The House on the Hill

The house stood perched on top of the hill. The road that curved up towards it from the ground below was lined with houses on one side and trees on the other. None of the other houses could match the elegance of this one. It stood out with its stately elegance towering above all the others. Its white shaded balconies looked out on the world below from within their hooded interiors. It was as if they were laughing at the mediocrity of the lower dwellings which made its supremacy more…

Day 24: X-Mas in Kolkata

My first experience of the Kolkata Christmas was in the 1980’s when I as a 5year old dazed eyed kid entered the hallowed portals of Kolkata’s New Market to do our Christmas shopping. The city then still lived a quiet existence unlike its present state when every occasion calls for a blast. In my childhood, Christmas was restricted to the Central Kolkata area (mostly New Market, and Park Street) and the rest of the city, other than a few household like ours slept peacefully through the Christmas carols being played…

Durga Puja – The Charm continues

Once upon a time when life was without its whys and what ifs, a little girl lived in her own magical world in the southern part of Calcutta (which we now know as Kolkata). The locality she lived in was inhabited by simple middle class people with mediocre dreams and aspirations. There were no high rise constructions overshadowing the sky and trams tinkled and trundled on their defined paths. Her house, lovingly built by her grandfather, had a huge shiuli(small white flowers with an orange stalk . It is associated with…