What a General Election this has been! Exciting and historic enough to force me out of my stupor and get me blogging again! As I write this, just outside my window I can see the terrace of a nighbour's house from where three small Trinamul flags are flying and I still can't believe my eyes! Used as these 42-year-old eyes are to the ubiquitous white-on-red hammer-and-sickle, somehow the astonishing upset in the fortunes of the party that has ruled this state simply through corruption and nepotism for the last 32 years, still hasn't sunk in. But perhaps, I somewhere had hopes that this time things may change. Which is why I had decided to take a picture or two of Sudip Bandopadhyay when he passed by our house on 7th April. The man he was up against, Md. Salim, was so smugly confident of his victory that he didn't bother to drive through our low profile lane. As I leaned from my balcony, Mr. Bandopadhyay looked up from his open-top white jeep (with his name written under the windscreen) and flashed me a victory sign. I smiled.
On Election Day in Kolkata, 13th May, I cast my vote along with my father and sister at around 9:30 am. My politically-disinterested mom was forced out of the house by Dad late in the afternoon to cast her vote! She did!
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