Eleven

Today my little brother is 11 years old. I still remember the day he was born. I was 14 years old, sitting lazily in my last period science class when the monitor showed up with the  little blue slip stating my father's arrival to pick me up. I instantly knew what had happened. I remember the first time I held him, the way his small body snuggled close to my heart and he peeked at me sleepily. From that moment on, I knew that my life has changed for the better. 

Pohela Boishak

Today is the Bengali New Year or "Pohela Boishak". For every Bengali, Pohela Boishakh is an occasion without any equal. It is a colorful festival that not only celebrates the new year but a cultural history of a thousand years. 

Every year on the occasion of Pohela Boishakh my family organizes a big gathering to welcome the new year. All the ladies drape their traditional red and white saree and everyone rejoices with mouth-watering traditional Bengali dishes, colorful fun activities and lots of singing and dancing. A few photos from last year's celebrations.