My Abandoned Poem
My Abandoned Poem~
Yet again
My poem
Is abandoned
My Abandoned Poem~
Yet again
My poem
Is abandoned
Noddy Dreams~Those blissful years In Noddy land
Cloudburst~
Emotions break out
In cloudburst
Building Our Home in Poetry~Do we
Live in verses then?
Do we
Talk in rhymes?
Emote in syllables?
nothing could have prepared me for marvellous structure of Coochbehar Palace
Partition Stories,
Truth is even as we celebrate India’s independence and embark on the celebration of Heritage week, there are millions who still reel under painful aftereffects of severance.
What does one do in these circumstances but cope,…yet the memories remain, and haunt…
And this time our destination was the district of Nadia.
Nadia of historic roots,
Beyond colonial creations.
Nadia , the land of Bhabananda Mazumdar and Maharaja Krishnachandra.
Nadia is further noted as a pilgrimage site for the Bhakri movement founded by Shri Chaitanya , that swept through Bengal and beyond in the 15th century uniting cast and creed in a unified Krishna Consciousness.