Later, when I was older, I discovered College Street, where people sold books because they loved books and people bought books because they loved books. The flower markets were mesmerising… I had never seen so many flowers in my life, and my aunt sent for Rajanigandha sticks every evening. In Kolkata, I was like a child in a candy shop. I remember the thrill of crossing those tracks and watching the sparks ricochet off the metal! You could hop on and hop off as many times as you liked. ![]() Howrah Station and its convenient car park Amit DattaĪnd then there was the tram, which seemed to go slower than you walked.
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