The first image that came to my mind for the word ‘nostalgic’ was, of course, of Ganga. Much of my childhood went in strolling by its banks. In all probability, its sands were my first walking ground as dad often used to take me out there when I was a toddler. Partly, for I was the youngest kid at home and wouldn’t let my sisters get ready for school.
Partly, because he knew that the banks calmed the reckless child I was. I would have asked him the exact reason if only he was around. This photo brings backs all those memories to me. Nostalgic, yes.