FS: Book 1 – Chapter 7
The art of baking ‘Pithe’, the seasonal delicacy was a common one in the village of Nabaghat. It was also a major source of gathering for all the women in...
FS: Book 1 – Chapter 6
New born winter brought in fresh fragrance from the colorful blossoms. The villagers got busy sowing and reaping grains. From morning to night the whole village could feel joy and...
FS: Book 1 – Chapter 5
Durga Puja is the biggest festival of Bengalis. This Durga Puja Kalo would be going to her father’s house, the home where she had spent her unmarried childhood. From the...
FS: Book 1 – Chapter 4
Anadi Rai went out of his way to ensure his subjects were happy. He planned and strategized methods to keep them healthy, safe, and lively. Every evening he set up...
FS: Book 1 – Chapter 3
Wednesday was the day Anadi Rai visited the supermarket in the city to sell the week’s crops and vegetables grown in his village farms. At the ungodly dark hour of...
FS: Book 1 – Chapter 2
It was 4:00 AM. The onset of winter was just starting to make the early air chilly. The sun got lazier now that autumn had been fleeing, resulting in a...
The Living Ghosts
Onto the wave crashing sand, souls on parade. Neil was humming rather loudly, his voice floating and drowning rhythmically with the gorgeous sound of the sea. A pleasant evening indeed!...
Festivals of the Fall, it’s in the Air.
Here’s a small video of the best festive moments. Enjoy!
Feathery Blues
Soft coos broke through my train of thoughts. By god, those birds look way happier than most people I have seen. What could be their secret? We have everything; a...
Single Lady and Her Urban Problems
It is 6 o’ clock in the morning. Kuppy is sleeping. Wake up you lazy girl. No, that wasn’t 6; it was written 8 o’clock. And the name was nowhere...