On most days, my camera is banished to the steel cupboard with my wedding sarees for company. But every once in a while it gets an opportunity to step out and gaze at the wonderful world outside that dark naphthalene infused atmosphere.
On one such day this week, it accompanied me to marvel at the sights and scenes of the annual Kala Ghoda Arts Festival in the heart of South Bombay’s business district. And what sights did we see! Continue reading “Art comes galloping onto Mumbai’s streets” →
35 kms north of Kolkata, on the Howrah Burdwan railway line is the town of Chandannagar.
It’s small but busy railway station does not look much different from the ones that one passes on the short train journey from Howrah to Chandannagar. A quick trot to the rickshaw stand. Still nothing remarkable. Narrow, wayward streets cramped with unplanned construction on either sides, unruly pedestrian and vehicular traffic and a web of electric cables running overhead. Standing here, one would never be able to guess that this unremarkable suburban town of Kolkata was once a flourishing French settlement and an important center of European commerce in Bengal. Continue reading “Le Tour De Chandanagore” →