My daughter, Mamli, has celebrated Rakhi with her little brother for the last 5 years. Both of them enjoy the festival a lot and there is much preparation before hand. This time (2009), my mother was present too.
I took these photos of Mamli & Bablu celebrating Rakhi but have not posted them to Mo Chitra [...]
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Bablu & Daddy playing with Bablu’s Toy Train – Part 1
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April 18 – Day 8 – The Return to the Plains
Today we return to the heat, dust & polution of the plains. Gangtok was pollution free most of the time.
We had asked the travel agent in Siliguri who had rented us the cab on the journey from Siliguri to Gangtok to send us a car [...]
April 17 – Day 7 – Walking in Gangtok
Today, the last day of our 3 full days in Gangtok, we had kept aside for the city of Gangtok itself. We haven’t seen the Flower Exhibition, the Handicrafts and Handloom Museum and a few other places.
We had a leisurely breakfast in the Mintokling Guest House restaurant. [...]
April 16 – Day 6 – Tsomgo Lake:
We left for Tsomgo Lake a little later than planned, at 9.30 am. We had booked a Mahindra Max on Monday and the Driver arrived at 8.30. He was a grouchy chap whose first words were ‘you are late’ in tones that reminded me of my old Maths [...]
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