In my previous blog, I have taken you across a small village in Bengal called Bawali which has a couple of old terracotta temples built by the Zamindar of the village. Apart from these temples, there is another heritage structure that needs a dedicated blog post. The main reason as to why these terracotta temples…
During one of my trips to Achipur, I made a quick detour and visited a small village called Bawali. I have been told about this village by one of the guys working in our office pantry. He knew that I often venture out on weekends and I have a special interest in old and heritage…
So being a travel blogger during a lockdown is not a good idea since I don’t mind admitting that I have got zero travel assignments in the last year since the pandemic had started. Initially, I was struggling to generate blog content but then I realized that I have enough stock material that could last…
My paternal grandmother was an avid storyteller and during the mid-80’s when Calcutta was constantly suffering from daily dosages of load shedding which in plain and simple terms means power cut due to excess demand these stories used to work like a charm. The darkrooms are only lit by kerosene lamps and my grandmother constantly…
“Ekhane bagher khancha chilo. Jara bodmasi korto tader ei bagher khachey fele dawa hoto” (There used to be a tiger cage right here and people who used to do bad things would be thrown inside the cage) muttered the boy of around ten years of age as he explained the functionality of the old structures…
Long before the border walls between Mexico and the USA or the European Migration Crisis something terrible had happened right in our own country and to make it more specific it happened in Bengal under the British Raj. A group of Sikh passengers on board a ship named Komagata Maru was barred from entering Canada…
