A Blue Dot of Thoughts

My four years in Bengal did not go in vain. Some of that famous ’pratibadi chetna’(loosly translated as spirit of protest) has got into me ...

I woke up suddenly when I heard the recognizable sweet sound almost in my dreams . There was a distinct aroma of familiarity in the room. I...

Here is a pair of lovely sweet-pea from my garden wishing everybody a love-ful day .

Yesterday evening I suddenly realized that one of my files is missing from our little study. Now the documents it contained were no way val...

We discussed Gods and myths during lunch hour today . Surprised, are u? Yes…rightly so if you are. I mean lunch hour is meant to discuss tyr...

(Father Daughter :one of the photograph from Vivan Sundaram's A Retake on Amrita 2001 ,NGMA) I am not an art critic and except few well...

"Bare branches of each tree on this chilly January morn look so cold so forlorn. Gray skies dip ever so low left from yesterday's ...