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Metaphors of life
By Nandini Sengupta
Poet and Writer
'Writing is the painting of the voice' - Voltaire
I write to inspire, think and dream. My works are a reflection of my way of perceiving the world in its varied nuances.
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Kolkata diaries-1: A bagful of friendship, love and books
Kolkata diaries-1 It has been nearly six years, I reflected—yes, almost six years, or maybe even more. The thought crossed my mind as a...
Nandini Sengupta
Jun 223 min read
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That gifted book
That gifted book That gifted book: the one that I gifted you on that fateful day- the day we met for the first time, when you stood by...
Nandini Sengupta
Jun 101 min read
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Diary Entry- 8(A letter to Baba)
My loving Baba, As I write this letter, I know you are somewhere near me, reading my words...It's been over two months, and I am still...
Nandini Sengupta
Jun 32 min read
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Romancing Udaipur: A Tale in Time
Cusped arch window Nestled within the gentle embrace of the Aravalli hills, where the air is infused with the enchanting fragrance of...
Nandini Sengupta
May 285 min read
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That painted moonlit night
The painted moon from the terrace That night, when the palace was asleep, and my eyes refused to rest in the absence of your presence,...
Nandini Sengupta
Apr 161 min read
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The Valentine's Letter-Chapter 1
The Valentine's Letter- Chapter 1 His eyes were looking around for someone until he spotted her at one corner of the room. She was buried...
Nandini Sengupta
Feb 142 min read
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Diary Entry 7
Diary Entry My adorable D, Meeting you after a long pause...was caught up with life and much more. Didn't have the time to sit and...
Nandini Sengupta
Feb 52 min read
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Wait by the seaside
By the seaside I was there, waiting for you lost in the turbid water of the animated sea as it made its way through those triangular...
Nandini Sengupta
Jan 311 min read
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It's Me
Laura was doing her laundry. It was a Sunday afternoon and she was finishing up all her pending work from the week before. She worked as...
Nandini Sengupta
Feb 11, 20242 min read
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Cobalt love
the crazy me went on to weave an unrealistic dream spun out of the void that very day crossed my mind today the day i waited for you near...
Nandini Sengupta
Jan 5, 20241 min read
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The night sky tales
Of kings and dragon tales, Of mysteries and fables in place, Of lobsters and fishmonger, The night sky deals in all. Have you ever gazed...
Nandini Sengupta
Aug 3, 20231 min read
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To cook or not to cook
The grand perils of cooking the steaming hot khichdi in the making: to stir and when to stir the eternal dilemma while tasting. The...
Nandini Sengupta
Jul 27, 20231 min read
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For Him, with Love
'Sweetheart' A name you would often call me by... Today I celebrate our love. In the aroma of flowers, you gifted me that day, I still...
Nandini Sengupta
Jun 24, 20231 min read
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A letter for Him
An excerpt from a letter written for her love with love: The moment you smeared me with your colors of love, I was no more me. As your...
Nandini Sengupta
Jun 10, 20231 min read
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The gypsy and the tree
The human forms were not visible clearly as the sandstorm blew its part over the rolling desert land. It was a tiny village set in the...
Nandini Sengupta
Jun 5, 20233 min read
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Beloved
That night has arrived, after a prolonged and agonizing wait: he would embrace her in his arms while her bangles would make a jingling...
Nandini Sengupta
May 20, 20231 min read
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Diary Entry 6
Just 'D' Today 'dear' feels out of space. No reasoning whatsoever. Certain aspects of life always remain inexplicable. Trying to write...
Nandini Sengupta
Apr 12, 20232 min read
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The Door
Escaping through the traverse of the ever flourishing mustard field, her tired soles no more feel the rough texture of the rolling dry...
Nandini Sengupta
Jan 24, 20231 min read
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Waves
Let the waves surge the tides too shall move on with time, as strings of the sitar are pulled through, the images of reverie break apart;...
Nandini Sengupta
Aug 20, 20221 min read
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For hundred years
I will not sleep for hundred years for the raging soul aspires to be poetry of your endless nights a dreamer of your dreams. I will not...
Nandini Sengupta
Jul 5, 20221 min read
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