Reflection

Palash and Jayjayanti used to enjoy a ride in a brand new two wheeler through the red-earth road on the bank of Damodar almost every day of week, except Sunday.…

Last Wednesday after a long sun-burnt day in the field during our school’s annual sports, I felt naturally tired; physically and mentally. So I went to Love-Knot, a studio, set…

So January is on its way out. First New Year, then Kite Fair and Makar Sankranti and the last in the list of festivals scheduled for this month, Saraswati puja,…

Rimi and I lead a comfortable life. Rimi came into my life when she was barely two weeks old. She was so small a baby to be adopted by an…

‘Love all,’ father would say and start our daily quota of badminton at night in the front garden. I would pair with mother and father with my elder brother. The…

It was 3rd January, 2011 – an era ended with the death of Shrimoti Suchitra Mitra. It is 3rd January, 2023 – an era ends with the demise of Shrimoti…

Tagore could not preside over the rituals of 7th Poush at the ashram in 1940 for his ailment. He felt pained that it was the first time he could not…

Everything on earth has an expiry. Everything…everyone…one has to let go of. The rise of the sun is poised for its set. The day is set up for night. It…

Love sometimes triumphs over death. Death is an omnipotent truth. Getting born gives one a certainty about life. And that is death. Love can happen in life. If one is…

The youngest son of Tagore, Shomeendronath, was born on 12th December, 1896. He was the fifth and the last offspring. The day was Saturday. The ledger (of accounts) shows that…