A brief encounter of a single day… That’s all which comprises our fond memory regarding our Manju Dida. Those feeble hands that held us eagerly, those pregnant eyes that talked so much silently, those passionate words that immediately struck a chord of affinity – everything defined her as a soul of her own kind. That haste in her look stood evidence that she was far from staying subdued within the cozy walls of the home. Dida, right now you have set out on a journey seeking unknown territories. But if you ever come back to this world of ours in a new form to re-visit your old friends; we two would take no time to recognise you through your hold, your eyes and your uttering. Be happy wherever you are.
by Soumili & Manidip