Jeet Bhattacharya

Tales of ephemeral truth is played by penny whistle blower. My life admonishes to seek through the gradual mapping of cityscapes as South sea corridor or Nicaragua. I disdained the French arson gallery. I disdained the sailor in me. Topsy turvy whereabouts. Some Delhi channels were scary to me. My lesson seekers were with me. … Read more

I Me getting lost in the sea? Unaccountable sincerity for elliptical nervous system , when and how of mankind! Philosophy opened the galaxy. Object out there is visible to the core of my ear sensitivity. Without me, it is also there. Laying upperfold inbetween. Philosophy offers a glimpse of this object. Human whole or, Philosophies … Read more

Having is not so easy. On how I have hundred kilometres north point from the city, can basically be dropped out as an illusion. Mere merriment of soul, amidst the hazardous stilted life of city. Me and Joydip shared drinks for the first time in life, we were barely fourteen. Being with for the other’s … Read more

There is something silly about the life of hundred kilometres north point from the city. It is in transit. That doesn’t imply the non-existence of detoxified stasis. While now, my family plays the trumpet, she lies for them and her ritualistic observance. Wholly shit. I dwindle between Sam and her. Mother interrupts. Bena brings in … Read more

Who doesn’t love to be an outsider among the many idiosyncratic whole. The whole evolves through the outside. I played it more than millions. Ad jockeying through the bon jour street, morning to evening. Solipcisistic curves prove the point of non-merging of self with the other. Raven down the speedy lane, dies like evening go-getter. … Read more

Trespassers are welcome, down the scanty lanes of city. It is for the galore of a dark sea, which seduces mankind to the core. We want to forget the beneath. Beneath the great humdrum, located are the bylanes, the short cut, full with non-evolving man’s temperate amnesia. A crowd full of forgetfulness. The city, agog … Read more

Things appear to us in its strangeness. Objects confer to its body, as it occurs in our field of perception. This occurring is a phenomenon, whose nodal curvature we delineate from the whole body. Nodal curves prescribe the decaying reduction. The reduced phenomenon gets originary. It is setting of originary which transcribes the phenomena as … Read more

Deep seated scar of going afar, yet stay within the norms of nominalism. Landscapes are for real, whose tropes suits the elsewhere. Landscape tropes fit the narcotic dreamer. But the story was not so from the beginning. It was love for the places, which bifurcates the daily emission with a glance of dreamy voices from … Read more

Being succumbs to the delivery of zonal essays. Senses perturbed by non-knowledge. Tagorian syndrome of afilial muddy local. Yet, the husky International. Beneath the sturdy grass field, the local resonates the sounds of Global. Next phase tea-dom. Merry go round the syndicate, who’s who admonisher. Hundred kilometre north point stays, but the changes are not … Read more