No wheels

There are no good words to describe the aftermath of celebrations like these. There isn't any cycling too. Though it wasn't something I had in mind before I started cycling as much as I had been recently, I like what it has done to the body. The body feels different and despite food, water, heat and humidity for long hours doesn't succumb to fatigue.

It is quite good to have a multiplex at walking distance from home, so S and I decided to go watch this Bengali movie called Autograph - beautifully nuanced, as one expects from good Bengali films, and great economy with subtle poetic expression in a variety of scenes. A Calcutta trip is never complete without a good film.