Yellow!
Three days at home at I feel as though nothing was ever wrong with my life! A few familiar faces, the smell of fresh laundry drying crisp in the sun, the sound of the typical Calcutta cycle-rickshaws honking as they glide past, almost everybody knows you around the lane you live in, mishti and lots of it – makes for such a refreshing change. In Bengal, it is customary to … Continue reading “Yellow!” →