It's a rainy day.Due to a low pressure hovering over Bay of Bengal last few weeks it has rained in Kolkata.Kolkata and its suberbs are experiencing abnormal natural activities.Many parts are waterlogged due to inadequate drainage management, water cannot be pumped out.
Though people are fedup of the rain but the dreamer in me is having a wonderful time.Often an accomplice Modhusree has seen the writer in me.She thinks I have all the qualities that a writer must posess.
Rains the clouds strike a different note in my heart.It takes me back to a world of imaginations.Whenever I look at the clouds I feel some where behind it lives my father,who is looking at me and smiling .When I was a little girl the lion ogf goddess Durga seemed to live behind the clouds.
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