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 jagah ki hawaon mai kuch hai.”


I still remember the warmth of the people, the joy of festivals, the laughter during office picnics, and the unfiltered masti with friends. And then there was Tai, the cook I fondly called family, who always saved an extra bowl of sabudana khichdi just for me.


It’s been nearly a decade since I left, yet it feels like yesterday when I first entered Raipur with tears in my eyes, and left it the same way—with tears.


Today, as I write, those memories resurface with the same freshness, bringing along a gentle ache and a smile. With two silent tears, I close my thoughts here, because truly—this is the season of nostalgia.




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