No.

If you think I was about to say yes, then I have been woefully wrong in the way I have been declaring myself to the world. It is an utter shameful thing, to be honest, that I have been absent from VibesofaCalcuttan daily blogging.

I am not sure, but I think life happened. There were frequent travels to home, field for work, and a short trip to the hills. My mind was, and is still too scattered to form a coherent post. But today I read in a book about forming a system, rather than habits: Susegad – The Goan Art of Contentment. The author has pledged to write, even if a few words, in his diary to be regular. There should be no zero days, he has said. Maybe that’s the solution to my blank-outs.

Writing everyday, even if there is nothing to say, will hopefully be a good way to grow as an enthusiastic amateur as well as maintaining blog activities. Everyday, even one paragraph on documenting my life should be enough. For example, I have one recent miniscule incident to record in this post.

Grave of the Fireflies

It had been years, maybe a decade, since I had seen a firefly. In my new home in Santiniketan, while I was trying to sleep, i was startled by something crawling over my hand. It was a firefly emitting neon green light, which gave me a spark of happiness rather than annoyance. I kept it inside the tangled webs of my laptop charger, where it stayed simply and continued to sparkle until I fell asleep. Two other fireflies entered my room and kept circling over my head. The reason for their emergence was simple: it had been raining heavily this week, my room is surrounded with lush green gardens and plants, and they found a way to get into the room through the cracks in the window seals.

When I woke up, they were gone. Maybe they had died. But they surely gave me a night to remember, an unexpected company which was as natural as it gets. Thank you, fireflies. You can visit me anytime!