The Lost Vagabond

"THE LITTLE TOWN MIDST THE WOODS"  The journey at Dooars brought little its and bits along with it as we started ascending the foothills of the great range through the deciduous foliage. One of those cherishable recollections was this small town midst the woody ranges.  We had to halt at this area in order to reach our destination. At the marketplace of this town which is also supposed to be the last place where network is available, the rest of the trip is supposed to be with dead phones until you again retrieve back to the spot. Since, we did not have a charted plan to roam around, we instinctively decided to take the short hike towards the Buxa Fort from there which is around 5 km down the hilly road. The clicks of hiking towards through the forest and the mesmerizing beauty of the woods is in the last post of the 'Dooars Diaries'.  A bit off-side from the busy route, amidst the forests, rests this small metropolis with its people living in harmony with the surroun...

  "RENDEZVOUS OF DEATH" Disclaimer: This post has not been tried to make any offence. Please do not feel so.  All our lives, we keep running to meet the deadlines of time, only to find ourselves the late runner. By the luck of chance, even if we come across certain 'correct' timings, we fall in the dungeon of the 'wrongs' in the next. And finally, going down the sweet and salty path when we reach the finish-line, we are already "too late". Death arrives. But is death early? Or even late?!  I suppose death comes only at the most certain moment. You can argue about accidents or even self-infliction, but only if we have known all the equations of the entire universe and still be alive to talk about them, then I hope the argument would not suffice. The only and most probable truth ( proven ) lies in death. The infinite flow of the nature chooses to be shrouded in mysteries but has left something for us. It has shared a trick with us. Too certain a trick!...

         "The Death of A Day" I apologize for the quality of the picture. My phone camera could not bring out much in such dim light. The sky had taken on a very pale shadow with the evening falling in. On the other hand the monsoon season in this corner of the world had called for shades of some grey. As I looked outside my window that evening, there was this beautiful scenario that gave me chills. I knew I had to capture this moment right away. With this person on the other end of the connecting line, I took the shot.  The emotion that was playing somewhere was something kind of like a hiraeth. The end of such a day creeps up from time to time and remain uncalled for, unique in its own way. A perfect moment thus created at the death of a day. Random clicks. REDMI 4A 08.01.2020

DAY 4 : "JOURNEY THROUGH THE SOMBER SILENCE" As the trip continued with all its perks throughout the forests of Dooars, we decided upon taking a short trek to the Buxa Fort.  This was probably one of the times there that I would like to remember from time to time. It was about 5 km up and down the hilly roads that took us to the fort. There was no such extravagant experience that followed, but rather the silent, cool extravaganza that the diverse range of woods provided made everything worthwhile. As we ascended through the rocky path of the mountains, the belt of deciduous foliage welcomed us. We were surrounded by old, great trees standing in utter silence with decades of secrets within the long, thick trunks.   The thought of how always the forests have accepted us no matter who we are, where we come from, the woods welcoming the humans with those droopy branches has amused me for a long time. But it will be hard to expect the same behavior every time from the opposite...

"THE TOUCH OF JAPAN" These are some clicks of my little neighborhood. As you can probably guess that it is a very quiet place with very few people. almost none on the streets. The most beautiful part of here is that it doesn't fall under the direct congested area of the city; rather, it is a small neighborhood which likes to be surrounded by a number of trees in its own serene tranquility, beyond the city's hustling pollution. And also due to this, the gradient shades of colour is frequently visible on the vast canvas overhead. This mesmerizing scenarios like to make me think of my surroundings being painted by a Japanese artist turning this place into nothing less than a Japanese neighborhood. Maybe it's my love for that place that compels me from finding such likeness. These clicks altogether have been gathered for over quite a period of time, maybe about a span of three years. But little by little, they found a sequence and that's how this post came into be...

"AND THEN RAIN CAME IN" It is the month of June already as we are continued to be in quarantine. In this part of the world, it's monsoon now and so comes splashing every now and then, The Rain.  I don't really know but this very season is a bit closer to me than the others of the cycle. There's no particular reason I could think of except for the fact that the day I was born, it rained heavily as they say. So maybe it's that or maybe something else but when the rain comes and with it the strange feeling of something that I cannot really express, I suppose, the cold but gentle touch of nature along with the smell of the sky and as it pours down on the city all over and just cleanses her down is what I really look forward to every time.  As I write this, it's again a cloudy sky outside now and that's the best part of this time. These are some clicks I took a few days back after quite a drizzle took place. The raindrops fell on the cobweb of my window and...

"SO WE REMAIN" It was just another evening when me and my friend went for a walk down the roads of the city. It just happened to be dark when we were sitting on the grassy land of Maidan and having  a few laughs about our daily monologues. As we were about to leave, we came across this picturesque beauty of a landscape which depicted quite the mystique part of the City of Joy, beautifully bringing out the glamorous essence of the city with the illuminated Victoria Memorial Hall in the darkening backdrop of the evening.  I didn't notice while I was capturing the frame but after the click as I zoomed in and took a look, I found the exquisite moment caught by my camera, the silhouette of a duo right under the brightened light as if highlighting the same.  And thus, once again I was mesmerized by time, moment and the click of the shutter and how a fantasizing relationship they behold. City clicks. REDMI 4A 01.29.2020