My first autumn in the high latitudes.
My first big festival so far away from home, in a different home.
পূজোর একটা গন্ধ আছে, জানেন? একটা এঁদো পচা খড়ের গন্ধ, মাটি পোড়ার গন্ধ, রঙের গন্ধ। টাকার গন্ধ, নতুন জামার গন্ধ, roll-chowmein’এর গন্ধ, আনন্দের গন্ধ। আশার গন্ধ। আকাঙ্ক্ষার গন্ধ। পেচপেচে টিপটিপে বৃষ্টির গন্ধ, ঘামের গন্ধ, খানিক বিরক্তির গন্ধ। একটু rum-এর গন্ধ। একটু খুনসুটি, খানিক প্রেম, অনেক চেষ্টা আর একটু সাফল্যের, গন্ধ। ফুচকার জলের গন্ধ। আর কী … Continue reading পূজোর গন্ধ
I grew up in a secular India, a democratic India, an opinionated, poor, confused yet beautifully diverse India. Today, it is united. But no one asked the ones who were integrated overnight, whether they wanted the unity. If you are celebrating the abolition of Article 370, I ask you to kindly consider the implications of … Continue reading My thoughts on the current ‘state’ of affairs
A simple explanation of my PhD research.
Amongst genders, and languages.
My thoughts, summarised.
About a relapse episode to my depression.
About my depression.
How to transliterate Bengali words to the Latin script with correct representation of the phonetics.
A 5-day trek in the Singalila National Park.
My take on feminism.
Dear God, Thank you for everything. Bless me and help me To be good And to do my studies well. That was our prayer in school, in case you are wondering. We had to utter this every day from the nursery till the 12th. The enormous amount of religious sentiments and observations of religious customs … Continue reading Why I am not an Atheist
An open letter to Diwali, the festival.
Cycling on the mountains in Ladakh.
A day trek along Andharban, with two other enthusiasts.
A solo trek to Karnala fort, through Karnala bird sanctuary.
An overnight trek to Kothaligad Peth, just at the start of monsoon 2017.
This is a collection of questions arising from my curiosity, some answers and references. It will updated as better answers are found. Discussions are encouraged in the comments below.
An appointment with the wild.
It is not always that you raise your hopes for months to have a fire kindled in you, only to be dozed to ashes in a minute. Not always is a man ready to take a risk that spans across continents and important years of his life. It's not easy to be a sport when … Continue reading Reality
An experience of four people on a trek to Nakhind, 100 Km from Mumbai.
A trek up a seasonal waterfall, surrounded by thick mist.
A solo trek to the highest peak in Maharashtra, in the Kalsubai range.
A 3-day tour of Paris in mid-summer. Extremely detailed, this could serve as a guide to tourists.
A humble attempt to describe a 30-minute dive under the sea.
A 2-day 1-night trekking-cum-camping in the Western Ghats.