Today, I would like to share with you little stories of my life and my experience. The one that I am going to share with you today is still etched in my memory as a significant event. Do let me have your thoughts and similar experience, if any. When I was six or seven years old, I lived in Kolkata with my aunt and my cousin. My mother had passed away by then and I was living with my aunt. My cousin was older than me, in fact she was even older than my mother; and she naturally did not treat me like a sister, but more like a little girl who was a few years older than her own son. During Puja, those days, Kolkata had pandals (kind of temporary decorative structure in a religious context) which were not as fancy and as artful as they are today, but were quite large. Alongside the puja, the area around the pandal
>Rendezvous with Bengaluru Weekly Street Market
Today I went out with friend Vishnu who also acts my guide to discovering Bengaluru, to Sultanpet weekly second hand goods market. The market comes alive once a week and all kinds of second hand goods are available there …. electrical, electronic, shoes, cloths, hardware, etc, etc. The place was teeming with people of all shapes and sizes ….. women wearing colourful cloths, toddlers holding on to their parents, teenagers hanging out just for fun, weary middle aged people who are out there for a good bargain … And in this melee, autos and cars were vying for space among hundreds of people … it was amazing to see that actually everyone was getting their way, albeit making others to go out of theirs! People who come to this market are looking for cheap products and to bargain for some more. We had people scrambling to buy mobile phones for Rs. 100, which were chinese made. I could not help
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