(Translation of the short story “Gulaam” by Sourobh Kumar Chaliha in Assamese ) “The children beam with joy when it snows…
Reflections on My Father
In our great cycle of life, the happy and harsh moments are juxtaposed in varying rhythms. We unequivocally embrace the…
The Baby
He ducked his head through the sliding door of the room filled with the whiff of that Lancôme fragrance she…
Don’t Count the Candles!
I have never been a fitness maniac although I have always tried to keep the extra pounds off. One…
A Classic Revisited
Cozily snuggled under the comforter with a cup of coffee and absorbed in the Washington Post on my Kindle,…
An Innings of Half a Century…and Little More!
My parents celebrated their 54th anniversary on January 26th. It was a quiet, simple affair with the immediate family. The…
The Excursion
I have been here for a week and intend to leave in a couple of days. Perhaps never to return.…
Reflecting on the Bigger Things
John visits us every couple of months for lawn maintenance services. In his late sixties, he always has that aura…
Living The Hollywood Dream: A Profile On Raja Deka
The courage to face challenges by stepping out of a secure ambience and translating one’s dreams into reality is what…
Thoughts Unwrapped
“Absence makes the heart grow fonder,” is a thought that sounds rather clichéd but sure is submerged in profound reality.…