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Our adventure began in Ranchi as my wife, Tania, and I awaited the delayed Hyderabad-Raxaul Express. After returning home, we finally boarded the train and reached Raxaul just 15 minutes late. We then traveled to Birgunj, Nepal, via a tanga. The Indo-Nepal Gate marked our entry into Nepal. Exhausted but excited, we arrived at the Annapurna Hotel, eager to explore Birgunj and participate in my training.
Crossing the Bhutan Gate into Phuentsholing is like stepping into another world. From serene monasteries and the vibrant riverside of the Torsa, to the bustling markets and cozy Kizom Café, every corner tells a story. Cultures blend, nature thrives, and spirituality whispers through the town. Even a day here reveals Bhutan’s charm, leaving memories that linger long after departure.
On a crisp December morning, I traced the borders of history and heritage near Basirhat, India. Taki, nestled along the Ichhamati River, holds a special place in my heart as a repository of family lore and cultural richness. Once home to influential zamindars, Taki now wears a quieter charm. The town is known for its proximity to the international border with Bangladesh, marked by the serene Ichhamati River. Our brief visit, constrained by time, was rich with experiences and promises of future returns. Taki remains etched in memory—a place where borders blur, and history comes alive with each gentle ripple of the river.
