Debashree Basak

Gazing at the deserted shelves of aisle 7, I reminisce about the very first day I met her. Her luminous hazel eyes were a radiating warm sun warmed with inner gold. When combined with...

  The exuberant waves of time, Caressing the mundane existence Akin to ambrosial zephyr Soothing a restive soul.   Deep down those dying embers Brawl to blurt unvoiced emotions Suppressed by the magical mystique aura Lay dormant like skeletons in grave.   The iridescent and...

  Mother Having lost you Silvery pearls roll down Eloquent mournful elegy Engraved   Pearly Cascading drops Drench unvoiced emotions Flickering glimpses of yore bid Adieu   Silent Barren bosom Emotions ravaged soul Brooding eyes glistened, lament Billow   Lonely Melancholic Crestfallen desolate I pray for a magical healing Within   Holding onto the last Pedicle of buoyant dreams Yearn to reunite...

Growing up in the 90s was such a bliss. Everything was so much natural, be it food, people, the environment, and the media as well. We learned to preserve everything in our hearts and...