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  1. Summer holidays: projects, Kolkata visit and shopping

    July 27, 2014 by Sunit Nandi

    So friends, I’m back again with a new post. It has been quite a while since I wrote on my blog. In this post I’ll be describing how I spent my summer vacation. So here it goes.

    My 4th semester exams got over and what followed was a summer break. I was finally free to do whatever I liked to and wanted to. The first thing me and my parents did was offer a special puja for my dad at the Navagraha temple. It was a really long process that lasted for two hours. On another day, we went out for shopping to the city and had our lunch at Chinatown. The most surprising part about this is that, I met Loya ma’am (Mrs. Loya Agarwala, a student counselor serving various institutions) there. I had a long chat with her. My friends from Faculty H S School would be very happy to know about this.

    In the meanwhile, I joined two projects at IIT Guwahati. The first one is related to speech processing while the second is a student tracking system based on RFID tags and ZigBee PAN backend. Both are still underway, even though my holidays are over now. The speech processing project required me to get my BeagleBone Black ready with Archlinux ARM, ALSA, XFCE desktop and Linphone to act as a IP-phone. I’m using an audio cape extension on the BBB get audio-in and audio-out to it. Hopefully, things should be getting into shape soon. Here are a few photos I shot while setting it up:

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    I’ll be writing several articles on the BeagleBone Black on Techno FAQ as soon as I get some free time.

    The other project is still on paper and will take much longer to get a physical implementation.

    I spent the first two weeks with parents in Kolkata. We were there for some family errands. But during this time, I had the opportunity to visit the Birla Planetarium and also do some shopping.


    Also, behold the other random photos.

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    Some pictures of our new flat at New Town, Rajarhat:

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    I spent 3 days at Digha, my hometown, and so was able to see the ulta (reverse) – Rathyatra. Here are some pics.

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    After returning back to Guwahati, I finally had my new workstation ready (a custom-built HP Z420), which I’ll be using for video editing, graphics, app and OS development and gaming.

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    The specs are:

    • 8-core Intel Xeon E5 @ 3.6 Ghz
    • 4×8 GB DDR3 ECC 1600 MHz RAM
    • AMD FirePro W7000 GPU (4x DisplayPort interfaces)
    • Intel C602 chipset
    • 1 TB 7200 RPM Toshiba HDD
    • 4x USB 3.0 ports, 4x USB 2.0 ports
    • FireWire port
    • 1 Gbps gigabit ethernet port
    • DVD-RAM / DVD+-RW drive
    • HP EliteDisplay E221
    • HP USB keyboard and mouse

    I got my workstation ready with Windows 8.1 Pro and Manjaro Linux. Right now, I’m looking for a good secondary HDD on which I can try out Hackintosh.

    With all this, the holidays came to an end. The 5th semester has started and classes have begun with full steam.

    Right now I’m playing around with PC-BSD. It is kind of hipster approach to learning Unix.


    I’ll be writing again soon with more stuff on my blog and interesting articles on Techno FAQ. Please stay tuned.

    Take care.

  2. New Year at Mandarmoni

    January 16, 2014 by Sunit Nandi

    On the 1st of January, dad’s friend Subhas Pradhan and his wife invited us (me and my parents) over for an outing at Mandarmoni. At 2 PM we leave Digha for Chaulkhola via bus. A few minutes later, the Pradhans arrive in their car and pick us up. Together all of us travel to the Mandarmoni beach and drive down the open shore.


    We roam the wide beach freely in the car. Being a very free area, I made my first advances to drive a car.

    After that, we move to one end of the beach to where a creek flows into the sea. A jeep was stuck in the sand and was sinking. However, no one was interested in dragging the jeep up because the jeep driver was in an altercation with the locals. After observing them for sometime, we left.

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    In the meanwhile mom and aunty (Mrs. Pradhan) are already collecting crabs to take home. The local kids are busy digging and tying crabs for them. After collecting several crabs, they return. At this I argue that creatures should not be killed. After a long debate with them, mom and aunty decide to release them.

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    We drove towards Rose Valley and shot a couple of pics. Then we sat down at a seaside restaurant and ordered tea and snacks. We sat and had long chats.

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    In the evening, we travelled to Digha and sat by the seaside and enjoyed the breeze.

  3. Sankarpur forestmare

    January 2, 2014 by Sunit Nandi

    So my previous post was of a pretty recent adventure. Now, I’ll be narrating you an older adventure that took place in July 2013.

