The Weight of Stillness
There is a peculiar physics to the way we inhabit a room. We move through space as if we are carving paths, leaving invisible trails behind us like snails on a garden wall. We are always arriving, always departing, rarely just being. I remember…
Gorgeous Parch by Nirupam Roy
I along with my co-photographer Tamal Debnath were going to take some photos on the common kingfisher in our found out place. We were on our bike and I was ridding. We were talking ourselves; suddenly Tamal pressed my soldier to stop the bike.…
Friends Forever!
Tell me what are the most precious gifts of life? Don't you think one of it is the gift of a friendship? To go through the stormy ocean of life what else does one needs rather than the kind company of a dear friend? Money or success, everything…