Her Face

I was a traveler with fatigue and frustration,Walking down an unseen road clumsily,The streets were grey except the bright sky,I predicted a downpour hastily. The harsh sun was up and it was there to stay,No wind was blowing to make the trees sway,And there I was walking not taking a breath,Searching for a destination not…

Remember? My Friend

I am now feeding the cow at my aunt’s house in Anandpur, on a daily basis. I am responsible to feed it vegetables, grass, and hay daily, thrice a day. The cow is fed in the morning before milching, then in the afternoon, and then again in the evening. The cow and her calf is…

Nabakunja in Anandpur

After my boards, me, and my parents ( actually I) decided to go to my aunt’s ancestral house in Anandpur.There a Hindu celebration of worshipping Lord Krishna and Goddess Radha in nine separate pandals across the neighborhood. These pandals are called Kunjas. In each of these Kunjas, a group of two to three people sing…

To Anandpur

On the day of 20th March me and my parents woke up early in the morning, about 6 o’ clock. Then we boarded a bus to Howrah. The day was sunny and warm. On arriving at Howrah, we managed to catch the train scheduled at 8 am. We had planned to catch the train at…

Wind

The winds are blowing wildly in Anandpur. Quite soothing as well. But still the sun is ablaze.