The Silence of Snow
I woke up this morning to a house that felt unusually heavy. The radiator was hissing, but outside, the world seemed to have held its breath. I spent ten minutes just staring at the frost patterns on the glass, tracing the lines with my finger.…
Amid the Lights by Nirupam Roy
In fact it was completely a barren day to our venture to find out my fav Alcedo Athis, The Common Kingfisher. Actually the month December to March is the perfect time to make photo of them, yet were trying to trace them. We found but the little…
Let’s raise your voice
What difference does it make to the dead, the orphans, and the homeless, whether the mad destruction is wrought under the name of totalitarianism, or in the holy name of liberty or democracy? I say nothing. Nothing can give a new life to a dead…