Slam book days

Never in my sanest sense could I have ever anticipated myself having a so called ‘crush’ on any guy at the age of 13 or was it 12? Superlatively naïve that I was,… Continue reading →

The Essence of Kolkata

First things first: Kolkata flows in my blood Let’s first have a peek into how Kolkata looks like to a fellow traveler from Howrah onwards.  The hustle and bustle of the filthiest stations… Continue reading →