A tinge of pink and scarlet. The towering Howrah bridge touching those cottony clouds. It was yet another evening afterglow,when they both met. Those rolled sleeves of the familiar deep blue shirt. A pair of rimless spectacles. That pair of impish eyes,which she had fallen in love with. The rain drenched Calcuttan streets,bustling with the cacophony of the heavy traffic. The frequent yet romantic taxi rides in the City of Joy,unlimited. Those "gorom kochuris" of the dingy "telebhajar dokan",seasoned with a tale of eternity. He held her hand as the loose windswept end of her orange Baluchari sharee wrapped itself around him. The low drizzle created a magic of its own as their hearts bathed themselves in the hue of love. The breeze brought with it a faint melody of,"Cholo bole feli...koto kotha koli...jonmeche bolte tomay...tomake chai..." ©Aditi Bera #kolkata #calcutta #cityofjoy #howrahbridge #taxirides #love #lovestories #kolkatalove
