Have you ever wondered how it’s the little things that stick to us. The memories of enjoying a lollypop or playing with our favourite toy as a child, watching a movie or just enjoying samosas with friends as we were growing up bring smiles to … Continue reading Big little things
The early morning thunderstorm by Titas Mazumdar
Delhi/NCR's extreme heat wave for past few weeks all of a sudden was washed off and moistened by heavy thunderstorm and beautiful morning rain...we woke around 5ish hearing the wind roaring in rage and the trees dancing fanatically as if they were all intoxicated by … Continue reading The early morning thunderstorm by Titas Mazumdar
Stealing a rainy afternoon
Stealing a rainy afternoon My stay in Agartala this time has been hot and humid. Though I spent my childhood here I can't bear the humidity any more. The uncomfortable heat made worse by pressure of deadlines to be met. With COVID induced WFH we … Continue reading Stealing a rainy afternoon
A piece from my childhood – gifted to Katha by Titas Mazumdar
I have very fond memories of my maternal Grandparent's home in Krishnanagar... our summer destination every year during my school days... The Greens My grandparents had a big house by the Jalongi river with a lot of greenery all around… coconut, mango, guava, jackfruit, black … Continue reading A piece from my childhood – gifted to Katha by Titas Mazumdar
Good old Tom and Jerry!
I grew up watching Tom & Jerry and their antics, the clever little mouse Jerry almost always scoring over Tom, the hapless cat. Their endless, meaningless squabbles made the Sunday mornings so much fun.
Of Home and Many Homes: A Soliloquy
Life is all about making new homes. As we build our new home, we yearn for the homes we have left behind…
The old Bakul tree next to our gate is missing The mildly fragrant Bakul flowers that would be strewn under the tree through the year are missing Missing are the garlands that I used to string out of those flowers as a little girl The … Continue reading Somethings Missing
Those rain-soaked days…
Jhiri was reclining on the bed, face down, her cheek rested on a pillow and a book lay open next to her. She was staring out of the window watching the light drizzle, rain drops falling on the green leaves, water droplets like pearls falling … Continue reading Those rain-soaked days…
Savouring the flavours of childhood
Tiya bit into the murir moa (laddu made out of murmura and jaggery) with delight! She was visiting home for Pujo and her college friend had called her over for Lakkhi Pujo (Laksmi Puja). Goddess Lakshmi is worshiped in every Bengali household on the first … Continue reading Savouring the flavours of childhood