    It is 6 July 2013. A time when the second semester was over, and our family was spending time with relatives at Digha, West Bengal. As usual, it was one of those boring days when we had nothing to do.

    Me and dad travelled to Sankarpur, covering the route partly by bus and partly walking. Sankarpur beach isn’t as popular as Digha or Mandarmoni, so the crowd and rush is absent. However, on that day, there was a huge crowd in the path that connects the road and the beach. The CPI-M (Communist Party of India – Maoist) had gathered a huge rally and its local leaders were addressing the public. After a lot of jostling the people standing around, we reached the beach. On the way we saw lots of fishing boats docked on the bank.


    It was almost evening as the sun was setting. We began to stroll along the beach, watching the clouds making beautiful shapes in the sky. The bright sun and the pretty clouds seemed to be playing hide and seek as it was setting. Looking down at the beach, we saw crabs coming out and going into burrows in the ground. When seen from a distance, crabs on the beach look like flowers growing on the desert.

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    We know that Sankarpur beach area is surrounded on three sides by water and one side by the mainland. So we thought it would be a really nice idea if we walked along the shores and made a round-trip of the beach. We continued to walk until we reached one sharp corner. Taking a right turn, we saw that the beach wasn’t sandy. It was rocky. We took an inner grassy trail. It was distinguishable as a trail only because of footprints and wheel marks of bikes. Slowly and slowly, it began to get dark.

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    Upon walking further, the trail approached a fork, one leading to a pond, and another to a forest. Now, one doesn’t make a round-trip of a beach with a pond. It was a no-brainer to enter the forest. Hence, we entered. But soon enough, the trail was gone. We got afraid. We started finding for trails randomly. But we realised we were lost in the maze of thick vegetation. I was breaking down, almost about to cry and dad was tensed. But we still walked trying to figure out a way to get out. I was having memories of mum, my relatives and my friends. We walked aimlessly for a few moments. It was getting dark. Then dad decided that finding a trail isn’t the solution. We needed to exit the forest. So dad just walked to what seemed like an edge of the vegetation and screamed, “Son, jump!”. I just followed him and jumped.

    I was falling down a small cliff and soon I was ready to hit the ground. So I prepared myself for landing. I landed with a loud thud and dust flew around. My left leg began to ache. My dad signalled me to walk along with him. Finally, we were out of the forest, but still unsure how to reach the road. But luckily, we got back on a trail and began to walk. I was trying very hard to ignore the ache and continue. Then we entered a fishing colony. We asked the fishermen directions to reach the road and then they showed us the way. We travelled though the colony alongside the huts and fish drying fields. In an hour, we made a whole round-trip of the beach area and were back again on the path between the beach and the roadside.

    The ache on my left leg became worse, so we boarded an engine-rickshaw. The rickshaw was crowded with people returning from the party rally. After a while, we reached the roadside, boarded a bus and headed straight to Digha.

    The whole experience was so terrible and I could not sleep properly that night. But I’m happy because I am no longer afraid of entering forests and I also have a tale to recount.

  4. Mandarmoni adventures

    January 1, 2014 by Sunit Nandi

    Life can be really uncertain, and presents you with weird situations when you least expect them. But at the end, they make wonderful memories. Today I’m going to share with you all such a memorable  that took place only two days back.

    Its 30th December 2013. Me and my parents are at Digha, mom’s hometown, in West Bengal. Needless to say, we’re spending time with our extended family and its pretty homely in here. Unfortunately, mom fell ill and we didn’t have the opportunity to spend time at the beach all together. I and dad get bored pretty easily when we have nothing to do. And after lunch, we both got sick of doing nothing, so we decided to go to Mandarmoni beach.

    We left home from Digha at 3 PM and boarded a bus to Chaulkhola. Upon reaching there, we rode an engine rickshaw (don’t confuse this with an auto-rickshaw) and chugged all the way to the Mandarmoni beach. The beach was superb. The shore seemed atleast 800 metres wide (no, I’m not kidding). The place had more cars than people. Apart from private vehicles, there were engine rickshaws, trekkers, jeeps and commercial vehicles who were willing to give you a joyride if you paid for it. Vehicles kept zooming past us, and never in our lives did we see such a wide expanse of landmass where you could drive without putting your hands on the steering wheel. There were people too, enjoying the beach. Some were sitting under the shade, some playing soccer or cricket and some enjoying the sea splashing on them.


