The list is endless for childhood places and the memories built around it. Kharagpur was just that beloved city where the memories linger long after one has left for other abodes. The first is the home I grew up in: Timeless memories circle around my head. My parents, relatives, neighbors, friends, school the school teachers. Then come the feelings: Listening to the radio, reading books, walking to libraries, eating at fabulous restaurants, like Waldorf and Far east. Then comes the childhood places you visited numerous times: Paying obeisance to temples and churches. One was the Kali Temple. The goddess Kali looked gigantic with her golden tongue out, mischievous grin in a child’s eyes. And the church at Sacred Heart with its quietude and hushed silence. Jesus Christ at the cross solemnised a child’s faith. Going to the ”Cinema Cinema” greatest entertainment! Some went to the movies to get away from the oppressive hea...