লাল সাদা গামছা

The biggest motivation to stay put here, without totally giving up, far away from home, is to go to the terrace in the evenings and notice the very many লাল সাদা গামছা all around the পারা।
You're not alone!
We're not alone!

Unishey April.
Bujhlen, bujhlen na, bujheo bujhlen na.
So be it :)

Ego boost for people who once made you live cannot really harm much.
So be it :)

Make Me A Channel Of Your Peace?

A mother, too blind.

A teacher, too kind.

Few comments, too grave to pass.

A son, too cheap,

A thought, too deep,

Why don't we teach at home, what we teach in class?

My Alma Mater weeps;

Make me a channel of your peace?

-Abhishikta 

Shine On

"The moon would always remind me of you", he knew.
The beauty,
The passion,
The  glorious compassion.
"How can the moon not remind me of you?", he claimed.

Years in between.
Locked-down, quarantine.

"How can the moon not remind you of me?", she wondered.
The grace,
The light,
The unapologetic bright.
"The moon can never remind you of me", she knew.

-Abhishikta

AMI BARI JABO :"(

Chocolate Pastry!

The lockdown has not been too bad on me (trying my best on the optimistic face). Except for the fact that I could not go home (the worries shall come later), I really am extremely thankful for the food on my plate, and quite a variety of it, the abundance of movies and the neck deep work which leaves very little room to get bored.
However, there definitely has been a lack of all things fish and sweet in Karnataka (privileged statement, I know, I'm sorry, really!). To add to this, there are these million Amul ads these days, where every sweetdish makes me hungry, cranky. I have been craving for a good chocolate pastry ever since the lockdown and tadaa, here comes Ns surprise at my door (not that I appreciate food deliveries at this time). Counting my blessings! I could do a happy tear sprinkle with my hunched back at this. Also, before I jinx this as well, like always. Tweedle dee dum