My Dhanbad Lost by Titas Mazumdar

Most part of my childhood city is lost for good …

Dhanbad the black diamond city of Jharkhand on beautiful Chota Nagpur plateau was mostly covered with green fields, tall trees on the sides of the roads and lot of open space 2 decades back with no life post sunset…the city almost fell asleep along with the sun every single day…

The road connecting Karmick Nagar to steel gate had dense jungle on the sides is now redressed in a complete new look with shimmer and shine all around…the road which we never took post sunset during our growing days is now hosting big brands like Tanishq, Big Bazaar , different kind of Marts, malls , Kirana stores and variety of food joints. The entire city is bubbling with excitement now welcoming me to see her new changed look full of glitters, pomp and show…and I holding hands of my two little ones with childhood memories in my heart and admiration in my eyes standing spellbound among all the transformation the calm and quite city went through appreciating every ounce of it.

What remained exactly same is my Carmel School…the school which nurtured me for 12 long years….Every year 100 + students fly out of her nest to spread their wings in different parts of the world….Deep inside her heart she knows that her daughters will return to meet her someday with their children. She fears her daughters might not recognize her once they are back so she made sure to maintain her same look which she had 25 years back, so that every child when they return to have a glance at her can literally peek into their childhood…

Revisiting Carmel School with daughters Katha & Bhasha

I was able to see me standing in the assembly line, singing the Carmel anthem playing in the basketball court, going to the church, standing in the black dot line, dancing with gungroos on under the Mahogany tree , exercising on the commands of our PT teacher , the last minute revision before the exams, sharing lunch boxes along with secrets, the laughter, the whispering….never-ending list of flashbacks…

I returned back with my new self-refreshed and re-energized weaving new memories and storing it in my treasure box along with the old ones…

Goodbye city…keep grooming yourself till I come back again with my grandchildren next time…

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