Once upon a time when life was without its whys and what ifs, a little girl lived in her own magical world in the southern part of Calcutta (which we now know as Kolkata). The locality she lived in was inhabited by simple middle class people with mediocre dreams and aspirations. There were no high rise constructions overshadowing the sky and trams tinkled and trundled on their defined paths. Her house, lovingly built by her grandfather, had a huge shiuli(small white flowers with an orange stalk . It is associated with…
Tag: growing up
The Inner Me
I am a little person. I am new to the world as I have been here for only three years and already its sights and fancies are beginning to amaze me. I have already been introduced to a new feeling which people around me call “fear”. My first experience of this new feeling came when I learnt that my mother, the person who I was most used to seeing around me for all these years of my life, was soon going to be replaced by several unknown or not so…
