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It seemed a perfect afternoon after a long time -  rain drenched and cloudy - brishti , shorshe ilish aar bhaat ghum, though I did skip the last one  in the end, and did my pending corrections.The garden looked good,  fresh , green - and rainwashed. I love Kolkata in the rains...especially the tram rides in the drizzle through the  verdant maidan. Haven't done that in a long ,long time though. In college it was quite a ritual that instead of coming home from Park Circus to Ballygunj, we would take a detour via Maidan- the large stretch of greenery where boys played football, hawkers sold anything from chickpeas to pav-bhaji and lovers found their own space taking their island of refuge from a thousand peering eyes.- It was so different from the world of bricks and mortars . I would put my face out to catch the wind on my face or the raindrop and feel the gush of freedom. It was so long ago, seems another lifetime. I remember a funny anecdote - on a trip to Sunderbans, there was

The Facebook wall is plastered with Father's Day posts and pictures - And it also happens to be Yoga Day and the year's Longest day ! I for one am still sore - it's still raining in my heart. Over the years , I have not been much of a Day celebrator - except Birthdays, so a special day for the Father/ Mother/ Brother / Sister has no specific meaning for me, honestly ! Last evening the message from God delivered : What you are most afraid of is where your greatest rewards are. If all you had to do was wish for something and you would have it, life would be pretty boring, wouldn't it? God placed barriers between us and what we want, so we can enjoy interesting and satisfying lives. God hid our biggest rewards behind the highest barriers - our deepest fears. God wants us to face our fears, and hold ground in their presence, and let them go, and that's how we get out biggest rewards. What are you most afraid of? Say it, just start by saying it. All my life

I guess we were a generation who were the first to be introduced to the world of "instantness"- Maggi , Nikki-Tasha kitchenette and Hot-shot camera. Maggi , like Sudatta mentioned today has many memories. I used to stay in a barsati in Chittaranjan Avenue and had only a heater and saucepan for company. The only food I could make was Maggi. My staple lunch. Chibu's first culinary experiment was with Maggi "noode" -he could not even pronounce the word properly. So it would be sad to see Maggi go- despite the "lead' and msg brahua. We consume arsenic in water , tanin in tea leaves, metanil yellow in turmeric and numerous other pesticides/ chemically harmful ingredients in almost all the eatables.  I do not support Maggi's adulteration , but am just saddened to see the instant fall from grace- easy come uneasy go......  And T4's fall from grace is equally sad - he is a "beast" after all so it's a crime that he killed a human. We