There's always a reason

I write because I need to, or because I am pissed, or because the earth is in motion. There's always a reason.

Friday, January 15, 2010

THE CITY OF JOY




City of joy, capital of chaos, citadel of culture ? How do you describe Kolkata?

It's, in fact, a combination of all these and much more - a cocktail of an inimitable culture and literature with a few bandh snarls thrown in! The city's football mania is as overwhelming as it's love for art, fetish for fish and passion for Rabindrasangeet. The cultural fervour of this throbbing city would drown the fatigue and inertia that most people complain of .

I have an emotional tie with this city - it actually began by default during my days of childhood.I just can't leave this city because it's not up to the it's landmark.

Today kolkata is undergoing a metamorphosis from tradition to modernity, a study in contradictions. There is a steady current in the city's life akin only to the majestic flow of the ganga , like the endless ripples of this mighty river, this city in it's many hues.

3 comments:

Deepak said...

u could have write more abt it...may be coz of lack of time u hv written this much..:-)

AJ said...

Yes. I could have, but I wasn't writing a book on kolkata, and if I write a book on kolkata,. I know for a fact, that no one will read.

Moral of the story: Short is sweet.

Deepak said...

so true...!!