“Laisha had got a glimpse of the vast ocean that lay before her. She could either eatch it recede from her sight or plunge into it. It was not possible to take the risk of plunging headlong into the ocean. No one viewed the ocean to be drowned into it. Everyone caught only a glimpse of it, exulted in having got this farand returned home with renewed zest. The knowledge that the ocean existed was overwhelming enough. One could wallow in the idea that there was indeed a further possibility, but one merely desisted. it was not right to acknowledge that one was also frightened of it.”
“Laisha had got a glimpse of the vast ocean that lay before her. She could either eatch it recede from her sight or plunge into it. It was not possible to take the risk of plunging headlong into the ocean. No one viewed the ocean to be drowned into it. Everyone caught only a glimpse of it, exulted in having got this farand returned home with renewed zest. The knowledge that the ocean existed was overwhelming enough. One could wallow in the idea that there was indeed a further possibility, but one merely desisted. it was not right to acknowledge that one was also frightened of it.”
Anuradha Bhattacharyya
“The beach is a natural park, without the greenery but the sand is a natural toy.”
Anuradha Bhattacharyya“Laisha had got a glimpse of the vast ocean that lay before her. She could either eatch it recede from her sight or plunge into it. It was not possible to take the risk of plunging headlong into the ocean. No one viewed the ocean to be drowned into it. Everyone caught only a glimpse of it, exulted in having got this farand returned home with renewed zest. The knowledge that the ocean existed was overwhelming enough. One could wallow in the idea that there was indeed a further possibility, but one merely desisted. it was not right to acknowledge that one was also frightened of it.”
Anuradha Bhattacharyya“Each oneFrom one’s little nooseCranes outYells and shoutsGroans aloudAnd grows stoutAnd the noose tightensLeaving no way to creap outTill at the endSwollenSpent outBecomes silent.I am also having my turn among all.”
Anuradha Bhattacharyya“Sometimes, on duty, if one trusts a stranger, one’s nerves are on edge. What if I am making a mistake!”
Anuradha Bhattacharyya“What is so special about a title? The mode and significance of titles have changed with the change in the lyrical traditions. So these transitions in style and the art of signification are all collective. What has never changed is the author's intentionality in entitling his works. The art of giving a title to a piece of work is entirely conscious. The author chooses, exercises his will in giving a title to his work.”
Anuradha Bhattacharyya“It sounded so proper to lie for the sake of a beloved.”
Anuradha Bhattacharyya, The Road Taken“I love you. I know what a body suffers, but I cannot forget my lessons.”
Anuradha Bhattacharyya, One Word“Had there been no sun, life would have found some other means of illuminating the world. It is odd that we give the sun so much importance.”
Anuradha Bhattacharyya, One Word“If we put aside the practicality, we may find our wishes to be very innocent.”
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