This is not just an event.

This is an evening of adda.

For those of us in Bangalore, home is often a pinned location on a map, but "Bari" remains a feeling tucked away in a playlist or the smell of a specific spice. This is an evening of Adda - that uniquely Bengali art of conversation that has no destination but the heart.This is a room filled with Bangla gaan, half-sung lyrics and nostalgia. At its heart, this gathering is for people living in Bangalore who quietly miss Bangla - its songs, stories, humour, poetry, adda, and the comfort of a culture that still lives in memory.

We’ll sing what we remember - the quiet regret of 244139, the sweet pain of Ekla Ghor, the solemn ask of Amake amar moto thakte dao, the longing of Prithibita naki, to the muddy smell of Lal paharir deshe ja, the euphoria of Mon mane na and the devotion of Hare Krishna. 

Expect open-mics that blend music and poetry, acoustic jams, shared microphones, spontaneous harmonies, and moments where the room sings louder than the artists. 

Beyond the music, the evening unfolds like a Bangali para on a festive night. Expect intimate cultural pop-ups featuring homegrown art, handcrafts finds, slow fashion, and nostalgic indulgences that echo Bangaliyana far from home. 

We’ll have little corners to linger and leave your mark - an alta stamp on the wrist, a lyric folded into your pocket, a melody you carry back with you. Come alone or with your people. Leave with red on your skin and Bangla in your bones.

If Bangla gaan has ever made you emotional for reasons you couldn’t explain - this night is for you.