Bolarum: A cherished slice of yesterday
Childhood in Bolarum was like a chapter out of Malgudi Days, where time moved at a gentle, unhurried pace. Life wasn’t defined by today’s endless race but by a comforting rhythm that guided our days. Bolarum had its own railway station, where coal-fired steam engines rolled in from Medchal and Falaknuma, filling the air with…
