One of my most worshipped places. The goddess of ultimate victory, the sound of lashing waves through the holy Ganga, the colossal view of Bally, the shrine where the famous dialogue took place, perhaps a monologue of a saint is the brimming moment of truth.
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Standalone
It’s not the stature that always counts. It’s the attempt to touch the sky that evokes a cacophony of myriad ruptures. Like, fugitives in search of salvation. Like, mortals reaching out to immortals. I like the canvas, what urges brilliance is the modus operandi.
roadmap
Steering thought process, courageously striving through. Not the shadows, rays get me inspired.
Perspective
Innocence amidst chaos of indulgence.
gorgeous biting heat
our energy is the derivative of human passion. Passion comes in from the inadvertent urge to excel and accomplish fine deeds. All but consumed by the wrath of the Sun, the wait isn’t over till the rays get over you and you start surviving by the skin of your life. melts, sweats, pours. watery andContinue reading “gorgeous biting heat”
Hoggs Market
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.
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.
Reminiscence
When divinity was at one end, I stood at the other.
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