The Santiniketan Express: to melody and peace

I took the train Santiniketan Express from Howrah at 10.10 am to go to Santiniketan, my parents' present home. It is a place where my parents shifted to nearly 20 years back from their earlier home of nearly 25 years, Jaipur. They decided to spend the rest of their life at this idyllic hamlet called... Continue Reading →

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She sells sea shells…

This small watercolour by Priyam Chatterjee brings many thoughts to my overworked and undersized¬†brain...A brain greedy for rushing colours, vibrance and images cannot stop going back to this painting and freezing...arrested with the stark painfulness of the moment captured in vivid colours. A day before India creaked with¬†her arthitic joints towards her nearly 70th birthday... Continue Reading →

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