Sunday Talks

Poems - Gayatri Devi Borthakur

Who ever started the game of Dice Who ever started the game of Dice Is not a direct question to you Yudhithira It's...

Billet Doux Who painted the girl as River ? A question still rises from the heaps of rosy syllables. But the question re...

Paint My Lilies Pink When the soothe in darkness knocks, and my ear's locked And my head's heavy, sickness in tube preva...

WINTER Where is my childhood lost? Ignoring all my careless mistakes- Now it’s time to make it most, Trying to gain fres...

Chapter 25 It was a rainy afternoon. Dorothy, an author of a best-selling romance novel was writing her third. It was ne...

An air conditioned afternoon The wound of a void becomes a nail It stuck through the chest wall. Vibrationless, Speechle...

Celebrating the 100th Birthday of Bhanu Bandyopadhyay, but in some other part of the universe: A Remembrance It would no...

Religion, Faith and Optimism-Sunday Sojourn We talk and wax eloquent about the secular ideals that are so very deeply em...