Welcome to psdverse, a not-so-quiet corner of the internet where musings meet meaning.
Curated by Partha Sarathi Das, this is a universe where nostalgia smells like a mix of Bordoisila and half-forgotten school prayers, where sentences meander like the Mora Nodi, and stories spiral out of books, bureaucracy, birdsong and everything in between.
You would find reviews that run with rhythm, essays that take the scenic route, and reflections that feel strangely like home.
Here, one foot is always planted in Assam, the other tiptoes into the absurd. And yes—there’s always tea, mountains, and an unapologetic love for beautiful distractions.