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The rain calling

And then the rain fell. It fell incessantly, without a pause or respite. It fell on black shiny umbrellas, on narrow suburban alleys, on overflowing garbage bins, on rickshaws chained and parked to the roadside….it rained. The rain, it fell on people’s minds as well. As for me, every time the rain falls, it strangely […]

Loud Blows the Rain

The rain has come again. And it has come in full form. It is blowing on the face of Bengal, drenching its people, flooding its streets and scattering crushed gulmohar petals all over my city. With the coming of the rain in Bengal, all the little Johnnies inside our mind are all out to play. […]