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 flaunts 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…

Love And Hypocrisy

How uncanny it is to live in a society where an embrace is considered as obscenity and the dazzling phenomena of urinating in a public place can be shrugged off! Is a relationship illegitimate just because two people who love each other haven’t signed a stupid piece of paper? The thoughts clouded her mind when…

Life Happens

His dark complexion and the decrepit figure didn’t go along with the depiction of an artist; though his agile hands and the lucidity of those topaz eyes contradicted the view. His lips were half asunder, the slightly frayed t-shirt indicating a vestige of vulnerability. The hustle and bustle of the vast seething city couldn’t make…

The Magic Wand

Once again she could feel his filthy hands making an expedition all over her delicate skin, as if she was an object that can endure the inexorable force with which he penetrated her vagina and the kernel of her soul. Then he would get up, leaving a stench of vodka upon her languid body. She…