I am a woman. I believe in myself. I believe in you, too. My faith in ‘us’ is my greatest strength. You and I coexist in a world that wants us to agree to be different. I accept you the way you are. You accept me the way I am. My gender, my age, my colour, my...
His ‘floating hair and flashing eyes’ have always fascinated me. I went in search of Him in some known and unknown nooks and corners of Nepal, the land of the ‘Lord of animals’ – the Pashupati. Pashupati is an incarnation of Lord Shiva. He is depicted with 5 faces,...
As the sunset hangs on a cloud, A weary me sits and dreams Of your lyrical verses, Where autumn days and delicate moons Spoke of simpler times. When there were sounds of laughter and scents of spices In the lustrous Bazaars of Hyderabad. When maidens wearing...
I close my eyes And see I hear I feel I feel your Good morning And the freshness of Golden dewy mountain mornings. I feel your Good night And the love in Silver moonlit mystic nights. I open my eyes And see I hear I feel You with me. ...
A new look at reasons behind balding in men For generations, the father’s genes have been proudly imprinted on children’s achievements; failures are usually attributed to the mother. So, when men go bald, some people believe that the balding genes are headed down from...
কয়েকদিন হল, সকাল আসতে খুব দেরি করছে। যখন আসে, চুপ করে থাকে। রাত আসে, যেতে চায় না। কত কথা বলে। বোধহয় ভালোবেসে ফেলেছে আমায়। রাতের সঙ্গে আমার খুব মিল - আমিই যে রাত। বেশ কয়েক মাস সকাল আসছিল কাছে, তাড়াতাড়ি। তারপর হঠাৎ কি যে হল ? শুধু বলে, “ভালো থেকো, খুশি থেকো।...
Experiencing Ethnic Bengal at the Rare Earth Farms and Homestay, Shantiniketan, Bolpur Train rides and villages of India bring with them a nostalgic feeling. Wanting to expose our children to both, but having limited time in hand, we went on an overnight trip...
Time and again, my friends and family have asked me to ‘do something’ with my photographs and writings. They have often wanted to read my published features. Not all of them are on social media, so they find it difficult to read them if I post them on Facebook. I have...
Somewhere in the journey of life I lost my smile. Somewhere in the journey of life I lost my innocence. Somewhere in the journey of life I lost my faith. Somewhere in the journey of life I will lose my sense. - Sravasti Ghosh Dastidar Kolkata, 25th February...
The Cloud-covered Tale The stone witnessed; The road felt; The leaves and The breeze had a story to tell. The dust and the clouds covered the trail. "Not for all," they said, "is the tale." Text & image: Sravasti Ghosh Dastidar September 1, 2019....