Whenever I travel back to Kolkata, it always greets me with a damp weather and Hindi.
Hindi!! Yes you saw it right – Hindi is generally what I hear spoken to me, to a Bengali, at the heart of Bengali literature and culture…It feels strange and amusing when I step out of the airport every time, I hear a “Bhaayia kaahan jaana hain?” or a “Udhar jao”…Huh! How do I make myself look more Bong??
Strange are the ways of men – RLS
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