Like the clear blue sky and cotton clouds after a spell of grey clouds and thunderstorms that often prelude Agomoni, happiness reflected in Kanai's eyes.
There was lights, Dhak and celebration in the City of Joy. After two years of despair and struggle it seemed like Ma Durga was truly home. He watched the streets crowded with eager onlookers, people waiting as the aroma of the freshly made egg rolls hit his nostrils.
The day ended at dawn for them. Baba counted the money in the box with a smile. Maybe it meant Maa wouldn't have to go back to working her "night shifts' and return home teary eyed, reminding Kanai to stud harder than before. With eyes full of hope, Kanai folded his hands, She smiled back.
© Suranya
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