Mausoleum - Chilapata forest (North Bengal)
at the same place several tons of confiscated wild animal products as ivory, tiger, snake and leopard, pangolin skins, etc. were burnt in 2004 by the West Bengal Forest Department. all these wild animal products were confiscated from across the country.

Bridge on the river Jayanti. This standing bridge was filled with the debris of hills which dissolved in 1993 - Alipurduar

Remains of a mountain..
just in one heavy precipitation a huge hill dissolved and became part of the Jayanti river bed in Dooars - Jayanti (Alipurduar)

Toto kid - Totopara (North Bengal)

Toto hut

Toto hut - Totopara (North Bengal)

Brook - Totopara (North Bengal)

Sunset from the forest watch tower - Alipurduar (North Bengal)

Teesta - Chilapata Forest (North Bengal)

Furious Teesta - Chilapata Forest (North Bengal)

Indigenous fishing technique - JAKOI (fish trap) used by Rabha and Rajbansi tribes in North Bengal

Hut - Rabha Tribe (North Bengal)

While riding

I sang while riding.
I became a robin
And whistled while riding.
I felt like a hero,
Turned into a philosopher
And became a poet while riding.
I gave heights to fantasies,
Imagined of meeting elephants
I felt like a springing deer while riding.

I felt like composing a fiction
And felt like living my entire life in that fantasy.
I explored my inner self while riding.
I wished to vapourise in that spell
Intermingle in the essence of the jungle
I wished to become climbers entwining huge saal trees
I wished to become wild orchid hanging from saal branches while riding.

I wished to become the sparkling water in the forest rivulet
I wished to become the music of the unseen crickets
I wished to become the endless sky caressing this virgin beauty on earth
I wished to exhaust all my affection on this purity while riding.

I forgot my world while riding.
I saw men with axe while riding.
I found roaring giant machines while riding.
I saw them treading over this beauty while riding.

I felt horrified at this sight
I cried for help and turned helpless while riding.
I saw the gusting black smoke puffed by long nostrils of those giants
I turned senseless and my fantasy broke while riding.
Guilt arrested me,
And the journey stopped there while riding.
And wheels stopped that riding.

-- Rakesh Kaushik