It is my first morning in Calcutta and I have gone for a run. My hotel is just a few tired and tattered blocks from the sparklingVictoria Memorial. Night has just lifted as I begin a slow circuit around the Maidan, the great park in the heart of Calcutta. Something big is happening here this morning and I have yet to learn what it is.
days later. I learn that on January 26th in 1950 India signed its constitution. Now it is one of just 3 National Holidays.