My Friend Rashmi Chatterjee

Lover of trees, birds, forests, and hills Abhorring the cities wrought by civilization She is a child of nature, without … More

A Trip to Nainital

I see the lake, vast in expanse, The sun reflecting off its surface The trees giving it a green hue … More

Enter only such field of study Or only such profession Or only such job or line of work If intrinsically … More

Sent to earth to be a human, presumably, Sometimes devilish, sometimes divine I transgress my boundaries often To be just … More

I find it weird to see people fearing, Dreading this thing called death In death if you are, it is … More

Maya peeks at me Through snow-clad mountain Maya winks at me Through rose-laden bush Maya waves at me On the … More

In her arms Would there be a feeling Of coming home? In her arms Would there be a feeling Of … More

Thinking about emotions Is what I’m good at And not so much At expressing them Every emotion expressed Carries with … More

Life makes no sense Neither does society. The economy makes no sense Neither does culture. A politician makes no sense … More

I am only too well aware Of the extent of my mind How limited, how very limited And there seems … More