Evenings

Evenings have a very distinct characteristic of their own. I tend to remember my evenings more distinctly from many other times of the day. May be this time of the day seeps very well in our brains. And may be because it definitely influences mood, whether one is outdoors or indoors. I remember so many evenings of school life, college life, recent days... even some of childhood.......

Afternoons too. Its a sensitive time... or may be human minds are sensitive to this time of the day... there is always a melancholy woven with evenings, twilights, in the most optimistic and pessimistic situation... 

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Chaotic chirping of  birds in Tiss Campus, Azan at the nearby Mosque... from campus to Flat 303.. Eden gardens heights ... Kites in the distant sky out of the windows of Flat 303... people in their evening outing, back from work, in an evening 'adda'... excited voices.. laughter.... serious discussion... slowly blurrrrrrr.....  ..........

Evening sky in Calcutta hang with floating grey clouds over the entire metropolis... from Swinhoe Street to Triangular Park... crowds, traffic, sweat, hunger... 

 

A : "I hope Raktima Aunty finishes early today... there is such huge traffic on the way to Garia everyday.. and with this rain..."

B : "Hmm... Dont worry, it won't rain.. even if it does, u will make it... the sky isnt that alarming...." 

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The solitary bat came everyday and hung itself in the fig tree... almost every evening since we have been living here... C said they are fox bats... they are large, very large... it dines on figs each night... i have never seen a bat so closely... it looks quite hideous.... "Do you think the FC exams will be scheduled early? The classes are taking off at a good speed...."

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