Wedding season

N and I left nearly at 9 (that is pm) from work and took a cab for the long ride home. And ofcourse our conversation was on trying to find that elusive work life balance. Slowing down at Kalighat (it is on the road to my home and I haven't suddenly turned into a fervent devotee), we saw something amazing. Amazingly cute. A woman shepherding a young groom and bride. Complete in dhoti-topor and biyer lal benarasi and alpana and red cheli and biyer malar across the road as our cab waited at the signal. Kalighat wedding. Hmm. Made our long hours almost worth it.