a year ago in winter

something changed.

abruptly. irreversibly.

what had become a lonely sort of custom,
quickly turned into a shared joy.

before I knew it, I was intertwined.

and I suddenly had an answer.

yes, sometimes in life there is a dramatic build-up
to a “grand finale of realistion.”

catharsis.

It’s been a year, and for the first time in five years or so,
I am missing my beloved Kolkata Film Festival.

but I’m there in spirit, I guess.

because you are too.

*in case you were wondering, the title of this post is borrowed from a movie I watched at the 15^th kolkata film festival, which blew me away.