inktales

Life, in drawings

The empty space

A couple of months ago we lost our beloved Dida, our mothers’ mother. When I lose someone from my life, I have a ritual of committing to paper all the memories before they grow dim in my mind. This is one of those ritual drawings.

For all the cousins: Rishi, Ribhu, Reshmi, Ruby, Nikon, Bimbo, Josh-da, Mishti-di, Babun-da, Pushan-da, Raja-da, Ruchi-di, Rinku-di, Badshah-da and Tupshi.

Dida

Bengali words

Hall-ghar: the big room, literally the hall
Adda: A gathering for gossip, among other things. Wikipedia definition
Taash: cards
Kodbel: A fruit
Putiram: a sweet shop
Eecha: A sweet made with coconut in the shape of prawns from East Bengal
Cheet: A gur candy probably invented by my Dida
Patla Dal with kaalo jeera: Watery dal made in the East Bengal way
Daler Bora, Daler Paturi: Dishes made with lentils, from East Bangal
Mourala Maachch: Tiny fish from the Bay of Bengal

The brother summer

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Like medicine after death

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Change

beopen-june

The cold fish in your stomach

You know how you’re always looking for the book to change your life? Maybe this wonderful book “A Tale for the Time Being” didn’t change my whole life, but there were parts of the book that I really liked.

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Here’s the thing

The first post to star my (in)famous cousins, the defining influence of our teenage years.
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Podcast link

What charm, indeed?

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…and time instead of horizontal is vertical

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Title via butdoesitfloat

Sweet tooth

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Today is a fog bank

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I was reading this beautiful poem by Campbell McGrath the other day. You can also listen to it on the Poetry Foundation site.

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