Thursday, 15 March 2018
Chowringhee: From Tiger Jungle to the Grand Road of Kolkata
Let me take you for a walk down Chowringhee. Today it is called Jawaharlal Nehru Road, but everyone still calls it Chowringhee. It is one of the most famous roads in Kolkata, running along the eastern side of the Maidan.
Two hundred years ago, this place was very different. There were thick forests here. People said tigers and other wild animals lived in the jungle that covered this area. The British officers who came to Calcutta in the late 1700s were afraid to build houses here because of the wild animals and the unhealthy air.
Slowly, things changed. The British cut down the trees and built big houses and hotels. By the early 1800s, Chowringhee became the most fashionable place in the city. Rich British families built beautiful homes with large gardens. The famous Chowringhee Theatre was built here in 1813. It was one of the first proper theatres in India. People came in horse carriages to watch plays and operas.
In the 19th century, Chowringhee became even grander. The famous Grand Hotel was built here. It was one of the best hotels in Asia at that time. The road was lined with shops selling fine clothes, books, and furniture. At night, the street lights would glow and the rich people would come out for evening walks or drives in their carriages.
When India became independent in 1947, many things changed. The big British houses were taken over by Indian families or turned into offices and hotels. The Grand Hotel is still there today, though it has a different name now — it is part of the Oberoi group. The road is always busy with cars, buses, and people. The Maidan is still there on one side, green and open.
If you walk on Chowringhee today, you can still see some old buildings from the British time. The old houses have become shops or offices. The footpath is crowded with vendors selling everything from books to clothes. But if you close your eyes for a moment, you can almost hear the sound of horse carriages and see the ladies in long dresses walking with parasols.
Chowringhee tells the story of how Kolkata grew from a small village to a great city. It shows how a wild jungle became the heart of the British capital in India, and then how that same road became part of independent India. The tigers are gone, but the stories remain in the old buildings and in the memories of the people who still walk here every day.
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