Have you ever wondered how it’s the little things that stick to us. The memories of enjoying a lollypop or playing with our favourite toy as a child, watching a movie or just enjoying samosas with friends as we were growing up bring smiles to … Continue reading Big little things
Tag: Agartala
A new corner in my old home
Dida's almirah, probably over a century old The house by the lake in Agartala is my home. It had a Bakul tree by the gate once, tall betel nut trees grew by the boundary wall, and there were so many mango trees, jackfruit trees and … Continue reading A new corner in my old home
Agartala in a limbo
When does a small town grow up? Or does she really grow up? Deep in our hearts, we want our small towns to be that lazy little place where we can return to once we are tired of all our quests. Caught between the urge … Continue reading Agartala in a limbo
Revisiting Agartala
Agartala Palace by the Lake Agartala will always have a special place in my heart. A small relatively quieter town that I grew up in, with friendly bunch of people. A town that I was eager to leave behind during my teens when my ambitions … Continue reading Revisiting Agartala
It’s Pujo time
Like most Bengalis Durga Puja is the festival I look forward to, or at least I did then as a girl in Agartala. Puja vacations were the most awaited vacations, four days sans studies, only pandal hopping and showing off our new clothes. Yes, we … Continue reading It’s Pujo time