    One of my dad’s friends had told him that one could travel from Mandarmoni beach to Tajpur beach by just walking along the shoreline. Dad wanted to verify if it was actually true. So we went up to a fast food stall on the beach and asked him about Tajpur. His reply was, “Rose Valley Hotel is 4 kms from here. From there if you travel another 1 or 2 kms, you will reach Tajpur.”

    So, we decided to walk to Tajpur. The weather was very nice and the wind on my face felt really good. We saw more people having fun and more vehicles driving past us.  People were paragliding on parachutes being dragged by jeeps. Some were driving electric golf carts, dirt bikes and four-wheeled bikes (that made too much jarring noise). When I looked into the sea, I saw women on speedboats engaged in a race. Now I understood why Mamata Banerjee was so intent on making Mandarmoni India’s “second Goa” *cough* *cough*. My dad was talking about transport, connecting the beaches with monorail service and other ideas that would make an impact on West Bengal tourism. Most of it still felt distant though.


    As we walked further, the place became more and more silent, then we could see more of nature and less of people. The erosion of beaches by the sea was so vivid out here. A live coconut tree was upturned and sunk inside the sand with it roots sticking out in the air. Also some “keya” plants (I don’t know what it is called in English) could be seen with their roots sticking out while the soil around them were washed away by the sea. The sea had also attacked some territories and hotels somehow managed to prevent the erosion by putting up barrages of boulders on their interface with the sea.


    All the while we were seeing this, we walked 4 kms without even knowing how quick 45 minutes flew by. Rose Valley resort seemed like a grand entity. The building was palatial and they even had a temple in their premises (yes, seriously!). Hotel Sonar Bangla (no, not the ITC one) and ADB Kanvas resort were just adjacent to them and the surroundings looked posh in the twilight. The glowing pink neon lights reminded me of the beach in GTA Vice City *cough*. The dudes out there seemed to be quite rich. Again more vehicles, parachutes and speedboats…


    And we were approaching the end of Mandarmoni beach. Something didn’t feel right. It was getting too dark to walk back, and even weirder to walk forward. So we stopped at a rickety tea stall just close to ADB Kanvas (what a contrast!), to ask for directions. The stall keeper said there was no direct route to Tajpur, as region between Mandarmoni and Tajpur was flooded by water. Turning back was the last option for us, so we asked him for an exit route. He said about taking a narrow lane from the end of Mandarmoni into a village, then walking to a ghat called “Kheya ghat” (Ferry bank), crossing the creek into “char” island  (island made of silt when freshwater meets saltwater), then crossing another creek to reach the other side and finally reaching the mainland at Deuli-bangla. We blinked at him in disbelief.

    So dad started walking along the lane into the village, I followed him. The trail was rocky and I was hitting a stone at every few steps. The sun went down and we didn’t even have a flashlight. I tried using my tablet for navigation maps, but the map was blank in this region. The stars and common sense made better sense here. We trudged along in the dark, asking the villagers for directions. They told us to walk through a field and a small wood until we saw a tubewell and take a right turn from there. And so we both scurried along. I was a little nervous about falling into a pothole or getting bitten by a snake in the dark but I had little choice. We just kept moving along. I saw a man standing silently like what seemed to be a ghost/spirit. I was just staring at him and didn’t notice my surroundings. In the process, I almost tripped over a string. Then the man yelled, “Damn it, you just stepped on my marking rope.” I apologised. Then we saw that the track bifurcated into two distinct trails, one straight, one towards the right. I asked the guy for directions, he said that either way will lead to the destination, which put us off and we felt like turning back. Fortunately, another guy pulling a cart came along and he was heading towards the ghat and offered to lead us along. So we followed him on the trail towards the right. We felt lucky that he had a flashlight and we could see where we were going. Then he felt like stopping for a break. Me and dad had no time to wait, so we bade him goodbye and he gave us directions to reach the tubewell. And so we went into another wood, wandering around in the wrong paths. Finally, we managed to reach the tubewell the villagers had mentioned.


