...The 400th...

...Posting  a 400th  is a matter of  great satisfaction ....though it  took  a  trifle  late  to  post  the  same....it  is  like  posting  a triple ton in  Cricket, saving  the innings  ,  & thereafter building  patiently  afresh  an  innings  to  post a formidable  target , for  a possible victory frm  the  jaws  of defeat.....hvin followed  such  classical  innings  of  the  doyens  of Indian  cricket  nd  abroad,  deriving  immense  pleasure frm   the  results....those classical  matches of  Test   cricket had  lot  to  impart  to  character  bldg. as  u  follow  nd  so do  u  emulate  in  real  life :  the  fighting  human  spirit...!!!...over  the  yrs  ,  though , as  we    evolve , the bar   is  being  raised   constantly  & hurried  is   the  path   of   progress,  as  if   thr   is  no   tomorrow.....the  hurried   nature   of  our   progress, though  welcome  , has  its   own  cataclysmic toll & fall....the virtue  of patience & perseverance  is   fast  disappearing ....the   younger  generation....go  getters  &  restless....thr is  a  tangible shift  in  generation gap & older  generation is  in  a  torrid race to  bridge  the  chasm....time  tested old  age  need  to  be honored ,  taken  care  off ,  nd  not  subjected   to  a  race for   bitter  survival....I take  this opportunity    to thank  all  of   you   for  lending  your   support  & ears.....!!!....God  Bless....God   be   with.....!!!

....Homecoming....

Happy to hv trudged the soil of Bihar nd Jharkhand recently. ..In a short span the roots got me upright seemingly nourishing ....thr can be no place close to your heart thn ur native place....The place of ur birth...ur school ...college....Tnx to fmly thr I am still rooted....

......Pilgrimage well made for the yr.....

As the Tohtoh made its way thru the dusty terrain of the Bzr...hitting feverishly the lalgarh Rd to Pathraul ,the Rd felt comfortable well laid now the Pannalal Banerjea Rd..only 'Dokhhinee' the villa survives today...on tht particular stretch to Patel saw mill....which my eyes missed this time...The battery operated Tohtoh took me to temple town Pathraul ,abode of Ma Dokhhina Kali....whr yr after yr we frequented seeking her blessings. ...This New yr was no new fare.....same group of Brahmins doing the ablutions. .. .The video call to Doel  upon return journey draws huge queries of the landscape from her side...The pertinent query of animal sacrifices thr...which she abhors....to top it all...The Railway Running Room now a Virasaat Bhavan thr.....

....A train journey to remember.....

.....The train climbed the bridge over the Ganges at Digha Patna ....my maiden journey to Muzaffarpur by train from Patna....massive as it is I could gauge the massiveness of the Ganges...hvin studied nd lived here for ages....thr was a thrill running down the spine....Pahlejaghat, ...Sonepur....Hajipur....Muzaffarpur....All in a jiffy as I reached before time .....its just evening as the lites faded....avoided a taxi at the RS to reach home....choosing the Rickshaw as it rattled past the stn Rd to the tower nd akhara ghat before reaching destination sikanderpur....The Rickshaw ride thru the Bzr a tenfold growth now with the opulence of a category of anything for sale....u name it u get it at a handshake distance....such availability nd accessibility floors me....The Islander tht I am reduced to the penury of shortages.....It was back to my Kingdom of joy.....