The Weight of Waiting
The smell of damp wool and wet earth clings to the back of my throat, a heavy, metallic perfume that only arrives when the sky decides to press itself against the ground. I remember sitting on a bench just like this one, the wood grain rough…
Valley of Haven by Tathagata Das
This photograph is clicked in Darjeeling. Darjeeling is a very popular hill station of India. It's a place of beautiful flowers and orchid. This photo is taken during the day time,in the month of December. It is a winter flower and very beautiful…
The Ghost of Summer Sweetness
The memory of summer does not live in the calendar; it lives in the sticky residue of juice on my fingertips. I remember the rough, pebbled skin of the fruit, a secret shell that yields to the pressure of a thumbnail, releasing a sudden, cool…