This is terrible..I'm talking about being marooned in my home for more than 20 hours now, and the problem of water logging won't be bettered soon,it seems..so here we go again..welcoming Ma Durga armed with raincoats and umbrellas ;)
Today is Mahalaya but nothing was like mahalaya, I mean no clear skies, no golden light n no clouds floating in the sky.
All along the day rains played havoc with the city, and the worst hit were low lying areas like my locality.I woke up to another day of 'mon kharap kora akash' , all my pent-up pessimism found a metaphor in the grey sky...the raindrops were joyfully alighting from the abode of the clouds and believe me,it didn't feel as romantic as it sounds.
Good things come in small packages..true,this packaging has been huge and clumsy too so it doesn't seem good at all...
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shon! brishti hole, u shud sing... "barkha me bhi dil pyaasa hai! ;-)" Or just have khichudi or chai-pakoda :-) In Bokaro, I used to merrily ride my bicycle downhill with raindrops hitting my eyes like needles. I would then ride purely by instinct. I loved it!
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