Hi, I am Rajlekha Bhattacharyya and I am a student of Sociology and currently studying in Presidency University, Kolkata. Being a Bengali woman I have deep rooted nostalgia for the Bengali culture and kolkata but I had been lucky enough to have studied in several different states of this country so I am really fascinated by the cultural variation india contains. I want to share my thoughts, my daily life and sometimes my short stories through this blog. I hope to be insightful to you guys in some way atleast and wish to learn more through the journey. I am a bubly girl with little dreams, a girl next door. I love make up, shopping and even cooking also. I look at life, I think of it and I want to talk about the things that intrigue me. Keep reading my blog and one fine day u can actually read me.
Saraswati was now nearly a week old in the Dasgupta house. She had never seen the world in abundance before she reached Kolkata, for her first paid work. Though she knew that she wouldn’t be getting her payment for herself ever as her father would be taking the money even before she could glance at … More The ‘new’ dresses – Episode 2
”Rajni, come here fast,look who has come to stay with us”,said Mrs. Dasgupta.Soon after a girl of 16, in her crop top and denim shorts entered the lavish dining hall with her ear phones on and a fashion magazine in hand. Rajni is in her high school pursuing humanities, and is a modern girl with … More Little Saraswati – Episode- 1
They say you fall in love just for once and the rest is compromise! They say your first love is your real love, rest is just life! They say, someone was their true love and someone else wasn’t! But I guess love happens to us everyday, every moment of our lives. To live is definitely … More Love ♥️
7 years apart we are!I touched the teens when he was merely a kid!Though occasionally anxious by the shared attention in the family, I thoroughly enjoyed his company.We fought for the TV’s remote once upon a time.Now we fight for mobile hotspots when WiFi seems to die!From being a mother’s spy and informing her my … More Siblings ❤️
“Nikhil! How could you hide this from me?”, bellowed Avantika. She was gasping in anger in her gold embroidered salwar kameez. It was the day of their engagement ceremony. In the huge hall, stood Avantika’s parents with a few more relatives and Nikhil’s father with a young girl. There were pompous noises all around the … More The two Pakhis – Final episode❤️
Mahima was escorted to her room in the 2nd floor by a waiter through a marble staircase. She pushed open the polished white door with a number plate in the centre which read ‘9’.It was a gorgeous room with a welcoming fire place on the left. The walls and the floor were all wooden, which … More Nearing the truth in Gangtok Mall road- Episode 4
Mahima and Pakhi were fast asleep when Nikhil woke them up, it was 9 in the morning and they were about to reach Siliguri.Nikhil said, “Mahima wake up dear, we would reach within 10 minutes.”Mahima tried to open her then swollen eyes, as she had been shedding tears the entire night. Little Pakhi already woke … More 1st day in Gangtok- Episode 3
Nikhil was dozing in his aisle seat as the bus moved. Mahima was also asleep with the child in her lap. It was 12 in the morning and the bus seemed quiet in the dark. Pakhi with her closed eyes was still very much awake. She was restless as she couldn’t decide the future of … More The roadside dhaba and the petrol pump – Episode 2
“Would you prefer the chocolate biscuit or the vanilla one?”, asked the service man.Nikhil replied, “I shall take the chocolate one for my daughter and we would prefer the vanilla ones for us”. The Volvo bus has just begun it’s journey at 8.30 pm from Esplanade, Kolkata. It shall cover a distance of 550 kilometres … More The bus journey – Episode 1
Two of them had never met.One lived in Kolkata and the other in Udaipur.They were culturally distinct but emotionally alike!They shared books, movies and even their recipies.One’s sorrow was the other’s dismay!One’s triumph was the other’s joy!Little heart breaks to mother’s nag,Passing matric to getting married,They lived it all. Two of them had never met.They … More Pen friends!
