In our Chennai, everyone rushes on bikes or packed buses, so Kolkata’s walking culture seemed like a sweet story to me. But when my company sent me there for training, I saw the truth — those narrow lanes and para markets make driving a nightmare, so walking is simply practical. The trams are too slow for my metro-line life, though; I dash every morning on the New Garia-Airport metro, a straight arrow to my desk. It makes me think of my own small workshop — sometimes the old way persists not because of romance, but because the new way hasn’t yet reached every gully. My triumph was calculating that one metro trip costs less than the auto-rickshaw, saving a bit of clay money for my daughter’s designs.
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