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 Mountains and me remain poles apart. I agreed this time as I was made to feel guilty for leaving B for an all 'girls' trip!  Decided to try the track below which seemed rustic and steep by my standards. I trudged down baby steps, as the owner of the resort watched. The jovial gentleman watched and smiled and said 'Madaam very unfit. Climb up down, up down. I was like madam... But now up, down, up down and my knees fine! ' And as I huffed and puffed away, he cuts up a branch and gifts me a stick!  Bhaskar watched.  -Jaane na to kaake ki dilo!  Oi ta diye i petabe jokhon bujhbe!  -Achcha dhoro to lathi ta!  - Ekdom na, ami ki buro naki!!!!!  Eye roll!

  Now, it is a mother and son endeavour. We both dress up, even if there are no audience. I still read the much battered পাচালি, that I began with. I miss Baba the most today. I broke a tiny mirror this morning and for a second thought of the 7 years bad luck superstition. And I remembered Baba telling me of breaking a mirror and how on that day Ma came out of the coma after almost 20 days. And it's exactly 7 years that he is not present on this day!  And I wore yellow. Found this while cleaning up the almirah at the previous house where I stayed. A first buy by Bhaskar from Jaipur. And I didn't like it much. But age plays wonders, you  find something in the rejected corner, go nostalgic and wear it. And B obliged by taking a photo!