tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post7178097049765468170..comments2023-10-31T20:33:26.817+05:30Comments on Past Continuous: THE FIRST SHIFTSucharita Sarkarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07802171314546508539noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-24216394307584061982011-10-21T12:08:02.219+05:302011-10-21T12:08:02.219+05:30I shifted first when I was 12 - from Kolkata to De...I shifted first when I was 12 - from Kolkata to Delhi and hated every bit of the process. Even now I hate shifting but can't help it every now and then.Shaswatihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14103324847974335332noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-33059669406971723862011-07-07T01:45:05.801+05:302011-07-07T01:45:05.801+05:30"Shift" - oh, I like that a lot. We say..."Shift" - oh, I like that a lot. We say "I moved to a new home." But I like "shift" more.. it's has a gliding sensation to the word and the action.<br /><br />The earliest "shift" was when I was 8 years old. We lived on Green Acres Road.... a road filled with children. You could walk outside and meet up with at least 6-7 friends very quickly. We "shifted" to Sandra Avenue... hardly any kids on the street. It was a little lonely, but house made up for it - very lovely. It's where I grew up from 8 years old and moved out///shifted when I turned 24, so most of my childhood memories are on Sandra Avenue.Aletahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05605214202876973830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-63812910758971898152011-06-27T21:58:02.440+05:302011-06-27T21:58:02.440+05:30I am a big fan of your blogs, particularly this on...I am a big fan of your blogs, particularly this one. And I am a little disappointed because your posts have become rather infrequent these days. Please keep writing regularly.Santanu Sinha Chaudhurihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15062744470522359652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-33078616633478003182011-06-25T01:28:17.520+05:302011-06-25T01:28:17.520+05:30all your posts amazingly touches my heart...and it...all your posts amazingly touches my heart...and it reminds me of myself...my infanthood at "bagnan" in howrah...on the banks of Rupnarayan( i guess)...i dont remember anything much..but there was the confluence of damodar, rupnarayan and ganges...it was beautiful....<br /><br />thanks for this wonderful post..and for reminding my childhood...and the first time i shifted house... :DAkashhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17445975485350651034noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5671536805876663540.post-19840041449449914542011-06-24T13:01:48.369+05:302011-06-24T13:01:48.369+05:30I absolutely identify with the feeling with what I...I absolutely identify with the feeling with what I have about Durgapur- Right down to the patches of land in the front and back of the quarter. However, I learnt that such places are best preserved in memory and any trips back are painful.<br /><br />Good to see you backLazyanihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04515533973086213840noreply@blogger.com