The rains don’t smell like rain back home. The lights are brighter, the streets strange. Religions clash here, 9/11 happened and almost overnight, Muslims weren’t the token minority anymore. Everything’s in English and Bangla has to claw its way out of my throat when I speak. The children we bring…
“The New Town” is a district of the town Anina (Romania), one neighborhood that was built in the early 80s as a residential area for the workers of the thermoelectric power plant from Crivina. The construction of the power plant began in 1976. The authorities’ plan was that this power…
I have traveled to Nilgiris many a times but never did I come across this community living here belonging to a very rare ethnicity called Toda. My indifference to any such enthusiasm was quite evident when I found that I even had a photo of their temple from kodanad but…
In July, 2014, Honorable Chief Minister of Sikkim, Mr. Pawan Chambling, announced that the State Govt. will waive off Graduation fees for all Sikkimese residents in Govt. colleges. This was just an addition to the fact that Education was practically free in Govt. Schools in Sikkim for a few decades…
Varanasi or Benaras, (also known as Kashi) in Uttar Pradesh is one of the oldest living cities in the world and one of the seven holiest places in india. The whole city is fascinated by ancient architecture painted walls, colourful narrow lanes which are connected to the several ghats of…
The Gangasagar Mela that takes place in West Bengal, every year on the auspicious day of maker Sankranti, is one of the largest congregations of Hindu Pilgrims in India. Commoners, huge in number, flock to the southern part of Bengal where the holy river Ganges joins the Bay of Bengal.…
“Throughout the year I live like a zombie. Like the living dead. On one day I am alive and that day happens to be the day, the Rainbow Pride. Amidst all this hatred and negativity it’s the one day I feel hope when I see so much love around.” remarks…
18th May, 2015 turned to be the dooms day for New Market, Kolkata. The busiest market place at the heart of the city, as it got devastated by a rattling rage of fire. Life was shattered into bits. While the firefighters were trying to bring the disastrous situation under control,…
Kumbh Mela, the largest spiritual gathering of mankind on the Earth, is held every 12 years on the banks of the ‘Sangam’- the confluence of the holy rivers Ganga, Yamuna and the mythical Saraswati. Millions of devotees take a holy dip in the sacred water during the mela. Maha Kumbha…
India, a land of diversified cultures and religions, is a home to some of the ancient civilizations on earth. It is a place where varied age-old rituals are performed by people of different religions to demonstrate their faith and as a penance to their deity or prophet they worship. While…
In a country where talent dies an unrecognized death everyday , this is the tale of a boy whose world revolves around the square of the ring. During the day he works hard to scrape off a living from their family’s small coal business. Come evening these thrall of society…
“There is a door to our heart, And a window to our soul. So many beautiful sights, Have been seen out that window, And so many places, That door leads to. Gaze out that window, And open the door And it will give you everything.” A house is a building,…
Tshechu is an integral part of the cultural and spiritual life of the Bhutanese people. It is an annual religious festival held in each districts of Bhutan; according to Tibetan lunar calendar it is celebrated on the tenth day of a month. The dates of the celebration of Tshechuvary from…
I spent my childhood in a small town named pabna, bank of river Padma. But few years later, my family moved to capital. When I recall my old memories, I find myself somewhere near the river Padma gazing a full moon! My school days were passed on the bank of…
It took me more than seven years to bring out this story. It started one evening when I stumbled upon a set of photographs which I had taken while my wife was battling cancer. I don’t know why I took those images, perhaps I wanted to freeze a dying moment…
This is Varanasi, but not the one I used to perceive. While having lassi, a sweet Indian drink made from yogurt, seating in a tiny restaurant in an alley of Varanasi near Manikarnika Ghat, I witnessed that people were carrying dead bodies for cremation and chorused “Ram Naam Satya Hain”…