Their windows were colour stained on one side in hues of blue, magenta and a tinge of red and sunset yellow. The furniture was all wooden, seemingly straight out of the film "Parineeta". However, when I entered the house, I knew I had made the right decision to not book a typical hotel. For a Delhite, the staircase looked too small and the door was rather simple. I am a strong tough girl so carried my own suitcase (I pack light) but the owner of the house did send someone to help me out. I booked a taxi which was not yellow and reached my destination which was an old house that we call "kothi" and had an entrance for tourists from its backside. I started gearing up for my trip, expecting the smell of fish wafting in the air (there was none). The moment I landed at the Kolkata airport, it looked the same as Delhi's only smaller with Bengali people on the counters. This is for all those out there who refrain from touristy-sightseeing and love to soak in the culture of new places. I bring to you my personal account as a Non-Bengali, a typical Delhite, who fell in love with Kolkata in just 3 days. It was the first week of March, right before my birthday and I gifted myself this trip of 3 days and believe me, it gave me memories that will last a lifetime. I booked a place to stay via Airbnb, just before Coronavirus ruined our lives and the lockdown happened. Finally, this year, I coordinated my long-pending trip to the city with the help of a dear friend. The Durga Puja festival that takes place in Delhi is among the factors that encouraged me to save and go for a small trip. So many movies showed some glimpses of the City of Joy and it intrigued me more by the day. Visiting Kolkata was on my checklist for a long time.
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