    There were villagers sitting around the tubewell. Some of them were warming themselves in the fire they had lit nearby. We asked them directions to reach “Kheya ghat”. A lady pointed towards the bank and told us to hurry up lest the boats stop ferrying. We both ran towards the bank and stood at the edge. But no, there were no boats in sight. Dad turned to me and sighed, “There aren’t any boats here. We need to turn back.” I replied, “Well, there’s no point turning back. We might get lost. Its better if we spend the night here.” We looked at each other, perplexed. Just then, a small boat was coming towards the bank. We waved at the boatman and he waved back at us. What a relief! Finally he anchored his boat to the bank. We boarded the boat and asked the man to ferry us to the island. He started to row, and the water current made the travel wobbly. My dad asked the boatman about the place, creek and all. What we came to know was that the area was a colony of fishermen and the creek and other brackish water bodies bore fishes. Fish was the primary source of livelihood in this area. In 10 minutes or so, we reached the island. We sat down on a bench to rest for a while.

    The island was indeed fully a fishing colony and fishermen were busy chatting. We asked them directions to the mainland, and one of them said, “Either you take a boat to another bank and then board an engine rickshaw to Balisai, or you can walk along the bank, cross a bamboo bridge to a village and walk the way to Deuli-bangla. Both will take the same amount of time to hit the road.” So we both began walking. Being in the night without a lamp or flashlight is not a joke, so we started entering the inhabitants’ territories without even knowing what was really going on. Thank lord the people are considerate enough or else we’d have been prosecuted for trespassing (haha!). We walked by huts, tripped over nets and walked by places where fish were left to dry. You know, “shutki maach” (dry fish) making fields stink way too much. We roamed around for a while aimlessly until we reached the bank. Then we started to walk along the bank. Again the trail was so rough, I started to slip over pebbles and stones. Soon enough came a bamboo bridge. The bridge was weak and shaky and I needed to get on all fours once in a while to stop the shaking lest it breaks. We crossed it. Another bamboo bridge was on the way, but this time it was a stronger one so we could walk on it properly. After crossing it, we paid the toll for crossing it as the bridge was a personal property of one villager (Good to see someone maintaining a bridge. A better option than boarding several boats.) We asked the villager directions to Deuli-bangla and he told us to walk straight for another 3 kms. We walked for a while. The breeze was cool and the weather was pleasant, more like the rainy season than winter. We stopped to take a few photos, but the surroundings were too dark. I flipped out my tablet and launched maps. We were indeed on the right track. We were in a village close to Tajpur and Deuli was not very far away. We began walking again. We passed though a very alive village. Families were talking and watching TV. We could hear the sound of popular Bengali soap operas and some cricket commentary. Then we walked by a school. I began to feel hungry. Luckily a store was close by so I went to it, bought snacks and began to munch. Then we walked until we reached the road side at Deuli-bangla. We sat down at the bus stop waiting for a bus.

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    Dad: “This wasn’t bad, was it?”
    Me: “If you ask me, it was pretty good.”
    Dad: “Getting lost in a forest is still better than rotting at home, right? So what did we learn from this long exercise?”
    Me: “Your friend told you a lie.”
    Dad: “Pfftt..”

    And we munched on more snacks and laughed…

    Click here to see our walk on Google Maps.

  5. Finally, the Photo Album migration has started!

    April 25, 2010 by Sunit Nandi

    Finally, I found our family photos CD-ROM. So I am now uploading all photos to our new photo album host. Very soon, I hope to see it LIVE!

  6. Back after boards

    April 15, 2010 by Sunit Nandi

    So it has been ages since I last wrote here. I was away because I was giving my Class X board exams. But since I am back I am going to tell you what has been happening today.


    So the dreaded boards finally came. However, I prepared for them beforehand by giving up all my luxuries, including my computer and concentrated on my exams. I have done all my exams very well. But, I am afraid that there was a printing mistake in the science paper where I have a chance to lose 3 marks. But my parents say I could get full there as it was their mistake not mine.

    Now I plan to study for IIT-JEE and am going to take coaching for the very same. I have joined Brilliant Tutorials.

    My relatives visit us

    Just a few days after my exams were over, my relatives came to visit us. They were my Uncle, Aunt, Grandmother and Cousin (all maternal). We visited Hajo with them. It was my 3rd visit to Poa Mecca and one more time can make me equivalent to have gone to Mecca. (Hehe!)

    We also went to several spots and even went shopping with them. However, the shopping session seemed absolutely boring.

    After spending a good time, they left us on Saturday.

