All posts tagged: West Bengal

A meeting with the Frogs

Writing from Kaushik’s village home in Jhargram. Its night. Light has come after nine hours. I have cooked six packets of maggie. We both will eat it all tonight. Kaushik has gone to get McDowell’s. Its my last night. We are partying. I posted that letter to m. Meanwhile, something happened. Let me share this. it was magical – I am fortunate to have spent a memorable time during west Bengal monsoons. The blue sky behind the clouds had slept and drizzling took a break from firmly falling for days. I found sometime and went out for a small walk. The air was muggy. Balconies were empty. Drops were still falling from the sides of the roofs. Yellow bulbs have taken a stand and sounds were coming out of televisions. A little late a sole cooker spoke. I took the right turn. Once football field where i played on my arrival day five days ago had nature-d into a full filled country pond. I was awed to see the amount in which the frogs have gathered here. …

A monsoon in Bengal

State Highway number 9 Silda Football ground, West Bengal Sharing this letter i wrote to a dear friend while i was travelling for the first time through rural bengal. -. Rain was never far behind. This happened to be that moment of my journey. This tree felt home away from home. I knew it ended right there with this photograph. I realized home is calling. Travels have not been too comfortable but its liberating to learn that i could come to west bengal at this time. Clouds don’t seem to have much time to move ahead or to stop, they are moving in circles. Fields are just too green everywhere, and roads connecting villages too red. Pond’s are over filled, and women, girls in them makes me feel at times, its worthless to get educated and get conscious of your knowledge. The only thing one has to learn is the language of the world that has no place for words in it. And yes the cows, goats, buffalos, ducks, hen and chickens are in plenty …