A beautiful morning – Haibun

September 22, 2021
The endless green field with the mustard plants yet to spread the fabulous yellow color all around was glued to my eyes when I dropped there for the first time. In the chilling breeze of the February morning, with my comforter…

The Black Raincoat

September 17, 2021
It was quarter to twelve soon, it would be midnight. It had been  raining heavily outside since morning  and I could not comprehend what to do. Mine was a small house in the hilly region of Darjeeling. It was on the…

My Garden (An excerpt from childhood)

September 17, 2021
I am 10 years old, live in a Railway quarter in a Government colony with my parents. My father is an engineer in the Railways. Our quarter is surrounded by lots of empty lands that have been transformed into a beautiful…