And over the last several years, we set out in different directions. First, it was Jaideep - he went off to Parbhani in Maharashtra. Then, Krishnendu to JNU, New Delhi. After that, Aniruddha, Anasuya & Abhimanyu to Pune & Aurangabad. Finally, Sakya to New Delhi. Soon, Debashis moved to his own apartment.
All that was left behind were memories of our growing up.
We have been overtaken by our unending work, our distant travels, a million emails. And, somewhere down the line we have forgotten the bridges that held us together.
This blog (22 number) is an attempt to relive those memories, rebuild those bridges and maybe create something for the next generation to cherish.
This blog is dedicated to the fond memory of Mummum, Dadu and Dimma.
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The Concrete Frotress is crumbling - the generals have mostly passed away except one but he is too old to hold the fortress together. The days of happiness and joy ended with the passing away of grandma and Grandpa. The loss of my mentors and my favourites put me at a loss when I visit 22. Its so dark and silent - the images of the past start floating around. Post 2004 I can't rest in the house which was once where i grew up.
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