Her heart cried for one last meeting with the child, she emptied the toffees out of her trousers pocket and sat with a grim face for some time.
Author: Mahua Banerjee
Mahua has a passion for reading and writing since her childhood. She is a freelancer, writing primarily for e-mags. She writes travelogues both in her mother tongue Bangla and English. She travels round the world gathering various experiences which become the principal crux in her travel pieces. In her leisure time she enjoys listening to classical music-both Western and Indian.
The Moeraki Boulders –The Food Basket of the World
New Zealand is a land of picturesque lakes, and as we were driving down from Christchurch to Mount Cook National Park, suddenly the turquoise blue waters of the “Lake Tekapo” loomed ahead.
The Sound of Milford Sound
The magnificent Milford Sound is the star of the glacier-carved Fjordland, with the surrounding National Park adding an emerald-greenery to its scenic beauty. The waterfall -rich backdrop is just too exciting for hiking.
Off to Southern Alps
The sunrise as viewed from the National Park was exquisite, as if thousand golden suns were bursting into flames and radiating fiery golden colours throughout the sky.
Happy Valley
Only Sylvie sensed that something went terribly wrong with Shuktara’s upbringing but she was not very sure about it.
Fragrance , Frangipani and Friendship…..
With her feather weight body she rushed close to me, stretched her hand and offered me a handful of fresh Frangipanis…it carried the fragrance of friendship with it and we became friends forever.
The Sumptuous Dinner
It was his prized possession on which he eyed since his youth, he lost his youth waiting for that precious little thing and now he has become a hag.
Remembering Nirbhaya and Suzette ……A jaunt in a cab
I spotted one woman in uniform among her other male counterparts holding a placard with my name written on it. A woman cabbie,
General Alcazar’s Show in Pattaya
I had a prior knowledge about Pattaya’s Alcazar show and knew that it is considered almost a heritage show in the small beach town.
The Lost Melody
The first feelings of tender love spread like a rapid forest fire in the two young minds and affected our hearts like a pestilence. We became emotionally attached
