In 2016 I bid farewell to the familiar, and set foot into the unknown.
During my school days, while curating a photo story for an exhibition, I chanced upon St. Joseph's College in Darjeeling.
Childhood memories are like lace screens, filtering the past into fragments of light and shadow.
Conducting the end of my lecture to the final notes of “We Shall Overcome”, I wait for my students to leave.
Life is a journey that must be traveled no matter how bad the roads and accommodations – Oliver Goldsmith.
Growing up in central Kolkata, I was no stranger to the chaotic sides of urban life.
That ‘Calcutta’ is an anglicized name, cast by the colonizer, is no secret. Yet it sounds undeniably homely.
Kolkata teaches me to embrace ‘Unity in Diversity’ every day in its unique way.
Hey diddle diddle, we have a problem.
