Only a handful of people attended the funeral though the dead person belonged to the same village and known to everybody there. He did not know anyone. He had expected at least a few familiar faces. There was none. After the simple religious ceremony of [more...]

[This story is completely a work of fiction.] It is a June evening and Sun is setting down. The Goldenyellow sky above is getting murkier and the air is moist and humid. Kashmir is in full bloom and everything in and around it is adding [more...]

The good poets are people who are at the finest point of awareness of an age. They are more aware than any other people. Their consciousness is  like a fine gossamer in which the smallest particle of dust also causes a vibration  and significance. lt [more...]

Deep, deep green beamed from the canopy of branches as the last remnant of morning fog danced through them. The rich smell of wet earth filled the air, soaked my clothes, my hair, everything with its fragrance. I looked through the trees at the rising [more...]

Passengers travelling in the train develop intimacy within a short span of time without knowing much about each other. To cite a few examples, the young man did not hesitate to get down when the train arrived at a station, run to the water tap [more...]

KATHANIBARIGHAT (A River station on the Brahmaputra)   With huge collections of coal heaped around and the eroded bank of the Brahamputra laid bare, the greeny waves of the newly grown grassy weeds on river—silted sandy bosom vibrated to the last edge of vision. The [more...]