Memories from my month in Kolkata, India during the summer of 2010.
I vividly remember the smell of the first monsoon rains - that earthy, musty smell of water hitting the parched, dry earth. The squish of mud under out feet. The occasional cool breeze that brought relief on those hot, muggy days when the humidity felt like it was pressing down on your very lungs.
The best part of the trip was my cousin’s lavish, gorgeous, traditional Hindu Bengali wedding - complete with many ceremonies, mehendi (henna), gifts exchanged between the bride and the groom’s family (called tattau), and of course, shopping for wedding clothes!
I can’t wait to go back to India!
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