Author: gdutta17

Born in the year 1968, my childhood was spent amidst the beautiful scenic landscape of a small town in India, Ranchi. Though an engineer by qualification, reading, writing and cooking are my passions. Another thing that I am passionate about is my country, India. As they say, a lifetime is probably not enough to explore the whole of India. Currently based in Kolkata, I can be reached at gdutta17@gmail.com.
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Ah! Autumn…

Ah! Autumn! Season of joy at seeing fruits of labour rear their heads all over land, fluttering in a dance to the tune of cool breeze. Season of azure and breathtaking sunsets; as if the sky is overjoyed at being rid of the heavy cloak of brooding, menacing clouds. Season of journeys; migratory birds taking … Continue reading Ah! Autumn…

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Lovers’ Ways

Gaze into my eyes, She said. That’s where love resides. Look into them And you shall decipher, A route going down Into my heart. To know what’s in my heart, You need your eyes To look straight into mine And fathom What my heart desires. Mere words are not enough To express desires. Lips can … Continue reading Lovers’ Ways

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Song of the Road

The roads have a song For all those who choose to listen. It hums the tune as it goes along, Twisting and winding; A vagabond Who cares not For the destination. In the lap of the hills It sits cradling, Learning a note from the wind And borrowing the lyrics of silence. From one hill … Continue reading Song of the Road

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Midnight

Settling in every nook and cranny, Every city, every locality, Seeping into the densest forests, Further most corners of oceans, Night picks up smell Unleashed by day, Processing them, Converting them into dreams. At midnight; Picked up by the breeze And the moonbeams The dreams are transported, laid gently over the eyes Of the sleeping … Continue reading Midnight

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Books

Books take me On an adventure, A whirlwind chase, Of pirates and lost treasures. Books take me On a path of lovers’ destiny. Words of print, It’s caress, soft and soothing. Books engage me In a lecture of philosophy. Teaching me sustenance, Amidst everyday melancholy. Books stir my soul. Poetic thoughts in pages abound. Paens … Continue reading Books