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Growing up, I never thought much about the city where I lived — Patiala. When I was 14, a family from Mumbai came to stay with us. Their daughter, a middle schooler, exclaimed “Patiala is a real place? I thought it was fictional!” Her innocent remark made us laugh. My father told her about the history of Patiala. Later that evening he took us to see the Sheesh Mahal and the NIS. It brought Patiala into focus for me, as I had never bothered to learn about the city that I belonged to. For the first time I felt some semblance of belonging to a place that has more to offer than just pegs and parandas.