It’s Sunday morning and I’m in Kolkata … nothing could be better than this I guess!!! It’s almost 9o’clock and I was still in the bed with a mug full of black coffee and “Anandabazar Patrika” since at my native place Pasta (my daughter) is not my responsibility as she has house full of Dadu/Dida/Mamu/Mimi/Didi/Dada …
