The Dol of The East: An Article by Narayani V Manapadam
The fragrance of the palash flowers wafted over the red-soiled earth. Dainty little munchkins draped in yellow sarees slowly made their way to the ground....
The fragrance of the palash flowers wafted over the red-soiled earth. Dainty little munchkins draped in yellow sarees slowly made their way to the ground....
My footsteps echo in the empty corridor, I suddenly halt and look down for no explicable reason, Just next to my feet was an ongoing...
As the smoky white mist sweeps across the plateau, my eyes are riveted by the colorful carpets. These colorful carpets of ephemeral flowers have made...
In an orchestra and opera divine of birdsongs and whispers of trees, A pebbled trail disappears into the burgeoning viridescent aromatic arboreal breeze… A path...
जब कभी मौसम अलबेला होता है प्यार से सराबोर मतवाला होता है, इस रंग भरे मौसम में जब दीदार होता है हर रंग में सराबोर...
The trail takes me to Heaven, to innards of magical Earth Verdant, pristine, bounteous with Nature’s wealth A woody fragrance fills my nostrils, awestruck I...
Drowned in zeal, intoxicated with a zest They stock up on stuff, to indulge, to let loose To immerse in vibrant vivid hues Oblivious, though...
I walked down The Trails of my memory lanes, To revisit all loses and gains, To hold on to my roots, to hold on to...
The warmth of the sun melted Magic of tall trees whispered Green tendrils beckoned me I couldn’t resist the candid call Walking in the woods,I...
रंग भरे मौसम में, तुम भी तो रंगीन बनो सतरंगी दुनिया से, जीवन में कुछ रंग चुनो पीला रंग फूलों से ले लो पीतांबर संग...
Fluttering eyelids open to wakefulness from etherized slumber Only to witness a deep abyss and no ground under All around haggard, disheveled men move on...
As I look into your deep blue eyes… I find my own reflection… The vermillion red… I put on your forehead shines… The yellow turmeric...