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Calcutta was no longer an old piece of furniture in the attic. It was an antique whose value I had realised. With these words Bishwanath Ghosh embarks on an exploration of a city that, as a probashi non-resident Bengali, he has only recently fallen in love with. He probes the lives of its inhabitants some famous and others faceless and at the same time strolls along the Hooghly, wanders in and out of Park Street, College Street, Kalighat, Kumartuli, Sonagachhi, ...
This is just one of the authors many keen observations of Chennai.With mordant wit, this biography of a city spares neither half of its split-personality: from moody, magical Madras to bursting-at-the-seams, tech-savvy Chennai. And, a minute into the book, the reader knows they are inseparable and Bishwanath Ghosh refuses to take sides. And yet, he tells us, while Chennai is usually known as conservative and orthodox, almost every modern institution in India from ...
Some years ago, a journalist experienced something of an epiphanic moment. Bishwanath Ghosh had alighted ...from his train at Itarsi station in Madhya Pradesh - to stretch his legs and grab a cup of tea - before he resumed his journey which had begun at Kanpur and would end in Madras. It occurred to him, then, that millions of passengers had killed probably billions of hours at railway junctions such as Itarsi in order to take the connecting train to their ...