Well, All Roads Lead Back Home Eventually

Don’t you get tired of travelling to the mountain over and over again? A few days ago, when I was telling Maa about my next trip to Himachal, she naively asked this question. It’s not that her question doesn’t make sense, as truthfully, the views are always the same – nothing fancy, not out of the world.  The roads,…

Durga Puja, Autumn and Many Emotions

As “Xarodi raani tumar henu naam…” (I heard…you are the queen of Autumn- a Song by Bhupen Hazarika) plays through my earphone, my mind slowly drifts back to the days of Durga Puja spent in Nagaon, my hometown in Assam. The ‘Xewali‘ (night Jasmine) must be swaying in the breeze by now, the mystic ‘dhak‘…