Suvojit Banerjee

When the purple blazes of aurora borialis glistens the sky, my eye shines bright as silver. I am yet another face in the crowd,yet another number in this already overpopulous chart. I observe and get observed. They call me a snob, but I'm lazy to reply.

A Daft Punk addict, a techie by heart and a hapless romantic by passion. I see things through a myriad caleidoscope, be it paper boats floating to a kingdom unknown, or the crimson-tinted afternoon in a city that I love.