Insignificant

I’m surfing the music that parts its way from the most conventional tempo, motion, rhythm; every piece of it except the form of music itself. Everyday we’re moving another millimeter closer to death and scariest of all, life. We’re losing another day to death and gaining life through substantially trifling experiences. A simultaneous journey towards…

All about Tonight

I wear a denim hat every night jamming with baggy t shirt and outgrown shorts, while indistinct favourites lie at the brink of my bed. A second-hand Ayn Rand, The Beatles echoing through the see-through deep blue curtains. A nerdy minion, enraptured by the brown cover of a book, is slipping out of the bookmark…

Another Story

A circular road breaks off the daily race of human conventions and floats against the stereotypes of the century. A narrow path diverges from the daily hankering for fuel and defiled breaths of thousand people lurking in daylight. On its right, the kitchens of mediocre momo joints dole out the waste of last ten decades,…

A Bowl of Blueberries

Yesterday was about the fresh warmth among his sweaty fingers. Today is all about a bowl of blueberries. The most oft-repeated trouble of all the philosophers since the beginning of civilization has been in defining the sugar-coated synonyms of positivity. The adrenalin rush that pushes you over the edge to embrace life with all its…

Receding dreams

So, my midday nap got burst into flames at some crushing sound in my room and the next thing I recall is that I am being thrown out of the spell of the millennium. An outer presence disowned me of my maternal rights and exposed me to the rugged duplication. And the tricky part is that…

Familiar Faces

A green door through a purple door. A blue screen inside a white screen. Infinite replicas in a row. Getting smaller and diminished to fractions every split second. The whole system looks like an uncovered box from upside down. One further step within the metaphysical labyrinth would be one distinctive step closer to the angels…

The Moon Tonight

Wavy full moon, casting a fancy spell with Her white sermons. When was the last time She called out my Christian name far away from the sadistic eternity? The adrift tie-in to long lost childhood has been filling in dust all over a 9-year-old memory. The memory of a kid whose eyes were curious to…

The Spectre

Agile drops of insane reality diving into the pool of serenity. My body is swarming with each drop, each crystalline alley in my nakedness. I try to find a way out. Transparency transforms my body into a maze. Dripping water takes the froth of filth away. It’s just me, scrubbed and polished. Almost a virgin….

Monochrome

The modest sky flashed up the same old sombre sun engaged in hiding its dominance across my windowsill. Similar day, another time. When my tanned flesh and bones deluded themselves to retire from the soft cosy bed, it was already afternoon. The banana leaves outside were rejoicing at my awakening. The spare leaves formed two…

Shame

Kolkata lost its last smidgen of self-respect. What does a city convey to you? Its people? Assorted cultures? Or memories? For me, no city is mine and all the cities are mine & only mine. I do not feel the urge to delineate any city as my home. Yet Kolkata granted me memories; him and…

Fleeting Thoughts

Words are powerful. Silence is underrated. Which of the two mechanisms should be chosen to express things you feel deep inside that dark little cave of yours? Like only the cobras understand the mystery of that hissing jargon. Things you wish had an identity, a point-blank form. Things that run around and around like a…

Stormy Nights!

How does the tangibility of a storm influence the darkest core of your being? Can you feel the steep flashes of current tearing your bones apart? Or, the lucrative nectar of water wiping away the dust from your grave? Rain has always been like a throbbing sponge to me. I never understood why people need…

Here’s to Love

My drowsy feet are pressing against the numbness of fresh mud. Quick splashes of darkness start virtually cuddling me from behind and then absorb the importance of my being. The incessant beat of the music and dancing of little hoops of waves. Where shall I hide my unshielded vulnerability? Standing right in the middle of…

It’s Only Words!

Words are departing from my left shoulder now; deceiving millions of alter egos, sabotaging each lone bend of my brain, cerebrum. I can physically feel their escape. They are coming off my eyes, my ears, the tip of my messy hair. The restless budge of my hands struggling to own the edge. Each syllable, each…

The Dreamer

Startling the sedentary spirit of crescent moon, The last train of imagination whistled away. Flickering lights hiking across the hushed alleys, Yet one nonchalant child, wide-eyed. Were lurid stars illuminating the hurdles of her buried soul? Or, was her heart mending those bleeding scars itself? A striking contrast between the scowling sunbeams And the moon,…

The Sword of Love

Unmask me! And the hierarchy of my addled mind. Invade the deep-seated labyrinth of four walls I dare you, my dear, Rip off the rigidity of the hazel armour. Expose me! With a mockery so ferocious Like the magicians with the feigned supremacy. Yet those uneven facades will deceive you Conflicting veil for every split…

The Silent Words

Have you ever struggled to explicate the meaning of silence? Put vague, deliberate words into the mouth of this inexplicable nipper? Some silent words. Words silently uttered. Silently numb. Silently exhilarated. Silently broke. Isn’t silence a distant cousin of chaos? Chaos sneers at him anticipating how easily he takes over the spectra of emotions! But…

Till The End

I yearn for the earth to get shattered, Pulverized into a billion pieces. A raging fortuity Or, another unfortunate misfortune. The dissolving rays of the sun Placating the wisps of murmuring prayers. Darkness grins at the end of a bland monotony. The existence, obliterated. Let the earth get disposed of its burden, Except for us,…

Days After Days

As wintry breeze begins to muffle up the city of joy, Kolkata, like every year, Kolkata International Film Festival (KIFF) brings back a rich profusion of world cinema under one roof. The seven-day-long extensive festival celebrates the eminence in contemporary cinema that showcases the true art form of movie making. It’s wonderful to witness so…

Humanity And More

For an extended period of time, I sincerely believed in what Anne Frank said,‘in spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart’. Here comes the destruction of my sole belief. We babble on about the detrimental catastrophes all the time; the annihilation of rainforests, the considerate measures they should’ve taken…