......taking guard once again....!!!

.......the yr holds promise ....the innings evenly poised.....taking guard  again ..... @5pm....the calcium carbonate pitch beckoning....of this Coral Island....!!...with cylinders fully charged nd blazing with the recipe of the hurricane tour frm 22nd till today.....with so much imbibed....soaked nd drenched to the tee frm the moisture frm the deeply embedded roots of Bihar nd Jharkhand....!!...as we climbed up the ramp in foggy conditions in the wee hrs frm BLR to PAT via CCU...the genetic predisposition of being an Eastern Indian ....not North or South Indian....weighed heavily....the touchdown at Netaji Subhash @ CCU with ultimate landing @JaiprakashNarain in PAT threw me in a spell of space nd time.....as I took my children down the ramp a gentle breeze was already blowing....I inhaled nd exhaled nd urged my fledgling team to do the same...tht of our homeland in truest sense....which nurtured & given me so much of building material of the formative years....Patna looked like a flooding populace:admixture of old & new.....people looked more or less the same as we had left them 14yrs ago.....it had to be tht way,sheerly for their uniqueness....savouries of SweetHome near HeeraPanna were delicious nd the Chinese Window:our favorite joint of Mauryalok is  where I hosted  Chinese for a core group of Barat Party for their supper in the train for TATA, having reached earlier thn them.....as I strolled past Tricel:our book shop still clinging on to its space....I could feel the change ....no wonder Patna & Hathwa mkts were visited du2 nostalgia....nd both Archana & Myself partook the Kachauri with dry Chana in tht corner shop at Hathwa mkt holding on to its legacy...!!...as the Indigo with Hariprasad at helm waded thru the street beside the area whr Rupak Cinema stood amidst thick traffic....I could feel the city bursting at its seam....remembered Anindya,Amita,VijaySingh many a times as we wr located in GINGER @ Bistupur for the most imp.task of solemnising & witnessing Kunal's marriage with Payal...& were bowled over by the sweets & savouries there.....!!!!.....missed a heart beat whn a call frm Dhanbad frm Baba ignited my spirit...frnds will always be frnds....however & whtevr...it felt as if it was yestday...& was touched by the warmth of BABA's spirit...!!!: our star striker of Futbol team....!!!....Nanu & Doel absorbed the tru Village spirit whn we went back with the bride to Kunal's native Village off MFP.....I ate lots of fried fish frm the local river with bhuja ,chana & Chura....as the cavalcade rolled over the dirt tracks in pleasant Feb.eve with cascading thoughts of oneness with one's own soil & serenity.......the Hurricane tour of Nativeland felt like a journey into Eternity.....!!!!