The city sky has started to gleam again — this time not with pandal lights, but with the soft shimmer of Kojagari Lakshmi Puja preparations. Within a week of Durga’s departure, Bengal once more opens its heart to another divine visitor.
Every street market tells the story: idols painted with gold and red hues, rows of diyas, and the faint fragrance of lotus and sandalwood. In homes, mothers polish brass lamps, while daughters draw footprints of the Goddess with rice paste, marking the path of prosperity.
The anticipation is pure magic. Lakshmi Puja brings back the quiet charm of tradition — a night when the moon is full, prayers are whispered, and light fills every doorway. It’s not just a religious ritual; it’s an emotion that unites faith, family, and art. As Bengal waits for the Goddess to arrive, every heart glows with devotion and hope.