I hate goodbyes

Here are some pics of the "Goodbye Kolkata!" party I threw for yours truly at a Chinese restaurant. I invited the whole fam to eat noodles and express my gratitude for all their logistical/emotional/key-related support over the summer. I tried to give a little speech at the end of the dinner, but got as far as "Th-Thank for coming tonight...I love you all so much..." before I got totally choked up and incoherent.
I am pictured here in a sparkly sari with my cousins Parna (Tuna) and Noyona (Bulu). By the way, Bengalis always have 2 names: A bhalo or "good" name and a daknam or "name that everyone actually calls you. I feel a bit short-changed since I only have one.