On this, the second day of Durga Puja, the sky is bright with the spirit of celebration! When I was a child, we'd wake up to drum rolls, Dhakis beating their Dhaks like their lives depended on it (which it probably did) interspersed with loud music. I miss the sound of the Dhak and here's something I thought I would never say...I miss the loud music.
The getting together of all my cousins and going pandal hopping all over Calcutta seems like a distant dream now...
The getting together of all my cousins and going pandal hopping all over Calcutta seems like a distant dream now...
