Dusk - Sudiptaa Bhattacharya The sky, Change its form. I sit alone, On a roof by norm. Just as a ritual, As they fly casual. They are the birds, That passed, bidding adieu, To the day.
It was raining cats and dogs outside. A girl sitting by the side of the glass window was enjoying tea and chicken fritters and was listening to a soothing music. Suddenly a roaring thunder!! And the power went off. She was afraid of dark. Let me say here, her name is Kajal. Though this time somehow she gets comfortable in dark with sound of the rain and smell of the wet earth. She didn't feel the urge to immediately turn on the torch in phone either. She is a girl of 17 years, living with her parents and grand parents in a town of India. She found the atmosphere cozy for her and started dozing. She was distracted by her mother's call for dinner. Her mother is Lila, a school teacher. Kajal went for dinner downstairs. They were having Khichri (mixture of rice & Lentils) and different kinds of fries and fritters. It is really a special dish for Bengalis when it rains. The family was having really a fun chatting while dining. They were just over with their...