Sharmishtha Basu

The summer storms (Kalbaisakhi) sometimes brought a surprise gift for kids (bad news for farmers) in forms of a very small amount of hail, well, adults do it too, but they eat them after washing, we as kids did that without washing. This was such an ecstatic experience to run around and pick up those small chunks of ice before they melt.



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