Pieces that make a whole

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Time is moving really slow,it seems.I have started walking too much on the streets of North Kolkata and it does not feel lonely at all when you have got so many sights to witness.Sex which is considered a 'taboo' issue in most middle class Indian families,is all very common on the streets of Kolkata.Back,last week when it poured heavily in this city,I saw two people having sex on the streets and yes they were from well to do families.Around five thirty every evening I see a well dressed up man come near my place and supply drugs to some and despite witnessing, the police does not do anything,they just pass.Last night when I was fidgeting with my clothes and earrings,I heard a man scream loudly.Going nearer the window I saw that his gold ring was stolen and his middle finger was bleeding badly.Obviously it was the doing of the thieves.I felt sorry for the man.Further,there are other strange things happening to me.Last day our department discovered a dead pigeon in the classroom and later we found a Trishul and a Nattaraj Murti just in front of our building.We had never noticed that before.But that was not the end.After the college got over,my classmate and I were going to the nearest bank,when we found another strange object of worship on our way.I wander if they are up to what they say is black magic.It feels like I am inside 'The Calcutta Chromosome ' for real now.Since my arrival in Kolkata I have missed the Kolkata Film Festival,just once,which was last year,however I managed to visit Nandan yesterday and luckily got my tickets for the 11.15 show.The environment in Nandan has changed but I like it anyhow.With my leisure time I also managed to visit Coffee House and Park Street Cemetery with my friends in the last two days.A sudden feeling dawned on me.It won't be too late when I will realize that my post graduation is over too and then feel nostalgic about it.Surprisingly,i began my writing telling of how time is moving slow,but is it?

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