Incident On the Kalka Mail
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SATYAJIT RAY
The Adventures of Feluda
The Incident on the Kalka Mail
Translated from the Bengali by Gopa Majumdar
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THE ADVENTURES OF FELUDA
THE INCIDENT ON THE KALKA MAIL
Satyajit Ray (1921-1992) was one of the greatest filmmakers of his time, renowned for films like Pather Panchali, Charulata, Aranyer Din Ratri and Ghare Baire. He was awarded the Oscar for Lifetime Achievement by the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Science in 1992, and in the same year, was also honoured with the Bharat Ratna.
Ray was also a writer of repute, and his short stories, novellas, poems and articles, written in Bengali, have been immensely popular ever since they first began to appear in the children’s magazine Sandesh in 1961. Among his most famous creations are the master sleuth Feluda and the scientist Professor Shonku.
Gopa Majumdar has translated several works from Bengali to English, the most notable of these being Ashapurna Debi’s Subarnalata and Bibhutibhushan Bandyopadhyay’s Aparajito, for which she won the Sahitya Akademi Award in 2001. She has translated several volumes of Satyajit Ray’s short stories and all of the Feluda stories for Penguin Books India. She is currently translating Ray’s Professor Shonku stories, which are forthcoming in Puffin.
Read the other Adventures of Feluda in Puffin
The Emperor’s Ring
Trouble in Gangtok
The Golden Fortress
The Royal Bengal Mystery
The Mystery of the Elephant God
The Bandits of Bombay
The House of Death
The Curse of the Goddess
The Secret of the Cemetery
A Killer in Kailash
The Criminals of Kathmandu
Chapter 1
I had only just finished reading a hair-raising account of an expedition by Captain Scott. Who knew I would have to travel to the land of mist and snow so soon after this? Well no, I don’t mean the North or the South Pole. I don’t think Feluda would ever be required to help solve mysteries in such remote corners. The place I am talking about is in our own country. Here I saw snowflakes floating down from the sky like cotton fluff. It spread on the ground like a carpet, dazzling my eyes as the sun fell on it; yet it stayed soft enough to be scooped and gathered into a ball.