Till the end almost, a conversation with Ma would be like -কাকে vote দেবে? - আর কাকে? একজন ই ত আছে। And she kept this photo close to where she could see it. I was more proud of the fact that in the early 60s she was in the MA Economics class in the Allahabad University, but she was proud to share the same frame with Mrs. G. To an all-right parents, I was dyslexic, leaning towards left, till I just let go. Became apolitical to the point of being imbecile. At the voting booth I would actually look for interesting symbols. Once found an independent candidate with aeroplane as a symbol. My immediate choice. His plane crashed, his deposit got trashed and with 02 votes he had nothing to encash. But I was so pleased.... Will I find an elephant this time?