When I looked through the window, I saw you. I saw you, wrecked. I gazed through your cracks. I saw you, damaged. The sublime rays falling on your body, made your dwindling evident. And then in retrospect, I saw myself. Yes, you reflected me; my soul. Yet, we both; Here, standing tall; Sturdy. The melancholy…
Category: Photography
The Life Guard
Meet “Mr. Jogendra Behra”, yes that’s how he says his name when asked. He is the life guard of the private beach for the resort I stayed on my recent vacation. He is merely 20 years old and working to support his family. His father is a farmer and doesn’t earn much to run the…
The Sun Temple Guide
Well, this was the first ever hired guide in my life. I refrain from talking a guide and prefer reading the boards instead. However, that morning, he walked right in front of my face and even I managed to crack a good deal with him. So, there was my guide “Mr. Bideshi Swain”. Well, I…
And miles to go before I sleep
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,But I have promises to keep,And miles to go before I sleep,And miles to go before I sleep.– Robert Frost This year, I walked for Maya. Maya faded fast in May 2017 when he called from work and declared his decision to commit suicide. I tried my level best…
Moments
On the lonely roads, I wait for you, So that no one can see us together. No questions No complaints, Just cross paths so I can see you and live that moment forever.
May the history repeat itself
As I entered the airport last night,I was upset and missed you. Not because you weren’t there,But the fear that you may never be there. It did and will always remind me of the unfulfilled promises we made,And the untraveled destinations. They say that if you have to know your partner well, travel with him;I…
It was pouring today
With the sound of it,I felt like calling and telling you,Here goes another rainy day without you.Today, will you come and stand next to me and complete my monsoon?Hey, it’s pouring today. Walking on the terrace, contemplating,Didn’t know what to do.All I wanted was to hold you tight and inundate with you,Hold my hands, walk…
Witful
I was flowing in the wild, like the marram grass. Dry and gusty, and was so jaunty. You sneaked into my life, hiding in the mist. Quenching my eternal thirst, with your dripping tears. I bestowed myself with your dews of love, wilful that I will be clammy forever.
Habit
Habit is a behaviour pattern acquired through frequent repetition or physiological exposure that manifests itself in regularity or increased ease of performance. Habit is the prevailing disposition or character of a person’s thoughts and feelings. Habit is a settled tendency or usual manner of behaviour. Habit is what my eyes have developed, which see you…
Is that love?
Love…I still wonder, what love really is?Still looking for the real meaning.True definition and feeling.Have I still felt it?Or it’s just an assumption, crafted by the greatest artists, made to be believed to be true.The touch, that melts the strongest of me, like a blanket of snow in heat.Is that love?Is love, all about sacrifice…
ANKUR MONDAL 