From Murshidabad
Four hours and a bit through a city that spelt wealth and power just a couple of centuries ago....
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | May 5, 2024 | Now Brewing |
Four hours and a bit through a city that spelt wealth and power just a couple of centuries ago....
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Apr 10, 2024 | Now Brewing |
the boats call you the waters float your thoughts the market sucks you in the potholes plan murder...
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Feb 18, 2024 | Now Brewing |
years ago, i fell for the guinness tagline that went: guinness is good for you. i suspect i drink...
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Feb 2, 2024 | Now Brewing |
I didn’t notice the kingfisher at all as we sailed up the Bhagirathi on our raft. I was taking...
Read MorePosted by indrani robbins | Nov 15, 2023 | Now Brewing, Poetry |
who are you standing thereat the doorway to my dreamsdid i call youconjure youcast your breath and beatin the inescapable word you seem to smile my stomach muscles tightenas i strain to look awaybut remainriveted, held...
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