Oh, how much I love Calcutta — the place and geography, but even more the warm-hearted, cultured, passionate…
In the quiet cradle of the dawn,Where whispers of the night have drawn,A thread of light…
Perched on a bench trying to think
In the quiet folds of a fading day, when the shadows stretch long and weary, you are the…
Let’s just laugh, in the open, where the sky is wide and the sun dips low in a…