The golden sunlight, the clear blue sky, the white cottony clouds The gentle cool breeze, the sweet smell of shiuli, or just the memory of that smell whiffing through the air Ears straining for the sound of dhak, the excitement of dhunochi dance Absurd heart … Continue reading Durga Pujo: soaking up in the Divine Glow
This year, however, the Goddess seems to have lost her usual enthusiasm for her annual earthly sojourn. As she packs her bags with her best saris and jewellery listlessly her husband Lord Shiva enters the bedroom.
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