Jehangir Art Gallery looks a ghost of it's past glory. Tattered, ramshackled, badly kept, paint peeling and looks like it is coming apart.
There were days when Masters like Hebbar, Ara, Hussain, Raza et al. would line up to show their work. Rameshwar, better known as Ram Chatterjee held sway as the Secretary of the Gallery and ran extremely successful workshops with the who's who of painting.
And Mrs. Usha Khanna ran Cafe Samovar, with warmth, elan and a touch artistry too.
Across the road, on Rampart Row was Wayside Inn with it's scrumptious Mixed Grill.
You could drive almost upto the Gateway of India, Apollo Bunder, to.....NO, not to the The Taj Mahal Hotel (without the tower then) BUT to the Victory Stall, on the waterfront, This wonderfully quaint little eatery was run by the Time and Talent Club, mostly wives of Parsi retired Defense officers. They also ran Horseshoe, Colaba. The best Dhansak, Brown rice and Parsi Dairy Kulfi then. After a delicious meal at the Victory Stall, we tread down the stone slope and negotiate a five rupee sail boat ride around the harbour. The boat was for your family.
This bit brings back beautiful memories of my mother Amiya, Aunt and Uncle Marie and Dr. PK Sen and my sibling, Supriya Banerji.
There were days when Masters like Hebbar, Ara, Hussain, Raza et al. would line up to show their work. Rameshwar, better known as Ram Chatterjee held sway as the Secretary of the Gallery and ran extremely successful workshops with the who's who of painting.
And Mrs. Usha Khanna ran Cafe Samovar, with warmth, elan and a touch artistry too.
Across the road, on Rampart Row was Wayside Inn with it's scrumptious Mixed Grill.
You could drive almost upto the Gateway of India, Apollo Bunder, to.....NO, not to the The Taj Mahal Hotel (without the tower then) BUT to the Victory Stall, on the waterfront, This wonderfully quaint little eatery was run by the Time and Talent Club, mostly wives of Parsi retired Defense officers. They also ran Horseshoe, Colaba. The best Dhansak, Brown rice and Parsi Dairy Kulfi then. After a delicious meal at the Victory Stall, we tread down the stone slope and negotiate a five rupee sail boat ride around the harbour. The boat was for your family.
This bit brings back beautiful memories of my mother Amiya, Aunt and Uncle Marie and Dr. PK Sen and my sibling, Supriya Banerji.
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