White, Grey and Damp; the day started. It is an usual foggy wintery morning in Agartala with the unsual Rain. Yes, today the clouds showered for 15 minutes clearing off the dense fog. Yet it stayed cliudy and damp. The flight reached and left Agartala in time. And another usual thing, security check at Agartala airport didn't ask me to take out all the stuffs from bags for further check. Christopher McCandless' story told by Jon Krakauer saved me from the boredom. I sat reading and observing the strangers. Two punjabis in blue and black turban sat opposite to me discussing how big an aircraft is, one said to another pointing at a security personelle in turban, "Papaji aap bhi sardar ji ke saath khara ho jaeye... Saradin plane dekhenge!" On board 6E762, a gentleman was dozing next to me in a costly suit and a Rolex on wrist. On the other side, sat a man from Uttarpradesh who asked the flight attendent to speak in Hindi as she gave him directions how to open the emergency exit.
I reached Kolkata to get a sense of freedom as my cellphone said, 'No Service'. I got connected again to the celluar network with a call from Ma. Sqeezed myself into the seat of AC39 and headed towards Baguihati.
Still with no Kolkata vibes. Baguihati looks like an oversized and overcrowded Agartala. The afternoon is boring. Slept for 2hours at Prasenjit Kaku's.
It is 9:30pm and I get the Kolkata Vibes. I am having a night drive across the city with my host family. Kolkata has a wide variety. I can see people on their nightly strolls, walking to local market squares, to tea stalls for daily ritual of Adda. At some localities there was barely anyone on the streets. To the North of the city, I saw many vagabonds going to sleep under the benches, bridges and overpasses probably with less or no food. And kilometers away we entered a Pizza Hut outlet to get an untimely pizza at 10:05pm. Ma and Me celebrated the Marriage Anniversary of Chandana pishi and Debu Kaku. Yes, its strange that I call Kaku because I feel calling Pisho makes it feel distant with a cake that we bought from Mio Amore(Monginis confectioneries changed to this) at 10:30pm. Its an unbelievable event to get a cake shop open at 10:30pm. It's 11:37pm and we reached the apartment of the host family.
I reached Kolkata to get a sense of freedom as my cellphone said, 'No Service'. I got connected again to the celluar network with a call from Ma. Sqeezed myself into the seat of AC39 and headed towards Baguihati.
Still with no Kolkata vibes. Baguihati looks like an oversized and overcrowded Agartala. The afternoon is boring. Slept for 2hours at Prasenjit Kaku's.
It is 9:30pm and I get the Kolkata Vibes. I am having a night drive across the city with my host family. Kolkata has a wide variety. I can see people on their nightly strolls, walking to local market squares, to tea stalls for daily ritual of Adda. At some localities there was barely anyone on the streets. To the North of the city, I saw many vagabonds going to sleep under the benches, bridges and overpasses probably with less or no food. And kilometers away we entered a Pizza Hut outlet to get an untimely pizza at 10:05pm. Ma and Me celebrated the Marriage Anniversary of Chandana pishi and Debu Kaku. Yes, its strange that I call Kaku because I feel calling Pisho makes it feel distant with a cake that we bought from Mio Amore(Monginis confectioneries changed to this) at 10:30pm. Its an unbelievable event to get a cake shop open at 10:30pm. It's 11:37pm and we reached the apartment of the host family.
