Calcutta
This post carries a piece I wrote after my trip of December 2009 How long I have wanted to go to Calcutta; from before it became Kolkatta! I recalled discussing with Yash ( more than once ) the urge to re-visit 'childhood moments'. Both of us have been brought up in a section of the city as we incidentally realized over one of our tele-conversations. This sudden and unplanned trip was certainly not uncalled for. Roshni and I landed at the airport and as I sipped coffee I glanced at the yellow taxis through the glass panes. In addition to my almost continuous banter on Calcutta since we got aware to the possibility of the trip also recalled our conversation on taxis during her call from the very venue few months ago. Taste of the apple-juice greeted my senses at the airport. Airport was far from our home then and I used to have apple-juice each time I visited it with papa, to receive his official guests. The taxi started, large hoardings and high-rise build...