Due to its vast mountains and abundant forests, I got lost in the woods and at the top of it, I was famished to the core. I went on the wrong route for about 120 km before finally reaching Agartala.
Agartala, the capital of Tripura is such an endearing station. Its royal heritage, massive palaces and scintillating natural beauty in the form of sparkling lakes and deep gorges make one’s appreciation for it minuscule.
Then, after travelling for long and struggling for a fine place for breakfast. I got hold of a good dhaba. In the wake of my hunger, I was delighted with the simple and rudimentary food.
I formed a bridge with some students for my musical gig. For that, I arranged my jamming set-up at a prominent cafe. I played the Bengali version of Sun Le Zara’s song. People from the crowd also joined and performed along with me. In the end, we all clicked several selfies and had a great evening.
The next morning, I departed for Kolkata.
