~|FIПDIПG DӨЯY|~ #MujheKoiDoryDhundDoReBaba It was quite a long time that we didn't play carrom like this. We, Feluda, Baba and I. In the evening, the sky was hijacked by the clouds and it was drizzling some now and then. I wonder, how funnily the Mausam Bhavan was alarming about storm, today afternoon. Just there was something different. The clouds had a eerie, shiny border. And to my surprise around 9 or 9:30, the sky was totally clear. The stars were twinkling better than other days, the moon was smiling in its crescent. Yes, we were playing carrom sitting in the outward balcony. As of always, mother called us for dinner and Feluda taking that inattentiveness of mine, won my game. Maybe his 'mogojastro' can never be beaten. But today something different happened. Today is a day of varieties, I think.