I am in the room, pacing up and down Yet, the room greets me with silence Does not identify my presence or monologues This space feels like an unknown matrix My ideologies clash with the sturdy walls Doors and windows won’t let ideas escape The floor feels soft and my feet can dig in Undulating footsteps will pull me in It won’t be long before … Continue reading The Room
A lonely street acts as a connector Flows down towards the Main Street Here, night settles down quickly Disturbances of human life, a rarity The empty road feels like a tunnel Night camouflages it into ethereal walkway Soft night feels delicate, to absorb the shocks Tired feet of a vagabond traveler is soothed Cool waves are the signals of the Universe Flowing past, to hand over … Continue reading A Lonely Street
Words can kill good intentions. The solution- find appropriate words to articulate them or maintain silence and express your intentions through actions. ~Amitav Continue reading Intentions and Words
City life is bursting with activities, there’s no reprieve from the endless chatter. Language has gone through numerous makeovers, to suit the hectic lifestyles; shortened, twisted, and even coalesced to birth new meanings, to suit the nouveau temperaments. Automobiles hasten the pace of life and it takes skill to tackle their arrogance with certain dexterity of the feet. Even when sidewalks spill over and there … Continue reading Busyness of Life
Amitav Chowdhury 