Yellow pages

I saw that big berry "narkel kul" today while coming back from college. The pack of it was equally desirable and tempting when childhood memories are attached with it.
Few days backs I was telling to one of my dear friends here about the 'phutchka and alu kabli stalls" and those vendors selling boxful of mouth-watering kul and hajmi and amra and those sweet cigarettes.
The talk happened as I saw a little girl from NPS (our neighbour school) came to bakery to have egg puff after school.
Here even if we get chaats its sweet, and meals are sour.
We can change our meals but not our relishes I guess.
Narkel kul made me remember saraswati puja and lingered memories. I miss wearing saree and hogging on the bhog offered to "goddess of education".
Today is Saraswati puja,Im eagerly waiting for my friends out in kolkata to post their photos in facebook by the end of day,the only way I can connect my strings back.

It is also Valentines day for bengalis...so double bonanza;two days to celebrate love without break!!
P.S-I remembered to not to have kul before saraswati puja,faith is always greater than tempt.