The Sudden Chill of Impact
The memory is not of the fruit, but of the shock. It is the sharp, sudden sting of cold water against the skin on a humid afternoon—that visceral, breathless gasp when a splash hits your chest before you are ready. I remember the smell of…
The Weight of Silence
I spent this morning trying to fix a wobbly chair in the kitchen. I kept tightening the screws, but the wood just wouldn't hold. Eventually, I gave up and sat on the floor instead, leaning my back against the cool wall. It was quiet. For a…
Intense Gazer by Nirupam Roy
While going to my school early morning, I observed this bird of various colors almost every day. I along with my friend photographer Tamal Debnath planned to take a few shot of it. According to our plan we made a hiding place near by the pond…