Thursday, November 3, 2016

Rex


Town of Knysana in South Africa is situated at the confluence of Knysana Lagoon, also a river, and Indian Ocean. Tucked away among designers shops and seafood restaurants of the quaint town is a small hotel named Rex. It was so non-descript one could not find its marquee or the entrance from the street. We were surprised to see its interior. 

Here is a negative photograph of its hallway. 

K of Knysana is silent;  'Nice, na!'?



Rex

Sunday, October 23, 2016

Thursday, October 20, 2016

Stairway to Saturn


A friend gave me the name of the application I am using for the first time.


Stairway to Saturn

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

Sparkling Leaf



Sparkling Leaf

This morning when I looked out, my deck was strewn with withered leaves. A sign of coming fall season. Among all leaves only one shone. At closer look I found only that leaf was covered with morning dew.  

I am still scratching my head. 

No matter!

I took the picture. 

With some software modifications, here is the result.


Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Sailboat

Sailboat

A Bengali song by Rabindranath Tagore sung in beautiful voice of Nilofer Yasmin.

Roughly translated it speaks of lover anchoring his/her boat, a metaphor for life, at beloved's shores whom he/she needs in the face of sudden storms which the boat by itself is unable to weather.





আমি বাঁধিনু তোমার তীরে তরণী আমার
একাকী বাহিতে তাদে পারিনা যে আর তরণী আমার
আমি বাঁধিলো তোমার তীরে তরণী আমার

প্রভাতেনু  হিল্লোলে ভুলে দিয়েছিনু পাল তুলে
ভাবিনি সহসা হবে এমন আঁধার
আমি বাঁধিলো তোমার তীরে তরণী আমার

ঝড়েতে বাঁধন টুটে দিশাহারা এনুছুটে
তাই তোরী তব তটে লাগিল এবার
এখনো জাগেছে আজে তুলনা হয়  তব কাছে
রাখো এ ভাঙানায়ে চরণ  তোমার
আমি বাঁধিলো তোমার তীরে তরণী আমার


শব্দ এবং সংগীত: রবীন্দ্রনাথ ঠাকুর 
স্বর : নীলফর য়াস্মিন 










Friday, September 9, 2016

Ballerinas



Ballerinas

We are no
Isadora of
Duncan name
Nor Agnes of 
de Mille fame
Just the stems with buds
Of garden greens

We bob we sway
Head above the rest
We play mime 
In gentle breeze
We put on airs with
Third Arabesques
Or spins of Pirouette
We fancy to make 
The perfect cuts
To stage The Nutcracker 
Among our peerage
Of garden foliage


charu

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