Sitting at the other corner of the globe, just saw a pic of chaiti mela, was lost in memories of our childhood.
Kashipuriets had done wonders in respective fields and across the globe, recalling the streets of old city, Drona Sagar, jumping naked in that Swimming Pool, Road Stalls of Jail Road,
nagar Palika, it was small world. every one knew every one, that feel has lost somewhere. Sainik Convent School, or K Anjelina School, Uday Raj, Bunking Classes, ragging polytechnic freshers, fagging in cricket ground.
Moteshwer baba, gange baba or naag nath mandir. shivratri pe rang birangi Kanwar.
sab jaise kal ki he baat hai. miss you my city, may god bless my city and every souls that is attached to you.