Quarantine Chapters

I think it’s only the earth/nature that accepts you without your race and your colour. And even opens the door for every body to bloom after death.So this is the first grown cucumber, papa planted during this #Quarantinedays. And here’s the fruit. That’s the bamboo shoots we received, early morning and a few chillies, collectedContinue reading “Quarantine Chapters”


Every eye is a mystery Every eye has a creative fantasy Every eye has created its journey Sometimes rational Sometimes superstitious Sometimes fictional, sometimes a liar Every eye has its  deleted story To walk, to work,  To talk, to learn, Mobile and laptops Tablets or iphones Eyes, poor  little eyes Exploited….. Spectacles or lens MoreContinue reading “Eye”


​I wear a bra that delights their sight and troubles me more A bra that tortures and imprison my chest A bra necessary to provide a shape. I wear a bra that focuses my feminity ,my cleavage A bra that locks the first layer of a female skin A bra that channelises a mother’s loveContinue reading “Bra”

The Uninvited Guests

source: google/Pinterest Where on earth am I safe? Where? Those eyes staring at me constantly as if I am walking naked. I think their mind has become a dress scanner. Such is their looks. Girls its high time we visit a smithy and construct an Iron Woman outfit or Is this the reason why manyContinue reading “The Uninvited Guests”

How I Became a Tree – Sumana Roy

I am quoting my words from my poem Azaleas posted a week before in my blog. “I still have that old photograph Me and my mother beside That new mother happily bursting with pink azaleas It was last winter,  Grandpa had to cut it short  I still remember that expression Of discomfort and regret “Don’tContinue reading “How I Became a Tree – Sumana Roy”