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My last post on this blog— the last sketch of the equivocal face & the answer to the three questions
The tale awaits the listener for there’s midnight now, imagined or otherwise, and silence, if you will excuse the sound of dripping water, for there is always a damn tap somewhere that refuses to shut its mouth, and the nocturnal sounds of the ...
Dogs Bollocks Emotions- what has been your search?
You step in the stream, But the water has moved on. This page is not here. RH speaks to his mask: Ah, and I’ve always wondered what you’ve kept searching for. Happiness, purity of faith, release from boredom? Fear, silence, vacuity of s...
On how to hammer the woman, the witch, the heretic
The dreaming is the only intelligent form of suicide, as the saying goes. And the world has its vengeance on those who kill themselves, it kills you by forgetting that you exist in your dreams, and outside it. Do you know what’s exactly meant b...
A Tale of Two Fires
Yesterday evening, around eight, I closely experienced the red groans of multiple fires that devoured 6000 homes at Uttarpanchannagram in East Kolkata. A bus was returning from the Stadium-contained”Book Fair”, packed to overflowing with ...
Akbarnama:A day in the life of Jalaluddin Akbar
The life regal, the life divine, recreated in mundane terms of diurnal cycles of habit and habitation problems… shouldn’t we be interested, even if we’ll never watch the film? “Catch the fun,” as the screamers say? In w...
You knew it long before the gods and the poet did
For the summer days are fast approaching and shadows will gather to combat the heat, they will be long, brilliant and turbid as confused thoughts, or noxious as festive, forgetful fumes rising out of our bodies and from the strange slithery city of ...


