This is the last week of the Weekly Photo Challenge and there couldn’t have been a better signing off than through the theme of an all time favorite photo. On the personal front, last two months had been extremely hectic with the A2Z challenge in April and the launch of my first e-book ‘Deal of Death’ in May. However the topic for WPC was enough to evoke the feeling of homecoming in me. Here’s a personal favorite capture of the city I call home now – Kolkata, India.
I wasn’t born here. In fact I barely stayed here for three years during the course of my graduation before hopping onto other places for higher studies and professional commitments. Except an apartment, nothing in the city felt close to my heart until my son was born here in 2015. Over the last few years, I have learnt to embrace the city as my own as my preschooler goes around creating memories in it. While Kolkata is usually represented in the pictures through its old world charm, here’s a snap taken from the terrace of our high-rise building capturing its new essence of life.
The topic for Weekly Photo Challenge this week is Favorite Place. The idea is to share an image of our happy place, a secret spot we love, or a faraway location we return to again and again.
The first picture is that of the area covering a bookshelf in my bedroom. Having lived out of my suitcase for almost sixteen years owing to education and then job assignments, the only constant companion that I had throughout were books. Whether I stayed in a hostel or as a paying guest or in rented apartments, there was always a bookshelf stacked with books that I loved reading. Whenever I moved cities, I always had the movers & packers pick them up and deliver them back home in Bengal, India.
Two years back when I moved back to Kolkata for good, I was pleasantly surprised to see that my father safeguarded my entire collection in various cabinets and bookshelves in our apartment. With a barely few month old baby then, the distance from the bedroom to any of the rooms felt like kilometres together. Thus this bookshelf was built-in a corner of my bedroom. The books are handpicked by me and each of the shelves has an assigned genre like new collection, regional books (Bengali in my case), humor, classics, crime and thrillers and so on. This space is extremely personal and close to my heart. Irrespective of my emotional state, this corner has never failed to give me happiness and comfort.
The theme for the Weekly Photo Challenge is Sweet for the current week. As per the rules, the photo can either be of something or someone sweet. So, I thought of featuring one of the sweetest relationships in my family – the bond shared between a grandfather and his grandson.
This picture was taken in Dec 2017, when we took off for a family vacation in Mandarmoni, India. The toddler loves swings but he was scared of hurting himself due to a fall. His paternal grandpa (on the left) and maternal granddad (on the right) held his hand from both the sides while he enjoyed his ride. Their presence was enough for him to rise up and high.
I stumbled upon this weekly photo challenge just a while ago. The topic for this week is Tour Guide – What do you love about where you live? I was born in the capital of Bengal – Kolkata or Calcutta as the city of Joy used to be referred to as earlier but I grew up in a small town of Bengal called Berhampore. After my plus two, I moved cities for higher education and then for job assignments but whenever I use the word home, it always means Berhampore. It still does. The town is a part of the heritage district of Murshidabad.
This is the first photo challenge that I thought I should start with because of its theme – Beloved. This is the first picture that I have with my infant boy. He is the most beloved gift bestowed upon me by the Almighty. This photo was taken in the year 2015 when he was only twenty-one days old. I had just started experiencing the bliss of motherhood after a highly complicated c-section. As I gather myself after battling marathon sleep deprived nights and struggling to cope up with the new role of a motherless new mum, I am amazed to see the glow of happiness in holding my new-born.
He is twenty-eight months old as of now but every time I look at this picture, I wish I could freeze time to never let him grow up.