Ekadoshi is a very difficult day to explain
I don't know many people who can put End-of-Pujo feeling into words.
The lights are dimmer
The air is sharper
The roads are crazy empty
So are the eyes!
The heart however is full but there also is a hollow within. The shreiky post Bijoya wind passes through that hollow and makes anxiety happen.
This feeling is my Flight-To-Bangalore reminder. Somehow, the Doshomi evening, with everything else, has been my reminder of the toughest flights. That's a ghyanghyan for another post, too many old posts too.
For now,
You cannot be making plans at 10pm
You cannot be waddling in rain with white saari on
You cannot be just happy, forgetting everything!
The days of being that girl from college, that boy from para, that couple from school are over for this year
Ashchhe bochhor ki j hobe :(
Chhuti shesh
School shuru
Ele r gele :(
Bhallagchhena :(
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