No Reader for Mr. Mitra
[After a long I have tried to write something. It’ll be great if you read this and let me know in the comment box of your thoughts.]
Category: The Diary of a Boy
The Wee Hours We’re Livin’ In…
Everyone is celebrating to-day. The celebration had started when the news flashed on the National TV channels and web browsers. A moment of silence to get indulge into suddenness of the news and then a loud cheer and hurrah. Yes, the four rapists had been killed by the police. At last the soul of Doctor … Continue reading The Wee Hours We’re Livin’ In…
2nd Year…
Last year after attempting two years in National Poem Writing Month (held in April annually), I thought why not give a chance to the National Novel Writing Month (held in November annually). So, I had participated in it. And my laptop breaks down after I crossed the 25,000 words limit. It was half of the … Continue reading 2nd Year…
Basking in the Sun
There was a time, when the sun used to peeped through the clouds in a monsoon morning or when the morning was late and lazy and study books closed, I used to lie down where the pencils of the rays used to draw their lines– it might be the edge of the bed or the … Continue reading Basking in the Sun
Here I Am…
How long I have not been here….you all have forgotten me…or has given up on me…this post is a bit of what I am up to… On the other side of the road the organizer is playing “তখন তোমার একুশ বছর…” (You might be twenty-one that time…) The song was composed by Bappi Lahiri and … Continue reading Here I Am…
