Sweetest memory of Kolkata visit is a tear-jerkerEvery one of us has got memories in our lives. Among them, some are sweet, and some are sour. It is not that the tear-jerkers evolve only from painful incidents rather a sweet experience can be a tear-jerker too.
My paternal family stays in Kolkata while I reside in Delhi. Due to various hassles, my husband and I along with our son cannot visit Kolkata together. Sometimes it's too long a gap between my two trips which makes me and my siblings quite restless. It was during the summer vacation of 2016 when my husband deliberately sent our son and me to Kolkata. My eldest brother-in-law was not keeping well which puzzled my husband. He wanted me to visit them so that we all can meet each other before any untoward incident takes place. We met after one and a half year; it was so satisfying to be with them.
As my brother-in-law was not well so all of my siblings, sister-in-law, niece and nephews met every day at my eldest sister's home and we all had a gala time. Every afternoon it was just unlimited fun. Fifteen days passed by in a jiffy and it was time to pack our bags and leave for Delhi. My son and I came back to Delhi and resumed our daily routine with extra vigour.
While leaving for Delhi, I did not know that I would again have to visit Kolkata after six months to pay my last respect to my youngest older brother. Dengue took him away from all of us. An unexpected tragedy hit us hard and too early in our lives. He was my immediate older brother with whom having a meaningless chat was also fun.
Whenever I look back, I wholeheartedly thank my husband for forcefully sending me to Kolkata. Those fifteen days were the sweetest days of my life which gave me an opportunity to accumulate more memories to linger upon throughout my life. Today I would have repented if I had sternly refused to visit Kolkata then. Oh, God! The thought in itself is so terrifying and tear-jerker.
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