Thank you AyAn. Your wish is about to be fulfilled...
Entering Bengal from Jharkhand means going over a bridge jammed with parked trucks. We're going home. Even this house is going home!
And finally we were across the barriers of the octroi check post. Took us 15 minutes. In 1996, I've been stuck here for 8 hours. Radical improvement, I must say.
Everyone is wished goodbye... but look what the goodbye message says!
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'Dharti se aapko shubh bida'... Goodbye from Earth.
That was actually a very close cropped look
, and the trees and the truck opportunely covered the 'Jharkhand ki...' bit.
Crossed the Jharkhand-Bengal border at 3 pm. Was pleasantly surprised to find comparatively empty roads. Must be the heat and the ongoing IPL matches. This was a Sunday! Siesta time too...
This was at Durgapur. AyAn, your territory!
But it's election time, and not everyone can enjoy siestas! The red flags are watching you everywhere. The Reds have upgraded - flags of satin material everywhere, glistening in the sun; not too many cotton flags apparent. Posters printed, not hand-painted.
And then we swept into Panagarh and the double carriageway ended. But who cares? The view all around makes any auto buff happy. This was easily the Mecca of car-modders in Eastern and North-East India, when I lived in Kolkata. I am not sure how people look upon Panagarh today, but perhaps members from Bengal can throw some light. The Indian Army's vehicle scrapyard, and take your pick of whatever you want.
One tonne Nissan with a Hanuman on the door?
Truck cabins? Shaktimans? Water tankers?
Old tyres? Rims? Axles and diffs? Just junk?
Mera Bullet kab ayega?
Want really heavy stuff? How about a roadroller? Or even make your own road, with road-laying machinery?
Heck, you can even pick up this brand-new, unregistered modded and stylized Sports Bolero in red, with low roof and raked-back windscreen. Cd figures: 0.25 only! Off-road special - runs with wheels on or off the road. Selector inside for 4WD and NWD (no-wheel drive)...
Panagarh left behind, back on the expressway, and appetite whetted. More food wanted! Where else but Shaktigarh and its inimitably famous
'lengchas' and
'makha shondesh'...
And freshly fried 'pakoras' to go with the tea.
The skies were suddenly starting to look ominous, with dark clouds and a cool breeze starting up suddenly.
40 km away from Dankuni, the storm hit us. A full force nor'wester, the
'kaalboishakhi' as it is called in Bengal, with gale-force crosswinds at speeds of 80 - 100 km/h (as reported in the news), and pouring rain. We were travelling through flat, open terrain, and the fully loaded car swayed and twitched. It drifted across the lanes and needed constant steering correction. Visibility was poor. The roads were slick. Mad drivers overtook us from all sides at 100 km/h while I slowed down to less than 60.
Just one picture to record the moments...
And then we were home. Kolkata. At 7:15 pm. The rain continued, leaving puddles on the streets.
A massive power outage all over the city left us in the dark till 3 am.
predatorwheelz and his wife graciously turned up to meet me late in the night, in their finery, on the way back from attending a wedding. Unfortunate that I couldn't invite them to come in, because of the waterlogging in front of the house, and the stifling humidity without fans inside.
Met adc too, he had come over 2 days later.
Thank you, adc, PW and BT, for taking the trouble of meeting up.
Next roadtrip coming up: Delhi-Pune on NH-8. Ten days to go.
THE END.