The Weight of Hands
We often speak of time as a river, something that flows past us, indifferent and swift. But perhaps it is more like the dust that settles on a shelf—a slow, quiet accumulation of presence. In the corners of old rooms, where the air feels…
Requiem of A Journey
Do you believe, every journey of your life is a journey to discover your soul?
A journey itself is an integration of stories; sometimes bad, sometimes good, sometimes with overwhelming experiences.
A road through the clouds, a narrow but…
Kid Ties a Knot by Swaroop Singha Roy
While roaming on my terrace, trying to figure out what to shoot, I saw this little kid on my neighbor's roof running from one corner to the other, then suddenly he stopped near a few lines of ropes, and was trying to tie a knot. The cuteness…