There are cities where you regale in the luxuries and let yourself be pampered. There are cities where you cannot help but complain about the state it lies in. And then there are cities where even though you complain, you still bathe in its charm. For you revel in its character like none other. Kolkata – truly a city of the lords, that now seems at least two decades behind the other Indian metropolises.
A city where the old and the new stand juxtaposed. A city that enamors you into a time warp. I decided to nose around one of the city’s oldest parts and yet one where the posh hobnobbed. ‘Twas where I started my jaunt. Where I let myself be. Park Street. Continue reading