You remember me bitching about not seeing any Earth. And you remember me crooning about my geyser romance for Meenal. But Meenal is a goddess – she showed me Earth and one upped my cheesy love with her gift.
She took me to Sultanpur Bird Sanctuary (Sultanpur Jheel), about an hour drive from Gurgaon with all the ingredients of perfection: a semi-cloudy day, trees as far as the eye could see, water, birds of all sizes, deer, peacocks, fancy cheese, baguette and Fullers London’s Pride beer. On the way out, it started raining and a wild rabbit crossed our path.
On a separate day, Anirudh Kajaria treated us with a trip to his factory, about an hour out of Kolkata on the banks of River Hooghly. We sat 20 feet above the big river on a private dock as the water flowed below us. In the distance we saw ferries carry people back and forth. And as you’d expect from my Kolkata friend, he’d organized for samosas, chai, dhokla, jhaal muri and more to snack on. I stuck with wine, spicy cheese, bread and dhokla. La-di-da.