https://97e76122.pblog-1b7.pages.dev/categories/memoirs/Recent content in Memoirs on My WritingsHugoen-usThu, 15 Feb 2018 14:22:14 +0000https://97e76122.pblog-1b7.pages.dev/short-stories/jhaal-muri-on-train/Thu, 15 Feb 2018 14:22:14 +0000https://97e76122.pblog-1b7.pages.dev/short-stories/jhaal-muri-on-train/<figure class="post-body-figure"><img class="post-body-image" src="https://97e76122.pblog-1b7.pages.dev/short-stories/jhaal-muri-on-train/jhaal-muri_hu_6d652ed645a7bd12.webp" srcset="https://97e76122.pblog-1b7.pages.dev/short-stories/jhaal-muri-on-train/jhaal-muri_hu_44264299e9bd0f7a.webp 480w, https://97e76122.pblog-1b7.pages.dev/short-stories/jhaal-muri-on-train/jhaal-muri_hu_6d652ed645a7bd12.webp 768w, https://97e76122.pblog-1b7.pages.dev/short-stories/jhaal-muri-on-train/jhaal-muri_hu_bd3b3b1e8b9f0b2e.webp 1200w" sizes="(max-width: 48rem) 100vw, 48rem" alt="Jhaal Muri on Train" loading="lazy" decoding="async"></figure> <p><span style="color: #808080;">[Author’s Note : I thought of this piece when I wanted to write something about travel and food and this memory from personal experience came to my mind, Reading time : 10-15 mins]</span></p> <hr> <p>‘<strong>Lalgola</strong>‘ – read the tired looking LED indicator, blinking feebly. It was the only train that left from Kolkata to my ancestral hometown some 300 miles south.</p>