Home Is Where The Heart Is: A Journey Back Home

Me, my mother and father arrived in Bangalore yesterday, and the weather is fine here. Much cooler than Kolkata’s weather. The journey is cozy.

There was a lot of traffic congestion on our way from Howrah to the Dum Dum Airport. 

But we reached just in time.

Overall I think my visit to Howrah from Bangalore was successful.

I went to give puja at the Dakshineshwar Kali Temple. And I voted.

I also met many of my relatives and cousins. 

And I’m grateful to God for these experiences. 

Thank you for reading this line! It means a lot.

Is she reading this?

Is she reading my poems?

Is she reading my foolishness?

Is she reading my blogs?

Is she reading my thoughts?

Does she care?

Does she even care about my life?

Does she care about my heart?

Does she have feelings for me?

Do I know her?

Do I really know her?

I guess I wanna know her?

Can I give this feeling a name?

Is she still reading this?