A season of Nostalgia
The Season of Nostalgia It’s been almost three years since I last penned down my thoughts. Not for any particular reason—maybe because “zindagi ne kiye kuch haseen sitam.” The last time I was writing, I was a girl, unmarried, with dreams flowing freely. Today, I sit here as a married woman, woven into the fabric of worldly responsibilities that are irreplaceable in their own way. Life, after all, has been nothing less than a rollercoaster ride—challenging, yet beautiful. But let’s not drift too far. Today, I write again, because memories have found their way back into my heart, demanding to be heard. Ganesh Utsav always marks the beginning of festivity. Along with it, comes a flood of memories—of school days, college fun, and countless little moments that time can never erase. As I travel back in time, my mind takes me to the years between 2014 and 2016, to a city that gave me so much and still holds a piece of my heart—Raipur. There’s something about that place. As they say, “Us ...