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Day 66: Sailor’s Bengali Wedding in Kolkata

So staying back in Kolkata has had double benefits to me.

One, thanks to Gols and his enterprising mother, I have a bag full of clean undies. As Pal said very rightly, I wouldn’t want to show my crack all over India, would I?

And two, I got to attend Sailor’s wedding. And meet a bunch of friends from B-School days. Best days of life.

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Day 64 & 65: Siliguri To Behrampore To Kolkata. Day 66: Kolkata

When I left Siliguri, there was but one thought in my head. I have to ride on those godforsaken screwed up potholed roads all over again. I had thought of doing an ironbutt ride all the way into Orissa but the thought of riding fast on those roads sent shudders down my spine and I settled for two days to Kolkata routine.

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Day 63: Siliguri

Thousands of miles away from home, your butt sore with riding pain, your eyes full of dreams and scenes you have seen but not believed, the last thing you expect is someone walking up to you and being so nice you can’t believe it. Well so it happened. Here in Siliguri. The last place I had thought it could ever happen.

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Day 62: Gangtok To Siliguri

I had planeed a maximum of 4 days in Sikkim. This is the smallest state in India. And guess what, I stayed here the longest. I stayed here for 10 full days. Yes, even J&K barely lasted that long. And that is 50 times bigger than Sikkim. Probably more. I scanned the very ends of the place. Extreme points where one could go on wheels. Two wheels. Two untracked wheels (if I had wheels with tracks like tanks, I would definitely have gone further). And it was great.

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