Saturday, May 09, 2009

Pnochishe Boishakh.

Rabindrasangeet always reminds me of drowsy school mornings when we would belt out incredible lyrics without a clue as to their actual meanings.

Considering the circus that has been the last 4 years, these memories are always, always rather special.:)


mojo said...

yeah, man how i hated it then!!

Roy said...

it is with time that we come to appreciate such things. that is why they are great

March Hare said...

@mojo - i know. na bujhle ki ar korbo bol.

@roy - yes. if it stands the test of time.:)