A Melody That Outlived Time.
A tribute to Asha Bhosle, whose voice became an eternal echo of emotion, memory, and life.
Read MorePosted by Sanjuktadas | Apr 16, 2026 | MY POETRY CORNER |
A tribute to Asha Bhosle, whose voice became an eternal echo of emotion, memory, and life.
Read MorePosted by Sanjuktadas | Apr 8, 2026 | MY POETRY CORNER |
Some places do not introduce themselves. They simply recognise you.
I did not arrive here as a stranger….the stones knew the rhythm of my footsteps, the air folded around me like a memory I had once lived but never fully named. Sitting before the ancient wheel, I felt time loosen its grip as though I had returned, not to a place, but to a feeling that had been waiting patiently within me.
Posted by Sanjuktadas | Apr 5, 2026 | Writing Tips |
Writing is the art of storytelling, where creative writing, scene building, and dialogue writing bring ideas to life. The writing process, from inspiration to writing, shapes every story. Whether you’re exploring the writer’s life or learning how to write a book, simple storytelling tips and creative writing tips can help you craft powerful, memorable scenes.
Read MorePosted by Sanjuktadas | Apr 3, 2026 | Sanjuktas' Diary |
A tender tribute to Laddu, our first pet and beloved Dachshund, whose mischievous spirit and unforgettable Kalakand heist filled 14 years of our lives with love, laughter, and lasting memories.
Read MorePosted by Sanjuktadas | Apr 1, 2026 | MY POETRY CORNER |
There are days when a hush settles inSpacious enough to hold memoriesOf another life, another city… In a world of contrastsThe idea of perfection keeps shiftingAlways just out of reach.But within the inner self there is no such scaleNothing to measure against Nothing to mend.There is only what isComplete in its own quiet way. And perhaps that is where this kind of endurance lives. Not all survival looks like courageNot all of it feels worthy of prideSometimes, it is simply staying. Remaining present when you feel drainedResponding when retreat feels easierMoving through what you never choseAnd don’t quite know how to carry. Understanding doesn’t always arrive on timeThere isn’t always meaning to gatherOr an ending that offers clarity. Sometimes all that remainsIs the quiet steady truthThat you...
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