The feel in the air is diffrnt, the people too seem differnt, the streets, the parks, the roadside shops, the malls all r affected by the festive mood that grips the city every year. If u havnt lived in bengal dont think u can understand hw we feel at the first sight of the 'kash phool' swinging to an unknown tune. The feeling of elation, hope, anticipation and pure joy.
The streets are crowded with people leaving office early to finish last minute shopping, hmm...admist all this chaos though all u can think is tht there is some magic in the air....with ppl looking forward to a holiday, puja hopping, meeting frends and relatives, eating out, waking up to the sound of the 'Dhaak' and watching the glow on the Mother's face while the purohits chant away and the smoke fills up the air and gives it a mystical look.
for those who know me, know tht i crave to get out of the city during this time and this yr is no differnt, but still somewhere in a small part of me the childhood memories live on and wishing to relive the magic tht i once soo felt.
i wish all those ppl who still do feel the magic a very happy pujas.....
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u made me feel nostalgic...my school campus was hemmed in by two famous puja pandals, singhi park and ekdalia evergreen. I still remember, when the first bamboo used to come to prepare the pandal, that feeling of "maa asche" got awakened in me. Everyday, after school when my mother used to pick me up, I made ita point to visit these two pandals & see their progress. Then, the yearly conglomeration at my "mamabari", where all my relatives gathered (they still do now a days, its only that I am not a part of the gathering!) and the buying and exchanging of new clothes, whether he size fits or not...And I dont know how many youngsters of the present generation wake up to the chant of "mahisasurmardini" rendered by birendra krishna bhadra on mahalaya.. there used to be a very very big radio of the bygone times which we used to place at a central position on the night before the mahalaya, the alarm clock was fixed at a quarter to three and once the prog started, believe me, it used to send a shiver in the spines (it still does to me and this year, hopefully there will be no exception). No other song in or hymns in this world can match it, trust me... And that song from sanat singha, "bajlo chutir ghanta"... Our puja started from mahalaya itself.....
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