10
Haradhoner Doshti Chhele
Ghore Para Moi
Ekti Kothay Hariye Gelo
Roilo Baki Noi
Dosh Theke Ek Baad Gele Baki Thake Noi (10 - 1 = 9)
9
Haradhoner Noiti Chhele
Kaat-te Gelo Kaat
Monday, August 31, 2015
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
The Taste of the Newspaper with a Cup of Tea
I feel so lazy to get up in the morning. But, once up, the day starts
working as if everything has been fed like that in a computer.
The taste buds start working with the morning cup of tea.
Sunday, August 2, 2015
Crow Talk and Her Interpretation
Rain was playing pitter-patter on the rooftop. Though not falling
like they say, “It’s raining cats and dogs”, definitely there was space to say
the rain drops were falling brisk and swift.
The earth was bearing the beat and so also the rooftops. But the birds
perched on the treetops were getting trouble to find shelter. And speaking of
the most advanced crows living in urban areas, they find respite under some
shelter of the brick and mortar homes.
Labels:
Crow,
Crow conversation,
Crow Talk,
Disturbed mind,
Her story,
Portico
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