Kolkata and me

As I promised to you Souvik,this blog post is about Kolkata-the way I have seen it and the way I have known it.Good and bad are two sides of the same coin.If one is lucky,one is able to witness or experience the good.But I guess I am in between the good and bad.The good that I have got from Kolkata in the last two years of-my college,my knowing you more as a human,my first taste of adulthood and my being self reliant and a little fame.Well let me put it in this way.This 'city of joy',I feel has accommodated me,accepted me but I am still not ready to accept it.Thus this city often proves to be an emblem of threat to me.It is challenging for a small town girl like me to adjust herself in new circumstances easily.I have been misunderstood at many places in my stay in Kolkata,more so because it takes me time to mix up with people and my self pride does not really allow me to correspond with morons who have no self-respect and are aimless and think to do some sort of favour to me while they talk with me.I am choosy regarding people I want to spend my time with but then when one is away from home one is left with lesser options and thus my attitude becomes a target of scorn to many.I just hope I am emancipated from all such charges when I reach a point which would actually make me claim Kolkata as my home.So yes Kolkata has given me some of the worst experiences of my life in dealing with people without a conscience and a mind.My health received two huge blows during my stay in Kolkata and smaller blows still continues.I have issues with my sleeping habits here which leaves me with a disturbed,tired mind.Sincerely hope I am rid of this problem.A fast city with a formal undertone is what I describe Kolkata to be. Kolkata has helped me grow but not without disheartening me.Some bad memories will always remain with me.May there come a day when the good memories weigh more in my heart and I say so for I know that I really have a long way to go in this city.It is high time to become good friends with you Kolkata and the decision rests on me. P.S-'adjust Kore ne'(try to adjust),which I hear half a dozen times in a day while I stay in Kolkata.It completely exasperates me.

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