As the year in its terminal stage, there is definitely a thaw, .....moments of recollection & evaluation......the system crash at home gets resurrected.....nd purposefully delayed , to hv a taste of having have to lose something so vital & important.....now tht we r in the know of importance of things ,we intend to appreciate nd utilise further nd not take anything for granted.....the remote land has taught us this.....!!....even the half chilly got saluted this brkfast nd not disposed....for 7yrs ago we learnt in Laam Fonadhoo...... far south....near Equator......how imp. it was..... for want of it....!!.....our appreciation of Gurgaon & Bangalore gets augmented year after year on annual leaves..... nd our unflinching love towards Homeland 1 remains intact, though ,Male', the Capital has no dearth of any thing nd u don't miss anything.....including Fish frm Riverine Bangladesh....Jamir wud call me aft the arrival of fresh consignment & diligently will I fetch for the fmly....Doel is wary of the fish bones, but Arnav is a cat....!!....the year has been fabulous with rain God's still showering....driving back home in the rains aft a long long day....with Kishore da in ful cry of his rendition "......RimJhim Girey Sawaan...Sulagh Sulagh Jaye Mann....Bhige aj is mausam mey ....laage kaise yeh agann....!!!!...."....the inexplicable balm over the tired self....!!!!....Archana arranged a fabulous Diwali for us with her Hand made Diyas nd Rangoli nd typical Bihari Diwali fud made us feel at home......we take this opportunity to wish fmly nd frnds a very prosperous Happy Diwali...!!!!!
.....Rojnamcha...!!! the Indian Ocean Diary having being initiated in 2010 is very close to Heart....journey of an Indian Doctor's service in a remote land...!!!
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