MINI MOMENTS for Others!

InnerVoice by WittyFeed

Drenched Thoughts


Tales To Tell


Collaboration Post


Scribbled Feels

Dilettante Authors

The beautiful collage on the table of their bedroom fell while they were fighting and was shattered to pieces. She instantly started gathering the glass pieces so that it doesn’t hurt his feet, and he immediately took it from her hand so that it doesn’t hurt her.

They took out the photographer from the rubbles together. Their eyes met and memories flashed.

Broken glasses always doesn’t hurt, they might sometimes heal too.



It is harmful I know, but I am addicted to myself.
I am dependent and fixated on myself.
Because, I crave myself to be better, better than the best.

And, I know the only one who can help me improve is ME.








MINI MOMENTS for Others!


The pen man’s dairy


Tales To Tell


Scribbles Feels


The Indian Feed

Dilletante Authors


I drop my daughter everyday to school and pick her up. There is a beggar near the gate, whose gaze always made me uncomfortable.

One day, I got late and when I reached, my daughter was not there. The beggar was not there too. I panicked. Suddenly, I saw both of them sitting in the tea stall across the road. My daughter was having a biscuit. I learnt that she was hungry so the beggar took her there, and that my daughter everyday gives some food to him. This was his payback.

The hands that beg to take something, can sometimes give happiness too..

– Debolina


I was dressed in the colour of every emotion like a young bride, waiting for my groom to bridge the distance between our hearts. We were both trying to hide the turmoil of feelings, but the ripples in the water told us that a beautiful journey is about to start.



A new you, a new me,
A new journey, new dreams to see.

New faces to welcome, preparing to take new roles,
New roads to traverse to reach up to new goals.

New spells of emotions that you will bring,
New stories to make and new songs to sing.

Bidding goodbye with memories in the heart, to 2016,
With arms wide open, we welcome a new odyssey in the year 2017!


Kolkata Chronicles


Image by Subhadip Biswas

“They walk on the ropes and climb up the poles. Every Sunday, they entertain everyone. People come from far and wide to see their tricks. It’s both their professional and passion to perform. Everytime the day and time remains the same, the only thing that changes are the faces in the crowd. They do not know the people who clap for them, but they know how to make them happy and amazed.”


Image by Richik

“A lonely soul in the heart of the city. Maybe he was missing someone- his wife, his children, his grandchildren or maybe his friends. Or maybe he was there enjoying the essence of celebration at Park Street. Guess no one is too old for the tunes of jingle bells or Santa Claus is coming to town. Age is never a factor for celebrating the memories of life.”


MINI MOMENTS for Others!

InnerVoice by Witty Feed:

Scribbled Feels:


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Paperless Postcards:


Clicks by Simranpreet


“The Sky was blushing with passion when the Mountains tried to kiss her. The Earth was smiling too and Nature bore the signs. The young couple in a small house felt the love too, but they kept looking outside the window, mesmerized with the beauty.”


“We like being in a bouquet, but we love blooming on the trees. We love the smell of soil and the strength of our roots. We love being close to Mother Nature.”

Dilletante Authors:


*The Canvas*

The sky is a blank canvas, which is painted by God every day,

He takes the palette and brushes, and put in the colour in His own way.

Sometimes, the bright sunlight enlightens us with rays of hope,

It has so many meanings, and makes our mind an emotional kaleidoscope.

Sometimes, the dark clouds cover the sky like mysterious veil,

It has so many shades, and so many tales to tell.

Sometimes, the white clouds have stories of their own,

Either, a flock of birds listens to them, or sometimes, an eagle all alone.

The sky is a like a human with a pure and beautiful heart,

Where God paints the emotions of love and happiness, right from the start.

– Debolina


You didn’t walk the aisle when I was broke. Now, I stand at the end of the long way, breaking with success. But, I guess the road to reach me is going to be tough for you this time.

– Debolina

You come to the zoo to see me and all the others,
but my caged spirit never motivates me to dance in my coloured feathers.


Dear Puberty,

Are you ready to handle ME because I am ready to take you head on, not only with my sensual body, but also with my sensible mind?

A nubile teenager with the right attitude.

– Debolina


Dear Abandoned House,

You know a lot. Our first kiss, our first date, the day I proposed, the passion we shared and the way you left me.

I am burying my memories and my soul too. If he ever comes back, tell him that I waited and his promise is still due.

– Debolina

The veil of darkness is not as scary as the darker shades of human mind. Some souls walk on the path of good and others lurk in the darkness and are difficult to find.


 Like the source of energy on the canvas of the sky, the blazing sun shines so bright

The vermilion bindi of an Indian woman gives her strength and shows her the light.

– Debolina

As dusk was setting in, someone shot a bullet. The sun went down, the birds went haywire and Nature was unsettling. A life lost its essence once again. A village where the poor were just another game for the zamindars, life was yet to see the rising sun.


God gave us the open canvas of the sky.
Yet the wires of technology make it difficult
for us to enjoy when we look up high.

But God does peep in every now and then
He sends us the sunshine of hope and the
showers of happiness time and again.