    Got two new PDA phones

    The lifetime of the motorola phones got over so soon that we were forced to buy two new PDA phones. One is HTC Tattoo and the other is HTC HD2. I am not going to explain their features here because you can get to read about them in Wikipedia. They are pretty expensive ones but the features they are loaded with far outweighs their costs. Dad has even switched his BSNL mobile connection from 2G (GSM) to 3G (WCDMA/HSPA) to get high-speed data connection on the go. And even 3G is very costly in India. It will take time for the prices to come down. Yet we are happy.

    The Tattoo however has issues with Wi-Fi connections. So it is a must that we use 3G on it. I am currently looking for ways to solve this problem.

    Site building in progress

    Currently I am building the main site. I am still looking for a lightweight CMS to run it because I don’t require all the features a standard CMS has. I want a solution that allows me to add/edit pages and change themes. Nothing much. I settled with Zimplit, but because of its bugs, I am about to try Get Simple. Hopefully, it will be back in place soon. If you can then please suggest me one that I can use.

    I am also thinking of moving our photo gallery to Photobucket. The lack of proper service in PhotoApe is hurting me a lot. Since, I am still under 18 and have no pocket money, I am looking for free services to suit my needs. Please suggest me some good photo hosts with free and unlimited storage.

    Anyway, I have work to do now. Will be posting soon after I host my site. Cya!

  7. Lots to do, lots to say!

    July 23, 2009 by Sunit Nandi

    Hello everyone! I am back after a long time to write something. So my post today will be quite long, you see.

    Relatives visit our place!

    In the middle of June, my relatives came to visit us. We had quite a nice time with them and went on an outing to nearby destinations. I went with them to Hajo and had fun visiting the same places again! However, my digital camera started malfunctioning and I could not take any photos on the return journey. Other than that it was great fun.

    1st Practice Test comes up

    After my relatives left, the practice tests came up and had to study a lot. I gave my exams very well and hope to make a good score. The results shall be given in August.

    Yay! Summer Holidays!

    Now summer holidays are going on. This summer I have lesser homework because I am in class 10 and the teachers want us to put our holidays to study. So be it! I am feeling happier.

    Also, we went to our hometown on 13th July. I enjoyed a lot there. It was raining almost every day there and I was having fun getting wet. I also went to stay for a few days in my mom’s cousin’s place. She is pretty good cook and I sat on the chair licking my fingers after wonderful meals :P. My dad did not wish to stay disconnected with his workplace, so he bought a Photon+ wireless broadband service to stay connected. It wasn’t that fast in my hometown, because its a tourist location. But when I was back home, it seemed to be faster than my DSL line.

    Now I am back home, writing this stuff and trying to complete all my homework. I have updated the main web site and I am trying to put a new blog theme. I plan to finish all my homework and make a little discussion forum for my school friends.

    Important Info:

    By the way, how are you all, readers? I wish to notify that our site URLs have changed. The Nandi Family site is now available at and Sunit’s Life at

    I think its enough for today. Have to go back to work.

    Take care. Will write again soon!

  8. Exams are over

    March 22, 2009 by Sunit Nandi

    Hello everyone,

    I am back after the exams are over. Holidays are going on. However, I still have to submit my Social Science Lab Manual and this is causing a great deal of trouble.

    Other than that, it is a wonderful holiday. Day before yesterday, my friend in Singapore, Manuel’s Dad, came to IIT my dad’s workshop. This was pretty good because my lost contacts we restored … almost!

    Yesterday, we went to visit Shillong. However, there was nothing good to see as the city was in a bad shape due to water scarcity. We wasted our energy in trips only.

    Also, the Nandi Family site fixing is underway and I hope to complete it soon..

    Will post again when it is done.


  9. All out of order

    January 30, 2009 by Sunit Nandi

    Feeling nice to write again. However nothing is nice that happened during the last two week. First, my exams results were not so good. Second, I could not go to my school excursion. Third, my health was not so good. Fourth, the Nandi Family site was losing rankings so we are migarting at this moment to another Content Management system.

    However, I will try to enjoy my life as far as possible. Also, Alcheringa in IITG is also taking place. So, I will enjoy a lot.

    See ya soon….

  10. Back from my holiday!

    October 13, 2008 by Sunit Nandi

    Hey visitors,

    I am now back from my holiday in West Bengal. The Durga Puja was really nice and there was an air of festivity. It gave a very nice scene. Also we had picnics at three beach spots: Digha and Mandarmoni. The Puja photos are available on the Photo Gallery on the Album “Durga Puja in West Bengal”. It is available on this link. This year’s photos have a prefix “2008”.

