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Photographing
Metro Station
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I took my Canon EOS 1200D to the Bangladesh Metro Rail to try and get some nice candids of the metro. The trains are all photogenic, I can confirm.
The first batches of images are already up!
And this is an ongoing series, so keep refreshing that gallery.
Blog
Microscopy: More Copper Sulfate Crystals
I viewed another batch of Copper Sulfate crystals under a light microscope, this time aiming for greater complexity and detail. This one’s a bit overedited, especially with the color, but still fun, Both this and the previous image have been stacked and stitched. First, I took multiple images at different ...
Microscopy: Diseased Sodium Hydroxide
Intricate and Mesmerizing Suppurations of Sodium Hydroxide at the Microscopic level Good evening. I wish ya’ll peace and blessings. Feeling a bit under the weather today, and that goes well with the theme. A few weeks back I had an amazing microscopy run; but every run, every family, every group ...
Microscopy: Fake Saffron
Colorful, vibrant, fake, and sometimes purple Saffron under the microscope I needed dye for a project; when I asked my mother if we had food coloring at home, she handed me a small box and said it was saffron (zafran, in Bangla). Saffron is the most expensive spice in the ...
Microscopy: Flame-Dried Crystals
Exotic, otherworldly Copper Sulfate crystals under the microscope Crystals are amazing. They were the whole reason I took up microscopy in the first place. My very first microscopy specimens were homemade crystals of various compounds, and they were immensely rewarding. Since then, however, I’ve strayed quite a bit from crystal ...
Microscopy: Melted Sugar Looks Like Aliens
Exotic, Otherworldly, and Bizarre Images of Melted Sugar Under the Microscope Yesterday, I was graced by another extraordinary microscopy session with peculiar and baffling results. The goal was to make crystals of various solutions by placing a drop on a slide and boiling it quickly over a spirit flame. This ...
Microscopy: Burnt Honey is Lava
Burnt Honey is Blazingly Marvelous under the Microscope Last week, I had one of the most wonderful and memorable microscopy sessions of my life where nothing went to plan, but everything turned out great in the end. I’ve told one part of that story already. This is part two, and ...
Short Stories
The Indifferent Universe Rolled On
Flash-fiction Sean gazed at the sky and wondered if it all really did matter. Above him, rolling over the gloomy, grey expanse, the black thunderclouds boomed. Below him, the sleepy earth hummed noiselessly. In front, the forest stood silent vigil, as dismal and inscrutable as ever. A crow cawed. A raven took flight. A dove died in a distant city. One of the rats escaped a keen cat. One of the rats did not. A venomous snake bit a human. ...
Kumejima Station
Flash Fiction Kumejima station. Well past midnight. Cold, dreary, bright. Bright. Brighter than it ever needs to be. It’s quiet. The kind of quiet you get when a behemoth structure designed for the rush and reverberations of a flood of hundreds of thousands of people echoes only with the hushed bustle of thousands of people. The kind of diluted quiet of a giant stadium that is not quite empty but acres away from its intended capacity. The kind of unexpected ...
Tears
In the universe, Two eyes. In those two eyes, Two balls of glistening tears. In those two balls of glistening tears, The universe
Cold Fire
Short Story / Post Apocalyptic I moved my hands through the blue, papery flames. The desert sun was blistering overhead in the brilliant desert sky, casting angry, yellow rays that baked the rough sand and us. The cold fire helped a bit. My eyes fluttered from object to insulating object before resting on the nomad sitting cross-legged on the insulating cloth floor of the tent. He was clad in the general nomad fashion, oily garments, thick-leather boots, a resilient yet ...
Fairy Lights
Flash Fiction I was supposed to be writing about the bright decorative lights hanging so festively on the roof of the neighboring apartment complex as if it was Christmas, and yet it is Christmas, but the lights aren’t meant for Santa Claus. Regardless, the pantone yellow fairy lights go well with the night and with the sleepy, green, rooftop plants. The moon. The spotted, reflective moon. There is something so inherent, so intrinsic, so human about the moon. It feels ...
Speaking to Stars
Flash Fiction / Sci-fi “Cat. Heimrick. Doom. Petals.” Bose stared morosely at the monitor screen. Thin wisps of sugary-sweet-coffee-vapor twirled up from his cup. Beep. Another message from a pulsar. “Lichtenstein.” Really, Lichtenstein? The star messages were getting out of hand- and the public just refused to buy it. He didn’t blame them; as a kid, he would have too. As a kid, star messages were his life, his adrenaline, his mission. He remembered reading every article, every paper; remembered ...
Touch Grass
Flash Fiction / Nature Therapy He is lying on his back, his posture defying his backbone. His left arm is tucked under his back, and he is clutching his new phone with his right, keeping it suspended mid-air. The screen is tilted downwards and he cranes his neck unnaturally to keep his eyes at level with it. His legs are askew, propped against the wall. The back of his head is rested on a jumble of sheets. There is a ...
