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 …
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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Summer Escapade To The Mountains
Summer holidays are a wonderful opportunity to explore, unlearn, and relearn. Even before summer fully arrived, the heat was already oppressive. So, I decided to take a brief escape from the monotony of daily life and the relentless heat before our schedule got too packed. We reached out to two of our friends, and after …
The Fight For Fresh Water
JUST IMAGINE: You’re stranded in the middle of the ocean. The water stretches endlessly around you. There is no sign of land but only water that shimmers under the sun like diamonds. Wherever your eyes go, there is water everywhere. You’re thirsty, desperately thirsty, but the irony is you cannot drink a single drop. The …
A Love Written in Waves and Words
She danced with the waves while he found solace in the books. She was adventurous and bold, like the ocean, she called home. He was introspective and thoughtful, weaving tales with his silent gaze. She was the tempest, fierce and unrelenting like the waves, and he was many shades like the books, layered and full …