    Here is the full story:

    Vacations are very necessary for a change in the monotony of our daily lives. They refresh us and revitalize our senses. However, I could not enjoy my summer vacations at all and I was feeling even more tired within myself. But a few months later, there was our half-yearly exam. After it was over, there was ample time to go for a vacation. It was our autumn break.
    I was already too tired to do anything after the exams. I gloomily retraced my steps back home. But I was beside myself with joy when I came to know that my parebts had planned a vacation in West Bengal for the Durga Puja. So we went shopping for essential items. We came back and packed our items to get ready for the trip.
    The next day (5th October), we took a Jet Airways flight for Kolkata. However, we did not stop there. We did not want to face the crowds and noise of Kolkata. Instead, we wished to enjoy ourselves in a peaceful rural setting. As a result, we took a long distance bus to my mom’s hometown, Digha, which is about 182 kms away from Kolkata. We reached our destination in 5 hours.
    At Digha, we were given a warm welcome by my grandparents, uncles and aunts. It seemed that the entire joint family was almost complete. The three of us were tired and very hungry. A sumptuous meal was prepared. We ate as much as we could. After that, we went to bed.
    The day after (6th October) was Saptami. We bathed and dressed ourselves in new clothes. Then we all set out to see the local pandals. Digha is a tourist town which is known for its beaches. Digha also has other attractions such as Science Centre which showcases various science exhibitions and applications. Also, the Amravati Lake is a favourite for those fond of boating. The park next to this lake is liked by children who find it a nice place for playing and having a ride on the toy train. So tourists come to visit here in large numbers. However, the locals spend an idyllic country life. But then it showed a different picture altogether. Everyone seemed to be in a festive mood. Some were hopping from pandal to pandal paying their devotions to Goddess Durga. Some were gossiping while others were strolling around. We saw four pandals. Then we spent the rest of the day enjoying on the seashore.
    On Ashtami (7th October), we hired a car and set out to visit a new beach resort at Mandarmoni. My cousins also joined us on the way. We reached in two hours. Then, for the first time in my life, I saw such a clean beach resort. Unlike Digha, Mandarmoni was just a year old. So, very less number of tourists come here. The beaches were virgin and practically very little man-made garbage. The sea extended up to the horizon and the whole view was simply wonderful. Later that day, we went to Contai, hopping from pandal to pandal along the way. Contai is the sub-divisional town of the area which consists of Contai, Digha, Sankarpur, Mandarmoni and many other villages. We finally reached Contai. We saw many pandals in the town but the one which striked me most was the pandal whose interior and the idols were made entirely of sand and glue. Soon it was time to move. We went to Sankarpur. Sankarpur is a fishing spot on the Bay of Bengal. Many boats fish in the sea and tons are caught, such as pomfret, hilsa, bhetki, shrimp, etc. These fish are exported to all over India. We saw the fishing boats in the jetty after they had a tiring day out in the sea. We had our dinner at a nearby restaurant and then made our way back to Digha.
    On Maha Navami, I and my dad went out for a long walk while my mom and my relatives went out for shopping. We both walked to Digha and sat on the seashore. After a while, we met the others. We then entered into one of the pandals to watch the fireworks.
    On Vijaya Dashami, we went to meet our distant relatives and friends both in Digha and Contai. We also watched the immersion ceremony of the idols of Goddess Durga.
    The day after (10th October), the three of us set out for my dad’s hometown in Egra. We reached there in an hour. Though Durga Puja was over, the idols in the pandals were not immersed yet. This was because they were not granted permission for the immersion. So we had time to see many pandals there. After half-an-hour, we left for my dad’s ancestral home. We stayed there for a day and enjoyed a lot with my uncles, aunts and cousins. We returned back to Digha the day after.
    That day we assembled together for the last time. We chatted, played and watched movies together. My mother, grandmother and my aunt prepared a delicious feast. We all ate to our fill.
    The next morning was the time to bid goodbye to most of my relatives. After staying with them for a long time, I felt very sad to part. Only my uncle and aunt followed me and my parents to Kolkata airport. Hours later, we had to say goodbye to them too. We went to the airport with heavy hearts. We reached Guwahati back on a Kingfisher flight. We reached home felling a little disappointed but still full of energy and freshness. I was feeling energized and full of zest and looked forward to attending school.
    “All’s well that ends well!”

    Hope you like the new pics. Also comment as much as you like!