Having spent my 3 precious years in Kolkata, its inevitable to fall in love with this city. The city which gave wings to most of the young generation dwelling in the nearby 2 tier cities. One of the metro cities of India, which boasts of a fertile history and magnanimous culture.
Kolkata witnessed the invasion of East India Company in 1690 and henceforth the crowning of Queen Victoria. The footsteps of the British Raj is quite omnipresent here. From the trams, to the streets baptized after the colonial heroes, to fetish for fish and chips and the architectural marvels.
My home base is Jamshedpur, as the youngsters coined it "Jampot", I have to take a flight to Kolkata and then and 3.5 hours of train ride to it from any part of the country. Always it has been pitstop. But this time the urge to give in to beckoning nostalgia I had to soak in as much of its air before I head home.
Attempt to capture some of the snippets of this 24 hour pitstop in my camera.
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| South Park cemetery. In one of the bustling lanes of Park Street, lies this nondescript cemetery which has absorbed a part of British Raj in itself. |
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| One of the landmarks that also serves authentic English brunch and bakes. |
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| Victoria Memorial. A remembrance in marble |
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| Probably the most viable solution...cha in kulladh. |
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| Mundan at the ghats of Ganga |
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Well, as the saying goes...He always keeps a watch on you.
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| Phuchka khabe? |
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