Missing

5 months of planning...over a 100 phone calls to confirm who all would be there...and two weeks before the T-DAY, thanks to my MD, its confirmed that I am stuck at hyd for this year's durga puja. All the countdown to this vacation ended up with the fuse failing to light the explosive for the blast that I was planning to have at KGP. I don't know why..but the sense of longing is too much this time. May be all the things I thought to do at kgp and the knowledge that I wont be able to do even a single one of them...may be the hope that I would be in kgp after almost a year and now the fact that I wont...I don't know the reason..but I really am missing the festive fervor of kgp. All thats Durga Puja to me... the frenzied beats of dhaak...the divine sound of "shankh"..."meeshti"..."pandals"...the pandal-hopping crowd that flows along the streets in the evening...that sweet smell of "dhoop" lingering in the air...the ashtami puja at the Durga Mandir...the immolation of Raavan and the fireworks...and most importantly....I really miss the "khichidi". Well... may be next year...