Christmas over the years for me has been like algebra. Some variables but mostly constants. Till the age of 8, I used to blindly believe in Santa. After watching a few Christmas related movies, I was confused if Santa really existed or not. But when
“Baba uff ki gorom!” and “Ajkal thanda ekdom poreina” are the best phrases to describe Kolkata’s mood all year round. Kolkata can be easily identified by the smell of rolls being fried, the serpentine queues in front of any phuchkar dokan or simply beshi kheye
When it comes to Purulia, it is all about Granny’s love and Grandpa’s pampering. This year too I went to visit my grand parents, and decided to go to the picturesque Ayodhya Hills dotting the fringes of this district. In a Bengali family you can’t