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Gargi, I have seen these shacks everywhere that I have been in Gariahat and Deshapriya Modh, and the wonderful fragrance of the food has always assailed my nose! We used to get chai in ‘bhands’ and small ‘singaras’ and ‘beguni’ outside my father’s little clinic near Triangular Park. Nostalgia.

I am so glad (and a little envious❤️) that you are experiencing this and discovering a layer of caring. The city touches you in different ways - and I look forward to many more of your pieces.

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Having just returned from Kolkata, I could closely relate to your beautiful article Gargi. Made me want to just head right back to this city I have just started a relationship with!

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Fabulous, Gargi. This is a post about the uniqueness of a place and you've broken down the reality of it all---beyond the exotic. Thanks

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Where exactly is Dada-Boudi's shack(?)? On which footpath is it, and how far from Gariahat More?

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Lovely! There used to be some (tho not quite) equivalents in Delhi a few decades back.

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I felt like I was right there with you! I wish you could embed smells into the story!

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Loved it. Respect to all the goddesses of Kolkata.

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Great read! Love that you included the photos too.

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What a stunningly perfect title, Gargi ❤️

Reading this makes me want to live in Calcutta again. I rarely want to cook. I always need to be fed. 🐡

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