Title : a canvas of colorful moments!!!
“I like to capture the tranquility of nature amidst the loud urban dissonance. That’s where I draw my energy. Once you feel the silence amidst the noise, you will definitely create a canvas of your colorful life”
Pursuing her master’s degree in chemistry, Anamitra Chatterjee is a free-spirited and goal-driven young lady who loves to explore beautiful small moments in life. After the long tedious hours in the laboratory, she finds respite in the lap of nature. She has also been an integral part of various environmental based activities and volunteer groups.
So, Dear Reader, look at life through her lens of smartphones in order to witness the beautifully constructed life lessons wrapped in the small moments. We have so much at our disposal that we often ignore, stories that can move minds and enlighten us.
Every instant holds a tale within. Are you ready to read those ??
The dew is greener on the grass
I slide my window to see the palms.
To a cursory glimpse of nature pass
And the vernal breeze hum sweet psalms
Your light comes lurking in the dawn
I stand erect and wait for long.
Accept my oblation at your shrine
Father, your love is abiding divine
Bridges and building thwart my way
The gravels beneath conjures me to stay
But the endless track, tapering at the end
Beckons me to scamper and always ascend
The sun that shines in the lap of the sky
Seeking camaraderie of the sea.
The muffled breeze whisper to the tides
“We are alike, low and high”
Speck of dirt, Petals of love, Puddle of reflections
Fills my heart with uncanny affections
I keep staring at those alluring images
While my inner bird wanders away from the inner cages
Like the breaking dawn that shines upon…
Nonchalant bay of an uneventful day…
My thoughts come running at your door, crying:
“Summon me, I am on the shore.”
“Why do you care about dad, when he doesn’t care about you?
asked the grandson
“Because I admire how the sea never refuses to hug the shore, no matter how many times it was sent away” replied the grandfather
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet
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