Wide eyed wonder of childhood dreams Unabashed glee in daring schemes Innocent laughter, loud and free Bruised elbow and bleeding, scraped knee Life is now,
Author: Doel Biswas
An ophthalmic surgeon by profession and wordsmith by passion, Doel is presently settled in
Kolkata. She is a practising ophthalmologist who scribbles as and when inspiration strikes,
sometimes at the back of old prescription papers. She is the mother of two teenage daughters
who have inherited her love for the written word.
Love Story: Moon & Earth
Like a bride on her first night, she rose Seductive, sensuous, alluring Her bashful glance enticed her dearest With slow soft steps she sailed east
Plea of the Girl Child
Do not kill me, let me be born Let my eyes see the outside world From the warm womb, do not let me be mercilessly
I Love Rain
I love the rain As tender as a lover’s kiss On the lips of the parched earth That soaks me with longing I love the
Durga versus Durga
The goddess Durga arrives in splendour To sound of conch shells and the rhythm of dhak They bow down before “Ma” in devotion Her benevolence
A Mother at the Crossroads
Hysterical laughter bubbled up within her. Mita felt the contractions again, more pronounced this time. At twenty-seven weeks of pregnancy her feet had started to
Hues of Acceptance
Pritha “Om Bhur Bhuvah Swah.” Pritha chanted the scripture from memory. Brought up in a missionary boarding school, she had been introduced to the ritualistic
A Miracle Called Love
Natasha peered anxiously at her reflection in the mirror. Was the lipstick too bright? Had the eyeliner smudged? Was her hair too frizzy? “My, my!
The War of Gods
They lie Dead together Men of differing faiths Silent Reaper made them equal In death They die Mutilated Shot, gutted, beheaded Faces beyond recognition Grotesque