We worship the neem tree on the first day of Chaitra, after Amavasya, when the moon is absent and darkness blankets every city in its comforting embrace. It is a time of honouring ancestors, performing rituals and connecting to our spiritual traditions. In West Bengal, where I am from, it is considered a manifestation of Goddess Durga, and the abode of Sitala, the protector against all sickness. For that reason, we eat its leaves, mixed with pepper and sugar, to ward off fever, and we burn the neem, to protect the living and the dead from evil spirits. In the same way, the tulsi is considered a manifestation of Goddess Lakshmi and Lord Krishna, and its presence is believed to increase purity and attract prosperity and protection.
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A New Years’ Resolution
Oh 2024, what a wonderful time,
An amalgamation of scares, fails and sleepless nights,
From AI blunders to political gaffes,
You had us all rolling in utter delight.
Continue readingDear 11-year-old Self,
Dear 11-year-old self,
As I found myself reminiscing over the memories and nightmares stemming from a whirlpool I have now been yanked out of, one which I lovingly termed Junior High School, a notification popped up on my phone, a mere number of days after my 15th birthday. “Write a letter back to your 11-year-old self” was the event set, created on April 10, 2021, the day when you published your very first blog after months of deliberation, apprehension and stringent editing, courtesy of Mum. So, here I am today, your older, wiser, more experienced and far more scarred persona, writing a letter back to you, answering all those questions you had no answers for back then. Consider it a testament to the time capsule you created, a reminder of the straightforward, joyful childhood I wish I could return to. Guess what, it’s now three years until your graduation, darling, and time is slipping away like a flowing river, never slowing down.
Remember?
https://miliscape.com/dear-15-year-old-self/
Continue readingDurga Puja
I want to apologize for the long periods of delay between posts. I was swamped with yearlies and recurring assessments, losing writing inspiration at the rate of light years (1 parsec, anyone?). I will attempt to post more regularly henceforth and try my best to minimize the unnecessary wait caused.
The last time I wrote a post on Durga Puja was three years ago. Or something. All I know is time flew by, getting sucked into a wormhole, and I found myself, once again this year, celebrating the same Puja again.
Continue readingBreathtaking Winter
My first winter. And guess what makes it even more of a treat?
I HAVEN’T ENDURED A PROPER WINTER IN 10 YEARS.
Which isn’t necessarily the best situation…
Continue readingThe School Farewell
The two best days of school, the first and the last.
Who would’ve thought? On October 31st, 2022, I left the school I’d spent 5 years in, with my oldest friends, teachers, and memories.
I would begin a new life in January, not in a new school, but a new country.
Continue readingThank you! Seriously!
Woah! What a wonderful year! Time flies! It is as if it was just yesterday that I started exploring WordPress and was absolutely clueless as to how to even construct a self-sustaining website. So, I thought it would be better to ask for help, and my father came to the rescue! Phew!
Continue readingHappy Father’s Day!
The elephant lumbers up to his calves, cutting a sharp path through the thick foliage. Animals greet him with enthusiastic twerps and excited cheers as he swaggers by. Exhaustion looms over his face and the arduous task has made his feet wobbly. But he walks with poise. The calves dart, frolicking around one of their younger cousins, squabbling over a toy that they discovered recently.
Continue readingHappy New Year!
Durga Puja
Out of the plethora of festivals celebrated with grandeur in India, Durga Puja is the most anticipated one for me. It might be because the magnificence of Goddess Durga is awe-inspiring to me, generating an impression of her existence amongst us. It is equivalent to a never-ending era of celebration over ten days. It is that joyful time of the year when people leave behind their anxieties and congregate as one to celebrate every moment. For the last two years, due to this pandemic, events were generally low scale. This year, my exams were also scheduled in the same week as the Puja, but later they got postponed and I must admit, I was extremely delighted as I knew I could attend the celebration without worrying about my exam preparations.

