another day

may be just another day... may be a day with no importance for the non-bengali's... but for me, it is a day of remembrance... a day to become little nostalgic... while staying out of home for more than a decade, a bengali new year's day is no longer be a day of celebration for me, rather, i celebrate it by remembering the past... it is a day when i can go down to memory lane and wonder about my childhood days ... i still can see a small boy, waking up early in the morning, taking bath and wearing a new dress, going to his uncle's shop to celebrate Ganesh Puja... and in the evening the same boy, getting dressed with a new cloth and little more talcum powder on his shoulder, holding his father's hand, walking down to the grocery and other shops to celebrate a haalkhaataa... rasogulla was one of his favorite amongst the sweets offered in haalkhaataa... it is a day of celebrating bengali new year's day... no , it is not just another day for me, it is not just another day for the bengalis...