tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508241637398831768.post8120424221365449535..comments2018-08-05T23:17:20.365+05:30Comments on lazyani: Darjeeling- A Love StoryLazyanihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04515533973086213840noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508241637398831768.post-69421102619684626152008-07-03T10:29:00.000+05:302008-07-03T10:29:00.000+05:30@flyingstars,thanks for visiting. Great that we sh...@flyingstars,<BR/><BR/>thanks for visiting. Great that we share the same passion for DarjeelingLazyanihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04515533973086213840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508241637398831768.post-68794725994046103352008-06-28T08:25:00.000+05:302008-06-28T08:25:00.000+05:30Darjeeling indeed is a very romantic place...the c...Darjeeling indeed is a very romantic place...the charm never recedes although you go again & again there...the entire atmosphere their is so mesmerisical...journey in the toy train, sitting at the mall, scrolling in the up & down roads,viewing the majestic Kanchenjunga, hearing the sound of the pine leaved Darjeeling is indeed an enchanting place and our beloved!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508241637398831768.post-51350032427766951352008-04-29T13:31:00.000+05:302008-04-29T13:31:00.000+05:30i remember Darj from 94...you freshened up the pic...i remember Darj from 94...<BR/>you freshened up the pics in my mind... :-)<BR/><BR/>i remember trekking with a fully laden backpack (18 kgs) from HMI to Tiger Hill and back... we had to be back by 3.00 to be selected for the basic course and nobody could make it before 4.00... and many couldn't eventually...<BR/><BR/>I remember the YMCA dorm... and oh... Rudyard Kipling's If, hanging from every wall in the HMI dorms...<BR/><BR/>Many of us are in love with Darj...Oreenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04863411438986307777noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508241637398831768.post-56094364975008719392008-04-29T11:46:00.000+05:302008-04-29T11:46:00.000+05:30Hi,Thanks for visiting my blog and sharing your me...Hi,<BR/><BR/>Thanks for visiting my blog and sharing your memories. I am a Bengali and I love detective fiction, so no wonder I love Feluda, too, though my heart belongs to Lalmohonbabu.<BR/><BR/>Darjeeling holds wonderful memories for both me and the spouse. We've visited it twice, once as newly-weds, and once with our first-born daughter. It's very, very special to us. Now that we are in far-away Mumbai, when the annual Kolkata-visit is choc-a-block with visits to sundry relations/friends/banks/etc, Darjeeling has receded to become a dream-topia in our family-memory. Your post brought back very, very pleasant memories. Thanks.Sucharita Sarkarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07802171314546508539noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508241637398831768.post-38002269839755260442008-04-15T17:40:00.000+05:302008-04-15T17:40:00.000+05:30Anida,You are right u know, its hard to escape the...Anida,<BR/><BR/>You are right u know, its hard to escape the charm of Darjeeling.... the magic just gets into your blood and stays with you forever.....and I can never forget that azure sky and the golden orange kanchenjanga peak from the window of Glenarys. <BR/>Do keep writing...arpitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02479865730534968771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508241637398831768.post-1048306449735842042008-04-11T14:47:00.000+05:302008-04-11T14:47:00.000+05:30damn original I must saydamn original I must sayAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05154090396206358833noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8508241637398831768.post-27611701300071108122008-04-11T10:04:00.000+05:302008-04-11T10:04:00.000+05:30To me, Darjeeling is like my best friends fiancé…A...To me, Darjeeling is like my best friends fiancé…A relationship of hidden love and jealousy. I spent my childhood in “not so far” distance from Darjeeling. Even the climate of our small town depends on the mood of great Kanchanjangha. Chilled wave of winters brings news of snowfall on the hilltop. Rain carries smell of dooars. There were plenty of stories with lot of souvenirs that I received from my relatives and friends who just had been there to spend durga puja vacations. Dad taught me how toy trains goes up top in ghum and comes down for Darjeeling. It was so close to me that I knew almost everything about Darjeeling without been in there. <BR/>I have visited almost all major hills stations of northern India. Even Ladakh. But Darjeeling is the most secret desire for me. Just like my friend’s fiancé. She can come in dreams only. Yes, I still in love with Darjeeling very secretly.kasinathhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12342023161267542468noreply@blogger.com