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Winter is almost here in my city, Kolkata. I say almost, because winter keeps playing hide and seek here. Its there now, gone for a few days, then suddenly it remembers us again! ⛄ Of course, its a different matter that the monkey caps and shawls come out at the first signs of chilly air. Kolkata residents are very particular about flaunting winter wear, whether required or not! 😄 But, as a city, Kolkata really celebrates winters.  Let's check out the top activities to indulge in here: Gather your friends, neighbours, relatives, office/business associates, literally anyone, and go for a picnic to a farm-house/ resort in the suburbs. Preferably with a waterbody for "boat-rides" and lawns for playing cricket/badminton. Take a cook along or arrange for a caterer to provide hot piping food. Because a picnic is all about food, isn't it? The menu must include breakfast, snack, and lunch, with an option of evening tea and snacks too! Start the day with pakora chai, then fol...

Healing Part-1 Alone Forty-eight hours had passed since she had last met him. No message or call since then. Her calls had been routed to the answering machine, all forty of them. Maya hated that she was constantly checking Aditya’s 'last seen' status on WhatsApp, and yes, he was online just five minutes ago. Yet he didn’t respond to the pleas or the threats she had sent in desperation. This sinking feeling was becoming unbearable, almost torturous. What if he……. And then, her phone vibrated. With her heart thudding in her ear, she unlocked her phone and stared at the screen. Finally! It was his message. But reading it, she nearly stopped breathing. Was he joking? “Think it was a mistake. Happens between two young people….It’s best to forget”, he had written, “Let’s cut our losses and move on…”. She had a wild urge to call him up and scream at him. How dare he do this? What right had he to suddenly break up like this?  Though she knew Aditya was married, such tech...