Weaving prized moments, from life’s treasure chest, together
CHAPTER 9 - THE RIDDLE. A large procession moved on the streets gradually. Trucks loaded with idols of Maa Durga and her children, followed the procession. There were colors in the air. Men had their faces smeared with pink, green and purple. They were directing the group safely towards the Ganges, trying to maintain order... Continue Reading →
CHAPTER 8 - TOO MANY SECRETS Neera struggled to keep her eyes open. She was tired , hungry and sick . There was water all over her face. She could hear two people, screaming and she knew who they were. But, there was hardly any strength left in her to understand their conversation. The words... Continue Reading →
So it's time. The wait is almost over. The fight for survival, finding the answers to the secret of the green box involved a topsy turvy ride throughout . Finally a scarred past meets the present . History revisited, lives lost, the journey from traveling to a free land to again being confined in a shell. Read on to experience the thrill...
আধাঁর রাতের চন্দ্রতারা, প্রকৃতির বাতি বলা যায়। মা তুমিও ঠিক তাদের মত করলে আমার জীবন আলোময় । মেঘে ঢাকা আকাশের কোলে, ছিল আমার শান্তি লুকিয়ে । তুমি আসলে জীবনে, হয়ে নতুন আশার আলো, দিলে আমার সকল স্বস্তি ফিরিয়ে। বহু বছর আগে ভাগ্য নদীতে হারিয়ে গেল আমার মা । স্বপ্নের মত সত্যি হল যেন তোমার... Continue Reading →
As the clock goes ticking, new experiences line our way.... So adding on to my casket of realizations while going through the pages of my book of life....Presenting to you MY QUOTES ON LIFE PART- II, my realizations in my own words.... Negative criticism works more towards improving your abilities rather than appreciations. These appreciations... Continue Reading →
A Weaver at work 