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I write this every year..this time ! Crave for rain...though this time I thank god that I live in an a/c environ mostly. Not standing the fact that Bhaskar keeps saying that he needs to take a soft loan topay off the electric bill and gas for my car :) But Calcutta is going from bad to worse - where is the kalboishakhi that was the usual occurance every evening not solong ago- we had to run and close the windows so that the dust wont form a layer ...but the rain used to be so refreshing washing over the heat and the hot air and bringing in temporary relief on those hot summer evenings. I remember our Lansdowne Road house had those windows with 'Kharkari"s ( Trilok's picture post was a good reminder) and how it was a game to peer through them when we played hide and seek ....and those evenings of kalboishakhi drove in the rains from the open kharkharis and formed rivulets on the floor which gave us more chances to play hopscotch with imaginary rivers ! And then there were...

To be philosophical about lost things is to go back to Cohelo's Alchemist. Sometimes the thing is right  in front of us yet we search the whole world looking for it. It could be happiness or it could be an assignment. I lost my cool, my peace of mind all because I just could not find the assignment papers. Suhita saw my predicament and said " Chinta koro na -shob theek hoye jaabe ! " till I declared " Tor PPTTC paper hariyechi!!!!" and immediately there was transference of tension with a shrill  cry of "Shekiii?" I had an entourage searching the office on a "chirooni tallashi" cos the candidate was one of our trouble makers ! I decided on my age old tukki of "hala shaheber giththa"- he actually finds all things lost-from pendrives ot lost child ! As I was tying the knot Suhita came back with a hurried advice "Hold your breath!" and I held and almost forgot to let go :-) But in five minutes I found the packet on my desk- m...

Back at work we had an interesting conversation about the stones changing our lives - controlling the planets and turning the tides. I of course never believed in stones , all for a cosmetic reason - I love my diamond rings and would not for the life of me wear those ungainly finger embellishment. But that does not mean that I did not do my share of crazy rituals. There was a time when Chibu decided to take a year off and a lady astrologer told me that I had to feed the street dogs 'roti' in the morning for him to clear the Engineering entrance. So early morning I would be waking up the street dogs and try to lure them with roti- Being street dogs did not mean they will have anything and everything that came their way - so one day it was soaked in milk , next day chicken curry another day biscuits were mashed to make the roti palatable - till one day they decided they wanted something else. Of course the ritual worked and Chibu qualified , it's another matter all together ...