Thrust hard enough to resist…

Back from college to home, I was with my friends on the train. Suddenly, I heard my friend, Moupiya, screaming – “Mayukh, come here! Look a storm is getting cooked up”. I rushed to witness the scene when the enigmatic natural powers took their brushes and paints out to draw the first layout of a storm.

The playful air carrying dust particles, leaves seemed to be racing in a Continue reading Thrust hard enough to resist…