It’s frantic, it’s salty, and it’s undeniably iconic. For generations of Bengalis, Digha has been the default answer to the question, “Where shall we go this weekend?” Split into two distinct personalities, the eroding, nostalgic charm of Old Digha and the sprawling, neon-lit sands of New Digha, this coastal town offers a chaotic but charming escape from the grind of Kolkata. While it may lack the turquoise waters of the Andamans, it makes up for it with shallow, swimmable waves, endless fried fish stalls, and a festive atmosphere that never really sleeps.

History hangs heavy in the air of Murshidabad, a town sleeping on the banks of the Bhagirathi River. This was not always a quiet backwater; it was the grand capital of the Nawabs of Bengal, a city whose wealth was once compared to that of London. Murshidabad didn’t become a capital by accident. It takes its name from Nawab Murshid Quli Khan, the administrator who shifted the seat of Bengal’s power here and turned a riverside settlement into the nerve centre of an empire of trade, tax, and intrigue.