A June morning in 1951. I get down at Bangalore Cantonment Station after a rather tough overnight journey. There was no direct train from
It is cold. There is a slight drizzle as well. I engage a jutka (a horse-drawn carriage) and enjoy the ride to the semi-circular
I think St. Joseph’s was the only college in the world hemmed in by four schools – St. Joseph’s Indian High School in front, Sacred Heart’s (Good Sheppard) on the right, St. Joseph’s
Apart from the college and hostel, life was centered on the playing fields next to the hostel, South Parade (present MG Road) and
The only restaurant we could go to in the evenings was the India Coffee House on South Parade. Then came Parade Café on
All activities came to a stop by around 8 o’clock.
(Note: It was ambitious to try and cram the memories of four years into 400 words. Perhaps I should come out with interesting details later.)
Nostalgia: Bangalore again