On a day like this...(emono dine tare...)

I could say it on a day like this...

Baba's melodious voice would lead people to think he had formal training in music. One of the things I remember ma and baba doing is ma reciting a few lines of Tagore's poetry, and asking baba to sing it. As a young adult in India, where even indirect demonstrations of affection are rare in middle-class Bengali families, I cringed at their corny behavior.