An Autumnal Reverie

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    1. Thank you lovely! πŸ™‚ We are yet to see more of it. I am guessing it should peak by the second week of November. Whatever’s left to peak.

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    1. Cheers my lovely! I am quite okay, thank you. I am yet to check on all the blogs I follow so I do not know what has been happening at your end. I shall swing by yours to get updated. Trying to get my blogging mojo back. πŸ˜‰

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  1. kaansh pool… how lovely both the words and the image.
    The part of the Caribbean I grew up in has large Divali celebrations. My first year in London, I found a celebration and was sorely disappointed. I enjoyed it for what it was but never tried to find one again. As you said, better the real deal than a pale imitation. πŸ˜‰

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    1. Hear hear. Growing up in the Caribbean must have been colourful and full of memories. I am surprised they had Diwali there, but then again, cultures travel. I suppose our experiences lodge themselves in our heads and hearts and make it difficult to embrace anything less than what we are used to. To the real deal!
      And thanks. Kaansh phool is special to me and possibly all Bengalis! πŸ™‚ xx

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      1. Cultures do travel… Trinidad and Tobago was home to a large population of indentured labourers from India in the days after slavery. That has left its mark on the culture, ethnicity and politics of the country. It’s a bit different from the other islands that way. 😊

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      2. Ah, the days of the Raj, I see. Those poor, poor labourers. Must have been sickening to flee their own country. But that is what the times demanded. Thanks for this brief insight. Every event in history seems to have triggered off consecutive events — that most of us have been affected by, somehow.

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    1. Thank you Miriam, you are most kind. πŸ™‚ Here’s to this all to brief season! How’s your granddaughter? xx

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      1. This is the ridiculousness of how fast time goes. Like an arrow. Just the other day we were talking about her birth! It must be lovely seeing her flower into a bundle of joy. xxxx

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      2. I know, Dippy. My daughter just sent me a photo of Autumn going down the stairs by herself without help. She learns quicker than some of my friends’ grand kids of her age! ❀ xox

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  2. Glorious photos Dippy. I saw squirrels scampering in the park yesterday and thought of you. And I love that line of Rossetti’s. (Mostly there is not that much to love about him!)

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    1. Hmm now there I have to confess that I have not read him extensively. Just bits here and there.
      Cheers Tracey, I like the association πŸ˜€ I have been amiss about my ritual of catching a few shots of the scamps. xx

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  3. Gorgeous photos showcasing some lovely fall colours – enjoy. Sadly, we don’t get that in the south of France, too many evergreens.

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    1. Thanks Megala. I sure do. Maybe it shall get better? Who knows, but I sure can wait. πŸ™‚ Trust you have been well. xx

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  4. The real change of season is evident in your photos Arundhati. Gorgeous goldens and oranges.
    Your nostalgia was quite touching and I can understand your yearning for family at times like this.
    Hope you guys are well though. Xx

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    1. We are, Lorelle. Thanks for asking. Will swing over to yours to see what’s happening with you. Is it nice and chilly at your end too? I want to wait it out and see if the colours actually get better. πŸ™‚ xx

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  5. Lovely post and so interesting how relative everything is. More than ever, I’m eager to experience a big Indian festival in India now, all I know are the whittled down ones of North America. Have a wonderful day!

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    1. Thank you, Annika. It is all relative to what we experience in our formative years. For me it is Calcutta, but for you it would be North America, non? What counts, I suppose, is the memories and feelings we associate with a festival. But if you do get the chance, it might not be a bad idea to have a go at one in the home of its origin.

      You have a good day too! xx

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  6. What a pretty post. The fall colours and those beautiful clouds set quite the mood. I would love to experience a big authentic Indian festival like the Durga Puja you describe (indigestion and all).

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    1. Thanks lady! I only wish it would flame out before dying.

      I know you would love Durga Puja, Caroline, or I might just consider changing my name from Arundhati to Albert. xx

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  7. Magnificent landscape shots dear! love the contrasting blues and yellows and oranges .We are yet to see the fall colors peak here as well .Great to hear that you have kaash phool on the terraces here and brought back childhood memories .It is so true nothing like festivities back home .

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    1. Thanks Nisha. πŸ™‚ We are in the same boat. Maybe by the second week of November? One can always hope for more. xx

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  8. I can hear how much you miss the Durga Puja festivals of your childhood. Nostalgia is a feeling that can make one melancholic, but can also keep the memories of a past time, alive in our minds! I had wondered about fasting, and feasting! Indigestion doesn’t sound like fun, Arundhati! To see your photos of a “real” Autumn, which I have never experienced, made me excited for my imminent trip to the North! I am really hoping to see some Autumn leaves that we don’t see in the tropics. And that wonderful light in your fourth and final photos – oh it is so glorious!!!

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    1. Well I am still waiting for autumn to truly blossom here on the East Coast. *fingers crossed.

      I appreciate the empathy and nostalgia is a strange beast, so to say. Fasting and feasting and indigestion – now that’s a story that would take time and Gelusil! Bengalis love food so much, Amanda, that they talk about the next meal at the current one and plan for days at a stretch about how to celebrate through their stomachs during this festival. I have finally begun to cure myself of this ghastly habit of eating more than my frame can bear!

      Cheers πŸ™‚

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      1. I was not aware of that tradition in Bengal, so thanks for adding to my knowledge. With a zest for food, there must be some fabulous dishes endemic to that region?

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      2. Where do I even begin! We are known for our fish, rice and mutton dishes. My favourites are our takes on veggies. We keep the flavours subtle with a hint of chillies. So it is not at all hot and spicy but delicious. Just look at how I take off on the subject?

        I could go on and on but if you ever get the chance, Calcutta is one of the best places you can find yourself in for food. xx

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      3. Such a surprise to think of Calcutta as a food capital of the world. I do like the sound of fish and mutton and vege dishes. I must investigate more.

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  9. Your writing is such a pleasure, Miss Dotty, the photos too. While I’m not a fan of cold weather, I do understand you: my fondest childhood memories are hard to explain too, what it was exactly about them. A certain nostalgia that feels like home, I guess.

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    1. Thank you for the words and the empathy. πŸ™‚ Your writing is much appreciated too – I enjoy the embedded humour. xx

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  10. I am seriously enthralled with your storytelling, recounting of touching memories, and poetic captures that are like an elixir to the soul! So beautiful your take on life and how you express it- amazing, amazing! Thank you for sharing, your site is my new favorite book ❀️

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    1. Aww words like these make me beam like my favourite neighbour dog. Thank you, lovely! The appreciation is returned doubly. Your writing and photography leaves me with the need to keep popping back to your blog, time and again. xxx

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  11. Great thoughtful post. I think I know what you mean. It can be good to bring back memories of childhood, but sometimes the current experience just doesn’t match up to the ones of long ago. You’re best sticking to those memories.

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    1. No worries babe. I have not been blogging for a few weeks now too. Thanks for the comments. I saw them now! xx

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