Born and brought up in Bengal...but I can count the days when I listened to RabindraSangeet happily..soundly..with closed eyes... Can count the days when I felt proud of being a bong ,could treasure the values..even when I understood them... Never wanted to marry a bengali lad...n am walking the way I wanted to..n today when am thousands of miles away from my homeland..am just pondering over thoughts..am relying on Youtube to take me back...to where I belong.. Today when I heard.."Ami banglai gaan gai"..it was in tears...but am just thoughtfull, how many back home would feel the same..maybe this is what the irony of being a Bong today is.. Na chahile jare paoa jae Tyagile ashe haate..ami diboshe she dhon haraechi Ami peyechi adharo raate.. Could Tagore fathom this??...Anyways, take care guys n lets pray that we all can reflect in time... P.S.Like they say you should come onsite once to understand the values offshore..I say the same,but only the synopsis is different.