“Do the numbers speak when they are spoken to?” The ceiling bellows at dawn: Somehow tenderly as the wilderness crumbles in deep slumber. She picks up the fingers of a deft mind and pirouettes with figurative art. Archaism- her old friend from the late-night bar across the street- Sips a pint next to her onContinue reading “Portraits of Disillusion”
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Bharatanatyam: An Art and An Emotion
When you are five-year-old, born into a Bengali household, you are more likely than not already attending five different extra curricular classes. Needless to say, I was no exception in this case. I still remember my mother sitting me down next to her on the sofa, one fine day, to explain the significance of danceContinue reading “Bharatanatyam: An Art and An Emotion”
Swan's Labyrinth 