Knock Knock Knocking
Image by magnific As the festive season approaches, with all its visiting and exchanging of love, I am compelled to comment on how knocking on doors has changed. Although in Calcutta it's still possible to "drop in" on a friend unannounced, that pleasure is probably reserved for the old, conservative areas of Central and North Calcutta, or am I being partisan here? Before mobile phones became essential tools for appointment, we walked over to a friend's house and knocked on the door, without an appointment and occasionally a disappointment. The friend wasn't home and there was no way to find out in advance. But his family welcomed you in, gave you a cup of tea and tried to locate the absconder. This arriving without announcement was par for the course. In fact, announcement ran the risk of someone avoiding you by disappearing at an opportune moment. When we were little, we would often be victims of a visit by my Aunt Alda, my mom's elder sister and a stickl...