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DISCLAIMER: Musings and thoughts (not an opinion article) of an immigrant (an outsider?) as the day unfolds, as the verdict sinks in. “From here on in, I may be as woefully wrong as Humphrey Belcher, who decided the time was ripe … Continue reading
It was an organized meeting of minds, a reflection of our finds- Of something that is intrinsic and inherent in design. Literally, it is to resist or gain freedom and/or exemption, (No, no, not from your little bad deeds’ prosecution) From funny little bugs and … Continue reading
Sometimes you come across someone, start a casual conversation, pass some idle time. Sometimes that meeting, that conversation is the end of it. Sometimes it just spirals out and forth into something new as certain pieces seem to fall into place … Continue reading
Claritin is my new companion in this still-new country that I have been in for the last few years. It becomes Allegra, during my more trying times, but it’s only the name that changes. Anti-histamines remain my best friend, no … Continue reading
এ কি বৃষ্টি! গোটা সৃষ্টি দেখ কাঁপে থর-থর; ধরণী কাঁদে, বসে একাকী গোটা গোটা চোখে ফোঁটা বড় বড়। একটু সাবেকি, একটু আধুনিক লুকোনো মানেটা তুই জানিস কি? হাসির ছটায় চোখের জল, মেঘের দেশে আমরা পরীর দল! নিঝুম রাতের ভালোবাসা, সূর্য্য উঠলে … Continue reading
Do you believe in the “divide and rule” adage in making friends? Is that what makes one more likable, worthy and dependable? The ability to whisper some harmless snippets of their “other” friends, putting in that little seed of doubt, … Continue reading
I was going through some old posts of mine, and thinking of the times and inspirations which had brought forth the words that I had penned down. This post is almost exactly five years old, that I had written for … Continue reading
Like riding a tide during the full moon, on a night the meteorologists have been saying that this when the moon gets closest to its earth… that is how it might be like, helpless and vulnerable, where there is no … Continue reading