My love for Kolkata does a dramatic reminder entry on a summer evening while cherry blossom cover every corner of Bangalore, kids of the society do a cheerful play in the pool, office is about to get over earlier than usual. Everything happy, everything peaceful?
Yet I wonder how the smell of Summer is from the terrace beside my room this year?
Did Tribe introduce a new pork platter on their menu?
Has the city had its first shower of the year already without me?
Is JU having fests again?
Kalibari grounds all set with Poila Boishakh mela?
It takes immense amount of purbo jonmer punno to live and die in Kolkata, I know!
Live?
Die?
Maybe?
Not?
Take me home already!
