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Lost and found; again!

New Jalpaiguri, India-January 2017. The beginning of a new day; favored us in a silver lining!

Lost and found; again!, photo essay by Ritam Talukdar


“Our very keen sense of observation grows from a very young age. It rejects every connection as we mature through every step of advancement, that we take towards life. But, the relationships that we make, in the springtime, stay till the end.”

Just like friendship! A term that I thought cease to exist, as we get wrapped up more within the appreciation of the living animation of the so called systematic timetable. But when three of the survivors got together, we proved that even among the modern day drama, the reminiscences of a lost childhood never lose their desirability. It can only be triggered by taking some time off from the so called regularity of life, that has turned us into automated statuettes. That’s when we realize, Life is more than a soul trapped within a figurine. Its more than the compromises that we have ever made.

Following pictures are from a visit to Jalpaiguri, Dooars, which was in fact the first outing for me in two years of my work life. I have assembled some of the pictures in a poetic statement to give rise to a feel, of a nomadic life, that we all somehow dream to have. But we always keep a small fraction of that hunger behind the working screens, so that it doesn’t get affected, within the insubstantial wall of modernity.

(by Ritam Talukdar)


New Jalpaiguri, India-January 2017. Our eyes were closed, but we enjoyed this serenity.

Dooars, India-January 2017. Glory of God. And how we all feel jealous about each other.

Dooars, India-January 2017. Dried up synapses of my brain regained their normality.

Dooars, India-January 2017. Dance above culture; immortalizes the power of speech.

Dooars, India-January 2017. Valley of love; but alas, no luck for me.

Dooars, India-January 2017. Friendship.

Dooars, India-January 2017. Nature has no reason for its act; its perfectly non human.

Dooars, India-January 2017. Some people don’t deserve to be Loved.

Dooars, India-January 2017. Even though broken; he has life in his eyes/ Pain for truth and road devoid of harsh lies.

Dooars, India-January 2017. We will go far away, to nowhere, to conquer, to fertilize until we become tired. Then we will stop and there will be our home.

Dooars, India-January 2017. I’m going to miss you when I go!

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