To the people of Earth

Another birthday is here Maa. Happy Birthday. Remembering you like always.  Along with you remembering another star of my life, which shone brightly when alive. A warm smile, guidance, patience and a constant supply of new experiences was his gift to me.  Tried hard to remember the first poem he ever taught me and with it the joy he felt every time I could successfully recite it. So jotting down the poem here, after digging and raking my memory, before its lost forever. গোপলা টা কি হিংসুটে মা খাবার দিলেম ভাগ করে, বল্লে নাকো মুখেও কিছু ফেল্লে ছুড়ে রাগ করে | জেঠাইমা যে মেঠাই দিলেন দুই ভাই তে খাও বলে, দশটি তাহার একটি আমি  চাখতে নিলাম ফাউ বলে | আর যে নোটি ভাগ করে  তাই তিনটি দিলাম গোপলা কে, তবুও কেমন হেংলা ছেলে  আমার ভাগেই চোখ রাখে | বুঝিয়ে বলি কাঁদিস কেন তুই তো নেহাত কনিষ্ঠ, বয়েস বুঝে সামলে খাবি  তা নইলে হয়ে অনিষ্ট | তাও মানেনা কেবল কাঁদে স্বার্থপরের শয়তানি, শেষটি আমায় মেঠাই গুলো  খেতেই হলো সব খানি |  ⁕ It still brings a smile to my face to drama...

It has been sometime that I have written anything. Wonder if this is what is called a writer's block. If so, was a pretty long one. Anyway thought will give it a go again and what best way to start than writing a travel blog for once. Past couple of months, we (I and Mr. Shyam) discussed and brainstormed while in our quest to zero in on a place that would be perfect for our 4 days of Easter holidays. Criteria was that the place needs to be visa(at least one of us at the moment can't travel outside Sweden), pocket and weather friendly. After long debates, sleepless nights and taking turns at threatening each other with a hunger strike if something is not planned for these 4 days, a colleague was involved. In short, we settled on a place for a one day trip. Ya, that happened, everything everywhere was booked or sold out and so we stayed home 3 days and went out for a day trip. Anyway this is not about us, this is about us in Trosa, the tiny little happiness we are now proud to ha...