'Come on, Kaku, we'll be late!' said my six-year-old niece, Rupsa, to me, her paternal Uncle. 'Don't worry, Rupsa ma, we won't be late,' said I, addressing her in the traditional Bengali way of calling a young girl ma, mother. In reply, she pouted her lips. I was about to add 'we can't be late' … Continue reading The Shooting Star
Ignite your mind in the search for knowledge.Never give up that pursuit. Only when the tree has grown enoughDoes it bend and bear fruit.
O Time! Moderate your pace,For with you, I am in no race. You skip over any and all the boundsLike a group of excited hounds,Who, when they sense fear excess,Dart all the faster with no recess; Your perennial, invisible stream flows,Which itself, about time, not knows;Its work is to keep flowing stillAnd never, for even … Continue reading Time
'Water. The soul of the Earth. The giver of life. Chemically a compound, essentially the element of existence. Water is described in textbooks as 'a transparent, tasteless, odourless and nearly colourless chemical substance', but that is a purely scientific and narrow minded approach, though now it is not much more than that. Once, water was … Continue reading The Last Drop
A drop. Two more.On Earth's parched floor.I can count them for now,And just long for more. A drizzle. A downpour.Out on the moor.The countryside seems resurrectedThat is for sure. Two seconds. Only one more.And suddenly I exit the lureOf the sweetest dreams;Now I am outside dreamland's door. And in reality soreI see the problem's core,That … Continue reading Only An Alien’s Lore