Whenever I sit to write anything, the first line that comes to my mind is that I am not writing anything for a long time. I questioned myself, is this time gap the driving force which let me to write again another post? I do never have the answer and today is no exception like other days. The tired and clumsy days become sweet and calm in these late nights. Each and everyone of us enjoys breaking the rules and it gives a pleasant energy source to do the rest of the stuffs. So am I, and I feel good to sleep late and long. Writing a blog when my eyes are about to shutdown, my hands try to become steady still, but it is the mind who never got tired, and it enjoys the fight between this two.
Durga Puja means a new life, a new hope, a new starting, forgetting all that happened past. And I know I will not be at all wrong if I say, we the Bengali count days at least for four months for these four days. These four days are the most favorite days of a year, for each and everyone of us. Durga Puja, this year was slightly different for me. Unfortunately, I was not at my home as usual, I was in Kolkata. But this gave me the opportunity to feel the nostalgic four days of Kolkata. Starting from the Panchomi night, the five days were truly exceptional. Durga Puja in Kolkata Click on the photo above to open link to photo album
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