Pic credit: Anirban Bagui “Taratari hato, Reema (Walk faster, Reema). The 11:20 local won’t wait for you.” Baba didn’t look back. He never did. Missing a train was almost a moral failure in the Banerjee household. I followed him toward Konnagar station. The overbridge rose ahead- tall, grey, and mostly ignored. Konnagar is a small …
The Unexpected Twists That Shaped My 2025
Every year carries its own surprises, but 2025 gave me two plot twists I never saw coming. Each one nudged me gently, yet powerfully, into a new version of myself. They were disguised as new opportunities and endless possibilities that I didn’t fully understand at first. But as the year draws to an end, reflection …
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Ageing Through Frames: A Gradual Shift in Perspective
Recently, Google Photos reminded me of pictures from my marriage seven years ago—right on cue as our anniversary approaches. I smiled at the screen, I remembered how I had posed in all possible styles, switching outfits, adjusting my dupatta, asking the photographer if the lighting was right. I had two albums made—one traditional and one …
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Where It All Began: The Inspiration Behind The Song of Our Bond
Khurda Road — the name reminds me of summer holidays, nani ghar, and the warmth of simpler times. It’s a small town in Odisha where my maternal grandmother lived. Being part of a coastal region, its air carries a gentle saltiness, the palm trees sway lazily, and the red soil glows under the sun — …
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Taking the Wheel: Overcoming an Old Fear
Last August (2024), I was in Kolkata visiting my parents with my young one, who was 7 months old then. Being home with them gave me the perfect window to try something new, to learn a new skill, and I decided to learn to drive because, like Maths, driving scared me. So, I thought, it …
Dreams Don’t Expire
Life is non-fiction… or is it?Some of the wildest fiction is rooted in truth,And some truths feel borrowed from stories.Maybe life is both—a manuscript we live,and a tale we keep rewriting. Dreams spark in unknowing moments. When I was a child, I would stare at the stars and wish for so many things. One day, …
An Ode to Coffee and the Memories It Brewed
I’ve always called myself a hardcore tea person. The kind whose morning doesn’t kickstart without a self-brewed masala chai. Yet, somewhere deep down, there’s this soft, undeniable corner in my heart reserved for coffee. Because “coffee” isn’t just a drink for me, it’s a memory trigger. Each sip takes me back to a different phase …
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In Freedom, We Hope
I had just started reading the book Laxmi Panda when my phone buzzed with the weekly email notification from Blogchatter. The theme for the weekly Blogchatter Bloghop was Happy Independence Day. My mind was already unsettled, and perhaps that’s why I began thinking about the topic more deeply than usual. Normally, I would write happy, …
Opportunity: A Chance or A Miss?
“In the middle of every difficulty lies opportunity”– Albert Einstein Is there really an opportunity hidden in every difficulty, or is that just wishful thinking?? Honestly, it depends on how you see the world. If you're an optimistic person, your mind is wired to find a silver lining, even in the darkest clouds. When you …
My Nocturnal Escape
I love the deeper and darker hours of the night. When the world is at rest and silence wraps around everything. Once the day’s chores are done, I often pause outside my room, watching my family sleep peacefully under the soft, golden glow of the lamp. There’s a quiet comfort in knowing that they’re at …
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