It was the joyous time of Christmas and we were in the City of Joy, Kolkata. Unlike in the US, where Christmas is a quiet family affair, in India everyone is out on the streets celebrating, mostly in gastronomic delights.
We were there for our yearly trip to India and staying at the condo we still owned in the city, at that time, for the duration of our visit.
Along with the pleasures of the delectable Bengali cuisine, I also splurged myself with some gold and a lot of costume jewelry at Anjali jewelers in Gol Park. One thing that refuses to leave my memory though, is the delicious Mongines fruit cake, that my classmate from NIFT, Rachna had brought while visiting.
Mongines is a famous bakery chain in Kolkata and used to be my favorite stop, when I lived there earlier. The cake came in fancy festive packaging and true to the stores punchline ‘ Moner Jinish ’ (things the mind loves) , it has lingered in my mind.
Mongines is a famous bakery chain in Kolkata and used to be my favorite stop, when I lived there earlier. The cake came in fancy festive packaging and true to the stores punchline ‘ Moner Jinish ’ (things the mind loves) , it has lingered in my mind.
Amidst those material pursuits, unbeknown to me, in the other side of the world, my destiny was being written in liquid gold. It was the holy night of Christmas and a mother went into labor. Max was born.
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