Some stories arrive quietly. They do not announce themselves with thunder, lightning, or dramatic events. They begin with something as ordinary as a glance through a balcony door on a hot afternoon. Such a story unfolded before me today on 17th of June in Birpur, the small town on the Indo–Nepal border where I live….
What a Rainy Morning in the Courtyard Quietly Whispered About Taking Rest There are mornings that arrive with purpose. The sun reports to duty early, shadows stand in disciplined formation, and even ordinary household objects seem to know what is expected of them. Clothes must dry. Time must move. Work must be completed. And then…
There are journeys that take us to destinations, and there are journeys that quietly rearrange things within us. They also drop hints about the lessons, nature is illustrating in a very subtle way (whispers of wilderness!). And one such journey happened to me last month, while heading towards North Bengal through north eastern regions of…
The Month When Sunlight Retreats In the Northern Hemisphere, December marks a remarkable astronomical turning point. As the Earth tilts farther away from the Sun, daylight shrinks, nights lengthen, and temperatures sink. For people living across Asia, Europe, and North America, this month has historically symbolized transition — a bridge between the fading year and…
PART 2 (Series: Calm Homes — How the World Slows Down) There is a moment every evening when the day quietly loosens its grip.Shoes come off. Lights soften. The body exhales — often before the mind does. Nothing dramatic happens.And yet, this is where calm usually begins. Across cultures, the evening is not just the…
Yes, many a time, it so happens that while searching for one thing you get some other valuable thing on the way. And, this was how, while browsing for some related information, my first encounter with this term “Hygge” happened. Further research about this Danish term revealed that Hygge is a Danish concept of finding…
December does not shout. It whispers. And in that whisper, we find December asking us to pause and plan for self-improvement. A December evening. In a small Copenhagen apartment, a woman sits by her window in the glow of candles and with a mug of black coffee that smells slightly nutty, slightly bitter – the…
Now when I start pushing my pen to write this piece, it is mid November of 2025; and the sparks of November nostalgia of 1980s; take hold of me completely. November-December of 1980s: End of Our Academic Year The November air of 1980s still lingers somewhere in my memory – crisp, fragrant with first hint…
This time Monsoon season near me has been disloyal and erratic to us. It reminds me the loyal and trustworthy messenger cloud of mini epic (Khand Kavya) Meghdootam, a celebrated work of Kalidasa. This feel triggers in me a story which is about nature, literature and intricacies of human life. And, of course, these are…
We are in July now. In South Asia and particularly in India, it is Monsoon season (rainy season). Magic touch of Monsoon has rejuvenated the greenery all around. This time, Mango Tree in my garden, weaves a nature story for us! In this part of year, a mango tree goes for a brief rest. And…