Changing trends in Indian Cinema.

If the film is simple..you can include a hundred details..that create the illusion of actuality better. -Satyajit Ray Cinema could be referred as the ‘bread and toast’ of Indian audience,with one of the vast and expanded film industry in the world , it reaches upto 1.2 billion Indians to the world outside this continent. If…

Ode to 2018..

After backspacing the first sentence for hours,here I am on the verge of writing an ode to memories,dejection and the moments that congregated to blossom a year of unforgetfulness to me.To summarise a novel into a paragraph is impenetrable.And I have never done easy things. As the twenty springs have gone by,one by one,this year…

Dreaming in Andamans : part 2

As soon as our eyes opened,we woke up in the fresh air of the untouched paradise. The second day blossomed. Our first destination was Wandoor beach.Wandoor is a small village situated at the southern tip of southern Andaman.It is approximately 25 kms away from the main city of Port Blair.As we started leaving behind the…

Dreaming in Andamans : part 1

“Leave nothing on the beach but footprints” Maybe in this case,you’ve proven me wrong,you epitome of blue elysian, I have left a part of me moving timidly with the white sand of god’s own heaven.  My journey started in 12th November,when the chilly winds were blowing softly in the midnight of Kolkata,I commenced my journey…

Homecoming

Homecoming, the word might have given birth to the idea of nostalgia, the yearning for something that we couldn’t attain sitting in the corners of a deserted land in some forgotten parts of god’s universe.Readers,today I want to ask a very mundane, uncoupled question. Can’t it be related to your own self ? Isn’t loving…

“Beyond the mundane glance.”-Our book

Dearest readers, There are some posts in the world that leave you puzzled,and out of words as well as out of breath in happiness.But sometimes,in my sense, it is good to be incessantly jubilant. Readers are the main backbone of a writer,the inspiration that is their light in the grimmest hours.You all selflessly support us,…

Falling in love again-Ruskin bond-Book review

“A cigarette that bears a lipstick’s traces An airline ticket to romantic places, And still my heart has wings, Remind me of you.” We human beings are vulnerable without stories,stories filled with agony,stories of love that escaped yesterday and flew into the blue.But we irrefutably without our knowing,crave for what we can not attain,It has…

Ode to my home.

There are places Holding luminosity engulfed in obscurity. Narrowed streets yelling of stillness. The moon rays are pouring its all In the unhabited corners of houses That smell of abandoned glory. The red bricks are silently whispering Of a city vanishing in portions Akin to the ruins of Harrapa, an infinite memory that never ceases….

Laughter and rainy days.

Exhausted and worn out,but I wanted to pen down all I have to say,today.It is a day I would reminisce vividly,separating this day from the other mundane days. You may wonder,is it a concert she has gone or some prize she has won,what is the source of ‘Laughter’ as mentioned in the above title.This ‘laughter’…

Fantasy parade.

The dark shadows and loitering humans As I walk through the love patched streets of Paris, the mellifluous french music drowning my senses in each verse, The sharpening voice of the French singer, wrecked my soul akin to the warmth of the fireblaze on a drowsy snow coved morning, My mind reminisces the traces of…