Farewell to my Punyanagari
I finally left Pune last week. What a journey it has been since the last two years, when I landed here in 2010 with my family, including my small kid, in tow. Coming from Delhi, Pune seemed like a peaceful, laidback and decent place. Since then, life has moved a full circle and this city has seen me mature to a more worldly-wise, hopefully accomplished individual. What should I pick from my memories? Monsoon drives to Lavasa? Ganesh Chaturthi festival? Long drives on the Bombay highway ? The Kala Ghoda festival in neighbouring Bombay? My beloved book club and our multifarious activities such as the wine-tasting festival, Shakespearean plays and trips to Panchgani? Full moon nights on the hills around Hinjewadi ? Climbing up the Sinhagad fort? The Karla & Bhaja caves? Or the majestic hills around Pune and the memories associated with them which will remain in my mind forever? On the professional front, I have memories of ABMH, AFMC, teaching at Sancheti, NABH audi