
Pallavi Mittra
blogs from Kolkata

There are no questions left, nor any answers left to be sealed. Its just me , in the midst of that vast white space, hiding behind the infinity. I call out in an unknown voice and wait for the echo to pierce through my senses, to mute my voice and to be called by no name. There are no lines left to...
Posted on 28 March 2010 | 7:23 pm
Read postHave you, dear reader, ever been to the colonies ravaged by builders, where every bit of land is squeezed to make a row house fit into it? Where the philosophy of the builder has an element of mysticism to it.He wants you to empathize with your fellow beings in villages that have no roads and on the...
Posted on 19 March 2010 | 9:55 pm
Read post'I am wrapping up from Kolkata' - a phrase that I have been using opulently since the past week. After staying here for almost six years I am going back to my roots, to my hometown. I have carefully distanced myself from the most hyped about class of people for whom Kolkata is the be all and end all...
Posted on 15 February 2010 | 9:35 am
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