
Snowfall in New York City
Pathways become intricate mazes, etched by whopping snow boots crunching through fresh powder.

Pathways become intricate mazes, etched by whopping snow boots crunching through fresh powder.

These poems drift through lit chambers of wakefulness, dreaming of error, darkness, and the old, broken mercy of sleep.

In West Bengal, Makar Sankranti is synonymous with the preparation of ‘pithe-puli‘, a delightful array of traditional sweets made from freshly harvested rice.

My master used to say that these names, as Hindu, Christian, etc., stand as great bars to all brotherly feelings between man and man.

Pilgrims arrive with dust on their feet and prayers in their throats—old men leaning on sticks, women clutching flowers, children blinking at the dawn.

Battleship Potemkin is primarily known for its innovative film language. It became a template for filmmakers world-wide.

Maitreyi is not only building safer, more trustworthy technology—she’s living proof that determination and heart can turn modest beginnings into extraordinary impact.

Gender-neutral language can unintentionally recast fascism as equal-opportunity politics, flattening historical intent beneath grammatical good intentions.

The cold is sharp, often below –20°C, testing strength and spirit. Yet every step is a lesson in patience and courage.

In the cold and darkness, her fragile dreams burned briefly, glowing with warmth before fading into the silent night.

Waves blur into memories, dreams fracture and fade, and a fragile heart drifts between fire, rain, and forgotten promises.

A school in Phnom Penh became a prison, where silence learned to scream and memory refused to die.