so on – like…...
6 Years Ago
All Things New
Like every other Bengali child in the colony, I was handed a box of crayons the moment Igrasped the fundamental art of holding my neck straight.My ungodly screams in the middle of the night made a …...
6 Years Ago
About Magic and Second Chances
There’s something incredibly enchanting about a wintry midnight, when a city is drowned in slumber. There’s something hauntingly beautiful about the golden streetlamps that hover over the expressw...
6 Years Ago
The Trouble with Flirting while Driving an Auto
Let’s face it, women are quite stupid, really – still bowled over by adulation, kind words and poetry. A very wise man once told me, “Consultants are people, who look at your watch and tell you ...
6 Years Ago
Imagine Us
Imagine, The two of us Sitting by the twilight The crackle of timber Flares like fireflies That explode in mid-air A shower of ice and fire Melting into the darkness Listen, to the river Tha…...
6 Years Ago
About Sleeping In
Despite our well-intending parents’ commendable efforts to inculcate in us the good old fashioned Indian values of waking up in the morning and contemplating our pointless existences, (every …...
6 Years Ago
