Ten Innocent Compartments by Somnath ChakrabortyTen Innocent Compartments by Somnath Chakraborty
Really it’s a story for me. A sublime poetic vision I ever got. It was a click that I steal in course of returning from Gourdwaho after a daylong exhaustive searching for new one. Ya, “Ten Innocent Compartments” who are not acquainted with the new gaming ideas, but they turned my frame into Painting. You know, while I was shooting this frame I was still listening their voice actually pretending to release whistle and that that sound “Kuuuuuuuu Jhick Jhick” and so on. Though I know that how far I am concerned and I have been attached with perfection and authenticity of this frame, but I really wanted to share the series of innocence once I have been luckily gifted.
Take the Derivative of Red by Sharon Lai
My concentration seemed to fade as my mind wandered from calculus. I pulled my headphones off my ears and tossed them on my workbook. Music seemed to keep me entertained while taking the derivative of useless functions over and over again. Captivated…
Walking on the Bridge by Jose Juniel Rivera-Negron
It was a cold day in Clear Water, Florida. My nephew and I were walking through a long bridge, it was so cold and windy that we couldn’t make it all the way so we decided to go back, I walked ahead of him to take the picture, I ask him to smile, and he did a little and said that it’s to cold, so I just took it like that.