Author Archives: namrataTanmay

About namrataTanmay

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Some colors of Autumn

This is my first autumn experience in the States and  am enjoying every bit of  it. The photographer within me couln’t take it any more and i set out to click some colors.This is my ode to the wonderful autumn , the

Some colors of Autumn

This is my first autumn experience in the States and  am enjoying every bit of  it. The photographer within me couln’t take it any more and i set out to click some colors.This is my ode to the wonderful autumn , the

Rainy day..

Rain has this ultimate charm .. it’s like a facade , there can be anything inside its heart .. it can give you a dark gloomy mood or it may bring you the most loved , happy sweetest memory of

Rainy day..

Rain has this ultimate charm .. it’s like a facade , there can be anything inside its heart .. it can give you a dark gloomy mood or it may bring you the most loved , happy sweetest memory of

Late 2os.. my confessions..

When late 20s strikes , yes the  biological clock clicks fast and is in a hurry to drive you into a midlife phase a  term coined  by some long lost people of a different era . so point is ,

Late 2os.. my confessions..

When late 20s strikes , yes the  biological clock clicks fast and is in a hurry to drive you into a midlife phase a  term coined  by some long lost people of a different era . so point is ,

Miss you ..

Thousand miles away , in a far far away land .. when it  rains suddenly … , when the kettle  boils  and aroma of sweet tea is everywhere.. when you run to collect the wet cloth to dry them on

Miss you ..

Thousand miles away , in a far far away land .. when it  rains suddenly … , when the kettle  boils  and aroma of sweet tea is everywhere.. when you run to collect the wet cloth to dry them on

Dear Mommy and bapa…

I don’t remember my first day at school but i have heard the scary stories about it .. the puffy eyes , the running nose ,the constant crying and sobbing of little kids .. BUT , as a matter of strange

Dear Mommy and bapa…

I don’t remember my first day at school but i have heard the scary stories about it .. the puffy eyes , the running nose ,the constant crying and sobbing of little kids .. BUT , as a matter of strange

I found U…

Can i tunnel through these overgrowing emotions .. these unlimited dreams .. these strings pulling me towards it .. the life waiting for me there , on the other side of what i have been living till now .. a

I found U…

Can i tunnel through these overgrowing emotions .. these unlimited dreams .. these strings pulling me towards it .. the life waiting for me there , on the other side of what i have been living till now .. a

Musing over Muse..

where are u my  muse ? .. i tried  finding you in the  passing thousand faces on the road everyday i tried seeing  you in the darkness of alley .. i tried  holding  your hand when u left me at

Musing over Muse..

where are u my  muse ? .. i tried  finding you in the  passing thousand faces on the road everyday i tried seeing  you in the darkness of alley .. i tried  holding  your hand when u left me at

Limerick Challenge Week 5: Breeze (Reverie …in a Breeze)

Autumn leaves fly my way coerced by velvety breeze…

Limerick Challenge Week 5: Breeze (Reverie …in a Breeze)

Autumn leaves fly my way coerced by velvety breeze…

What’s your Dream ?

i wanna live like a dream .. dreams that will be my own reflection .  . i wanna live on the edge of  the  world.. i wanna ride the white horse into the wilderness of amazon .. i wanna carve

What’s your Dream ?

i wanna live like a dream .. dreams that will be my own reflection .  . i wanna live on the edge of  the  world.. i wanna ride the white horse into the wilderness of amazon .. i wanna carve

Marriage vow

Writing your name .. In a fine golden pen .. Walking down the memory lane.. In the pages white and grained .. I blushed , I trembled but as loved I am.. Eager to be your’s  forever ..my fingers curled

Marriage vow

Writing your name .. In a fine golden pen .. Walking down the memory lane.. In the pages white and grained .. I blushed , I trembled but as loved I am.. Eager to be your’s  forever ..my fingers curled