I opened an e-mail from a friend, which carried a link to an article in one of the national newspapers. Here-mail had a subject line written in lower case alphabets. "the city that was once ours". I was curious. Iclicked on the link, and the title was "Puja sale eludes small shops, glitzy malls do brisk business."Another product of alliterative journalism, I thought. I started reading, gravitated only by the sparseness ofher lower-case alphabets, the "was", the "ours", and the secret loss tucked between them. Perhapsbecause I was reading Agha Shahid Ali’s "Farewell" that evening. "My memory keeps getting in theway of your history". But this one is about Durga Puja sales, about glitzy malls, about brisk business.Or is it?