Picnic at Panighata Bridge

Memoir from Bengdubi I don’t remember the date but its somewhere in beginning of February in the year 2000 we went for a picnic at the Panighata bridge, in the terai region near Mirik, Darjeeling. It is nearly 22 kilometers from…

Where I am from

I am from the ruins of the Zamindar palace having long balconies with massive arches and big windows whose red small bricks and broken decorations now show how the time changed. I am from the street of mid-noon, where the sweet…

Memories of Winter

Whenever winter comes, it takes me to the memories of childhood wrapped in the warm blanket of love and care of my mother. My childhood was spent in the hilly areas of Madhya Pradesh, located in the central part of India…

My Garden (An excerpt from childhood)

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…