Where the Earth Breathes
I spent this morning trying to organize my bookshelf, pulling out old journals I haven't touched in years. I found a pressed leaf tucked into a page from a trip I took when I was twenty. It was brittle, almost translucent, but holding it brought…
The Quiet Before the Noise
I woke up before the alarm this morning, which is rare for me. Usually, my day starts with a jolt—the hum of the refrigerator, the ping of a notification, the immediate mental checklist of everything I’m already behind on. But today, the…
Way to Home by Priyatosh Dey
This photo was taken near the Raidhak riverside, in a glowing evening. I was there to capture the setting sun, but after so many take I did not find the suitable one with a different perspective. Then suddenly I saw a guy with cycle coming quietly,…