One of the most revered hang outs for Calcuttans. From needles to shoes, puchkas to patties – it’s the inevitable one stop shop for shopaholics. If mayhem, sweat and people fascinate you, then this is the place to be. Native for Calcutta, cosmopolitan for ROW.
Category Archives: My Life
when earth quakes
Earthquakes, quintessentially, creates panic and deprive people of using their common sense. I am consciously avoiding the technicalities here as having the knowledge of how earthquakes happen and the art of surviving when one hits us seldom go hand in hand. I am of the opinion that we must showcase real gut and presence ofContinue reading “when earth quakes”
niche and yours
With them around, any shit will look and sound gorgeous. #sexyassets
illusion
No, I am not here but famished and worn out for a day’s paradise. Anyone with similar echo? Let’s beat the heat, you and me.
the wait, and see through
Cut throat empty roads, solitary me in the street adjacent. Suddenly, I look around and find able companions. The long standing sun saying goodbye through the most convenient rays, white clouds emerging out from their daylight nemesis, the beam which is a result of their occupant collaboration. Amidst them, I ain’t alone.
Impeccable Kohli
Not a T20 guy but 2 on the trot brilliance and Kohli has bought me back in Cricket. Honestly, I have not watched such blemishless batting in a long long, very long time to come. First with Pakistan and then today, Kohli had an array of strokes in the diaspora that used to be visibleContinue reading “Impeccable Kohli”
Reminiscence
When divinity was at one end, I stood at the other.
Wishes Galore
Pouring and big
Water, wind with a wheezing sound, lots of clouds, little twinkles around. Sometimes, with all that we have, we stand susceptible.
my wine
For some it’s a lifeline. To me, it mirrors my soul, my passion. My many sides of enigma in a nutshell. #nightout
old house
This used to be the favourite hideout of my younger days, much much fitter and agile days I must say. Field, outfield, pads, coach, technique, drive, gloves, tension, sweat, lots of sweat, passion, craziness. More importantly, it was my age of adrenaline. After years, took a look at myself through the strokes of the youngContinue reading “old house”
A blissful encounter
No, this isn’t Picasso or Monalisa. It’s a creation from hands of unconditional love and a gift to rekindle emotions. Blessed day!
@Lifeoholic 