Nagpur, my hometown! The city that shaped me into the person I am today. It educated me and gave me the confidence to take on the world. Nagpur laid the foundation for my journalistic career and gave me the wings to soar all over the world. It’s moulded me into a strong, bold and confident person.
Even as I walk on the cobbled streets of Europe I am reminded of the dusty bylanes of Sadar, Nagpur, which is where I spent the first quarter of my life. The big bungalows, all neatly lined up, the tall and majestic Saraf Chambers and the bustling Gandhi Chowk are happy memories. Not to forget the modest Coffee House that made its presence felt a mile away thanks to the strong coffee aroma.
My offices—Nagpur Times and then the posh Lokmat Times—both introduced me to the rigours of journalism. And yes, my stints at both these places has been equally rewarding. The shopper in me often found an outlet in the nearby Sitabuldi market so much so that it nearly left me bankrupt at the end of the month at times. But yes, those were the days.
Well, time to return to my roots this month. Nostalgia has bitten me hard and I am all set to fly down to my favourite city in the world. Time to meet old friends, former colleagues and re-visit the places where I once lived. Time may have left a mark on them and possibly changed their faces to a certain extent but I am sure I’ll love them even now.
First stopover as always will be the famous Hanuman and Shiv temples at Telankhedi. These images are from my last trip there and I hope to come back with some images of the changing or let’s say the changed face of Nagpur.
Will keep you posted from Nagpur…
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