Oh calcutta!

There has has been a lot of complains flowing in, due the language i use in my blog, which perhaps is beyond basic understandibility. dear i took note of that.i would try and do it in as simple words as possible today.

It’s been 5 years living in Calcutta what they call the city of joy, and from time immemorial I realized that I was nowhere near my place or indeed anywhere else I had been before. time flew by just like that. college got over. was a graduate then and now a post graduate. A mba or an icfai finance(thanks to someone who gave us that credential). but this is not all i have got in this short stint of mine in this city. so what facinates me about this city?? nothing really. a metropolitan with a soul of a village. those tea stalls at every corner, adda as they call it.a great night life where lights go off at the strike of ten. move out on the streets and suddenly you hear a loud cry “bhombol” yes thats a pet name . bengali moms have taken an oath to beat up the etire reputation of their kids right at thier inception by giving them brave and audacious nicknames.imagine something like your name is indrajeet and correspondingly  your nickname boils up to poltu. no matter what you achieve in life, thats gonna haunt you and no one ever is going to take you seriously. now the favaurite food here., no points for guessing that “fish”. i remember  how i managed to eat it the first time. trust me that was the last time too. a government which ceases to change and so is the state of the state. hunger strikes right in the middle of the city, gheraws are a common feature here. this city has given some of the greatest leaders to our current cradle of politicians. yes i am talking about mamata di. hats of to you mam. you are a living proof of how to be in the opposition and still manage to dictate terms….

to be continued…..

There has has been a lot of complains flowing in, due the language i use in my blog, which perhaps is beyond basic understandibility. dear i took note of that.i would try and do it in as simple words as possible today.

It’s been 5 years living in Calcutta what they call the city of joy, and from time immemorial I realized that I was nowhere near my place or indeed anywhere else I had been before. time flew by just like that. college got over. was a graduate then and now a post graduate. A mba or an icfai finance(thanks to someone who gave us that credential). but this is not all i have got in this short stint of mine in this city. so what facinates me about this city?? nothing really. a metropolitan with a soul of a village. those tea stalls at every corner, adda as they call it.a great night life where lights go off at the strike of ten. move out on the streets and suddenly you hear a loud cry “bhombol” yes thats a pet name . bengali moms have taken an oath to beat up the etire reputation of their kids right at thier inception by giving them brave and audacious nicknames.imagine something like your name is indrajeet and correspondingly your nickname boils up to poltu. no matter what you achieve in life, thats gonna haunt you and no one ever is going to take you seriously. now the favaurite food here., no points for guessing that “fish”. i remember how i managed to eat it the first time. trust me that was the last time too. a government which ceases to change and so is the state of the state. hunger strikes right in the middle of the city, gheraws are a common feature here. this city has given some of the greatest leaders to our current cradle of politicians. yes i am talking about mamata di. hats of to you mam. you are a living proof of how to be in the opposition and still manage to dictate terms….

to be continued…..