– Debolina

“Today, I beg on the streets on which I dream to drive my own car someday. Today , I bear the hardships to fulfill those bright dreams in my eyes, someday…”
Picture by Subhadip
“From far across the street, a man caught my attention. He seemed very unhappy, something was bothering him and probably Life hasn’t treated him well. Then, I saw a small ray of sunshine fall on his wrinkled face.

I wanted to walk up and say, the Jewish proverb, ‘A little bit of light can push away a lot of darkness.’ But, then I stopped myself. I guess this wasn’t the right time or the right situation. My mind kept pondering over those words.”

Picture by Tapabrata
 “The wheels and hoofs traverse the same road, but still a moving car slows down to the heritage of these carriages in the heart the city. Higher horsepower doesn’t always mean you need to rush in the journey of your life, you can always spend some serene moments of togetherness in these carriages driven by the rhythmic slow trots of the horses.”
Picture by Tapabrata
“I have been waiting too long for you. You had left me all alone here, in the search of our destiny. With the hope that you will come back one day, I adorn the colours of desire, both on my body and my soul.”
“I did not leave you all alone, my love. I came to a bigger world, but with lesser opportunities. Here, things are not so easy like I had thought. I will come back one day, with a bouquet of dreams for our better future, I promise.”
Pictures by Richik
‘As I was crossing these colourful miniature statues, I guess I heard the owls whispering – “Never knew daylight was so strikingly bright that it can also keep our eyes wide open. We are enjoying watching you as well, people. Don’t go by our expression. 🙂 And the colours of the sunlight are so more exciting than the darkness of the night.” I just could hide my laughter- in my mind.’
“As I was walking towards these exhibits, something from my childhood popped up in my mind. I remember playing with my friends around the bamboo bushes. But in the city, the only bamboo art we see are these vases, which decorate out houses. It reminds me of the creative transformation of Nature’s resources in the hands of humans. Amazing isn’t it?

Eventually, I got one for myself too.”

“I was lost, in the middle of a human crowd, I was lost. Then, I a saw a saviour in white. I asked the policeman about the right direction, and without even looking up, he answered. As I was about to leave, my son on my lap whispered, ‘Baba dekho, cartoon akchey.’ in a hurry, I didn’t even notice the wonderful doodling he was doing on his notepad. I stopped for a moment to tell him that it is great to see a policeman pursuing his passion, when he is not working. Thanks to the men in uniform, who keeps the city safe, and us too.”
Pictures by Aritra Munshi

MINI MOMENTS for Others!

Half Baked Beans














50 Words


Dilletante Authors




Dear Dad,

I could not be the son you always wanted. But, filling your shoes today and walking your dreams has made the daughter, you have been proud to see.

Carrying forward your legacy,
Your daughter.
(CEO and MD)

Clicked by: Ishita | Caption: Debolina


“I wear a white saree on my body because you left me a widow, but I adorn the colour of pink in my heart because you showed me the colours of life.”

Clicked by: Richik | Caption: Debolina


Dear Abandoned House,

You know a lot. Our first kiss, our first date, the day I proposed, the passion we shared and the way you left me too.

I am burying my memories and my soul too. If he ever comes back, tell him that I waited and his promise is still due.

– Debolina


God gave us the open canvas of the sky.
Yet the wires of technology make it difficult
for us to enjoy when we look up high.

But God does peep in every now and then
He sends us the sunshine of hope and the
showers of happiness time and again.

– Debolina


When you look out of window to see a world which is difficult to cope,
The blossoms on the barren branches give you a new hope.

– Debolina









MINI MOMENTS for Others!

Dilletante Authors


The Education Tree


The Pen Man’s Diary


Following the Stars
– Debolina Coomar

I followed the stars with a hope in my heart,
I knew they would take me to you, after the night set us apart.
I look at the moon every night, whether it has a message from you,
I knew it sees you every day, wherever you are and hope it can show me too. I loved the cold wind touching my skin every night,
I knew it had your smell, assuring me that you are alright.
I loved the twilight, which lit up my spirits every night,
I knew it was a sign that you will come back someday, healthy and bright. Where I reached had all the answers because the stars led me to you, It is a place called heaven, where you were waiting for me,
I am all dressed like a new bride, ready for my groom to start something new.


The Writer’s Nest


MINI MOMENTS for Others!

The Dilletante Authors


The old is so white, and the new is so bright,
The new is so verbose, and the old is so quiet.

The old is so painful to remember, and the new is so evident,
The new is so confident, and the old is so hesitant.

The old is filled with memories, and the new is brimming with moments,
The old is like a friend, while the new is a sworn opponent.

The old is like knowledge, and the new is a leap of faith,
The new is too fast a pace, while the old is out of breath.

But, we are not to ignore the old, nor avoid the new,
For the old is where we started, and the new is where we grew.


He reached the hotel after a tiring day.
Board meetings, revenues, growth charts- being a VP is not easy.
His five-star dinner awaited him in his room, but he longed for something exotic. He drove to an ice-cream cart on the road, just round the corner and ordered his favourite Choco-bar.

The simple things give the greatest joys in life.

-Debolina Coomar


The Writer’s Nest